A Hustler's Son II (11 page)

-Kyope

Kyope agreed to meet D-9 at an undisclosed location. So there would be no mistakes, Kyope had D-9 picked up. And when they arrived at the destination, they were in front of an old apartment building in Queens, New York. D-9 decided to meet with him because as Jarvis promised, he’d beat his grandmother repeatedly. And as it stood, she was on her death bed. Kyope didn’t agree with Jarvis’s tactics on finding out who was robbing their stash houses, but his unconventional plan worked.

When D-9 exited the car, he was directed to the building’s entrance. Once inside, he was instructed to walk down a dark stairwell.

“Go straight downstairs,” said the driver pointing. “Kyope will be inside.”

“O…okay,” he said nervously taking one last look at the driver. He felt a strange sense of comfort with him considering he arrived in one peace.

The stairwell led to a cold basement. Inside, Kyope stood in front of three men. He recognized Prangsta and Crane but not the third man. D-9’s albino colored skin finally got its color due to his blood rushing to the surface. He was terrified.

Kyope called Jarvis to tell him that he finally found D-9 but he wasn’t answering his calls. Kyope wanted Jarvis to deal with this matter since it was his shops that had been hit lately. But lately Jarvis hadn’t been the same. And he wondered if Steele’s death had anything to do with it.

“Have a seat,” Kyope said calmly. It was the only chair in the room. Kyope’s kind jester put D-9 at slight ease.

Pwwwww. Bwwwwww.
A foul odor escaped his body.

“Relax. Everything gonna be okay,” Kyope said, fanning the air. D-9 took his seat looking at Prangsta, Crane and Kelsi who remained like soldiers standing in a line up.

“I’m glad you finally came out,” Kyope started. “I hated how things have been for your grandmother. Shit’s real fucked up ain’t it?”

“I know, man. I ain’t do nothin’ though,” D-9 shivered. “I know what Jarvis think, but it ain’t me. I ain’t been robbin’ your houses. I would neva do nothin’ like that man. Ya’ll been too good to me.”

“So why you runnin’?” Prangsta asked.

“I was scared cuz I knew what people was sayin’.”

“Easy…easy,” Kyope said in a soothing tone. “Aye Prangsta, go get him one of them beers in the fridge.”

“No problem, Boss,” Prangsta said stepping out of the line up.

When he returned, he handed D-9 the beer. His hand shook so badly, he almost dropped it, so he sat it down on the gray concrete floor beside him. Kyope walked up, and knelt down in front of him.

In an easy voice he said, “We just want you to tell us, what you know ‘bout the recent robberies. That’s it, man, and then, you free to go your way.”

“I’m tellin’ you, Kyope, I don’t know shit,” he said again. “If I knew who was fuckin’ wit’ your operation, I would’ve told you. I don’t know what happened to Marble eitha. I’m loyal to you, Kyope! I swear on my grandmother’s life. That’s why I’m here man. I coulda ran like a bitch but I’m here.” Kyope stood up and looked down at him.

“So you don’t know nothin’ ‘bout who’s been hittin’ my shops or who killed Marble?”

“Nothin’,” D-9 whined looking up at him. “I swear to God, Kyope! I promise I ain’t got nothin’ to do wit’ this shit here.” Kyope looked back at his crew and then at D-9.

With that he walked back toward Kelsi and whispered something in his ear. And then Kelsi stepped up, drew his desert eagle and unloaded multiple bullets in his face. D-9’s blood splattered on his clothes and he wiped it with the back of his hand. Kelsi hated putting in work for a man he was trying to bring down, but all this was needed to make things crumble.

“Good work,” Kyope said placing his hand on Kelsi’s shoulder. “Get rid of the body,” he told Prangsta and Crane. Kelsi’s skin crawled when he felt his touch but he didn’t move.

“I don’t think he was lyin’,” Kelsi said so that only Kyope could hear him. He watched Crane and Prangsta lift D-9’s lifeless body. “I been hearin’ that Jarvis ain’t been managin’ shops no more. I know I ain’t meet ‘em yet, but it don’t look good.”

“I know he wasn’t lyin’,” Kyope confirmed. “But a statement had to be made, and it had to be made wit’ him. He shouldn’tve ran. Maybe whoever is fuckin’ wit’ my money and my crew will think twice now.”

Kelsi looked at him like he wanted to rip his heart out. It was one thing to murder a street dude in the game but where was the honor in killing an old woman?

“You aight?” Kyope asked picking up on the evil glare in Kelsi’s eyes. Kelsi realizing his error straightened up his face.

“Yeah…I’m cool. Just don’t know why you got Jarvis ‘round you if you know he fuckin’ up.”

Kyope smiled. After only a short time, he already liked him. He felt he had heart. Kyope ordered Kelsi to kill three people and he murdered each one of them without flinching. Although Kyope was in his early forties, he felt he was getting too old for the game. He was looking for someone he could trust to take over. Originally he thought it would be Jarvis. But he was just as old as him and not as wise. He felt Kelsi had a warrior spirit and he needed someone like him around.

“Aight, let’s roll,” Kyope told him. “I know a place that makes a hell of a fried steak.”

Kelsi went but he wouldn’t forget.

Thursday, 12:42 pm

****

Ever since I could remember I loved to floss.

-Kenosha

Two Months Later

People rushed up and down the block as I hustled toward Jarvis’s car. He’d given me some money to go shopping while he handled business. Ever since I’d been with him, life had been good. And just like most men after a few months of knowing me, he started spoiling me rotten. I made a decision that there was no reason for me to continue to lie to Skully about following Kelsi. I was going to come clean with him today. Not to mention I ain’t even know where Kelsi was or what he was doing.

“Doby, I’ll be right back,” I told the driver after we pulled up to the cheap motel room I maintained. I had access to the May Bach whenever I wanted.

When I looked out the window and at the motel I sighed. I didn’t want to go in or near this funky ass spot. The only reason I kept it was for Skully. If he followed me, I wanted him to think I was still here.

“Not a problem, ma’am,” he smiled opening the car door for me. “I’ll be right here when you get back.” I had just gotten off of the phone with Jarvis and he asked me to stay with him for a while. I know it’s crazy, but we’d done so much together, it brought us closer.

Once inside the room, I gathered most of my things and sat them on the bed. I realized I had to pee before I left and went to the bathroom. I squatted and let the warm liquid escape my vagina when I heard the front door open.

“Who’s that?” I screamed from the toilet.
Silence
. “Doby…is that you?”
Silence
. I grabbed a piece of tissue, lifted up a little, and wiped myself. And before I could get my panties on, the door opened. A figure walked in and closed the door behind them.

“There you go,” he said in a low tone. I didn’t recognize the voice.

“Who the fuck are you?!” I yelled trying to reach for the light switch

He grabbed me and covered my mouth with his rough hand. Then he grabbed my hair with his other hand and pulled me down to the floor. I fought but was no match for his strength. After flinging me around, he stood me back up causing me to be off balance. With my back faced him, he shoved his fingers roughly inside of me.

“That pussy still wet,” he said in my ear. “If you’re good and quiet, I’ll let you piss on me, baby.” His voice was husky and gross. He pressed his hands tightly against my lips and I could feel the sweat from his upper lip against my face. “I want you to suck my dick real quick,” he continued. “It won’t take me long to cum in that pretty mouth of yours. I’ll let you swallow every drop too. So what do you say, honey? You wanna swallow?”

“P...please, stop,” I mumbled through his fingers.

My quick movements allowed his rough fingers to slide deeper into me. I was scared. “Now I’ma let you go,” he said. “And then you gonna suck my dick, aight? But you gotta do it quick. Or we gonna get caught.”

“Uh…nothin’,” he said still holding my mouth, his fingers still inside me. “I thought she was goin’ scream so I covered her mouth.”

“Is that’s why your finger inside of her?” He didn’t respond. “Just bring her out here,” he said without caring that he was violating me. Skully disappeared into the bedroom area.

“You lucky,” he told me, my pussy still sore as he sucked his fingers. “Real lucky.”

Without time to prepare for his next move, he pulled me into the bedroom by my hair. Skully’s platinum skull necklace with the diamonds in it stood out when we made it to the bedroom. The medallion was definitely bigger than the one he use to wear. Now in the light of the room, I could see who the rapist was. He was white and obese and I’d seen him with Skully before.

“Look at this, bitch!” Skully laughed as I was hoisted on the top of the bed by his goon. Skully’s skin was still ashy black and his eyes were still bloodshot red. He walked up to me and slapped me in the face. As if I was his enemy, he hit me repeatedly all over my body.

“Skully, please stop! You hurting me.” Wrapping his fingers around a wad of my hair, he pulled it tightly.

“Going somewhere?” he asked pointing at the bags.

He pushed my bags on the floor. It was then that I noticed along with the white man, there was another dark short man there. Both were wearing jeans and coats and their expressions were motionless. The white man smirked taking another glimpse of my pussy.

“What the fuck is up, Kenosha?” Skully asked.

Before answering him, I covered my partially naked body from the waist down with the sheet on the bed. And he grabbed the sheet off and jammed two of his fingers inside of me.

“Pllllllllllllleassssssssssssssssse stop, Skully!” I lifted my head and cursed the ceiling I was in so much pain. “Why you hurting me?”

“Shut up you dumb, bitch! You thought you was gonna just take my money and get away wit’ it? Huh? You had a job to do, Kenosha. You forgot about it that quick?!”

When he was done amusing the men who were laughing, he pushed the two fingers that were inside of me in my mouth.

“You think your pussy tastes good enough for me to let you live even though you been dodgin’ me?” I silently wept. “Do you!” he screamed. “One of ya’ll wanna taste this shit to see if it’s worth the thousands of dollars I spent on it?” he asked them.

My heart dropped. Here he was treating me like he didn’t know me. I felt like a freak. I felt like less than a person. I would’ve called out to God for his help but I’ve done so much shit I know he wouldn’t recognize me.

The white man quickly took Skully up on his offer. He slid on the bed, placed his hands on each of my knees and licked my pussy. His tongue was rough and felt nasty.

“Yeah…she tastes real good, man.” He said getting up licking all of my juices from his mouth with his tongue. “It’s not thousands of dollars worth though.”

Tears drained my eyes and it disgusted me when he got up because I could see the hardness of his dick.

“Don’t worry, Jax,” Skully started. “I’ma let you fuck this bitch when I’m done wit’ her. But let me handle my business first.” The man walked back over against the wall and winked at me squeezing his hard dick through his jeans.

“Now…what have you been doing, Kenosha?”

“I’m tryin’.”

“You tryin’?” he laughed. “Obviously not hard enough. You haven’t been answerin’ my calls
yet
you been spendin’ my money,” he said looking at the clothes on the floor. I was not about to tell him his money was gone along time ago and that I was now spending his arch enemy’s cash. “So what’s up? And how come that mothafuckin’ nigga Jarvis still breathin’? I thought you was gonna make sure Kelsi took care of things two months ago?”

“I’ve been trying, Skully,” I cried as the rippling sensation in my scalp took over. “But Kelsi says he got somethin’ else planned.”

As I looked at his face, I was surprised that such a dark skinned man could turn red. A vein had presented itself on the middle of his forehead and I could see it pulsating. As always his eyes were red and my heart began to beat faster. What was next?

Skully never treated me like this in all the time I’ve known him. I was always his main girl and he never hurt me. I wasn’t sure but I had a feeling his anger had more to do with jealousy than it did with Jarvis still being alive.

“You wouldn’t be tryin’ to fuck me over now would you, Kenosha?” he asked me as he straddled my body, looking down at me. I shook my head no. “Cuz you know what I’d do to you right?” I nodded yes. “What will I do to you, Kenosha?” his voice steady, deep and cold.