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Authors: Asia Hill

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Chapter 2

 

ReRe

This has truly been a crazy-ass year. Where do I begin? If you are just tuning in to the “My Besties” series, you are cheating yourselves. Stop reading right now and go cop one, two, and three. If you don’t, you’ll never understand. For those who have been rocking with us since book one, much love. Anyway, it’s a brand new day and my bestie JuJu just beat that double murder. Well technically it was a mistrial. Same thing if you ask me. I didn’t go with Lil Mama or Boo because I had a few things to take care of. I wish I could have seen her face when she saw her auntie.

“Poohman.”

I went looking for him to let him know I was about to leave. I found him in the closet talking on the phone. What the fuck was he up to? I decided to eavesdrop.

“Are you serious, bruh? Man, I’m not about to tell Re that shit. I told you not to fuck with that bitch. You better hope Ju make it. Hit me later.”

I was stuck. Ju better make it?

“Make it from what?”

I was so spaced out that I didn’t even realize that I spoke out loud until Poohman turned around.

“Huh? Damn, shawty, why you sneaking up on me like that? Come here.”

“Come here, my ass. What the fuck you and Jaw got going on and why the hell are you in the closet talking on the phone?”

“You know I’m not about to sugar-coat shit with you. Somebody stabbed JuJu when she was getting ready to leave the jail.”

My head started spinning. I began seeing those little black spots you see when you get up too fast. Only I wasn’t getting up. I was going down. Before I knew it, Poohman was standing over me with a wet towel.

“Damn, Re, yo ass went down like the Titanic. Let me help you up.”

He picked me up and walked me over to the bed. After he sat me down, I laid my head on his chest for a few minutes trying to process what the fuck he said.

“Poohman, I don’t believe you.”

He jumped up and looked at me as if I offended him.

“Re, why would I lie?”

“I’m not talking about you lying. I’m talking about you hiding in the closet on the phone. If I didn’t come in there, would you have told me?”

“I don’t hide shit from you. It wasn’t even like that, though. I was in the closet putting some money up in the stash when he called.”

I needed to find my bestie.

“Where they take her?”

“I think Holy Christ.”

“CHRIST? Damn she’s that messed up?”

I called Lil Mama to see what was going on.

“Hey Re.”

“Man, why the fuck . . . .”

“Whoa, lil’ girl. Don’t make me come fuck you up. I’m under enough stress. I will beat yo ass so bad you’ll be laying in the hospital bed next to JuJu.”

How could I respond to that? Damn!

“My bad, Lil Mama, I’m just frustrated.”

“I understand. Who told you about her being in the hospital?”

“I overheard a conversation that Jaw and Poohman were having.”

“Jaw? How did Jaw . . . never mind. She’s not at the hospital anymore. She’s with me at my house. Let her rest tonight. You can come over tomorrow after you get out of school.”

“School?”

“Yes, school. Ya’ll little motherfuckers must have lost your way. I’m putting my foot down. I don’t know what y’all’s problem is, but school is going to become the number one priority. I don’t know what to say about y’all. All of you guys had straight A’s. Instead of trying to graduate from school, ya’ll chose to graduate to a life of crime. Now I fucked up by letting your little crime sprees get out of control. After this shit with my niece, I’ve had enough.”

Okay. I didn’t even know she felt like that. Granted, we all had plans, but money was tight. We had to make some moves. But after losing Tiki and Tyesha, I’m now second-guessing our purpose. I do know that I’m going to finish what we started. I have to. It’s a must that Jon and Lil Man die. Especially Lil Man! After all that is taken care of, maybe we can go back to being teenagers and doing regular teen stuff. I was tired of the dumb shit. I turned and looked at Poohman.

“After we take care of Lil Man and that bitch JoJo, I’m going back to finish school and maybe go to college. I need to do some positive shit.”

He looked at me and smiled. I could tell he was surprised. At least he had my back.

“It ain’t like we need money. Go ahead and finish school, boo. I got you.”

I sat down and laid back on his chest. He started laughing.

“Wha’ you laughing at?”

“Lil Mama scared yo ass straight.”

“Shut up.”

 

Chapter 3

 

Mia

“I’m going to make Jaw love me if it’s the last thing I do. He needs a real woman in his life. He loves me. I know it.”

“You love him? Bitch, you slow as hell. That nigga don’t want you.”

I looked at Lil Man and was about to slap the shit out of him ‘til I thought about it first. Little did he know that his days on this earth were definitely numbered. I just had to play my cards right.

“Fuck you punk. You don’t know shit. He does love me. We are going to be together. I just have to make sure that JuJu is out of the picture permanently.”

“I will say this. You fucked up not killing her. You had the chance to get it done. I know she gon’ survive.”

“How sure are you, Dr. Lil Man?”

“Because if she would have died, the news would have said so by now. They did pick up the story.”

Damn, I didn’t think about it like that. Fuck! All right, it was time to put Plan B in motion.

“Lil Man, are you gonna help me?”

“Only if you help me find JoJo. I wanna find her before she has my baby and dip.”

YUCK! So fucking gross. I could care less about him, my back-stabbing sister, and the little creature she’s carrying.

“I’ll help you. What chu gon’ do when you find her?”

He lit the cigarette he had behind his ear and blew the smoke in the air.

“Do I really need to tell you? I just want my baby.”

“Well she should be due in like six months. That’s a little time for me to do my research on Jaw.”

“Bitch you’s a stalker. That nigga put it on you like that?”

The memories I had in my head of Jaw breaking me off was enough to make me nut all over again. I was about to run my mouth; but when I looked up, that little creep was smiling at me,

“None of your fucking business.”

 

(Jaw)

“Auntie Boo, I really need to know where she’s at. I called the hospital and they said she was discharged.”

“I’m up at the jail right now trying to find out what happened. I don’t know where she’s at. Call Lil Mama. I’ma call you back because mothafuckers up here acting like what happened is top secret. They gon’ tell me something or I’ma tear this mothafucker up.”

I hung up feeling helpless. I needed to see my baby. That bitch, Mia, was going to die a slow and painful death when I got ahold of her. I felt so fucking stupid. I had to make things right. After calling and talking to Poohman, I felt even worse. That girl was a dead bitch walking.

(Ring, Ring)

My ringing phone actually scared the shit out of me.

“Who the fuck is this calling me private?”

“Baby, why don’t you love me?”

“Mia? What the fuck is wrong with you.”

“Jaw, I’m in love with you. I swear I’m the better woman for you.”

I needed to play nice with this bitch. Once I got my hands around her neck, I was gonna snap it!

“Man, shawty, you wilding out. Why you get that girl stabbed like that?”

“I didn’t mean for her to get hurt. I only wanted to scare her, but fuck her! What about us? Please give us another try. I can make shit right. Please just give me one more chance.”

I couldn’t believe the pleas this bitch was making. Damn, was the dick that good? I had a plan.

“Man, yo as crazy, but I kinda like that shit.”

“Baby I’ll do anything for you. You got my word. Baby, can I see you?”

“I don’t know. Yo ass on punishment. I’ma hit you in a few hours. You still got the same number?”

“Yeah, boo. Please call me back.”

“A’ight.”

I hung up and pressed the stop button on the side of my phone. I secretly recorded the phone conversation. I called the one mothafucker that I knew wasn’t afraid to body a bitch—

Young Meech.

“Jaw, my dude, what’s cracking?”

“Man, Young, I need yo help.”

“What’s wrong boss?”

“Not over the phone. Where you at?”

“At my spot on 42nd and Princeton.”

“Yo spot?”

“Yeah I got a lil’ spot on the low end. Me, your brothers, and my partner, Slim ‘bout to shut shit down over here. Just call us the Chi City Boys.”

“Okay then. Make me know it, Young.”

“Come through”

“One.”

 

Chapter 4

 

Dirty E

“JoJo, you might wanna go in my bedroom.”

“Why?”

“Because Re ‘bout to come through and holler at me about something. You know it ain’t no fucking secret that she fucking hates you.”

“I’m not thinking about Re. I live here too.”

“Man, kill all that noise and do what I said.”

She jumped up and stomped away. All I could do was shake my head. I was dead wrong for having her in my spot knowing the history. ReRe wants to kill this girl and her sister. I couldn’t care less about her sister. I kind of care about JoJo. Call me soft, but I don’t give a fuck. She’s pregnant! I ain’t no cold-blooded killer. Well maybe I am, but looking at all the circumstances. She really didn’t have a choice being brought into the equation.

(Knock, Knock)

In walked my bestie looking 10 years older than the last time I saw her.

“Re, what’s wrong with you?”

“Sit down, I need to holla at you about JuJu.”

“Ju? Where she at? I know she got out the other day.”

“Somebody stabbed her up before she could make it up out of the county.”

“WHAT?”

I didn’t realize what I was doing until I threw my PlayStation controller into the wall.

“Who the fuck did that to her?”

Before Re could answer, JoJo ran into the room.

“E, what’s wrong?”

I didn’t even get a chance to say shit before Re pulled her gun out and pointed it at JoJo’s head. I quickly jumped in the way. I couldn’t let my bestie shoot and kill this girl, especially not in my apartment.

“WHOA, RE! NO!”

“NO? Nigga move out of my way before I shoot you too!”

Shit! I was fucked. Why? Because that crazy bitch will shoot me.

“Come on bestie, respect my crib. Put yo gun down.”

With my back to JoJo I never saw her pull her gun out until I heard it cock.

(Click, Clack)

I stood in between them both looking back and forth.

“JoJo, what the fuck? Where’d you get that?”

“I told you, E, anybody that comes for me is going to have to shoot it out. I’m not going. Re, I ain’t did shit to you.”

“Bitch, fuck you. You are the enemy.”

“How, Re? I never did anything to you.”

“You was plotting on E and . . . .”

“Bitch, ya’ll robbed and killed both of my brothers and my cousin.” She started crying but she went on. “If you was in my shoes, you would have done the same thing. Probably worse.”

I was shocked. JoJo said that shit with so much conviction and passion that it touched my heart. I played a part in her misery and pain. The look on ReRe’s face scared me though. When she’s on her murder shit and she’s about to kill something, her emerald green eyes sparkle, but not in a good way. It’s kind of like a demonic glow. All hell was about to break loose unless I did something fast.

(Click, Clack)

Re cocked her gun.

“Man ya’ll bitches better chill before ya’ll accidently shoot me.”

JoJo started to put her gun down thinking that Re was about to do the same thing. As soon as JoJo put her gun down

(POW!)

Re shot.

“RE! WHAT THE FUCK!”

She shot a hole in my wall, missing JoJo’s head by at least an inch.

Re looked at me, rolled her eyes, and walked towards the door.

“I missed on purpose. Next time I see you, I’ma put a bullet in your head. E can’t save you. You know why? Because I’ll shoot her ass, too!”

And just like the she walked out the door.

This shit was getting out of control. All this violence was bad on the economy. I was about to say something to JoJo ‘til she raised her hand stopping me.

“E, I’m not going to tolerate that shit. I know that’s your best friend and all, but I’m fighting for two lives, not one. The next time she comes for me, one of us is gonna die.”

“Just calm down. I’ma talk to her.”

“Fuck talking to her. That bitch just shot at me. She not listening to you. I’m gone.”

“You not going nowhere. It’s not safe out there for you. Let me handle it.”

“You better handle it or I’ma handle her.”

She walked in my bedroom and slammed my door.

“Don’t be slamming my doors. You don’t pay rent in here, girl.”

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