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I stepped forward. “It would seem that way. I mean, you had me kidnapped and now you’re the one who’s being held captive. Isn’t that ironic?”
He laughed. “What are you gonna do, Nala? Kill me? You don’t have the balls to do that, baby. You like to throw the brick and hide your hand. You’re weak. You’ve always been weak, and you’ll always be weak. You were so pathetic that all it took was breaking your self-esteem to break you down without laying a hand on you. It was so easy to make you into the bitch I wanted you to be and now you’ve let this nigga make you his bitch too.”
My eyes drifted over to the weapons on the table. Among them were knives, brass knuckles, razor blades, and a titanium baseball bat. Bypassing all the others, I picked up the bat with my good arm.
“You think I’m weak?” I asked.
I swung the bat, hitting him in his right kneecap. He howled as it made contact and his bone cracked.
“Weak is belittling the woman that loved you!”
I swung the bat again, hitting the left kneecap.
“Weak is humiliating me for your own sick, twisted pleasure.”
I swung again, hitting him in the stomach.
“Weak is isolating me from my family because you hated the way they loved me when you knew you didn’t!”
Repeatedly, I hit him until my arm got tired. Tossing the bat aside, I marched up to him and slapped him in the face before grabbing him by his throat.
“Weak is making me solely dependent on you so you could control me. The only weak motherfucka I see is you! I was never weak; I was just a fucking fool in love with a nigga I wouldn’t piss on if he was on fire. You didn’t break me, you bastard. I’m alive, and I have thrived in spite of you. When you’re dead and rotting away, guess who will still be here? Me. While you’ll become a distant fucking memory, I’ll be living my best life with our daughter.”
His eyes widened and it made me laugh.
“Yeah… I had your child. She’s beautiful, smart, loving, and kindhearted, and that is because of me. None of the evil that dwells in you will ever taint her. She is the only good thing to come out of loving a selfish bastard like you.”
I spit in his face.
“I fucking hate you! You made my life a living hell and for what! All because you could! So yeah, I took your money. The least you could do for causing me so much pain and suffering was fund me a new life. Now look at you… a shell of the nigga you used to be… soon to be the ghost of the nigga everyone once knew.”
I released him and he gasped for air. I walked away, only to have him yell at my back.
“You’ll never be safe here! You think my death won’t be avenged? The streets will talk, and when they do, everything you love, everybody you love will all be dead because of you.”
“No, they won’t,” Ahmad said. “There is nobody to avenge your stupid ass. You see while you’ve been tucked away down here, we’ve had the streets swept of any one of the so-called goons tied to you. They’re all gone, my nigga. Poof.”
He gave a cynical laugh as he approached Slim.
“Because of you, several families will have to bury their loved ones. You think anybody is gonna avenge that? As my lady said, you’ll be a distant memory real soon.”
He backed away from him and came to me.
“I’ll be back to deal with you,” he tossed over his shoulder. “Douse that nigga in some soap and water or some shit. A grown ass man pissing on himself? You should be ashamed.”
I couldn’t help but giggle at that as he led me back up the stairs and out to his car.
“You got it off your chest?” Ahmad asked as we settled in.
“Yes. He’s all yours. I just wanna get back to my baby and my family.”
“Then let’s not keep them waiting.”
He leaned over and pecked my lips. I relaxed into the seat and heaved a sigh of relief. Damn, I needed that.
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Ahmad
