Damaged

4.

Christian POV

"Fuck. Deeper. Suck it harder I'm bout to cum." Grabbing the back of her head I push her down further and let my kids flow down her throat. It was alright. I got bored halfway through. After I finished I pushed her off me and pulled up my pants. She bit her lip and me only making me roll my eyes. Gabby was one of the trap girls. Meaning she was down to fuck any and everybody. She likes to go around telling people I'm her boyfriend last time she said that shit I pistol whipped her. I don't play those cuffing games.

"You like that babe?" I hated when bitches asked me that it's like they need to know that they head isn't weak. Shaking my head I look at her.

"No confidence." I walked past her towards my apartment door. Opening it I point to her. "Get the fuck out."

She looked at me confused. "Really Chris?"

"Yes Gabby. What the fuck you mean really? You know what's up."

"You cant be serious! Why do you treat me like this?" She yelled.

"Man go on with that get the fuck out my crib, 'fore we got an issue."

"Fuck you!" she yelled walking out.

Poking my in the hallway. "You was only good for the head and even that shit was kinda weak"

I turn to walk back in. I stop hearing Island door open. She looked good dressed in grey leggings and a yellow crop top.

"Where you goin baby?"

"Don't start with me today I'm not in the mood."

"Shawty you never in the mood" I smirked. Her face got all twisted like she was in pain or something. She put her phone to her ear. I heard the call get sent to voicemail. "Island you aight?"
"Don't fucking talk to me right now. Just call your fucking brother."

Not wanting to fight I dial Black's number. It rang and I gave her the phone.

"You told Benny I was locked up! You're fucking dead!" She threw my phone at me walking to the elevator.

Truthfully I really don't care why she wants to kill Black. He probably deserves it. I walk back in my place and called him back.

"Nigga why you gave her the phone?!" He yelled.

"Hello to you too. What you do to her anyway?"

"Benny over heard me talking bout her going to jail. I guess he told her he knew."

"I thought she didn't want him to know?" I haven't known Island for long but she seems like the family type.

"Oh well. But I'm not gonna be home when she get here."

"Running?" I laugh. "Pussy ass nigga."

"Look I'm not running I got business in Philly. Just don't tell her."

Now he really got me thinking that something is going on with them.

"You sure ya door was never opened?"

"If you wanna fuck just fuck. She ain't nothing but a worker."

"Yeah whatever." I don't know why but I felt myself getting upset. I hung up the phone. Rolling up a blunt I lay on the couch. I thought bout heading to the trap but I don't feel like dealing with nobody today.

I started thinking about my life before Black brought me into the life. I lived in Virginia with my mom. Black and our mom don't talk anymore. I was a barber. I liked what I did. The only reason I moved was because my mom's boyfriend was beating her. I shot him but she threatened to call the police if I ever came back. I haven't spoken to her in four years. I always thought I should call.

Buzz Buzz Buzz. My intercom rang. I'm pretty sure I told Gabby to take her ass home.

"Yo." I spoke into the intercom.

"Mr. Harris. I'm so sorry to disturb you but your friend Ms. Brewster seems to be having a mental breakdown in the parking lot." The doorman said sounding nervous

"What makes you say that?"

"Well sir... she... umm...she broke the windows on her car."

I jumped off the couch. "What the fuck you mean she broke her fucking car windows?!" I yelled. This bitch is crazy, like full blown out of her damn mind. "I'm coming down."

I throw on my Jordan slides and ran to the elevator. When I get to the garage I see Island in the ground crying holding her bleeding hand. I sat next to her. Damn she punched out her windows.

"All I ever wanted to do was protect him. He was never supposed to know where I really was." She whispered. "He's mad at me now. Says all I do is lie to him... Last time I seen him he was five. Five." She laughed.

"I'm sorry." Was all I could say.

"Benjamin told me Black brought you around. He said he liked spending time with you. It made him feel like I wasn't gone."

"Benny is a great kid. Really smart." I smiled at her. "You should go to the hospital."

She looked at me like I'm stupid. "I've been shot before and don't go to the doctor. I can set my own hand back."

What couldn't she do. She was literally everything.

"I need you to give me a ride to meet my connect. It's this Fancy Restaurant downtown. I don't know the name but I know what it looks like."

"What about your hand?"

"Obviously I'm going to fix it first."

It took her about and hour to get ready. Her cast was on her arm perfect. Like a fucking actually doctor would be surprised.
"How you learn to do that ?"
"I was an EMT."
"I thought you got locked up when you were 18?"
"EMT start at 16."
She started getting aggravated so I shut up.
Island gave me directions. When we finally got to the spot I unbuckled my seat belt.

"What are you doing? You are not coming in." She said checking her hair.

"And why the fuck not?"

"Because Rico don't play with new people. You don't sit at his table unless he invites you."

"And he invited you?"

"Don't be stupid. I invite myself." She hopped out the car only for these two huge ass dudes to work her inside.

Island POV

"Rico ¿cómo has estado?" (Rico how have you been)I asked sitting at his table.

"Solo. Mi mejor cliente estuvo encerrado por seis años. Por cierto, te ves Hermosa." (Lonely. My best client was locked up for five years. You look beautiful by the way.) He paused. "Si no te importa que te pregunte... ¿Qué te pasó en la mano?" (If you don't mind me asking... What happened to your hand?) He asked rubbing my cast.

"Me importa. Y no tengo todo el día así que hablemos de negocios." (I mind. And I don't have all day so lets talk business.) I hissed snatching my hand off the table.

"Sí, supongo que quieres lo usual" (Yes, yes I'm guessing you want the usual).

"No quiero más." (No I want more).

"Estás loco, cariño. Acabas de salir de prisión. " (You are crazy sweetheart. You just got out of prison.)

I smile at him and drink the wine in my glass. Looking at Rico I signal for him to come closer. I whisper into his ear. "Keep play games with me Rico. Give me what I want or we are done here... For good."

He smiled at me. "Always ruining the fun. How's double?" I gave him a thumbs up. He waves his hand and one of his man left and came back with two duffle bags.

"Everything is there. 30 kilos."

"How much?"

"Free. Think of it as a gift or keeping that pretty mouth closed. My father appreciated it." He kissed my cheek and his guards walked me to the car.

"What's in the bag?" Pretty boy asked.

I looked at him and said "Money. My father didn't want you to have it rough when you got out."
"Appreciate it Rico."