just pulled on him. Mo had deliberately come home from the G-Spot early, and then waited in the living room until she heard Pluto’s key turning in the lock. Jumping up quickly, Monique had run into their bedroom and pressed her cell phone to her ear, and pretended to be having an intense conversation while she looked for something in her nightstand drawer.
“I just don’t know,” she sighed into the phone, making sure her back was turned as Pluto approached their bedroom. “I mean, if I tell Pluto that Ace and Salida set his nephew up to get shot, then how the hell is my man gonna feel? I mean, on the one hand he’ll probably wanna kill both of their grimy asses, but on the other hand Ace is his partner! His manz ! Them two go way back together to the early days with G, and the last thing I wanna do is drop a dime and come between two best homeys, you know what I mean?”
Monique paused with her hand on his hip like she was listening to somebody on the other end. Never mind that she had turned her phone completely off so that shit didn’t mess around and ring and blow her game up. She could feel Pluto’s eyes crawling on her back as he stood listening to her fake convo, and she could even hear his fat ass wheezing behind her like a pissed off asthmatic old man.
“I know,” she finally said, sounding torn and tortured. “Yeah, you prolly right girl. Matter fact, you are right. I know. I gotta tell him. I can’t let them bastards play my man for no fool! Pluto deserves to know what kinda slime he’s fuckin’ with. Girl, can you believe they got him thinking Maleek killed Truth over a stank piece of ass? Now you know that’s a lie! On the real, Ace and Salida actually hired that young boy to shoot Truth!” Monique said passionately. “They paid him! They wanted Truth dead ’cause his lil ass got open on Nooni and started fuckin’ up their plans. They knew he was trying to sneak her outta the G-Spot so she could go home to her sister. That’s why Truth had to die. Not because of no bullshit beef between him and Maleek. That poor boy died to keep him from fuckin’ up Ace and Salida’s dirty plans for Nooni!”
Monique jumped and whirled around as Pluto stormed into the room behind her with his eyeballs lit on fire.
“Oh, shit! I gotta go,” she whispered fearfully, then pretended to turn off her phone and look shocked and terrified.
“Who in the fuck was you just talking to?” Pluto demanded and snatched the cell phone from her hands. His fat cheeks jiggled and his pig-nose flared. “Who in the fuck was you just tellin’ all my fuckin’ business to?”
“N-n-nobody!” Monique stammered, acting her ass off as Pluto turned her phone on and started scrolling through her call history. “I was just talking to my sister Marva, that’s all. Just my sister, Pluto. Nobody else.”
Monique watched as his fat fingers found her call folder. She had definitely dialed her sister’s number, but she hadn’t spoken to that bitch. Marva owed her a hundred dollars and when she caught up with that trick Monique was gonna put her foot up that ass. But Pluto liked Marva, so it wasn’t a total crime for Mo to be talking to her. Sometimes Monique thought he liked her sister Marva a little bit too damned much.
She stiffened as Pluto flung the phone down on the floor and took a menacing step toward her. He was gonna kick her ass. Straight fuck her up. Monique had figured this would be one of the consequences of her plan, but if it meant exposing that bitch Salida and getting Pluto to go after Ace’s throat, then this was one ass-kicking she was down to take.
“You grimy-mouth bitch!” Pluto said, and pounced on her. Monique let her knees sag and she dropped to the floor as he slung her by her hair and back-fisted her upside her head. “You better not never get on the phone and blab nothing about my fuckin’ nephew to no fuckin’ body! You hear me?”
Monique took the blows that rained down on her head
“I just don’t know,” she sighed into the phone, making sure her back was turned as Pluto approached their bedroom. “I mean, if I tell Pluto that Ace and Salida set his nephew up to get shot, then how the hell is my man gonna feel? I mean, on the one hand he’ll probably wanna kill both of their grimy asses, but on the other hand Ace is his partner! His manz ! Them two go way back together to the early days with G, and the last thing I wanna do is drop a dime and come between two best homeys, you know what I mean?”
Monique paused with her hand on his hip like she was listening to somebody on the other end. Never mind that she had turned her phone completely off so that shit didn’t mess around and ring and blow her game up. She could feel Pluto’s eyes crawling on her back as he stood listening to her fake convo, and she could even hear his fat ass wheezing behind her like a pissed off asthmatic old man.
“I know,” she finally said, sounding torn and tortured. “Yeah, you prolly right girl. Matter fact, you are right. I know. I gotta tell him. I can’t let them bastards play my man for no fool! Pluto deserves to know what kinda slime he’s fuckin’ with. Girl, can you believe they got him thinking Maleek killed Truth over a stank piece of ass? Now you know that’s a lie! On the real, Ace and Salida actually hired that young boy to shoot Truth!” Monique said passionately. “They paid him! They wanted Truth dead ’cause his lil ass got open on Nooni and started fuckin’ up their plans. They knew he was trying to sneak her outta the G-Spot so she could go home to her sister. That’s why Truth had to die. Not because of no bullshit beef between him and Maleek. That poor boy died to keep him from fuckin’ up Ace and Salida’s dirty plans for Nooni!”
Monique jumped and whirled around as Pluto stormed into the room behind her with his eyeballs lit on fire.
“Oh, shit! I gotta go,” she whispered fearfully, then pretended to turn off her phone and look shocked and terrified.
“Who in the fuck was you just talking to?” Pluto demanded and snatched the cell phone from her hands. His fat cheeks jiggled and his pig-nose flared. “Who in the fuck was you just tellin’ all my fuckin’ business to?”
“N-n-nobody!” Monique stammered, acting her ass off as Pluto turned her phone on and started scrolling through her call history. “I was just talking to my sister Marva, that’s all. Just my sister, Pluto. Nobody else.”
Monique watched as his fat fingers found her call folder. She had definitely dialed her sister’s number, but she hadn’t spoken to that bitch. Marva owed her a hundred dollars and when she caught up with that trick Monique was gonna put her foot up that ass. But Pluto liked Marva, so it wasn’t a total crime for Mo to be talking to her. Sometimes Monique thought he liked her sister Marva a little bit too damned much.
She stiffened as Pluto flung the phone down on the floor and took a menacing step toward her. He was gonna kick her ass. Straight fuck her up. Monique had figured this would be one of the consequences of her plan, but if it meant exposing that bitch Salida and getting Pluto to go after Ace’s throat, then this was one ass-kicking she was down to take.
“You grimy-mouth bitch!” Pluto said, and pounced on her. Monique let her knees sag and she dropped to the floor as he slung her by her hair and back-fisted her upside her head. “You better not never get on the phone and blab nothing about my fuckin’ nephew to no fuckin’ body! You hear me?”
Monique took the blows that rained down on her head
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