Pleasure or Pain

Part 19

Pleasure or Pain pt 19
Short story challenge
J.velvet

"Come see me"
"What for"
"You want to know why the shooting happened right? Well come over, I can't tell you over the phone"
Will hung up after stating his request. Passion looked at her phone with a look of disbelief not believing he hung up on her.
"This motherfucker" she said pulling her seat up in the car and starting the engine.
As much as she hated Will at the moment she was willing to hear him out just to get his side of the story, she already knew he was the cause behind the whole shooting, and no matter what she would seek her revenge on him but she needed to know who else was responsible. She flipped the card given to her at the club with detective Gambles number on it. When She called it no answer.
Driving five miles over the speed limit she swirved in and out of traffic arriving at Wills house more heated than she was when she first left. She walked through the front door which was purposely left open, going inside to Will in the great room playing the piano. A shot glass of Whiskey sat by him as he stopped to take a sip looking up at her. His bodyguards sat playing cards at a table by him as as he got up to greet her but was met with a soft shove.
"I'm not in the hugging mood right now Will, it's too much shit going on, now are you going to tell me what happened"
"Look why you think I had something to do with the shooting"
"Cause you're a snake Will, and all snakes are lying conniving creatures, your old country bama ass did something"
Will takes a seat on his couch folding his legs laughing. Passion shook her head laughing as well but not in a friendly gesture, her right hand twitched as she clinched her purse. She knew within seconds she could grab her gun and end his life right there, even if she died at the hands of one of his bodyguards it would be worth it.
"Look I'm not what I seem to be"
"Oh I already knew that, so what are you"
"Let's just say I know some people who know some people, I'm just an old business man with a lot of pull around town"
"Well why that pull ended up on the doorsteps of the club, we're suppose to be partners now, you can't keep anything from me my life was in danger"
"Look I'll handle it, so I owe some money to some people who you never want to owe any money to"
"So why do you owe them this money"
"In my line of work you run into trouble every now and then but it's nothing I can't handle. Now I know this is hard for you, I lost a club but I also lost a lot of money and I need to make it back, now I know exactly who called the hit on us at the club"
"Who was it"
"I can't tell you that, but just know I'm handling it"
"Damn it Will, stop fucking with me, Anita is lying in a hospital bed I need answers"
"I need time that's it, that's all I ask for, I will get it, I demand it, and I promise on my own life the person responsible will pay"
Passion knew Will was messing with her, he had no intentions of telling her anything but he wanted to see what she knew.
"Okay, so I'll play your little game for now but if I don't get answers soon trust I'll handle things myself"
Will knew Passion was serious about handling the situation herself but had no clue she meant killing him as well. She walked out the house tipping over the expensive Greek statue by the door. Wills bodyguards stood up ready to chase her but stopped when signalled by him.
"Don't worry about that, it can be replaced"
Passion texted Ghost on her phone walking back to her car immediately getting a response. "Come to the crib I got some info on the shooting" it read from him all she needed to begin her quest for revenge.
Will knew Passion wouldn't budge on trying to retaliate but also wanted to make sure she actually didn't succeed, he already lost business at the club, and couldn't afford more heat being drawn to himself from Passion acting wild in the streets. As much power as he had the Colombos were still more powerful, they had more pawns at their disposal, and enough soldiers to take down anything Will threw at him. He got up fixing himself another glass of Whiskey before heading up the stairs.
"Call Henry, tell him I need him to come see me ASAP" he yelled out to his bodyguards.
L.A walked into the studio greeting the men as she took off her jacket, and motorcycle helmet.
"What's going on fellas" she said  grabbing a seat and hand full of chips that sat on the table.
It's been a while since she came to the studio to record any music but felt it was the perfect time since her best friend Rodney was there. Rodney knew L.A longer than anybody, and stuck by her no matter what, he was the one who got her discovered getting her first beat sold to an artist who used it on their debut album and the rest was history.
"So what do I owe this pleasure, I ain't seen your ass in weeks nigga what's good"
"I just been chilling out for a while you know me, I mean I got a new shorty and all"
"Oh word, my G always on it"
"I wish but lately shit been getting complicated for real"
"What happened"
"I guess by now you heard of the shooting at club Sweets right, well she was one of the people who was shot, she barely hanging on, and a nigga can't lie I have feelings for her, can't lose her bro"
"Shit crazy my G, I'm sorry about that but just keep doing what you doing. You got to be strong for her you know what I'm saying, she just needs your support"
"That's not the worst part, Miranda keeps hitting me up"
"Yo I thought that old slime bucket moved on"
"I thought so too but apparently she loves getting on my nerves, you think I should've told my shorty about her"
"I don't know man, I mean I don't know your new lady but I know Miranda and bitch is crazy, you've been hiding it this long just hurry up and get a divorce, nobody has to know"
"I can't afford to pay the money from the backlash, I refuse to let her get what I worked hard for"
"She getting it regardless, fight her in court I know you got lawyers"
"Yeah, my mind is just scrambled. I can't do anything until I know Anita is okay"
"Here, take a drink you need one, and another one, and another one, just calm down relax and just go be with your girl, Miranda is gonna get what's coming to her real talk"
"Yeah you right bro" L.A replied taking a sip of Cognac grunting while she swallowed it.
"But yo enough of that what's going on here, you know how we do. I wanna lay a track down, got this beat in my head. You got bars ready"
"Nigga you know I stay ready" Rodney said holding up a notebook full of rhymes.
L.A rubbed her hands together in excitement beginning to mess with the computer. Rodney got up leaving the engineering room going to the studio room grabbing the headphones putting them on fixing the Mic stand. She was back in her zone her domain, in the studio she was a God she controlled it, she was emotionless and could escape anything from the outside world. She took another sip of Cognac grabbing a rolled blunt from her pocket lighting it taking a pull.
She was fighting with demons she didn't want nothing to do with, it was hard for her to hide her marriage from Anita yet alone the world but it was something that had to be done since she didn't want anyone to know now the thoughts left her head and the only thing she could hear was the music.
She began playing a beat which immediately had Rodney bouncing to the beat while he flipped through his lyrics.
"Come on baby lace this track for me one time, and let's make this shmoney" L.A said blowing a big O into the air from her kush. For the moment nothing else existed.
While L.A focused on her music Leslie made his way to the hospital. He walked in to Denise crunched up in the chair holding Heaven while Jazeel slept in the stroller next to her. Frozen he couldn't move just staring at Anita who lied in the bed hooked up to machines, his eyes immediately filled with tears.
"Damn girl you can't be hurt, nor like this" Leslie says shaking his head.
He finally walks closer rubbing her leg up to her hand that he grabs adding strength hoping he would feel pressure back but no response.  He walks over to the window looking out into the night sky calling Prize. The phone goes to voicemail but he leaves a message.
"Yo bro hit me up asap I'm over here with Anita. She hanging in there but not looking too good. Real talk you know I'm here for you and knowing you your ass on your way here now just get back to a nigga, and if you thinking about doing some crazy shit. The type of shit to get you locked up and with some one else very injured some real shit that can get your whole career fucked I'm just letting you know I'm here fuck that we brothers that's like my sister so give me the word and it's some facts"