Loving Angel (36 page)

“
I’ll leave him and come be with you I promise.” I would have said anything to prevent him from raping me.

He laughed.
“Do I look stupid to you?”

He prevented me from responding by kissing me hard. I clamped my lips together and tried turning my head to the side but he used his hands to keep it steady. When he realized he wasn
’t going to get any enjoyment from kissing me because I wouldn’t open my mouth he moved on to my neck.

He sucked on the skin so hard I was sure he was leaving marks. More tears came to my eyes and wouldn
’t stop coming. He was making my skin crawl and I wanted to push him off me but was afraid he would choke me again.

He ripped the buttons off my dress and tore it from my body. My bra was also no match for him and ended up the floor with the dress. He looked at my breast salivating as he squeezed them.

“Damn these are perfect,” he said before he sucked one of my nipples in his mouth.

I c
ouldn’t keep down the gore I felt rising once I felt his lips and tongue laving my nipples as he molded my breast. I pushed him off me as I vomited all over the bed. He didn’t get away fast enough and some of my puke caught him.

“
What the fuck!” he exclaimed as a dark look came over his face.

He grabbed me by the hair and started delivering punches to my face and body. I tried fighting back but I was no match for him. He sent a really hard hit to my stomach that knocked the breath right out of me. I felt as if he was about to kill me and he probably would have if his phone didn
’t ring and interrupt the beating he was putting on me.

He got his phone from his back pocket and answered
it leaving me lying on the bed beaten, bruised and bloody. Both my eyes were swollen shut and my lips were busted. When I tried moving I felt an excruciating pain in my stomach area which meant some of my rips were broken or I was losing my baby or both. Silent tears ran down my face and my throat was sore from all the screaming I had been doing while he was beating me.

I didn
’t hear Boss’s short conversation because I was in too much pain to pay attention, but whatever the person he spoke to said must have been important because he left with a promise to return later as soon has he got off the phone.

I prayed that by the time he got back I would be long gone, but by the way I was feeling I didn
’t know how that was going to possible.

CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR

TYGA

I sat in the back of the car lookin
g through the window at the scenery as it went by. I felt like I was losing my mind. If it wasn’t one thing it was another. I had my brother lying in a hospital bed with bullet holes in his body, a war in the streets that was costing me the lives of my soldiers and now my wife was missing and I didn’t have a clue where to find her.

It had been almost twenty-four hours since anyone had spoken to her and my gut kept telling me Kitsune had something to do with her disappearance. It didn
’t matter to me that when I called his bitch ass he swore he didn’t have anything to do with her going missing. I wasn’t beefing with anyone else so it had to be him. So since he hit me where my heart hurt I was about to hit him back where his heart hurt also and if he didn’t give me what I wanted I was going to let his heart bleed like mine was bleeding.

Dwayne
pulled over in the driveway of a house in the Bronx we use to trap in. Delco and I got out the van and made our way to the door. He knocked and Lux let us in after checking to make sure it was us.

“
Where is she?” I asked him as soon as he locked the door.

“
In the back; Biz is watching her.”

I made my way to the back room and opened the door.  Biz was sitting on the bed messing around on his phone while our guest was sitting in a
chair with her hands and feet bound to it. She had tears running down her wrinkled cheeks and was making muffled sounds behind her gag.

Earlier I had had Lux and Biz snatch Kit
’s mother up while she was in bed sleeping. I didn’t usually involve people’s family in the mix when I had beef with them, but my girl was missing and I would do anything and everything to get her back. Angel is my heart and can’t even imagine having to live life without her.

“
Where’s the burn out I asked you to get Delco?”

“
Right here,” he replied after retrieving it from his pocket.

I took it from him and took a picture of Kit
’s mom crying and tied to the chair and sent it to his phone. Not even a minute later he was calling.

“
I see you got my text,” I said by way of greeting.

“
What the fuck nigga! You’ve got my mother?” he shouted.

“
You have something important to me and now I have something important to you.”

“
Mother fucker I done told you I ain’t got your bitch. What the fuck. You better not hurt my mama or I swear to god you’ll regret it.”

“
The only one who’ll regret anything is you if you don’t stop playing games and admit you got my woman. The only way you don’t have her is if you already killed her and if she’s dead not only am I going to put three bullets in your mama’s head when I’m done with her I’m going for your sister and nephews and I won’t stop until your entire family is dead.”

“
Blood-clothe listen and listen good. I ain’t got your god damn bitch and if you don’t release my mama I’m about to start snatching up your family members and I won’t stop until I get my mama back.”

I wasn
’t worried about him getting to anyone for me because I already had Angel’s and my family members who couldn’t defend themselves hidden away and I had john watching over my brother at the hospital.

“
Call me back when you want to exchange my girl for your mom.” I hung up before he could reply. I turned off the phone while it was in the midst of ringing from Kit calling back.

“
What did he say?” Delco asked.

I sighed in frustration.
“He keeps insisting he ain’t got Angel.”

“
You think he’s telling the truth?”

“
He knows I got his mother and I’ll murk her ass if he has my girl and won’t return her. I don’t think he’d risk his mother’s life so he would go for the exchange if he had Angel, unless he already killed her.”

The constant head ache I had from all the stress I was going through seemed to be getting worse by the hour. I felt like someone was taking a hammer to my head.

“I think you should wait a couple hours before you call him back. Let him stew and think about things,” Biz advised. I had almost forgotten he was in the room. He was such a quiet nigga. He only spoke when he had something important to say.

“
I think that might be a good idea,” Delco cosigned.

Since Delco and Biz thought I should
give Kit some time before I called him back I went home to take a shower and lay down for a minute. My head wouldn’t stop hurting and I was hoping a couple hours of sleep would help.

It took me over an hour to fall asleep and I don
’t know how long I was asleep when I heard the doorbell ringing. I got off the couch with my nine in hand and went to answer the door. It was Boss and I was wondering what he was doing at my house. He had been behaving himself lately and spending time with Chance at hospital but I still didn’t trust his ass.

“
What are you doing here?”

“
I dropped by to get some stuff for baby bro. They removed his breathing tube and he asked me to come get some comic books, magazines and his IPad from his room.”

“
Go ahead and get those,” I said moving out his way.

He entered the house and locked the door.
“Mina called me and told me Angel is missing.”

I sat on the couch rubbing my palms against my scalp. The sleep helped a bit but I still wasn
’t feeling one hundred. I don’t think I’d feel complete until I got my wife back. “Yeah she’s missing,” I confirmed.

“
Damn, that nigga Kitsune not playing; He’s snatching people’s family and shit instead of keeping the beef in the streets.”

“
If he doesn’t return my woman he’ll find the war at his doorsteps too.”

“
I feel that. Let me know if you need me for anything. We may have our differences but at the end of the day we’re still family.”

“
I appreciate that.”

He went and got the things from Chance
’s room that he stopped by for and then left.

I checked the clock and it was after one in the afternoon, I didn
’t even realize I had slept that long. I went to my bedroom to get dressed so that I could hit the streets. I hated the sight of the room I shared with Angel. Everything in it reminded me of her. I felt like someone was taking a knife to my guts every time I looked at something that belonged to her and that’s why I slept on the couch.

I was grabbing my towel from the back of the bathroom door to dry my face when I accidentally snatched her rope. It still had her scent all over it. I held it to my nose and absorbed that fruity scent that I loved so much. I don
’t even know when I started crying. One minute I was holding her robe to my nose the next I was kneeling on the bathroom floor bawling like a little bitch clutching the damn thing in my fist. I don’t think I could live without her. And I swore Harlem would be flooded with nothing but blood if I didn’t get her back.

CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE

ANGEL

I was in complete agony. There wasn’t a place on my body that didn’t hurt. The pain was so unbearable I could hardly breathe. I tried sitting up and I think I passed out from the pain. When I came to I tried rolling over instead, with the intention of rolling off the bed and crawling to the door, but I didn’t fare any better and screamed out in anguish before passing out again.

I must have been out for a while because it was the slamming of
the bedroom door that woke me. As his footsteps moved towards the bed I kept my eyes closed praying he’d leave me alone thinking I was asleep.

“
Don’t even try pretending you’re sleeping. I saw your body jerk when I slammed the door.” His voice was full of laughter. “Do you want me to come wake you up with a kiss?”

My eyes shot open because I was that scared of him touching me again. He smiled and sat beside me massaging my bare leg and causing me to flinch which caused
more pain.

His hand moved up my thigh before he pulled it away suddenly with a curse.
“You’re fucking bleeding.” He shot off the bed and pushed me over onto my back while I moaned feebly. “Damn, you bled all over the bed. I think you lost that little bastard.” He shook his head woefully. “Now I have to wait until you completely expel that shit before I can get some pussy.”

I couldn
’t even be happy I was getting a temporary reprieve on him raping me; I was too caught up in the anguish I felt learning I had lost my baby. Silent tears rolled from my eyes. I didn’t think I could feel a hate so great as the one I felt for Boss at the moment. A lot of people had done me a lot of shit in life and I never felt that all-encompassing need to see them suffer until I ended their life but I was currently feeling that way about him.

He killed my baby and if nothing else I knew I had to survive even if it was just until I exacted my revenge.

“I saw your husband today,” he smirked. “That fool doesn’t have a clue I’m the one that has you. I don’t understand why pops thought he was so smart. That nigga is has dumb as a box of rocks. After all the shit I did to him and he still doesn’t know I’m the one making his life a living hell.”

He took his seat on the bed once again but this time on the edge far away from me and the bloody puddle I was lying in.

“I’m sure you’re wondering what I’m talking about.” He looked at me as though he expected me to reply. I put my most pitiful look on my face, which wasn’t hard to accomplish, and prayed he wouldn’t bother with me and just continue talking.

When I didn
’t respond he went on with his monologue. “Let me see where I should begin.” He had a thoughtful look on his face for a moment. “Yes, it all started when my brother went to prison. I was the one who planted that gun in his car because I wanted to get rid of him for a little while. I wanted to prove to pops that I could do a better job than Tyga at his right hand. But even after all the time I spent proving myself while Tyga was gone pops still reinstated him when he returned and then had the nerve to make that motherfucker head of the family. That’s when I hired those cats to try and kill him in that drive- by, but that nigga still came out on top and even killed my best friend for the shooting.”