Chapter 25
CHAPTER
TWENTY-FIVE
Jawan
“Darren you think you can drive any slower, my nigga? I want to hurry this shit up and get home so I can fuck.”
I was in the car with him and Shad headed to handle this nigga Noah.
The dumb nigga wasn’t even smart enough to get rid of Tio’s old phone.
He had even hit her on Instagram and messenger soliciting her to meet him so she could get it back.
Nigga gotta be gone off some dog food to think she was pulling up on him after that shit.
He pulled up at the school. He was in for a very rude awakening now though.
“I’m going as fast as the law allows, Jawan.”
“Nigga fuck them laws, get us there,” Shad said.
“Would one of you like to drive?” Darren glanced over at me, then in the rear view at Shad.
“Did we say we wanted to?” I asked. “We just want you to drive this muhfucka. Fuck you got a SRT for anyway? You strike me as a station wagon type of nigga,” I joked and dapped Shad up.
“Facts. Ol’ Volkswagen type of nigga,” Shad added.
Darren only shook his head in response. He never really entertained our antics, but shit there was nothing he could say.
Nigga gone go pick one of the fastest cars on the lot just to drive the speed limit.
I just wanted to get there, kill the nigga, then go the fuck home.
Tiomi made me promise to reschedule that stupid ass game night that she planned, and I cancelled because they were out being Charlies Angels and shit, so it was going to go down tomorrow.
Today was the day I planned to rid my life of each and every problem that we have in our lives.
“I bought it because you told me to, or did you forget?” Again, he cut his eyes in my direction.
“Naw nigga I said to get rid of that Honda, I ain’t said shit about wasting your bread on this shit here.”
“Well, I like it.”
“Well, I like it,” Shad mocked. “Just drive nigga, damn.”
Noah really wasn’t a smart nigga at all.
The nigga legit lives in the house that he had Tiomi at and her phone, shit wild as fuck .
Like what kind of muhfuckas did RJ go out and recruit.
The phone number that I shot to Tech the day Tio had lost her fuckin’ mind traced back to RJ.
He had been hiding in plain sight this entire time, recruiting stupid muhfuckas like Noah to get close to me.
He did have a little sense though. RJ knows that I don’t deal with new niggas at all, so he sent him at Tiomi thinking that shit was going to be sweet.
I just couldn’t believe he didn’t account for me making sure my bitch was good at all times.
After riding for what felt like two more hours with this slow ass nigga behind the wheel, we were finally pulling up to the house that he was occupying.
As we climbed out, I started talking shit again.
“Nigga, what we about to do in here ain’t legal, so don’t start throwing up and shit, and when we leave have a sense of urgency.”
Nobody had time to deal with Darren and all that scary shit his ass be on.
“Shit stay your ass in the car matter fact,” Shad chimed in.
“No, I’ll be fine. Unfortunately, I’m getting used to breaking the law with you guys.” He looked around. “Can we head inside?”
I let him live and took his advice. We wasted enough time as is with Darren driving like Ms. Daisy.
Shad picked the lock like he usually did, and just like last time I wanted to knock on the door an put one in that nigga’s head.
Once we had the door opened, I stepped inside before them and we started to search the house.
I swear it had to be déjà vu because this nigga Noah was in here fuckin’ this bitch just like we had found Romeo.
I watched this performance for a second too, just like we had done Romeo, but this bitch wasn’t as talented.
If I’m being honest it was boring. I let my eyes land on Shad who was watching with his nose turned up and Darren who was covering his eyes like a hoe.
I smacked his hands down and got ready to make our presence known, but Shad beat me to it.
The bitch brain matter was spread all over the headboard.
Looking at him with heightened brows, he shrugged. “Bitch couldn’t ride no dick anyway.”
I laughed and put my attention on Noah, who looked equally as terrified as my bitch ass brother-in-law. “Nigga what the fuck you looking all scared for? You with us.”
He straightened his posture and fixed his clothes. “It just surprised me, that’s all.”
Shad and I laughed in unison. This muhfucka was scared as fuck. I told the nigga to stay his ass at home with the women, but he swears he can hang. Noah’s cries made me get back to business at hand.
“Nigga what the fuck is yo’ ass crying for? I can’t deal with all this estrogen. I got enough of this shit at home.”
“I wasn’t trying to hurt her. I just wanted to have a conversation with her, without anyone interrupting us.”
I lifted my gun and fired a shot into his knee. “Fuck you need to be having uninterrupted conversation with my bitch for? When she ghosted yo’ punk ass that was the end.”
“I swear to God I just wanted to let her know what type of danger you guys were facing.”
I sucked my teeth. “Nigga please. I knew from the jump that you wanted to fuck her, but after she put that pussy on me, she made me promise to leave you alone. And like a sucka nigga I did.”
“Man, can you kill this nigga so we can go? Don’t nobody wanna listen to his ass crying and shit,” Shad complained.
“I’m ‘bout to nigga, shut the fuck up,” I snapped and lifted my gun again in Noah’s direction. “Where is RJ?”
“Please don’t do this,” he begged.
“Nigga die with some dignity. Where the fuck is he at?”
He sat there and cried just as hard as Lae little ass be crying when she don’t get her way. Shit disgusted me to see a grown man carry on like this. With my gun still trained on him I turned my attention to Darren.
“What’s the nigga baby mama and kid name?”
“Um, Porsche and Mercedes.”
When my eyes met with Noah’s again, his were the size of golf balls. “Need I say more? Get to talking.”
He gave us all the details about where he was now and his plans for later.
I recently discovered that he had linked with that snake bitch Sierra and Nia’s hoe ass boyfriend.
When that text came through on Noah’s phone, I knew it was Si’s number.
It had been many of nights the same number blew my line down because she was tryna keep tabs on a nigga, so I recognized it immediately.
I had plans for that bitch though. I was going to make both Si’ and Nia die a slow and painful death for thinking they could play with me, but I decided to let Tiomi’s lil’ plan for Nia rock.
They fucked shorty up good that night, too.
Bitch wheelchair bound and has one finger on each of her hands.
Bet her hoe ass won’t steal from no fuckin’ body else.
“Listen, Jawan,” Noah began, and I silenced him wit’ a bullet to the head. He was about to start that begging shit again and I didn’t want to hear it.
“About time,” Shad said. “Now can we fuckin’ go? Darren bitch ass look like he ‘bout to pass out.”
Sure enough, when I looked on the opposite side of me, he was sweating, and his face was red as hell. I snatched him by his shirt and shoved him towards the door, “Let's go bruh, you still driving so you need to tighten the fuck up.”
Pussy ass nigga.
After Darren finally got his life together enough to get us home, I hopped out at Shad’s house. I brought my Vette over here earlier because we had plans that I knew Tiomi would interrupt if I went back to the house.
“You guys sure you don’t need me to come along? I don’t like the thought of both of you hot heads being there alone,” Darren admitted.
“Nigga quit actin' like a bitch, we good.” I turned my nose up.
“Fuck yo’ scary ass gone do anyway?”
“Fine. Just call me if you need me.”
“Darren get yo’ gay ass out my yard man,” Shad snapped.
We hopped in my whip and headed to our next destination to kill two birds with one stone, literally.
No matter what the situation was and how much time had passed, one thing was for sure, she couldn’t resist me.
The bitch couldn’t resist money either, though.
She didn’t want to work for the bread, so she’d do anything to get it.
Hence the reason she was had teamed up with RJ.
It didn’t register to me the night that I got shot that she had texted my phone quicker than the news had circulated.
Yeah, I was sure that word was out that there was a shooting in front of my shop, but I made sure my name was never mentioned.
It didn’t dawn on me until after the bitch had left my shop after arguing with Nia.
According to everything that Noah told me, RJ hit all of them up with promises of a payday and a seat in my empire.
Some shit he hadn’t worked a day for in his life, he promised to these four bozo’s.
It took us like twenty minutes to get to Sierra’s crib.
Bitch still live in the same run-down ass apartment she been living in since we were kids.
The couch was straight in there because there was no way I was gone let her suck me up on no raggedy shit.
“Aye, is that —”
I hopped out the car before he could even finish his statement. “Tiomi, what the fuck is you doing here?”
“No what are you doing here?” she folded her arms in front of her.
“I’m handling business. Who the fuck told you I was coming here and where are my kids?” I looked into the car to make sure she wasn’t THAT stupid.
“They’re where they are and it doesn’t matter who told me what, why are you here?”
I stepped so far into her personal space that our noses were touching. “Take yo’ looney ass home.”
“Not without you. You’ve been gone all night and I’m horny,” she whined.
“Baby, for real?” I asked and ran my hand down my face. “Look, let me kill these two muhfuckas then I promise to come home and punish that pussy, aight?”
“Promise?” she asked then bit her lip and lifted her pinky in my direction.
I grabbed her pinky with my own and promised her, then I dropped a kiss on her lips that got us a little carried away.
“Bro’, y’all muhfuckas can’t be serious right now. Grim bring yo’ muhfuckin’ ass on and Tio go home, bruh. Crazy muhfuckas aggravating as fuck.”
Tio and I smiled at each other after we broke the kiss. “I won’t even be an hour baby,” I said and gave her one final kiss before she got in the car and left.
“Y’all two dysfunctional muhfuckas ain’t right,” Shad said as we made our way up to Sierra’s apartment.
“Shut the fuck up nigga, let’s go.”
We made our way up the steps to her apartment door, and once again Shad wanted to pick the lock.
This time that was the plan though, I wanted to catch the both of them by surprise.
Once the door was opened, we silently made our way through the house.
It was a light coming from under one of the doors and so I’m sure that’s the room that housed the two of them.
I reached for the knob and slowly turned it.
I wanted to mask our presence as long as possible.
I eased the door all the way open and saw that the bedroom was empty, but the shower was running in her bathroom, so we made ourselves comfortable at the foot of her bed until they emerged.
It was clear they were planning to leave because two suitcases were waiting by the door.
While we waited, I looked around the room in pure disgust. There was empty food containers, dirty clothes, paper, and some more shit scattered everywhere.
Nasty bitch.
We waited for about ten more minutes before the shower turned off, signaling that they were done and about to join us in the room. The both of them were wrapped in towels when they finally showed face.
“Well, it’s about damn time. Fuck was y’all in there cleaning because both of y’all still look dingy as fuck,” Shad stated with his nose turned up.
“G-Grim?” Sierra stuttered.
“In the flesh baby,” I smiled. “Going somewhere?” I asked her, pointing towards the luggage with my gun.
She didn’t verbally respond, she just started to cry, so I turned my attention to RJ. “Bro’ you been one hard nigga to find. Why you go underground after your pops was killed? You missed the funeral and all.”
“You can save your mind games, Grim.”
“Mind games? I’m simply tryna figure out at what point in time that you made up in your mind that I was the nigga to play with.” I stood to my feet.
He scoffed. "Do you know how many chances I had to kill you?”
“One,” I answered. “And you blew it.”
I raised my gun and put a bullet through his head.
Truly I had let him breathe and talk for too long.
RJ knew the moment he shot me and didn’t kill me that he fucked up.
Sierra was screaming and crying so Shad went ahead and silenced her, too.
On the way out, I grabbed the duffle bag that held all the bread that Nia had been wiring to her nigga’s account like an idiot and he was withdrawing the shit and giving it to RJ.
Muhfuckas were literally the dumbest criminals I had ever encountered.
I was just gone take this lil’ bread and put it in my kids’ accounts.
Hell, it's already been withdrawn from my shit, so it wasn’t accounted for anymore.
By the time we made it home, Tio and the girls were all cuddled in our bed asleep.
She pulled up blowing up my spot about her being horny just to be slobbing and shit when I got here.
All I could do was shake my head. I headed in the bathroom to shower so I could join my family.
For the first time, a nigga was at peace and didn’t have shit to worry about.