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“Cool. Let me know when you’re ready to go, and we can head out. There are some people that I want to talk to.”

“Okay.”

For the next couple of hours, I allowed myself to relax a little bit. Normally, this wasn’t my type of scene. The only reason I planned to come earlier was because I knew that Xiyah would be here if I didn’t catch her at the haunted house. Then I decided to come because I had a feeling that Carter’s bitch ass would be on some bullshit, which he was.

“Damn, my feet hurt so bad,” Xiyah complained as we walked to the car.

“But you look damn good in them shoes, friend,” Oaklyn complimented as she giggled behind us.

Her ass had way too much to drink, and I wasn’t letting her drive home. If something happened to her, Xiyah would never let me live it down, and since I fucked with her, too, I had to make sure she was good.

“Aye, Oaklyn,” I said, walking to where she’d stopped. Her ass was standing there wobbling and shit while she tried to find her keys.

“What’s up, Hasan?” she asked, never looking up.

“Give me your keys,” I said, holding out my hand.

“Uh, no, I’m good. I got it,” she said, looking up to briefly roll her eyes.

“You don’t got shit,” Takoda said, coming behind her and snatching the keys that she’d now found from her.

They started arguing immediately, and I knew my job here was done. They might’ve been going at each other at the moment, but I knew for sure that whether Oaklyn liked it or not, Takoda was going to make sure she got home safely. I didn’t know why those two motherfuckers still went at it the way they did. I believed that there was still something there, but they would never admit it. Maybe one day those two motherfuckers would quit lying to themselves, and we could all be done with the back and forth they did whenever they were around each other.

A few hours later, I was headed to meet Takoda. I made sure Xiyah got in the house safely and put her to sleep before I headed out to take care of business. One thing I would always be was a man of my word, and when I said that this was the last night that Carter’s ass would be on this earth with breath in his body, I meant that shit.

“Aye, bitch nigga, get up,” I said, tapping Carter’s forehead with my gun.

He immediately jumped up and reached for his gun. When he realized that shit wasn’t there, the fear took over, and that nigga started begging for his life. I couldn’t stand a nigga who couldn’t be a man about his shit. Everything that was about to happen to him was because of the stupid ass decisions he made. Now, as a man, he had to deal with the consequences that came with those decisions.

“Now, I would sit here and explain everything to you, but honestly, I don’t feel like it. You don’t deserve too much more of my time.”

“Come on, man. I was just tripping earlier. You don’t have to do this shit.”

“Actually, I do. If I let you live because you got in your feelings, then every other bitch ass nigga will think they can get a pass because they’re on their periods, too. Now, who’s going first?”

“What do you mean?”

“Oh, shit, my bad. I skipped a few steps. Bring them bitches in,” I said over my shoulder.

One by one, his baby mamas filed into the room. With five of these motherfuckers, you would’ve thought that he would be more concerned about them and his damn kids than trying to get with anybody else. But I guessed his priorities weren’t in the right place.

“What the fuck did you do now, Carter?” one of them asked with tears running down her face.

“Hasan, this shit ain’t necessary. Just take me out. Don’t leave my kids without either of their parents.”

“Motherfucker, I’m not trying to hear that shit. Do you know when I went to grab each of these bitches, not one of them had y’all kids with them. Nope, each one was being watched by someone else, so what the fuck are y’all needed for? Now again, who the fuck is going first?”

Shaking his head, I knew his ass wasn’t going to choose. So, I did it for him. I started with the newest to the oldest. I figured he loved the older ones more than the newer ones, so it would hurt him more to anticipate their deaths coming up. Once I was done with them, I put two bullets into his head and gave our team the instructions on getting rid of them.

After making sure that Takoda was good, I stepped into my truck just as my phone buzzed. Looking down, I saw that it was a message from my cousin, Jasai. I had missed a call from him earlier while I was dealing with Carter’s ass, but I knew he’d reach back out again soon. He knew better than anybody how shit out here in the streets could get.

JASAI:

I touch down in two months. I hope the streets are prepared.

ME:

Ain’t no preparing for that shit. But I’m ready to cause hell.