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Chapter Twenty-One - Clap Back

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I got my goon squad with me

When I get in that excursion mode they gon' have to get me

My whole click Coogi

We drivin all the same

Mad cause I'm clean get yo' stupid ass BANG BANG!

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Terry did me a huge favor and gave me a pair of sweatpants so I didn't have to go home in my bloody ass pants last night. I tossed them in a garbage can and went on home. Cairo and his team were going to get it back. It was already settled. I was ready; I was on the hunt for blood, their blood to be exact. I was up at the hospital with the crew the next morning, and even Leena managed to come up there for visiting, we had to take turns, and we let her in first. When she walked out, she stopped to us.

"He's doing okay, I'm so glad you guys let me see him." She still was wearing that blue weave…but seeing the situation was the way it was…I didn't even feel like harping on that loud ass hair.

"No problem girl." Cindy gave her daps. It was now our turn to see him. Jayce was sitting up and watching TV, he smiled at us when we came to the room.

"My niggas!" he cheered. Cindy gave him a tight hug, Ortese, Terry and I gave him daps with half hugs, real niggas don't give other niggas full on hugs, that shit is hella gay.

"Hey, how you doin in here nigga?" Cindy asked.

"Ahhh, my stomach hurt like a motha fucka, but that's because they took that stupid bullet out…I even got my own new battle scar! Yeah niggas!" he raised his hospital shirt to show us his scar from the surgery.

"I take that back though, it's more like achy than it is hurtin." He pulled his shirt back down. He shook his head.

"The cops asked me what happened, I just told them it was a drive by, I said I'en know the niggas who did it. They stay in folks business man." He rolled his eyes.

"Oh you know we gon' get that shit handled right?" I asked him. He nodded.

"Hell yea man. I wish I could roll out with you guys…I gotta stay put for one more day." He sighed in irritably.

"Nigga you need to recover, don't be bitching that you can't roll wit us." Cindy hit his arm.

"I know I know! Damn, always hitting on a nigga." She laughed.

We were with him for an hour before leaving back over Terrence's house. It was a done deal that we were going to finally take Cairo's ass out the picture…permanently. I was going to see to that myself. I was sick of his ass. I should have killed him that night I stomped on his ass, his ass don't know when to quit. He killed our customers, he touched my girl, started shit with Huey and now…his ass even SHOT at me. Hell nah nigga, yo ass has got to go. Ain't no mercy in these streets nigga. That's how his bitch ass cousin got killed. After spending like…half the day with the crew, I wanted to see my baby. Alice and I sat in her backyard sitting under her huge tree. I was lying on her lap.

"How's Jayce doin baby?" I told her about him getting shot…but she didn't need to know all the details. I wanted her out that life as much as possible. She didn't need to know all of what I do. Cairo was enough. I wanted to spare her from my other life.

"He aight."

"Riley, how he get shot?" I sighed hard.

"You don't need to know all that."

"Cindy knows more than me, why is that? Why does she get to see him in the hospital and I don't? Why does she go with you when you're out and I don't?"

"She different." She moved her lap as to make me get off her.

"What the hell makes her so different?" she had a certain tone to that this time. I rolled my eyes, not answering her.

"I'm trying to keep you out that stuff; you don't need to be involved."

"Oh, but Cindy can be involved? Cindy can roll with you when you do your little thug games?" I turned to her. She was really calling herself going off on me. I almost had to gain myself before I spoke again.

"Cindy use to that shit, she can handle that, you can't."

"…What shit is that?" her voice grew louder. Oh snap.

"It's the truth type shit, you ain't no hood bitch, you had the life. You don't know the struggle."

She jumped up to her feet. She looked so mad; I know something was on her tongue that I wasn't going to like.

"You make it seem like it's my fault my parents worked their ass off to give me the best in life! Let me tell you something. My momma was born and raised in the hood. She didn't want that life for me so she took her ass to college and got a good paying job!" She placed her hands on her hips.

"I'm glad that I got it good honey, I never have to want for anything. You damn right, but I appreciate that! My mom could've been a drug addicted ho on the street, but she wasn't and she taught me that life doesn't have to be that way. You don't know what all I've seen, what all I've heard. And while we're on that subject what the FUCK are you talking about? Doesn't Cindy go to a PRIVATE school? Oh noooo, she a real one, she knows ALL about the streets! FUCK YOU RILEY! Go on ahead! Go to Cindy, you damn bastard!" she stormed in her house.

I sat there, eyes wide, mouth open. That…what? I was shell shocked. I really was. Wow. All I can say was wow. I stood up and knocked on the door.

"Alice, why yo ass trippin? Open the door." I banged harder.

"Go to your funky ass Cindy!" she yelled through the door. This girl was really acting out today. What, was she on her period or some shit?

"OPEN THE GODDAMN DOOR!" I shouted.

"GO AWAY!"

"OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR!"

"FUCK YOURSELF."

"NAH I'LL JUST GET CINDY TO DO IT!" I covered my mouth the second that slipped. NO! SHIT! AHHHH! I did NOT mean to say that! Damn, this girl made me mad, I don't think right when I'm mad. There was no response to that.

"Oh my God, Alice…will you please open the door so we can talk. I…I didn't mean what I just said." I spoke normally. She flung the door open.

"Are you cheating on me with Cindy?" that was all she said. Her glaze on me was hard.

"Are you deaf? Answer the question, are you cheating? You just said you could get her to fuck you, why say that if you don't actually know that?"

"Alice…"

"ANSWER THE DAMN QUESTION!"

"…What if I did?" I shrugged my shoulders like I didn't care, even though I truly did. She stared at me. Her eyes were un- readable. Her eyes flooded with tears and she shook her head.

"I should have known! How long? How long were you and that BITCH smiling in my face while cheating on me?"

"…Three months." She slapped me across the cheek.

"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY HOUSE! GO! NOW! How dare you do this to me! I loved you! I…HATE you!" she cried harder before slamming the door in my face. I stood there. I lost her. Just that fast. The summer heat wasn't even smoldering me…I felt so…dejected. I felt like it was winter time. I don't know what to even think anymore. I walked home feeling empty. I ignored the calls of Huey and granddad and went to my room. As the hours went by as I slept…I encased my heart into stone. No one would get close to it ever again. Not even Cindy. Love? It's a wasted emotion. I hate I even gave that shit a chance. Fuck it…I'm done with everything. When I wake up, I'll be meaner, colder, and more ruthless than before.

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"Aye Riley, you okay?" Cindy asked me. I nodded.

"Yea I'm good." I looked out the window. There was nothing I wanted to talk about. All I wanted was revenge. We rode around the block, lookin for Cairo's crew. The ride was silent, like the way I wanted it. My eyes scanned the images flying past me when Terry spoke up.

"Aye! That's Brendan right there, going into that alley!" Brendan was Quence's brother, him and Terry go way back…and not in the positive way. They were blood enemies, but Quence hung with him anyways. Terry parked his car in a neighboring alley. I put my ammo in my gun, adrenaline rushing when it made its little 'click' sounds. We were all dressed down in our black attire. I got out the air and took a deep breathe and traveled to the alley.

"Riley! Wait up!" Ortese whispered. I had no time to wait. I saw Brendan, selling coke to the local posh crackhead.

"Thank you my good man!" he tipped his top hat and walked away.

"Aye bitch." He turned to me and smiled.

"Hey nigga. How's your boyfriend doing?" I shot him in his leg, sending him to the ground. I stalked up to him, glaring down at him with no emotion in my face.

"Fuck you bitch." I simply said before shooting him in the stomach. He screamed and looked up at me.

"Fuck you nigga! Fuck you! Fuck you!" he cried as blood poured from his mouth. I shot him in the face. The smoke from the gun surrounded me as he laid there. Dead. I killed someone for the first time.

How invigorating. Too bad it wasn't Cairo, but it was close enough. I had plans for him anyway. Cindy pulled at my arm.

"Let's go Reezy!" I turned to her and pulled her into a kiss.

"Call me Esco." She smiled and bit her lip. Poor girl, she'll end up thinking I love her now.

8O...! R&R!