Page 39 of We Could Be Better

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Rocko think I didn’t know he been snooping around my traps lately asking my workers questions.

But I knew everything that went on around there; I had cameras running through all my trap houses.

I didn’t trust them young niggas as far as I can throw them, that’s why most of the time I was around.

But since Baby Boy had been born I’ve been home a lot.

I couldn’t believe these niggas was trying pull one over on me.

Before the party we were making a pit stop and see if we catch Rocko’s ass tonight. I had to teach him a lesson, and I knew Keem would want in on it. He and I were back talking since he made Onika get that abortion, but I was still made it was dealing with her.

“Bleek before we head to the party we need to make a detour and handle something.”

“Handle what?”

“Business.”

“Nigga do you not see I have on all white tonight?”

“It’s going to be quick you won’t even get dirty.” I said as we headed out the door.

We had to stop and pick up Keem, so we decided to leave a few minutes early.

I rushed out the house before Kyra could see because I didn’t need her questioning me right now.

When we made it to Keem’s house he was standing outside waiting for us looking as if he was stressed the fuck out.

I wasn’t going to speak on it though, because I didn’t believe in getting in other people business.

But Drek not letting him see Ryder was weighing heavy on him.

Once he got in I turned the music down and pulled off.

“SO word around is Rocko been snooping around all our traps. Bleek let me give you a little heads up; Rocko is one of the men that kidnapped Drek and Kyra a while back. He’s also a former business associate, but anyways one of my youngins said he sit outside the trap on Jade St every night in a black impala.

Tonight we roll up on him and sing his ass a lullaby. ”

I’m down just try not to get blood on me.”

“Where Keith at though?” Keem asked.

“No one knows, but I grant you killing off his right hand man will bring him out of retirement. It won’t be long before we are hearing from Mr. Keith.”

The rest of the ride to Jade St. was quiet; I guess everyone was in their thoughts about everything.

But unlike them I wasn’t stressing over pussy I was thinking about how hard my dick would get once I killed Rocko’s ass.

The whole ride over I couldn’t think about how this nigga played with my girl then up and decided he wanted come around like I wouldn’t find out.

Pulling up on side the house I killed the lights, laid my seat back, and started placing my silencer on my gun.

“Baby bro that looks like the car right there.”

“That is it let’s wait to see what he do.”

About five minutes passed and we watched as Rocko got out his car and went into our trap. I got out the car and went to the window that was on side of the house, it was time I caught they asses red handed.

“See bitch I knew I was going to get dirty fucking with you.”

“Stop fucking crying we can swing back by the house so you can change.”

I couldn’t help but to laugh at Bleek; he been that way since we were kids.

That’s why I didn’t understand how he was a hard core killer.

He took so much pride in everything except the bitches he fucked.

When it came to pussy all he knew was it didn’t have a face.

I was laughing so hard I almost missed the exchange between Rocko and one of my lil youngings.

I watched as one of my workers Cricket gave Rocko a big ass duffle bag.

I didn’t know what was in there, but I didn’t play about my money so I jumped on the porch and went straight in the house.

Cricket had betrayed me and for that he had to die.

When I kicked in the door his eyes became big, but before he could say a word i put a bullet between and eyes and silenced him forever.

“Bitch what the fuck you doing with my money?”

“Collecting what’s mine.”

“The fuck you talking about I don’t recall putting you in my payroll.”

“Come on Cash kill this nigga so we can roll to the party,” Bleek said.

“Yes Cash kill me because I’m not saying anything else.”

“Lead me to Deuce or Keith whatever yall call him and I’ll let you live.”

“Nigga Deuce should be the least of your fucking worries. If you focus more on your circle and not what’s going on outside then you wouldn’t still be gunning for us.”

I was beyond confused listening to him tell me check my circle. It was big at all and everyone in I was raised with; I had never betrayed anyone so I just hope that didn’t do that same.

“Nigga stop fucking talking out the side of your neck and just be straight up.”

“Why would I tell you anything when I know ima just die regardless?”

He was right I was indeed going to kill him, so I didn’t it didn’t make any sense for me to say anything else.

One thing about it whatever snake I had around me would soon be exposed because nothing stays in the dark for too long.

I put a hole in the middle of his head and grabbed the duffle bag off the floor.

I was going to the party and enjoy myself like nothing ever happened.

Turn up tonight and be on the hunt for Keith’s ass tomorrow.

“Call the cleanup crew.”

“Who you think he was talking about?” Keem asked.

“I don’t know but whoever it is will soon come to the light what’d done in the dark never stays there for long. Just be ready for whatever comes up against you, you never know you may be sleeping with the enemy.”

I was serious and since Rocko that I was now thinking of Dreka and Kyra.

They were gone for over a month and came back without a scratch, and been acting like nothing ever happened.

How could they just push some shit like that to the back on the heads like nothing happened?

I didn’t trust them bitches and they probably wanted us dead right along with Keith.

Kyra probably still has feelings for Keith.

When we pulled up to the party it was in full swing and the line was wrapped around the building.

We pulled up in the front the club so valet can take my car and went inside.

Despite what happened tonight I planned on welcoming my boy to Atlanta and let everyone know together we are a force to be reckoned with.

“Bae I brought yall some changing clothes. They in your office,” Kyra said as she walked up to me.

Who was I kidding Kyra had my back more than anyone has ever had; I knew she would never turn on me or want me dead. Dreka either for that matter; she was big sister and like a mom to all of us. I had no clue who Rocko was talking about but everyone in my circle was solid.

“Thanks bae, but we didn’t get dirty.”

I grabbed her hand and we went upstairs to VIP where everyone was seated and ordered a round of shots.

It was a celebration and I wasn’t to dwell on the past or stress about something that would be handled.

I couldn’t lie I missed Dreka being around, so before I spoke to anyone I walked over to her and apologized.

Kyra and I were dancing and having the time of our lives but I hadn’t felt her in forever. I needed to get in between her legs.

“Let’s go to my office.”

Soon as we reached the door we were all on each other; I knocked everything off the desk and laid her across it.

I began pulling her dress over her head taking my time putting each nipple in my mouth, and I then made my way down to her pretty glistening pussy.

Sucking on her clit making her legs shake and back ache after I licked up all her juices; I dropped my pants and began kissing her while guiding myself into her love box.

When I entered I didn’t mean to sound like a bitch but she was just so wet and tight.

Kyra always had that pussy that made me weak; I knew right then in that office I needed to get my life right and do good by her and the kids.

“I love you, Ky!”

“I love you too bae.”

“I know and I’m sorry for everything I’ve done in the past. I just wanted to be the perfect man for you and the kids.”

“I know but no one is perfect I just want you to been better then you were yesterday. Now let’s go back out there and finish enjoying the party.”

When we went out there we partied and danced all night; I was having fun forgetting about everything I would have to deal with once this was over.

I went to look for my brother and make sure he was alright, but didn’t see him anywhere.

I knew he was in his feelings because Dreka had a date with her and was ignoring Keem the whole night.

But he couldn’t be mad he brought all of that on hisself.

I finally spotted him leaned up against the bar with Nik and look like they were fussing.

From the look on my brother face I knew whatever she was saying was fucked up.

I stood there for a minute just to make sure he was ok.

Just as I was getting ready to go down he made eye contact with me letting me know with his eyes that Nik was the enemy.

I watched as she reached behind her back, grabbed a gun and shot my brother in the chest. We all ran down there Dreka included, but the the time we made it down Nik had disappeared.

Shots started to rang out in the clubi laid my brother down while Bleek and I grabbed out guns shooting back.

I was trying to get the girls somewhere safe, but by the time I reached Kyra her white dress was full of blood and her body was getting ready to drop.

I didn’t know who wanted me but they had woke up a beast; if my girl died on me I don’t know how I would make it.

“Hold on Ky just hold tight.” I didn’t even know I was crying until she took her thumb and dried my tears.

“Don’t be sad Cash just take…” She tried to talk but started chocking on her blood; her eyes rolled to the back of her head and just like that she died in my arms.

I let out a loud scream and cried like a bitch. I was crying for my girl and my brother a bitch came in my club and took them both from me. I didn’t know how I would get through life but I knew I was going to find Nik and whoever she was working with.

“Bleek call the crew the streets about to bleed.”

To Be Continued…..