King by Johnson Tremayne

Author:Johnson, Tremayne [Johnson, Tremayne]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: BLACK MEDIA ENTERPRISE
Published: 2011-04-05T04:00:00+00:00

Nodding my head up and down I said, ''Queen, huh?...well, Malikah my name is Deon and it was a pleasure meeting you, I just want to tell you that you’re a very attractive young woman and remember...'' I paused. ''Every Queen needs a King.''

I calmly turned and walked to the checkout register and left a stack of hundred dollar bills on the counter. I told the cashier it was for whatever Malikah was buying. I could feel her eyes on me as I walked out the store. She was going to be surprised when she found out that I paid for whatever she chose to get. The next time I ran in to her she would have to thank me.

I had made my move and I didn’t care what Jay-Roc said. I was not letting her get away. I had a strong feeling that she wanted me as bad as I wanted her, but she was just seeing if I had the guts to cross that nigga Prince, fuck him, I’m the King!

When I got back to my car I checked my cell phone and I had 10 missed calls. I dialed my voicemail and there was a message from Jay-Roc.

''Yo, where you at nigga? This bitch done lost her fuckin’ mind! Hurry up and get over here!'' He screamed.

My heart dropped and I began sweating immediately. My brain was racing because I didn’t know what was going on. What did she do? Were the police involved? All these questions and more ran through my mind in a matter of seconds. I started the car and drove to Queens to see Jay-Roc.

When I got to Jay-Roc’s house there were police cars everywhere. I hesitated on pulling into the driveway until I saw Jay-Roc leaning against one of the cop cars talking to the police officer and Shareeka in handcuffs being put into the back of an unmarked vehicle. The coroner’s van was parked on the lawn and they were bringing a body out zipped up in a black body bag.

I quickly hit the brakes, put the car in park and jumped out to see what was going on. I saw a tear coming from Jay-Roc’s eyes, so I knew it was something bad. I don’t think I had ever seen Jay-Roc shed a tear since I’ve known him.

''Excuse me, but this is a crime scene and we can not let you over here.'' An overweight, white cop said as he put his pudgy hand out to block me from going toward the house.

''I’m family,'' I said, trying to make my way around his wide frame.

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