Tears of a Hustler PT 1 (31 page)

Authors: Silk White

BOOK: Tears of a Hustler PT 1

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Once The Terminator saw Spanky hit the floor, he immediately threw his hands up in the air signaling that he had already won the fight. The referee reached the count of ten, before Spanky could make it back to his feet.

Freddie quickly hopped in the ring and helped Spanky get back on his feet. “You did good son. You did real good, I’m proud of you,” he whispered in Spanky’s ear.

The Terminator made his way over to Spanky’s corner and gave him a big hug. “You fought your ass off. Keep your head up baby.” Spanky didn’t respond, instead he, Freddie and his cut man quickly exited the ring and headed back to the locker room.

“Fuck,” Spanky cursed loudly as soon as he stepped foot in the locker room. “I had that mutha fucka. I knew he was going to throw that hook, I just couldn’t get out the way fast enough,” he said tossing a towel over his head.

“Baby, are you okay,” Christie asked as she stormed in the locker room. “I almost had him, baby,” Spanky said with tears running down his cheek. “I almost had him.” “It’s okay baby. You’re going to get another shot at the title.” “Yeah, I know boo,” Spanky said. “Thanks for everything. I really appreciate it,” he spoke softly as he kissed Freddie on the cheek and tossed his duffle bag strap over his shoulder. “You want me to ride with you in the limo,” Freddie asked noticing the look of defeat on Spanky’s face.“Nah, I’m cool,” Spanky said in a weak and shaky voice as he and Christie made their exit. Once inside of the limo, Spanky just sat quietly as tears rolled freely down his face.

Not knowing what to do, Christie just grabbed Spanky’s hand and held on tight as the limo driver pulled off into traffic. “Baby I have to tell you something,” Christie said in a frail voice. “Yeah what’s up,” he said uninterested. “I didn’t want to tell you before the fight because I didn’t want to distract you, but Coco called me earlier and told me that Ali and Nancy are in jail.” “In jail for what?” “Coco said that they killed eight cops.” “Eight fucking cops,” Spanky said not believing his ears. “Fuck…today must not have been our day,have bee΀ he chuckled as he stared blankly out the window with tears still rolling down his face.

For the entire ride home the two sat in tense silence as the limo driver pulled up to their house. As soon as Christie stepped foot in the house, she threw on a relaxing R&B mixtape. “Come here baby,” she said grabbing Spanky by the wrist. “You sit right here. I’m going to run you some bath water, then give you a nice massage,” Christie said as she disappeared inside the bathroom. “Okay, I got your bath water running. Would you like for me to give you a massage now or after you get out the tub,” Christie asked innocently. “When I get out the tub,” Spanky replied as he stood up and kissed Christie passionately . “I’ll be right back, I gotta go take a shit real quick,” Spanky yelled over his shoulder as he disappeared inside the bathroom.

Once Spanky was in the bathroom, Christie slowly peeled out of her dress and kicked off her heels. She walked freely around the house in nothing but her white thong as she headed to the kitchen to grab a bottle of champagne. On her way back to the bedroom, she nosily placed her ear against the bathroom door. When she didn’t hear anything, she began to panic.

“Baby, you okay in there,” she asked as she knocked lightly on the door. No answer came back. Christie quickly reached for the doorknob only to find out that it was locked. “Baby, stop playing around and open up the door,” she yelled in a worried tone. Seconds later, Christie heard a single gunshot go off. Instantly her heart leaped up into her throat.

Christie quickly took three steps backwards and came forward with a hard kick which busted the door wide open. She slowly melted down to her knees with her mouth hung wide open. Spanky sat on top of the toilet seat with half of his brains painted on the wall behind him while the rest of his brains rested on his shoulders.

“Nooooooooooooooooooooooooo,” Christie screamed at the top of her lungs as she rested her head on Spanky’s lap. “Why did you do this,” she asked herself over and over again as she just cried like a baby. “WHY?”