And this is the one big ass chapter. I didn't rush it, but it is coming to a close guys. =]

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Chapter 36- Hostage

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Don't fear the reaper

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My head was pounding; I felt ever pulsating nerve in my brain. It was cold, it was dark, and I had no idea where I was. Gripping the side of my head, I slowly sat up in the dark room. I felt around for my phone and didn't find it. Sitting up against the wall, I tried to think what the fuck happened to me. I shut my eyes as I tried to remember desperately as to what happened. But all I drew was a blank. I can't remember a thing, and my body felt so drained, like I was running around for hours or something. Sighing, I sat my chin on my lifted knees. I don't remember what happened, why it happened, or why I'm even here. I'm not even scared…I don't know, I just know I want to get out of here. I flinched when I saw a door open, which flooded the part of the room with light. When the switch flipped on, I was face to face with Duey.

"Sleep well?" I frowned though remained sitting.

"What happened to me?"

"Oh you saved your sister, got caught by us, got a little drugged up to make the ride easier and now you're here! Happy times indeed." I glared at the psycho as he stood in the door.

"Duey, why are you doing this?"

"That's the most stupid question I've ever heard."

"You know that's not what I mean! Look…taking lives doesn't bring the ones lost back." He frowned at me.

"You think you know so much huh? Well, until you lose someone really close to you, look me in the face and tell me that. Ortese wasn't good enough; I want to see you suffer."

"Why Duey? You or Cairo isn't any better than Riley and his gang. All of you were killers. Those other people you killed? Why'd you kill them? Why won't you or Aisha realize that the nightmare won't stop…unless you end it?"

I knew it, it was hard to stomach, but I wasn't stupid. I knew what Riley and those boys would do once they were in the streets. It was true. All of them killed, all of them did and sold drugs…it was awful shit…but I think everyone should have the opportunity to change. Everyone. He gritted his teeth.

"SHUT UP! You don't know how hard it was for me losing the closest thing I ever had as a friend! A brother!"

"And you think Terrence had a party after losing his BLOOD brother?" I yelled back.

"An eye for an eye." He responded coldly. I turned from him and stared at the blanket covered windows. There was nothing in the room I was in except a pallet made of pillows and blankets on the floor.

"So what? You're gonna kill me now?"

"No. As I said, I'll make you suffer. For now, you'll be our hostage, or slave. Whichever you prefer." He smiled.

"I called Riley earlier. I said he's gonna have to play by my rules if he wants you to keep breathing." I frowned. He was truly demented, a truly demented person.

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Four days. Four agonizing days went by with no word from that…fucker. I was spending the night over Rummy's place so he could wire my phone to trace Duey's call. The chances of us getting the exact location would be slim, being that he'll only use a cell phone. But as long as Rummy could get the area, I was fine with it. I hated being this nerve shot. I look like shit. My eyes were bloodshot from the loss of sleep, I couldn't sleep. Dark circles were under my eyes now and I didn't care to get my braids re-done. A nigga looking rough as hell right now. Huey, Caesar and Cindy were over there with me too. It was decided Jasmine would be looking over KerraBella until we bring Alice home. I was up for what would be the fifth night when Huey came and rested his hand on my shoulder. I was staring blankly at the TV that wasn't even on.

"Riley, get some sleep." He said.

"I can't…it's my entire fault this shit is even happening. From the very beginning, me getting into that fucking gang…for not getting on Ortese hard enough for not stopping…who knows what all would be like if we weren't so fucking retarded." He sighed hard and sat beside me on the couch.

"Sometimes Riley, you got to learn it the hard way."

"BUT YOU WARNED ME! I should have fucking listened! You were my voice Huey. My fucking conscience! I chose to listen to something else." I lowered my head.

"I chose to live hard Huey. I chose to act like I didn't know any better. I chose to kill. I chose this miserable life." No one should feel sorry for me; feel sorry for the real lost souls out there.

"You aren't such a bad person." Huey said, I looked at him, were we even involved in the same conversation here?

"You learned your lesson right? Well, you still got hope left."

"And if Alice is killed?"

"If you play the game, you got to be willing to lose." That was so fucking deep!

"You know what Huey, you a deep ass mothafucka you know that? That was some real thug shit you just said. I respect that nigga!" I yelled amazed.

"What are you talking about? I was always illmatic with my shit." Damn, my nigga go too hard! He stood up as he yawned.

"Go get some sleep Riley. At least try to." I smiled. Huey really made me feel less shitty.

"Thanks for real. You always my right hand nigga, you know that right?" he nodded.

"Yes, yes I do. Night." He walked into the hallway to our room. My smile dropped a little as I was in the living room, alone again. Reality was slowly returning to my head as I stretched out on the couch as I reflected about me and Alice. I thought about our whole story. I thought about how we first met…how we had our first kiss…how I mistreated her at one point…that whole Cindy fiasco and how we got back together. Suddenly I had a song in my head! Not wanting to lose it, I jumped off the couch and grabbed a notebook and a pen, and I poured our love story out on paper. I made up in my mind I'd rap it to Alice when I save her. As I wrote it, I smiled as I wrote our story on paper. I wrote everything from our good times to our bad times. Well…that was my emcee moment. I slouched in the chair. Hopefully I'd rap it to her…no. I will tell our story. I was done writing and went in the room Huey and I was sharing. He was fast asleep, his big ass afro sticking out from under the covers.

When my head hit the pillow, I was knocked out, but my mind was still reeling. As I kid, I thought love was shit, and I said I wouldn't have anything to do with it. I'll never tell a bitch she's loved, and never will I marry anybody. Seemed like all that shit just left me when I met Alice. I didn't want to believe it, but she left a strong impression on me. I guess that's why I cheated, I didn't want to be caught by Alice, and I didn't want to be in love. But I was already hers, I just refused. I'm in too deep now; there is no other for me. I want Alice to be my wife…I want to marry her. I want to scratch out 'Stone' and put 'Freeman' in its place. Alice Wyonna…Freeman that shit sounds good as a hell. I never thought I'd love anyone so much that I'd….change for them. I wanted to start my dynasty with the woman who caught the nigga who never wanted to be caught.

Yeah, after we get Duey out the way, we were gonna get married, and then, I'm gonna plant my seeds and we gon' watch them grow as we age.

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"Aww shit! Ow!" I yelled that morning. Cindy was re-braiding my hair; she said she couldn't stand to look at my shit looking as raw as it was anymore. She was so rough! My scalp is not made of iron bitch! And that's exactly what I told her. She just sucked her teeth and continued with what she was doing.

"…Ho." I muttered.

"Bitch." She retorted. I was sitting on the floor as she, Ceez, and Huey were on the couch. Huey was eating a grilled cheese sandwich as he flipped through the channels.

"Nothing good is on TV." He complained. Ceez just rested his head against the couch and was dozing on and off to sleep. Rummy was talking to Ed in the kitchen, something about him having to stop sleeping on the toilet or some shit. I was so glad this monster was done braiding my hair. Alice was the shit whenever she'd do my braids! I love the tingle sensations I'd get when her cool hands glided down my scalp when she greased it. She always put me to sleep with how gentle she was. Her shit was relaxing, Cindy's shit was like how Aunt Cookie uses to do, oooh, I think Cookie was worse though, her ass would always burn the living fuck out of me when she wanted to use the hot comb. She said that if I wanted to look Like Huey, I shouldn't complain. Now, I don't have any issues with the fro' but it's just not me.

"Yo sensitive head ass." Cindy snapped as she walked into the kitchen. I sighed. I sat in the chair where I wrote my rap last night and yelled in frustration.

"AHHHH WHERE THE FUCK IS DUEY?" I yelled. As if he heard me, my phone rang.

"Rummy! Rummy!" I yelled. He and Ed ran out the kitchen. Rummy dove in the computer chair and began working the minute I picked the phone up.

"What?" I asked.

"Riley…" it was Alice! She sounded horrible! What the hell he do to her!

"Honey? You okay?" her voice was small and weak. I heard rummaging in the background.

"Hello Riley. As you can see, Alice ain't doin so hot."

"You motherfucka! You'll regret laying a finger on her."

"We'll see about that. I'm tired of the games, let's meet. I'll be where my brother died." He hung up the phone. I turned to Rummy. "Did you trace it." He looked up and smiled threw his thumbs up.

"I gottcha nigga. Though it was on a cellular device, I managed to scale down to pinpoint the frequency of the signal and BOOM!" he looked back at the computer.

"1436, East Brook Street!" he shouted. Ed pulled out his glock.

"I SAY WE KILL THE MOTHAFUCKAS! LET'S RIDE!"

"Wait!" I cried. "I have to meet Duey. Let's split up. Huey and Rummy will come with me. Ed, you go with Cindy and Ceez to go get Alice!" We all nodded as we went our separate ways.

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I must say it was nerve racking to be in the car with Cindy and Ed, well mostly Ed because he was drinking and driving. I was nervous about that.

"Aye Cindy, should you be letting Ed get smashed like that?"

"Don't worry boo, he's a professional drunk driver, his ass is immune to that shit." She was getting her gun ready. I hope Alice is okay, hell I hope I'll be okay. I never experienced anything life threatening like this before, and I felt uneasy.

"I'm sorry." She scrunched her face up at me. "Fo' what?"

"I'm not like you Cindy; I don't like any of this. I wish we could get Alice, go home, and resume life as usual. I must sound like such a pussy."

"Yea you do sound flower right now." I frowned at Ed.

"Keep your ears at the fucking front of the car!" I snapped. Cindy giggled. "I love you the way you are retarded boy!" she flapped my dreads in my face, causing me to move them. I was about to say something when Ed did this sharp ass turn into the front of an abandoned apartment.

"Shit, he said this was the place." He muttered as he got out the car. We stood outside the building.

"You think Alice is really in here?" I asked Cindy.

"Oh, she's in there, but you're gonna have to get past me." Aisha stepped from behind the alleyway, dressed in this form fitting black jumpsuit with black boots that came all the way to her knees and had a mask covering her mouth.

"And the only way you can get pass…is by becoming a corpse." She pulled out a big ass katana sword from a sheath that was mounted on her back.

"…This is some Huey type shit!" I yelled angrily. The one time Huey's Shaolin mastery is really…seriously needed…and his ass ain't here. Just like a real nigga! They never around when they actually needed! DAMN IT!

"It's on bitch!" Cindy cried.

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Me and Huey walked in the park together. Rummy had our back, just in case anything was to go down. When we reached the benches where I poisoned Cairo, there sat Duey on the table.

"Well, if it isn't the Hilton brothers." He smiled.

"If that insult wasn't funny ten years ago, what the fuck makes you think it's funny now?" Huey frowned.

"I'm so sick of your ass, it's not even funny. I can't believe I have to stand here with some wanna be African't nigga who don't know how to leave shit alone!" I watched as Huey continued to go off on that nigga.

"You know what? I won't even take you serious. Go back in the house before I take off my belt!"

"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA" I laughed, but I stopped abruptly.

"Duey listen. We done some shit we ain't proud of. I'm tired of this life and I want to stop it, for real for real nigga, it has to stop somewhere." I said seriously. Duey jumped up on top of the table whipping on two guns.

"YOU LAUGHIN AT ME? HUH WANNA FUCK WITH ME YEA?" In mere ten seconds, he lost his damn mind.

"Put them damn guns away before you shoot yourself." Huey went straight hood on me. Duey yelled as he began pulling the trigger, me and Huey ran on the opposite sides of the park, dodging the bullets.

"MOTHA FUCKAS!" He yelled manically as she shot wildly. Huey darted from the tree he was behind, ran behind the table and kicked Duey's legs, making him fall. I ran and kicked the guns away from the crazy nigga. Huey jacked him up by the shirt.

"You are the most garbage ass shooter I've ever seen! No wonder you use knives, you couldn't even shoot Rick Ross's big ass if he was in your face, painted with a target, with the gun pre aimed!" he yelled at him before punching him hard in his face, knocking him out. I was crying laughing. This nigga said a pre-aimed gun! Damn! I'mma have to steal that. After we tied his ass up and tossed him in the back of the truck, Huey nodded.

"I enjoyed this gangster business…it is rather fun." He did a smile at me.

"Man….you was on some OG shit all these years and didn't tell a nigga!" I said with my eyes wide open.

"That's how I roll." Rummy looked at Duey from the front seat. "The fuck we gon' do with the retard?"

"Drop him off at the police station. Then go get Alice." Huey said as he turned back to me, I nodded as we hopped in the car and sped off.

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"DAMN THIS BITCH CRAZY!" Ed yelled as we took cover behind an abandoned washer behind the apartments. This bitch was throwing those uh….damn what do you call them? Ninja stars? Huey always told me them bitches can do some damage when handled by the wrong person.

"Come out bitches, or do I have to bomb your asses out!" Cindy looked at me.

"Ya'll got a plan?" Ed asked me and Cindy.

"Yeah. Okay, Ed, you run to the left side of the field, I'll run to the right, and Ceez, you be the distraction while I stick that bitch!"

"Why I got to distract? Is it because I'm black?" I yelled angrily. Cindy rolled her blue eyes.

"Just follow the plan!" She hissed. But we were all distracted when a small object fell to our feet.

"FUCK!" we all screamed in unison as we scattered. The washer was blown to pieces as we ran behind a half torn brick fence, Ed was behind a tree. Cindy gritted her teeth.

"Fuck this!" Cindy jumped from behind and shot at her, she got hit with two stars as she ran on the opposite side of the field.

"Cindy!" She feel beside Ed. She managed to shoot Aisha in the leg though, but that didn't stop her, in fact, she was still standing as if nothing hit her.

"Your bullets are useless. Bullet proofed down to the boots bitches." She pulled out another grenade.

"Alice and all you hoes will die here!" She threw the grenade at the tree Cindy and Ed were taking cover behind. Ed picked up the injured Cindy as they were blown away with the force of the bomb.

"Fuck my arm!" Cindy yelled. I dragged them to where I was. Shit, they got hit pretty bad. Cindy's arm was broken, so was Ed' left arm and his shoulder was dislocated. I was the only one with a functioning body. I looked at Aisha, then down at my injured friends. I had to hold them down until the boys get here.

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I sat in the room disoriented. My stomach was feeling it was eating itself. My aching, abused body sat in the chair as the barb wires cut through my arms. Both dried blood and the blood that was seeping through my cuts were making me smell wretched. Through all of this, even with my damaged nerves, this was painful. All the explosions outside was making me worried. I groaned in pain as I accidentally moved my arm. The slightest move would get me cut even deeper into my skin.

"Uhhh." I fought to stay conscience. Oh, hope everyone is okay down there.

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I softly propped Cindy and Ed to the wall. I had to do something before she threw a bomb to this fucking wall. My phone rang, it was Huey.

"Ay nigga we on the way." He said

"You got your sword?"

"…Yeah."

"BRING IT. This Aisha bitch is like…a killing psycho ninja…bitch!" I yelled before hanging up. I turned to see Aisha light herself up a cigarette. After taking a puff, she flung to the side.

"Come on out, you're cute, so I'd rather I'd cut you up than to blow you up." Her sword reemerged as she walked towards us. I stood from out the wall.

"Listen bitch, I just want to get my friend, damn why you so crazy?" I yelled at her. She swung her sword at me and I ducked, chopping off a single dread lock. Fuck! I dodged her ashe swung her sword at me. I picked up the burnt door of the washer machine and used it as a shield. When her arms went upward, I saw a window of opportunity to smack her clear across the face with the door. She fell down to the ground, dropping her sword. I jumped on top of her before she could pick it up. We rolled around in the dirt wrestling.

"Get the fuck off me!" I grabbed her by her throat.

"NAW BITCH!" I replied. She kneed me in my balls, which pissed me off as I yelled in pain, I was immobile as she threw me off her and picked up her weapon. She pressed the blade to my neck as she hovered above me.

"Die bitch!" She raised the sword when I heard yelling from the distance and I saw her being tackled by Huey, followed by Riley who was gripping a baseball bat and roaring with the most hilarious war cry I ever heard.

Huey snatched her sword away from her and pointed it at her.

"Stay down bitch!" He yelled as Riley was ready to beat her ass with the bat.

"AY YA'LL ALICE IN DERE!" Ed cried in pain.

"Go get her Riley, we got everything covered." I said standing up. Riley nodded and ran into the building.

o0o

"1436, 1436, 1436!" I huffed as I read the addresses on the doors. After two flights, I found the door and kicked it open.

"ALICE! I yelled.

"Riley…" I heard a weak voice call; I ran into the back room and frowned in pain.

"Aww, my poor baby." I cupped her hands and looked down at her bloodied arms.

"Fuck…how am I gonna get you out of that?" I was panicking. The barb wires were cutting into her arms…I didn't want to hurt her anymore than she already was. I stroked her hair.

"I'm gon' get you out baby, I'm gon' get ya…" I ran into the kitchen and found all their knives in a drawer. I guess these were the ones they killed people with. Grabbing the thickest one, I ran back to the room.

"This will hurt, but I'm gonna raise the wires, and you're gonna have to pull your arm out." She was fighting to stay awake, but she nodded. I began to carefully slide the knife between her arm and the barb wires. After cutting through some of the blade, I was able to raise it up.

"Go!" She pulled her arm out, wailing in pain. She threw her head down, shaking back and forth in the chair.

"Come on Alice, stay strong, I got to do the other arm." And went to the left arm and went through the process again. She screamed again as she freed her arm. I picked her up, cradling her head to my chest as I rushed out the door I went back outside to see Huey and Rummy helping Cindy and Ed and Aisha was bound and gagged on the ground, struggling to get free. Caesar walked up to me.

"Is she okay?" I shook Alice, who just mumbled something, which was good, that meant she was still alive.

"Yeah, we got to fix her arms up." I said as I walked to the car. Damn, Ed and Cindy were looking pretty banged up too. I placed Alice in the back seat with them. She was like a rag doll, she was hardly moving.

"We'll fix all ya'll up." I said. I ran back to where Huey was.

"What will we do with Aisha?" I asked. He turned to me.

"We turned Duey in to the cops….I guess we should turn her over too." Ceasar walked past us.

"Okay, well I'm going to the car."

We walked up to the struggling menace.

"Stop. It's over." I told her. She screamed. "No!" We took her in the backseat Rummy's car, I turned to Huey.

"Seeing that Ed can't drive, I'mma drive them back home."

"Okay, meet you there." Huey left with Rummy. I took the gang back to the pad and got them cleaned up, well Caesar did, and he let me tend to Alice, which was something I appreciated. I was so happy to have her back...I was speechless. I gently tended to her wrists, cleaning the blood off.

"I'm so glad you're okay…" I whispered finally. "Are you mad at me?"

"For what?" her voice was still low.

"You got hurt again." I sighed. "How am I gonna be a good husband when I can't even protect you right?" I admitted.

"I don't even remember what happened." She sighed. "But it's fine, really-"

"NO! Stop brushing all the shit I do under the rug! It's because of me all this shit happened! If I had never joined that gang, you would never be hurt and you'd never have any nerve problems, you would never be tied up in rooms somewhere bleeding everywhere!" I yelled.

"I thought you were gonna die damn it…I just…I was just so scared."

"But I didn't. You made me tough Riley. I can roll with whatever happens. I know you're never too far from me. I chose to be with you, knowing the risks, I didn't care, I wanted to be with you."

"As I want to be with you…" I said before kissing her.

Almost over...R&R!