Shorty Got My Head Gone (5 page)

Chapter 6

While sitting there sobbing uncontrollably, I was reflecting on how horrible my night had gone. I couldn't understand if there was a God why would he put me through so much pain and misery in one night?  I mean I do know and believe there's a God but I'm doubting my faith after the hell I been through tonight. I can honestly say this was one of the worst nights of my life. While sitting there for a few more minutes, I got myself together. I wiped my tears from my face and picked up my sore body off the ground. I grabbed my purse and phone and headed outside of the apartment. It was about 3:30 am in the morning and the buses stopped running until five.  I was cold, I had a headache, my body was sore, and I was beyond sleepy.
 

I walked a few blocks down to the bus stop.  I sat there trying to figure out what in the hell I'm going to do now. I wanted to get to Teeko house but had no way, no money, no phone, no nothing. I sat there in a trance thinking about how fucked up my life is right about now. I felt my eyes weighing heavy and I started crying again. I was beyond tired and wished I was in a comfy bed right now. I was terrified to go to sleep on the street but guess I had no choice. I said a little prayer asking God to watch over me then laid down on the cold bench, placing my purse under my head to lay my head on. I laid there for a few seconds then dozed off into a deep sleep.
 

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                            The vibration from the thunder woke me up out of my sleep. I slowly open my eyes trying to figure where in the hell I was at.  I found myself laying on this comfortable queen size bed in a huge bedroom that was nicely furnished. It looked like a luxurious hotel room. Straight ahead was this huge glass window that replaced the wall. The room was beautiful. I thought I was dreaming so I lay back down dozing off back to sleep. The loud sound of the thunder made me jump up realizing this wasn't a dream. I slowly got myself out the bed looking around the room. I walk up to the window seeing that it was pouring raining. '

Where in the hell am I,
I thought to myself.
 

I wandered around the room noticing there were two doors, one to my right and one to my left. I paced my way to the door on my right. When I opened the door I stepped into this huge bathroom. It was really nice. It had white marble everywhere, from the floor, to the countertop and even the tub that looked like a Jacuzzi. On the side there was a shower encased in glass.

I walked up to the bathroom sink looking at myself through the big mirror. I was trying to figure out how the hell I got here. While looking at myself I was surprised how bad I looked. My hair was a mess and my face was bruised up with a busted lip. As I'm looking at myself I heard somebody walk in the room.
 

I started freaking out. I don't know where the fuck I'm at and don't know who the hell it could be. I was scared as shit and didn't know what to do. As I'm hearing the footsteps get closer and closer my heart starts to beat fast. I looked around the bathroom trying to find an escape but there was none. When the door cracked open slightly it seemed like my heart stopped for a few seconds. I just stood there frozen not knowing what to do. When the door opened I couldn't believe who it was. Poppi!
 

''Hey you alright?" he asked with a worried look on his face.
 

I didn't say nothing. I just stood there looking at him with a blank stare.
 

"You good," he asked stepping closer to me.
 

I took a few steps back "Yea," I replied. "Where I am and how the hell did I get here," I uttered with a confused look.
 

"You at my crib and you got here cause I brought you here, I seen yo ass passed out at the bus stop while I was leaving the gas station on Vernon” he said.  He paused and just stood there looking at me up and down with a concerned look. “Why the hell you sleeping on the streets for shorty, and what the fuck happened to your face, who did this to you," he asked lifting his hand up touching my bruised cheek.
 

I slapped his hand away and brushed passed him storming into the room with him following behind me. ''I need to get the fuck up out of here," I shouted.
 

''Why the hell you tripping huh, you betta be glad I found you on these streets anything could of happened to yo ass, now just answer my question," he uttered pointing his finger in my face.
 

I smacked his hand away from my face ''Nigga don't put your hand in my face and I don't have to answer shit from you crab ass,"
 

''What’s yo fucking problem huh shorty, why yo ass keep disrespecting me, first at the club now in my house! Man you betta gone sit yo young ass down somewhere lil girl and check yourself before you wreck yourself,"
 

I spazzed out ''Fuck you nigga, you ain't going to do shit," I shouted. ''Whicha fake ass, you ain't shit nigga, I hate you, I fucking hate you,'' I said while pounding on his chest.
 

He grabbed my arms to keep me from punching him and pinned me down on the bed.
 

''Yo chill, calm down man. What’s wrong with you?" he yelled ''What your beef with me huh, why you hate me shorty?" he asked letting me go.
 

''Nigga you know why, how you going to do me like that huh? Now how you going to do my brother like that? You didn't even go to his funeral and that was supposed to be your best friend," I yelled with a pained look on my face. I couldn't stand it and broke down ''You left me hangin' Poppi, you lied to me, you lied to me man, you promised me you was going to always be there for me whenever I needed you," I said while poking him in the chest with my index finger.
 

''I needed you and where were you," I asked shouting in his face.
 

He had a sad disappointing look on his face.
 

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Poppi

''I needed you and where were you," she yelled with pain in her eyes.

I all of a sudden felt like shit. I was sad because of the pain I caused her and was disappointed in myself for not being there for her like I promised. I didn't know I caused that much pain to her life. I couldn't quite answer her. I sat down on the bed putting my hands in my head thinking back on the unforgettable, tragic day.
 

''I know you going through a tough time right now but I promise you Imma get those niggas who killed your brother man, and if you need anything I mean anything just hit me up iight,”
 

''Aight," she said then waved goodbye.
 

I speed off from the curve driving 70 miles per an hour in a 45 mile lane. I couldn't believe they killed my best friend man, that was my bro and I loved his ass to death. I was heated and wanted the niggas head that did this to him. I really don't know who killed him but I don't give a fuck. Everybody is a victim in my eyes; I'm killing all of my enemies tonight. I sped through the traffic to my house. I got out the car slamming the door behind me. I stormed to my house and went straight to the basement. I was opening up my hidden safe that held my guns when I heard my mother coming down the stairs.
 

As I popped the safe open I heard my mother say ''Hey there son, I heard about your best friend I'm so sorry. Are you alright baby?"
 

I turned around with an AR15 and an AK47 Rifle hanging from my hand. Her eyes widened and her mouth dropped open when she saw the rifles in my hand. 
 

''No! Son please don't do anything stupid you're going to regret." she said with tears forming in her eyes " I'm sorry about Baby but he's gone son and there's nothing you can do to get him back. Now I don't want you to end up like him, I don't want to lose you son," she said while bursting into tears.
 

I started breaking down and tears started falling from my eyes for the first time. ''They killed my brother that was my brother, I can't let them get away with this shit man I just can't," I cried out. She grabbed me and held me in her arms.
 

''It's going to be ok baby," she said.
 

''No its not, I got to get them niggas," I shouted.
 

She held me tighter in her arms then start rocking back and forth "you know what son, you a grown man and if you feel like you got to do this I can't stop you." she said still holding me in her arms.
 

''But promise me something son," She said looking at me into my eyes "You got to promise me you leave from here, I don't want to lose you so you promise me you go far far away from this place." She said while placing her hands on my face.
 

''I promise ma,"
 

I went on telling Ashley everything that went down that night. I went on a rampage murking all them niggas off that we had beef with. After my little murder spree I fled the state that same night. I caught a flight to my Aunt Shay house that stayed In North Carolina. I lived with her for a few weeks then enrolled into the army.
Ashley was staring at me with tears falling from her face. I got up to wipe the tears from her eyes and held her chin up to look at me.
 

"Look Shorty, I'm sorry I hurt you ma, I was just young and dumb and full of rage. I didn't mean to hurt you and leave you hanging. I love you like a little sister and I don't want you to ever feel that way about me again. I just want you to forgive me," I said with an apologetic look on my face.
 

She backed up away from me moving her face away from my hand. "You good," she sniffled wiping the tears in her face.
 

I had a feeling those weren’t her forgiving words.

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Ashley

"You good" I sniffled wiping tears from my face.
 

I don't know if I should forgive him so soon. I believe what he said but he still left me hanging, leaving me to fend for myself. I don't know if I should trust him again. I was, relieved that Poppy was the one who grabbed me up from the bus stop and took me into his home. He was right anything could've happened to me and me thank God I was off the street somewhere safe.
I looked down at myself seeing how tore up I was.
 

"You don't mind me taking a shower do you," I asked in a soft voice.
 

"Oh no go right ahead," he said walking toward the door. "I’ll bring you some clean clothes to put on," he said walking out the room.
 

A few minutes later he came back in handing me some pink Victoria Secrets sweat pants and a shirt with a towel and a rag. I went into the bathroom and took me an hour long bath and a 10 minute shower. I haven't taken a bath in my life that felt so good. The warm water from the bath was soothing to my sore bones. I got out the shower, lotion myself down and put on the clothes he gave me. I walked out the bathroom into the bedroom. I saw that it stopped raining and the sunlight trying peek out. When I was looking through the window I could see Poppi’s whole back yard. It was absolutely beautiful. I walked out the room into the hallway. I’m trying to find my way to the living room but got lost. Poppi’s house was huge. Bump that, he stayed in a fucking mansion.
Poppi

I stayed in this newly rebuilt 4,915sqft modern estates in Beverly Hills. Designed by the acclaimed Stewart-Gulrajani design team and set on a private lot on a quiet cul-de-sac on the hill overlooking the city. The home featured a beautiful formal living room with 20' ceilings, formal dining room, family room, den and media room with 7.1 surround sound, retractable screen and wet bar. Automation included security cameras and state of art "control4" home automation.
 

I had four-bedroom with 4 full bathrooms and two partial bathrooms. Bedrooms were all suites and the large master suite had a fireplace, oversized bath and a dressing room. Gourmet Kitchen with custom winged cabinetry, Italian statuary white countertops. I also had a beautiful saltwater pool and spa overlooking the large grassy back yard that's perfect for entertaining.
 

Ashley made her way through the house unto the living room speechless. She had never seen or been in a house so big and beautiful in her life.
 

What the fuck he does to afford a house like this
, she said out loud to herself.
 

She was looking at Pictures that were posted on in the living room. When she came across a picture of these strikingly beautiful women. The lady in the picture looked like she could be in her early twenties. She had soft tan skin with curly sandy blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. While she was studying the picture  I crept up behind her startling her.
 

''Oh shit boy don't be scaring me like that," she said placing her hand over her chest

''Oh my bad shorty," I chuckle "What you doing," I sked.
 

"Nothing just looking at the pictures on the wall, who is she," Ashley said while pointing to the picture she was looking at.