Hated by Many, Loved by None 3 (9 page)

Karma was a bitch and I believed in the saying
“what goes around comes around.” That shit was nothing but the truth. I had fucked Imran over and now I was suffering the consequences, but I only hope that this shit didn’t last long. I either wanted to die soon or get some type of pleasure from it. I could only remember feeling happy about this whole lick we pulled for all of twenty-four hours. Everything just seemed to go completely downhill from there. I don’t know what the fuck I was thinking about, but then again I didn’t think Imran would recover, and thought that if he did, he wouldn’t have recovered so quickly. He’d bounced back way faster than I’d expected and came hard as hell.

My body jumped at the sound of the car door opening and Chino
’s voice filling the inside. I opened my mouth to speak, but before the words could even come out, venom spit from Chino’s lips, “Was you able to grab my shit without Rain asking any questions? I should’ve told you to kill that bitch before…,” and suddenly he stopped speaking.

“
Bro, that what I was trying to tell you on the phone, but you kept cutting me off. I was in the house grabbing it when somebody came in. Heard a little commotion going on downstairs and come to find out it was Rain and some nigga. A few shots were fired and next thing you know I had to knock Rain the fuck out…she’s in the back,” Ray explained to him.

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What the fuck you mean she’s in-” Chino looked over the seat and looked me dead in my eyes. I was so hurt to see how cold and uncompassionate his stare was. I knew that he wasn’t in love with me, but I had assumed that we were heading towards that way. I had sacrificed so much to be with him. Betrayed Yurie, killed his snitching best friend Stash, robbed Imran, and then turned around and killed Yurie—at least Yurie loved me.

How the fuck could he do me like this after all I had done for him?
I asked myself as I felt the hot tears that streamed down my face, burning the few open cuts that I had.

“
Fuck did you bring her for? You should’ve just killed that bitch! And who the fuck is this nigga you talking about that was with her?” Chino asked so coldly.

“
I don’t know. I went downstairs looking for him, looked all over the house and he was gone,” Ray told him.

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See that’s why I refused to put my trust into her grimy ass! She probably had that nigga there to try and set me up. Look how she did Yurie. I know like hell, she had plans to do me the same way. Not today baby! Not to-” Chino looked back at me as he rubbed his hands together. “day.”

“
I really loved you,” I said just above a whisper.

“
What you say?” Chino leaned over as to hear me better.

“
I said I really loved you Chino. I was down for you,” I said sincerely as more pain fell from my eyes.

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Bitch you down for your muthafuckin’ self. ‘Preciate all you did, but I don’t need you anymore,” Chino chuckled and fired up a cigarette. “The first vacant lot or something like it you come across, pull the fuck over so we can get rid of her ass. Can’t believe you brought this bitch along.”

I closed my eyes as I laid across the seat and just cried. I prayed that I had a chance to die before
Ray had a chance to kill me.

I had followed the SUV all the way from the hood that the driver took me to and now to what looked to be an abandoned lot. It looked like an old strip mall that had eventually gone out of business. There was graffiti tatted across the walls, broken windows wherever there ’weren’t boards, trash all over the lot, and broken bottles scattered about.

I passed up the lot that they’d pulled into and drove across the street where I still had a good view. I parked the ride in a space and killed the lights so that they wouldn’t see me. I really needed to get my hands on a pistol so that I could dead all this extra shit that I was doing. Following niggas like I was a fucking undercover was getting old.

I was tired and in need of some pain medication badly. I knew I shouldn’t have left that hospital before it was time, but of course I wasn’t expecting to be chasing after Rain and these niggas for my shit. My entire chest felt like a cup of acid had been tossed onto it. I knew that I wouldn’t be able to go much longer before I passed out from the pain, so I had to figure something out and quick. This shit here was for the birds. 

I squinted my eyes once the driver side door to the SUV came open and watched as the driver stepped out and walked to the backdoor. He pulled the door opened and yanked Rain out as if she was as light as a feather. He dragged her a few feet away from the car and quickly removed his pistol that was tucked on his waist.

Fuck maybe her ass was telling the truth. Shit!

I tapped my hands against the steering wheel wondering what the hell I was gonna do. If she had been telling the truth this whole time, I would hate to sit here and watch her be executed when I could’ve done something to stop it. Thinking quickly, I laid on the horn.

HONK! HONNNNNNNKKK! HONNNNNNNK!

I watched as the shooter quickly tucked his pistol and looked around in confusion. His eyes roamed the lot and of course he didn’t see anyone. He took his pistol back out and pointed it at the back of Rain’s head. Again, I laid on the horn. 

HONK! HONNNNNNNKKK! HONNNNNNNK!

His big ass jumped like he’d been startled and placed his pistol back in his waistband. The second guy that was waiting in the passenger seat, jumped out and waved him over to the SUV. The big guy shook his head no and began looking around again. Finally, he’d spotted my car in the parking lot across from them.

Fuck!

I let out a deep breath and hoped that nigga didn’t come over here fucking with me. I didn’t have enough strength to take his big ass on. I knew, just by sight, he would fuck me up and wouldn’t even have to try that hard.

I weighed my options on what my next move should be. I could either run, or stay and face whatever them niggas brought my way. Rain told me that she’d robbed me cause she had no other choice, but I didn’t believe her ass cause it seemed like she was always scheming. She wasn’t always like this. When I’d first met her, I thought I had the perfect girl on my arm. She was smart, sexy, and was always ready to prove why she needed to be on my arm.

She knew what I did and took the time to understand it, rather than to judge me on it. I respected her for that. She never whined about me being in the streets for too long or not spending enough time with her. She was always on her wifey duties, cooking and cleaning for a nigga. I had a prize in Rain; she was the perfect trophy wife until it all went wrong.

Everything had started to fall apart. She wa
s no longer keeping herself up, home cooked meals were becoming rare, and my money stash just kept getting lighter and lighter. I had never questioned her about any of it, thinking she was just stressing and wasn’t ready to talk to me about any of it. When I found out it was drugs, I was completely crushed.

Rain had turned into a mean hateful ass person that I had never seen before when I confronted her about it. She acted like what she was doing was cute and like I should’ve been honored to have a crack head on my arm. She was boasting about how she’d been stealing
money and drugs from me for months and how stupid I was for not even noticing. After that, I couldn’t wait to get rid of her, but the aftermath of what she had done to me was long lasting. I only dated women here and there after she ran off. It wasn’t until I ran into Jahzara that I was ready to get over the heart break that Rain caused me and become serious again. Sadly, it had been another mistake.

The driver of the SUV finally backed away from Rain with his eyes going from me to her and back again. He jogged to the driver’s side door and jumped his big ass in, peeling quickly out of the lot. As they drove passed by where I was, he turned his head and our eyes met. I nodded my head, inviting him over to me. Instead, he smashed the gas and sped off down the street. 

Follow the money or help Rain? What to do? What to do?

I looked to see which way they were going and noted that they’d taken a right at the stop light. Putting the car in reverse, I backed out of the spot I was in and rushed across the street. I shook my head and placed the car in park, and then jumped out. Rain was bleeding all over and lightly whimpering. I knelt down and picked her up and placed her in the passenger side seat. I hurried around to the other
side, hoping that I could catch up to them cats before they got too far away, but I knew it was useless. They knew these streets far better than me and would be long gone by time I even made it out of this lot and to the light.

“Fuck!” I cursed, wondering why I always had to be the good guy.

“Rain, where is that pistol that you took from me?” Imran asked me as I slowly opened my eyes.

“Can you take me to a hospital? I’m just in so much pain, Imran,” I said slowly.

“Man, I’m trying to catch up to these fools you were with. I’m naked out here,” Imran said and reached over and grabbed my hand. “I’ll take you to the hospital later after I get my money back.”

“They’re gonna kill me Imran. I’m so sorry,” I cried.

I covered my face with my hands and cried like a little baby. I was so hurt by the way that Chino had done me and couldn’t believe that I didn’t see it coming. It was like I just couldn’t seem to do anything right in my damn life.

Ever since my early teens, I’d always been a damn fuck up, making all the wrong decisions. Imran didn’t deser
ve for me to do him like this. He’d always been there for me. Even when I came to him on some set up shit, he took me in and tried to help me and he didn’t even have to do that. He had reached out because he thought I was sick from drugs and all I wanted to do was destroy him.

I was I was so bitter about the way he’d abandoned me at the rehab center years ago that I couldn’t even see past that. I couldn’t even see that it was for my own good and that he was only trying to help me. He’d paid for the entire thing and dropped me off and told me to get the help that I needed.

Instead of seeing that as a good thing, I only saw the bad in it all. I saw it as being the worst thing that ever happened to me and instead of me loving him for that, I hated Imran. I wanted him to suffer so badly and it ended up being the worse mistake of my life. After all that shit I had done to him, trying to bring him down, he ends up being the one to help me out of this situation.

Why did I do this to him?

“Nah, I’m not gonna let them kill you Rain. I just need you to help me get up with them and I need that pistol. You still have it or not?”

“No, Ray took it from me. Can we just go to the hospital? I promise, I will give you all the information you need on Chino and Ray. I promise if you get me some help, I will help you get your money back and help you bring them niggas down. Tha
t’s my word. I’m in so much agony right now. My body feels like it’s on fire and if I can’t get no help, then just please kill me right now. I rather be dead then to continue to feel like this.”

“You need to get off them fucking drugs and stay off that shit, Rain. You’re not the same person when you’re on that shit. You might not see that, but the people around you that know better, know that ain’t you,” Imran said to me.

“Imran, I haven’t done drugs in three years. I’ve been clean since you dropped me off at rehab.”

“Don’t start that lying shit. When I picked you up, your ass was sick as hell going through withdrawals.”

I decided to take this opportunity to be completely honest with Imran. The way I see it, he could either kill me knowing that I haven’t been telling him the truth or he could keep me around. I was hoping that he would let me make it since he needed me to get back at Chino.

It would be risky as hell, but I felt it was the right thing to do. Imran didn’t have to pick me up out of that parking lot. He could’ve chased behind his money and said fuck me, but and he didn’t do that so it was only right that I kept it one-hundred with him from here on out.

“Imran, when you dropped me off at that rehab place, I don’t think you know how hurt I was. I was devastated. I felt like somebody else I loved was doing me wrong, was leaving me, or abandoning me as if I was nothing. I stayed at the rehab long enough for me to get that shit out my system and I left there with so much hate in my heart for you.

I vowed that that would be the last time I touched drugs and I promised myself that I would make you pay for doing me like that. I didn’t wanna look at what you did as a good thing, I just felt neglected, and I felt like you needed to pay for doing me like that.

When I got to Maryland, I hooked up with my dude, Yurie, and chilled with him for a while whenever I wasn’t at my aunt’s. He was a hustler and he wasn’t really getting no money. I had got so accustomed to you that I felt like I had downgraded.” I explained to him.

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Anyway, one day he introduced me to his connect Chino and that’s when everything all started. I wanted to be with Chino so bad cause I felt like it was the perfect one to replace you in my heart. He was getting money on a major scale and he had his shit together unlike Yurie.