14. Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fourteen
Gator
“Lance Borders?” I looked at the phone to see who was calling me from Wood Haven. It was a man on the other end, but I couldn’t catch his voice.
“Who the fuck is this?” I barked.
“Aye, I’on go back and forth with my fuckin’ wife so I damn sure ain’t about to do the shit with some nigga. Is this the nigga or not?”
“When you wanna tell me who the fuck this is, then we can talk, nigga.” I was about to hang up, but his words knocked the breath out of me, and I couldn’t do shit.
“Well, I guess I’ll just throw ya mama in the unclaimed pile and toss her ass in the incinerator wit’ the rest of these muthafuckas.”
“What you say about my mama?” I croaked out.
“Oh, so this is the nigga?” he taunted. “This is Knas Richmond, and we got a call to pick ya mama up and bring her here to the funeral home. I was calling you as a courtesy, but I see you can’t be nice to niggas no more.”
My mama was dead?
“Wait. You got my mama at your funeral home? She’s dead?”
“Look, I need you need to get here and identify her body,” he stated, clearly annoyed.
“How did my mama die?” I had to know.
“Coroner said it was a heart attack.”
“Aight. I’m on the way.” He didn’t even give me a chance to finish my sentence before he hung up on me. Hopping up, I went upstairs to get Bull.
“Aye!” I yelled, banging on the door. “Aye!”
Bull snatched the door open with a scowl on his face. “Damn nigga. The fuck wrong with you.”
“It’s Ma. I got a call from that Knas nigga. He said they got a call to pick up her up.”
“Knas?” he quizzed. “The RCF nigga?” I nodded. “Ma dead?” he croaked?
“That’s what he said. I gotta go identify the body.” That shit didn’t even sound good coming out my mouth.
“Go get dressed,” he instructed her when she came to the door. “Give me a minute. I’ll be ready.” He shut the door, leaving me standing there.
This shit couldn’t be happening. My mama couldn’t be dead.
***
We made it to Wood Haven in no time, since we were already hiding out in New Grove. When we pulled up to the funeral home, we were greeted by their receptionist and were told to wait to be seen.
“I can’t believe this shit,” Bull expressed. He was quiet the entire ride here. I figured he was just in his feelings.
“Shit. Me either. I didn’t even know Ma had a bad heart.”
“It could’ve been because of the bullshit you put her through these past couple of months. You forgot them niggas ran up in her shit looking for you,” he snapped. Before I could respond, we were interrupted.
“Aye, y’all chill all that shit out. Y’all can handle that family squabble at y’all own shit.
” I looked up and Knas’ brother Knight approached us.
“Now, if y’all finished. You can follow me downstairs so we can get this shit over with.
My wife don’t give a fuck about nothing when she wants me to come home.
” I grimaced at the back of his head because the nigga was insensitive as fuck.
The further we made it downstairs, a chill crept up my spine.
I knew it was because I was about to see my mama’s body for the last time.
Once we made it to the bottom of the stairs and walked further down a hall, Knight stopped and opened the door before stepping to the side to let us in.
This didn’t even look like a mortuary. More like a dungeon.
When we were completely inside, Knas emerged from a side door.
“I see you made it,” he smirked. “I hope you don’t mind that I brought a few friends with me.
” When he said, I saw Stacks and his brother Buck enter the room.
I know they saw the fear flash through my eyes, but I quickly concealed it.
I tried making a run for it, but those crazy twins, Trig and Murder, were outside the door with their guns aimed at us.
“Damn, nigga. You did all that big talking like you wanted to see me in person, yet you’on seem happy to see me.” Stacks smirked. He may have been smirking, but his eyes held nothing but fire inside of them.
“Fuck you, nigga!” I spat.
“Nah. I’ll save that for your fine ass baby mama. You know the one you kidnapped? You know I’on like people touching my shit, right?” he started, eyes still trained on me.
“Kasha was my bi—,” I started, but he knocked the words back down my throat.
“Disrespect her again,” he snapped. “And correction nigga, she was my bitch the moment I slid up in her and she wet my shit up.”
“What y’all gone do to these niggas?” Knas asked.
“Wait? Is my mama really dead?” I questioned.
“Oh, yeah. She’s good and dead. Y’all in luck, though. We’re running a family special where we collect one body and get two free.” Knight smirked like that shit was funny.
“The fuck? What kinda shit is that?” his cousin, Trig, asked through his own laughter.
“Aye, this nigga stupid,” Buck started, “But, aye. Where y’all work room at? I told that old bitch I was gone skin her like a catfish but never got the opportunity. I see two opportunities now and I’on wanna miss out on that shit,” he claimed.
“You threatened my mama, nigga?” I snarled.
“Nah, I didn’t. I meant every word of that shit,” Buck argued.
“I ain’t got time for all this fuckin’ commentary,” Stacks spat, as he walked closer. “You thought you could get away with the money you owed us, then you try to use Kasha against me? Nigga, you got what? Ten years over me and you were threatened?” he taunted.
“Ain’t nobody worried about you, lil’ nigga.”
“Shit, you could’ve fooled me. I mean, I get it.
Kasha fine as a muthafucka. The way her thick ass handles this dick lets me know I was the one she was made for.
” he smirked, walking closer. “Now.” he stopped directly in front of me.
“I get to show you I’m not the young nigga you thought I was.
” The look in his eyes were menacing, and I was now reconsidering my choice in decisions.
I looked over and noticed that my brother had said nothing the entire time.
“So, you’on got nothing to say?” I asked questioned my brother.
“The fuck you want me to say, nigga? I told you to leave the shit alone, but you wanted to go against these niggas. You drugged Ma into this mess and look what the fuck happened. I’m not about to plead my case with these niggas, because I’m pretty sure that they would do the same for their brothers.
” Before he could finish his sentence, he was permanently silenced by a bullet to the head.
“See, I do have a heart. I was gone peel that nigga, but because he owned up to his shit like a G. You, on the other hand, won’t be so lucky,” Buck stated.
When he was done talking, two dudes came from out the side and grabbed me before I could protest. I struggled a bit, but these muthafuckas were strong as fuck. I watched as they threw my brother in the incinerator before Stacks looked in my direction.
“I’ll make sure Kash and Jace forget every-fuckin-thing ’bout yo pussy ass.” Those were his last words to me before the niggas holding me threw me into the burning inferno where I met my demise.
I’d see them niggas in hell.