Charmed By A Steel City Hustler

Caesar:

I sat on the couch rolling up a blunt. Listening to Bash recount the events that happened at his home. The weed was not enough to calm my nerves. This fool was caught slipping while knee deep in forbidden pussy. I would have never bet that he would be taken down by some bum ass dread heads in his own shit.

I could not believe Nise when she told me we needed to get to the hospital. I thought she was caught up by Darryl or some other shit. Bash was pissed off and yelling out a bunch of shit that did nothing to solve this situation.

Kalvon was out with a few members of our crew chasing down leads. Nise was gearing up for a small war. Her psycho ass had guns of all sizes and shapes on standby. This chaos got her blood pumping, and she was in her element. Nise would blow up a small neighborhood if it meant that those fools would never breath again. There was a thunderous pounding at the front door. Bash slapped his palm to his forehead. I take it he knew exactly who it was. I got up and went to the door and my headache just got worse.

"Caesar? He has you answering doors now, huh?"

Sebastian Malcom Sr. spoke to me in that deep ass Darth Vader voice of his. Bash's dad was one of the scariest men I had ever met in my life thus far. Though he wanted a junior, he actually hated his first name, so everyone referred to him as Malcom. He was a legend in the streets that came up from nothing as a kid and earned the respect from five different counties by being the worst bad guy. Malcom robbed, killed, kidnapped, any illegal crime you could think of he did it. "Bash what the fuck is going on? Why the hell is my sad sack of shit brother-in-law on my damn phone whining? I swear your momma cannot be related to a pussy like Zeus."

I shook my head and closed the door. Malcom was going in and Bash just sat there and took it. What else could he do? Getting smart back or pleading his case would probably cause a fight that I was sure as hell not getting in. "Pops, this shit went from a deal gone wrong to a classic kidnapping. Nothing else, and I'm going to handle business. You already know that."

"I know the fuck you are little fool. I didn't raise no bitch."

"Well then why the fuck you come to my crib raising hell? I didn't see you or moms at the hospital."

"Boy get the fuck on with that shit. Yo ass ain't dead and your hands work just the fuck fine. Your momma is upset. I will not be in the same room with both of you whenever her short ass do show up." "What do you mean Pops?"

I was curious to know what that meant as well. Charlotte Malcom was a small lady that most people mistook for quiet and meek. She was just as dangerous as her husband and son. Quiet as it's kept, I think she was the worst of all three. This was a family squabble; I wanted no parts of. Shit, that time did not seem too far away. I pulled my phone out and hit number three on speed dial.

"Is there an update on the situation?"

"No and don't hang up either damn." "What Michaels?"

Nise only used my last name when she was three shades of pissed off at me. She was still pissed about that party incident. That shit was more ass backwards then a muthafucka. She was the one practically begging to ride Kalvon's dick in my damn face.

"We need to talk like two adults taking on an enemy, and not scorned lovers Stevens," I said back, using her last name. I heard her kissing those pearly white teeth and that was the signal she conceded. I asked her about the crew, and she said that no one had the foggiest idea where those fools were. That only told me that this hit was planned out carefully. Those fools did not land in the Burgh on deal day.

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They were already here watching and clocking our movements. How the fuck did we not know? All these other issues with Adonis, Lois, and Bash going straight had us forgetting our street roots. I hung up on Nise without another word and went back into the house. I was ready to curse Bash out, but the loud voices let me know his dad was two steps ahead of me.

Bash:

"I am grown as hell out here in these damn streets! Don't ever come to my house trying to check me about who I fuck!"

I yelled into my father's face. Pops called himself checking me for screwing Lois behind Adonis' back.

What the fuck type of shit is that? I get they were old fashioned, and adultery was unacceptable, but this was a new age. I wasn't proud of my actions, but shit, is what it is.

I could hear my momma now shouting at me about the sanctimony of marriage. Right now, I needed to go pick up Lois and get those two assholes back pronto. This shit was getting worse by the damn hour.

"Bash you are acting like a lovesick teenager. You are thinking about running off to rescue Lois from her father, aren't you? Wrong move son, Leo Jennings is far from stupid, we both know that. He has probably put the pieces together now of you and Adonis. You still are not hearing me?"

My dad and his long ass speeches, this was not the fucking time. I had the utmost respect for him and would never disrespect, but damn. I did sigh and sucked my teeth like a child because if I spoke my mind we would be fighting. I was not for anybody laying hands on me.

My Pops was lethal, even in his older age. I focused my attention back on his speech which I was retaining forty percent to memory. Just like when I was a youngin in the streets. At the end of the day, I was still going to do what I felt was best for Bash period.

"Lord Charlotte dropped you one too many times on that egg head of yours. He is probably telling Lois about you and Adonis right now. How are you going to explain to that woman about your diabolical plot to bring her father down, and you're reasoning for it?"

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Fuck!

Pops had a point, in no way had I thought out shit completely regarding the situation with Lois. I could explain my side of the story to her and probably get a slap across the face. There were so many lives connected to us that were going to be forever changed. My phone began to go off and I answered it as my Pops and I were still eye to eye.

"Yo?"

"Cuzzo got a lead. Juggy said some stripper bitch is fucking Boomer. He is one of Kwame's men. I just texted you the address. I am with Nise, we will meet you there."

The line went dead and too many thoughts were going through my mind. I know that my dad heard every single word.

"Running off half-cocked, huh? That gene skipped my generation and landed to all you youngsters. Go on ahead and save your two bone headed cousins and wife. We can talk about this later."

My dad let himself out and I went to the closet behind my front door and got my gun. I was in no shape to be running, shooting or fighting. Fuck it, this shit ended tonight.

Caesar was locked, loaded and ready for anything. I led him out to my car and didn't even bother to speak on where we were going. I did not want to hear him bitch about Nise and Kalvon being together.