Natalie & King

Ch.19

Kohle

"Nigga, where the fuck are we? I told you I had to be back before twelve and you said you got me!" I punched the dashboard but my frustration level didn't change. I was a ragin' bull.

"Bruh chill out, my bad it's after twelve but I needed you to come with me." Tay spoke with a lit cigarette in between his lips. I wanted to choke the smirk off his face. Natalie was gon' kill me, if Bay didn't do it first.

I looked at the clock on the dashboard and groaned. It was almost 6pm and we were hours away from Colorado's state line. I should have known Tay had something up his sleeve when he gave me a bag with another 20 grand. Instead of questionin' it, I got in the car with him and we jumped on the highway right away. Now, hours later, I felt sick to my stomach and couldn't stop lookin' over my shoulder. My phone died almost twenty minutes after bein' in the car because I forgot to charge it last night. I knew both Natalie and Bay'Zell were waitin' to tear my head off.

"Nigga it's gon be good. You got my word." As Tay finished talkin', I watched his eyes. He seemed nervous even though he tried to keep calm. Where were we goin'? We turned on to a back road and kept straight for 45 more minutes. By then, I didn't have any more patience. I couldn't get thoughts of Natalie, Bay and King to calm down. I wanted to be there when Natalie found out the sex of our baby. I wanted to share the excitement but instead, I was in the passenger seat with a heavy heart, over 50 miles away. Suddenly, Tay stopped the car. I looked around at the unfamiliar trees and noticed how we were surrounded by woods. My stomach turned. A second later, Tay's pistol was pointin' at my head.

"The fuck you doin' nigga?" I kept my eyes on him even though my heart was beatin' hard enough to knock the gun from his hands. There was a serious look on his face like he had already made up his mind to shoot me.

"Who you tell bout us poppin' Lamar?" his hand shook and sweat was formin' on his forehead. Who would I tell? I was confused but not enough not to notice the hesitation before Tay turned the safety off.

"I didn't tell anybody. Who would I tell? The fuck is wrong with you Tay?"

"You got cops ridin' thru my spot questionin' Mariah and shit, now she ain't fuckin' with me. So tell me who you the fuck you told!" spit flew from his mouth as he finished screamin'. His face was turnin' a deep shade of red.

Suddenly I knew I was gon' die. Tay didn't know a life without Mariah and if she really did leave him, I was scared that maybe he wasn't lyin' all those times he said he'd rather die than live without her. My stomach twisted violently.

"I swear to God I didn't tell nobody nigga, damn! Now get that shit out my face."

"Mariah knows I did it. She told the boys she had a feelin' I was hidin' somethin' from her man. She told me to get out and not to come back cause they was gon' be back lookin' for me. She gave 'em yo name too. Bruh she don't fuckin' want me no more," for the first time, Tay broke down and cried with the gun in his lap. Fat tears slid down his face and I didn't know what I was supposed to do.

"Maybe it's just for right now."

"Nah. The last body I copped, she told me she'd leave if it happened again. But...we had to get that nigga, you know?" he cried harder, his whole body tremblin'. "I love her bro," A lump formed in my throat. Tay rested his head on the window and kept cryin' until the only thing that came out of his mouth was Mariah's name. If this is what heartbreak looked like, I never wanted to experience it.