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I pulled away from her and looked back at Mythic. He gave me a slight smile, then said, “See you when I get back, lil mama.”
I nodded, then followed Mrs. Harper to the kitchen, praying that he would be okay.
TWO
MYTHIC
“You still ain’t gotmy money, huh, nigga?”
“I have it, Adrian.”
I went in my pocket and gave him the ten G’s I “owed” him. Technically, I didn’t feel like I owed him shit. The police had confiscated five thousand dollars’ worth of kush, meth, and crack cocaine when they’d pulled me over. The only reason they let me out of jail was because of an agreement Adrian had with the police department. It was a newbie that had arrested me and confiscated my shit. He also let it leak that someone had called in on me. Thankfully, he didn’t name any names. If he did, Adrian hadn’t made that known.
Maui would surely leave me if something happened to her fucking brother. I couldn’t stand that nigga. He thought he was big shit, but I could show that nigga better than I could tell him. I wasn’t to be fucked with. Niggas had gotten bodied for less. The only reason he was still breathing and walking was because of Maui. That woman had me fucking crazy. I was clingy as fuck, not wanting her out of my sight. I was so scared to lose her.
She accepted me as I was, so I couldn’t let her down. She wasn’t nagging me about leaving this shit alone, but I knew shewouldn’t wait forever. My family had pretty much washed their hands of me. They had dinners and shit together and wouldn’t tell me a damn thing about it. If I showed up, they would still be affectionate and shit, but they didn’t invite me anywhere. I supposed that shit was partially my fault.
Epic had almost gotten in trouble just from being with me one time. A nigga had stepped to me, and because he was my lil brother, he got in the trenches with me against that nigga, almost losing his career before it even got started. So, the only time I saw my family was when I visitedthem.None of them wanted to take a chance of coming on my turf.Maui, man . . .I couldn’t let her and my unborn baby down. I hated that she was alienated from her family, but selfishly, I felt like I needed her more than they did.
I took a deep breath and put my hands in my pocket so Adrian couldn’t see my fingers itching to ball up into a fist. He counted the cash I handed him and nodded repeatedly. A nigga knocked me across the back of my head, causing me to go to my knees. “Next time, don’t make me have to chase your ass down about my fucking money! Go in there and re-up.”
I slowly shook my head. “Naw. I ain’t doing that right now.” I stood as I glanced at the nigga behind me. My head was throbbing, and I knew it was bleeding. I could feel the trickle of blood on my neck. “I got some real shit going on right now. I ain’t got time to be on the block.”
Adrian stood from his seat, approaching me with a deep frown on his face. I wasn’t intimidated by him, and I knew that shit bothered the hell out of him. I hadn’t disrespected him, because I wasn’t trying to get killed, but I didn’t flinch or cower in his presence, and I never would. There was only one person that could bring me to that point. Legend Semien. That man could make me feel the lowest I’d ever felt just by the way he stared at me.
He hated this shit I was doing. I hated that Carter Legend and Epic got more of his time than I did. The girls both had my mama. Where did that leave me? That shit left me on my own. I found myself hanging around our cousin Philly and his son PJ. Before PJ was born though, he was in those streets heavy. As a kid, I remembered watching him flash wads of money. He had plenty of jewelry and cars. I wanted to be like him. When he saw me taking notice, he always acknowledged me.
After he left that life behind, I was a little confused. Later, I understood he had to do that shit for his family . . . the woman he loved. I understood that shit even more these days. I loved Maui. She was my heart, and in a short amount of time, she could have whatever she needed from me. She was so quiet. She never complained, nagged, or demanded anything verbally. However, I knew she didn’t want this life. She didn’t have to say a word. I knew who she was. She was a Henderson. They didn’t go for that shit.
“Next time, that’s your ass. You get one week to get your shit together. You don’t re-up, I’m coming for you.”
I stared at him, not offering a word or sound to confirm I understood what he was saying. I slowly flipped my razor blade in my mouth as I stared at him. This nigga didn’t know that I would slice his fucking neck and watch him bleed out without an ounce of remorse. He frowned hard as he stared at me. I was slightly taller than him, so I stared down at him like he was my damn subordinate. He wasn’t going to let me out the game without a fight. I should’vebeentook this nigga out.
“And Seven Henderson is on borrowed time. I know you fucking his sister. Get ready to buy her a black dress.”
My heart rate climbed, but I refused to allow him to see a change in my demeanor. I was gon’ have to save that muthafucka’s life.Fuck!He walked away from me and went backto his seat. He stared at me a little longer and said, “Man, get the fuck out my face.”
I slowly turned to leave, but my temper got the best of me. I drew my blade and sliced that nigga behind me across his face for hitting me in the head. I could hear Adrian chuckle. He knew I wasn’t gonna go for that shit. That was why he was refusing to let me leave the game. I kicked that nigga in his nuts and watched him double over to the floor. When he did, I stomped him on the head, then glanced back at Adrian.Yeah. His ass would be next.
He gave me a cynical smile. He never moved while I fucked this nigga up, nor did the two guards standing on either side of him. It was like they expected me to fuck this nigga up. He wasn’t moving, so I didn’t know if he was dead or alive, but I didn’t give a fuck. The only thing on my mind was trying to leave this shit alone for Maui. She was my angel, and I couldn’t fuck up and lose her.
I walked to my truck and got in. After wiping my blade with a handkerchief, I put fire to it to burn off his DNA. I would wash it when I got home. That would hold me over until I could make it to the store to get more. I needed to tend to my head. I wasn’t losing a lot of blood, but I still needed to check and see if I would need stitches. The last thing I wanted to do was go sit in the emergency room. I needed to get to my parents’ house so I could be there when Maui’s family got there.
Her dad was a thorn in my fucking flesh. He’d calmed down some about us, but I knew that was because he missed his daughter. He would still have all that aggression toward me. That nigga had threatened to kill me if he saw me around Maui and had the fucking audacity to tell that shit to my dad.
I had to be there, though, because I didn’t want them trying to convince her to go back to Nome. They didn’t even know she was pregnant. No one knew. I hated what I did to her. I tookadvantage of her naivety. She was so wrapped up in me she didn’t even care about a condom. That shit turned me on so much. When her knees buckled after I kissed her, I knew how much she was feeling me.
I was hoping she would get pregnant. That way if she changed her mind about us, I could still have access to her. I even had the audacity to admit that shit to her. She cried when I said that, and it made me realize just how selfish I was. While she knew I wasn’t wearing a condom, I still took advantage of her passiveness. She told me about her cousin, Karima, who endured something similar. She didn’t realize the nigga wasn’t wrapping up, because he was pretending he was. My balls were too big for that shit. I wanted her to know I was fucking her raw. I wasn’t about to pretend to do shit.
That was probably a serious problem, especially since I had a kid out there that I hadn’t even attempted to see yet. He was six months old, and according to his mother, looked just like me. I’d been living recklessly, and I didn’t even realize just how reckless I’d been until Maui came along. I didn’t know what she saw in me. We were polar opposites. Maybe that was it. I was different from what she knew and grew up around. Her uncle was in the streets for a while, but she really wasn’t around him like that when he was.
Marcus was on some get back shit though and let that take control of him. That was what made him reckless. He was hurt. It was possible that I was too. I thought I was just angry, but my family meant a lot to me, even when I didn’t act like they did. I’d been childish, having fits and tantrums instead of communicating effectively.
When I got home, I quickly went inside and showered, then stood at the vanity with a mirror to see the back of my head. I could see the pinkness of the tissue in my head. It was a small laceration, but I would still need stitches. I huffed, knowing Ididn’t feel like going to the hospital. After cleaning it, I put a square bandage on it. That muthafucka had better be glad my head was shaved right there anyway. I only had braids at the top of my head.
I got dressed and quickly made my way back out of the door. It felt like I was slightly panicking. That feeling was weird. I was never nervous. When I got to my parents’ house and didn’t see a vehicle I didn’t recognize, I took a deep breath, grateful I’d made it back to her before they got here. I didn’t know who all was coming, but I would be sitting by Maui’s side when they got here.
I made my way to the back door and could hear music playing. My mama loved Teyana Taylor. She kind of looked like her, except she had more meat on her bones. My mama looked better than Teyana. She was a gorgeous, chocolate woman. She was probably a mix between her and Gabrielle Union. I used to tell my dad all the time that he was lucky Mama wanted his ugly ass. He would laugh and shove me in the head every time I said it.
