Loving Angel 2 (8 page)

I winked at him in the mirror to let him know that I was good. Dread may have won the battle but I was sure as hell going to be the bitch that won the war. He wasn’t breaking me, he was only making me determined to break him.

“Come here,” Dread ordered in a cajoling voice like he hadn’t just hit me in the face twice. When I didn’t budge he pulled me across the seat to his side, wrapping his arms around me. I didn’t try to get out of his grasp because I had something hidden up my sleeve that was going to make him rue the day he ever laid eyes on me.

He was rubbing on my leg and nuzzling my neck when a call came in on h
is phone. “What?” He answered with a voice full of irritation. “What do you mean we’re being followed Sour? Take care of that shit. If you don’t want them motherfuckers to identify you, let those two bouys you got in the car with you handle it.”

After he got off the phone he picked up
right where he had left off. I sat there wondering what that phone call was about, but knew better than to inquire.

When we got to his house
, I made a beeline for my car like I was ready to bounce. I wanted the asshole to feel that I was running scared so that he would play right into my hands.

“Where the
fuck do you think you’re going?” He snapped.

“I’ve got some stuff I got to take care of early tomorrow morning,” I lied.

“Get your fucking ass in the house talking about shit you got to take care of in the morning!” He raged. “You’ve got shit right here you have to take care of tonight.”

He grabbed
my arm, dragged me into the house, up the stairs and into the bedroom before he started removing my dress roughly. I pretended to be nervous due to his callous treatment, but little did he know, that was exactly what I wanted him to do.

When I was completely naked
, he bent me over the bed and dropped his pants. Then I felt his monster dick forcing its way inside me and smiled victoriously.

“You ain’t wearing a condom daddy,” I said with fake concern.

“Bitch shut the fuck up!” He slapped me on the ass hard and pushed my face into the mattress as though he was attempting to suffocate me. “This is my pussy now and I’ll fuck it raw if I want to.” He pounded into me like he was trying to punish me. I got wetter than a motherfucker knowing that he was going to regret what he’d done every day for the rest of his miserable life.

Soon
, I was moaning and groaning and throwing the pussy back at him as he fucked the shit out of me with that stiff twelve inch donkey dick. It didn’t take long for me to come so hard I felt it all the way to my toes.

It took thirty more minutes and three more orgasms for me before Dread came with a grunt and shot his load deep inside me. I don’t think he car
ed about how many orgasms I had. He just had that much stamina.

“Go clean yourself up and bring a rag and clean my dick off,” he commanded. I wasn’t feeling the way he was ordering me around, but I’d play along
with the asshole for now. I wasn’t planning on returning after I left there tomorrow anyway.

I did what he asked and then we got into bed together. “You kn
ow you’re my bitch now right?” He asked.

I nodded and even added a smile;
as fake and forced as it was.

“Good.” H
e nodded in return looking satisfied. “You can’t work at that strip club anymore because my bitch won’t be shaking her ass for other niggas.” I would have rolled my eyes at the fool if I wasn’t sure he’d slap them into the back of my head. Like I was about to give up stripping for anybody and especially not for a nigga that put his hands on me.

“Yes daddy,” I answered, placating him, but he wasn’t done g
iving orders on how I should change my life to suit him.

“And you need to cut
your sister and cousin loose because I’m your man and I come first. I’m having beef with their niggas and you’re my bitch, so that means you having beef with them too.” He looked me directly in the eyes with his cold dead ones when he delivered the next part of his command so that I could see that he was deadly serious. “If you even think about betraying me, I’ll kill your entire family and make you watch. Then I’ll kill you and I won’t even use a gun. I got a machete that’s thirsting for some blood.”

After laying down the law, he patted me on the ass, turned his back to me and fell asleep
. It was obvious that he didn’t think it was a big deal that he was ordering me to change my life, abandon my family and even worse, he had threatened me with death if I didn’t do it.

I had been through a lot of shit in life and survived a lot of sticky situations
, but I had never been more scared in my entire existence. It took me a very long time to fall asleep because my mind kept replaying everything that had happened that evening with that crazy fucker. I just knew without any doubt what so ever that I needed to get away from him before he found out about the gift I had just given him.

CHAPTER TEN

TYGA

I had murder on my mind and it was making my trigger finger itchy. Niggas wanted to test my gangsta and didn’t even realize
that they were about to let loose a real monster. I didn’t mind dude gunning for my life because it was what I had signed on for when I made the decision to run the streets, but it was something else entirely to be gunning for my family. Motherfucker walked up in
my
club acting like he was fearless and then made a pussy ass move like a drive-by. True thugs don’t do drive-by shootings, they walk up on a nigga and press the trigger like a real killer.

I tried reassuring my wife that everything was going to be ok. Although I was the one who was laid up in a hospital bed injured, she was the one who had the tear stained cheeks. I guess it must have hit her real hard when two of the people she was close
st to got shot.

Daisy had been grazed on the arm by a bullet and had to get stitches. Although it was merely a minor injury
, she had fainted after she got wounded. When she had passed out she scared the living daylight out of her cousin and her baby daddy. I could tell that my boy was feeling some type of way because his woman had gotten hurt. I knew he would be going even harder when it came to getting revenge on Dread and his crew.

After Daisy had got patched up Delco took
her to my house so she could get some rest and then he was due back. Chance and Mina had already picked up Missy and the kids from Missy’s spot. They took them to my place because I didn’t know what that nigga Dread had up his sleeve and I wasn’t taking any chances with my family. I ordered my baby bro to stay at the house with John and guard them. He didn’t like that he was going to have to sit out on the action, but he knew it was more important to protect our family.

I had taken a bullet in the shoulder and that shit was hurting like a bitch. The doctors were trying to keep me in the hospital, but wounded or not
, I had moves to make and wasn’t about to stick around.

“Why can’t you at least stay for the rest of the day and night,” Sexy fussed. She was sitting in a chair by the bed I was laid up in acting like I was on my death bed. “You just got shot and your body needs time to heal
, but instead of getting the rest you need you’re planning on putting your life in danger again.”

I tried tuning out her voice because I really was feeling a lot of pain and she was only adding to it since her worrying was giving me a headache. I didn’t have a clue as to why she thought I was going to stay laid up in the hospital like some punk
. Especially when the motherfuckers who shot me were in the streets running free like they were gangsta because they were able to get at a nigga like me.

“Bay
, are you even listening to me?”

“Sexy
, stop upsetting yourself. I’m good. I’m going to be fine. I’ll rest up for the rest of the day, but I don’t need to stay overnight,” I assured her.

“Tyga
, you’re not a damn doctor,” she said, getting mad at my response. “The doctor already told you it was a bad idea to check out tonight and that you needed time to recuperate.”

I really didn’t want to argue with her because I knew she was ju
st worried about my health. Still, there was nothing she could say that was going to change my mind. I had already made a compromise by spending the day in the hospital when what I really wanted to do was begin combing the streets for Dread and those fools who shot me. Dwayne had already put the word out that I was looking for them niggas. I knew it wouldn’t be long before someone came forward with some information because I was paying twenty grand. Money always has a way of loosening lips. 

I was saved from replying when two suits entered my room without even knocking.  One of them was a detective I knew in passing. Parker was a short fat middle aged white guy who frequented Glitter at least three times per week. He loved getting private lap dances from that trick Keya. I wasn’t familiar with his partner. He was
a tall, lanky guy in his early to mid-thirties with an olive complexion and a mustache. He introduced himself as detective Web.

I wasn’t going to tell the pigs anything pertinent, but I knew the importance of acting like I wa
s cooperating with them. I could make them believe what I wanted them to believe and they would not suspect that I was withholding information because I was trying to seek my own justice.

“We just want to ask a few questions. We know you’re in pain
, so we’ll try to make it quick,” Parker said with a writing pad and pen in hand. “You’re the owner of the club where the altercation took place?”

I didn’t know if he didn’t recognize that I was the owner of his favorite haunt
, or if he didn’t want his partner to know he patronized strip joints, but Detective Parker didn’t acknowledge that we were familiar. That was fine by me.

“Yeah,” I replied. “We were celebrating the club
’s opening last night.”

“Did you have any disputes with an
yone while you were partying?” He asked after scribbling something on his paper.

“No,
everyone was just having fun. No one had any time for beefing.” I knew the people who saw me kicking Dread from my club wouldn’t dare talk to the police. One thing about the ghetto was that people knew to keep their mouths shut before someone closed it for them permanently.

“What about in general?
” Detective Web asked. “Do you have any enemies in general?”

I had a few of those
, but at the moment two names were most prevalent in my mind. I had a feeling that one, or both of them were responsible for my injury. “No,” I lied.

“And do you by any chance know the assailants?”

I shook my head in the negative. “No.”

They asked a bunch of other questions, but I was sticking to my story. I couldn’t identify the assailant, didn’t
know how many of them there were, and didn’t know what type of vehicle they were driving. My answers were always no, no and I don’t know. After questioning Angel and not getting any useful information from her either, they finally got the point that we didn’t know shit. They stopped wasting their time and bounced leaving me their card to call them if I remembered anything. Fat chance of that happening.

As soon as the detectives walked out the door Lux and Biz walked in.

“Tell me you got something useful for me,” I said by way of greeting.

“Wish I h
ad better news my nigga being that you’re laid up in this bitch, but that move was a bust,” Lux replied as he and Biz both gave me a fist bump.

“Sexy
, can I get some ginger ale from the vending machine please,” I begged my wife. I didn’t want her in the room for the conversation I was about to have in case my dudes said anything incriminating. I was always up front with her when it came to general information because I didn’t want her walking around blind, but when it came to specifics I kept her in the dark. I wasn’t going to put my wife in the position where she had to perjure herself because she knew too much.

She understood where I was coming from
. She gave me a quick kiss on the forehead and left the room without a fight. “Don’t get too worked up while I’m gone because you need your rest,” was her parting remark.

“So what exactly happened?” I propped myself up on the pillows and had to groan in pain because I jostled my shoulder.

Biz was the quiet one of the two, so Lux was the one who gave me the recap. “We were following old boy’s ride and as soon as we got on the highway we got rammed from behind by another car. Apparently he knew you’d set someone on his tail, so he had a car with his people following him from a distance to delay us by any means necessary. Those niggas were trying to run us off the damn road. When they saw that Biz had some skills behind the wheel and they couldn’t run us off, they started firing at us. I returned fire and when they couldn’t take the heat they sped off. By then Dread had already gotten away.”