17. Teflon
Chapter Seventeen
TEFLON
I took the pipe and hit it hard, enjoying the ride.
Sniffing cocaine just didn’t do the trick for me no more.
I needed something stronger for the fear I had embedded deep within me.
Shit was falling through and there was nothing I could do to control things anymore.
Gunna had left me after beating my ass damn near to death once he found out about Stone.
All of that was Don’s idea, which I didn’t tell him not to do.
I wanted Stone dead before anyone, he was the only nigga standing in my way.
Once I got the picture message from Don’s phone of him being dead, I called Laquanna.
She just laughed and said, “Oh that nigga hurt, hurt!” She hung up the phone before letting me know that she would be in touch with a plan to get to more money.
We only were able to take three million before we all went separate ways.
That shit wasn’t gon’ last long, and I desperately needed a way to make more money.
Gunna was so distraught, he refused to take any money.
To his understanding, we had killed Stone and he backed all the way out.
I wanted to kill Laquanna for sending him that video of all of us fucking.
That’s what I planned to do anyway; I wanted her nutty sick ass dead.
I never wanted my brother to find out about me being gay or fucking her and his damn ex, Nia.
My life was now spiraling out of control, and I had no grips over the shit.
She fucked up everything, instead of planning shit right.
She was too thirsty to hurt Praise, which was the wrong move.
She exposed too much all at once and not preparing us for his wrath.
My mom called me cursing me out and scared for my safety.
She told me all about my brother’s mental issues and what he had been diagnosed with since a kid.
I felt more like shit, I really wanted to make things right with him.
At this point, I really didn’t have shit to lose.
Had I known what it was my brother had suffered from, I would have gone about shit way different.
Now I sat here looking strung the fuck out, hiding out in Atlanta.
My boyfriend left me, which really drove me to hitting the pipe.
I didn’t know where the fuck he was or if he was safe and my brother wanted us all dead.
My phone rang, it was Laquanna. As much as I didn’t want to answer, I knew I had to.
She was my only close insight on what to do next like my mom was.
When I answered, she cried hysterically.
She sounded so distraught; I could barely make out the words she was saying.
“Did you hear me, Tef! We gotta do something to that devil! He killed my fucking mom and took my daughter! I got to get her back and bury my momma! You gotta come back out here ASAP. We have to plan something!”
Rolling my eyes, I placed another rock in my pipe and sparked it. I took a deep pull, inhaled and kept it there until I choked on it, forced to release the smoke. I laughed uncontrollably.
“What you thought was gon’ happen, you stupid bitch?” This time I laughed until she said something that almost made me sober.
“What you think is gon’ happen if I don’t avenge my momma? I sure would hate to hear some shit about your momma dying accidently.”
That almost stole the breath from my body, but then I remembered Praise had twenty-four-hour protection over her and whoever else he cared enough for. I wouldn’t even be surprised if he had moved her somewhere safe until he killed whoever he saw as a threat.
“Listen Laquanna! I don’t give a fuck what you or that vindictive bitch, Nia, do! Because of you, I lost my man and my brother! Do what you got to do!”
“No, you listen up, you rump ranging fag! If you don’t meet with me in five days, ya momma and yo man will be fucking dead! Don’t fucking test me!”
Laquanna was pure evil, and she blew my high. I was scared to even come back to Cali. I didn’t have any soldiers left because Praise killed them all and I was positive he had a bounty on my head.
“Get out here ASAP, Teflon! We need to plot a way to kidnap that ugly fat bitch he’s so head over hills for.” She hung up in my face and I laid back on the bed, weighing my options.
Kidnapping that Kayori girl didn’t sound too bad.
I needed to make more money, I only had eight hundred thousand out of the million dollars left.
My drug habit and the expensive hotel I was staying at cost. I bought clothes, more jewelry, and a brand-new Benz all in cash.
I would help her kidnap Kayori, somehow get a ransom, and set her free with no harm done to her.
I didn’t want to hurt my brother any more than I already had.
Maybe I could talk to Kayori and get Praise to forgive me.