A Child of a CRACKHEAD II (12 page)

“But why aren’t we going back to our old house? I like it there and liked my room and bed,”

Mike replied while getting sad. It was his first time having his own room and own bed in his whole life.

He remembered when the social workers would bring him to a new foster home the foster parent would be nice at first and showed him a room and bed and say it was his, but as soon as the social worker left he was forced to sleep on the floor or sometimes the stairs.

Michael looked at Mike’s face from the corner of his eyes. “Mike, listen the new house is better and you still will have your own room and always will because we’re family. As soon as Envy is done clearing her head and visiting her sister, she’ll go shopping for the house to really make it look nice. We both know how much she loves to shop and make things look pretty.” Mike and Michael both smiled because they knew fashion was Envy’s life. “So tell me about your new friend, Crystal.”

“Well, she’s nice to me and funny and likes to be alone sometimes just like me. We talk a lot about everything. I wouldn’t even know that she was a girl sometimes because she was so cool.”

Michael laughed at seeing Mike smile over his new friend. “Well Mike, some girls are cool, but I’m going to tell you what my mother always told me ‘Women are like flowers. Treat them with a gentle touch and never hurt them.’ Okay?”

“Okay Michael.” Mike’s eyes got wide as they pulled up in the driveway of a beautiful two story house. “There’s grass. I’ve never seen grass in front of a house before.”

Michael looked at Mike as if he were crazy.

Then he remembered that Mike was only used to living in Brooklyn in the projects or buildings.

Mike jumped out of the car as soon as it stopped and looked at the house. “Wow!”

“Come in. If you like the outside, you’re going to love the inside,” Michael stated as he opened the front door. Mike couldn’t believe how big it was inside and so nice. He ran from room to room looking at everything until he found a bedroom with his name on it. He opened the door and smiled. The room was all blue and had a big bed and even his own television. “Do you like it? I know I’m not as good as Envy when it comes to decorating, but she will add more to it when she comes.”

“I love it Michael, thank you.” Mike said and hugged him and tears of joy came rolling down his face.

“I packed all of your clothes and things from the old house and brought it here. I even got something for you up under your pillow.”

Mike walked to his bed and looked up under the pillow and pulled out a four inch hunting knife with a holster. “This is for me?” Mike asked while pulling out the shiny, sharp knife out of the holster and looked at it.

“Yeah Mike, it’s for you, but you have to promise not to black out and not to carry it all the time. The switch blade you carry in your pocket everywhere is fine, but this is a little bigger. You’ll have to keep it strapped to your thigh up under your jeans in the holster. Never pull it out, unless you really, really need to and most of all God please don’t tell or show Envy you got that. She’ll kill us both.”

“Okay Michael. I love it and will keep it clean and safe because it’s from you.”

“Remember Mike, when you black out think of the people you love and who loves you and control it. I know I shouldn’t give you that, but I had more than a few knives at your age and shit I got a lot now,” Michael said with a smirk. “I also know you know how to protect yourself, me, and Envy. We never know when that may take place, okay?”

Mike was so zoned out from looking at his new knife. He only heard a few words of what Michael said. “Yeah okay, Michael,” he replied.

“Okay, we’re going to eat and then get ready for bed. We have another long day tomorrow.”

“It feels funny with everyone not being here.” Mike said as he put the knife back up under his pillow.

“Yeah I know, but she won’t be gone for long.”

Envy’s stress was finally leaving slowly, but surely. She spent the day shopping with her sister buying shoes that always helped her no matter what the situation was. Envy was now trying on her new pair of shoes inside her sister’s Kema apartment.

“Ooow girl, those red heels are too fly.” Kema said as she watched Envy walking back and forth modeling them off.

“I know right,” Envy replied while touching her hair and tossing it backwards like she was a super model causing Kema and her both to laugh.

Kema then tried on a pair of black heels that had a gold zipper on the side of them. “Damn, I love these shoes,” Kema said while standing up from the couch and looking at them. Kema was just four years older than Envy and even at twenty- three you could tell they were sisters. They had the same smile and caramel complexion and that voluptuous shape with their long, flowing hair that came to their shoulders. Their body type is what you call a thick woman with a whole lot of booty. “Okay Envy, we’ve been shopping for a day and a half now and you been staying at my apartment and your welcome to stay as long as you want. I’m not saying I don’t love shopping shit spend that hard earned money on my ass, but what’s really going on girl? There’s a reason why you not home with that sexy ass man of yours.”

Envy looked at her sister and knew she could read her like a book then sat down on the brown leather couch. “There’s so much going on, Kema. First, me and Michael took a little boy from the community center named Mike and I’ve grown to care and love him. But, here’s the fucked up part, the social workers sent me his papers and I found out his real name and that the little boy is really Michael’s brother.”

“What? Do Michael know?” Kema asked with a shocked look on her face.

“No, I didn’t tell him. I just found out the other day and I was about to tell him then some crazy shit came up.”

“So, are you going to tell him soon?” Kema asked.

“Yes, I am. I have to. I still have the papers in my purse, but that’s not the worse part that I’m about to tell you and I’m only telling you because I can trust you. We all know the stories of Black Ice and the things he did or they say that he do and that Michael is his son. So now we living in the house that Black Ice left him and got to worry about when he will come and get Michael.”

“But, Envy you knew all of this before you got with Michael or moved in.”

“Yeah Kema, I did, but now he has more enemies. His cousin, Pooky tried to kill him one night by the center, but Michael handled it. The other day two gunmen broke into our house that worked for Pooky. I shot and killed one and Michael killed the other one.”

“So, what’s wrong with that Envy? Shit, if someone breaks into my apartment, I’ll kill their ass too.” Kema said while pulling out a chrome baby 9

mm from her purse. “I know grand mom raised us, but we live on these streets and know we have to protect ourselves as women. I taught you how to use a gun when you were fourteen. So tell me, what’s the problem, Envy? You have a good man that helps women and children, you go to school, and he loves you.”

“Kema, I know how good my man is.

There’s just crazy shit going on. I done seen that little boy, Mike, black out and start stabbing the dying gunmen I shot. We had to yell and pull him off the guy to snap him back. Shit, he’s only ten years old and that makes me think what if Michael blacks out like that? I won’t be able to control him.

I heard about his other side. His street name is Evil, but never seen him wild out myself. I know his eyes can get so cold and evil at times, just like that little boy.”

“But Envy, you know you can’t listen to rumors or the streets. If you did, you know Michael or Evil, as they call him, would never hurt a woman, only men that abuse them,” Kema stated.

“I know Michael would never hurt me. I’m just thinking now that there are two boys out there with Black Ice’s blood in them and there might be three.”

“Envy, you think Black Ice knows that he has another son?”

Envy stopped and thought for a while. “Hell no, if he did, I’m sure he would come for him.

He’ll be easier to control more than Michael. He always wanted to control him,” Envy replied.

“Yeah you’re right, so you know you have to be strong and ready. I got your back and what you mean three people with Black Ice’s blood in them? There are only two we know about right?”

Envy lowered her head. “Kema, I’m pregnant.”

“What girl? That’s great!” Kema yelled and hugged her and was smiling from ear to ear.

Kema pulled back when she noticed that Envy wasn’t smiling. “What’s wrong, girl? You’re not happy? You don’t want the baby?”

“No Kema, it isn’t that. I want the baby and I’m happy about it. I just found out when I took the test in your bathroom yesterday because I haven’t been feeling so good. I’m sad because what if my baby has Black Ice’s rage like Michael or Mike, and even worse, what if Black Ice comes for my baby?”

“That would never happen, ever. Michael would never let that happen and you’re a fighter.

You wouldn’t let that shit happen and I sure as hell won’t let that go down.”

“Yeah, I know you right girl, that’s why I love you. You always clear my head.”

“So, when you going to tell Michael about the baby and Mike being his brother?”

Envy looked at her sister in the eyes, “Soon, real soon.”

Chapter 12

“Your mine Roxy, don’t you forever forget that!” Black Ice yelled with each pump he made inside Tiffany making sure to give her all that long nine inch dick with hard deep strokes. Tiffany’s hands were chained to the wall by her wrist above her head with her back pressed against the wall and legs spread wide open with Black Ice between them pumping fast and hard, then real slow. “Your mine and always will be Roxy!” Black Ice yelled as he pumped even harder.

“Yes, I’m yours. I’m yours,” Tiffany screamed back. She could tell by the look in his eyes that she better say what she had to in order to keep him calm. ‘Damn, why his dick got to feel so fucking good,’ she thought to herself as she came and looked at the sweat dripping down his muscular body onto his six pack stomach and ripped arms with muscles popping out from everywhere. Her pussy couldn’t help, but to get wetter. Black Ice pumped as fast as he could go and nutted all inside Tiffany.

“Damn, that’s my bitch.” He pulled out of her and pulled up his jeans, threw his shirt over his shoulders, and let it hang there. “If you keep being good, I might take your ass out this fucking room with these bitches and my pet hyenas chained to the other side of these rooms.”

Tiffany turned her head to see Star hanging right there next to her and Yasmin chained to the wall as well. Tiffany and Star’s eyes met and she could see the sadness in them. “I kind of like it in this room,” Tiffany said out loud.

Black Ice stopped from walking out of the room and stood there with his back turned. He turned around and pulled out a six inch knife that was curved at the tip. He walked over to Tiffany looking in her eyes. Her whole body began to shake. She knew there was nothing in his crazy mind that he wouldn’t do to try and harm her or anyone else. It was as if he fed off of the pain of others. Black Ice raised the knife to her face. “You like it here, Tiffany, in this fucking room and have the nerve to talk back? I think I know why and I will cut the problem at the source.” Black Ice moved from Tiffany and walked over to Star. He grabbed her face. “No, please no,” Star screamed and began to cry.

“Don’t hurt her. Please, don’t hurt her. I’ll be good.”

Black Ice looked at Tiffany then smiled. In one swift move, he swung slicing Star’s cheek leaving a wide cut at first you could see the meat and then the blood started to pour out of it. Star screamed out in agonizing pain. He then cut her next cheek. Star cried and screamed. “Please, stop no…no more!”

At the scent of blood, the four hyenas chained up started to get excited and started pulling away from the chains to get away, free to attack.

“Please, I’ll be good I swear. I didn’t mean what I said!” Tiffany yelled while crying.

“Now, you listen bitch and you listen good,”

Black Ice said while looking at Tiffany. “You not in this fucking room to enjoy yourself. The only reason your little friend here is alive is because of you as soon as you get that through your head the better. I’ll kill her if you try to run again and if you talk back. I’ll cut your ass so badly you would wish you were dead. Then I will fuck, Star, here and then cut off her arms then feet and feed her to my hyenas, very slowly. So, she and you both can watch them enjoy their meal. Are we fucking clear?”

“Yes! Yes!” Tiffany screamed and shook her head up and down.

“Ha Ha Ha!” Black Ice laughed. His laughter sent chills through Tiffany, Star, and Yasmin’s body even the hyenas stopped laughing and sat down out of fear. As he walked out of the room and the steel door shut behind him, outside the door was one of his henchmen, Tiwan. “How’s the drug selling going? Did we make the quota this month?”

“Yes boss. We did better than last month.

We made over 300,000 dollars. It’s getting easier with all the drug dealers buying all the weight of crack from us. The increase of all the women that we’ve made crack heads. They go back on the street and sell their bodies or do anything to buy crack even turning their men into crack heads by telling them they would love it if they just tried it,”

Tiwan replied.

This only made Black Ice smirk his devilish grin. “Yes, just as I planned. I think we soon need to do this in other boroughs and states. Tiwan, I made you in charge of all the other men because of your actions of killing that fool who had no idea and I think you know better than to cross me right?"

Black Ice said as he looked at him from the corner of his eyes.

"No boss. I'm not foolish enough to cross you and will kill anyone thinking of it." Tiwan said meaning every word.

"Good, keep it that way and you'll live long and be rich." Black Ice replied as his mind began to think of Michael. "My boy, you should be ready for me by now. I've let you grow and watched you and know the killer you've become. Soon it will be time to see if you have more of my blood in you or your mother's," he said out loud.