13. Praise #2
Teflon looked at me with pleading eyes. I rolled my eyes hard at him while pulling out a baggie of coke.
Picking up my keys I used the tip of my car key to gather a small amount of powder on the tip of it.
Holding down one of my nostrils I took a hard sniff.
I repeated this method about three times until my eyes got watery, my throat grew numb and my pussy got wet.
“I can’t kill my brother Quanna.”
Shaking my head, I looked at him like he was a fucking joke.
“Until he kills you though, right? You will be in hell wishing you played it my way. I’ll follow your plan for now though. Y’all can just get the fuck out!”
I no longer wanted to see or hear from them until we were talking about money.
They said nothing else as they both stood to their feet and left.
Standing up, I locked the door. Walking into the suite's master room I looked down at my sexy bitch and smiled. She was ready for whatever, I didn’t know how we pulled all this shit off.
Now I was just ready to live my life and be happy with just her, my Nia baby.
She looked at me and smiled, I don’t know why I kept dealing with her.
The truth was I could never stop. She and Beast were the two people that made me crazy.
A sick part of me wanted us three to live happily ever after.
“After those dumb niggas rob their safes, we can go live on an island somewhere. We need his drugs too enough to start our own hustle to keep the money flowing. Fuck killing him, baby.”
Her eyes held lust in them as she opened her pretty ass thighs showing me her fat pretty pussy. My mouth watered and my pussy thumped.
“You still got feelings for him, Nia?”
Her pale skin turned red as she frowned her brows and shook her head.
“Fuck no! That man took me through enough, even you know the best way to hurt a man is his pockets.”
Nodding my head in agreement I let any negative thoughts go.
I accepted the fact that Nia was mine and Beast was not.
He refused to give me a chance so fuck it, I had to keep the ball rolling.
Crawling on the bed, I laid on my stomach and went straight to her sweet box I licked and sucked on it while I played with her nipples.
Nia tasted so fucking bomb, I couldn’t help but stop eating her to give my own pussy satisfaction.
Getting into the scissoring position, I slammed and grinded my pussy on hers until we both came hard.
Feeling exhausted I laid beside her as we both passed out.
Teflon
“You ain’t tell me you were in this fucking deep Michael!”
Gunna spat as he looked at me with disgust. My heart was crushed, I knew things would change between us after Laquanna's bitch ass exposed the real plans.
“You want me to rob my fucking boy man! My day one! I feel bad enough fucking his brother in the dark! That shit with Nia. You dragged me in this shit my nigga! I never wanted to get involved!”
His voice was so loud, fear sat in the pit of my stomach. I knew how violent Gunna could get.
“Get yo shiesty ass out the fucking car nigga!”
Without saying anything we walked up to his condo.
Fear was still in the pits of my stomach as he mumbled shit under his breath.
I hated that I even came between Gunna and Beast. I knew Gunna was bi-sexual from just the way he looked at me every time we were alone on street shit.
When we entered his dark condo, he flipped the lights on and kept staring at me like he wanted to beat my ass.
He has done it plenty of times, from catching me fucking other bitches or seeing me text other niggas.
Gunna was very possessive, jealous, and controlling.
He would always play things off smoothly then out of nowhere he’s kicking my ass.
“We just might have to kill him, babe. I mean what if all this shit blows up on us and…”
WHAM! WHAM!
He punched me with so much anger and force the blows caused me to fall and hit my head on one of his antique vases. Picking his case off the floor I said a silent prayer as he threw it down on me with force, causing it to shatter.
“I’m not killing my mother fucking homie because of you and Laquanna bitch ass!
I’m not even bout to rob him either! That nigga looked out for me when nobody did!
I only helped you with Nia because that bitch was scandalous and my boy didn’t see it!
So I felt that was doing him a favor but it was still wrong! ”
Lifting his foot up, I stared up at his timberland boot. When it came crashing down on my stomach I threw up and started sobbing.
“Gunna please baby you hurting me!”
Taking out his gun he aimed it at me, pee trickled down my legs as I held my hands up in surrender.
“Don’t you ever call me baby nigga! I brought you here so you could get your shit and get the fuck out of my life!
I’m about to start doing my own thing and remain friends with my day one!
If you and that bitch Laquanna drag me in y’all shit I’ll kill you both and really put that bitch Nia to sleep! ”
He walked away from me and my broken heart as I tried to figure a way back into his heart.
I stood to my feet and limped to the room we shared.
Getting out a small duffel bag I packed my shit with my thoughts everywhere.
I put on a new pair of pants and discarded the ones I peed in.
I couldn’t kill my brother but I would get some of my crew to turn against his ass and rob him.
A couple of millions would not hurt Praise one bit.
I had to just convince Nia and Laquanna to leave and never come back.
I still needed to prove myself to Praise so he could make me the number one nigga in charge.
Whenever he did that, I would keep the payments coming to keep Laquanna and Nia out of my hair.
I needed to call my best friend Don and get him back on board as well.
I just needed to make it clear to him that killing Beast was not an option.
I could live with a lot of fucked up shit that I have done.
Killing my brother was one thing I just couldn’t live with.
Before I could make my way to the door, I looked at Gunna as he sat expressionless on the couch refusing to look my way.
I heard a hard knock on the door and my stomach tightened.
Nobody was supposed to know I was out here in Vegas.
I only came out here on a turnaround to spend some time with Gunna.
Gunna looked at me as his eyebrows raised in curiosity.
Pulling his gun from underneath his couch sofa.
He told me to go in the bathroom as he stood to look out the peephole.
“It’s fucking Praise! Man.”
His eyes held panic, I tossed the duffle bag to the far end of the room and took a seat on the couch.
I would let Gunna lead the way with this shit, Praise could sense bullshit.
If you lied to him, you had better lie well.
Gunna tucked his gun behind his back and let Praise in.
They did their signature handshake then Praise eyes landed on me.
“When did yall niggas become so close and what the fuck happened to your face blood?”
I noticed how relaxed Praise looked. Usually, his eyes held a wild look.
He always looked like he was battling with so much.
Now he looked calm and easy-going, something had changed with him, I just wished we were close enough so I could know what it was.
I was for sure Stone’s dick riding ass knew, he told him everything, He was even more open with Gunna but Stone was his confidant.
More of like his right hand, he was the one I was in competition with.
If Praise gave anyone his empire it would definitely be Stone.
A new plan popped up in my head, if I eventually got rid of Stone it would leave Praise no choice but to hand shit down to me when he was ready.
“His bitch ass brought one of his jump-offs out here to trick, long story short her nigga ends up being out here with his side bitch. Full fledge brawl at the club with Teflon as the headline. I don’t know why the fuck this nigga even came here.”
They shared a small laugh as my heart tightened, it always saddened me when Gunna referred to me as a bitch. He held less respect and always threw jabs at me to defend his manhood in front of Praise.
“You need to leave those ratchet hoes alone baby bro, bitches are bad for ya health. All they were good for is head then dead it.”
He reached in both pockets, pulling out a wad of cash, it was so thick I wondered how he had even got the rubberband around both wads of cash. Tossing it to Gunna he smiled.
“Fifty thousand nigga, don’t spend it all in one place.”
He smirked as I stared on confused as hell at why he was giving Gunna so much money.
“Damn, Kayori got you gone like that?”
He asked as I thought about the name and then I had to add my two cents.
“You talking about the fat chick? With the scars on one side of her face?”
I wasn’t as shallow as Praise thought, I just never imagined my brother with a chick like her.
“Hell yeah, I’m talking about her beautiful ass, and don’t ever disrespect her again.”