Chapter 11 #3
“At a listening party. I went out with my cousins. I’m not the type to really go outside like that because I feel like Miami is one of those cities where bullshit is bound to occur every time you step foot outside.
That’s exactly what happened too because people started shooting at the listening party.
I remember as I was going back inside the house, Dolo was coming out, so we literally bumped right into each other.
In that same moment, the shots started firing from the front of the house.
We were in the back of the house. This crazy ass man tackled me down to the ground.
I just remember being so angry with him, trying to get up, so that I could go back inside the house.
I wanted to check on my cousins, and make sure that they were okay,” I shared the story with them.
“No way. I didn’t know that. Did you know him prior? Like have ya’ll ever had any kind of exchange in the past?” Nyne asked me.
You could tell that Nyne was the sweet sister. Even when you heard stories about the Diaz sisters being in the drug game, Nyne wasn’t the sister that they would talk about. She didn’t do what Uzi, and Benelli did. She took another route and went to college.
“I didn’t know him. I just knew of him. That was the first time that I’ve ever been in the same space as him,” I told Nyne, and like I was sitting here, telling her this beautiful love story, she was smiling, hanging onto my every word, as if she was ready for me to continue with the story.
“Okay. We want to know more. Keep going,” Puma said, and I chuckled, while throwing myself back into the couch, hating when the focus was on me, but I expected this. I knew when you get around a bunch of women, that conversations like this were going to get brought up.
“After the shooting was over, we pretty much both cursed each other out. I was mad at him, pissed that he slammed me, and pissed that he wouldn’t allow me to get up, so that I could go inside, and check on my cousins.
He was pissed at me because he felt like I wasn’t appreciative of him keeping me safe.
Fast forward, time goes by and I don’t really see him again.
I was in a fucked up position. I guess I skipped the part about me just getting out of jail.
The night of the listening party, that was only my second day out.
I came home, thinking that I was going to still have my old position with a man that I used to work for, but I didn’t.
I was in my feelings about it, so one night, I went to the beach just to clear my mind.
Dolo happened to be at the beach at the same time.
He came over, just to say what’s up. Keep in mind, the only encounter we had was the encounter that happened at the listening party, but he could sense that something was wrong with me, so he kept pressing,” I went on.
“And we all know Dolo. We know Dolo not pressing for nobody like that unless their family. That’s how I knew he liked her from jump,” Uzi jumped in, already knowing our love story because I spent more time with her, so she’s heard it a time or two.
I smiled when she said that because it just confirmed that I got this man to change for me.
“He was on me hard, trying to figure out what was wrong with me. I wouldn’t tell him at first. I’m so fucked up in the head, that I remember putting my hands on him, trying to search and see if he was wearing a wire.
I thought he might have been working with the feds,” I told them, and all the women around me were cracking up.
“Oh, I know you pissed him off. Dolo hood ass working with the feds is crazy,” Benelli chimed in once she finished laughing.
“I didn’t know at the time. You have to also keep in mind that I’m fresh out of jail, so I’m still running with a jail-like mindset.
In jail, when someone does something nice for you, half of the time, they’re looking for something in return.
Dolo was trying to put me on with him, and his crew.
I’m not used to people doing nice deeds like that and not expecting anything from me.
Something in my gut was telling me that I was in good hands with him, so I took him up on his offer.
He’s not an easy man to date. I’ll be honest. I feel like because we’re in the same world, that I’m able to understand him a little bit.
I don’t see how a woman that isn’t living that same life as him would fit into his world.
The first night that he took me with him to follow him around, see how he ran his organization, we got into a shootout.
As the woman in the passenger seat, you would have had to know how to shoot, or else you would have died.
Probably both of them would have died because it was too many bullets flying our way,” I went on.
Because Beretta and Puma were both sitting on either side of me, I could feel them nodding their heads, as if they agreed.
When Beretta cleared her throat, I knew that she was getting ready to say something.
“I agree. Back when I started dating Skyro, and he was hustling, I think we just look at dating a man in the streets for the perks. Granted, I had money of my own, but having a man that had it too, and could afford things like shopping sprees, trips, jewelry, and all the fancy shit, it really was a plus. I wasn’t thinking about the other side of it though.
I knew nothing about that street life. I didn’t grow up with my sisters, so all that street shit was new for me.
Skyro didn’t bring it around me though. He didn’t talk that kind of business around me.
He did his best to try and shield me away from it.
Yeah, I knew how to shoot, but I don’t know what the hell I would have done if I’m innocently riding around with my man, and bullets start flying our way.
I don’t know if I would have been any good, and could have helped him with that,” Beretta finished, and she got laughs out of that.
I laughed too because she sounded dead ass serious.
“Don’t say that. I put a gun in your hand and taught you how to shoot for a reason.
In that moment, when it’s bullets flying at you, and your nigga, trust me you’re going to bust your shit back.
You not going to sit there and let some niggas shoot at ya’ll while you do nothing,” Uzi chimed in, leaning down, so that she could pick up one of the hookah tips.
She was sitting in the same seat with her sister, Benelli. You could just tell by the way that they were sitting that they were close. The space that we were at, it was other free space for either one of them to have sat on a free couch, but they chose to be close like this.
“Uzi and her husband got into a shootout during the beginning of their love story too. Mind you, they hated each other but still shot to keep each other alive. Sometimes the story gotta start out a little rough to get to the happy ending. You want to be married, Riot?” Aries asked me, and I laughed at her question.
“No time soon. I feel like me and Dolo have a lot to fix before we talk about marriage. Sometimes our communication isn’t the best, and that would have to be fixed.
Plus, I’m still young. Dolo’s still young.
We have so many plans that we want to make within the business.
So much money we’re trying to touch. I don’t really want marriage right now.
Whenever I am ready for it, it’s him that I want to do it with,” I finished, and I got a bunch of ‘awws’ from the girls.
For an hour, I let loose, and I vibed with the women. I was still tired, but I was able to fight through it and continue having a good time with them.
I think this was the most shit talking women that I’ve ever met in my life though.
That was big for me to say that because whenever I would get around my mama and her sisters, I didn’t think that anyone could talk as much shit as them, but they obviously met their match with this crew.
They would go through big blunts too, that they would pass around.
Me, Beretta, Puma, and Nyne were the only ones that didn’t smoke.
Beretta, and Puma would hit the hookah though.
As much fun as I was having with these ladies, I was glad when my man came over and acted like the fun police, getting me so that we could head to the room.
I was ready to see the room. I was ready to test out the shower.
I was ready to bless the bed and give Dolo a few rounds before I took my ass to sleep.