So Gone - By Jennifer Luckett Page 0,63
behind me for protection. I trained the burner on Polo and said, “Show me the money.”
"Aight, just don't get trigger happy," he pleaded.
"Naw, don't you get stupid," I corrected.
He led me to a safe in a room at the back off the house. I made him open it, and then I kept the banger pressed to the back of his head while Luscious loaded those racks into the tote bag that I had brought along.
"What about the yay?" I asked in a no nonsense tone.
"I don't shit where I sleep," replied Polo.
"Let me find out you're playing games, and I'ma open ya top. Matter of fact . . ." Boc! Boc! I blasted his shit all over the wall. "I don't even feel like figuring it out, homie." I laughed at my own sick humor.
Luscious rose up from on her knees in front of the safe. "This our last lick, shawdy, " I said.
"Okay, Daddy. Whatever you --- "
"So your services are no longer needed." I aimed the gun at her face and distorted her makeup. Her body dropped to the floor on top of Polo's.
I picked up the bag, backed out of the bedroom and closed the door, leaving Luscious and Polo's bodies to decompose side by side. I wasn’t stressed, now I wouldn’t have to worry about her ever flippin’ on me.
I hurried outside to my car and drove away. I wanted to go by Mika's, but decided against it. There was one last thing that I needed to take care of. I went back to the room on Old National Highway and began scheming.
Love Doesn’t Hurt
Molaysia
Bright flashes of lightning and angry roars of thunder awakened me. Outside my bedroom window, thrashing rain whipped around, pattering against the side of the house.
I had slept dreadfully, despite the pain medication. My conscious was telling me to go to the police with what I suspected Blunt of doing.
I struggled up into a sitting position with my back against the headboard. Straining my neck to check the time on the clock that sat on the nightstand next to the bed, I realized that Leesha should have arrived hours ago. I had called and asked her to come nurse her favorite cuzzo back to health. Obviously, the thunderstorm had her running late.
I looked around for my cell phone. It had fallen off the bed to the floor. It was going to be a challenge to reach it. As I leaned over the side of the bed with a groan, I saw a pair of legs in my doorway. My head snapped up.
“You thought you could leave me and there wouldn’t be any consequences?” Blunt asked with his arms folded across his chest.
“How did you get in my house?” I asked, trying to sound unafraid.
“Did you ask Rocco that, Mo'? Did you question that bitch nigga like you're questioning me? Or did you just invite him in and let him fuck you?”
Blunt slowly paced over to the bed and glared down at me. His eyes seemed wild and blood trickled from his nose.
"You gave that nigga my pussy, didn't you?" Blunt asked. But it was more of an accusation than a question.
"No, Blunt," I lied, sensing that my life stood in the balance.
"Yes, you did, bitch!"
"No, baby, I swear."
"You fucked him. Don't lie! Be twenty-one about it." Tears ran down his face.
I knew I was in deep shit because I had never known him to cry. He wrapped his hand around my throat tightly.
“Blunt, please stop!” I begged.
“I love you, Mo’ and that’s how you gon’ do me? You let the next nigga run up in what is mine?”
"No, I didn't, baby," I groaned as he tightened his grip on my throat.
"Yes, you did. And you probably sucked his dick. Did you, Mo'? Did you let that mothafucka put his dick in your mouth, shawdy?"
"No . . ."
He removed his hand from around my neck and snatched the pillow from off the bed.
"No, Blunt!" I cried.
"You ain't shit, Mo'. You gotta pay for giving another nigga what's mine." His shoulders rocked as he began crying harder.
I looked at the stranger before me and wondered how I could've been so wrong about a person. Blunt was mentally unbalanced, but I never saw it until now. I had been so gone over him, I had missed the signs.
As he placed the pillow over my head and began smothering me, I fought with all of my might to free myself, but he was so strong.
There was only one thing left for me to do. I stopped struggling and closed my eyes. Lord, please hear my prayer, I prayed.
To Be Continued…
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Table of Contents
Copyright
From The Beginning
Rude Boy
Adding Fire To The Flame
When Ya Shit Comes To The Light
Truth Told
Play Ya Position Or Bounce
Revenge
Drama Time
Heated
Too Much Drama
I’m Losing Out
A Bottle, A Blunt, And My Thoughts
No Mask
What You Don’t Want Somebody Else Does
Me Or Him
Out of Control
Still Running Shit
My Way Or The Highway
Boss Game
My Foolish Heart
Baby Mama Drama
Steaming Hot
The Last Straw
Enough Is Enough
Loose Lips Sink Ships
My Nine Goes Boc! Boc!
Blunt Free
A Nice Interruption
Made My Day
Looking Delicious
Man To Man
The Unpredicted Happens
Always Getting Caught Up
Never Miss Ya Water Till Your Well Runs Dry
Closure
Wrong Place At The Wrong Time
A Beast Unleashed
Hard To Trust Anybody
Trust Issues
Mind Must Be Playin’ Tricks On Me
Can’t Take This Much Longer
It’s About Time
Losing It
A Fun Trip
About To Pig Out
Catastrophe
Trying To Hold On
The Results
Dealing With An Enemy
Love Doesn’t Hurt
Other Titles By Jennifer Luckett
Table of Contents
Copyright
From The Beginning
Rude Boy
Adding Fire To The Flame
When Ya Shit Comes To The Light
Truth Told
Play Ya Position Or Bounce
Revenge
Drama Time
Heated
Too Much Drama
I’m Losing Out
A Bottle, A Blunt, And My Thoughts
No Mask
What You Don’t Want Somebody Else Does
Me Or Him
Out of Control
Still Running Shit
My Way Or The Highway
Boss Game
My Foolish Heart
Baby Mama Drama
Steaming Hot
The Last Straw
Enough Is Enough
Loose Lips Sink Ships
My Nine Goes Boc! Boc!
Blunt Free
A Nice Interruption
Made My Day
Looking Delicious
Man To Man
The Unpredicted Happens
Always Getting Caught Up
Never Miss Ya Water Till Your Well Runs Dry
Closure
Wrong Place At The Wrong Time
A Beast Unleashed
Hard To Trust Anybody
Trust Issues
Mind Must Be Playin’ Tricks On Me
Can’t Take This Much Longer
It’s About Time
Losing It
A Fun Trip
About To Pig Out
Catastrophe
Trying To Hold On
The Results
Dealing With An Enemy
Love Doesn’t Hurt
Other Titles By Jennifer Luckett