7
"Fuck me, pop this nigga," Lil Justin said as all the men raised their guns up.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you. Right now all of yall have a red sniper dot trained on you and unlike yall punk ass one, mines won't miss," I said as they all finally realized that guns were trained on them.
"Now let's get down to business," I said pushing Lil Justin bitch ass away from me. I hated being so close to another human being, and his whining was getting on my nerves.
"What you wanna know?" Trey asked me through clenched teeth.
"Who put you up to sending shooters to my shit," I said.
"What shooters?" He said genuinely looking confused.
Confident that they wasn't stupid enough to try shit, I looked down, reached into my bag and grabbed the files that contained photos of the dead niggas as well as pictures of the niggas who had rented the cars.
Tossing the file on the coffee table, Trey reached for it and opened it up.
"What the fuck is this?" He asked.
"Your men that ran up into a party where my family and pregnant woman was at," I said.
"I wouldn't send these flunky ass niggas to the store let alone to shoot up any fuckin' party. I don't fuck with them like that, they some errand boys," Trey said tossing the file back on the table.
"So I guess next you gone say you don't know the niggas who stole bricks from me either huh? Cuz that nigga had every reason to tell the truth just to make the pain stop," I said again reaching for a file and tossing it at him.
This one was images of his man's, well what was left of him after them roaches tore his ass up.
I saw the moment recognition hit his face as he just stared at the image.
"You sick as fuck! Like it's something seriously fucking wrong with you." He said closing the file.
"About my family, or my money, I'll get even sicker. Whoever sent you to fuck with me should have warned your ass of this. You owe me some bread and bricks.
Because of you I ruined a business relationship with a good client after my men killed a few of his niggas thinking they were playing with my money. Only to find out they didn't pay me because they didn't receive their product," I said.
"Listen man I don't know shit bout no party or no missing bricks. Last I seen Ken was," he said as his voice trailed off. "Wait that was your shit?" He said.
"The shit that nigga took? Of course," I said.
"Aye man I had no idea that was yo shit," he said with his hands in the air. I was good at reading people so I could tell he was telling the truth.
"Whether you knew isn't relevant. What I want to know is who told you bout where the meeting was at? And put you up to this crash dummy mission?" I asked him.
"Listen man I don't know what the fuck going on but I don't know shit bout no meeting and ain't nobody put me up to shit. I did have my niggas take that shit from that tweaker but I thought we was robbing somebody else," he said.
"Oh? Who?" I asked.
"That bitch ass nigga Cam. We been beefing since I touched down in the A and been making moves in these streets.
His well had run dry and that nigga ain't have no product that the feens wanting so I delivered.
It's been up ever since then. The nigga tried to hoe me and tell me if I wanted to sell in his city I had to pay a tax and I told that nigga suck my dick.
We been at war since then. He'll kill one of mine, we kill one of his.
"When he burned down my stash house that's when I knew I had to stop that nigga once and for all.
I fuck with this lil freak bitch that fuck with that nigga, and she told me his ass was going out of town to get some work.
I sent my niggas to follow him and they was gone jack him soon as they saw him get the products.
However; that shit never happened. He was around the city with his podna and some bitch but never no bricks.
Then, one day just when they was bout to give up tailing him thinking the bitch gave us bad intel.
They caught a break. They told me they had followed him to this warehouse and after chopping it up with some niggas there, he left.
But then, before my men pulled off, another car pulled up with the tweaker inside and the men loaded up bricks in his car.
"I had them follow the car and jack his ass the next time he stopped. They was posed to kill him as well but they said when they ran down on him, before they could even threaten his ass, he popped the trunk and even helped them unload the car. So they left him alone and just took the product,
" Trey said dropping a bomb on my ass that I most definitely was not expecting. What the fuck!
"So your ass really sent them boys to run down on him at his grand opening?" Nia asked as we sat around my living room, passing a blunt back and forth.
"Hell yeah, I had niggas shoot that shit up. Fuck he thought this was putting his hands on me. I hope them jack boys didn't miss either," I said, accepting the blunt she passed back to me as I took a long pull from it.
"You better than me cuz I would have been laying low preparing to flee to Mexico or some shit," Nia said.
"And why the fuck would I do that?" I asked.
"Cuz as crazy as that nigga looked, I would be watching my back everywhere I went," she said nervously laughing but I saw right through that shit. Maybe telling her ass wasn't a good idea after all.
"Bitch, bye. I'm not fucking worried bout shit.
Fuck Reaper and his gang of bitches. He not gon' find out, because them niggas not no snitches unless you telling, and snitches get stitches," I said, mugging her.
I would hate to have them niggas get at my only friend, but if she tried to turn snitch, it was lights out for her ass.
However, I could talk all the shit that I wanted, but if Reaper ever found out I was behind all this, I was skipping town. Fuck all that.
After realizing Cam wasn't gone handle that nigga Reaper, I had to take matters into my own hands. When he had come to my house to get some clothes and stuff for Ashton, cuz he called himself teaching me a lesson by keeping his son, I made sure to pack his teddy bear nanny cam.
Ashton loves that ugly ass bear Journi got him and I'm sure he was crying every day cuz he's always sleep with it.
Which was partially why Cam even came by in the first place.
I can access the feed from the bear anywhere, and I had hoped I would catch some information I could use before the camera went dead.
Turns out I didn't have to wait long at all.
I found out a lot of shit like the fact this nigga fucking with a bitch named Marissa who happens to be the baby momma of Reaper's cousin Jugg.
Well, Cam was talking to Delo while Ashton was sitting down holding his bear eating chicken nuggets.
Anyway, he told Delo that Marissa told him about the party at the plaza celebrating the grand opening and having to make sure the girls had something to wear.
It seems Cam ass got his own schemes going on.
But after continuing to listen, I realized his ass didn't have any more information so I did some digging of my own.
Turns out the location wasn't hard to find.
They had flyers all over Instagram and TikTok showcasing the plaza building and showing each store it housed.
My baby daddy thought his ass was the only one with connections but I had tricks up my sleeve as well.
My brother used to run with Tron before he got locked up.
I knew Tron and his best friend was some jack boys.
And, since Trey moved down here with his crew, Tron started hanging with a few of them.
It didn't take much convincing to get them niggas to agree to do the shit.
I told them that it was big faces involved and all they asses would come up on at least fifty racks a piece.
I really just pulled that number out my ass, but I didn't tell they asses that.
They heard rich niggas with bread and they was down to ride.
I knew they prolly wouldn't kill Reaper's ass, but I at least hoped they shot that nigga in his foot or some shit.
Speaking of Reaper, he may have been a bitch ass nigga, but he was fine as hell, and the fact his money was longer than a football field made him that much finer.
But all that went out the window when his ass put his hands on me.
The real question that I was trying to figure out was, how this bitch Journi got two rich niggas to wife her up, and how she didn't know they were related?
Hell, Reaper sexy ass grew up in the A. Him, Kilo and that throwed off ass Jugg.
They only recently moved away like maybe six or seven years ago.
I don't know where they moved to and what type of bread they was getting now.
But, judging from the looks of that nigga, he still running a bag up.
I guess Journi wouldn't have remembered him cuz we way younger than his ass.
And even back then her nerdy ass always kept her nose in a book studying all damn day instead of her ears to the streets.
But at sixteen my mind was focused on money not no damn school, so I knew who all the drug dealers and get money niggas was.
Which still puzzles me how after knowing all that I still managed to fuck with Cam's broke ass.
"When Ashton coming back home?" Nia asked snapping me out of my thoughts.
"I don't know and I really don't care. His daddy wants to keep him, and I'm fine with that. I'm always with him so it's his turn to do his part anyway. If he suddenly wants to be Daddy of the Year, I'm not gon' stand in his way. Shit, I'm enjoying this freedom," I said.
I love my baby, but hell, if I could have given him back, I would have because that's the only reason why I kept him since Cam had started getting big money.
He can be a handful, and I'm with him all day, every day, listening to him talk me damn near to death with his bad ass.
But regardless of all that I ain't never played bout him.
"Let's go to Citi Trends to find something to wear tonight," Nia said, standing up and putting the bud out.
"Bitch, what I look like wearing something from Citi Trends around some get money niggas?" I asked her. She must have bumped her head or some shit.
"See, that's your problem. Everything doesn't have to be designer. Citi Trends' clothes be cute as hell. It's not what you wear; it's how you wear it." She said.
"Uh huh, that's all fine and all, but bitch, my ass won't be caught dead in that shit. We can hit the mall." I said.
"Fine, I'll go to Citi Trends once I drop you back off," she said, and I agreed with her because that was her best bet.
Nia had proven to be a good friend to me and had stuck by my side when damn near everybody else had turned their backs on me like I was the only bad guy.
Kalia's follow the leader ass blocked me, and the twins, Sariah and Zariah, Journi cousins who used to be my bitches wanted smoke with me.
Them hoes be throwing slurs on social media talking bout what they gone do to me when they see me.
Everybody knows I ain't duckin' no smoke so them bitches better go with their move when they see me.
Even my momma was looking upside my head, talking about, how could you do Journi like that?
I had never even told my momma that Cam was my baby daddy.
But still none of that shit mattered because that bitch not her child I am!
Besides, while everybody mad at me, they need to be on Cam's ass.
Ain't nobody said shit to him. That nigga still walking round this bitch living his best fuckin' life. Still fuckin' hoes, and still got love in these streets.
Nobody questioning him bout fuckin' round with me. Shit he owed her just as much loyalty. And really I'm the victim. That nigga knew that was my friend and started fuckin' with her anyway after we broke up or rather after I dumped his ass.
The only part I'm wrong at was not giving a fuck initially bout no broke ass lame ass nigga that was rocking big ass size 3x white tees that came down to his knees.
Then when I realized the nigga was getting to the money, I wanted him to help take care of his child.
This was when I had just given birth to my son who I was initially planning to give up for adoption.
That's how quickly luck changed for that nigga, in a span of months Cam had locked down several blocks and was seeing big faces.
I didn't plan on fuckin' with him again, it just happened. Camron's got a way of fuckin' a bitch so good you'll give him your taxes, carry his dope for him if yall got pulled over, take a charge for that dick.
So hell I couldn't help that I had gotten sucked back into his web of lies and roster of hoes.
He told me he wanted his family and I stupidly believed his ass.
I had planned on explaining all of this to Journi in the beginning because she hated that nigga anyway.
I only think she tolerated him cuz he took her out of the hood and introduced her to a different lifestyle.
However, the more Cam beat his feet with leaving her, the longer our secret relationship went on.
It went from a couple months to two years later and I let it because he kept pillow talking promises to me.
Telling me he was doing everything to secure a future for me and his son, and that he was working on getting us a huge house together.
I never understood what him hustling had to do with sneaking and geeking with me, leaving my bed going back home to her.
Like we continued to mess around here and there, but he never wifed me.
That's why I got fed up with waiting on his ass so I took matters into my own hands.
Why should me and my baby live in the hood while he done bossed the next bitch up.
Yeah he dogged her ass out, but he still took care of that bitch.
Meanwhile he thought he was gone keep throwing us scraps.
So, I decided since he wouldn't leave her ass on his own, I would make him.
That's why I set it up for Trey to try and get at Journi.
To the outside world everybody knew I couldn't stand Cam's ass.
Publicly we always displayed our fake dislike for one another.
So it wasn't hard to set everything in motion.
I had called Journi over to my house and thought she would take the bait when Trey tried to get at her ass.
When she didn't pay him any mind, I had to snap a few pictures and improvise.
It's amazing what you can create using ChatGPT and a little patience.
I didn't expect him to beat her ass as badly as he did, but it got her ass out the picture.
However aside from moving me and my child into a nice house, his ass still didn't move in with us, nor put me on the pedestal I rightfully deserved.
The nigga was still on bullshit fuckin' round with these hoes yet still stringing me along and my dumb ass was letting it happen.
It wasn't my fault I fell in love with a nigga who continuously promised me the world but only gave me his ass to kiss time after time again. The heart wanted what the heart wanted.