Pleasure or Pain

Part 18

Pleasure or Pain pt 18
Short story challenge
J.velvet

Prize sat with a gun rolling the chamber counting the bullets, the only thing on his mind was revenge, he was ready to murder anyone who was responsible for Anita. Bishop stayed with him as he sat in his car, his dead frozen eyes, emotionless face which signaled trouble for anyone who dared to mess with him right now. Bishop never saw him this way before not even when he was angry but no one ever hurt Anita before and everyone knew no matter what they were going through they loved eachother. Bishop wiped the tears from his eyes being emotional himself hearing about the situation.
"Look I don't know what happened or how it happened but I'm here for you bro, if you want to run up in these streets we can do it fuck it but I love you man, you done came too far to lose it all, you in the public eye now, you're a star don't get knocked over some bullshit"
"They shot my baby mom's though"
"I know but sis strong she gonna make it, trust she is, cause if not there's no where anybody could hide to escape our power and that's real"
Bishop was a true friend, being there with Prize through everything and he knew Anita and the kids was the best part of his life even if Prize didn't realize it sometimes himself. They were waiting on the next flight back home to be by Anita's side but what Prize was really waiting for waso to find out who shot her, Passion was on the mission already knowing it had something to do with Will confirming his real activities behind the club scene but now she had to find out who wanted him dead. She knew everyone from drug dealers to hit men, growing up in the streets from County jail to detention centers nothing went down without her not being able to find out about it. Leaving the hospital she drove around her old neighborhood looking for Ghost, a real murderer for hire who was known for his viscous fetish of taking pleasure in killing his victims. The same age as her his ripped body that he spent most of his time behind bars constructing was covered in tats with his back filled with names of confirmed kills he had.
Passion parked her car loading her gun putting it in her purse, she didn't take anything likely, being on her old block she knew what went down between the random drug raids and hang shootouts no one was safe from anyone especially someone who was hungry, looking to make a name for themselves by taking the life of another. Leaving the car all eyes turned to her as she walked up the stairs into the project building, dope boys looked over at as she pulled down her dress looking at them waving her purse, at this point there was nothing she was scared of willing to go into the Devils cabin to exact revenge for Anita. She walked down the hall pass people reaching an open apartment door, walking inside she knew it was shady, music played as a couple fucked naked on a small dirty couch that sat on the wall, from the door of the hall way topless women could be seen in the kitchen cutting and bagging coke with surgical masks on, the sight took Passion back to when she did the same thing delivering packages for people as a teenager.
"Can I help you" a man said walking up to Passion.
He was big and wide as the hallway standing at least six five with a bald head and thick beard that came down to his shirt, his pants were big and baggy to cover his large legs and he walked with a wooden cane.
"Yeah I'm here to see Lennox"
"You know Lennox"
"Maybe, I'm here on personal business"
"What you trying to buy some weight"
"No its much bigger than that, I'm trying to buy the services of Ghost"
No one was able to hire Ghost unless they had a real job for him and real money, not a two bit hustler that carried a gun killing people you hated he solved problems and eliminated anyone and their family.
"What the fuck you want with Ghost girl, you must have a real problem"
"Yes only one he could solve, he's the best and I want to hire him"
Big man looked around and signalled one of his men to close the front door walking back down the hall opening a door.
"Yo blood, somebody want to see you"
"Who is it" Ghost answered.
"I don't know but she called you by your real name and said she was looking to hire Ghost"
Ghost stopped smoking his blunt laced with Angel dust and got off his bed, he paused the Xbox and walked out into the hallway looking at Passion.
"You looking for Ghost"
"Yes"
Ghost walked down the hallway into the living room getting the couple off the couch offering Passion a seat standing in the middle of the floor.
"Now, what the fuck do you want"
"I got some fish to fry, some real shit went down and I need help exterminating some niggas simple shot for you"
"Who's the victims"
"I don't know and that's why I need your help"
Ghost laughs looking at the big man who joins in.
"So you just want me to kill a motherfucker without knowing who the target is"
"Find the target, it shouldn't be that hard"
"What is this about, an ex boyfriend did you wrong, you got cheated on, some girls jumped you or something"
"No, if you need to know my best friend was shot, almost died and is in critical condition, I need the niggas who tried to kill her dead"
"Well there's nothing more I love than killing but I'm not cheap, I'm like a Barber offering his services it depends what you want"
Passion goes in her purse pulling out a stack of money tossing it to Ghost.
"That's ten large, I know it ain't much but that's just to scope things out, before anything is done I need to know who orchestrated this shit, then come back to me and I'll decide what the next move is"
"Iight, I feel you oh I'll find out"
"Cool" Passion says getting up walking for the door"
"Wait, what's your name, how do I get in touch"
"You'll be hearing from me soon, just get on your job and you'll have more money"
Passion left heading back to her car walking up on a gang of misfits trying to steal the rims, she pulls out her gun firing a shot in the air scaring them off. Her work in the ghetto was done now with a hit man hired to find the source of the shooting her next stop was finding Will, and he was an easy prey to catch. After the shooting Will went back to his house getting undress nursing the small wound received from the backlash of the bullet proof vest, he stood in front of his body mirror naked rubbing Vaseline over himself going in his closet getting clothes to put on. Afterwards poring a shot of yak he proceeded down stairs picking up his phone dialing the one man he knew had all the questions Mike Colombo.
"William my main man, how's it going"
"Don't fucking play with me, I see we out here trying to kill eachother now huh"
"Wait, I wasn't lying when I said no one would be harmed as long as I got back my money, we'll I don't have my money so of course you know there will be consequences"
"I told you, I'll get your money but you went to far, you destroyed my business"
"Going to far is owing me money in the first place which should've never happened, so take this as a warning, next time if you don't have my money trust me you won't live to tell about it"
Will threw the phone to the wall breaking it in half, his face was red with every vein popping out and his teeth showing as he gritted hard enough to scrape them.
"So what we gonna do" Wills bodyguard said.
"What you think we going to do, get his money, I still have a couple days but when I deliver trust he won't forget it"
As much as Will wanted to attack back he couldn't, this was the Mob he was dealing with and they still had the majority power in the city, the only ones he was truly afraid of but his business was ruined and reputation on the line, he would have to attack sometime or later if he claimed to be the king of the streets. Getting the money was no problem, it was his name that he was concerned about, if he gave the money up right away it would be giving to much power to them, he had to make a statement and it had to build his pride. He poured another shot sitting down turning on his projector watching TV on his custom movie screen at the news give updates on the club shooting, he was now out of work, he couldn't leave the house and made sure to remain out of the public eye in fear of being identified and questioned by the police. Passion pulled up to his house parking right in his driveway making her way up the stairs, she paid no attention to his men walking right pass them entering inside making her way to Will.
"It's nice to see you're still alive"
"Passion, what you're doing here"
"I'm here to talk business, after all we're partners even if there's no clubs to be owners of now"
"Yeah, look I'm sorry about the whole thing, I'm working on it now to find out who did this"
"Oh we know who did this, I just want to know why"
"What you mean"
"Cut the shit Will, I know what you do and this little club ain't giving you bank like that so let's just come out and say it"
"Okay Passion, say what" Will says sitting up in the chair folding his legs.
"I know you have dealings with the Mob, and I know all your finances aren't coming from the girls, we shaking our ass down there but we ain't got you living like this so you're into some illegal shit and that's cool I'm not sweating it, I've been around thugs all my life not scare of them, but your activities got my baby shot and now somebody has to pay"
"So you think you know everything huh"
"I never claim to but I know enough, all I'm saying is deal with the problem before I do"
Passion gets up walking to the front door, Will watches her as she leaves out giving him one last look. He doesn't question how much she knows how she knows but he does know she isn't lying giving her background. Passion grins getting back in her car, she knows she has Wills mind wandering right now but knowing him he'll come clean to her explaining the whole situation in the mean time she makes her way back to the hospital. Denise sits with Heaven and Jazeel rocking them to sleep as Anita lies in the bed still not conscious. L.A sits by her side sleep as well until she's awaken by the vibrations of her phone, she looks down at it getting up leaving the room not before being spotted by Denise who opens one of her eyes watching her leave.
"Look what the fuck you want, this isn't a good time right now" L.A says whispering loudly walking further away from the room.
She continues to argue with the person on the phone shaking her head. The conversation is all but simple but very similar, one she has several times a week and one that she hates to have. For three years L.A been married to a former stripper turned actress who now is the girlfriend of a athlete, she been separated for the past five months but has yet to file for divorce. Wanting to get a divorce L.A was not rushing it due to her knowing she would have to pay alimony, not even getting a legal separation knowing she could get temporary alimony she had nothing to do with her wife Miranda but still had connections. To keep their secret marriage they had out the public eye she paid for everything from her bills to her car she first gave her when they tied the knot but being separated from eachother she made weekly payments to her either in person or sending the money electronically. Since Anita came into her life Miranda seen less of L.A and even though she moved on as well now living with a her new rich linebacker boyfriend still wanted her wife to provide for her knowing she had the upper hand knowing she could release news of their marriage to the world.
L.A was ashamed of the marriage, first thinking it was love at first sight everything was okay for the couple, she moved her in and got her out through club showing her with gifts, they soon married only knowing eachother for months but things turned for three worst when she found out she was cheating on her, with that she turned her lose but wasn't able to separate legally since she didn't sign a prenup, she never thought she would have to since she was deeply in love with Miranda but now she regretted and for that was in no hurry to get a divorce. Miranda didn't mind since she was getting money either way and knew she would have the last say in everything. L.A hung up the phone holding her head, really stressed she was losing it holding back the secret marriage from Anita and now dealing with her being in critical condition, she needed to vent to someone and wanted someone to talk to but had no one so like she been doing for the last couple months kept it to herself. She returned back to the room with Denise laying Heaven and Jazeel down on the couch taking her seat, still able to feel the tension between her she tries to lighten the situation by talking.
"So Ms Denise, are you hungry I know it disgusting this hospital food could be, I don't mind ordering you something from outside"
"No, I'm good and I can't eat right now" she says rubbing on Anita.
"I know you're hurting but you're daughter is a strong woman, one of the things I like about her, that's why I know she gonna a make it"
"You know I can't say I always agreed with the decisions my daughter made especially choosing men, Prize may not be much but he is these children's father, I just don't want my daughter to get hurt"
"Ms Denise the last thing I'm trying to do is hurt your daughter, I understand if I had a daughter I would be the same way too, these last few weeks with your daughter really made life better for me"
"Oh has it"
"Yes really"
"You're rich, what has my daughter gave you that you didn't already have"
"She just made my life better and I swear if you give me a chance, you'll see I'm a good person"
"That's what they all say but I'll be the judge of that, I do have to say I appreciate you being here with us I know she would like that"
"Thank you and I'm a show you how good I am, I'll get us something to eat, you like cheeseburgers I'll bring back some"
Denise just nods her head rubbing Anita's leg, food is the last thing from her mind but she takes the offer as a good gesture. Her only daughter she stays by her side night and day just to make sure she's okay, as much drama as she gives Anita it's all out of love just wanting the best for her daughter, her real concern was not with L.A but with Prize wondering where he was, she nursed Heaven to sleep who asked for him the whole night. Even though she didn't like him she loved the way he was in Heavens life, she couldn't have a better father and she always liked that about him. Another reason why she was against Anita and L.A relationship was that she didn't want her grandchildren confused. She was a mother first so she had a feeling about L.A not saying if it was good or bad just that she had a feeling about her, besides her daughter never being in a same sex relationship and finally getting over Prize she didn't want to see her hurt by running to the first person who showed her attention.
Janaya knocked on her sisters door repeatedly on purpose making sure she heard since it was late at night, she opens seeing Leslie standing behind her.
"Oh he'll no, what the fuck is he doing here girl"
"Please look, we talked it out and he not going anywhere"
"So you're staying with him"
"I sure am, and he's staying with us for the time being"
"Bitch really, how you just gonna invite him into my place"
"Cause I help you get this place, I can't stay at my house right now so I'm at staying here and Leslie's staying with me"
Leslie's phone ring, he quickly answers it seeing that it's Chris.
"Hey what's up Chris"
Leslie talks like his usual self not to bring any attention to what he just did, but the conversation is cut as he gets the news about Anita, he immediately sits down hearing about the near death of her.
"I'll call you back" Leslie says.
"Where are you going"
"I'm going to the hospital"
"Hospital what for, I thought I took care of that" Janaya says pointing her eyes towards his shoulder.
"It's not that, it's Anita she been shot, I need to go see her"
"Baby I don't think you need to be going out this late, we just came in"
Janaya was more concerned for Leslie's safety, he was still dirty from filling a grave and also had blood on him from being shot, the last thing he needed was to attract attention to himself.
"Look, that's my brothers baby mother, I gotta be there for him cause he would do the same, I'll be back, to the hospital and back I swear"
The thought was still unsettling with Janaya but she went along walking to the bathroom to finally take a shower, and out Leslie went grabbing his keys heading towards the door. His head spiraling after all that was going on from his situation with Diamond now Anita being shot, it was more than he could handle. He gets in the car calling the one person he knows has all the answers to the questions he has, Passion.
"Hello"
"Yo what the fuck is going on, Anita been shot"
"Yeah calm down, don't worry I'm on it"
"I bet you are, where's Prize"
"He's making his way up here now, where you at"
"I'm on my way to the hospital Chris just told me, how is she doing"
"She holding on but it's still serious"
"Look what you need me to do"
"Go see Anita and everything will be alright"
"Well I'm hear if you need me"
"I know but trust I got this"
Leslie wanted to beleive her but he didn't, he knew Passion pride wouldn't show how hurt she was but he also knew she just wasn't going to sit around and not get revenge for her friend, something that he was looking to help out on. While Prize and Bishop boarded the late night flight, they were just hours away from being back home and a step closer to seeing Anita. Along was the whole crew and weapons that he was able to smuggle on after tucking the flight attendant bundles of cash, Prize still had connections in the streets and always had access to weapons, wanting to leave that lifestyle alone he was willing to pick up his guns one more time just for Anita. He popped a Xanax taking a swig of champagne to calm his nerves sitting back in his seat just thinking about Anita. He opened his phone scrolling through his gallery pulling up an old video of him and Anita that he once uploaded to snap chat, he watched as him and Anita laughed making funny faces and kissing as they lied in their bed early morning, typical stuff they did when they didn't fight, he missed it and most of all he couldn't shake the thought she could possibly die. He was nervous, anxious, and furious at the same time. Music didn't matter at the moment, strippers wasn't on his mind, and alcohol and drugs wasn't his highest priority right now. He closed the phone after the video ended closing his eyes planning to get some shut eye while the plane took off, Passion rolled a blunt sitting back in her car. She put the drivers seat back and looked up at the sky through the sunroof as she smoked thinking about her and Anita, the two known eachother forever being best of friends, she had flashbacks of the two going out from the Christianing of Heaven to their high school prom which she didn't attend but sold drugs to help get Anita a dress. She couldn't see life without her and as much as she wanted to kill Will she had to wait for her plan to come together. Prize was on his way and she had Ghost in the streets looking for answers on the shooting, all she could do was wait to hear something then she would strike back. Her phone rings and she looks down seeing it's Will.
"What do you want Will"
"Where are you"
"Never mind that, what are you doing"
"Will what the fuck do you want, are you ready to tell me what's going on"
"And like I was saying at the house why would you think there's something going on, I told you I'm on the shooting"
"Now you should know me by now, maybe I already know the answer to the question I'm asking"
"Passion I need you to promise me that you will stay out of this"
"Out of what Will"
"I'm not telling you, I'll handle it"
"Tell me or I'll handle it myself, your decision"
Will let's out a deep sigh.
"Why is the Mob after you Will" she asks.