Chapter 33
CHAINING DAY
Dexz woke up the next morning with a stiff body.
He felt like he couldn’t feel his legs, and his neck was sore.
He staggered out of bed with the help of his nurse so he could meet Burner outside.
It was eleven, so he had to get up anyway.
He slid on his black Nike sweats, and his nurse helped him put on his sweater.
He put on his Gucci slides and then walked outside on his crutches.
Burner was standing in front of his trunk with a huge smile on his face. Dexz shot him a faint smile.
“What’s up, my nigga? I see you gettin’ around on them crutches, so you don’t have to be in that wheelchair,” Burner said when Dexz finally approached him.
“Yeah, but this shit hard. I gotta get around though. Shit don’t stop because I’m down; I still need to make moves.”
“Yeah, I feel you, but that bitch Bambi was right. I shot her some bread, and she told me where that nigga Lunden was at. I found that nigga with the bitch nigga that killed your parents. I got that nigga too.”
Dexz squinted his eyes. “The nigga that killed my parents?”
“Yeah, the Diego nigga that be out of eyes’ reach. The nigga Lunden was really working with dude and sent the hit on you. That bitch Bambi told me a lot of shit, but we can talk about that shit at a later date.”
Dexz sighed. He couldn’t believe the way Lunden betrayed him. He felt like his animosity was deeper than Pretti leaving him. His male best friend was jealous, greedy, and a hater, so he didn’t respect that and was glad he was gone right with the man that killed his parents.
“Where you find them niggas at anyway?”
“In Connecticut in a big ass mansion, but the locks were cheap as fuck. I opened that shit with a card. We aired that bitch out though. Oh, and I got something for you too.” Burner popped his trunk and opened the cooler.
Dexz nearly jumped out of his skin when he saw the two heads turned blue with their eyes wide open while sitting on ice.
“Yo, what the fuck, nigga?” Dexz exclaimed, startled at what he was looking at.
Burner laughed. “I told you I was gon’ bring you that nigga’s head. Now you got two trophies.”
“Naaahhh, you could have brought a nigga they chain or something. Go bury them shits, bro, and good lookin’.
Fuck that nigga Lunden and Diego. I’m glad this shit is over.
” He let out a sigh of relief. Lunden was his boy once upon a time, but he didn’t play when it came to disloyalty, so his death was warranted.
“Me too. I’ma go bury these shits, and then I’ma head back home. My kids driving my baby momma crazy. But I’ma be out later with Storm. She missing a nigga too.”
“She gon’ have yo’ tenth baby.” Dexz chuckled.
“I told her that. She think that birth control gon’ save her.”
They dapped each other up, and Dexz went into the house.
After that day, he was officially out of the dope game. Burner stayed in, still running New York and Cali like he had been for years. However, they opened up their car lot business, and it had Dexz bringing in just about the same amount he made when he was slanging dope.