I put my car in park on the opposite side of the street, hopped outta my car, and walked straight up to him, catching him off guard.
I hit that nigga instantly with a right hook.
BOOM.
Then a left one.
BOOM.
His head was knocking left and right like he meant for it to go like that.
I walked his ass back with each punch, not saying shit, letting my hands do the talking. He finally dropped the flowers and tried to fight back, but it was too late. I had him on the ground, his back in some damn pebbles.
After what felt like a few minutes of me giving that nigga what he asked for, Keith came over and pulled me off him.
“That’s enough, nigga, he got the message.”
I spit on him.
“Did you? Did you get the fuckin’ message, nigga?” I asked Gio.
He was in and out of consciousness, laughing slowly but not responding.
“Nigga, leave Islah alone, because the next time I catch you, I promise you I don’t care where the fuck it’s at, you getting sprayed.”
Gio laughed while spitting out blood. I lifted my head to see nurses, doctors, and even people going in to get help stop and stare at what went down.
Keith pulled me back and walked me back to my car, putting me in the passenger seat and pulling off quick.
“You did that, nigga!” Keith stated.
“That nigga ain’t done.”
“Why you think that?”
“That laugh,” I fired back. “I know niggas like him. You would think that beat down would be enough for him, but I promise you, that shit just gonna turn him up.”
“And what are you gonna do?” Keith asked.
I smirked. “I’ma lay him down.”
We pulled back up to the store, Keith hopped out, and I walked to the driver’s side.
“What you finna do, nigga?”
“I gotta get my son straight.”
Chapter 6
Well Played
Istumbled off the ground with nurses and bystanders trying to help me.
I snatched my arms away from them as they asked to get me help.
“Nah, nah, I’m good,” I repeated to them. I moved in a zig-zag, somehow making it to my car, blood dripping from my nose and bottom lip, the taste of iron strong in my mouth as I threw myself into the driver’s seat.
My vision was blurry, my head hurt like a bitch, but I managed to start my car and pull away from the hospital while looking at everybody looking at me.
