Boss Bitch (Bitch Series) (3 page)

“What the fuck happened?”
I kept asking as I

slightly opened my eyes. When I turned to see who was standing over me, I could barely move my head. If I did, it felt as if someone was bashing me with a baseball bat. The pain was excruciating.

“Don’t try to move,” I heard a familiar voice say. As my vision became clear I recognized the face to be Lorenzo.

“Where am I?”

“You’re at the hospital.”

“The hospital?” I asked feeling confused. “Why, what happened?”

“I don’t know all the details but from what Genesis told me, you, Quentin and Nico were ambushed at his house. When Quentin was trying to protect you, the back of your head hit a stone or something and it knocked you out cold. The doctor said you have a concussion. You don’t remember anything?”

“It’s all so blurry. I remember all of us walking out the house . . . oh gosh,” I said putting my hand on my head as the throbbing pain kicked back in.

“Are you okay?” Lorenzo wanted to know as he took my other hand and held it. “Do you want me to get the doctor?”

“Not right now. The pain is going in and out. I’m okay. So what about Nico and Quentin, are they fine?”

“Nico is fine but Quentin . . . ” Lorenzo paused and didn’t say anything.

“What about Quentin?”

“I don’t want you getting yourself worked up.”

“Lorenzo, tell me what happened to Quentin. He’s not dead is he?” I asked as my voice trembled. I was afraid to ask the question but I wanted to know.

“No he isn’t dead but it’s not looking good. He had to get surgery yesterday to remove the bullet and is in ICU.”

“This all happened yesterday? Who has my son?”

“Yes this all went down yesterday. But your son is fine. From what I heard, Nico called Supreme and told him what happened. He’s out of town but he’s on his way back so he had his parents go stay with Xavier.”

“Oh good. I still can’t believe Quentin might not make it. Because he was trying to save my life he might lose his. I felt like crying but my head was hurting too bad so all I could do was shed tears on the inside for my father.

“Quentin is a soldier; we’re all hoping he pulls through. But I need you to try and stay calm. I’ma go get the doctor.”

“Lorenzo,” I called out as he was walking out. “Thank you for being here when I woke up.”

“There was no other place I wanted to be.” Before I could get lost in my thoughts Genesis came in.

“Genesis, is Quentin any better?”

“Nico is in the ICU now talking to his doctor. How are you?”

“Alive, which is a blessing. What’s going on, why were we ambushed and by who?”

“A war has been brewing for a few months now but we weren’t prepared for this. If we lose Quentin behind this bullshit I might be done with this game for good but not before I murk everybody that had something to do with this.”

“Does the killing ever stop? I’m so tired of being surrounded by death. It’s like I can’t escape it.”

“Precious, I’m so sorry you’ve gotten caught up in the middle of this. This isn’t your war to fight but it’s always the innocent that gets hurt.”

“You don’t have to apologize to me, Genesis, I might be the victim in this particular situation but you and I both know I’m far from innocent. Right now I’m worried about Quentin. And what about you, Nico and Lorenzo?”

“We’ve beefed up security.”

“I hate this is happening. I can’t believe I’m saying this but maybe it’s good Aaliyah is in jail. She might be safer there. You know when a war breaks out, one of the first things the enemy does is go after loved ones. Aaliyah is Nico’s only living relative, she would no doubt be a prime target.”

“I promise you whether Aaliyah is in or out of jail we will not let anything happen to her. We’ll protect her, Precious. I don’t want you to worry about that.”

“Genesis, I’ve been in the game for a very long time and honestly I don’t believe I’ve ever left it. And one thing we both know, is that’s a promise that is impossible to keep.”

“Then I’ll die trying.”

Before I could respond to Genesis, we both turned towards the door when we heard Nico come in. “Precious, you’re awake.”

“Yes, how’s Quentin?”

“The surgery went well but the doctor doesn’t know if or when Quentin will wake up. All of us just have to pray that he makes it.”

“He has to make it. You know how close Aaliyah is to Quentin. She’s going to go crazy when she finds out what happened to him.”

“I know. But that’s why we have to get her out so she can be with her grandfather.”

“Get her out . . . yes there might be a way to get Aaliyah out! It’s coming back to me now. Before we walked out the house Quentin was telling us about a way we might be able to clear Aaliyah’s name and get her out of jail. Nico, we have to go,” I said pulling the blanket off of me and trying to get out of bed.

“Precious, what are you doing?” Genesis said in concern, grabbing my arm.

“You’re not going anywhere but back in the bed,” Nico demanded, coming around to the other side to help hold me up. I was light headed and felt I could fall over any minute.

“But we have to follow up on that lead.”

“Mrs. Mills, what are you doing out of the bed?” I looked up at the doctor who was standing in front of Lorenzo. My eyes darted to his and I could see he wanted to ask me the same thing but remained quiet because Nico was in the room.

“I need to get dressed and check out. I have some very important things I need to take care of.”

“They’ll have to wait. You suffered a severe concussion and you’re lucky you can stand up at all. You need to stay in the hospital and be monitored for at least the next couple of days.”

“That’s impossible!”

“This isn’t up for negotiation. If you leave this hospital right now, there is a chance you can walk out of here and die. We need to wait until all your test have come back and make sure there isn’t any permanent damage to your brain.”

“Precious, please listen to the doctor,” Genesis pleaded. “You won’t be any good to Aaliyah if you’re dead.”

“Fine. But Nico don’t make any moves without me,” I huffed.

“Nico, let me talk to you for a minute in the hallway,” Genesis said after they finished helping me get back in the bed.

“Sure, we’ll be back in a minute, Precious. Try not to take your frustration out on the good doctor while we’re gone.”

“Funny,” I countered as the doctor began checking my vitals.

“You know everybody is right. I know you want to help your daughter but you have to get better first.”

“Lorenzo, I’m not in the mood for a lecture.”

“I’m not trying to give you one. I just want you to get better. You need to get some rest and I know you have some calls to make so I’ll be going.”

“Wait, are you coming back?”

“Only if you want me to.”

“I’ll call you later.” Lorenzo nodded his head and left. I knew when he made the statement about making calls he was referring to Supreme. But he was my husband and of course I had to speak to him.

“Mrs. Mills, everything seems to be fine but you need to get some rest. I’ll be back later to check up on you but of course if you need anything a nurse will be right in.”

“Thank you but I’m sure I’ll be fine. Before you go can you please hand me my purse off the chair?”

“Sure.” After the doctor handed me my purse and left I reached inside for my phone.

“Fuck, my battery is dead.” I decided to try and call Supreme from the phone in my room but I doubted he would answer since he wouldn’t recognize the number. His phone rang several times before going to voicemail. I left him a detailed message asking him to call me back as soon as possible.

“The doctor said everything is looking good,” Nico said when him and Genesis came back in my room.

“Yeah, does that mean I’ll be able to get the hell out of here tomorrow?”

“Precious, I know this is asking a lot but please try to relax.”

“You want to help me to relax, get me a damn charger for my phone.”

“You got an iPhone right?”

“Yes, I’ll get that for you. But so you know I did call Supreme and Xavier is with his grandparents.”

“Thanks I appreciate that,” I smiled not letting Nico know Lorenzo already told me.

“Do you need anything else,” Genesis asked. “Food, magazines, books?”

“Thanks for asking but I’m good for now.”

“We’re going to have a security guard posted outside your room at all times so don’t worry you’re protected.”

“Thank you, Genesis. I’ll let you” . . . before I could finish my sentence the phone started ringing. “This is probably Supreme calling me back.”

“You take your call, we’ll be back later.”

“Thank you both for everything,” I said, before answering the phone. “Hello.”

“How are you?”

“Pretty good. Are you back?”

“Not yet.”

“What are you waiting on?”

“This business I had to handle is taking a lot longer than I expected. But Xavier is good. He’s with my parents.”

“What about me?”

“You said you’re good.”

“I guess it’s crazy for me to think my husband

would want to be with me while I’m in the hospital.”

“Precious, even if I was in town there’s

nothing I could do for you anyway.”

“How about give me your support.”

“You have my support. How is Quentin?”His surgery went fine but he’s in ICU. I’m worried about him.”

“So am I. Quentin is a good man. He didn’t deserve that.”

“I know. So you’ll be back tonight?”

“Hopefully.”

“Hopefully! Supreme, there is so much going on right now. I need you.”

“Precious, I’m trying to handle some very important business. As soon as I’m done I’ll be home. I’ll call you later on to check on you. I love you . . . bye.”

“Bye.” When I hung up the phone all I felt was despair. My daughter was in jail, my father was barely clinging on to his life and my husband seemed to be slipping away more and more each day. I decided to call Xavier because I knew hearing his sweet voice would make this dark cloud over me disappear. But right as I was dialing the number the devil herself stepped in my room.

“Precious, I’m so glad to see you’re doing better. I was concerned.”

“Maya, what the hell are you doing here and why in the hell did the security let you in my room?”

“I’m your sister. Of course they let me see you, we’re family.”

“Can’t you go torture somebody else . . . I can’t deal with you right now.”

“I’m not here to torture you. I was devastated to hear that not only was my sister in the hospital but my father was shot and is in critical condition. We need to put our differences aside and come together right now. Our father would want that.”

“Maya, I’m just starting to get over my concussion if I have to continue this conversation with you I might end up in a permanent coma.”

“You shouldn’t joke about something so serious, Precious.”

“I’m not joking, I’m being very serious. I’m supposed to be resting and you bring out the very worse in me. So if you’re truly concerned about my well-being then leave.”

“Our father would want me to be here with you . . . you know to show my support. Speaking of support where is Supreme?”

“Don’t worry about where Supreme is at. None of us is any of your business.”

“I understand why you’re being so hostile. Because of you our father may die. He was trying to protect the daughter who constantly turned him away. That must be a heavy burden to carry. The guilt must be eating you up,” Maya stated sliding her hair behind her ear. The other side of her mid length bob slightly covered her eye but I could still see the evil lurking. I looked down at her nude pumps with cream slacks and a baby powder blue blouse. She stood there casually dangling her crocodile clutch purse. She even had on a string of pearls to compliment her look. I couldn’t lie her entire appearance was the replica of what an upstanding woman about her business would look like and that shit was scary because the bitch was crazy. Maya was the perfect example of why you should never judge a book by its cover.

“The only thing eating me up is that we’re in a hospital and I can’t muster up enough strength to get up and whoop yo’ ass up out my room. But I’m cool wit’ that because I’ll see you again and your presence is motivating me to get well soon.”

“You do that, my dear sister because with your husband nowhere around and your daughter about to spend the rest of her life in prison, Xavier needs somebody to care for him. It’s such a shame how you used to have it all but now look at you. And to think I used to want to be you. All I can do is shake my head, oh how the mighty has fallen.”

“I see age hasn’t taught you nothing because the harder I fall the stronger I rise. Now get the fuck out my room.”