“Let’s go, pull the trigger, nigga,” I said, lifting his arm and forcing him to aim the gun at his wife.
A few seconds later, he pulled the trigger, and her body dropped. Turning to his son, he did the same thing, followed by his daughter. Taking the gun from his hand, I walked over to them, shot each one in the head, and ensured that they no longer had any life left in them. I didn’t have time for a motherfucker to still be breathing when all of this was said and done.
“Just get it over with,” Ethan cried, dropping to the ground in front of me.
The sight before me was hard to watch. This man used to be someone I looked up to. Sure, our memories about how thingsused to be differed, but he was still someone who helped me find my footing in the game. Never in a million years did I think that things would’ve turned out the way they were. But that was how shit went down in the streets sometimes. They were extremely unpredictable, and niggas didn’t always return the loyalty that you gave to them.
“You know what, you’re right, it’s time to be done with this. I have somewhere I need to be. Get the fuck up,” I barked, grabbing him by his neck and walking him over to where his family was. “See you in the next one,” I said, aiming the gun and shooting him twice in the head.
Even though I wanted to do so much more to him, I knew that I couldn’t. he was still working with the feds, and as Reese said, I had to make it look like an accident so that nothing would point back to me. So, while the rest of his family was disposed of, he would be dropped off in an alley somewhere. It was going to look as though he tried to buy drugs, and things went bad.
As I pulledup to the doctor’s office, I forced myself to shift out of the streets’ version of myself and into the version I wanted Kenedi to know me for. I knew that she wasn’t dumb, and from what she already knew about me, she knew that I wouldn’t just let the shit with Ethan ride.
Even if I wanted to, which I didn’t, I knew that I couldn’t and wouldn’t do that. For one, touching what was mine was an automatic death sentence, and there was no coming back from that. And, if that wasn’t enough, I wasn’t going to leave that nigga breathing long enough for him to come up with another stupid plan. He needed to be put out of his misery, and I was more than happy to be the one to do that for him.
“Hey, baby. I wasn’t sure you were going to make it on time,” Kenedi said, smiling as I kissed her forehead and took a seat next to her.
“You should already know that I’d never miss something as important as this,” I said, grabbing her hand.
As we sat there waiting for them to call her to the back, Kenedi checked her emails, and I caught up on our family group chat. I felt like shit with us was now beyond official since her mother added me to the family group chat. I didn’t know why, but that shit was so important to me. From what I knew, they had to really love me to add me to the group chat. It was something that I wouldn’t take for granted at all. They were the only family that I had now, and I wouldn’t do a damn thing to fumble them.
“Did you see that your mom wants us to come over for dinner tonight?” I asked, putting the phone back in my pocket.
“I did. I’m fine with it if you want to go. Oh, and I’m going to tell her that you said, ‘your mom’ because she said she already told you about that.”
Laughing, I replied, “Oh, you’re going to snitch on me? That’s crazy as hell. I’m working on it. It’s going to take some getting used to, but trust me, I’m working on it.”
“I know,” she said, leaning over and kissing my cheek. As she did, the nurse called us to the back.
After taking her weight, blood and urine samples, and some other shit I had no idea about, we were led into a room where they instructed her to undress and wait for the doctor to come in and do their exam. I could tell that Kenedi was nervous, and shit, so was I, but I was more excited than anything. I couldn’t wait for this pregnancy to breeze by so that we could meet our baby. I had plans to do everything my father didn’t do for me growing up, which started with making them my top priority.
“Okay, Mrs. Hill, how are you and the baby feeling?”
“I thought it would be a good idea to get used to my soon-to-be new name,” Kenedi said, looking over and smiling at me before turning back to the doctor. “We’re doing fine. Just really excited to see what’s going on inside of here,” she said, rubbing her belly.
I had no idea that she was already using my last name, but I was more than happy for her to. As far as I was concerned, we could’ve left the appointment and headed straight to the courthouse and made shit legally official.
“Good. Well, let’s see what’s going on, shall we?”
Thirty minutes later, we were heading to Braum’s to get Kenedi her strawberry shortcake. I wasn’t going to put it out there that she was trying to have dessert before dinner because I didn’t need her snapping at me. This was my first time dealing with a pregnant woman that I cared about, but I knew more than enough about a pregnant woman to know that you didn’t come between them and their food.
“Are you sure you’re not going to get anything for yourself?” Kenedi asked as the lady scooped her ice cream.
“Nah, I’m not really hungry right now.”
“But I don’t want to eat by myself. That makes me look like a big back,” she said, pouting.
Chuckling, I nodded my head. The shit made no sense to me, but it had to be some kind of woman thing that I didn’t want to go against. So, getting the ladies’ attention, I told her I’d take the same thing Kenedi had ordered. Now, we could eat together, and she didn’t have to feel as though she was being a big back.
“Thank you for eating with me,” she said, gently bumping her hip into my side.
“Anything for you, ma,” I said, moving toward the register so that I could pay for our ice cream.
FOUR MONTHS LATER.
“I can’t believe you actually went and got married on us,” Silas said, dapping me up as we stood next to the bar.
Everyone was so shocked that not only had Kenedi and I gotten married, but we had a baby due in a little over two months. I, on the other hand, wasn’t shocked at all. I was the happiest I’d ever been in my life, and I knew that shit would only get better from here on out. The only two things left in this world that I could ask for was a safe delivery for Kenedi when it was time for her to bring our baby into the world, and more babies. If Kenedi was up to it, I was trying to have our own little football team when it was all said and done.
