Chapter 3 Diamond #2
We were sitting across the street from the barbershop, waiting to see if we could follow Black home. If we were going to pull this thing off, we needed to know where they laid their heads. Harmoni hadn’t been at her salon at all lately, so I now wondered if she had gone into labor yet.
“I’m good, bae. I’m just a little worried that my cousin may run her mouth and tell Jakari I’m not dead.
She was supposed to be playing with his head, but the stupid bitch has really fallen for this nigga, and she keeps telling me lies.
I’m nervous as hell. I just want this shit to go right,” I explained.
“Well, we at the wrong place, bae. You still have a key to her crib? I remember you telling me that y’all had keys to each other’s spot in case of emergency. This is that emergency.”
“Yes, I still got it.”
“What’s the Addy? We need to be there when she gets off work. That nigga Jakari always invites her over to his shit, so I’m sure he won’t be at her crib,” Serg insisted.
After I gave him the address, we headed to Journei’s place.
I didn’t know what Serg was on, but he always had my best interest at heart from what I could tell.
I would just go with the flow. When we made it to my cousin’s place, I let us inside.
After that, I went into her dining room and poured Serg and me a drink from her bar cart.
We turned the TV on the new season of BMF and talked until I heard Journei put her keys in the door. When she walked inside and flicked on her light switch, she jumped. The look on her face when she saw me was of fear and pity.
I was now a lot thinner than I was the last time I had seen her, and my face was paralyzed on one side. I knew this was not what she expected me to look like. It was a hard pill to swallow, but I was no longer the bad bitch that I used to be.
“What’s up, cousin? You don’t look happy to see me,” I said as I stood and walked over to hug her.
“I am. I just didn’t know you would be here, especially unannounced. What if someone saw you, and who is this man?”
“That’s my man, Serg. We are here to talk to you about a few things. I just want to be sure that we’re on the same page, and my man thought it would be best if I came to see you in person to be sure,” I announced.
Serg threw his hand up, saying hi to her.
I motioned for Journei to sit beside me on her couch as Serg stood. He asked her if she had any trash bags, and she told him they were in the kitchen pantry. He went into the kitchen and grabbed a bag. I didn’t know what he needed it for; I was just focused on my cousin.
“Cousin, I know there are some things that you aren’t telling me, and I can only hope that you’re sticking to the plan.
You got caught at my baby daddy’s house at a time when you said you hadn’t been talking to him, and that’s mind blowing to me.
I just want to make sure you aren’t running your mouth about me.
That nigga does not need to know I’m alive.
If you do anything to sabotage this case like tip him off or rat me out, we are going to have a big ass problem,” I barked.
“A big ass problem? Girl, who the fuck do you think you’re talking to?
I told your mom just like I’m telling you, I know the plan, and I’m gonna stick to it.
You bring this big ass nigga to my spot like that’s going to move something, and you need to remember I’m the one doing you a favor. The fuck!” Journei spat.
Before she could finish her sentence good, Serg had walked up behind where she sat, placed the trash bag over her head, and pulled it as hard as he could.
She clawed at his hand as she kicked around, trying to get free.
As much as I wanted to stop him from suffocating my cousin to death, I couldn’t bring myself to ask him to stop.
That bitch was a triflin’, smart mouth ass back stabber, and I was enjoying every minute of this shit.
“You doing her a favor by fucking her son’s pops?
Your little cousin! You fucking his dad, but you call that a favor.
Bitch, you heard what she said! If you go off track of what you’re supposed to be doing, it’s gon’ be a big ass problem.
I can promise you’ll be maggot food next time, you dirty ass bitch,” Serg advised as he let go of the trash bag.
Journei threw herself to the ground and gasped for air as she held onto her throat.
I looked down at her, making sure to establish eye contact, letting her know that next time she wouldn’t be as lucky.
One thing I had learned in a short amount of time was that Serg didn’t play about me, and I loved that shit.
I was so used to being a doormat that it was hard to accept that I had someone who really cared about me and looked out with no motive attached. Serg was a different breed.
When we made it to our hole in the wall motel, I made sure I fucked my nigga’s socks off.
He had earned that and more today. The next morning, I woke up to a call from Journei, telling me that the feds had started picking up Jakari’s people, and that he would be next.
She just had to get him into a position where he would be caught red handed.
My baby daddy was a very dumb criminal, so I told her that it wouldn’t take much effort and to figure it out. Journei did just that.
Two days later, I was watching the news, and Jakari was on there for one of the biggest busts the city had seen in a while.
Now I could finally smile! With or without my testimony, that nigga was not getting out anytime soon.
I knew that if I wanted the attempted murder charge to stick against him and Jashawn, I would have to pop back up and testify.
The only bad part about J getting jammed up was that Keith got mixed up in his shit.
When I saw that on the news, I was really in my feelings.
Keith was a loyal ass nigga to J, but he always stood for what was right.
He always encouraged J to be a good father and a stand-up nigga.
I hated that for Keith, but that was just how the cookie crumbled.
He should have left J alone after he got shot up.
Sometimes being loyal was more trouble than it was worth.
“Now that we got them niggas out the way, what’s next, bae?” Serg asked as he turned the TV off.
“The pregnant bitch and her nigga that kidnapped me and my son.”
“You said he got a potna too? You want that nigga gone?” Serg asked.
“Who, Trell? Nah, that nigga a flunky! He can’t survive without Black.
Once that nigga out the picture, Trell gon’ surely fall!
We need to do Black the same way he did me.
Get that nigga to give us millions in ransom money and then still kill him, his bitch, and his seed.
That’s if the baby is his,” I said without thinking.
“You know I’m on whatever you on. If that’s what you want, I’m gon’ make it happen,” Serg responded, not catching on to what I said.
I hadn’t spoken to Journei since Jakari had gotten locked up weeks ago, and now she was randomly calling me in the wee hours of the morning.
I ignored her call and rolled back onto my man’s chest. Before I could get back to snoring, my phone rang again.
I slid out of the bed, grabbed my phone off the nightstand, and crept into the bathroom of our motel.
“What the fuck do you want? Do you know what time it is? I was sleep with my man. You must can’t rest since yours got locked up?” I asked, throwing shade.
“Girl, I’m at work, with your ignorant ass! I’m trying to make shit right between us, so I have some tea that you can use. After this, I just need to know that we are back good,” Journei said.
“I can’t promise you that, stink. Just give me the tea, and I’ll decide if it’s any good. You gotta remember that you fucked the shit out of my baby daddy and low key got into a relationship with the nigga,” I explained.
“Whatever, Diamond. Anyway! When I came into work an hour ago, I got assigned to a new patient and her newborn son. It’s muthafuckin’ Harmoni!
She had her baby last night, and now they are both in my care.
Some girl is here with her. She stayed overnight.
Her dude is not here, though,” Journei whispered.
“What? So, she just had that baby? Who does he look like?” I asked.
“He’s a really cute baby. I can’t say who he looks like, but he definitely doesn’t look like Jakari, if that’s what you were thinking,” Journei stated, instantly pissing me off.
That girl didn’t even realize that she was on defense mode about the wrong nigga.
My cousin had really lost herself, and I couldn’t wait until I could bring her back to reality.
I was going to play my cards and make sure I got everything out of her that I needed before making her regret the fuck shit that she did.
Once I got all the information from her, she agreed to keep me posted. She told me that they would be discharged that next morning, so we really had to get the ball rolling. When Serg woke up, I ran down everything that Journei had told me, and he jumped right into motion.
Serg told me that he used to do business in Dallas, and he still had connections.
I was the type who had to see it to believe it, but a few hours later, we were meeting up with some of his people to get a black Tahoe with blacked out tinted windows.
After we got the truck, we drove out to the boondocks to check out an address that was given to Serg.
When we pulled up to an abandoned looking house, I was reluctant to get out of the truck.
It was obvious that no one lived anywhere close to that area.