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“Bet. I’ll feed you and then get you home.”
“Enjoy your freedom, Mommas. You won’t be free for long.” The line disconnected after the second sentence, leaving me with unresolved emotions. Furrowed brows led to a satisfied smile. Placing the phone against my chest, I laid my head against my door. Mommas.
“You with me, Mommas. There’s no safer, better place to be. I’ll stand on that, any time, any place.”
“No fear. It means no fear. If you want to stalk a nigga with those pretty ass eyes and that pretty ass face, then stand on that shit. Ain’t no need to be shy because when it’s my turn to stalk you, ain’t shit gon’ stop me.”
“One thang you can’t be around me is scared, Kiwi. I’m going to test every limit, push every button, and get that shit up out of you every time.”
“You gon’ stand there letting your mouth water or you gon’ come suck this motherfucker?”
“Put ya lips anywhere they ain’t supposed to be and I’m catching two cases, Kiwi.”
“I have two eyes, Kiwi. I know exactly where we are. It doesn’t matter. Wherever we are and Mommas is feeling blue, that’s where the fuck we’ll be until she’s warm again.”
“Exactly. We locked in, Kiwi. Your shit is my shit. The good, bad, and the ugly. Aight?”
“Nel, Nelso, whatever your name is, my nigga, I just want to give thanks to you, my nigga, for doing whatever the fuck you did and blessing me with the best fucking thing that’s ever happened to me. She’s one of a kind, bro. “What you’ve done on the block, any motherfucker could’ve. But what you’ve done for my life, nah. Niggas at this table ain’t fucking with that. Best gift ever, hands down, nigga. I appreciate that. I appreciate you. So, to Nelson.” “To Nelson,” the room erupted in cheer.
“Never feel threatened by a nigga in my presence. I will kill everything breathing in this bitch about you. Don’t ever get that twisted. For you, I will clear a whole town. For you, I will lay shit down. For you, I will wage war. For you, G, hell ain’t even the limit. Fix your face, that’s your past. I’m your future.”
“Marry me, Mommas,” I begged. “Have my babies. Please, marry me. Be mine forever.”
People want weddings, not bonds these days. It’s always the most stressful day for brides and grooms.
The window of the vehicle lowered, revealing the driver of the Toyota 4-Runner. My heart stopped. “MAKAI.” Suddenly, it was me yelling. “Makai!” “Get off, Glacier. Get off!” “Where are you?” “I’m positive I’m just behind you. Get off the fucking expressway, baby.” “It’s hi—” The force of impact slid my car across the expressway. My head collided with the steering wheel and everything around me blackened as gunshots rang out.