India
I ran into the restroom real fast cuz I had to go bad! My grandma hasn't been speaking to me in a while, and I wanna make things right. Why haven't I? Well, my grandma is a tough heart to break. It's gone take day in and day out for her to realize that I didn't mean what I said. God's will, I pray she'll forgive me. We've both been through some deep sh!t. I know it's hard losing another son. A mother should never have to bury her child, or put them to rest. Sometimes, I can hear her crying at night. The only reason she cries at night, is because she tries to stay strong for us. It'd hard to stay strong when other people around you get weak. She's been crying w lot lately because tomorrow... is my daddy's funeral. As for me, I haven't shed one tear lately and I don't know Why. Is it because I've cried to much? I honestly think it's because when I go to the funeral, I'll be frozen. I wouldn't be able to say anything, I'll just looked shocked. I just pray tomorrow goes alright.
"Tyrone, you know you gotta help me pick out something to wear for tomorrow, "I said to him. We was at the house and he was sitting on his bed on his phone.
"Yo, I can't pick out dresses it's gone be...weird,"he said. I smacked my lips and rolled my eyes. I went through much closet and I picked out the perfect dress. It was an off white ducktail dress that had laces on the arms. I pulled it out and looked at it more closely. I had remembered when the first time I wore this dress.
"This is the same dress I wore when my Daddy took me and my sister to meet some people two months ago. He told me the reason Why we went was because of business...."I said with my Voice trailing off. Tyrone looked up from his phone and looked dead at me.
"Who did he meet up with? "he asked.
"There was four people. Two girls and two boys. They were black....,"I said.
"Can you try and remember their name? Or at least what they Look like. Ma that's some serious sh!t, "he said. I tried to remember...but I couldn't.
FLASHBACK
We walked inside this higher class restaurant up in Beverly Hills. It was a nice one two. There were mostly white people in here. I knew that all of them must've had some bandz in their wallet. My Daddy grabbed me and my sisters hand as we were seated at a table. There were four extra seats and I wondered who else was joining us.
"Daddy, who else is coming here? "Jazeera asked.
"I got some business to take Care of tonight. I just want you guys to know this....someone is going to show up with a blue suit on, remember their face. Stare directly in their faces and say to yourself, you'll only get caught if you try something stupid,"he said.
"OK,"we both said.
FLASHBACK OVER
"India are you OK!"Tyrone asked semi-yelling at me. I nodded my head and put my hand on my forehead. I looked at Tyrone and my heart began to pound.
"You'll only get caught if you do something stupid...,"I repeated to myself. Tyrone looked confused and anxious.
"Yo, what are you talking bout?"
"I knew who killed him. He had on a blue suit, his name was Bryant Luke but they called him Big L. He was like...the kingpin over seas or something. I don't know what he meant but, I know it's not something that I should want to know. He's weird, and he said to me and my sister that when he comes back into town, he had a 'special surprise' for us. Can you...can you like, tell me what he meant by that? "I said.
Tyrone stood from his seat and started pacing the floors. "Can I use your laptop right quick? "he asked me. I nodded my head and he went on the computer. I was dead confused as to what he was doing, but whatever it was it was making him even angrier. He typed something up and he slammed his fist against the desk. I jumped a little. "Sh!t man! "he yelled.
"What's going on? Is everything okay? "I asked worried. He stood up and he told me he had to make a phone call right quick. He went into the hallway and he closed my door behind him. I was left with unanswered questions, all I could do now was sit and wait.
Tyrone POV
I called up my buddy Roscoe so I could find some info. I knew one important piece of information about her dad that she didn't know about him. That was the drug business. Even though I dance and I am really not that mean, I still have a side that most people don't know about. Not even the dance group. Well, except for one but she quit long ago. Maybe about a month before India even came into the picture. Her name was Lizzy. Lizzy was a Mexican chick that could dance her a** off. Me and her had a lil friends wit benefits for at least a year, and that was until I met her pops. My enemy. The businesses enemy. India's Daddy's enemy. Big L.
He cut it off real quick. Hell, how was I supposed to know that her Daddy was like the Mafia over many countries over seas. He had all of Mexico, Japan, and China and even parts of Guyana. Everywhere he went, people already knew that, that man was not a dude you should shot rocks wit. He wasn't the dude you should make jokes about him and call him friend. He would only do the shoot or die, or ride or die. That was him. Ain't No type of feelings be runnin through his veins. Except for his baby girl. Lizzy. Everybody was afraid of him and I ain't gone front. That man is dirty and he got all these people sneakin up on you. If he want yo neck he gone everything in his power to get it. No questions asked. You got proof right here. India's Daddy is yo proof. He been trying to get ho's head ever since last year when her Daddy became kingpin in all over. Big L was pissed! I guess he felt like he brought him down a couple of notches. You can't mess wit Big L and that's on real.
"Yo Roscoe I found some good news, and bad news on Mr. K's murderer,"I spoke through the phone. That was what we called her Daddy.
"Sup T. All for real? Let me hear the good news first. I can't deal wit the bad right now,"he said through the phone.
"The good news, I found out who killed Mr. K. The bad news, I found out who killed Mr. K,"I said.
"Man....who did it? "
"Big L man. I had a talk wit his daughter India today. She told me about two months ago her Daddy took her and her sister out for dinner. Come to find out, she seen him. He told ha his name and everything. Her Daddy even told them to remember this saying. You only get caught if you so something stupid or some sh!t like that,"I spoke.
"Yeah but, how you know it was him? Like, we got to many enemies out there that would love to slice up some meat from our bones. How you all in, and we basically ain't even got enough proof? "he said.
"She said that Big L was all like, I got a special surprise when I come back in town- Look, keep an eye out for him. Tomorrow is Mr. K's funeral and, this sh!t can't he blown over some unleveled achievement. Big L is supposed to be at some big meeting on Sunday night in town. Tomorrow is Saturday and it's her daddy's funeral. I know he gone be there,"I said. There was a silence on the end of the phone and Roscoe signed.
"Look man....there's something I need to tell you."
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WAT Y'ALL THINK HAPPENED!?
I feel like Tyrone needs to take his time and actually know that it was Big L who did it.
What's gone pop off at the funeral? Read, comment and vote more please! Muh luh and respect to all! ✌
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My Daddy's Little Thug
Teen FictionThis is a story that happened 4 years ago. India Morgan Connell, is a 15 year old girl who experiences both lives of the ghetto, and wealth. Growing up with two other siblings is hard, but she loves them equally. She is closer to her dad than anyone...