chapter 13

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Keisha pov

"wassup dez" I say seductively while walking towards him "what the fuck you doing at my house Keisha" "what? You're not happy to see me" "hell nah if you weren't a woman i'd shoot your ass" "that's no way to talk to your Childs mother" "bitch you're really pushing it" he says with his jaw tightly clenching, inching closer to me. "dez I'm really here because I have info for you" "what could you possibly have to tell me that I may actually wanna hear?" "weeeellll" "well what, spit it out and you got a good five seconds to do so before I get in my car and ride the fuck off and I can't promise that I won't bump your ass on my way out" "this nigga that just got outta prison named ace... he wants y'all gone" "that's pretty fucking obvious he damn near killed my brother, anything else cause that ain't nothing I don't already know" "you may wanna call a meeting for this shit big fella cause he wants blood starting from the inside out" "fuck" he yells pulling out his phone.

Dez pov

I pull out my phone and dial calis number putting it on speaker to be sure that Keisha hears her "wassup big daddy" she answers cheerfully "aye baby just want you to know I got some business to handle and I may be unreachable for a bit" "uhm what kinda business, should I be worried" "neva that ma, I got me but if anything happens to me I want you to look for a bitch named Keisha Radcliff and kill her ass" "no questions" she says back meaning that's already understood "I love you lil mama" "love you more big daddy" she says hanging up. I turn my attention back to Keisha who's snarling and rolling her eyes "so where we meeting at" "your spot duh" "girl do you really think I'm dumb enough to show you where my shit at, you must done lost your rabbit ass mind" "I'm helping you, remember that" "you could also be tryna set a nigga up so it needs to be a public place with a private room" "juniors strip club" "for a meeting Keisha" "he has a conference room that cancels out noise and you know he ain't gonna let no niggas run in on you, its private and secure" "bet meet us there in forty-five minutes" "ok I can do that" she says walking to her car.

I throw my bags in the backseat of my car and head back inside "jay" I yell towards the stairs "what nigga" he yells back "aye come down here for a minute, hurry up" jay comes jogging down the steps "nigga why are you still here" "man you won't guess who was just standing in our driveway" "you right considering the fact that there's a code on our shit... do I need to shoot the security nigga" "nah she has the code, we just need to change it" "who is it nigga" "Keisha" "Keisha, Keisha... your ex Keisha" "yea man" "and you ain't blow that hoe to pieces" "she's a mother man" "lil nigga ain't yours tho" I just shake my head at him... this nigga has no conscience at all "man she got intel for us" "nah, ion trust that hoe" "ion know man I think we need to hear this shit, meeting at juniors in 45" "the strip club? You unprofessional bastard" "shut up, its neutral grounds"

Keisha pov

So this nigga got a new bitch huh, i'm just gonna have to get rid of her after they take care of ace. After all this time dezmond is still fine af mmm. I pull out my vibrating phone and ignore aces call for the 3rd time, i got the perfect idea of when i should actually answer his call.

Amy pov

Jay walks into the room and goes straight to the closet "where you goin babe" "i got business to tend to in dallas" "what kinda business" "come on babe, don't ask don't tell" "i want my belly rubbed" i say poking my lip out and pouting "bae i promise when i get back imma rub your belly, your feet, all that, whatever you want" "ok" i simply reply pulling out my phone to text cali

Me: wya, wyd

Cali: at my parents place, coolin

Me: can i come thru

Cali: what typa damn question is that

Me: you right, omw

Cali: iight see you in a bit

"Baby can you drop me off at calis since you going to dallas anyway" "babe take the car, ion know how long imma be" "which one" "it don't matter babe, you know that"

I open the nightstand draw and decide to take the audi cause i'm damn sure not driving that big ass hummer and nights like this i know he taking his challenger, i know this man like i know myself. Grabbing my FL state windbreaker and beanie i head down the stairs and into the garage.

Once i pull up to calis house i call to let her know i'm outside and she meets me at the front door; she takes one good look at me and bursts out laughing, in turn i give her a confused look "bitch what you laughing at" "giiiiirl you look miserable as fuck" i mimic her "yea yea and my misery needs company so let me in" she steps aside allowing me to walk into the house and we both walk slowly up the stairs. "I'm hungry, what you got ta eat" "bitch you always hungry" "nu uuh" "like hell, ma cooked some seafood tho" "the works?" "yup" "oowww fix me some please cals" "girl you know imma feed you an my god baby" she says going back down the steps and i continue walking to her room.

Dez pov

I pull up to juniors, already ready to get this fucking night over with. I walk in and not towards junior whos in his usual spot behind the bar. "She back there" he says pointing towards the back "preciate it". I walk into the conference room where keisha is getting a lap dance from some ugly ass bitch "aye hoe you gotta get out" she snaps her neck back scowling at me before keisha grabs her by the jaw, whispers something in her ear, and sticks a hundred dollar bill in her titties... the female walks out shooting me a bird on her way out. Jay walks in as the stripper walks out, he looks back at her pointing "whos that ugly bitch" "you just answered your own question bruh, she just some ugly bitch". Jay sits across from me and we both look at keisha "were waiting on one more person she says noticing our stares" "aw hell nah, i knew this hoe was on some creep shit" jay yells pulling out his 40 "not at all, but yall gone fold after this one so prepare yourselves... but while we wait i may as well get started" she speaks as if she has the most unbelievable news. "As you both already know, ace is outta prison and he wants texas" "tell that nigga get in line" jay snarls. "He's trying to take you guys out and he would have had i not decided to intervene" "how tf you figure that" "because you have a rat" "a what?" "a fucking rat, someone in your circle is feeding him information" "who" jay asks with death in his eyes, and i know that look, somebody gone die a painful death "he'll be here shortly, so the way i see it, yall get rid of the mole, i'll continue to play my part with ace and let yall know wassup then when the time is right yall take his ass out" "what's in it for you" "we have a common enemy, and speak of the devil" she says answering her ringing phone and putting it on speaker "hello" "aye man where you been all day, i been blowing yo shit up" "i know and i've been ignoring you all day, trying to enjoy a day alone... im at the damn spa man" "man get your ass here now, we got shit to discuss" "like what" "like the fact that these niggas took out two of my best shooters and i want them gone asap" "i'll be there in about an hour and a half" "hurry up keisha" "kiss asia for me" she says before hanging up. "So like i said the nigga wants ya'll dead" as shes saying that the door opens and dre walks in.

Hello dre keisha addresses him by name "damn bruh" jay says resting his head in his hands "and this gentlemen is your rat" she says before walking out. "Why man" i say glaring at him "we treated you like a brother" and before he could say a word jay aims his gun and shoots him in the head without even looking, with a solo tear rolling down his cheek.


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