Pleasure or Pain

Part 24

Pleasure or Pain Part 24
Shorystorychallenge
J.Velvet

   She watched as they talked, their usual meeting spot at the corner deli store unaware that she held her gun shaking to pull the trigger just feet away inside her car. Passion was no stranger to the streets, this wouldn't be the first time she pulled a trigger but unlike before she had a damn good reason, and was ready to risk her life if it meant revenge for the club shooting. Anita was doing better, it looked like she was going to pull through still not completely breathing on her own her condition was better than before, but that wasn't good enough Passion needed blood for the pain endured. She reached over grabbing her phone calling Will, he answered sitting at his table drinking wine.
"Hello"
"I see them"
"See who Passion"
"I found them"
"Listen don't do anything, I told you I got this"
"You been saying that but it's taking too long Will"
"Passion you don't know what these men are capable of"
"Fuck that Will if you wont do it I will"
Passion hangs up the phone scrolling through the call log sending a text. Ghost reads the text sitting on his motorcycle, a black and red 2016 Suzuki GSX 1000 parked down the road. He puts on his helmet cranking the bike up beginning to make his way towards them. Will was taking his time, Passion couldn't wait any longer feeling like it was now or never, revenge was in her grasp. Mike grabbed his bagel patting the man on the back placing a twenty dollar bill on the counter. He walked out the store into the brisk cold air closing his jacket walking towards his car. Passion held her gun tightly as she started to tremble ready to open the door and shoot, her phone ranged repeatedly from Will, he knew where this was headed and didn't want to further escalate tension between him and rivals.
Ghost caught Mike in his view, he focuses gripping the handles tight swerving down the street towards him, on the right side of his neck were the initials R.I.P, nothing to do with his name but rep, he had more dead bodies than anyone Passion knew, he was rider a cold blooded man who got joy out of killing having twenty two confirmed kills with all the names of his victims listed on his back along with a matching Roman numeral. His savage killer instinct is how he got his name, he showed up and people disappear, he was the last person you wanted to see coming.
He popped a wheelie reaching in his waist pulling out a Dessert Eagle aiming it straight for Mikes head, he fires just missing as the bullet literally grazes the hair of his eyebrow an almost perfect shot. Mike retreats back to the store as his men get up shooting at Ghost, suddenly more cars pull up surrounding Passion with men getting out letting fire on the store as bullets tear the place to pieces. Passion stays inside her car watching the event unfold, a shot hits Ghost but he doesn't budge even while falling off of the motorcycle and sliding on the ground he continues blasting at the men hitting one in the chest and another straight between the eyes.
Mike heads to the back of the store pulling out a gun taking cover behind a wall, bodies fall as more men come from both sides adding to the barrage of bullets being thrown at each other. Passion takes her car out of parked and races down the street, reaching a stop sign she makes a U turn speeding towards the store lowering her window letting off a round of bullets, they hit their targets as she doesn't stop and turns on the next corner. Mike gets off the wall and heads out the back door looking around spotting a car. He walks over breaking the window with elbow and begins to hijack the car, an easy job for the veteran crime lord who then pulls off. Not even around the corner he's hit from the side in a collision with Passion.
The cars are totaled as he fights to loosen his seat belt but is stuck between his car door and steering wheel, his hands are bloody and vision and hearing gone, he looks around as all he sees is distorted colors. He begins to push the driver door open just enough to crawl out the car barely able to feel his legs. Passion gets out her car gun in hand walking around the twisted scraps of metal. Mike hears the hard clapping of heels hitting the concrete pavement and looks up trying to see who it is.
"Detective Gamble, it's finally good to see you"
"Who is that"
"Oh you don't recognize my voice motherfucker, last time we talked hours later my girl was shot along with my club being destroyed so I think you know who it is"
"You don't know who you're fucking with"
"No I think I do" Passion says placing her gun right at his temple.
"From the title of my favorite rap album of all time from the Notorious B.I.G, you ready to die"
Words couldn't express how angry Will was, he turned over the table breaking all the liquor bottles and glasses. He didn't like being under minded, and the fact that Passion ignored direct orders to retaliate for the shooting wasn't sitting well with him, he knew what would happen if Mike Colombo was killed, there would be no mercy given to him or any of his men if caught. He always knew Passion was strong willed but never thought she would go this far, he had no choice since he knew they would come after him he would have to hit them first but it would be something he would have to do himself and not Henry.
“Aight it's time for you bitches to go” he said pointing the women around him to the door.
“what you want us to do” Wills bodyguard says.
“Passion is gonna draw heat to us, if she kills or harms anyone in the Colombo family I'm fucked, they'll think without a shadow of a doubt it's me, and as much as I want them dead I do it on my own time, real gangsters move in silence but I'll get her. Get Mikes father Paul on the phone tell him we need to have a sit down”
It was time for the head of the mafia to sit down with the king of the hood. Will was willing to call a truce between him and the Colombo’s, he had no other choice being on the radar after his club was destroyed and also not even having enough funds to supply his men on the street, he couldn't afford a war right now and also wanted to let him know he would pay them back for the money he owed not just that but ensure he had nothing to do with Passion.
He grabbed his coat and car keys and left his house, something he didn't do since the fight with Prize. While Henry took care of delivering the drugs Will would make sure an agreement was made between the gangsters. Prize walked in the hospital room staring at Anita, he hated seeing her this way holding on for fear life. He felt he failed her at everything, he brushed the hair from her eye giving her a kiss on the forehead before sitting on the chair beside her. The nurses assumed they were married,  fresh sets of flowers were brought in filling the room that it resembled a florist shop. The past day he made several trips to the hospital hoping the next time he entered the room she would be awake. The anger he had for Will was put aside and the only thoughts now were his baby mother making a full recovery.
“Everyday I come in here hoping you will wake up, and everyday you just disappoint me. I know I'm probably the last person you want to see right now, and I understand that. I'm just here to support you, Heaven needs you Jazeel needs you and I need you. I don't know if I could go on without you, I can't raise two kids on my own they need their mother too, I know we're over and you moved on but don't move on from life you got a lot of living to do Anita and I love you, I was wrong for not telling you that more often and making you feel like you was nothing, if I could take everything I ever did to you back I would just please don't die on me, you're my heart my soul we complete each other so just promise me one thing, that you'll make it through that's all that matters right now because if you do I'll do everything in my power to win you back because we belong with each other, we deserve to be together”
Prize held Anita's hand kissing it closing his eyes laying his head on her lap, he hears the heart monitor begin to pace faster all of a sudden as he feels pressure on his hand as she grips tighter and opens her eyes. Excited Prize jumps up giving Anita another kiss this time on the lips. She's barely able to move but looks around struggling to sit up in the bed.
“Prize”
“Yeah baby it's me”
“How long have I been here”
“Too long but look that doesn't matter what matters is you're okay”
“Where's everyone else”
“I don't know but I'm here and that's all that matters, your mom took the kids to her house she'll be back shortly but I'm not leaving, I'm here to take care of you”
“Prize I appreciate it but..”
“Don't speak just listen, I know we don't have the best relationship but we make it work, now I know I'm a fuck up I'll admit to that, been that for years but this made me realize how much I care about you and can't afford to lose you so I'm not asking you to take me back but what I am asking you is to allow me to show you I can be a better man, a changed man”
He kisses her hand rubbing it as he stares in her eyes, it's been years since Anita heard something like that from Prize and actually believed it, she didn't know what to say but at this moment was glad he came to see her, the love she once felt dying for him was beginning to re appear. As they both smile with each other Anita looks at the door seeing L.A walk in.
“You're awake” she says running to the other side of the bed giving Anita a kiss.
Prize watches the two embrace standing up.
“Baby I missed you so much, when did you wake up I wasn't gone that long”
“I just did, still in pain though”
“Just take your time and rest, hey man” she says looking over at Prize.
“Hey”
“It's been real nice of you to come up here, I'm glad someone was here when she woke up”
“why wouldn't I be here”
“Just saying but now that I'm back you don't have to stay I mean if you got places to go I know you're a busy man”
“My schedules clear, I'm just here for Anita”
“And I appreciate it Prize, I want to see my babies could you call my mother for me” Anita says entering their conversation.
“No problem” Prize says leaving the room making the call.
“Why you got to be like that towards him”
“Cause I don't like him, he may be your baby father and all but I don't like what he put you through”
“Right now all I want to do is see all of my family and just relax. I'm not saying that you have to like him but do know he's here out of love, just tolerate him okay for me”
“Aight baby I will” L.A says giving Anita another kiss.
L.A had become more jealous over Anita during the past days, not only did she have love for her but she hated Prize, all the stories she was told about him, the things he put Anita through it was normal to have some hatred towards him but hers was deeper than that, she saw the way Anita looked at him, the connection they had no matter what they were going through the love was still there. She was scared, scared that those feelings she was promised were gone would come back. She didn't want to lose Anita especially to Prize, with her being injured Anita would open to anyone at the moment and didn't want Prizes actions of gratitude to be mistaken for something else. Besides Denise and the kids the only missing was Passion but she was occupied with other matters.
The sun shined bright as the kids played football, no pads or protection just a bunch of teenagers tossing a ball around in the middle of the street, the boys traded toss for toss seeing who could throw farther. Prince being the athlete that he was and the starting quarterback had to show how strong his arm was so he stepped back pressed down on his right leg extended his arm and let it rip, into the air it went nearly a mile before the hail mary shot came raining down. Mark went up for the ball jumping as high as he could but missed by inches. The football flew into the old cemetery taking a few skips before landing on a unmarked grave. Mark looked over at the ball but hesitated standing at the entrance.
“Stop being a pussy, and get the ball” Prince yelled walking towards him.
“Nah man I don't do graveyards, you go in”
“If I go in, lunch is on you”
“Fuck that I don't have any money”
“so lets both go in”
The boys walked in the cemetery looking around as they went for the football, Prince let out a viscous bark dropping Mark to the ground as he began to laugh.
“That shit not funny, you know I hate cemeteries”
“What the fuck are they going to do, they're dead, just get the damn ball”
Mark runs over and grabs the football noticing the soft soil.
“Hey come here”
“What is it, you got the ball”
“Yeah but look, the ground it's soft”
“Yeah so”
“So why would the ground be soft, this cemetery been closed for years”
“Who the fuck cares let's just get out of here”
“Prince wait look”
Mark bends down examining what appears to be blood in the dirt.
“I think it's blood”
“Why would there be blood”
“I don't know but something's wrong, someone was in here”
“Listen I'm leaving”
“I'm dead serious the dirts soft and there's blood, I think someone is buried here”
“Of course it's a cemetery”
“No not like that, I live right up the street no ones been buried here for years, here take my phone call the cops”