URBAN: In Love with A Boss Nigga (46 page)

He sighed and grabbed his glock. “Don’t you think we should plan this shit out first before we start going out shooting?”

“Ok, so what you think our first move should be?” I questioned him, irritated by his response…

“Why would Montrell have someone out for him?” he asked.

“He don’t have a reason for nobody to be after him all he do is go to school and play ball,” I told him. Montrell ain’t never been on anybody’s bad side. He wasn’t the drama type of person. He let it go and moved on, and if he couldn’t, he got me to handle it for him.

“He ever get in a fight with anybody in school,” He questioned…

“Nah. Montrell ain’t never got in no fight in school. Trust me I would be the first one they called. I don’t play that,” I told him and then added. “But what about on the courts at Massey Park. Niggas be fighting over there all the time. I had to go get my brother after a fight broke out not too long ago. Maybe someone had it in for him then.”

Between the two of us, I have always acted on impulse. Allowing my emotions to take over my actions. Romello was always the one to stop and think. I knew one thing, he always kept me from making the wrong decisions. We strapped up and jumped in the car. When we got to the courts they were packed as always. People lined the walls watching the game and waiting to play. There was a game already going on and like usual somebody lost their temper and the men were yelling at each other. Romello and I got out of the car and I took the ball out of one of the dudes hands. I knew it was the only way I was gonna get their attention.

“What’s wrong with you son,” some dark-skinned skinny dude asked.

“Look bruh, my little brother Trell was shot and killed today and I’m looking for answers. I ain’t leavin’ this bitch until I find out who did,” I barked.

“Boy fuck you. What you think this is? You can’t just come up and interrupt a game cause yo brother got killed. People get killed every day. Give me that damn ball,” this tall light-skinned boy said. He reached for the ball and I pulled my gun out and pointed it in his direction. He threw his hands up and stepped back. “Man, chill bruh.”

“I told ya’ll that I ain’t leaving until I get answers. I know someone in this bitch know my brother. I just want to know if somebody knows something. I don’t wanna hurt nobody but I will if I don’t get what I’m looking for,” I said. Nobody said anything but I saw someone try to slip off and leave in the corner of my eye. I called to Romello and the dude took off running with Romello running after him, gun drawn. I dropped the ball and followed. We chased the dude for two blocks before Romello caught up with him and slammed him to the ground. I came up to the dude and put a knee on his chest so he wouldn’t move.

“What you runnin' for nigga?” I asked but when I got a good look at him, I already knew the answer. It was the dude that came and talked to Montrell earlier. I pressed my knee deeper in his chest. “Well, look who we have here.”

“Bruh, chill,” he said trying to get from under me. “Look, I had just came up to the gate when you were talking about finding out who killed Montrell. I knew if you saw me you were going to try to hurt me so I ran. Look, I been looking for you. I want to let you know that it’s my fault your brother was killed bruh. The dude wasn’t looking for Montrell, he was looking for me. I’ll explain the whole thing to you. Can we go somewhere and talk?”

I pondered for a moment, not sure if I could trust this dude or not. Romello looked at me and nodded. I got up and helped him off of the ground. We went to the nearest restaurant and he explained what happened. He told me his name is Kendale and that he and Montrell used to ball with each other. He explained that he was coming to congratulate Montrell on getting accepted. He admitted that he looked up to Montrell because compared to everybody else, Montrell was the only dude he knew trying to do something good with his life. He also explained how someone had a hit out on him for the longest and had been trying to locate him but had never found him.

“I never wanted anything to happen to your brother. I told your brother not to chill with me because he had too much going for him and I didn’t want him to get killed,” he added taking a drink of the soda he ordered. “I’m pissed off too because he coulda came up to me straight up and shot me. He didn’t have to do no drive-by. That’s a bitch move. He don’t know who could’ve been out there. One of the babies could’ve caught a bullet.”

“Does he know you wasn’t hit?” I asked. He shook his head. “Do you know who he is?”

“Yea his name is Gunnah. He stay on Lamron street,” he stated.

“We should go get that nigga,” I said. “Right now!”

“Nah, bruh be smart. If he know he shot your brother he gon’ be looking for you. He probably got his house guarded right now. If we go over there it’s a full out war,” Mello said.

“I don’t give a fuck!” I yelled standing up and knocking over my chair. Everybody looked in our direction but I didn’t care. I wanted to bust a cap in this niggas ass.

“Rell, they think this nigga dead. If they find out his ass still alive then they coming for his. We got the advantage. He doesn’t know we consulting with him. So we make this dude come to us. You feel me,” Romello explained and then turned to Kendale and asked. “Look, what’s your name again?”

“Kendale.”

“Kendale, you gotta get out in the streets and get in his head. Talk mad shit about the boy and how his scary ass thought he got you but you still living and that can’t no nigga cap you cause’ you outchea,” Romello said. “I’m telling you, you gon’ make that nigga hot. Tell some people you know gon’ snitch on you and lead them right into our trap.”

Romello can really get under someone’s skin with his logical reasoning sometimes, but he was right. We had an advantage teaming up with Kendale. Now that we had a plan, there was nothing stopping us from finding Gunnah and getting rid of him once and for all.

“You did what?!” I exclaimed.

Just a few seconds ago my brother busted in my house talking about some drive-by he did over on London Drive. He said he fired a full round of his revolver into the Davis’ yard trying to get some dude named Kendale because of something that went down over at the courts. Now he was in my living room pacing back and forth like a crazy man.

“Candace. I fired a full round but I don’t know if I hit him,” He admitted. He rubbed his hands down his face. Then he plopped down on the couch. “I think I killed Terrell’s brother though. He hit the ground when I sped off.” I was hot. My brother has to be the dumbest person I’ve met this far. Everybody knows that Terrell don’t play behind his brother. Not Montrell. Besides, Montrell had so much going for him. I wasn’t about to sit here and have my brother killed behind the raft of someone else though. I would much rather see him spend jail time than to get killed behind his dumb ass decisions.

“I’ll take care of it. I just need you to stay out of sight,” I told him. He looked up at me and shook his head. He knew what I was going to do and I knew he didn’t want me in the middle of it, but I couldn’t let my brother get hurt. He’s all the family I have left. “Just listen to me, Jarold, and stay out of sight. I’ll distract Terrell.”

***

Things weren’t moving fast enough for me. The news that Kendale was still alive after the drive-by just was getting around but it seemed like this Gunnah dude wasn’t biting. It’s been three days since Montrell was killed and every day my nerves got worse. I just wanted the man dead already. I was tempted to find him and just shoot him down where he stood. I knew who he was, I knew what he looked like, and I knew where he lived. What was I still sitting here waiting for? The man could be dead by now. I slammed my hands down on the table and let out a frustrated yell. My nerves were bad and the only thing that would calm them was if I had this man’s blood on my hands. I laid my head in my hands and breathed in an attempt to calm myself down.

“Hey Trell, come holler at me for a minute,” I said. Mama told me that Montrell had booked some gig that was helping her pay the bills but wouldn’t tell her what it was. I needed to know for sure that Montrell wasn’t out in the streets. “You ain’t out there sellin' are you?”

“I had to do something, moms was struggling and I wanted some new gear. All my friends had it and I wanted it too,” He said. I was disappointed in him. I did everything I could to keep him from going out there.

“You know I been there Trell. I lived that life for you. Not by choice but because I had to provide for you and for moms. You ain’t gotta do that shit man. I got close to dying so many times so that you could live. I risked my life for you. So you could go to school and not worry bout nothing in life. You shoulda called me. I woulda sent you some money,” I said.

“I’m a man Rell. I want to make my own money and provide for moms too!.” He yelled.

“When you was little you told me you would help take care of moms. While I’m out hustling, your job is to be in this house doing everything you have to do to keep her from worrying about you. To keep her happy because I can’t do it while I’m out here and you know it. At ten years old, I did the only thing I could do. I’m not saying it’s right Trell, but I’m not going to let you make the same mistakes I did,” I told him. “I love you Trell, and I do what I have to do to keep you straight.”

“What if you end up dead Trell?” he asked “You already got close once. What if one day you don’t come back?”

What if you end up dead, Trell?
What if I did end up dead? How would mama take losing all three of her men? I picked up the remote to the TV and threw it against the wall out of frustration. Just as it hit the wall there was a knock at the door. I walked over to the door and looked out the peep-hole to see Romello and Kendale standing on my doorstep. I opened the door to let them in.

“Bro, he’s running,” Kendale said as soon as I opened the door. “If we don’t make a move now we gon’ lose him.

He didn’t have to tell me twice. I grabbed my glock .40 and my semi-automatic and strapped up. Of course Romello had a different idea. He put his hand on my chest and stopped me before I got to the door. I swear this nigga starting to irritate me.

“Look we only had one day to get the word out. If this nigga running, it means it’s going to take a little longer to reach him but it will. He obviously knows he killed Montrell or at least shot him and he knows you’re coming after him. The last thing you want to do is chase him. He’s on guard right now.” I hated when this man was right.

“So what do you propose we do?” I questioned annoyed.

“We wait. Besides, you look stressed and I know just what you need,” Romello said.

Romello, Kendale, and I went to the hottest spot on this side of town. A place called Chrome, it was a club, bar, pool hall, and restaurant all in one and even with all it had going on, it still had the best food. This is where we went to chill and pick up women, and it was packed full with beautiful ladies tonight. There was one who caught my eye right away. We made eye contact as soon as she stepped in the door. She was about medium height, dark-skinned, thick as hell, with long straight black hair that fell just past her shoulders. She wore a tight red skirt with one of those shirts that showed her belly and some six inch all black red bottom heels. Baby girl was sexy as hell and she knew it.

She came in with a group of girls and they made their way to the dance floor. I watched as her hips swayed to the music. She was with her friends but she kept looking my direction like she couldn’t keep her eyes off me. I got tired of watching and went to ask for a dance. She agreed and I grabbed her hips pressing her body against mine.

“What’s your name baby girl?” I asked.

“Candace, you’re Terrell right?” She said. I nodded. “I’ve heard a lot about you. You look better than the other girls described you.”

I smiled. “What you doing later?”

“Whatever you’re doing,” She said. “What you got in mind?”

“Come home with me and you’ll see.”

She agreed and we danced for a couple more songs. After a while I was tired of dancing and ready to leave. She told her friends that she would catch them later and followed me out of the club. I was getting booty tonight!

I took Candace to my apartment and could hardly get through the door before she grabbed me by the shirt. She kissed me softly on the lips and reached behind me to close the door. I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her in closely pressing her body firmly against mine as we continued to tongue each other down. Once she started kissing and sucking on my neck, that was it. This girl was about to get it.

I grabbed her by her ass and picked her up as she continued to cover my neck and face with her kisses. I took her to my room, threw her on the bed and bent down in front of her putting her legs on my shoulders. I kissed her inner thigh and lifted her skirt up. Then I went to work using my tongue to pleasure her in ways she could never imagine. I watched her as she struggled to contain herself. The arch in her back and constant eye rolling told me I was doing everything right. Then, I hit that spot. The spot that I knew would make her lose control. She started to push on my head to get me to stop but I wasn’t stopping and her moans made me want to keep going even more.

She came not twice but three times before I came up. I was planning on continuing the foreplay but I guess she couldn’t take any more because she grabbed my face and pulled my face up to hers. She rolled over on top of me and started tracing my body with her tongue. Starting first with my chest and then continuing down my stomach and to my navel. She grabbed a hold of my dick and by the look on her face I knew it was payback time. She went to sucking on my tip and then deep throated it. She made sure she had every inch of my dick in her mouth and made sure it was soaking wet. I put my hand on her head and guided her the way I wanted her to go. When she deep throated it again, I held her head down making it last a little longer. She gagged and when I let her go she moaned out of pleasure. She went for it again and I held her head down a little longer this time. She moaned even louder the second time. This girl was a freak.