Waking up next to Gianni for the 2nd night in a row was way out of my normal behavior. After all the shit I've seen and been around how could I leave.
I lay watching him sleep. His chest going up and down, his wave cap half way off and how he tossed and turned for most of the night.
Gianni going thru some shit. He fighting demons that don't belong to him. He needs someone to balance out the emotional side of him and that's what I plan on doing.
We didn't have sex and I honestly was ready, but I can't fuck Gianni yet and lord knows I wanted to put this pretty mufucka on him.
He been gone for 4 years and hasn't once mentioned sex. That made me wonder if he was fucking Bre, or anybody else for that matter.
For now though, sleeping with him felt perfect. Gianni was a stranger to my lifestyle and i was a stranger to his. There's things he shouldn't know about me and I don't want to know about him. I just wasn't about to fuck this up.
I wanted to do certain things I felt he might have needed done. The house was already clean I didn't want to go around looking in rooms and all that so i decided to cook him some breakfast.
Ive always wanted to show a man I'm really a good catch.
I'm almost done with school, I got good credit, I come from a good background. My family got money and I don't have any kids.
I can afford a place, but I have so much extra going on, on campus I never really cared for it. I do plan on buying a house once I'm done with school.
I thought of cooking for Gianni in our new house. I thought of us not working and just raising kids. Having his and hers everything.
But today would just be about him.
I wanted him to relax and leave the street shit alone for a few days.
Really enjoy his freedom.
I didn't know anything about Gianni as far as his past went. I only knew what I've witnessed and from what I see, if I don't scoop him up now someone else will.
I can't have that.
So today he'd have breakfast, a wood rolled and me right there incase he wanted me.
I had the eggs cracked and ready to scramble. Bacon on low heat and biscuits ready to throw in the oven.
He did say he knew how to grocery shop. I guess you do learn a thing or two when you gone.
For Gianni to only be 19, he really carried himself like a grown ass adult. Everything about him was on point and that scared me.
Like nigga you don't do no wrong?
I had already set him some clothes out.
I hoped he didn't mind.
I had his Vigarii flip flops on. They barely stayed on my feet going down the steps to take the trash out.
I started to jog a bit because I still only had on his t shirt. I had made it to the alley but by time I got the trash can….
You could hear the tires screeching as the van quickly approached. All I could do was turn to run but it was too late.
~Gianni
The smell of burnt bacon and the sound of the smoke alarm brought me out of my good ass sleep.
I had slept over Tron house plenty of times, so I knew where the alarm was.
"What the fuck"
I said as I walked thru the smokey kitchen.
The bacon was burnt.
The biscuits were alright and the eggs was still in the bowl.
Jewels' phone was on the counter and her music was playing.
"Jewels!!"
I yelled.
"Let me find out as soon as I decide I want a girlfriend you can't even cook"
I yelled her name once more, but got the same response.
None.
I checked both bathrooms. I looked outside her car was there.
"Bro what the fuck"
I go back In the kitchen then out the back door cause it was no reason for it to be open. There was no reason for Jewels to be in the backyard.
I push thru the back door and yell her name again.
"Julia!!"
I go more out into the ally.
I look to my right and see Tron trash can on the ground and trash everywhere and one of my 1 of 1 Vigarii slides that haven't been released yet.
The tire tracks was the indication Jewels was gone. Scooped up in broad daylight I stood there deciding on who I would kill first.
~Ant
Two days earlier
Talking to that cat Gianni and hearing what he had to say really changed my whole way of thinking. I was real deal in a fucked up state of mind bout my girl getting killed.
I had never been with a black chick before so Kiarri was really something special to me. I would have done anything for her. When she asked me what we could do to get away I came up with hitting my uncles stash house.
Thing about my uncle was he was a bitch ass nigga. He didn't know how to run that house, but didn't want nobody else to either. I hated that I even had to be up under him.
My pops got killed a few years ago and my uncle was next in line to take over the Certa cartel. Only thing is this is no longer a cartel, it's a fucking circus.
These fools don't have what it takes to run shit.
Top was fishing money out of most of these businesses and getting delayed drops. Sometimes he wouldn't even show up, he'd send other people and leave me out.
I wanted what belonged to me and he knew it. I was in line to be the youngest cartel leader this side of Texas.
I only had one thing to do.
After me and Gianni met and we decided we was gone do some business, I told him I could hit another stash house and I could get the drop rerouted because I know the driver.
If we were gone do this I needed to get my pockets right. My uncle leaving me out of everything is why I don't have the shit I need being a cartel leaders son.
Ain't no more leaving me out of shit.
I'm taking this back to where it began. I'm gone have the Certa cartel back where it needs to be.
"Yo Anthony I'm pulling into the alley gotta hurry man they'll kill me if they knew I was doing this here"
"I'm right here at the end"
I was waiting in the alley behind the second stash house. This was the number one fuck up when driving. You never change the route,You never open the pack and you never deliver near where we keep the shit.
I went all the way against the grain.
When the waste management truck pulled into the back of the house, sal hopped out dropping off the 3 trash cans full of product.
I sat in my old school untill they were gone.
"Ok primo what now"
Sal asked.
"I'm gone send you this pin. Go there now and wait for me to pull up"
I said, getting out and grabbing all the contents of the trash cans and filling my trunk up until I could barely close it.
I wasn't leaving shit.
Gianni Made me a promise and I hope he follow thru because I was checking my twin glocks headed in thru the back. I had the drop now I'm going in for the cash.
I needed Gianni to stall Top as long as possible.
I made my way thru the gate and up to the back door.
~Jewels
Present day
Normally any female who just got they dumb ass snatched up in broad day light would be In a panic. They'd be trying to figure a way out and crying and all that shit.
Well I wasn't no normal bitch.
I sat on the vans floorboard as we rocked and swayed our way to wherever they were taking me.
I had a hood or maybe a pillow case over my head.
As fucked up as it looked and sounded, all these niggas are about to die.
There were 2 up front. The driver and passenger.
There were 3 more in the back with me.
There was a quiet one. Who kept staring at my thighs. I decided I'd kill him last.
The other two niggas though, was about to die in the worst way possible.
You see what they don't know is Powerfuls exist.
"Bro this bitch too calm for me"
One of the men said.
I could see him clearly behind the darkness of whatever was over my head. They didn't know that though.
I could smell what these niggas ate for the last week.
I could sense the break in his voice that let me know his heart rate was elevated. He was feeling himself.
"Aye where that bitch ass Cuban nigga at. Nigga was slippin and got his bitch took"
He added.
Hmm, the funny one dies first.
I turned to face him.
"Yo what the fuck are you looking at"
I was looking right at his ass and I'm sure it must have tripped him out.
"Bro she can't even see you"
I then looked in the other ones direction.
"Y'all know y'all gone die right?"
"Bitch that nigga of yours gone die. Stick waiting on you right now. Can't wait to see what he do to yo fine ass"
His heart rate was elevating again. This time there's was gone be an action behind it. A man's heart rate is everything.
I could tell when he was gone move. Sometimes I would misjudge a man's heart rate and fuck everything up.
That's the only thing about my powers I don't know everything just yet.
I was still learning, but I had to use them to get my way out of this.
His curiosity got the best of him and reached for the pillow case.
"Nigga what you doing. Stick said leave her blindfolded untill we got to where we going"
"Naw this bitch too fine I need to see what that face card like"
His dumb ass took the pillow case from over my head and instantly regretted it.
One look into my eyes is all it takes.
Buddys soul was mine.
His body fell to the floor lifeless.
His eyes black as tar. His skin dried and shriveled.
His blood run dry.
The second guy took no time.
Before he could make a move I was on him with my holding powers. All I had to do was touch you and I could make you do as I pleased.
"Take your gun out"
He did.
"Now empty your clip into your dick"
Touching me is the worst thing a man can do. Especially when I don't want to be touched.
That's when my powers are at their best.
On a date when I was younger this guy kept touching me. I asked him to stop or it wouldn't end good for him.
And it didn't.
He cut his hand off.
I can make any man do whatever the fuck I want him to do.
While he was killing his dick and himself, the quiet one had a gun on me ready to shoot.
But his scary ass banged on the part of the van that seperated us.
"Yo pull over, pull over"
There was a slide that you pulled back and you could see thru.
"Oh shit"
The man said before telling the driver to pull over.
The van stopped abruptly, you could hear the tires screech. Sort of how they did when these dumb asses snatched up a 1 of 1 Powerful.
I lost my train of thought when Gianni popped up in my head.
What was he going thru. What was he thinking happened to me. Was he even concerned. I know Gianni.
Don't I?
He gives a fuck about me.
I came too, almost too late. I managed to reach out and touch the quiet ones ankle before he could get to the back of the van.
The door swung open as soon as I said.
"Kill them"
~Ant
I knew each and every hidden door and compartment at both stash houses. Once Top started treating me like I was dirt beneath his feet, I started learning the ways of these Texas streets.
I started peeping shit. Peeping how he moved, how his crew moved and how much they moved.
One day Certa told me to go find me something to do. So I did, I went out back and watched the hidden camera I had put in the front room.
They were standing at this wall and talking about something. He was holding this picture and kept making turning gestures with it.
That's when my camera went out.
I had bought this cheap ass camera thinking I could use it quick, see what the fuck they really be doing, where the money really going and why this wasn't being ran the right way.
And now I stand in the same spot Top stood in when he had the picture.
From what I remember he was Turing it like he was driving.
I turned the picture to the right it didn't move, but when I turned left it clicked. I tried to keep going left, but it didn't move.
I started to panic cause I had already been in there way too long. I didn't hear nothing from Gianni so I didn't know what type of time I had.
It clicked when I went back right.
"Oh you think you smart"
I said as I figured the shit out.
I felt for a little slack when I turned the picture either way. I ended up going to the right two more times,left then right again before the whole fucking wall popped open.
~Jewels
I made ol boy drag the two bullet riddled bodies up into the van. Once he closed the door he snapped out of my hold.
It is very painful, but I got used to the the screams.
"Yo what the fuck"
"Don't, don't move"
I said losing my breath.
I could barley speak.
Keeping the hold going for too long depleted my energy.
I had already felt my body shutting down so I made him give me his gun and pull the bodies in the van.
"Bitch what the fuck you do to me? You..you. Bitch you killed my brother"
He said.
He had his back to me and he could see the bodies thru the vans back windows.
"Bitch I'm gone kill you. You sucked that nigga life out his body. What the fuck are you?"
"I'm a Powerful dumb ass, now walk"
I was barely able to walk let alone drive.
"Get in"
I said.
He got in thru the passenger side door and I kept the gun on his ass until I got in.
He was looking stupid.
"Drive nigga"
I made sure we wasn't seen as we dipped off.
You could see he was scared.
I really didn't need the gun, but I was way too weak and this nigga was way too big.
He would have for sure killed me.
"Man where the fuck we going. What you got some type of powers or some shit. That shit can't be real"
"Oh so you think that weed you smoke had you seeing shit. I really made that nigga shoot his dick off. And you killed yo brother not me, I mean I made you kill him"
He had that look as if he was about to do something stupid.
He swerved to the right in an attempt to crash head on into a parked truck.
He turned too hard and flipped the van three times before it came to a stop upside down.
The crash was definitely about to cause a commotion. The scene was horrible. We hit 2 parked cars and there were broken car parts everywhere.
I had to think quick.
The police would be here soon.
Ol boy lay there dying and I needed whatever life he had left to give me strength.
"Should have kept driving"
~Ant
I could barely contain myself.
When I pulled the wall back It was full of cash.
In the midst of everything I didn't hear Top and his boys pull up.
"You seem to be lost nephew. I don't remember showing you how my little trick works"
I still had my back to him. The wall of cash had me mesmerized and pissed off at the same time.
"How long have you been stealing from us Top"
"Us, fool ain't no us. Why you think you wasn't left in charge. You don't share no Certa blood with me. You not a real Certa"
What the fuck was Top talkng about I wasn't a real Certa?
I turned around facing him.
"What the fuck you say"
"You heard me nephew. You don't have real Certa blood in you. They found you in a box floating up the river"
Him and his boys decided they wanted to make a scene so I became the lead actor. I don't know what came over me.
I hit top with one right in the eye dropping him instantly. It felt good to see him twitch as the rest of his soul descended to the depths of hell.
"You know by code I can't be touched. Try me if you want to. I'll let these hoes sing"
I said as Tops men moved in on me.
"You not a Certa Top-
I didn't even let him say much.
He was interrupted by 1 to the side of the head.
I wasn't trying to hear that shit.
His body hit the floor before he could finish what he was saying.
The back of his head hit the dude behind him smack in the face. He screamed as he went to the floor wiping his face.
You could tell because one threw up and the other just stared at the two dead bodies.
"You"
"Me"
"Yea. Three trash cans out back, bring them in and start putting that money in them"
He hurried and did what he was told.
Bloody face was busy getting brains out his mouth.
Weak stomach was still hurled over.
"When you done with yourself help him
With that money"
He stumbled out almost slipping on his insides.
I had bloody face take Tops suburban and pull it up by the front door. We all Wheeled the trash cans out and jammed them inside.
Bloody face drove Tops burban with Mr throw up and the money. I rode with ol boy who didn't flinch when the shots went off.
"You want in or you want to die tonight"
"I don't want to die"
He said.
"I'm going to kill them 2 once we make it to the drop. I need nothing but soldados in my camp I need to know what you on"
"The fool who threw up, he's my girlfriends little brother"
"I don't give a fuck. Do you wanna die or do you want in?"
He thought for a while.
His life or both they life.
He just Shook his head up and down.
That's all I needed, he could go cry me a river later.
"Right here. Keep it running"
I said as I hopped out the '77
The burban stopped right next to Sals dump truck.
I knocked on the window with the but of my pistol.
"Out"
They both hop out.
Just as I instructed, sal had the trash compactor all the way up for me.
The two men stood there waiting for me to tell them what to do next.
"Get in"
Shooting these cats was too easy. I needed the lene to know Certa was here. And I needed the other Cartels to know it would only be a matter of time.
The screams didn't last long. The weight crushing their bones made for a satisfying sense of new found glory.
Tonight the Certa Cartel was reborn.
~Jewels
The ringing in my ears finally stopped when the voice of a man asking me if I can move finally made its way thru the chaos.
"Aye can you move?"
"Yes pull straight out"
Once I was pulled far enough away from the car he helped me to my feet.
"I have to go"
I said trying to pull away from the man.
"What? Hell na are you crazy you need a doctor or something girl"
I was dizzy, but I could walk. I needed to move around before any laws came. Dude just wouldn't let me go
I had to use my Hold on him me that took everything I had. Once I was inside his home and had his keys and phone, I couldn't take any chances.
This was the part of being a Powerful I hated the most. Sometimes we had to kill. Sometimes we had to murder. Sometimes we had to do what we had to do.
I left him in peace.
His body laying on his couch.
I slipped out thru the back alley to avoid the crash scene
Once I was on the road I called Gianni
~Gianni
Me, Ant and Reggie were all at Trons table suited and booted.
Ant had all types of pistols and rifles.
Reggie with his faithful ass high point and me with my Glock .40.
"We need all this to find yo girl, I wonder what the fuck they got"
Reggie popped off.
"Man you can't be too comfortable with these niggas out here. Niggas got flame throwers now. We had grenades all that shit"
When Ant said nigga Reggie looked at me like I was supposed say something.
"Ant risked his life for me and he support the vision I got. He got that pass. And bet no nigga fuck wit him"
"Yea aight, where these niggas at though don't they call for money and all that shit"
Reggie replied.
"Naw that's that movie shit. Them niggas prolly doing all kinds of shit to her. This more so to get to Gianni, it's not too much about no bread"
"Nigga how you know. Maybe it was ya people. Y'all known for that shit"
It was some sort of tension with Reggie and Ant. It was mostly Reggie though. I was with two of the most fearless niggas I knew outside of Tay, so they needed to get this shit in order so we could find Jewels.
"I know dumbass because I killed all of em. Ain't no more of my peoples. I'm my people"
That was real.
Ant is now the head huncho of the Certa cartel and as of now wer we're the members. We were gone set the tone for the restructured, new breed of cartel shit.
I was listening to them go back and forth.
I got so lost in my thoughts of Jewles. I just wanted to talk to her. I wanted to hold her. I wanted to finally tell her I'd be her nigga and I'd be the only nigga she'd ever need.
"Yo Gianni"
Ant said.
"Aye yo phone ringing G"
Added Reggie.
I didn't recognize the number. Nobody had this line but Jewels,Bre Reggie and my momma.
"It gotta be them niggas. Like I said"
I put it on speaker.
"Jewles?"
"Gianni I fucked up"
"Jewels where you at we coming right now"
"No baby boy you can't come. I need you to listen to me"
I had the phone on speaker so we could all hear.
" I fucked up real bad and I don't know if I should be around"
"Jewles what the hell you talking about. We thought you got snatched up. Where are you?"
I asked.
Jewels was being weird.
"Yes Stick did have his boys snatch me up and that's where I fucked up at. They're dead Gianni, all of them. So listen I won't be coming back"
I wasn't the type to beg or ask too many questions. Jewels said she killed them niggas and gotta get the fuck away then that's what she gotta do.
But I felt something for her. I didn't want her to leave. We could figure this shit out together. Grow old together. I could possible fall in love wit Jewels.
"Gianni"
I was signaling for Reggie and Ant to get the guns ready.
"When will I see you again?"
I asked.
You won't...