already did our part! Our deal ended at Gino’s funeral. I say we send this guy a couple of blood oranges and then we call it even. It’s done! Juicy can look out for herself.”
Frank trembled, he was very close to the edge.
“Our deal included Juicy,” he spit. “She’s under our protection. And she’s going to stay that way! End of discussion.”
“But what are we getting out of it?”
Frank barely controlled his temper. “That man could have been killed for what he did for us. Looking out for the girl is the least we can do. Besides,” he said, releasing Sallie and running his beefy hand through his mop of jet-black hair, “Juicy’s a nice kid and Renata likes her. She likes her a lot.”
CHAPTER 15
Nooni felt like the winning contestant on a television game show. She was finally getting over her love for Maleek, and for the past two weeks her and Bubbles had cut out of school every day to jet over to the G-Spot to hang out with Truth.
Drinking, smoking, and fucking was all they had on their minds, and it didn’t even faze Nooni when Mrs. Moreno fussed her out in Spanish for coming home way after midnight and waking up late for school every day.
Nooni knew her shit was veering off the chart, but she didn’t care. There was too much fun shit going on to worry about school or anything else. There was always a shopping trip with Monique to go on, or nice restaurants to floss at, and ballers out the ass to rub shoulders with when she went to live parties with some of the dancers at the G-Spot.
Her sister Rita had been blowing her spot up like mad, though. She left worried messages on her cell phone day and night, but as soon as Nooni saw her number on the caller ID she’d hit ignore, and then text Rita and give her some bullshit story like her phone was dying and she couldn’t find her charger.
Nooni was playing a dangerous game and she knew it, but what she didn’t know was that somebody else was playing their own little dangerous game too.
A game of cat and mouse.
She was sitting on a barstool between Monique and Bubbles when Truth walked over from the DJ booth where he’d been jamming.
“Whaddup,” he said, eyeing her with a sexy grin.
Nooni blushed. The swagger on this dude was amazing. He stepped up on her and kissed her, snaking his tongue deep into her mouth.
Monique puffed on a blunt and watched as her young lover slobbed Nooni down. She crossed her legs and grinned at the sight of his tongue slithering all over the stupid chick’s eager lips.
Nooni’s knees damn near buckled just from his kiss. Truth had been laying that yellow dick down on her deep and hard, and Monique completely understood why the young girl was bent and strung out on that good shit.
“Yo,” Truth said breaking the kiss. A hot look was in his eyes as he bit his lower lip. “We gonna holla, Mo.” He took Nooni’s hand and they headed toward the fuck rooms. “I gotta take care of some bidnizz with my girl real quick.”
Monique was shivering with excitement as Truth led Nooni away, and she couldn’t stop herself from giggling when he winked over his shoulder and gave her a swagged-out grin.
“That low-down Puerto Rican bitch!” Bubbles muttered, crushing her cigarette out on the bar. “I was sucking Truth’s dick first!”
Monique turned to the pretty young girl and let out an evil laugh. “Shut up, chicken. You ain’t special. Every hoe up in here done sucked Truth’s dick. And that’s the truth!”
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While Truth was busy soldiering hard for Nooni, Salida had made a true soldier out of Monique. Although Ace and Pluto had come up short during their trip to California, Salida had looked at the situation from a completely different angle and devised herself an alternate plan. She’d been off her medication for a minute now, and while she still had a few fucked up periods of hazy thinking, she was becoming more and more like her old self
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