A CHILD OF A CRACKHEAD III (15 page)

Michael replied.

“Schmmp” Envy sucked her teeth.

“Now isn’t the time or place. Tiffany and Star both been in labor all day as we speak, and i didn’t even throw them a baby shower, because they’ve been so scared to leave the house. It’s been from the house to the center for them. That’s the only place they feel safe. I should have threw it in the center, I still might.”

“Wow, really?” Michael said popping up and smiling.

“Do you have armed security guards watching them and by their rooms baby?”

“Yes I do. You taught me well.” Envy replied.

“There’s some military soldier looking guys who want to speak to you, there outside the room.”

“Tell them to come in Envy.” Michael responded.

She looked at him suspiciously then walked out the room and returned five minutes later with four men.

One was an older Caucasian man in his sixties with a white goatee and a bald head with awards all over his military jacket. The man next to him tried to hide his face with a blue New York baseball hat but had an orange vest under his jacket. The man with the white goatee looked at the other two military soldiers behind him.

“Can you two excuse us and guard the hallway and you two miss?” He said looking at Envy.

“No, that’s my woman, anything you have to say, you can say it in front of her.” Michael stated.

“Okay fine, I’m Colonel Chaleas Baker and this is Bill Orell. We need to talk to you about your father.”

“Ok, talk then.” Michael replied.

“Your father has stolen some military equipment and a machine from a military research lab and we believe that he kidnapped two of our top scientists. This is very dangerous and we need your help to track and stop him.” Colonel Chaleas stated.

“So tell me what kind of machine was stolen that got you willing to track him down. He has been doing wrong for years now, and out the blue the military wants to get involved.”

“Well son, that’s classified information we can’t tell that, but what we can tell you is that he may be on one of these islands in the Hudson River.” Colonel Chaleas said as he pulled out his cellphone and showed him a map of the Hudson River.

“And how do you know he's on one of those islands?” Michael asked.

“Because he told me after he raped my wife and kidnapped my sixteen year old daughter.” Bill Orell said speaking for the first time.

“Then you’re a fool, because he's not on one of those islands. He only showed you those three to see if you would make a move out of the normal and come close to his real hideout, you just put your daughter in danger. Trust he knows you are here right now no matter what disguise you have on. And next why don’t you just let some of your military men handle this and leave me out of this. I have my own shit and issues to worry about than yours.” Michael responded.

“This information can’t leave this room we can’t send any military men after him, really what he stole wasn’t supposed to exist, but it does and it will have a lot of people losing their jobs and placed behind bars so this is a hush, hush mission. Here’s my business card.

Call me if you change your mind. I’ll be able to give you ten highly trained soldiers.”

Michael took the card and watched the two men leave his room. Envy walked over to him.

“You, mister help everybody, don’t want to help them? I find that hard to believe baby. But it sounds like some kind of bullshit. It seems only about that machine Black Ice took is the only thing they’re concerned about, that and the other man’s daughter.” Envy stated.

“Yea, I saw right through them. Anyway we need to be there for Star and Tiffany. You said they were in labor right. I’m ready to get out this bed now. Call the doctor to get these tubes out of me!”

“Well good Michael. Woah!” Envy said breathing hard.

“What’s wrong?” Michael asked.

“Ummm, my water just broke.”

Chapter 17

Fuck I need a pack of cigarettes. These niggas act like their scared to leave the fucking apartment because of a damn crack head. He bleeds just like me.

Angela said to herself as she touched her Gucci purse that was on her shoulder that held her baby 9mm inside of it as her four inch heels hit the concrete on the side walk.

She passed a few men outside hustling on the corner that tried to talk to her. She paid them no mind.

Broke ass niggas, like standing on the corner with nothing to show for it. She said to herself as she turned the corner and walked up to the window of the twenty four hour store on Madison Avenue.

She paid for a pack of Newport cigarettes. She took one of the cigarettes out of the pack and lit it up and inhaled, then looked up at the night sky, blowing the smoke up into the air. As she continued to walk a wind blew from behind her sending a chill and creepy feeling down her spine. Angela pulled out her baby 9mm from her purse and spun around with it drawn, but didn’t see nobody.

“Shit, I been hanging around those pussies for far too long. Got me scared of a crack head” She said out loud as she turned back around. Then felt a hand grab her around her neck and squeeze.

She gasped for air as she looked up at a six foot two inch, dark skinned man with a scar on his face. She raised the hand with the gun, but with his left hand he grab her wrist and twisted it making her drop the gun as it went off sending a bullet flying into a parked car.

“So you’re the bitch that drugged my son Evil.

Hmmm I’m going to have fun with your ass.” He said and kissed her lips.

Angela looked into his eyes and could only see a blank evil dead stare. She wiggled and squirmed and tried to break free then sent her knee crashing in to his balls.

“Ugghh!” Black Ice grunts in pain but he didn’t release his grip from around her neck.

“You fucking Bitch!” He yelled as he punched her in the face repeatedly.

“Ahhhh! Ahhhh! Her screams were muffled by his giant hand around her neck, cutting off her air supply.

Black Ice punched her in the nose, breaking it and causing a gush of blood to run out. Then he punched her in the temple as he released his grip. Angela only could see tiny bright stars and darkness as she hit the sidewalk curb hard. Then she felt her body being drug on the ground then picked up in to the air and toss into a van.

“Ugghh! Ouchh!” Angela moaned in pain.

Her face was swollen and her nose was broken.

She opened her eyes to see five more women crying in the corner of the van before she lost consciousness.

Chapter 18

Kristine ran out of tears from crying so much.

She has lost count of how many men that has been up inside her. Her facial expression balled up in pain as she wanted to cry, but there were no water in her eyes left to do so as the light skin man pump in and out of her as fast as he could like a jack hammer.

The henchman quickly jumped out of her as Black Ice entered the room. Black Ice looked down at Kristine’s naked body. She looked up at him with fear and hate.

“So you have been here for a while now and still refusing to smoke crack huh? Normally I would have chopped your head off right away and fed you to my hyenas, but I guess you figured out that I need you huh?

But you’re never leaving here alive without being cracked out or pregnant. I got something for your ass bitch.” Black Ice said as a henchman passed him a full faced gas mask and a crack pipe full of hard white crack cocaine.

“You can do what you want to me. I’m not smoking that shit and my father will find you, you fucking monster.” Kristine said in a weak voice.

“Hahahaha!” Black Ice evil laughter echoed throughout the room as he looked at three of his henchmen.

“Now!” He said.

One of the henchmen held her hands and a next one held her feet. Then the naked one that was just inside of her climbed back on top of her and spit on the tip of his dick and slid back inside of her.

Black Ice bent down in front of her face then held the lighter to the crack pipe then blew in into the gas mask making the smoke get stuck in there. He repeated this five times. His evil grin spread across his face. Kristine’s eyes opened wide moving her head from side to side trying to stop him from placing the gas mask onto her face. He strapped the gas mask onto the back of her head and there was no use in her fighting back. Her body felt too weak and her hands and feet were being held down.

“No!” She screamed. Then tries to hold her breath as the gas mask covered her whole face and all she could see and taste was thick white crack smoke.

Black Ice grabbed her neck choking her.

“Fuck her harder!” He ordered his henchman that was pounding in and out of her.

Kristine was unable to breathe.

“Uuuhhh!” She gasps for air as Black Ice release his grip taking in all the white crack smoke into her lungs.

“No!” She moaned as her head spin and her eyes popped open wide from the crack running through her system.

Black Ice stood up and watched grinning while his men had their way with her.

“Hey boss.” Tiwan said behind him.

“Yeah, what is it?” Black Ice said while still watching the show.

“We have a problem and I think it’s better if I show you.”

Black Ice turned around and shook his head at Tiwan and followed him out of the room. They entered the room with over ninety women of different ages from sixteen to sixty of different races chained to the wall.

Some, smoking crack, others getting raped by henchmen.

Tiwan led him to three women who were unchained lying on their backs and legs spread wide open with a puddle of blood underneath them. He looked closely to see a dead fetus in front of each woman. Then one of the babies started moving and crying.

“You’re never supposed to keep them here that long to give birth, you dog shit. And the baby there is going through withdrawals and dying for a hit of crack.

Hahahaha!” He said then laughed.

Then his facial expression balled up in anger.

“When death comes, there’s life.” He said as his mind raced and then he walked off.

“What should I do with them?” Tiwan shouted.

“Feed them to the damn hyenas, all of them.”

Black Ice replied.

“What? Wait, but one of the babies is still alive.

I’m not feeding it to them damn creatures!” Tiwan shouted back and knew he made a mistake.

Black Ice stopped in his tracks and turned back around and walked over to him and without saying a word he pulled out his six inch knife that curved at the tip and sliced off Tiwan’s left ear.

“Ahhh! Ahhh!” Tiwan hollered in agonizing pain.

Black Ice picked his ear up off the floor and talked into it.

“Maybe you didn’t fucking hear me. I said pick up the fucking baby and have the men drag those bitches into the hyena’s room and stop screaming like a weak bitch!” Black Ice said as he yelled into the ear and threw it back at Tiwan.

Black Ice grabbed the crying new born baby up off the floor by his legs and looked at his men. They grabbed the three barely alive women who just had given birth and dragged them following Black Ice to a large steel door. He pressed a code into the keypad and the door popped open, then he entered the room. The room was pitch black and filled with bright red eyes and a high pitched laughter. The laughter stopped as soon as Black Ice entered. He grins with his devilish smile as he tossed the new born baby into the air towards the group of red eyes. The baby cried then it quickly came to a stop as a hyena tore it apart. The henchmen dragged the barely alive three women who just gave birth into the room and ran for the door, but only three made it out of the room as the hyenas devoured the three women and the giant hyena named Death snatched one of the henchmen and carried him away screaming into the darkness.

“Ahhh! Ahhh!” His scream echoed out of the room until he choked on his own blood and his bones were crushed.

Black Ice lit a cigarette mixed with crack. He inhaled and exhaled the smoke while stuck in a daze watching the hyenas devour and rip the three women’s bodies apart.

“I could never get tired of watching them eat.”

He said out loud.

Tiwan held the side of his face with his left ear in his hand, squatting down in pain as he watched in horror as his men carry the two dead fetuses and toss them into the hyena’s room as well.

Black Ice turned his head and their eyes locked as he smiled and blew smoke from his nostrils.

Chapter 19

Lawana looked at her own stomach and touched it, then sighs as she looked at the glass crack pipe and the crack on the table.

“Damn I got to stop this shit.” She said out loud to herself as her body shakes, and the urge to smoke crack called her.

She looked at Tanya sitting on the black couch only wearing a green bra with matching lace boy shorts.

Smoking a blunt mixed with weed and crack.

“You’re not even going to try to quit, are you Tanya?”

“Nope, why should I! The drugs are the only thing that eases the pain. Tanya replied.

“I already told you that you’re pregnant. We both need to slow down this can’t be healthy for us or the babies. I know it’s hard because that shit is calling me right now, my body hurts, my bones ache.” Lawana said as tears slowly ran down her cheeks and she grabs the glass crack pipe.

Her facial expression balled up as she cried hysterically while stuffing the pipe with small pieces of crack and held the lighter to the tip and inhaled the thick white smoke, letting it rush to her lungs and through her system.

“Mmmm!” She moans as her head spins and her body stops aching as her yearnings were craved.

“See, what’s the point of trying to fight it? You can’t, I know I can’t. I won’t even try too.” Tanya said as she took another pull of her blunt.

“That’s because I believe that your little young ass is really starting to like it here and enjoy smoking this mess.” Lawana said and sat down next to her on the couch with the glass pipe in her hand stuffed with crack.

“Ummm, Lawana I think something is wrong with me because I do like it.”

“What the hell do you mean you do like it?”