A CHILD OF A CRACKHEAD by speight shameek

Author:speight, shameek [speight, shameek]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: TRUE GLORY PUBLISHING
Published: 2010-10-28T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

“Oh, tomorrow it’s on. So be ready J-Rock.” Caesar said.

“I’ll be ready son.” J-Rock said.

“I’ll holla at you tomorrow.” Caesar said as he hung up the phone.

It’s been three months since Caesar and J-Rock talked about killing Black Ice.

Caesar looked at Ace and said, “He’s at his weakest. It’s now or never.”

“You’re right. I hope J-Rock knows what he’s doing.” Ace replied.

“Please nigga. Black Ice is cracked out. That nigga is a straight crack head. He shouldn’t be getting money and no one should fear his ass no more. You see how he looks just like one of the fucking crack heads that our workers sell to.”

“Yea, but he is still Black Ice.” Ace stated. Ace knew all the shit that Caesar was talking about was true. He knew that Caesar was just as scared of Black Ice like he was or anyone else in the hood was for that matter. That’s why he didn’t try to kill Black Ice himself. Ace was starting to feel the real reason Caesar hated Black Ice. It was because Black Ice started fucking Roxy and he couldn’t get no time with her.

Caesar and Ace sat in silence counting the money they made for the week in an apartment in Brownsville projects. Both of them were in deep thoughts. Ace was thinking about what he will do with all the money he’ll be making and what kind of a house he’ll be buying for Lisa and the kids.

Caesar was thinking about how he came in Lisa’s mouth earlier that day and how Ace would be kissing her later and he smiled.

“Yo, what are you smiling about son?” Ace asked.

“Nothing, my man, nothing” Caesar replied in a smooth tone.

Black Ice inhaled deeply and let the cigarette full of crack relax him. He stood in the lobby of building 234 in Brownsville projects with a brown paper bag full of money that he just collected from Ace and Caesar for the week. He was stuck in thoughts of how crazy of a week it had been.

Rachel was smoking more crack than humanly possible as she was smoking an ounce of crack a day. Shit he didn’t have in mind that when he made her start smoking it would be like that. She wasn’t supposed to get this bad. Then the bitch took his son to Momma’s house. He was going to go get him back he thought even as much as he hated the evil look his son has been giving him and for trying to kill him. He still loved Michael. The blood that was running thru his veins was his very own. Black Ice took the last of the cigarette and held the smoke in. He tossed the bud on the floor and pushed the building door open and walked outside. Once he was outside, he exhaled the smoke that was in his lungs and watched the smoke float in the air. He started walking through the projects to make his way out. He walked past a bench with three young thugs sitting on it.

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