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CHAPTER 29
FINAL STRAW
UNKNOWN MAN
 
 
C said she was meeting up with Snake on some scheming shit. Knowing that chick couldn't be trusted, I took it upon myself to follow her. If she was going to be my girl, she was going to have to follow my rules. No more games!
It was like déja vu as I sat outside the same hotel as before and looked through the crack of the curtain at Ceazia and Snake. I watched as C went into the bathroom and Snake sat on the bed playing with his gun nervously. I could see the suitcase sitting in the corner. I was assuming that was C's hundred grand. Maybe she wasn't lying this one time.
After ten minutes had passed, Ceazia came out of the bathroom draped only in a towel. As soon as she got within arm's reach, Snake grabbed her and pulled her on the bed. Although they were no longer completely in sight, I could tell some sort of sexual act was going on. I didn't know if this was part of her plan to buck or what, but I wasn't feeling that shit at all. Ceazia just had to try my patience. Now she was going to end up getting a nigga killed and herself hurt. Some bitches just don't get it. I saw I was going to have to bang her head in a few times to knock some sense into her ass. I never had the need to beat a chick, but now I saw why niggas did it.
I took the safety off my gun, cocked it back, putting one in the head, and headed for their room.
CHAPTER 30
RESTING DAY
SNAKE
 
 
This is it, I thought as I opened the hotel room door to let C in. I set the suitcase in the corner and sat on the bed. I ran scenario after scenario through my head as I waited for Ceazia to finish showering.
I should just go in there and put one in her head right now. Nah, too messy.
That thought went as soon as it came. I sat on the bed gun in hand, trying to decide what move to make. I guess the little bitch must've been anxious to hook up with me, because before I could think of another option, the shower turned off. I had to stick the gun under the mattress because Ceazia was headed out of the bathroom, draped in only a towel, and still dripping from head to toe.
C pranced over to me and let her towel drop to the floor. Although I was there to do her in, my dick still rose to the occasion, and C quickly noticed.
“Oh, it looks like someone misses me,” she said.
I didn't respond. I just gave her a slight smile. C continued to touch and tease and caress me in the most seductive ways. Suddenly, my body told me how much I really needed her touch at that moment. I took advantage of the situation as she undressed me.
I threw C's wet body on the bed and dove into her already moistened kitten, ready to kill it first. Ceazia screamed out in pain as I drove every inch of my manhood inside her. I covered her face with the pillow as she pierced my back with her nails. The more she flinched with pain, the harder I fucked her and forced the pillow in her face to muffle her screams. Suddenly, I had thoughts of suffocating her, so I forcefully pressed the pillow in her face to the point where she physically began to struggle for air.
Ceazia dug and clawed my arms and back, but I maintained my focus. Like a crazed man, I never quit pounding her pussy as I continued to smother her. I was extremely turned on, thinking of her dying this way.
A loud noise interrupted my torturous sex just as I was about to reach my climax. We both jumped up, startled by the loud noise. We turned around to see the room door kicked in, and a figure standing before us with a gun aimed.
“What the fuck is going on? Bitch, you trying to play me? I told you what you had coming if you fucked me over!” he yelled, full of fury.
“Oh, thank God you're here, Bear. The money is in that suitcase in the corner. He was trying to rape me. I was screaming for help,” Ceazia lied as she rushed to put her clothes on.
I couldn't believe this chick. She was putting on an act as though she was auditioning for an Oscar. And the fact that this punk-ass nigga bought it made it even worse. I sat baffled, not knowing what to say or do as I watched this performance before me.
“Get the fuck up, Snake,” he demanded.
I stood to my feet slowly while scanning the room for a possible escape. He pressed the cold barrel of his Glock into my back.
I took a deep breath, realizing this may be the end. There was no need for negotiating. This nigga came here exactly for this. I thought I had gotten C, but it looked like she'd gotten me. That bitch was shiestier than I thought. I didn't know she had enough sense to even attempt to set me up. I guess the saying is true: What goes around comes around. Ceazia and my brother, Vegas, hit Bear for a hundred grand, and now the tables had turned. How funny is that? Now Bear and Ceazia were hitting me up for the exact same amount.
“You set me up, C? I shoulda just killed your ass while you were in the shower like I started to do. You think you're gonna get away with this, bitch?” I threatened.
“Shut the fuck up, punk. Ain't nobody set yo' bitch ass up. I have been after you for a while. I've been watching C and you for a while now. I could have done you in at the Coliseum, but that was too easy. I wanted to see you suffer. You and your brother have done enough. Now it's my turn to reign,” that little pussy-ass nigga stated.
I was not only mad that my plan was blown, but I was even more upset that this pussy, Bear, had me at gunpoint.
“C, grab the money. I'm gon' do this nigga then you're coming home with me,” he instructed. Ceazia quickly jumped up and did exactly what he said. I watched her grab my bag. I knew my time had run out. I closed my eyes and reflected back on my life then said a silent prayer.
Bang!
My prayer was interrupted by a gunshot. I jumped to the floor and grabbed my gun once I realized I wasn't hit. I looked up to see Duke in the door and Bear slouched in the chair. This was one time I was extremely glad to see my little soldier.
Duke had put one into Bear's chest. Bear lay in the chair, bleeding from his mouth. Ceazia stood in the corner, motionless, and Duke stared at both of us. No one spoke a word, but if I had to guess, Ceazia knew for sure her time had run out. I knew I'd come here for one reason, and I wasn't leaving until it was done. So as planned, I aimed my gun to complete my mission.
“Get the fuck on the floor, C,” I said, gun pointed directly at her.
“Please, Snake. I ... I ... I didn't know Bear was coming here. He's been stalking me and shit, and I know he's crazy, so I was just scared when I told him you tried to rape me. I know I shoulda told you about him stalking me, but I thought I had put a stop to him doing that.”
“Yeah, bitch, so you put my life on the line instead of yours, right?”
Ceazia remained silent for a moment then she spoke up. “Snake, I was scared. Don't you want to know who killed Vegas? I thought that's what we were here for. Keep the money, just let me go,” Ceazia pleaded, throwing the bag in my direction.
“Nah, bitch. I came to get my dick wet and to kill yo' ass. I've been knowing for a long time now that you were guilty. I was just waiting on the right moment to send you to see your maker.”
“Please, Snake. That's some bullshit. Who told you I'm guilty? You know you can't be listening to what people on the streets say. I loved Vegas. I didn't kill him, and you don't have to kill me,” Ceazia said, scheming.
“You're good, but not that damn good. And I don't believe that fake-ass story about how Bear got here, either. Your time was up whether that pussy-ass nigga showed up or not. Get the fuck on the floor like I told you, trick!”
Duke didn't hold his silence any longer. I was surprised to finally hear him speak up. “Nah, nigga. You get on the ground,” Duke said, gun pointing at me.
Again, I stood in the midst of confusion. I wasn't sure where this WI nigga's head was anymore, but I didn't think he had the balls to really do me in, so I ignored him.
“How you gon' pull out on me, Li'l Soldier? Fuck you, Duke. C, get the fuck on the floor!” I repeated.
Bang!
Another shot rang out. This time I was hit. The pain was excruciating, like no other pain I'd ever felt before. I could feel my knees give out then I began to fall in what seemed like slow motion.
Bang! Bang!
I shot back as I fell to the floor. I felt paralyzed. My body became cold as I looked over at Duke lying near me. He huffed and puffed as he tried strenuously to catch a breath.
“How you gon' shoot me, Unc?” He forced out the words then exhaled his final breath.
That's when I looked over at Bear, who was still alive. Duke had not shot me. It was Bear. I'd shot my li'l soldier. Although I couldn't feel my body, my heart ached at Duke's death. I'd killed my nephew. I was hurting over the thought that my brother was gone, and now my li'l soldier was at peace. That was it. I refused to fight any longer. I was ready to die. What more did I have to live for? I lay silently and closed my eyes, preparing for eternal rest.
CHAPTER 31
QUICK GETAWAY
CEAZIA
 
 
In a crazy frenzy, I walked over to Snake and put my hand around his hand, grabbing his gun. I fired one final shot to make certain he wouldn't live. I stepped over his body and took a look at Duke. There was no need in wasting a bullet on him. Poor Duke didn't even have a fighting chance after Snake's shot hit him.
I looked over at Bear, who was struggling to speak. I stood over him silently, watching the blood trickling down his chin as he gripped his chest. The more he tried to talk, the more it pained me to see him struggle that way. I thought about how much control over my life Bear had lately, then I took him out of his misery.
Bang!
I put a final shot to Bear's head. I needed to be free from his grip, and this was the perfect opportunity. Besides, it was never in my plans to share any of the loot with Bear anyway. I grabbed the suitcase that held my money, picked up the rest of my belongings, and rushed out of the room, making sure to leave no traces. There was no way I could be involved with another murder. Couldn't do it!
I didn't even bother to run through their pockets or take any jewelry. I just fled as quickly as possible. I rushed to my car and hopped in. I sped out of the parking lot so fast I nearly ran into someone head on.
Beeep! Beeeep!
The crazy bitch laid on the horn. I looked up as I swerved around her. “Oh shit!” I said aloud as I locked eyes with Snake's girlfriend, Danielle.
What the fuck is she doing here? I thought as I contemplated killing her too. I didn't have enough time. I could already hear the sirens in the distance. The police were on their way, and I needed to be no place in sight.
I sped home and grabbed my dog, Prissy, grabbed all my money, filled up a few bags of clothes, and hit the road, leaving all else behind. I had to get the fuck out of dodge. And this time, I was going far, far away. Catch me if you can!
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