Thug Noire

Chapter III

~CHAPTER 3~

I stared at Iryka for a few seconds to see if she was playing with me but I couldn't tell because she just say there smiling at me.

"Ny, Nyree?" I asked, "Nyree Carter?"

"Yep girl, yo man Nyree. Mony and all the rest of them, in the backyard playing cards," she said while patting her hair.

Rolling my eyes and standing up, I said, "He's not my man."

"Where you going?" Iryka asked following me when she saw me heading to the door.

"I'm going to go speak to Mony," I said walking in the house.

"Ok, imma come wit cha so I can flirt with his fione ass,"Iryka said licking her lips.

Shaking my head, I said, "Maybe you two should hook up already instead of just flirting all the time."

"Girl it's nothing but harmless flirting,"Iryka said with a wave with her hand.

"Yea ok," was all I said as we walked through the kitchen. On the way out the back door to the yard, I spot one of Mony's guns sitting on the table. I told Iryka to hold on and picked up the weapon. I ran my one of my manicured fingers against the engraved M on the butt of the gun before tucking it in the waistband of my jogging suit.

We stepped out into the yard, and it looked like a family reunion. A few of my uncles were on the grill, little cousins, nieces and nephews were either in the pool or running around. I saw my great aunts in the shade, probably over there gossiping. In the far back, near the fence, was where most of the men were playing football.

"There they go," iryka said pointing pass the men playing football.

It took awhile before I even made it over to Mony because I went around talking to other family members that I didn't see in the house. We walked over to the cards table they had set up outside and I saw Mony, Derek, Malik, James, Kamal and Nyree. I ignored all of them and stood behind Mony and covered his eyes.

"Guess who?" I asked

"I ain't doing shit, so get yo hands from around my eyes before I put a few bullets in yo head," Mony said threatening.

Not at all phased, I uncover his eyes and slapped him hard on the back of his neck.

"What the fuck!" Mony yelled reaching in his waistband for his gun.

When he looked up and saw me standing there, his face broke out into one of his grins. "Looking for this?" I asked, pulling his gun from behind my back, I made sure the safety was on before I started twirling it on my finger.

When Mony stood up and came towards me, I said, "Now you know if ma would've seen that gun , she would've kicked your ass and what if one of the kids got to it." I said with my hand on my hip.

Mony ignored me, took the gun from my hands, and threw it on the cards table messing up their game.

"Man, what the fuck wrong wit-," Kamal started but stopped when he saw me.

"I see you've been taking care of yourself baby cuz," I said looking Mony over.

Mony was dressed in a wife beater, timberlands, and Levi jeans that hung too low.

"You could've at least put on a noemal shirt," Iryka said, "all these teenage gurls out hea." She finished rolling her eyes.

Mony looked at Iryka and gave her one if his smirks, showing his dimples that I've seen plenty girls fall for.

"You know I only got eyes for you," Mony said with a wink before licking his lips.

I look over and see desire pass through Iryka eyes before she pushes him away and walks off.