H•A•K•E•E•M
I walked through the door with the Starbucks and McDonald's in my hand. Mama confronted me.
She furrowed her eyebrows, "Boy I called you 5 times. What the hell going on wit you?"
I pulled my phone out my pocket, "My phone didn't go off." I shrugged.
She took the starbucks out my hand, "Your friend is in there going crazy calm him down before I show him Aries. He is not seeing him till he chills out." She whisper yelled.
I sighed and made my way to the living room, "Yo what's goin on? You good?"
He looked at me with red eyes, "Bruh I can't think straight. I just want my son." He put his face in his hands.
"If you can't think straight that's one reason why you ain't ready to see him right now."
"How the fuck can I think straight? My son was just kidnapped and taken from me."
"That boy wasn't kidnapped Tyler brought him here."
"He's here?"
I facepalmed myself, "No shit nigga, Why you even show up if you ain't know?" I leaned on the wall.
"I-I don't know. I thought you would know where he was." He was silent for a minute.
It wasn't like Chris to be quiet. The nigga was always talking.
I squinted my eyes, "What you got on yo mind?"
"Tina..." he looked at the floor.
"Tina what? If you say she a hoe I been knew."
He waved me off, "If they tell Tina what happened to me... if they tell her everything that's going on, she'll get Aries back."
"You needa tell yo people the truth about her."
D•Y•N•A•S•T•Y
My eyes fluttered open. I lifted my head off the sticky tile. I didn't remember much from last night.
If anything they must've drugged me. Light shined in from the window above me. I looked around realizing I was in a restroom.
I stood up discovering I was naked, and a condom wrapper was on my boob I flicked it off.
I picked up my clothes that laid scattered along the floor. This was nothing new for me. I've woken up in various places either fully or half naked.
I walked out of the restroom into what looked to be an abandoned townhome. All the lights were on though.
I dug in my pocket and pulled out a 20 dollar bill. I sighed and folded it up stuffing it back into my pocket.
I sat on the floor of the townhome. I looked around the floors were dusty and the walls had graffiti on them.
Of course the house rank of cigarettes. I stared at a sticky note that was on the floor. I crawled towards it and picked it up.
"Appreciate the good time mami. Some money for the troubles." On the back of it was a 100 dollar bill.
I stuffed it in my bra and walked out. It was time to run away. I already had a stash of money but it was in the house.
Getting in and out undiscovered was the hardest part. My brother stayed watching TV in the living room where the front door was.
T•Y•L•E•R
"Bruh how long we gon sit out here? Ain't nobody coming out that hoe!" I complained.
Menace turned to me, "Y'all amateur niggas is annoying. Just shut the fuck and look." He looked out the window with a pair of binoculars.
I reclined the seat back. We were doing this steak out shit outside this townhome for hours. I was hungry and had to pee.
"Didn't you say Dynasty lives here?" She asked.
"If so this will be remarkable" he snickered.
"Ha! Remarkable." The other followed.
Dynasty wasn't texting me back at all. I think she was scared of me. She ain't wanna be with no thug like me.
"Yo! It's that girl walking to the crib." He hit me in my chest.
"Okay. The fuck is that gon help wit hitting me and shit."
"You gotta nap somebody. Go get her. Practice."
I sat up immediately and looked at the girl, seeing it was Dynasty, "Naw bruh."
"Yes bruh she ain't even text you back." he retorted.
"Yeah, she don't even want yo ass." He agreed.
"I think you should just ask her to get in not manhandle her." She defended.
"What you mean 'naw bruh.' You gotta do what I tell yo ass to do or Zain gon cap yo ass."
"You being lazy you just don't wanna do it yourself. Matter fact how bout we just go in the house, and get the nigga we looking for."
"You stalling. The rope in the trunk." He unlocked the doors. "Get the fuck out."
"You doing this shit in broad day light. You gon get us caught up."
"Nigga. Get out." He said annoyed.
"Naw I ain't doing that shit to her."
"Bruh, I know you ain't catch no feelings for that hoe. Yo job was to get intel bout her brother. Not fall for her."
"Ion got feelings for that girl bruh."
"You don't..." He took a gun from the under the seat. "Kill her then." He passed it to me.
I chuckled, "Man I ain't—"
"Put yo mask on. I'll get the body when you done." He looked out the window. "All this back and forth wit yo ass and she already went in the house."
"How about we do the thing where we just break in and get him?"
"How about we do the thing where you shut the fuck up and get out when she leave out?"
"How about we kill him? You can't let him talk to you like this."He argued.
"Plan C." He announced.
"How about we just not kill anybody? Just go home with no blood on our hands." She pleaded.
"There she go. Crawling out the side window." He said with excitement.
I looked around and put the mask on. I sighed before getting out the car.
You gotta do what you gotta do.
Shots fired.
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