Page 11 of Walk Thru The Fire

“Stacks,” he called out, his voice full of worry.

“Wassup, homie?”

“Can you come here with us? Please?” When I heard him sniffle, I hung my head because this kid was pulling at my heartstrings. As bad as I wanted to say fuck his mama and daddy, I couldn’t say fuck him. He was innocent in all this shit.

“I’m on my way,” was all I said before he gave the phone back to Mrs. Janice. After she told me what hospital they were at, I hung up after telling her I’d be there later.

I threw phone beside me and closed my eyes again. A part of me was relieved that Kasha was okay, but the other part of me was saying fuck her like she said fuck me. I couldn’t do that to my lil’ homie, though.

“You okay?” Rein’s soft voice brought me out of my trance. I opened them and she was staring at me.

Sighing dejectedly, I responded. “Yeah, I’m straight. I got some shit I gotta handle, though.” I started to get up, pulling my shorts up in the process.

“You need me to come with you?” she asked innocently.

“Nah. I’ll get up with you.” I headed toward the door to let her out. I needed her to hurry up and bounce so I could jump in the shower and hit the road. I was glad when she didn’t fight me on the shit because I would hate to act like Buck in this bitch, but I would. As soon as I saw her get on her bike and leave, I closed the door and trekked back to the couch and picked up my phone.

“Yo?” Buck answered.

“Where you at?” I was walking upstairs to my room as I spoke.

“Vault. Wassup?”

I explained to him the call I got from Kasha’s mama. I was on the verge of tearing some shit up, but I tried to keep a level head.

“So, what you gone do?” he asked.

“Jace asked me to come, so I’m about to hop in the shower and head out.”

“Aight. Let me get these muthafuckas in line and go tell Goldie what’s up. I’ll meet you at your spot in about an hour.”

“I’on need you to do all that. You’on need to leave Goldie and Benny.”

“I wasn’t asking, nigga. James got them until I get back,” he fussed. “I’ll be there in a few and if you leave before I get there, you gone be sharing a room with Kasha.” His stupid ass hung up before I could respond. All I could do was shake my head because I didn’t feel like dealing with his bullshit tonight if I left before I got here. He just better be here before I’m done, or I was leaving any fuckin’ way.

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Chapter Seven

Gator

“Fuck!” I started pacing as I looked at Kasha passed out on the floor. She mentioned a while back she needed her medicine, but I didn’t think it was that serious. I knew I had to get her and Jace out of here. I couldn’t risk her dying on me.

“Bull!” I yelled for my brother to come help me. “Bull!” I stopped pacing and went over to Kasha to check her pulse. She still had one, so I still had time to get her to a hospital.

“The fuck you yel—the fuck happen in here?” His eyes darted between me, Kasha and Jace.

“She passed out. She’s diabetic. I gotta get her to the hospital.”

“She’s diabetic? Nigga, the fuck wrong with you?”

“Listen, I’on wanna hear that shit right now. Grab him and come on.” I was fuming at the fact he was questioning me. Now wasn’t the fucking time.

I scooped Kasha up and watched as my brother grab Jace by the back of his neck and walk him to the garage where the car was parked.

“Call that bitch you fuckin’ with and have her meet us at the hospital. We gone drop them off and get the fuck on.” I got in the back with Kasha while Jace got up front with Bull.

“I can’t wait until Stacks finds you and kills you, then he can be my daddy,” his bad ass said.

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