When It All Falls Down 3 - Somebody is Gonna Die: A Chicago Hood Drama (A Hustler's Lady) by Tamicka Higgins
Authors: Tamicka Higgins
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led to the gym and swimming pool facilities. Using the keycard to let them in, they quickly rushed into the swimming pool facility.
Ayana felt at least a little lucky when seeing that the 24-hour swimming facility was empty. Her eyes barreled down on the side door. She and Quan quickly walked around the edges of the pool, with Ayana promising him that she would explain what was going on later, once they’d arrived somewhere safe. When they’d gotten to the other side of the pool, Ayana gently pushed the side door open. She looked out, barely poking her head out, before she pulled Quan and the two of them rushed out into the late, fall Saturday night. Airplanes flew low, about to land, as she and Quan rushed across the parking lot, zigzagging between cars.
After pushing through some bushes that acted as a border for the hotel property, the two of them came to a row of parking lots that sat out front of a strip mall. As there were still cars parked in the lot, from the employees who worked the overnight hours stocking and whatnot, Ayana was allowed to use those as a sort of cover in the darkness. She led Quan across the parking lot until they came to a McDonald’s, which, luckily for them, had a lobby that was open 24 hours. They slipped into the McDonald’s, ordered a couple of Number Two meals, and sat down in a far corner. When Ayana got up to go get some napkins, she looked over at the hotel parking lot. The two men she’d seen in suits came walking out of the front entrance. They stood there and talked.
Ayana quickly rushed back to the table and pulled out her phone. As if things could not get any worse, her eyes were drawn to how she only had ten percent battery left. “Fuck,” Ayana said, the anger resonating in her voice.
“When are you going to tell me what’s going on, Ayana?” Quan asked. “Where is my daddy? Where did he go? And why are we running? Why are the police at the hotel?” The little boy lifted his head up to look over Ayana’s shoulder.
Once Ayana finished sending Jackson’s phone a text message, she set it back down. She prayed to God that her battery would last long enough for Tramar and Jackson to have seen the text message and respond. She now looked to the poor, confused Quan. She shook her head, hating that she was about to feed his young mind such a bold face lie.
***
Juan and Knight felt like the luckiest guys in the world that night. When Juan had said he’d call some girls over, he really didn’t think it’d be that easy. He called a girl who he’d been sort of talking to for a while. And, as luck would have it, she had a friend who was eager to come and chill for a while. The two women, Antonia and Lexi, were not necessary the definition of a bad chick . However, they were attractive girls who were stacked in all the right places. Antonia, who had the big chest, went to Knight while Lexi, who had an ass like the sun, gravitated toward Juan. The two couples smoked and drank for much of the night; Knight and Juan were happy that they’d taken the time to clean the couches in the front room. They also agreed that their little playtime with these girls would be their little secret. Even though it was all going down in Byron’s grandmother’s house, they would still keep it to themselves.
Knight, who was ready to take his pants off and give it to Antonia’s sexy self, paused. Juan, who was on the opposite couch, playfully spanking Lexi’s big ass, noticed. He stopped as well.
“What?” Juan said, noticing Knight’s reaction.
“I just thought that I heard something,” Knight said, looking at the front window. “Nigga, you sure that nigga ain’t gon be comin’ back?”
Juan shook his head.
Ayana felt at least a little lucky when seeing that the 24-hour swimming facility was empty. Her eyes barreled down on the side door. She and Quan quickly walked around the edges of the pool, with Ayana promising him that she would explain what was going on later, once they’d arrived somewhere safe. When they’d gotten to the other side of the pool, Ayana gently pushed the side door open. She looked out, barely poking her head out, before she pulled Quan and the two of them rushed out into the late, fall Saturday night. Airplanes flew low, about to land, as she and Quan rushed across the parking lot, zigzagging between cars.
After pushing through some bushes that acted as a border for the hotel property, the two of them came to a row of parking lots that sat out front of a strip mall. As there were still cars parked in the lot, from the employees who worked the overnight hours stocking and whatnot, Ayana was allowed to use those as a sort of cover in the darkness. She led Quan across the parking lot until they came to a McDonald’s, which, luckily for them, had a lobby that was open 24 hours. They slipped into the McDonald’s, ordered a couple of Number Two meals, and sat down in a far corner. When Ayana got up to go get some napkins, she looked over at the hotel parking lot. The two men she’d seen in suits came walking out of the front entrance. They stood there and talked.
Ayana quickly rushed back to the table and pulled out her phone. As if things could not get any worse, her eyes were drawn to how she only had ten percent battery left. “Fuck,” Ayana said, the anger resonating in her voice.
“When are you going to tell me what’s going on, Ayana?” Quan asked. “Where is my daddy? Where did he go? And why are we running? Why are the police at the hotel?” The little boy lifted his head up to look over Ayana’s shoulder.
Once Ayana finished sending Jackson’s phone a text message, she set it back down. She prayed to God that her battery would last long enough for Tramar and Jackson to have seen the text message and respond. She now looked to the poor, confused Quan. She shook her head, hating that she was about to feed his young mind such a bold face lie.
***
Juan and Knight felt like the luckiest guys in the world that night. When Juan had said he’d call some girls over, he really didn’t think it’d be that easy. He called a girl who he’d been sort of talking to for a while. And, as luck would have it, she had a friend who was eager to come and chill for a while. The two women, Antonia and Lexi, were not necessary the definition of a bad chick . However, they were attractive girls who were stacked in all the right places. Antonia, who had the big chest, went to Knight while Lexi, who had an ass like the sun, gravitated toward Juan. The two couples smoked and drank for much of the night; Knight and Juan were happy that they’d taken the time to clean the couches in the front room. They also agreed that their little playtime with these girls would be their little secret. Even though it was all going down in Byron’s grandmother’s house, they would still keep it to themselves.
Knight, who was ready to take his pants off and give it to Antonia’s sexy self, paused. Juan, who was on the opposite couch, playfully spanking Lexi’s big ass, noticed. He stopped as well.
“What?” Juan said, noticing Knight’s reaction.
“I just thought that I heard something,” Knight said, looking at the front window. “Nigga, you sure that nigga ain’t gon be comin’ back?”
Juan shook his head.
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