35. Reaper
Chapter Thirty-Five
REAPER
I sat with a lot on my mind after leaving Ream’s house, as bad as I wanted to stay and experience the feeling of him deep inside of me, I ran from it.
I didn’t know if I liked the way he was starting to make me feel.
I never wanted to be the type of chick that got so head over heels for a nigga and then lose myself.
I didn’t like the look on Crystal’s face when she pulled up and saw us hugged up either because I knew that Ream had that kind of dick to make a chick crazy.
He had me wanting to wear shit to entice and tease him and that was out of character for me.
I personally went out to shop to buy clothes that I knew would entice a nigga.
I loved to see that look of hunger in Ream’s eyes.
Loved feeling his massive hands all over me and to feel how hard his dick enticed me. When I was away from him, I would think about his handsome face. Anytime I had sexual thoughts, my pussy would thump until I made myself cum. I didn’t like that shit one bit; I didn’t want to be dependent on him.
“You heard from your sister?” Hakeem placed his eyes on me and then back to the road.
“Nope, and don’t start asking me questions about her. If y’all not getting along, I don’t have shit to do with that. I will not be in the middle of y’all shit.” It was already twelve in the morning; I was high as hell and ready to kill this nigga Tre.
“I haven’t heard from her in a couple of days, just wanted to make sure she was straight.” He somberly stated as he turned down a dark alley that would lead us to the back of Tre’s house. We were on the south side of L.A, shit could get mickey really fast on this side of town.
“She always will be straight living with my father.” I pulled the drawstring on the band of my black sweats tight.
Reaching into his backseat I retrieved my black hoodie and ski mask and put them on.
Looking down at my all-black Air Forces I made sure my shoes were tied tight.
Opening his glove compartment, I pulled out my leather black gloves.
I was back in my comfort zone and ready to do what I came to do.
We both opened our doors at the same time and stepped out.
My gun was already in my hand as we quietly went through the back gate.
I noticed all the lights were on and I could hear yelling.
Hakeem and I looked at each other and communicated with our eyes.
Seemed like we were about to add more bodies to our count before we got up out of here.
I stepped back and let Hakeem do his thing by picking the lock.
In seconds, we were in, entering what I assumed was the laundry room that lead to the kitchen.
When we got to the living room the sight before me made me snatch my ski mask off.
“Dad, what the fuck?” I watched my dad and uncle Stone’s tall asses stand in front of a crying Tre with guns aimed at him. My dad looked up at us with menacing eyes as Hakeem took his mask off.
“See, Stone, this kid of mine is crazy as fuck!” He smiled evilly.
“Look at her sneaky ass, all black on with gloves and shit with her fucking sidekick. I don’t know whose ass I should beat first for not telling me this sick mother fucker raped my baby girl.
” Turning his gun and his hand, he raised his arm and crushed Tre’s nose, causing blood to squirt out everywhere.
I swallowed down hard because I have never seen my father in action.
Looking into his wild eyes, I could tell he had transformed into Beast. Tre yelped as his cries got caught in his throat.
“Text that nigga Zoo and tell him he can come inside,” he smiled menacingly. “This ain’t y’all duty Hakeem and Mattea. It’s mine, this nigga violated and y’all didn’t think to tell me?” His loud voice bounced off the walls.
“How did you find out?” I asked cautiously, I truly wanted to know. I didn’t think Kachella would tell him until after Tre was dead.
“How did you find out?” My father mocked me, my eyes landed on Hakeem, his lips were tight. I wanted to slap his ass because I knew him to well. He wanted to laugh like this shit was fucking funny.
“I found out because Kachella had a bad a dream and was talking in her sleep. Screaming and crying, she was pissy fuckin’ drunk.
I woke her up to console her and she finally poured her heart out to me.
” His eyes hit the floor like it pained him.
“The only reason I ain’t killing you Hakeem is because you saved her lil nigga.
I don’t like how you got her confused now in her feelings over you either, so you better fix that shit.
” He spat as the front door opened. A big, tall nigga with a scary-looking face walked in.
Scars decorated his entire face like someone had sliced him up bad.
He was charcoal black with dark demon-looking eyes.
His eyes landed on Tre and he grabbed his crotch and smiled.
My father squatted down next to Tre and looked him in the eyes.
“Before you die, I want you to see how it feels for a muthafucka to enter you without consent nigga.” Tre cried out and pleaded as Zoo walked closer with hunger in his eyes.
I had to blink twice because I knew this couldn’t be happening.
Zoo looked like a thug, that fucked bitches.
Here he stood, with his dick hard poking through his black jeans like he couldn’t wait to handle Tre.
“Zoo gon’ take care of you while I take care of them bitches that I got hogtied in the back.
He has been in prison for fifteen years and just got out two days ago.
I know this nigga ready to break you in.
” My father chuckled as he untied Tre and placed tape on his mouth.
Not wanting to stand and watch, Hakeem and I along with my uncle Stone walked to the back of the house.
“I didn’t plan on killing the prostitutes.” Hakeem dumb ass said.
“That’s too bad nigga, I don’t leave a crime scene with witnesses.
If you feel bad for them hoes, you can die with them,” my father said over his shoulder.
“I’m pretty sure them hoes were quiet in the next room listening to that nigga rape my daughter.
” Stone kicked down the door, instead of just opening it.
I heard Zoo breathing hard like he was running a marathon in the front room.
Tre could be heard throwing up and gasping, mixed with pleads and loud crying.
I didn’t want to even picture how he possibly looked in there getting his male virginity taken from him.
We all stepped inside of the room and the women were lying on their stomachs, hogtied on the bed. Stone aimed his pistol and delivered single head shots not even preparing them to meet their makers. My father followed up with two shots per woman to insure their deaths.
“Tell them lil niggas to come in and start bagging these bitches up. Let me go handle this pussy nigga in the front.” Like robots, we followed him back to the front room and the sight before me made me throw up all over the floor.
Zoo’s big ass had one leg propped up while his knee was on the floor.
Tre lay in his own throw-up as Zoo kept pounding powerfully.
I couldn’t stand to see anymore as I lifted my gun and shot Zoo in the head, causing him to collapse and die instantly with his eyes wide open.
Semen oozed out his hard dick as I placed another bullet in the front of his head.
“No witnesses remember.” I smiled at my father who looked at me like I had lost my mind. Tre was now in a fetal position as Uncle Stone walked off towards the kitchen. When he returned, he had a picture of water and ice. He threw it on Tre’s face, and he woke up grimacing in pain.
“Time to go night, night, nigga.” Before he could say anything, my father had emptied the clip into his head. Looking up at me, with blood all over him he tucked his pistol back into his waist.
“Don’t ever in your life withhold information like this again from me, Tea.” Him and Stone turned towards the door and left as men that were covered in black protective gear entered the house. Hakeem and I turned to leave to allow the cleaning crew to do their thing.
“Well, that was some crazy shit, besides looking like your father you act like him too.” Hakeem chuckled as my mind wandered off a little.
Reality just sat in on what I just witnessed.
My father was crazy as hell maybe beyond crazy.
I was used to simply haunting people down and killing them.
Stone and my dad were on some straight cold torture shit.
Hakeem and I went to grab something to eat and chilled for a while inside of his car outside of my house.
“I lost my virginity to Ream,” I blurted out. I was tired of holding that shit in. After all, Keem was like a best friend to me, and I needed someone to vent to.
“I knew something had changed about you.” He smiled and then looked at me seriously.
“What are you gone do?” he asked.
“What you mean? There is nothing to do Keem. Shit is moving too fast, seem like Ream wants more than I can give to him, and you already know I’m not into the whole relationship thing,” I sighed.