needed to holla at you about some money.” We rode to the city choppin’ it up. Kay was telling me about how his money was all tied up in the record company. And how he had to loan Trae some bread for his money issues. I was happy to hear my brother wanted to get back in the trenches. Even though I didn’t trust him I still would welcome him back to the game with open arms. I know he didn’t need any money from me. Trae neither. They both were stacked.
We ended up having dinner, just like old times. My ass had a little too much to drink. Combined with the weed I was high as hell. On the way back out to Mari’s I had to piss and since Kaylin was knocked out, I pulled off the road right quick. I had to find a spot, since these honkies out here will lock you up for anything. I walked behind the building, pissing as if I would never stop. I never heard Kaylin’s footsteps. This nigga had the gun pressed against the back of my head.
“So, this is how it ends.” I turned slowly to face him. He cocked the hammer.
“Betrayal is worse than slaughter” he repeated the words off the headstone. Tears rolled down his face.
After I was done I looked him in his eyes, murder was the only thing I saw.
“You pussy!” I spat. “You a true bitch even in my last moments, I’ll go to hell thinking of what a bitch of a brother you—“
My words were cut off with the blast, the .45’s bark echoed into the night. That shit lifted me off my feet, knocking me against the wall and onto the ground. I struggled to breathe, holding my chest. He leaned down. I didn’t know what he was doing. I hawked blood and spit right into his face. He put his hand over my mouth preventing me from breathing. I kicked and squirmed. My brother laughed.
“Now you see how me and my wife felt laying in that coffin. You are the bitch and you let miniscule situations cloud your judgment. You couldn’t leave well enough alone, you just kept coming. Funny, I had this dream for some time now but I never knew how it would end. I can rest in peace, knowing that I am the one who sent you to hell. I love you big brother. Always did.”
23
KAYLIN
I had taken Kyron’s car to the chop shop where Bo was waiting on me. Once his body was discovered, all hell broke loose. Mari was the first to call me, and as soon as she could, she went over to my mother’s house. Then, of course, Kendra and Kendrick were next, making a special trip, rushing over to my spot to interrogate me. My mother then sent a message for me to come over to see her as soon as possible. The three of us headed over there together.
Kendra, Kendrick, and I were in my mother’s basement, and of course, all fingers were pointing at Trae. “Trae is locked up, so it couldn’t have been him.” I told them. I looked over at the twins, wearing my game face.
“That don’t mean shit.” Kendra’s ass snapped, interrupting the thoughts of Kyron’s and my last minutes together. My brother talked shit right up to his last breath.
“He’s locked up, dummy! And as far as we know, Mari could have done it. Y’all sleeping on her; she knew about him and Tasha and all about that Vegas stunt.”
“What Vegas stunt?” Kendra asked.
“Nah, Mari wouldn’t have done that,” Kendrick interrupted.
“What Vegas stunt?” Kendra wanted to know.
“Oh, this nigga didn’t tell you?” I pointed over at Kendrick. I had his ass now. Kendra thought that her twin brother’s shit didn’t stink. “They all went to Vegas, including Mari, and Kyron gets with Tasha, drugs and rapes her. He ends up catching a case. A rape case.”
“He what?” She looked at Kendrick with disgust.
“It wasn’t like that,” Kendrick lied.
“Yes, it was, Kendrick and you was in on that shit.” I said. “But I’m through talking about it. Let yourselves out. I gotta go talk to my moms.” I got up and left them sitting on the couch.
The only person who knew that I did the deed was Bo. He was Trae’s first cousin and had come up with us, hustled and warred with us and I trusted him with my life. If anyone suspected it, that’s all they