Page 53 of Giving Him Something He Can Feel

He laughed. “Where his ass at anyway?”

“Probably stalking them nigga’s mama.”

We all shared a laugh, at the same time as the door opened. When I looked up, my eyes landed on a popular ghost himself. Aysun was the only nigga I knew who stayed low in the trenches but didn’t have to. He claimed it was because he liked to see his money be made. I didn’t get it, but I respected it. I respected his moves and his hustle.

“Y’all niggas sitting in here looking like straight up marks. The fuck is up?” He looked around, before taking a seat.

“Shit. Tryna see where yo’ ass been.” Trek looked at him.

“Out here livin’. I’m young and ‘bout my paper.”

“I see. Yo’ count be good.”

He nodded. “What’s up with y’all and that Aylo nigga?”

“Nothing too deep, I know he looking to retaliate, but don’t know shit about beefing with niggas.” Cruz laughed.

Trek shook his head. “We ain’t gonna touch ‘em yet. We touch his money, but that bullet touched Fari.”

“Oh damn. The brother shot Fari, right?” Aysun asked.

I nodded. “Don’t mean they ain’t gonna both feel that shit. Fari moves on his own resonance. I’m shock?—”

A face standing in the doorway halted my words. “Boss, word just came through. They found that nigga Alias hanging from the light pole on Mafia territory.” After a few seconds Cody walked away leaving us in the small office to confer. Fari’s retaliation would ultimately be taken as a transgression by us. He was his own entity, but Aylo’s need to show the streets who he thought he was would drive him to do some stupid shit. The type of shit that would land him as well in a casket before the month was out.

“Ain’t like y’all ain’t know that shit would happen.” Cartrek shrugged, pulling his phone from his pocket. Within a few seconds he had it to his ear.

“Where you at?” A moment later a smile creased his lips, which let me know who he was talking to.Peach.He spoke with her for a while longer before he ultimately hung up and focused back on the conversation at hand.

“So, we don’t move on a nigga unless he moves on us?” Aysun asked with a questioning glare.

“Or if you got it and you’re up for it take the shot. Don’t put that word out to the lil’ niggas though. Be just our luck they do some reckless shit and shoot up a crowd.”

Just that easy word for Aylo’s life was dangling and in the hands of the four of us. Funny thing is we all knew Aysun would be the one to take it, because though he was the youngest he’d make an executive decision in a minute. Blood was non-confrontational but would vent a niggas skull in a minute.

“But on another note, how you get stabbed in the middle of Thirteen’s joint?” Aysun’s eyes were on mine, and now so were my brother’s.

I shook my head. “Bitch caught me off guard. I’m reaching for my food and she’s driving a fucking steak knife through my shoulder.” Shit pissed me off just thinking about it.

“And she still walking around here?”

“For now. My baby mama wanted to touch her, but I can’t even let that shit rock. She’s carrying the future.”

He nodded. “I know a few bitches off the block that’ll handle that for you.”

I nodded. “Right now?”

“Hell yeah, hos just be itching to fight.”

“Bet.”

“Y’all niggas be reckless as fuck together. Don’t be on no mess,” Cruz started. He loved to lecture, but before he laid low was the most reckless of us all.

Sun shook his head. “What, you wanna hold my balls forme nigga?”

We kicked it for a while longer, talking shit before it was time to handle business. I was ready to be in my baby mama’s face because I hadn’t seen her since I left her sleep this morning. Jovie was a heavy sleeper, hell the type to wanna fight a nigga if I woke her up so I just kissed her forehead and left a few bucks on the nightstand for her since I knew she was going to get her nails, toes and shit taken care of today.

We left the mattress store a few minutes later, me hopping in the ride with him. “I know I be on some missing shit, but you wanna tell me how you went out here and made a baby?” He turned his loud ass music down and glanced in my direction briefly.

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