Chapter 10 Jakari
After seeing Moni and Ciara at Applebee’s, I was no longer thinking clearly.
I couldn’t understand what she saw in Black that she never saw in me.
I decided to stop crying about it and to do something.
Maybe my judgment was clouded since I had recently lost Keith, but I was just tired of being played with.
Anybody who had ever given a damn about me was gone.
Either they had changed on me or was in the cemetery.
In my mind, Black was the only thing in the way of my relationship with Moni, and once I got him out the picture, I would get my woman back.
Later that night, I pulled up to the shop as Black was closing up, and I put a bullet in his head.
I had been playing things cool for too long, they should have known that eventually I would snap.
I went home in a good mood, knowing that my plan was in motion.
When I woke up the next morning and turned on the news, I learned that it wasn’t even Black that I had shot, but one of his employees.
I stalked that nigga for so long that I thought I had his routine down to a T, but on that particular day, he had switched shit up.
It fucked my head up that I had killed the wrong guy, but there was nothing I could do to change it.
That was the perfect example of being at the wrong place, at the wrong time.
That nigga got smoked for someone else’s actions.
Now that I was on a mission to get my life back, I asked Eva to keep JJ for me.
I knew that I wasn’t in the right state of mind to care for him full time, so I did what I thought was best for the moment.
Eva was just happy to have him around. She was lonely as ever without her kids, and I just hoped they came home soon. JJ needed his momma. With her being gone, I really realized how hard it was to raise him alone.
After the news of Rowdy’s employee, I decided to get a hotel and paid it up for the month.
I didn’t know if anyone knew who was behind his murder.
But I was still going to lay low. Realizing that I had nobody I could call on was a depressing feeling.
I was starting to feel like I didn’t have shit else to lose.
Weeks had passed, and I had only left the hotel twice, and only washed my ass once.
I was living off DoorDash and was thankful they delivered alcohol too.
I scrolled on Moni’s social media and saw that she was getting married in two days.
That gave me very little time to get my shit together.
I found a mobile barber on IG and paid him to come to the room and cut my hair.
When he arrived, his face was frowned from the condition of the room, but I dared his ass to say something.
Once my shit was cut, I tipped the barber and sent him on his way.
I went to a few stores and put some shit together for the wedding, I couldn’t be half stepping when I went to shut it down.
There was no way I could allow this shit to happen.
I was still on a mission to get my girl back.
I had one more shot left in me, and I damn sure wasn’t about to miss it.
The next time, I had my aim set on Black, and I promise I wasn’t going to fuck it up.
He was a dead man walking and ain’t even know it.
It was the day of the wedding, and I was getting cold feet.
In my heart, I knew that Moni was more than likely gonna reject me again.
I knew her better than anybody, and the only reason she would do that was because I had hurt her by having a baby on her, and now she felt obligated to this other nigga.
She didn’t want to do that shit. She just didn’t think she had another choice.
I was gonna show her in front of the world that I would always choose her.
I got dressed and looked myself over in the mirror. There was no denying it; I looked good. I had on a white suit with gold jewelry, and I sprayed on my One Million cologne. My haircut was crispy, and I was ready to stop my woman from making the worst mistake of her life.
When I arrived at the venue, it was so packed that a lot of people had to watch from outside the main room.
I walked past the line and to the door of the ceremony.
This had to have been the nicest shit I had ever seen.
Knowing how much this nigga had spent on this day was making me sick to my stomach.
Just as the pastor asked if there was anyone who objected to the marriage, I walked through the doors and said that I did.
There was a lot of gasping, then the room fell so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
As I walked toward the altar, I gathered what I would say once I made it face to face with Harmoni. Before I could get to the front, I was lifted up and carried back out by security.
The two buff ass niggas roughed me up and threw me outside on my ass.
There were three more security niggas on the outside, making sure I didn’t go back in.
I had parked a block away, so I took off walking toward my car to come up with another plan.
I wasn’t going to leave without my girl.
Just as I turned the corner near where my car was parked, I heard a female voice call my name.
I turned around and stared into Carmen’s eyes as she held a Glock pointed in my direction. I turned around and started running, praying to make it to my car. My prayer fell on deaf ears because as soon as I started running, the gun went off. She had really pulled the trigger.
I collapsed to the ground, and everything went black.