His Truth Your Nightmare (2 page)

After he saw to it that I was in the car
securely he went around to the driver’s side and let himself in as
well. He readjusted his visor to the position of his liking then
looked over at me. He placed his hand on my inner thigh and stared
at my juicy glossed up lips for a few moments before he reached in
to try and get a kiss.

I placed my hand over his lips then spoke
sweetly, “No, no, bad boy, we are saving all that for when I get to
you into the suite at the hotel.”

Inside I felt disgusted but I kept a smile on
my face to mask what I was really feeling.

“Yo baby I feel you,” was all he replied but
I could tell his ego was bruised a bit.

There was no way I was going to allow him to
place that heat on my mouth. I blew him a kiss instead so that he
could chill out with the sad look and get relaxed again. His eyes
perked up and fluttered with excitement then he squeezed my thigh.
He turned the music up as high as it will go, leaned back and then
took off with his hand still placed on my inner thigh.

I know that I may have appeared to be so
comfortable and cozy with him but on the inside I was really
restless. The anticipation of killing him had my stomach turning
backflips. My evil thoughts started to take over from the
excitement of ridding others of his breath forever. I am going to
enjoy seeing his face while his blood is draining from his body. I
sat back further into the seat to calm myself so he wouldn’t
notice. He was listening to Yo Gotti’s song “Everybody” and the way
he was rapping and all into it the song made me laugh at him. He
looked over at me singing,

“Everybody, everybody
Everybody wanna be a dope boy
Everybody wanna be a coke boy
Everybody got a chopper, everybody getting money
Everybody say they from the hood
Everybody is real but they not
Every bitch say she’s a bad bitch
Everybody on Instagram looking like they mad rich
But they’re not
Everybody say they started from the bottom and then they hit the
top.”

It was so cliché that this fool would be
riding around jamming this like he is straight up one- hundred. If
he would had been then he wouldn’t have a price on his head and he
would never see the likes of me; Lady Death. I am called on when
you have fucked up and I do mean fucked up to the point that my
clients want you to be none existent in this world forever.

It only took us fifteen minutes to get from
Downtown Dallas to the MGM Grand Hotel in Desoto. He sped all the
way to his death. We pulled into the parking lot and he backed into
a space. I didn’t give him time to cut the car off because as soon
as he was finished I hurriedly unbuckled myself then straddled his
lap.

There was no way that I wanted to go anywhere
else with this foul mouth fool. I began to grind on his lap until I
felt his thickness began to rise inch by inch. When I felt it fully
arise a soft moan slipped from between both of our lips followed by
his hands gripping both of my butt cheeks. I bent down towards his
neck then softly licked and sucked it all over. He began massaging
my butt just the way I like and I felt my juice drip on my
thigh.

He was so engrossed with the way I was boning
him that he didn’t even notice when my back stiffened and my
demeanor started to change. I moved the razor from under my tongue
with my tongue then carefully spit it into my hand behind his back.
I sucked his neck once more and he let his head fall back onto the
headrest to give me full action at it. I wasted no time and sliced
him right across his Adam’s apple ripping the flesh at his neck
wide open. He tried to push me out of the way but it was much too
late to do anything to save himself. He looked into my face and his
eyes grew wide as saucers. I wonder if he saw the devil himself as
he looked at me.

His face displayed pure shock and pain while
I’m pretty sure mine held amusement and arousal. I kept my gaze
upon his and did not waiver from it for I was in fear that if I did
I would miss when his soul finally made its withdrawal.

He grabbed at his neck to stop the flow of
blood but his arms started to grow heavy and dropped from his
throat. His body had begun to spasm as if he was a fish taken out
of water. His body was shaking so hard that the friction from his
manhood grinded with my honeypot. At first he was trying to take
quick gasps to catch his breath then it turned to tiny sips. His
eyes glazed over then his mouth fell open.

I continued to watch as the blood spurted out
from the open gash. I got even more excited, my panties were
soaking wet and I had an orgasm so hard that it rocked my soul. I
lifted my shirt then smeared the blood all over my hardened nipples
as I continued to watch the dying man. He was a lot stronger than
the others before him that were in this exact situation plus he
held out a lot longer than I thought he would and for that I was
happy. I appreciated the strength that he displayed because it
allowed us to have awesome foreplay while he was on his last
leg.

I placed my breast upon his chest and an ear
to his mouth so that I could see if he may have still been
breathing. I could feel faint beat of his heart and that aroused me
to the point of no return as my happy ending grew near. The feeling
that comes over me each time I kill sometimes scares me. I am so in
love with making people suffer that I can only hope that I will get
the same enjoyment when it’s my turn to be on the chopping
block.

My sex faces were the last thing he saw
before he breathed his last breath; it was over. I had been so into
my orgasm and his death that I didn’t notice that I was still
grinding on his massive dick that I wish would have been inside of
me.

I must’ve been taking too long with the body
because the next thing I know is the driver’s side door is being
snatched open and my best friend Myst, which is short for
Mysterious, is pulling me out of the car. My bestie knows me all
too well so she knew by the expression on my face that I had gotten
off.

“Truth, you are one sick bitch, I knew yo
nasty ass was over here raping him while he was dying. If you get
some dick then you wouldn’t be doing this. I take that back because
as freaky as you are, you still would.”

We both had to laugh at that because I can be
one freaky little lady.

“Let me make it heifer! You know that I
haven’t gotten any good wood in a minute so you know I’m extra
horny.” I was laughing but serious as hell and we both know it.

I hurriedly got myself together and ran to
the car that she had waiting. When I made it, I reached into the
backseat and grabbed the duffle bag with my change of clothes in
it. I wasn’t worried about anyone being able to identify me because
the parking lot was empty and I was incognito the whole time.

I bet you thought I was slipping huh? Nah,
never that. I snatched off the blonde wig and green contacts then
placed them in a plastic bag. I changed out of my blood soaked
dress then wrapped everything up and placed it in the bag as well.
I wiped as much blood off with the wipes as I could so that I could
be a little decent.

Everything from tonight must be disposed of
even Dollar and his car. I called my boss off of an untraceable
phone and only said one word, “Done.” Nothing more needed to be
said so he hung up right after. While I was changing clothes and
handling business with the boss, Myst had been at the car removing
Dollar’s hands from his corpse so that they can be given to the
client. I don’t know exactly what he did and I really don’t care
but whatever he did pissed off the wrong people.

I went back over to Dollar’s car and placed
explosives all around the vehicle and one on his chest.

“Myst, are you almost done?”

“I will be in just a moment; you can go ahead
and get in the car. I’m right behind you.” She replied as she
finished up what she was doing.

Once Myst had the hands fully removed and
placed into the suitcase she ran to the car. We drove two blocks up
but not too far from the hotel that we wouldn’t be able to see the
explosion then I pressed the detonator. There was a loud boom, the
Benz flew up in the air in a blazing fire and then we heard a loud
crash. We watched for a few minutes and the flames and smoke danced
in the night air. When we had seen enough we split. No witnesses
and no evidence.

Slap, slap, “Wake yo bitch ass up playboy!
Infamous hand me that bottle of acid off the table.”

I smirked wickedly at this snake while I
spoke to my brother through gritted teeth. Infamous has always
loved this side of me even though sometimes I hate it. His face
displayed an evil grin as if he was proud that I brought this fool
to the chamber. Murking this fake nigga is going to awaken
something that lives deep within me that I have a hard time getting
rid of. We all know there are two sides to every coin but my other
side can be very vicious. If unleashed then there’s no telling what
will happen. The worst part about letting Dark out, is watching
what goes down and having no control over the actions. It’s like
I’m sleep even though I’m wide awake.

This place that we’re in is Dark’s sanctuary
because here he can do whatever demented thing that’s on his mind
to his victims. Today the chamber is filled with my closet
partners. Everyone stood along the walls watching the scene unfold
like it’s a movie. The chamber is located inside a mortuary that I
bought for no more than a few pennies when the owner died. His
daughter said that she could not stand the profession and wanted
nothing to do with the business. That was music to my ears because
I knew I could make good use of it since there will always be a
snake in the grass lurking especially when you get the type of
money I’m getting.

My man’s Christopher Warren aka Wah G runs
the joint for me. He is one of the best morticians here in Dallas
and also one of the craziest too. He worked for the owner before he
died so the best decision was to keep him on board since me or none
of the team knew the first thing about running a morgue. Wah G is
known for busting his guns and increasing the murder rate from hood
to hood. Although he has much love for the streets he has been
trying to walk the straight and narrow. I’m glad we get plenty of
business because if not then it would be hard to try and keep him
separated from the streets. Funny thing is even with all the
business I still can’t keep him out the chamber.

All of my team is square business though and
got more than just the street life under their belt. We are not
only hustlers but we also have college degrees which set us apart
from the normal street thugs. Get Money Boys for life; we get money
every way we can whether it’s legal or illegal. GMB lives for this
type of stuff. I looked around the chamber blinking rapidly in deep
thought. The chamber is a secret room that I had built on the side
of the crematory for instances exactly like this.

If you didn’t know about it you wouldn’t know
it is even there. This room was all my brother’s Infamous’ idea.
Infamous is the underboss of the GMB and I am Legend aka The Boss.
Infamous is a very smart man but also a hothead who rather stand on
the gun line than sit back and collect his paper. He’s the enforcer
for the GMB and if you get the pleasure of seeing him then it is
lights out for you and your family if they get involved. Infamous
knows all sorts of torture methods and has all the necessary tools
in this room to either kill you or make you wish you were dead.

The snake, Bray, sat strapped to a chair that
has leather straps that bound around his neck, chest, arms and
ankles.
“I bet this bitch ass nigga will wake up now.” Infamous said as he
handed me the bottle that I asked for.

I laughed loudly and spoke to my homeboy,
“Akin grab this nigga’s hand so I can make sure I pour the acid
right where I want it to go and nowhere else.”

Akin, being the loyal soldier that he is,
wasted no time getting up to grab his hand.

“I brought you into my circle, I broke bread
with you and I made sure your family wants for nothing. Look around
you, everyone you see in this room is family. If you cross one of
us then you cross us all. Bitch ass nigga you know, slap, I, slap,
don’t, slap, like to get my hands dirty, slap, slap,” I yelled as I
beat him.

I ain’t no killer but don’t push me like
Tupac said and right now I felt like I had been pushed. I hated for
my Dark side to take over because I am no longer myself when Dark
comes out to play. This fool Bray had been stealing for a good
minute now and was trying to frame my lil homie Roe; I wasn’t
having that. When he brought it to my attention it actually made me
start watching him. One thing I know about Roe is that loyalty
means everything to him. He was raised by my uncle and had been
living with us his whole life. He doesn’t have a reason to steal
part of what is rightfully his. He may not be family by blood but
he for damn sure is family by love.

“Yo Legend,” Bray said to get my
attention.

“What’s up my boy?” I said while dapping him
up.

“Man Boss, I hate to tell you but I think the
lil homie Roe been stealing,” he stated while approaching my desk
to grab a seat.

“What would make you say that and before you
answer make sure you have your facts straight because you know I
don’t like speculations.” I asked as I stared into his eyes looking
for signs of treachery.

“Boss, there’s no need to speculate because I
know for a fact that he has been stealing. You know I pick up all
the bread from his hood and each time I pick up the bread it’s
shorter and shorter.” He replied as his eyes shifted around the
room.

A smile spread on my face and my eyes
squinted tighter then what they already were. “So you mean to tell
me money has been short and you are just now telling me?” I said as
I reclined back in my chair then crossed my legs over the top of my
desk. “Now how do I know it wasn’t you since you waited all this
time? Why would you play with my money? Why cover for a snake when
obviously it’s taking money out of your pocket too?” I
questioned.