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Chapter 12; Keep Your Friends Close And Your Enemies Closer

August

Shit. It was just my luck to run into this bottom feeder. Detective Burress and myself had a long history of run-ins. Most resulting in him trying to take me in on some bullshit ass charges and threatening to pin shit on me that I had never done if I didn't give him Jabar.

I disappointed him every time. My loyalty ran deep. I would even go as far as to say it was unquestionable. There was nothing he could do to shake my core. I wasn't a snitch. Shit just wasn't in my blood. So no matter what he threw at me I was unwavering.

"Keep your friends close and your enimes closer." He said rubbing his hand across Mizhani's shoulder. She cringed which wasn't surprising. Detective Burress just had that kind of effect on people.

"Is they're something we can do for you Detective?" I quizzed becoming easily annoyed by his presence.

"Actually at the moment there isn't. I saw you and decide to come and give my condolences so to speak. It's really a pitty what happened to Dre." He said shaking his head before hanging it low.

He was so full of shit. He hated each and every member of my crew with a passion. In his mind Dre was just one less nigga on the street that he had to worry about. "Thank You." I said coldly hoping he'd continue on his way. But I knew better than that.

"Ms. Martinez fancy seeing you on this side of town." He said turning his attention away from me and to Mizhani. She gave him a friendly smile before taking another sip from her drink. I watched as her eyes fell to the table. "Long time no see." He smirked. I watched as his eyes roamed over her body. And nearly flipped when the coward licked his lips. How did he know her?

Mizhani

I could feel the heat rise as the tension quickly grew. I did my best to avoid both the stares of August and Detective Burress as I searched for the right thing to say. The wrong thing could potentially end my life and I was fully aware of that at this exact moment.

"Well you haven't been at the club lately ..." I said with an innocent shrug. Detective Burress was at one point a regular at the club and one of my best tippers. I'd even go as far as to say he only came to see me.

At one point things had gotten so bad between me and Raphael that I had actually considered turning him into the cops. I was at an all time low and felt out of options. I was just so tired of the bullshit and I wanted to escape it all. And I knew as long as Raphael was a free man I would never be free.

And there he was. This handsome cop who had found himself smitten with me. He promised me a life I could only dream of if only I would give myself completely to him in return. I saw my opportunity and I went for it. I seduced Detective Burress in hopes that he would help me pin Raphael but Detective Burress had an agenda of his own.

He had no intentions of helping me escape my reality. He only intended to lead me on. Turns out the prick was a married man with children. He was full of just as much shit as any other man I had ever encountered. Once It finally set in that he was feeding me lies I quickly sought away out. He threatened to expose me of course in hopes to scare me into staying with him but little did he know he had tried the right bitch.

I had quickly gathered up enough incriminating evidence to almost have him fired from his job. Surely enough he stopped calling. I hadn't seen him at the club and from what I last heard he was on a probationary leave. I never was directly involved in the process but I was sure he knew I was behind it all. But thankfully for me my part of town was out of his jurisdiction.

I finally looked up into his beady little eyes as it all hit me at once. He wasn't able to touch me but now seeing me here with August I was sure I had just drug him into a war that he was in no way prepared to fight.

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Chapter 9; Mutual Acquaintances

August

Dammit I knew this was a bad idea. The damn kid recognized my voice. It had to be my voice because he never saw my face. I was just praying that he kept his mouth shut. I was really feeling Mizhani and would hate to have to put a slug in them both.

"Juan what's wrong with you?" She quizzed pulling him from behind her legs. He dropped his head as she pushed him towards me. "He's just a little shy." She grined.

"No need to be shy little fella." I said rubbing my hand through his hair. He jerked away and I laughed nervously. 

"I'm Kay. Come on let's play." Kay Kay said grabbing Juan's hand and running off as my two other nieces followed. He looked like he was down for that so all was well ... for now.

"She looks just like you." She said pushing her hair behind her ears. It was nice to see her. And it felt way over due.

"She looks just like her father, my older brother. And it just so happens we looked alot alike." I admitted with a chuckle. She smiled back exposing her dimples. "It's nice to see you smiling again."

"It's nice to smile again." She admitted.

"Fucking with me you gone be doing alot of that." I said pinching her chin. She blushed before turning her head away.

"Imma hold you to that."

"You better." I said as we made our way over to the swings. I flopped down into one and she stopped dead in her tracks. " You not going to join me?" I quizzed pulling at the chains of the swing next to me. She shook her head no. "You must not know how to swing." I joked hoping down. "Here I'll push you." She pulled off her shades and looked at me like I was crazy.

"Boy I'm not getting my big ass on that little bitty ass swing set." She said full of attitude. 

"Yeah that's half true. You do have a big ass but the swing set isn't to little to hold it." I said with a slick grin.         

She laughed before slowly walking over and taking a seat. I admired the way her ass hung off the back of the swing for a moment. She cleared her throat peeking over her shoulder at me. "Aren't you going to push me?" I grinned to myself before placing my hands on the arch of her back and gently pushing her away.

"So how you been holding up ma?" I asked pushing her over and over. The scent of her perfume tickled my nose as the wind blew through her hair.

"I'm making it. There is no other choice." She said flatly.

"True enough. How's motherhood treating you?" I quizzed.

"I'm not his mother." She whispered.

"Well you will be the only mother figure this kid has. I'm not biologically the father of my nieces but I look at it as if I'm thier father now." I said honestly.

"If I'm the only mother figure this kid has now then you should feel sorry for him. It's like no matter how hard I try I can't do anything right in his eyes. I struggle to get him out of bed let alone eat. Sometimes I wonder if he'd be better off with someone else. Someone who knows what they're doing." She said causing me to bring the swing to a complete stop.

"Don't be so hard on yourself. You're new at this. You're an amatuer and any professional started off as an amatuer. Don't just give up on him. That's not what Maria would have wanted. She left you with the thing she loved most in the world. That means alot. She must have seen something in you you can't see in yourself yet. But don't stop looking." She hung her head for a moment before looking up into my eyes and smiling. I smiled back hoping I had said something to encourage her not to give in.

"August!" I heard a fimilar voice yell from behind me. I swallowed the lump that had formed in my throat before looking over my shoulder. "Mizhani?" Erica said walking up to us. How the fuck did they know eachother?

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Chp 8. The Playground

Mizhani

"Juan hold still." I said trying to place his Jordans on his feet as he swung his feet off the edge of the bed. I think he was doing it just to piss me off but like it or not he was taking his ass to the park with me. "There." I said looking over his outfit. He looked so handsome even though he was snarling.

I stood in the mirror and played with my hair a bit before rubbing my hands down my shirt. I looked comfy but cute in a fitted plain red t-shirt , seven jeans and all red air force ones. I placed my cardinals fitted cap on before grabbing my bag, keys and Juan's hand then heading for the door.

I must admit I was surprised to hear from August this morning.  I had plans to call him but he called me first. We made small talk for the most part. He said I had been on his mind but he wanted to give me space to mourn Maria's death. He sounded so sincere and warm. Nothing like the monster he was painted as on the streets. 

I could hear children in the background which immediately caught my attention.  As far as I knew he didn't have any. And we'll he didnt. He has three nieces and they were with him for the weekend.  And the youngest one was around Juan's age so we decided to go on a little play date.

I'm not big on kids but at this point I was willing to do almost anything to get Juan out of this funk he had been in for the last couple of weeks. Maybe being around other children was exactly what he needed. Or at least I was hoping so.

I quickly made my way past Raphael and to my car. I didn't want to hear any of his pep talk bullshit.  I don't know why this nigga thought he could tell me anything about bagging a nigga when i bagged his ass at fifteen. 

I buckled Juan into his car seat, hopped in the driver side and pulled out the drive way. It was a little after noon and the weather was beautiful.  I let the windows down as I hit the highway blasting my music and swerving through traffic. 

To be honest i was kind of nervous.  I hadn't had a nigga get me so open since me and Raphael's early days. And the shit was fucking with me. I was just hoping i could keep it all together.  Even though i was sure once i seen him that would be hard to do.

I pulled up to the park and hopped out quickly taking in the scenery. It was a nice park but it wasn't on my side of town. There were alot of kids accompanied by their parents or caretakers running about. The atmosphere was surprisingly refreshing.

"Juan you ready to have a good time?" I quizzed unbuckling him from his car seat. He said nothing but his eyes darted around excitedly. I could tell he was excited to be around other children.  I placed him on the ground and before i knew it he was darting off towards the play area. I quickly closed the door before chasing behind him. "Juan baby slow down!" I yelled behind him to no avail.

"Mizhani!" I heard a familiar voice yell. I stopped dead in my tracks and there he was looking as good as fucking ever. He stood tall and slim in all black with a bucket hat nearly completely covering his low eyes. I tried to pull myself together as he made his way over to me but I couldn't.

"How you doing ma?" He asked wrapping his arms around me. I nearly melted into his chest. His smell was intoxicating.  That and the dimples that surfaced when he smiled down into my face was nearly enough to make me weak.

"Good and yourself?" I said trying to avoid direct eye contact.  I knew if he looked into my eyes he would see everything I was trying so hard to hide.

"I'm good mama. These are my nieces." He announced as three beautiful little girls appeared behind him.

"Hi." They all said in unison. I couldn't help but fixate on the youngest one. God she looked just like him. I wondered if he was lying to me. There's no way this isn't his daughter. 

"Hi cuties." I said with a smile in my voice. He introduced them one by one and we all shook hands. They all were so well mannered. 

"Juan!" I yelled across the park. He slid down the slide and made his way over to us with an annoyed look on his face.  "Juan this is August." I said pushing him closer.

"Hi Juan. Nice to meet you." August said reaching out to shake his hand.

Juan's eyes bulged before he quickly hid behind me wrapping his arms around me knees. "What the fuck is up with him." I wondered to myself before faking a smile.

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Chp 7. Opposing Teams

Mizhani

“Juan you gone have to eat something baby.” I said rubbing my hand through his curly hair as he lay face down on the bed. He hasn’t been the same joyful child since witnessing his parent’s murder.

It’s been nothing but a struggle with him. He never leaves our guest room. He won’t play with the toys I bought. He barely eats. He wakes up in the middle of the night crying and screaming for his parents and I’m just trying to deal with it all. To be honest I don’t know what to do for him. Therapy might be the only answer.

It’s been a little over two weeks since I brought him home. After finding out Maria and Rico had been killed I spent the entire next day looking for my god son. Thankfully he had been found wondering around a few counties over unharmed. He was taken to the hospital and soon after released into state custody. They released him into my custody a few days later seeing as how this was in Maria’s will.

Thankfully we had already talked about shit like this. We both knew very well the types of men we were dealing with and the possibilities that come with living this lifestyle. Prepare for the worst and hope for the best. Unfortunately I wasn’t as prepared as I thought I was.

“Is his lil ass gone eat or nah?” Raphael snarled from the doorway. I shot my eyes over at him. This nigga was lacking in the compassion department. I don’t know what he was madder about, the fact that I had moved my god son into our house or the fact that I hadn’t heard from August in weeks.

“Raphael I got this.” I said scooping Juan’s little body into my arms. He was only four years old and had already been through enough shit. And Raphael wasn’t going to bully him right in front of me.

“Put him down he can walk. He ain’t no got damn baby.” He growled following closely behind us as I headed for the kitchen.

“He is a baby but you aren’t and I’m getting tired of you acting like one. You got something you want to say to me because I’m tired of you running your fucking mouth.” I said covering Juan’s ear and pressing his head against my shoulder so he couldn’t hear the argument. Raphael smiled wickedly. I knew the only reason he hadn’t slapped me was because I was holding Juan.

“You’ve been running up behind this damn kid instead of figuring out your next move. What do you think this is? Some type of fucking game. Pablo is growing impatient. Keep this shit up and Maria and Rico won’t be the only two motherfuckers with bullets in their heads.” He hissed.

I wanted to say something smart back but he was right. I needed to regain focus. I had a lot of shit going on but if I kept up this path things would only get worse.

I honestly couldn’t peg were everything had went wrong as far as this whole August business. Maybe it was all that fucking crying I was doing or the attitude I had caught when he brought up my bruise. I honestly didn’t know.

We lay under the stars for a while and he let me vent about Maria and Juan but he was strangely quiet. At first I thought just maybe he didn’t know what to say or maybe he didn’t want to interrupt but now I know he was probably turned off by my weakness. But I couldn’t help it. For some reason he made me feel so vulnerable. But now it was time to put my game face back on.

“I’m on it first thing in the morning.” I said with a fake smile.

  August

“What the fuck is on your mind?” Travis asked nudging me in the side.

“It’s nothing.” I said rubbing my hands down my face.

“Nawl nigga it’s got to be something. All this food, weed, liquor and bitches and your ass spaced out. Talk to ya nigga man.” He said over the loud music.

“I’m cool.” I lied not wanting to get into all that at the moment. He shrugged before getting out of his seat and heading to the bar.

I was at this kickback for my nigga Jabar but my mind was somewhere else completely. I couldn’t get Mizhani out of my head for shit. No matter how hard I tried she’d always slide back in. I had done my best not to contact her and I had done well. It was easy at first because I had been super busy.

But now since my nigga’s case was dismissed and he’s home and everything is everything it’s her that I think about. But even if I did hit her up what would I say. Hey this is August you know the nigga that put a bullet in your best friend’s skull … wanna go out sometime? This was a really fucked up situation.

“Bae, can I go home with you tonight?” Erica slurred before flopping down on my lap. She was wasted and smelled as such.

I said nothing. I just turned my head. Erica and I had been fucking around for a minute now. Ever since I fucked her at Jabar’s trap house but she meant little to nothing to me. She was just a good fuck. And would never be more than that. But somewhere along the way she had caught feelings.

“Nawl I’m cool on you.” I said pushing her off my lap.

She was about to say something smart but Jabar walking over and taking a seat next to me stopped her. “Yungin what’s wrong with you?” He quizzed as Erica stormed off.

“Man I met this girl …” I admitted. Jabar was like a brother to me and it wasn’t shit to tell him my deepest secrets.

“Aww shit the yungin is under the spell. Well talk to me. What’s the problem?”

“She’s off limits.” I said shaking my head. “I slugged her bestie a few weeks ago … some spanish cats …” I said already knowing Jabar wouldn’t approve.

“Wait you got somebody on the other team whose feeling you?” He quizzed shocking me.

“Well yeah and vice versa but I stopped fucking with her. I don’t want any trouble.” I said in all honesty.

“Is she close to Pablo?” He quizzed with an evil eye.

“She works at his strip club.” I stated wondering where this was going.

  “Man yungin fuck all that. If she into you and got the inside scoop bag her ass. A nigga back home and I’m tired of playing. I let these niggas get a pass for far too long now. I think it’s time to exterminate.” He said greedily while rubbing his hands together. 

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