A Child of a Crackhead (16 page)

“What’s the point? You’ll just find me again.” Roxy said in between tears.

“Well your right about one thing.

There is no point of running because I will get you. But, you don’t have to worry about me trying to find you again.” Black Ice raised the 45 handgun he found under the bed and pointed it at Roxy.

“Wait, wait…..I’m carrying your baby.” Roxy yelled.

“No one is carrying my baby.” Black Ice said and pulled the trigger twice. The first bullet entered Roxy’s chest knocking her back in to the head board of the bed.

The second bullet entered her head and she slumped over dead. Without any hesitation, Black Ice tied up Caesar’s body and hauled him to his car and took off.

A half an hour later, Caesar woke up and couldn’t move. He looked around and his hands were tied and his knees were tied up to his chest. His body was stuck in a small spot. He saw Black Ice looking down on him. “I see you are up. You cross the wrong mother fucker and now you’re going to pay. Oh yea. I stopped and paid a visit at Ace’s house.” Black Ice snickered.

All Caesar could do was think of his son and hoped that he was all right. “I’m going to throw you in the ocean Caesar. You will die slowly like a rat that you are. It will give you plenty of time to think. Oh yea.

There’s a knife, flash light and a few other things in this bag for you to buy your time.”

Black Ice said as he thru the bag in the barrel with Caesar. Black Ice lifted the barrel lid and put it on top of the barrel.

Everything went dark for Caesar. He tried to move, but couldn’t there was no room. He squirmed around since he was tied up. He felt the barrel fall over and roll, bumping him over and over until he heard a splash.

Black Ice watched the barrel sink deep into the Coney Island Ocean and smiled. He got in the car and pulled off.

Caesar began to panic not knowing what to do it was pitch black. He couldn’t see his hand in front of his face. He felt for the bag that Black Ice threw in there with him. He found the opening of the bag and felt around inside of it. He felt something like rubber and wet. He felt the knife and the flash light.

He felt the barrel hit the bottom of the ocean. He turned on the flashlight. His hands and arms were covered in blood. He calmed down and realized it wasn’t his blood. He looked around and knew he was fucked. His legs hurt from being stuck so close to his body. He looked to see where the blood was coming from. It wasn’t coming from him. He also wanted to see if there was something in the bag to help him break out of the barrel. Then he thought if there was something he’d probably die trying to swim to the top. But, he had to try to do something. He reached in the bag and again felt wetness. He pulled out something that felt like rubber. His eyes grew wider as he held what looked like a child’s arm with his hand still attached to it. “What the fuck?” He dropped the arm and it fell on him with no other place to go. He again reached in the bag and felt something that felt like a rock. He put the flash light down and put his other hand in the bag. He pulled out the hard object. “AHHHHHHHH!!”

Caesar screamed and screamed as tears streamed down his face. He screamed for 15 minutes straight until the batteries in the flash light died. He continued to scream in the dark with the object on his knees with no other place to go. The last thing he would see was his son’s head with his eyes opened looking at him.

Chapter 36

Detective Roy was on his way to Caesar’s apartment on Pennsylvania Avenue in Brooklyn until he heard a call on the police radio, “Shot’s fired. Shots fired at 1324 Pennsylvania Avenue.”

“Shit that is where I’m heading. Damn.”

Detective Roy said and stepped his foot hard on the gas pedal. He turned the sirens on.

He prayed he wasn’t too late to catch Black Ice. He pulled up to the four story apartment building. He hopped out of his car. There were uniformed cops coming in and out of the building. Detective Roy walked up to one that was at the door.

“What do we have here?” he asked while flashing his badge.

“Well sir, it looks like someone broke into an apartment and shot a lady twice.

“What? Were there any men in the apartment?”

“No sir, but the neighbors said they heard voices of two men screaming before the shots went off, but that’s all we can get out of them. We know that apartment is in the name of Caesar Rosse. There was some crack, some paraphernalia, and a few guns.”

“Okay. What about the woman?”

“She was rushed to Brookdale

Hospital. She was unable to talk. I don’t think she’ll make it. Man, I wonder what kind of a person would shoot a pregnant woman.”

“What was she pregnant?”

“Yes about eight months pregnant.”

“What was her name?” Detective Roy asked while pulling out a pad and a pen from his coat pocket.

“Roxy Walker.”

“Thank you officer” Detective Roy said as he walked away.

He hopped back in his car and pulled out a cigarette. It wasn’t a man that shot a pregnant woman. It was the devil he thought as he pulled off. His stomach tightened up as he remembered what he saw at Ace’s house in the children’s bedroom.

There was a child of a three year old body that was missing his head and an arm. The voice of the five year old little boy that was left alive in the house saying repeatedly that he saw the man do it rang in Detective Roy’s mind. He knew now what the little boy saw.

He saw Black Ice chopping his little brother up in pieces.

Detective Roy headed to Brookdale Hospital in hopes to find another lead to Black Ice. Still the voice of the little boy kept ringing in his ears and made him feel sick to his stomach.

Chapter 37

Michael has never been so happy in his life. Everything was going right for once. He got to feel what it felt like to be a normal child. He and his mother Rachel and her cousin Janet with her boyfriend spent the day at the movies in the mall. “Damn it’s been a good day.” Rachel said as she entered the house with Michael on her side followed by Jane and Jay Jay.

“Come on little man. Let’s go watch some TV while the women cook.” Jay Jay said to Michael.

“Oh yea, well tomorrow is the day for the men to cook. I just hope you don’t burn the hot dogs.” Janet said. And Rachel and Janet burst out laughing followed by Jay Jay and Michael’s.

Michael and Jay Jay walked to the living room and plopped down on the couch and turned on the TV. They flicked through some channels until they found a movie.

Rachel was putting the butter on the rice and staring at it and said, “Janet I have to thank you. You saved our lives more than you know.”

“Rachel, you don’t have to thank me.

We’re family and you saved yourself.

Changes come from within and you changed you.” Janet replied.

“But, still thank you. I needed to get away and you were there for me.” Rachel said while tears rolled down her face. She tried her best to hold them in.

Janet walked over to her cousin and gave her a big hug. Rachel hugged her back and they just held each other for a while.

“Rachel I never told you, but I know you and Black Ice had something to do with Brian being killed. I’m glad it happened because I still have nightmares of what he did to me.”

“Well it’s over now, Janet. He’ll never touch you again. Come on girl. Let’s finish cooking so we can feed these boys.

Shit we’re in here getting all emotional.”

Rachel said and the both giggled and started cooking again.

A half an hour later, dinner was served on the table. They all sat down and prepared to start to eat. “Hold up let say a prayer.” Rachel said. They all folded their hands, closed their eyes, and bowed their heads. Michael squeezed his mother’s hand tight and loving. “God, Thank you for the many blessing you have given us and for keeping us strong when we felt weak. I beg and ask you that you continue to bless us with you grace. Thank you for this wonderful meal. Amen.”

“Amen.” They all said in unison.

Michael watched every one for a minute and began to eat. He finally felt as if he was part of a family.

“Janet, I’m thinking of taking some of the money I have and put a down payment on a house around here. I like it out here.

Would you help me?” Rachel asked.

“Of course girl, you didn’t have to ask and it’s about time. If you’re ready, I’d really like for you and Michael to stay and live with me. It makes the house feel as if it has more love in it. Michael grinned from ear to ear hearing the news.

“I also want to go back to school. I need you to help me with that too.” Rachel continued.

“Not a problem Rachel.” Janet replied as she was stuffing her mouth. Just then the doorbell rang several times in a row.

“Damn, who could that be at the door at this hour? Jay Jay, baby, do you mind answering the door for me?” Janet asked.

“Not at all, baby.” Jay Jay stood up and left the dining room and headed for the front door. He opened the door. “Yea, can I help you?” Jay Jay said.

Back at the dining room, Janet

continued her conversation with Rachel.

“Yea, Rachel there are some good schools out here for you and Michael.”

“I can’t wait to get started and get my life back on track.” Rachel said. Michael watched the two women talk while he ate his chicken and swung his feet that couldn’t reach to the floor yet.

“Damn, I wonder what’s taking that man so long to answer the door.” Janet asked about Jay Jay.

Just then Jay Jay entered the dining room. “Baby, what took you so long? Your food is getting cold. Who was at the door?”

Janet asked as Rachel and Michael watched Jay Jay and wanted to know too. Rachel noticed Jay Jay’s jeans were wet right at his crotch area. The stench of urine made its way through the house. “Baby, did you pee on yourself?” Janet asked looking down at his crotch then back up to his face. She noticed his face was covered in sweat. Jay Jay didn’t say a word.

“Well, well, well...” A voice said coming out of the hall and entering the living room with the barrel of a gun pointed at Jay Jay’s head. Chills ran down Rachel’s spine as she knew that voice all too well.

She looked up and fear was written all over her face.

“I see my family is doing well, hey Junior.” Black Ice said looking at his son.

Michael’s heart jumped out of his chest in fear and knew things would never be the same now. Michael looked at his father’s cold dark eyes and matched his stare. “Go away daddy. Go away please.”

“Shut the fuck up you little punk.”

Black Ice yelled.

“How….how did you…” Rachel was

unable to get all the words out.

“How did I find you? Bitch, you left a number in your jean’s pocket at the apartment. It was a 516 number and that didn’t take me long to realize it was a Long Island number. And then this little bitch right here is in the yellow pages.” Black Ice said while pointing to Janet. “You are fucking this fool, Rachel.” Black Ice yelled as he stuck the barrel of the 44 bulldog revolver in the back of Jay Jay’s head. “This fool ain’t even a man. Look he pissed on himself.” Just then Jay Jay felt the cold steal barrel on his head and his bowels emptied making the whole room stink. “No your ass didn’t?” Black Ice yelled as the smell hit his nose. “Now you shit on yourself too?”

“Please man. Don’t kill me.” Jay Jay begged. He had heard stories from Janet and Rachel how easy Black Ice would take a life and he wanted no part of it. “Janet’s my girl. I have never touched Rachel. Please let us go. We didn’t do nothing wrong.” He begged.

“Didn’t I tell you to keep your punk ass mouth shut at the door?” Black Ice bent closer to Jay Jay’s ear. “Guess you won’t be touching Janet no more.”

“What man, please.” Jay Jay said as just then Black Ice squeezed the trigger and blew a hole in the back of Jay Jay’s neck instantly severing his spinal cord killing him.

“Nooooo!” Janet yelled as she

watched Jay Jay’s lifeless body fall to the floor.

Black Ice quickly turned around and aimed the gun at Janet.

“Please no, no!” Rachel and Michael yelled while crying. They felt as they were to blame for such pain on the people that helped and loved them. Black Ice fired off another shot. The bullet slammed into Janet’s shoulder. Janet lay on the floor crying.

Rachel moved quickly and grabbed a knife that was on the dining room table and ran up to Black Ice driving it hard into Black Ice’s bicep. He screamed and hit Rachel in the face with the gun in his hand. Rachel went flying backwards holding onto her face in pain. She began to rush him again with the knife in her hand.

“Bitch if you don’t put that knife down, I’m going to blow your cousins fucking brains out.” Black Ice warned.

Rachel stopped short of stabbing him again and looked at the gun that he had pointed at Janet.

“Drop it Rachel. I’m not playing with your ass.” He cocked the hammer of the gun back to show her he was serious.

Rachel knew she couldn’t live with herself if Black Ice killed her cousin. So she dropped the knife and began to cry.

Black Ice walked up to her and

punched her in the eye. Rachel fell back by Janet on the floor. “You want to stab me, bitch?” Black Ice yelled as he kicked Rachel in the ribs. “I’ll kill you and your cousin.”

Rachel looked up between the kick she was receiving and saw a deranged look in Black Ice’s eyes and she knew she wouldn’t live to see another day. Black Ice’s anger rose and he started kicking and stomping both Rachel and Janet viciously.

The women’s screams could be heard from blocks away, but little by little their voices started to die out and got weaker. They grabbed each other and hugged each other as Black Ice continued to ramp and rage.

“Bitch, you wanted to disrespect me. I’m the man. I’m the man!” Black Ice yelled.

Bang! A gun shot fired off hitting Black Ice in the back and knocking him forward. He grabbed a chair to keep him from falling over. He stood up straight and turned around. He was met by a pair of cold dark eyes like his very own, but in the form of a seven year old.

Michael held the chrome sub nose 3.8

revolver tightly and kept it pointed at his father. While Black Ice was beating Rachel and Janet, Michael couldn’t cry anymore.