the guest room with a bottle of a vodka and my pain meds.
***
I walked into my condo and looked around, everything still looked the same in the dining and living area. I dreaded going into the bedroom .
When I walked into my bedroom, my stomach immediately got sick. I felt like I was going to vomit all over the floor so I ran to my bathroom and threw up. I rinsed my mouth out and took out cleaning supplies from under the sink. I walked in the room and emptied the whole jug of bleach on the blood and piss stain right beside my bed. I got on my knees and scrubbed the stain while tears ran down my cheeks, not because I was sad but because I used so much bleach.
My front door creak which indicated someone came in.
“What are you doing here? I thought you were staying with your friend?” My aunt Linda asked.
“I was but once someone ask s how long you’re staying, you know you’re not welcomed. Why are you here? Something wrong with AJ?’ I asked.
“No , he’s fine. I just ran out of clothes for him. Aare you back home now or do you want to come with me and Uncle Ty?.”
“I'm back home . I’m ready to put this behind me and move on,” I lied knowing I had a plan for Tone.
I just needed time to map it together.
“Baby, what don’t kill us makes us stronger. I know it sounds like a cliché but you will be an even stronger woman for AJ and raise him to be a good God-loving young man,” she said.
I appreciated my aunt’s words of wisdom, but what I had in mind for Tone had nothing to do with God except that he might be calling for his ass when I got through with him.
My aunt stayed for another hour and helped me clean up the house and get what we could out the blood -stained spot in my bedroom. She agreed to keep AJ for another week so I could recuperate and get back in the swing of things without worrying about him.
I poured a glass of wine, grabbed my pain medicine and washed it down with the wine. I hadn’t ate since I left Alisha’s house. I didn’t want to eat anything. The only thing that was on my mind was revenge.
I was in deep thought when my phone interrupted me . I looked at the caller ID and it was exactly who I needed.
“I see you ’re finally calling me back.” I answered.
“You know I’m a very busy bitch . Let’s cut to the chase what do you want? And who done it?” My sister Jazz asked.
I smiled an evil smile and filled her in on what went down in the last.
“What you wanna do about him? I lost a niece so the nigga has to get got,” she said getting hyped.
I loved my sister because she was a go getter . She lived in Chicago and was married with children, but she always got back to her gully days and now was one of them. I smiled and filled her in on what I wanted to be done to Tone. We set a plan and set the date for when she would fly in. I had to get it taken care of before AJ came back home.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Reshawn
Being with Tiff was like old times and I was on cloud nine. I knew it would only be a matter of time before she was back in my arms. I had other business to attend to. This nigga, Tone, planned on doing everybody dirty and if Tiffany or Madison got hurt in the crossfire, it was hell to pay.
I reconsidered killing Moses and Quinton . I was on some real hater shit and I needed to stick with my brother instead of against him. I thought about what Moses said to me about having a son come in this world and I remembered when I had my oldest son. I didn’t want to take him away from that. As for Quinton, I still didn’t fuck with him but I figured if I kept my distance, I wouldn’t have to deal with him.
The main reason decided to spare their life was Tone was messy as hell , and I didn’t want to end up in prison on his behalf. And how was I going to show them I could do it on my own if they were dead? I was going to let my haters be my motivators.
I met a dude at a bar one night . Turns out he’s running big things in Little Haiti. I decided to
***
I walked into my condo and looked around, everything still looked the same in the dining and living area. I dreaded going into the bedroom .
When I walked into my bedroom, my stomach immediately got sick. I felt like I was going to vomit all over the floor so I ran to my bathroom and threw up. I rinsed my mouth out and took out cleaning supplies from under the sink. I walked in the room and emptied the whole jug of bleach on the blood and piss stain right beside my bed. I got on my knees and scrubbed the stain while tears ran down my cheeks, not because I was sad but because I used so much bleach.
My front door creak which indicated someone came in.
“What are you doing here? I thought you were staying with your friend?” My aunt Linda asked.
“I was but once someone ask s how long you’re staying, you know you’re not welcomed. Why are you here? Something wrong with AJ?’ I asked.
“No , he’s fine. I just ran out of clothes for him. Aare you back home now or do you want to come with me and Uncle Ty?.”
“I'm back home . I’m ready to put this behind me and move on,” I lied knowing I had a plan for Tone.
I just needed time to map it together.
“Baby, what don’t kill us makes us stronger. I know it sounds like a cliché but you will be an even stronger woman for AJ and raise him to be a good God-loving young man,” she said.
I appreciated my aunt’s words of wisdom, but what I had in mind for Tone had nothing to do with God except that he might be calling for his ass when I got through with him.
My aunt stayed for another hour and helped me clean up the house and get what we could out the blood -stained spot in my bedroom. She agreed to keep AJ for another week so I could recuperate and get back in the swing of things without worrying about him.
I poured a glass of wine, grabbed my pain medicine and washed it down with the wine. I hadn’t ate since I left Alisha’s house. I didn’t want to eat anything. The only thing that was on my mind was revenge.
I was in deep thought when my phone interrupted me . I looked at the caller ID and it was exactly who I needed.
“I see you ’re finally calling me back.” I answered.
“You know I’m a very busy bitch . Let’s cut to the chase what do you want? And who done it?” My sister Jazz asked.
I smiled an evil smile and filled her in on what went down in the last.
“What you wanna do about him? I lost a niece so the nigga has to get got,” she said getting hyped.
I loved my sister because she was a go getter . She lived in Chicago and was married with children, but she always got back to her gully days and now was one of them. I smiled and filled her in on what I wanted to be done to Tone. We set a plan and set the date for when she would fly in. I had to get it taken care of before AJ came back home.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Reshawn
Being with Tiff was like old times and I was on cloud nine. I knew it would only be a matter of time before she was back in my arms. I had other business to attend to. This nigga, Tone, planned on doing everybody dirty and if Tiffany or Madison got hurt in the crossfire, it was hell to pay.
I reconsidered killing Moses and Quinton . I was on some real hater shit and I needed to stick with my brother instead of against him. I thought about what Moses said to me about having a son come in this world and I remembered when I had my oldest son. I didn’t want to take him away from that. As for Quinton, I still didn’t fuck with him but I figured if I kept my distance, I wouldn’t have to deal with him.
The main reason decided to spare their life was Tone was messy as hell , and I didn’t want to end up in prison on his behalf. And how was I going to show them I could do it on my own if they were dead? I was going to let my haters be my motivators.
I met a dude at a bar one night . Turns out he’s running big things in Little Haiti. I decided to
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