67. Four #3
"Nah," Buckee said, shaking his head. "The doctor had some different nut.
She got it from a bottle in a cooler or something.
Shit was weird as hell." He held his broken wrist close to his chest. I could tell he was in pain from the way he was sweating. Buckee was only alive because he was giving me information. I didn’t know whoever this doctor was, but they had to die too.
"The whole time yo brother stood in the corner, mad but didn't say shit.
Robert jacked off, nutted on the floor, then put his dick away, and stood.
The doctor finished, packed her shit, then left.
Head down the entire time like she was scared or some shit. "
I stood, done with the conversation, and put my gun to his head. "Alright."
"Yo you still gonna kill me even after I told you everything?" Buckee asked. He looked surprised by my actions.
"I promised my wife the head of every nigga in the room that day," I told him. "And I plan to keep my word." Hood stepped to the side, and I shot Buckee in the head. His head fell back and blood and brain matter leaked from the hole. I put my gun in the waist of my pants and headed to the kitchen.
"Where the fuck are you going?" Unc asked.
I got the sharpest knife and a trash bag from the kitchen, then went back to the living room. I cut Buckee's head off and put it in the trash bag.
"How do you want to handle him?" I asked, pointing to Javien Sr. He wasn't on my list of people to kill, but I knew we couldn't leave it alone.
"Kill him," Unc said.
"Before you do, see if he can tell you who the doctor is," Hood said.
I nodded, then tied up the bag with Buckee's head in it and set it on the table. Javien Sr. was all about himself. If he knew who the doctor was, then he'd tell me to save himself. I pushed Buckee's body to the floor, then put Javien Sr. in the seat.
I went to the back porch, grabbed the lighter fluid I'd passed earlier, then went back into the house and poured it on Javien Sr. "Let me get that lighter from next to you, Unc." I put my hand out, and he waited.
"Do I want to know what you're about to do?" He asked, handing me the lighter.
I chuckled, then smacked Javien Sr. as hard as I could. He jumped awake, and I punched him in the stomach, making him sit back down.
"Now that I have your attention," I said to him, then patted his cheek. "Let's not play games. Who the fuck is the doctor that works for Robert?"
Javien Sr. laughed, then dropped his head back and stared up at the ceiling.
"Robert did a number on you," he laughed.
"Y'all are obsessed with each other. He tries to kill you.
You hate him. He tries to replace you. You fall in love with his pet.
He watches y'all." His head rolled to the side, and he looked at Unc.
"He hates you. Get the girl who loves you.
Breaks her damn spirit. Has kids with her. "
"What the fuck are you talking about?" Unc asked.
"Four's mama was in love with you. Had been since she was a kid.
That's why Robert went after her as he did.
She wanted you. Robert couldn't handle that.
Then she had a kid with your disease, and that nigga snapped.
Beat her, him, and the one before him because they reminded him of you. His hatred for you was that strong."
"The doctor," I said, not caring about shit else. My mama wasn't in love with Unc. She was a victim of Robert's just like me and Trey were. "Who the fuck is the doctor?"
"A pet," Javien Sr. said. "His favorite pet."
To make sure he could move, I shot him in the knees.
"Thank you," I said, then flicked the lighter and set him on fire.
Javien Sr. screamed and tried to jump from the chair, but it was useless.
He dropped to the ground and continued to burn.
His screams echoed through the house, but I didn't care.
I grabbed Buckee's head from the table. "We can go. "
I picked up Missy, threw her over my shoulder, then walked out of the house.
I dropped her on the ground, far enough away that the flames wouldn’t get her and hopefully someone would see her.
She wasn’t my problem, but I wouldn’t be the cause of her death.
If she didn’t get her shit together, then that was on her.
"I'm surprised you didn't take his head," Hood said once we were outside. I stopped then looked back at the house.
"You're right, hold this." I tossed him the bag, then walked back to the house, only stopping to grab an old rusty bat that was next to the door.
I went back into the house, which was smoky, and the flames were spreading from Javien Sr. to the house.
I moved quickly to find Javien Sr.'s body, then used the bat to beat his head off his neck.
I grabbed a shirt from the couch, then used it to carry Sr.'s head out of the house.
"A burning fucking head?" Hood yelled and threw his empty hand in the air.
I dropped it on the ground, then picked up the water hose and turned it on. After I sprayed it down and the flames were extinguished, I walked over to Hood. "Can I have the bag?" I asked him.
"Here, nigga," he grunted, then handed me the bag.
I thanked him, went to put Javien Sr.’s head into the bag, and went and got in the car.
"I'm going to give it to Cori, anyway," I said, then leaned back into my seat.
"Only Corinthians would think that shit is romantic," Unc said as he pulled off.
My phone rang, and I pulled it from my pocket to see Nine's name.
"Hello?" I answered.
"The feed for the meeting your wife is about to attend is live," he said.
"Appreciate it," I replied, then hung up. "How long till we're back at the hospital?" I dropped my phone into my lap and leaned my head back. I was getting dizzy.
"Yeah, how long? Because I need to check this nigga out," Hood asked from the back seat.
"Twenty minutes," I heard Unc answer. "Why?"
"Make it faster." I lifted my shirt and saw blood flowing from my side.
"Damn it, what the fuck did you do, Four?" Hood yelled, then everything went black.