Vicious Is The Name That They Gave Me: A Philly Story (19 page)

“Huh?” Vicious asked. Kassidy looked at me.

“Oh, you didn’t know. Kareema, you didn’t tell Vicious that you, Kassidy and I are her sisters?” Chanelle asked Kareema.

              I will admit that the game is fucked up. I will admit that trading off my own grandson, my own flesh and blood, is no doubt a fucked up thing to do. But in my eyes I have always been a business woman. With my power, my knowledge, my expertise I ran a multi-criminal organization in the City of Philadelphia with neighborhood cities that held my outside territories. I am the undercover boss in this city. Some of my territories were never mentioned and unspoken of. I am the Head Bitch in charge all over the city of Philadelphia. All these neighborhood gangs and territories are under me. All of the decisions I ordered for everyone to do, was nothing personal, it’s just business.
I promise, just business.

Chapter 30

Vicious

              I got up and walk over and stood over the woman who is my real mother. I took the gun out of Kassidy’s hand. This is the woman who destroyed my life. This is the woman who took my soul away. This is the woman who gave me away.
Things have gone too far.

“You wouldn’t dare,” she said.
She obviously does not know me very well.
I heard Simya calling my name as she started coming towards my direction.

“No, Vicious, this is not the way,” Simya said.
Then what is the way because if I do not get rid of her then she is going to get other girls and do the same thing. So tell me what is the way? By her staying alive there will be so many girls in jeopardy because she does not care about human lives. So what is the way?
I didn’t like anything I did. I am not proud of anything I did. I was manipulated by the woman who presumed to be my mother when the woman who is really my mother never gave a fuck about me.
So what is the way? If she can take girls from a foster system and turn them into criminals and then have the heart to kill them if she feels as though that is what she wants to do, then what is the way, prison? Why give her a chance to attempt to portray an insanity plea? What is the way? Why give her the possibility of ever seeing life again when she can easily take any of ours or all of ours?
Hearing what she did with Kassidy’s son, my heart cried out for her. I never knew I had sisters. I never knew Kareema, Kassidy, Chanelle, and I are related.
She played all of us.
The way she kept us apart she knew this was going to happen all along. She made Chanelle seem so evil when it was her being evil this whole time. I pointed the gun at my Aunt Jezebel.
She is just the same as Ms. Sasha. Her bitch ass is always following after money and drugs. She should die. Want to talk about what people deserve, she deserves to die right now right next to her sister.

“Vicious, put the gun down,” Retta said. I turned around with the gun in my hand. They stood back.
I wasn’t going to shoot them. How could I? There are my sisters.

“Vicious,” Kassidy called my name.

“I’m not going to shoot you. I didn’t know the reason why I had to leave and join the squad.
But I wanted to know.

“Tell them,” Chanelle spoke. I looked at her. Chanelle walked over to me to try and take my gun. I refused. I pointed the gun at my mother at shot her bluntly.

“Vicious,” the girls yelled. Chanelle pulled and took the gun out of my hand and pulled me away.

“Tell them what you did to us,” Chanelle yelled. “I swear to God, you better tell them you destroyed our lives,” Chanelle ordered. “Tell them, before I take you out of your misery, and I promise you I won’t think twice about doing it,” Chanelle threatened.

“Chanelle, put the gun down,” I heard Simya whine. I felt her whine. I felt her weeping through me. This is the only way for us to be free. We have to do this or there will be more victims.
Like us.

“For once, do something right in your life,” Chanelle said. My mother took a deep breath as she tried to breathe while she was bleeding out.

“I set you up,” She let out slowly. I noticed Aunt Jezebel was trying to walk away.

“Where are you going? Get your ass back here,” Chanelle ordered as Retta stood in front of her.

My mother’s wound was not too bad. All I needed was her to explain why she did all of this. After that she can die and go to hell for all I care.

“There’s something they need to tell you,” Chanelle announced.

“Everything Chanelle said was true. Kassidy, Vicious, Kareema and Chanelle, you are sisters,” She admitted. I used you, every last one of you,” my mother confessed.

“You were doing what, using us? Oh, fuck no, blow her fucking brains out now Chanelle. Fuck that bitch,” Retta said.

“How could you?” Ceyanna asked.

“I lost my little sister and cousin because of you,” Tori said crying.

“Tell them everything,” Chanelle said.

“I was behind everything. I was the one that called the cops when Vicious and Chanelle were in the house. Kassidy, the job you did with Nelly, I set up with Tonya. I was the one that called the cops. The job you did in Baltimore; I was the one that set that up. None of you were supposed to make it out. I got Constance killed,” my mother confessed. Tori was heading towards her.

“You bitch,” Tori said. “Hold on Tori, let her finish,” Chanelle ordered. Chanelle reached over to her bag on the table.

“There was a safe in Dollah’s office that I got open. And this is what I found,” Chanelle said throwing the papers at my mother.
They were birth certificates.
I walked over to take the gun out Chanelle’s hand and pointed it at my mother’s forehead.

“Vicious don’t,” I heard Kassidy say.

“Why not? She brainwashed us from the beginning. She took advantage of all of us. She had control our lives the way she wanted to. She had us turned against each other. She did this to us and you want her to live? Why do you want her to live? Why do you want her to still to be on this earth, so she can do it again to other girls? She kept me away from you. She kept me away from my father. I never knew you existed. If I had known all of you were my sisters, I would have said something. She destroyed us,” I said crying. “She destroyed us,” I pressed the gun against her forehead.

“Vicious don’t,” Simya screamed.

“There’s more,” My mother let out softly.

“Oh God, what else?” Ceyanna asked.

“Kareema was a part of this as well,” My mother confessed. My heart dropped. Everyone was in shock. As Kareema tried to escape, Tori did not let her get pass.

“Bitch,” Chanelle said walking towards Kareema and knocking her to the ground. Kareema began to laugh.
How can my own sister? She knew we were related and didn’t say anything?
Kareema did put up a good front.

“You just couldn’t keep your mouth shut,” Kareema yelled to my mother.

“I should kill you right now,” Chanelle threatened Kareema.

“Killing me isn’t going to change anything that has happened,” Kareema said.

“Get her ass up and put her over there next to her boss,” Chanelle ordered the girls and they followed. As I look back, Kareema and my mother were the masterminds of all of this.

“You all look nice standing together. But you can’t give Ms. Sasha all the credit. I played a part as well. I mean, you just left me hanging. I did come up with some ideas,” Kareema said laughing. “You all thought I was dumb. No, bitches, all of you were dumb,” Kareema positioned herself to get up.

“See all of you were just clueless. Okay, Aunt Jezebel did get in over her head, owing money. So I thought it would be a good idea to bring Vicious in, to make a little more money,” Kareema paused.

“Fuck you,” Tori said.

“No, fuck you. Your sister was a weak link, she had to go, and Vicious replaced her. Tonya works for us,” Kareema began to tell it all.

“I swear,” Chanelle said.

“Bitch, you swear what? Like you got played! All of you got played. Once the debt was paid, it was time to get everyone out of here, but you bitches just wouldn’t die. Of course, I played it as I didn’t know what you were doing with Vicious. My major was theatre in school. Come on, I’m a good actress. I had all of you bitches fooled. I knew what was going to happen when I left Vicious with you. Chanelle, didn’t I tell you I’m going to have a surprise for you?” Kareema said to Chanelle. “I told Tonya every move you were making. You too Kassidy, that’s why she pulled up on your ass in the parking lot. Bitch, you were about to catch a bullet in your dome,” Kareema laughed as she pulled out pictures and threw them toward Kassidy’s direction. They were pictures of Kareema with a little boy. “Don’t your son and I look cute? He thinks I’m his god mom,” Kareema laughed as Kassidy charged toward her. Kareema reached for her gun.

“Back the fuck up,” Kareema said pointing a gun at Chanelle. “Bitch, I told you I had a surprise for you. All of you bitches are about to die,” Kareema warned. Before Kareema could pull the trigger she was shot in her head.
Everything happened so fast.
Everybody looked around to see where the bullets were coming from. Seconds later, guns started firing.

Chapter 31

Chanelle

              Guns started firing all over the room. Everything Kareema said left me in disbelief. Everything that happened between the girls and I had me in distress. But I have to be strong right now for me and my team. As I was trying not to get hit, I was able to get all the girls away from Tonya’s crew and into the panic room. While we were in the panic room, we opened the hidden wall and geared ourselves for a war and what we need to take down Tonya’s crew.

“I know all of you are upset with me, but I am so sorry,” I told them.

“Not right now, Chanelle,” Kassidy said to me.

“Ceyanna, isn’t that your cousin Nelly who you helped get out?” Retta asked.

“Yeah, that dumb bitch,” Ceyanna could not say anything else. I look at the girls as they were in preparation mode. Forgetting about how we all have been treating each other, we were a true squad right at this moment. I looked at Vicious. I could not believe she was my little sister. I wanted another shot as being Kassidy’s big sister and showing Vicious how a big sister should be. This time, I think I would do a good job. I watched as Vicious helped Simya. I watched as Kassidy help Ceyanna. I watched as Retta handed the guns out.

“Look, Chanelle, you need to put however you are feeling right now aside until we take them out,” Retta suggested and I agreed as the girls looked at me.

“I’m so sorry,” I uttered. Tears streamed down my face, "I am sorry for Dymond and Constance. Vicious you are my sister and I treated you so bad. I’m sorry Kassidy,” I uttered.

“Chanelle, not right now,” Retta suggested. “Backup is one the way but in the meantime, we have to do what we have to do,” Retta continued.

“We forgive you Chanelle,” Kassidy said to me wiping my face. “But we have to do what we have to do,” Kassidy encouraged.

“Carmelo is safe, Kassidy. I didn’t feel right about how this meeting would play out. He is with Katrina,” I assured her. She nodded her head as she understood and smiled.

“Thank you. I love you,” Kassidy told me.

“I love you too Kas. I’ve been a real bitch and I’m sorry for that,” I confessed.

“It’s cool. I’ve been acting funny too,” Kassidy said. The others came over and hugged me,

“Alright,” I said. “Let’s do what we do,” I said as we walk towards the door. “Are all of you ready?” I asked before opening the door.

“Yeah, Chanelle, we’ve been ready,” Ceyanna laughed. We came out of the panic room returning fire. I don’t know who I hit but I hope it was one of them bitches.

Chapter 32

Paris

              No, the bitch did not hit Jay Jay. I saw Jay Jay in the corner with blood pouring from the front of her body. Chanelle is going to get it now. I returned fire with my automatic. I hit that bitch Retta in her mouth. It’s
good, because that bitch is always talking. She finally shut up and I am the cause of that.
All of a sudden, the gunshots stopped. With so many guns being fired, you would think someone would have called the cops by now.
No cops came.

“Chanelle, bring your bitch ass out,” I yelled.

“Do you think I’m stupid? Fuck you. The only way I’ll come out is if you put your gun down and I put my gun down, so I can beat your ass like I told you I would,” she said.

              If Chanelle had not have cursed me out over the phone the way she did and killed Dollah, I would not be here. I was here for justice for Dollah. I really did love him. Chanelle could not be a real woman and talk to me woman to woman. I wanted her to know that my child would be raised without a father because of her. I wanted her to know the pain that she had caused.

              I came out of my day dreaming and opened fire. I was hitting whatever was moving. I shot Ceyanna. I watched Kiyah get gunned down.
My sister. My rock.
Losing my sister was not what I had prepared for. I shot at Kassidy and missed.