to get the information that I needed.
Chapter 16
Ayce
The next day, Ava was released from the hospital and I insisted that she stay with me for a couple days so I could make sure she was ok, which turned into three weeks, but I wasn't complaining. She even helped me pick out a Honda Fit for Kalie. I wanted to get her something more, but she didn't want anything flashy. Going to school and making sure Ava was good, was what my life had become and I loved coming home to her. I still handled my business for Duce, had to so I could make sure everything was good.
Today I had to take my last final of the semester in Legal Communications and it wasn't an easy final, but I think I aced it.
Getting off the phone from checking on Ava, I see Ric pull up next to my car.
“Aye school boy, what's good?”
“Shit, what's good with you?”
“Everything good ova here and it’s about to get better. Get in the truck.”
Pulling up at one of the traps I collected money from, I got out the car and dapped up Moose. He was a lil’ nigga that was cool as a fan. Since I've been on the team he has gone out of his way to try to school me on who to trust and who not to trust.
Walking into the house all I could smell is funk. I know it was a trap house, but damn, this is the worst one out of the eight. Some houses I collected from were clean and livable, but this was far from it. I figured since I was here I would go ahead and pick up the money too.
“We will get that shit later nigga,” Ric said. “Let me show you something in the other room.”
I walked over a couple of crack heads that were laid out on the floor and followed Ric into one of the back rooms. As soon as he showed me who was in the room, I was ready for blood.
“This nigga came in here early this afternoon begging to suck anybody’s dick to get a hit. Moose knew who he was as soon as he seen him and gave him a bundle to keep him here.
I walked up to Joe and snatched him up in the middle of him shooting up.
I punched him over and over, kicked him in his shit, and then punched him some more. When he fell to the floor, I stomped him not caring where my foot landed on his body.
“You killed my fucking mama? You gonna die today, you fucking bitch ass nigga. I’mma send yo’ ass to hell.” Tears start running down my face from all the anger and hurt that I was feeling at the moment.
He looked at me and started to laugh.
“That bitch deserved to die.”
“What the fuck you just say?” I said pulling out my heat.
“I said, your mother deserve d ”
I emptied the whole clip into his face before walking out the room and hitting the wall.
“It’s ova now baby boy. That nigga dead. Come on now, let’s take a ride bruh,” Ric said as we walked out of the house.
“Yo Moose, call the cleanup crew to clean this pile of shit up,” I said getting into the truck.
“You good Ayce?” Ric asked.
“Yeah, I'm good, that nigga dead now and my mama can rest knowing that he is no longer breathing.”
As we drove to the other houses, I just sat silently in my thoughts. I know that my mother wouldn't be happy with me right now, but no way was I going to let that nigga continue to live.
Pulling into the park, Big Sean's “I'm Blessed” bumped through the speakers. Ric pulled out a bag of weed and started rolling a blunt.
“You wanna hit this shit?” Ric asked lighting it up.
“Naw I'm good.”
I have taken a drink from time to time, but I never smoked anything before.
“You sure, it will calm your nerves?”
I figured fuck it and took a long puff of the blunt, choking on the smoke. Ric started laughing at me.
“You trying to hit that shit like you a pro nigga, just tap it.”
I didn't pay him any attention as I took a couple more hits. At first I felt a little on edge, but then this calmness came over me and it felt like I was on cloud nine.
“What you wanna get into now?” Ric asked.
“We need to go run this money to the
Chapter 16
Ayce
The next day, Ava was released from the hospital and I insisted that she stay with me for a couple days so I could make sure she was ok, which turned into three weeks, but I wasn't complaining. She even helped me pick out a Honda Fit for Kalie. I wanted to get her something more, but she didn't want anything flashy. Going to school and making sure Ava was good, was what my life had become and I loved coming home to her. I still handled my business for Duce, had to so I could make sure everything was good.
Today I had to take my last final of the semester in Legal Communications and it wasn't an easy final, but I think I aced it.
Getting off the phone from checking on Ava, I see Ric pull up next to my car.
“Aye school boy, what's good?”
“Shit, what's good with you?”
“Everything good ova here and it’s about to get better. Get in the truck.”
Pulling up at one of the traps I collected money from, I got out the car and dapped up Moose. He was a lil’ nigga that was cool as a fan. Since I've been on the team he has gone out of his way to try to school me on who to trust and who not to trust.
Walking into the house all I could smell is funk. I know it was a trap house, but damn, this is the worst one out of the eight. Some houses I collected from were clean and livable, but this was far from it. I figured since I was here I would go ahead and pick up the money too.
“We will get that shit later nigga,” Ric said. “Let me show you something in the other room.”
I walked over a couple of crack heads that were laid out on the floor and followed Ric into one of the back rooms. As soon as he showed me who was in the room, I was ready for blood.
“This nigga came in here early this afternoon begging to suck anybody’s dick to get a hit. Moose knew who he was as soon as he seen him and gave him a bundle to keep him here.
I walked up to Joe and snatched him up in the middle of him shooting up.
I punched him over and over, kicked him in his shit, and then punched him some more. When he fell to the floor, I stomped him not caring where my foot landed on his body.
“You killed my fucking mama? You gonna die today, you fucking bitch ass nigga. I’mma send yo’ ass to hell.” Tears start running down my face from all the anger and hurt that I was feeling at the moment.
He looked at me and started to laugh.
“That bitch deserved to die.”
“What the fuck you just say?” I said pulling out my heat.
“I said, your mother deserve d ”
I emptied the whole clip into his face before walking out the room and hitting the wall.
“It’s ova now baby boy. That nigga dead. Come on now, let’s take a ride bruh,” Ric said as we walked out of the house.
“Yo Moose, call the cleanup crew to clean this pile of shit up,” I said getting into the truck.
“You good Ayce?” Ric asked.
“Yeah, I'm good, that nigga dead now and my mama can rest knowing that he is no longer breathing.”
As we drove to the other houses, I just sat silently in my thoughts. I know that my mother wouldn't be happy with me right now, but no way was I going to let that nigga continue to live.
Pulling into the park, Big Sean's “I'm Blessed” bumped through the speakers. Ric pulled out a bag of weed and started rolling a blunt.
“You wanna hit this shit?” Ric asked lighting it up.
“Naw I'm good.”
I have taken a drink from time to time, but I never smoked anything before.
“You sure, it will calm your nerves?”
I figured fuck it and took a long puff of the blunt, choking on the smoke. Ric started laughing at me.
“You trying to hit that shit like you a pro nigga, just tap it.”
I didn't pay him any attention as I took a couple more hits. At first I felt a little on edge, but then this calmness came over me and it felt like I was on cloud nine.
“What you wanna get into now?” Ric asked.
“We need to go run this money to the
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