FOE
I didn’t say another fucking word as I brushed past Monfua to go outside. When I swung the door open, the rain smacked my face hard. I snatched my helmet and slid it onto my head. Harvey came on my side. “Baby, you don’t have to race. Let’s end this shit.”
Freckles came forward with her orange rag.
She held her arm up. I could see sadness all over her face, but I didn’t give a fuck.
I knew the right thing to do would have been to apologize, but I couldn’t back down.
The pride that was running through my veins wouldn’t let me.
I began to get angrier at myself each second because in the back of my mind, I knew this shit was wrong.
When Freckles’ flag came down, I took off, and so did Monfua. The rain smacked my visor as I sped through the street. Monfua and I rode side by side until I picked up speed. Sixty, seventy, eighty. Suddenly, the nigga zipped past me. “Fuck!” I shouted.
“That’s right nigga, fuck! Respect it!” I heard him say.
I gear-switched as we both hit the corner with our bikes only inches from the puddle of water on the ground.
The rain began coming down so hard and fast that I could barely see.
When I did get better visibility, he swerved in front of me.
I sped up again, now passing him. “Fuck you nigga!” I shouted.
He laughed. “You don’t scare me.”
“You need to be bitch nigga. Marrying my sister, fuck type shit you on?” I spat.
Monfua tailed me as we hit a point to turn around. I hit my brakes, sending the puddle of rain flying in his face as I turned. “I’m on the type of shit you should have been on with Harvey. You mad because I’m married and you not?” he added as he came zooming past me again.
The fact that he brought Harvey sent fire through me. The nigga was so far ahead I couldn’t catch up. “Fuck!”
Before I knew it, we were only a few blocks from the Zoo. I sped up, but it wasn’t enough to catch up with that nigga. However, as soon as we reached the Zoo. He hopped off his bike, and I jumped off mine, not able to hit my kickstand fast enough. I drew my gun and shot at his feet.
Bloaw! Bloaw! Bloaw!
Everyone stepped back as I watched Monfua Samoan ass shuck and jive on his two feet. Diamond shook his head. “Got my nigga dancing in the rain.”
I could hear Streets laughing, “Well, I guess you need to start singing so you niggas can be the pretty boy fucking duo.”
I ignored them as I flipped my visor up and got right in Monfua’s face. “Fuck you nigga, you don’t get a sorry from me. Keep my girl name out of your fucking mouth! Next time those bullets are going to whistle through yo ass!” I snapped.
Monfua then pulled his gun out and drew it on me as I lifted my arm, aiming my gun at him.
He smiled before stepping closer. “Sup nigga? Huh? You think I’m some pussy ass nigga who’s going to let you shoot at me.
Man, Foe, it’s as simple as an apology, but to think you’re about to size me up. I’m not it.”
I began to laugh because it was taking everything not to kill him.
This had now moved past my sister. It was about respect.
It was something he wanted from me, and right then, I wasn’t willing to give it.
I turned to Chevy, who was fueling with fire, but I didn’t give a single fuck.
The one thing I didn’t play about was Harvey.
I walked over to her, “I’m going home. Meet me there,” I told her as I hopped back on my bike and took off.
I didn’t know if Monfua and I would ever get along, and the sad part is, I didn’t know what that meant for the Zoo.