He frowned at me, but I kept my fucking face still and eyes locked on him. From how I was positioned, I could see him clearly on the second floor. I leaned my ass against the bar, folded my arms across my chest, and watched that nigga.
Fuck him!
He wanted something to look at, then he could look at me. I could feel Kairi behind me, but she didn’t say anything. Not that it would stop me.
Sony clearly didn’t like what I was doing because he suddenly seemed to be in a rush to leave all of a sudden.
When I saw him come down the stairs, I stood to my feet.
“I’ll be back,” I said to Kairi and hurried out the door when he suddenly left. I hung back a little, watching as he made his way to his car. From the way he was stomping his feet, I knew the nigga was mad, and that only made me want to know why. I noticed one of his pussy ass friends came out of the club. He must have gone to the restroom and got left behind.
I turned on my feet and acted like I was going back in the club. Just as the nigga went to walk past me, I grabbed him and pushed him up against the side of the club. He opened his mouth to probably yell but fell silent when I put my gun up against his head.
“What you doing, Havoc?” He panicked. I wasn’t the biggest fan of Sony or his bitch ass friends, but I usually left them alone, so I knew he wasn’t expecting to see my gun.
“You know who I am and how I’m coming, Tyson. If you don’t want your shit splattered against this club, you better tell me what the fuck is going on between Sony and Kairi.”
When his eyes widened, I knew that my assumption was right. Something had happened.
I gritted my back teeth and spat, “And you better not lie to me.”
“I don’t know anything. I don’t know!”
Tyson stuttered his lies until I pressed the gun into his temple, showing him that I wasn’t fucking playing.
“Speak!” I demanded.
“Okay, okay!” he cried and sighed. “The nigga is fucking crazy over her ass and just won’t leave her alone, no matter what she says. He’s been trying to fuck her for the longest, but she won’t let him, so he’s been trying to take it,” Tyson said.
I stood still for a moment, wondering if I just heard him right or if I was just hearing shit. But judging from the look in his eyes, I knew that he was telling me the truth.
Wait.
“Are you trying to tell me that nigga wanna rape her or something?”
Tyson froze. His mouth pressed into a straight line as if he didn’t want to answer me.
“Huh?” I shouted, pressing the gun further.
“Yes, yeah! He’s already tried twice, blacked her eye and everything. He said he won’t stop until he gets it, but even more now that he knows you’ve touched her.”
I knew that something had to have happened between them, for how the nigga was bugging her, but I wasn’t expecting that. I would admit, a part of me wondered if she done fucked the nigga and just didn’t want to tell me, but this wasn’t what I was expecting. To hear that he put his hands on her and blacked her eye had me seeing red.
“Take me to that nigga, now!” I demanded and pulled Tyson along with me.
“Come on now, Havoc. Viper will kill me if I do that,” he tried to plead.
“Mothafucker, I will kill you and your whole fucking family!” I roared. He looked in my eyes and exhaled heavily. My brother was already gone, I didn’t have shit else to lose.
“Let’s go!”
I shoved him in front of me and directed him to my car. I wasn’t going in his shit. Tyson led me to the basketball court, and when I pulled up, I saw that Sony’s car was there.
“You might wanna leave,” I told him as I hopped out of the car. Tyson didn’t even wait and took off running like the pussy I knew him to be.
I noticed that all of Sony’s crew was outside with him, but I didn’t give a fuck. I had tunnel vision as I approached, and when he turned to look at me, I knocked the fuck outta him.
Sony fell to the ground, and I started whooping his ass. Some of his friends started kicking and punching me, but I didn’t let up. I could hear his jaw crack under my knuckles.
