Hated by Many, Loved by None 3 (2 page)

I don
’t know why I felt the need to protect him after he had shot me over that bitch Rain. In the back of my mind, I knew that all of this shit had been my fault. He had only been in this situation due to the fact that my ex-best friend was a fucking lunatic and so was my ex-husband. If he had never met me, none of this would have happened to him.

“
Why are you protecting this man, Jahzara? What is it about these thugs that you love so much? I don’t understand you. You’ve almost died. Those doctors said that those bullets were inches away from your heart and that you lost so much blood that they had to give you a transfusion. Doesn’t that scare you? Have you not had enough? You want to protect the very man that shot you?” my mother Evelyn asked with her arms draped casually across her chest.

I
did my best to turn to my side so that I could give her my back. She didn’t understand anything, and there was no use in explaining it to her. No matter how many times I told her that Imran was innocent and that he ’didn’t deserve to go down for this shit, she would find a thousand reasons why he should.

I was done talking to her and trying to communicate that shit. She needed to leave me the fuck alone and I wish
ed my daddy would take her bourgeois ass home.

I adjusted the IV in my arm, and pressed down on the button that would allow more medicine to flow through the tubes and into my veins. I was hurting so bad. Physically and emotionally.

I had heard Imran and Rain that evening in the hotel room having sex. It was part of the reason why I wanted to kill that bitch. I couldn’t believe he had done me like that. He knew that I was just on the other side of the door and could hear everything going on. I guess I didn’t have anyone to blame but myself though. I was the one stringing him along while I ran back and forth between him and Quin. I couldn’t help the fact that I was confused though, but I did my best to be honest with him about that.

“
James, you need to talk to your daughter. I will not have this foolishness if she plans on coming back home with us. You got all these crazy fools sitting outside of our home, coming in our home shooting and carrying on. This is absolutely ridiculous. She needs to get her life together, and James you need to talk to her.”

“
Evelyn, will you shut up?! Damn, the girl was just shot and I’m sure she is in a tremendous amount of pain. Can we just praise God and be thankful that our daughter is okay? We will worry about the rest later,” my father said.

Inwardly, I cracked up. Thank God somebody told her ass to hush.
She’d been going on and on since before the detectives arrived. She almost made me wish that I had been in a damn coma so I didn’t have to hear her mouth.

“
I’m not coming back to your home, so you don’t have to worry about that mama,” I finally said to her.

I didn
’t know where I was gonna go, but I did know that I wanted to get the fuck out of Dallas. This city had done me dirty, and I had no reason to stay here any longer. My girl Tomeka was gone. Honey was dead, and so was Quin. The people I loved were all gone and the one person that was left in this world that I cared about was Imran and I didn’t know where he and I stood at this point. He’d hurt me and he’d shot me, but I still had a tiny ounce of feelings for him.

I was gonna do what I could to help him fight these charges, but after that, I was leaving and never looking back.

I wonder if my mama would feel the same way about everything if they knew I was the one that killed Honey and tried to kill Rain. She needed to just chill out and leave me the hell alone.

“Yes! Yes! Yes” I cheered throwing my hands up in the air and jumping up and down.

I looked at the contents of the safe and
practically creamed my panties. There had to be over a hundred thousand dollars there, along with a few kilos of pure uncut cocaine.

“
Bout to call up Chino right now and tell him to come get his fuckin’ paper so he can leave me the fuck alone. And then me and you are gonna celebrate and gonna come the fuck up like I’ve been talking about. Baby, it’s enough money in here for us to give Chino his money, re-up, and then take over fucking Maryland.

Shit, I might try to get in contact with the connect myself instead of going through Chino
’s ass. He be on some bullshit anyway; tryna charge a nigga interest and taxes and shit. Who the fuck charges taxes on drugs baby?” Yurie said, but I wasn’t listening to him.

The smile that was on my face was one of purse satisfaction. I walked over to the nightstand next to the bed and grabbed a cigarette and a lighter. I put fire to the tip and took in a deep toke allowing the smoke to fill my lungs. The palm of my hands tingled and the sight of the money caused a high unlike anything I had ever felt before.
Not even drugs could get me this high. I blew out a cloud of smoke and looked at the pistol that sat in the middle of the bed.

“
Yea baby, we bout to take over the fucking world,” I said and nodded my head. “Put that shit in a duffle and let’s get up with Chino.”

“
Yep, yep, let’s do the damn thing,” Yurie said as he started removing the money from the safe.

POW!
Smoke seeped from the back of Yurie’s head upon impact of the bullet that shattered the bones from his skull and splattered his brain matter everywhere. I wiped my prints off of the pistol and tossed it to the floor as Yurie dropped to the floor. I began to empty the contents of the safe out myself. I grabbed every dollar that was on the inside along with the cocaine and stuffed it inside of the duffle bag. I was thankful for Yurie and his assistance that he provided in order for me to pull this off, but I no longer needed him. He would only be in the way and I needed no one around who would try to fuck up this plan.

After successfully putting everything inside of the bag, I pulled it over my shoulder, and walked over to the hotel room door. I pulled the door open and looked around before stepping on the outside. I didn
’t see anyone so I walked out, closed the door behind me, and walked down the sidewalk.

Once I had made it out of the hotel
’s parking lot, I crossed the street and headed in the direction of a Waffle House where I would use the phone to call my ride. I had too much to gain from the money that was in this bag and couldn’t risk it by putting it into the hands of a petty hustler like Yurie. He had been pushing weight since the first day I had met him a few years ago and the nigga still hadn’t come up. I was used to fucking with niggas that had boss status in the streets and Yurie was just not that dude. Sometimes sacrifices had to be made in order to make it to the top. Unfortunately for Yurie, he was a sacrifice.

Pulling out my cell phone, I pressed down on the last number I
’d called in the past hour and pressed the phone against my ear.

“
What up babe? What’s good on that end?” Chino said into my ear.

“
I got it. Yurie got the safe open finally and that bitch looked real healthy on the inside. I’m talking about it’s enough to put you back on top, daddy,” I cooed in Chino’s ear as I made my way inside of the Waffle House.

“
Shit, don’t be fucking with a nigga. That bitch looking that good,” he said in his deep, sexy, Southern accent.

“
Oh baby, you know your girl wouldn’t lie to you. I’m talking about it’s enough for you to get your shit back tight and right. Come scoop me now. I gotta get out of the area.”

“
Where is that nigga Yurie at, do I need to handle-””

“
What did I tell you this morning when I talked to you?” I asked cutting him off and noticing the odd stares that came from the patrons inside of the Waffle House.

I imagined they were little concerned by my mangled hair, my scruffy clothing, and the blood stains that sat in various places. I had yet to change my attire from the accident a couple of days ago. My appearance and my health had been the least of my concerns. Yurie and I went straight to Lubbock to retrieve Imran
’s safe and then did everything possible to get the muthafucka opened. I haven’t even thought twice about a shower, a change of clothes, or even seeking medical attention for the couple of ribs that I knew were broken. Now that I had the money safely in my possession, and Yurie was dead, I needed to get back to Maryland and get on my grind with my baby, Chino.

I met Chino a couple of years ago
when Yurie introduced us. He was everything that I wanted in a man, and he reminded me so much of the old boo Imran. He was getting money like a muthafucka and had the whole state of Maryland on lock with that white girl and that hard. He was pumping so much weight in the streets that he had tons of bitches after him, and I was one of them. I immediately put him on my list of things to do and when I set my mind to do something, I get it done.

I approached him on some boss bitch shit and let it be known that I wanted him. At first he laughed at me, but after I pointed out everything that was wrong with his entire organization, he started to look at me a little differently. I warned him that he had too many loopholes in his shit and that niggas was too close and knew too much of his damn information. They knew where he kept his dope, his money, where he rested his head, and just too much shit that nobody but him should have known about. Hell I knew all about it and I didn
’t even work for him.

I also told him that I felt a little funny about his right hand man
Stash. Every time I looked at that dude, he always seemed a little too fidgety to me and like he was scared that the police was gonna come shut shit down at any moment. To me that was a sign that he was expecting something ‘cause he knew something nobody else knew. Chino didn’t listen to me because he thought that I was just a know it all and that I would do anything to get closer to him. When Stash started snitching and he got arrested, Chino regretted that he didn’t listen to me in the first place.

He
’d spent a little time in jail and was facing a shit load of charges. Everything had started to fall apart for him. His whole squad wasn’t as loyal as they claimed to be and the ones that were lost and didn’t know what to do to save their boss. He was losing money by the day and his empire was slowly weakening.

From a distance, I watched as it all fell apart
. I waited until the time was right before I made my presence known to him once again. I took care of that supposed right hand man Stash and sent a message to Chino that I wasn’t playing no games when I said I wanted him.

It was all said and done then. Once he beat the case that the feds had against him, he got out and came right for me, but I wouldn
’t leave Yurie just yet. I had to make sure Chino knew how serious I was. I wanted to make sure he was just as serious as me. I didn’t want to put all this work in for him to toss me to the side for some bitch that came through looking just a little bit prettier and tempting than I was. He had shit to prove since I had proven how far I was willing to go to be with him.

I
’d told him all about Imran and how he dissed me when I needed him the most. I gave him a play by play on Imran’s life and how I knew all about the money that he’d kept in his safe house. I also knew that the only way to get the safe was with the key that Imran kept with him everywhere he went.

For months
, we planned how we would get the key from him without killing him and bringing too much heat on ourselves. I finally came up with the idea of me getting close to him and pretending like I had some crazy muthafucka after me. Chino would get a few of his boys together, one that included Yurie so that he would think that he was helping me. They would shoot up a few of Imran’s blocks and even shoot at me to make it all work out. So when the time came for me to get take the key from Imran and run, he wouldn’t even think twice about coming to look for me.

Hell
, I had never expected for Imran to actually take me to the damn place his self, well almost take me to the place. That accident seemed to happen just perfectly though. I didn’t mind the minor bump and bruises that I had to suffer because in the end, it was well worth it.

“
Damn, how did I get so lucky to have you in my life? I’m one lucky muthafucka,” Chino said and I could hear the authenticity of that statement in his voice.

“
Told you, I don’t play any games. I’m sincere about my shit. Now come get me, and let’s get the fuck out of Dallas,” I said into the receiver.

I took a seat in the back of the diner with my back facing the wall so that I could see everything that was going on.

“Waffle House right across from the motel I told you we were staying at. Hurry because I’m getting nervous.”

“
On my way love.”

“Happy?” my attorney, Mr. Segal asked as he reached out for my hand to shake. A smile of pure satisfaction crossed my face as I replayed the words that the judge had just spoken.

“
The charges will be dropped for now. I’m giving the state a week to produce more evidence that the defendant was acting out of anything other than self-defense as stated by the witnesses’ testimony. Bring me something before the court within a week and I will gladly set another date to go before the grand jury.”