Page 79 of What You Do To Me
Looking at him with heightened brows, he shrugged. “Bitch couldn’t ride no dick anyway.”
I laughed and put my attention on Noah, who looked equally as terrified as my bitch ass brother-in-law. “Nigga what the fuck you looking all scared for? You with us.”
He straightened his posture and fixed his clothes. “It just surprised me, that’s all.”
Shad and I laughed in unison. This muhfucka was scared as fuck. I told the nigga to stay his ass at home with the women, but he swears he can hang. Noah’s cries made me get back to business at hand.
“Nigga what the fuck is yo’ ass crying for? I can’t deal with all this estrogen. I got enough of this shit at home.”
“I wasn’t trying to hurt her. I just wanted to have a conversation with her, without anyone interrupting us.”
I lifted my gun and fired a shot into his knee. “Fuck you need to be having uninterrupted conversation with my bitch for? When she ghosted yo’ punk ass that was the end.”
“I swear to God I just wanted to let her know what type of danger you guys were facing.”
I sucked my teeth. “Nigga please. I knew from the jump that you wanted to fuck her, but after she put that pussy on me, she made me promise to leave you alone. And like a sucka nigga I did.”
“Man, can you kill this nigga so we can go? Don’t nobody wanna listen to his ass crying and shit,” Shad complained.
“I’m ‘bout to nigga, shut the fuck up,” I snapped and lifted my gun again in Noah’s direction. “Where is RJ?”
“Please don’t do this,” he begged.
“Nigga die with some dignity. Where the fuck is he at?”
He sat there and cried just as hard as Lae little ass be crying when she don’t get her way. Shit disgusted me to see a grown man carry on like this. With my gun still trained on him I turned my attention to Darren.
“What’s the nigga baby mama and kid name?”
“Um, Porsche and Mercedes.”
When my eyes met with Noah’s again, his were the size of golf balls. “Need I say more? Get to talking.”
He gave us all the details about where he was now and his plans for later. I recently discovered that he had linked with that snake bitch Sierra and Nia’s hoe ass boyfriend. When that text came through on Noah’s phone, I knew it was Si’s number. It had been many of nights the same number blew my line down because she was tryna keep tabs on a nigga, so I recognized it immediately. I had plans for that bitch though. I was going to make both Si’ and Nia die a slow and painful death for thinking they could play with me, but I decided to let Tiomi’s lil’ plan for Nia rock. They fucked shorty up good that night, too. Bitchwheelchair bound and has one finger on each of her hands. Bet her hoe ass won’t steal from no fuckin’ body else.
“Listen, Jawan,” Noah began, and I silenced him wit’ a bullet to the head. He was about to start that begging shit again and I didn’t want to hear it.
“About time,” Shad said. “Now can we fuckin’ go? Darren bitch ass look like he ‘bout to pass out.”
Sure enough, when I looked on the opposite side of me, he was sweating, and his face was red as hell. I snatched him by his shirt and shoved him towards the door, “Let's go bruh, you still driving so you need to tighten the fuck up.”
Pussy ass nigga.
After Darren finally got his life together enough to get us home, I hopped out at Shad’s house. I brought my Vette over here earlier because we had plans that I knew Tiomi would interrupt if I went back to the house.
“You guys sure you don’t need me to come along? I don’t like the thought of both of you hot heads being there alone,” Darren admitted.
“Nigga quit actin' like a bitch, we good.” I turned my nose up.
“Fuck yo’ scary ass gone do anyway?”
“Fine. Just call me if you need me.”
“Darren get yo’ gay ass out my yard man,” Shad snapped.
We hopped in my whip and headed to our next destination to kill two birds with one stone, literally. No matter what the situation was and how much time had passed, one thing was for sure, she couldn’t resist me. The bitch couldn’t resist money either, though. She didn’t want to work for the bread, so she’d do anything to get it. Hence the reason she was had teamed up with RJ.
It didn’t register to me the night that I got shot that she had texted my phone quicker than the news had circulated. Yeah, I was sure that word was out that there was a shooting in frontof my shop, but I made sure my name was never mentioned. It didn’t dawn on me until after the bitch had left my shop after arguing with Nia. According to everything that Noah told me, RJ hit all of them up with promises of a payday and a seat in my empire. Some shit he hadn’t worked a day for in his life, he promised to these four bozo’s. It took us like twenty minutes to get to Sierra’s crib. Bitch still live in the same run-down ass apartment she been living in since we were kids. The couch was straight in there because there was no way I was gone let her suck me up on no raggedy shit.
