Her Beef 7: Better Days

Chapter Twelve

                             Shakeya

At this point I had so many emotions and thoughts running through my mind. My sister had went home to check on my kids and get some sleep. I kept getting texts messages from an unknown number. My husband was two floors down in a hospital bed because I shot him and this bitch Keily had him beaten.

Des was fighting for her life and I felt powerless to the situation. This shit couldn't be part of God's plan for us. I could see some shit like this happening to me cause I have done so much shit in my life that I should have been dead for.

My phone kept ringing with a unknown  caller. I dont have time for this bullshit. I was stressed beyond belief. I wanted to murder that bitch Keily, but the cops were gonna guard that bitch with their life. I had bitches in the bing doing a bid, but I wanted to murk that bitch myself.

Kelly pregnant ass came rushing up to me.

"Has anything changed?" She asked me. I still wasn't over the fact that the bitch pulled a gun on me.

"Nah. She still in critical condition." I said real dryly so this bitch know off the rip ain't shit sweet bitch.

Kelly was about to say something when Detective Newman came up.

"Are they going to release my husband?" Kelly asked.

"Yeah. I took care of it he should be released in the next two hours." He said looking at me.

"Mrs. Santiago can I speak with you privately for a second?" He asked me.

I really wasn't in the mood for this bullshit. I was trying to contain the rage that was inside of me. I wanted everyone this bitch ever cared about dead. I got up and followed him near the elevators.

"I know what you did here tonight. None of you will be charged cause there is no proof, but I know a fake search and rescue when I see one." He said.

I just stared at him blankly not really worried about what he knew or didn't know. I was good until he said a name I hadn't heard in year's.

"Does the name Santino Jones ring any bells for you?" He asked.

My palms got super sweaty and my heart rate sped up. I wanted to kill Santino more than anyone ever in life. I trusted him and he hit me with the ultimate betrayal, not only that the nigga robbed me for over five mil.

"Can't say that it does detective." I said trying to mask my fury.

"Well word around the bureau is that he is here back in the states and he is looking for you." He said.

That was all the information that I needed. Now that I know Santino is here I will have that nigga six feet under soon.

"What is the news on your sister? Keily is being charged with attempted murder and if your sister in law dies it's a straight murder in the first degree." He said.

"She in critical condition. Look thank you for the information about the mister Jones guy, but I don't know him or have a clue why he would be looking for me." Said as I walked away.

I pulled out my other phone to text Rico. We were going to have to dip for a bit. I also reached out to my nigga Domino. He owed me a favorite for something I did for him. I was gonna need Lola for this mission.

"What the fuck was that about?" Kelly nosey ass asked.

"Look bitch we not in the same space we once were at this point. There is nothing you need to fucking say to me until you drop that fucking baby and can shoot the fade." I said to her before walking back to my corner to make my calls.

I had to much shit going through my mind. My bestfriend/sister is fighting to stay here. This nigga Santino was back looking for me there was gonna be more bloodshed in the streets than it was in Iraq.

"Wus good Key." Domino answered on the first ring.

"I need Lola's services and before you tell me she is out of the game I really need this. Santino is back." I said.

There was an eerie silence. I knew what he was thinking.

"Say no more. Meet us in two weeks in Miami." He said and hung up.

Desire I really need you to pull through this so that I can't leave to handle this shit if your still out of it.

I had to leave to protect my family from anymore heartache. I would have to handle Santino before he handled me.