she had was me. The only person I had was her. Living separate didnât make sense, and to hell with what any bitch thought of me. Until she left this earth, I would be right here.
I quickly changed into my Adidas sweat suit and tennis shoes. Brushed my waves, stroked the minimal hair on my chin, then trimmed my mustache. My chocolate skin was always so smooth, and I had to do very little to enhance my appearance. I placed a white cap on my head, then put my cigs in my pocket. After that, I said good-bye to my grandmother and pursued my first mission.
RED
I didnât like Nate, but as always, money talks. He was in my bedroom, attempting to fuck my brains out, but failed. With each hard thrust, my head banged into the headboard in front of me. The mattress squeaked loudly, and the smell of sex infused the air. I pretended that the sex was all thatâdidnât want to hurt his feelings. I was very good at faking orgasms to make a nigga feel good.
Our bodies dripped with sweat. And after so long, the room got stuffy. Nate kept smacking my ass so hard that it stung.
âWhat you got to say about that shit?â he said between deep breaths. âTold you I was gonâ tear this shit up, didnât I?â
I sucked in my bottom lip. âYeah, you did, baby. Youâve made a believer out of me!â Yeah, right , I thought. The only reason I let Nate come over was because he called and told me he had a proposition for me. One that I wouldnât be able to refuse. He hadnât said much about it yet, only that it involved someone I knew. In the meantime, he needed a good fuck. He paid, and I delivered.
He got his; I pretended to get mine. We lay next to each other exhausted. He could barely catch his breathâI watched as his chest heaved in and out. I then reached on the nightstand for a cigarette. After I lit it, I took a long drag, then whistled smoke into the air. I glanced at the clock on the nightstand, seeing that it was almost 6:00 p.m.
âWhatâs on your mind, Nate? I need to get a nap before I go to work tonight.â
Nate turned on his side, then reached for my chin, rubbing it. âWhile that pussy was worth every penny that Iâm giving you, I need for you to do me a favor.â
âIt depends on what it is and who it involves.â
âIt involves a good friend of mine. Iâve noticed your interest in him, and I canât think of a better person than you to handle this little situation for me.â
I smashed the cigarette in the ashtray, then turned sideways to look at him. âIâm listening. You have my full attention.â
âBones. I want you to do whatever to bring that nigga to his knees, and I do not only mean that by sucking his dick. I need you to weaken him. Make him love you like he has loved no other. Make him want you and not be able to function without you. And then when you get him to that point, I want you to, well, kill him.â
I cocked my head back and frowned. â Kill him? Maybe I can do all of that other shit for you, but I donât kill people. Besides, I kind of like Bones. Heâs fine as fuck, sexy as shit, and I must say that his dick performs waaaay better than yours.â
I was only kidding, then again, I wasnât. Either way, Nate didnât appreciate my playfulness. He grabbed my face and squeezed my cheeks so hard that I couldnât turn my head.
âDonât play with me, bitch, all right? This shit is serious! That nigga did some foul shit to me, been keeping secrets, and Iâm willing to do whatever to make sure he pays for it. A fine bitch like you need to act on this and get that paper for helping me out.â
He released his grip, then attempted to apologize. âI didnât mean to shake you up like that, but I need you. Bones is real smart. He senses certain things about people, so you gotta be careful. Heâs always watching his back, but you can do this. I saw the