Authors: Asia Hill
Tags: #Literature & Fiction, #United States, #African American, #Urban, #Women's Fiction, #Genre Fiction
Chapter 20
Boo
“Officer, please don’t lock my sister up, we are under enough stress.”
“Well, she should have thought about that before she punched my partner. Her ass is going to jail.”
That gah damn Heidi. This shit has gots to stop. I was about to call Ashley back when she pulled up. Thank you Jesus! She got out of the car and walked right past me to the other squad car, said a few words, and that was that. I could tell the officer was pissed.
“Let her out of the car.”
“But Serg!”
“LET HER OUT NOW!”
After the officer let Heidi out of the car and uncuffed her, they pulled off. Ashley looked at Heidi and rolled her eyes.
“You cannot hit my officers, Heidi . . . period!”
“Bitch, that’s my son’s car. He’s missing, and I’m under slot of stress. I needed to release some built-up anger. My bad.”
“I don’t care. You can’t hit the police!”
“Why not? They shoot us black folks for no reason.”
When we finally made our way over to Jaw’s car, the inside was a mess. Food wrappers and pop cans were all over the place. I knew that something was wrong then because Jaw never left his car like that.
(Phone ringing)
We each checked our phones. It was coming from the backseat. I got in the back seat and looked around on the floor. Bingo! I found his phone under a Wendy’s bag.
“Heidi, don’t you still have a key to Jaw’s car?”
“No, he took it back when I stole his car and went to St. Louis.”
I picked up my phone and called JuJu.
“Ju?”
“Yeah, Boo.”
“We found Jaw’s car around the corner from E’s house. Do you have a spare key?”
“Yeah, I’m at E’s now. I’ma ‘bout to come outside.”
Not even three minutes later, Ju came outside and gave us some much-needed motivation.
“Is his phone in the car?”
I was kind of reluctant to give it to her. I mean, this was still my nephew. I didn’t really know what the fuck he had going on. She saw right through me.
“Boo, I’m not trying to be all in his business. Young told me that Jaw was recording him and Mia’s conversations.”
Damn, I felt stupid. I handed her the phone, and she went straight to the recording device on his phone.
“See, look, the date it was recorded is right here.”
She pointed to the screen
“This was the last conversation that was recorded. It’s Valentine’s Day.”
She pressed play: “What’s up?”
“Hey baby, where are we meeting at?”
“Let me come to your crib and chill for a minute.”
“We could do that. Just pick me up something to drink.”
“What’s your address?”
“4231 Princeton.”
“I’m on my way.”
Ju, Heidi, Ashley, and I stood frozen for a several moments. I couldn’t believe what we heard. We knew where he was. Now it was time to form a plan. How the hell were we going to get him out of there?”
“We should just go kick in the bitch’s door!”
I was known to do a little door-kicking back in my gang-banging days. Ashley shook her head.
“I think that’s the best way to go. If you call the police, they gon’ get all up in your business.”
Heidi had a crazy-ass look on her face. It kinda scared me.
“Heidi, call Money Man and Outlaw.”
She walked off to make the call. I couldn’t help but eavesdrop on the call. She was getting all hyped and shit. She ran back over to us.
“Money Man, Young, Meech, and Outlaw are over on that block right now. Some cluck tried to sell them Jaw’s chain he got from some girl. He told them where to find her but didn’t know the exact house she came out of. Let’s suit up and go get my boy!”
“We not about to get over there and make a scene. Let’s do this as quietly as we possibly can.”
I saw JuJu looking like she was able to cry.
“What’s wrong?”
“I’ma kill that bitch. Let’s go!”
Well, alrighty then!
Chapter 21
ReRe
It had been cold in this house and I wasn’t talking about the weather. Poohman been on ice mode ever since Jaw came up missing. I didn’t know how to get through to him either. Shit, he was always the lovey-dovey one. I had to try and defrost his ass.
“Poohman, come here.”
“Na, you come here. I’m busy.”
Huh? Damn, cracked my face. He ain’t never talked to me like that. When I walked in the living room, he was laying on the couch.
“Really?”
“What Re? I’m not in the mood for nothing right now. My best friend is missing, and I want to kill something!”
He wasn’t mad, he was hurting.
“Baby, let’s go for a ride. Maybe we can just hit the expressway and . . . (Ring, Ring).
I was so glad my phone rang. It was Ju. I started not to answer it, but when Poohman gave me that ‘who the fuck is that’ look. I knew better.
“Ju, what’s good? WHAT? We are on our way.”
I hung up and grabbed my shoes.
“Bay, come on, they know where Jaw is.”
He jumped up so fast I didn’t even realize that he already had his shoes on.
“Was you laying on the couch with your shoes on?”
The look he gave me shut me the fuck up . . . quick! He snatched my keys from me.
“I’m driving.”
(Lil Man)
I knew my joy-riding days were over when I saw the police car pull up behind Jaw’s car. Fuck! It was too cold to be walking. I had to steal another car. My mission wasn’t all bad. I finally saw JoJo. She was indeed staying with Dirty. I wasn’t going to kill her just yet, but Dirty was about to die.
(JuJu)
My heart was racing the whole time we were driving. My man had been gone for over two weeks. What the fuck was she doing to him? Did he have sex with her? Is he even still alive? I realized at that very moment that if he was still alive, we were going to make our relationship work. I didn’t know how much I loved him until all this bullshit started happening. I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn’t know that we were already on 42nd. I looked at Boo and waited for her to make a move.
“What’s the plan?”
“You are going to stay put. Heidi is going to stay put with you.”
Heidi looked at me and I saw the relief all over her face. I almost laughed.
“Don’t worry, me and Ju gon’ be right here when ya’ll get back.”
I wasn’t feeling that shit at all. I was about to say what was on my mind until Boo gave me her infamous stank face.
“Just bring him out safely.”
(Young Meech)
“Hello Boo? What’s the verdict?”
“Put me on speaker phone.”
I did as I was told
“You on?”
“Okay, we found Jaw’s phone, and he did record all his conversations he had with that girl. We got am address.”
I saw the look of death when I looked at Outlaw. He was ready. It was time to finally lay that hoe, Mia, down.
“Well what’s the address?” She started laughing.
“Ya’ll sitting right in front of the house . . . 4231. Outlaw, you and Money Man are going to go through the back. Meech, meet me at the front door. Poohman and Re are at the end of the block, and Heidi and Ju right behind ya’ll.”
I looked at my crew and said, “Let’s go get our boy.”
(Mia)
I thought I was making a mistake letting Jaw out of the basement. To my surprise, he didn’t make a run for it. He actually went upstairs, took a shower, and got in the bed. I was so happy that he was on my page now.
“Baby, you hungry?”
“Make me a steak and some cheese eggs.”
“Anything else?”
“Yeah, come suck my dick before you go.”
Now that’s what I’m talking about. I climbed on top of my man and gave him the best head of his life.
(Jaw)
My heart was racing the second she let me out of that dungeon. I had to play it cool if my plan was going to work. I walked right passed the front door, went upstairs, and headed straight for the bathroom like I owned the place. She made sure my draws and socks were on the bed when I got out of the shower. I let the hot water beat my body up. I didn’t realize that I was crying until I looked in the mirror. My eyes were bloodshot red. It wasn’t tears of sadness. I was angry. I wanted to kill that bitch. I knew that my girl was hurting. I had to be careful. I knew she had some shit up her sleeves. After my shower, I turned on Sports Center and lay in the bed.
“Baby you hungry?”
After I told he what I wanted, I had a little fun with her mouth. The hoe’s head game was lethal. Too bad she was a dead bitch walking.
(Mia)
I sucked my man’s dick until I heard his toes pop, and then I went downstairs to fix him dinner. I had to make sure that he was on his best behavior first. I went into the pantry and moved a can of peas. Once I did, the wall moved to the side revealing my security room full of cameras. Jaw might have thought that shit was sweet. Not just yet, baby. I had a camera in every room of this house—even the bathroom! I knew how many turds he dropped when he shit. I also had cameras all around the outside of my house. I zoomed in on two familiar faces walking through my gangway.
“What the fuck?”
Did he call them? How? He didn’t have a phone. Shit! If those two bastards are here, I know they brought company.
Chapter 22
Lil Mama
“Can I ask you a question?”
“Yeah, ma, what’s on your mind?”
“What do you really do for a living?”
I could tell that question caught her off guard.
“Man, Lil Mama, you ain’t no dummy. I took over my brother’s empire. I also been taking care of his daughter, Spooky.”
“I’m only asking because I don’t wanna be laying up with no stranger.”
Something wasn’t right with Cee. Her phone would ring all hours of the night. If it was money like she said, why not answer? She don’t even pick up for me on the weekends. Is there really a niece? She had me ready to get my Sherlock Holmes on.
“Cee, you not on no bullshit with me are you? I would hate to have to turn into a psycho dike.”
She started laughing like I was playing. Little did she know I was ‘bout that life.
“Man, Lil Mama, you tripping. Don’t start looking for some shit that ain’t there.”
Her phone started ringing. When she looked at me, I mugged the fuck out of her.
“Answer your phone before I punch the shit out of you.”
She actually answered it.
“Hey sexy. What you doing? I miss you too. I’m ‘bout to come see you right now.”
She hung up and smiled at me.
“What?”
“You real funny.”
Little did I know that the joke was about to be on me.
(JoJo)
I was going on four months and could no longer hide it. My little girl was growing at a rapid pace. I even began feeling slight movements. I was so blessed to have E with me. She has been my rock, not to mention the help and support I was getting from my cousin, Spooky. I hadn’t seen or heard from Lil Man. I was happy about that shit. He was going to eventually become a problem. I knew that he wasn’t just going to let me and my baby live happily ever after. I was prepared. I was also relieved that Re’s crazy ass ain’t been over here either. I didn’t need the extra stress. E was all I had right now.
“E, you wanna go see a movie? I’m bored.”
“Hell naw. You know how much it cost to go see a movie? We can find my bootlegger Wish over there on the Dan Ryan. He got some new shit.”
“Ole cheap ass. Come on. I want some McDonald’s, too.”
“You giving up some ass tonight? You know what they say about a good ole pregnant cat?”
“You wish. I’ll drown yo ass in all these juices.”
“You might be right. Let me play wit’cha booty then.”
“Fuck no, nasty. Come on, I’m hungry.”
(Lil Man)
I thought it was going to be hard staking out Dirty’s crib, but it really wasn’t. I stole a car when I went out west to get KeeKee.
“Pass the weed, nigga.” (Giggling)
“Man, don’t start all that giggling and shit.”
“When you lace the weed, I can’t help it. It tickles.”
“Something is seriously wrong with you.”
I was about to say something when my words got caught in my throat. Dirty and JoJo walked out of the house hand in hand. They looked like a happy couple. KeeKee zoomed in on what I was looking at and made matters worse.
“Damn, cuzzo, ain’t that’cha baby mama?”
“Yeah, man!”
“And ain’t that the nigga that was shooting at us? Yo, bitch set us up. I told you, but you ain’t wanna listen. What type of hoes you be dealing with?”
As he was talking, I grew madder and madder.
“Shut the fuck up and follow them.”
“Why can’t we get ‘em right here?”
“Na, we need to get them away from the hood. We don’t know where them other hoes at. Just follow them.”
I was going to kill that bitch, Dirty, tonight. JoJo was coming with me. We followed them all the way to 87th and State. I saw some fat-ass dude run up to their car with some DVDs.
“So what the fuck they tryin’ do? Make it a Blockbuster night?”
KeeKee knew how to egg me on.
“Looks like it. Damn, Joe, you let a bitch take yo girl?”
I didn’t even respond. After they drove off, they went across the street to the McDonald’s. It was time to end their little date night.
“KeeKee, park over there by the alley.”
“Man, cuzzo go handle yo business. Let that hoe know you run this.”
“Don’t call her no hoe. That’s my baby mama. Show some respect.”
“Mothafucker really? She almost had us killed. She with the enemy right now. Respect my dick! Handle your business before I get mad.”
When I got out of the car, the cold air woke up all my senses. The coke from the weed had me feeling like I was Tony Montana. I had to make sure my aim was on point. After JoJo had my baby, she was a dead bitch, too. Tonight was Dirty’s time to die. I ran around the back of the McDonalds when I saw them pull up to the drive-thru window. I had to wait a few minutes because there were a few cars in front of them. When they finally got to the front of the line, I made my move.
(JoJo)
“Welcome to McDonald’s, may I take your order?”
I never got a chance to give the lady my damn order. I looked in the driver-side mirror and saw a nigga in a hoodie running towards the car. I almost shit myself when I saw Lil Man’s face. The nigga was actually smiling.
“E . . . GUN!”
(BOC!, BOC!, BOC!, BOC!, BOC!)
I tried to throw the car in gear and pull off, but I just really learned how to drive. My whip game wasn’t that proper. I rammed the car in front of us.
“I’m trying to, E.”
The bullets were steady flying nonstop. How many fucking guns did he have?
“AWW SHIT, JOJO, I’M HIT! JoJo, drive this fucking car before he kills us, man!
I was about to have a fucking stroke. E was bleeding from her upper chest area. I didn’t want a bullet to hit me in the head, so my head was low. I swerved out of the parking lot, whacking a few cars in the process.
“Take me to the nearest hospital, JoJo.”
“Where you hit at, boo?”
“My shoulder. Take me to Jackson Park Hospital on 76th and Stoney Island.”
How did he know that we were going to be at that McDonald’s? Now I gotta explain shit to her friends. Shit!