Everybody in the club scrambled around and out the club. The dancers took cover under tables or backstage. Shots continued to ring out through the club.
Omar stopped shooting to grab hold of Justice. A warm feeling trickled down my thigh. I looked down to see a whole in my shirt with blood coming from it. We were so close to door. I felt Ace wrapping my arm around his neck and rushing out.
“Justice! We got to get Justice!”
“It’s over Adonis. He got his daughter back. Let it go. The missions done.” He replied taking me outside to the car.
I didn’t give a fuck, the mission wasn’t over. This is exactly what the fuck Omar wants. Omar wants me dead but fuck that. Over my damn dead body.
I’m not going out without a fucking fight. I snatched away from Ace regaining my strength and balance as much as I could before running back in there. When I walked back in the club was clear. It was a standoff between Mike, Omar, and Justice.
“Justice. Come on!”
“You are coming home with me now!”
“Why not? They brainwashed you didn’t they?”
“No. I need to know why I was taken in the first place! Dad they are saying you are to blame. What did you do?”
“Just come home. None of that matters, now.”
“Yes it does! It’s my life that is hanging in the balance apparently. Just tell me what did you do?”
“Justice. Just come home!”
“NO! TELL ME!”
I’m guessing even though Justice hadn’t been home in months, Omar didn’t like the fact his baby girl was yelling at him. Omar stepped closer to Justice while she kept taking a step back.
“Lets. Go. NOW!”
“Omar! She made her decision. Let her go.” I said smirking while holding my side.
“Ah. He bleeds.”
“Fuck you.” I spat at him.
“The almighty Adonis looks hurt Mike. You think we should end it for him now?” Omar questioned looking over at Mike.
Mike smirked cocking his gun and aiming at me. All I could do was smile. This nigga actually think I don’t recognize his face, what makes this shit even more funny is he thinks I’m scared of his gun. I stood there laughing my ass off right in their faces.
“What up Mike? It’s been a minute. I haven’t seen you in a long while my nigga.” I said looking at him.
“Shut up before I-“
“Before you what? Nigga you ain’t going to shoot me. You don’t think I know your background huh? Oh. I did my research. You haven’t shot anyway ever since you shot that little kid seven years ago. “ I smiled.
“Shut up.” Mike said looking at me. I could see the shame and guilt in his eyes.
“Justice just come on.” Omar said to Justice.
“I’ll come just tell me Dad.” Justice said looking straight at her father. I made sure to keep Mike bitch ass occupied.
Maybe that gave me and Justice enough time to walk up out this bitch. The way things are going Mike and Omar might walk out of this bitch first since Justice doesn’t look like she is going anywhere with her father.
Her father is a big pussy anyway, he can just tell her but since he won’t it looks like I just might have to. Maybe. I turned my attention back to Mike whose was having a shaky hand while he held his gun.
“That little boy ain’t do shit to you Mike and you go and shoot him. I mean damn. Was you that stressed? Was you drunk? That’s it. You was drunk huh?”
“Shut up! I was getting over a hangover!”
“The worst part was you blamed it some gang banger.”
“He was going to be put in jail anyway!”
“Tsk Tsk Tsk. Mike, can you even call yourself a fucking cop. Fucking sttippers, killing kids.”
“Mike don’t listen to him. Justice COME HOME!” Omar yelled.
“No.” Justice replied standing next to me.
“Omar. We will try again let’s go.” Mike said walking out. I forced a smile out trying my best not to pass out.
“I’m coming back for you Justice whether you like it or not.” Omar walked out after Mike.
I could feel my strength weakening even morning. When I looked down I could see my whole hand painted in my blood.
“Adonis, we have to take you to the hospital.”
“Take me to my brothers.” I ordered. I could tell Justice wanted to say something but I gave her a look telling her to do exactly what the fuck I said. Justice threw my arm around my shoulder. I felt my other being thrown over someone shoulder, I looked up to see Ace helping. Amir held the backdoor open.
“How long have you been-“
“The whole time. We weren’t going to let you go back in alone man.” Ace said helping to the car.
“For a second I thought, I was an only child.” I said with a chuckle.
“Even when this nigga dying he got jokes.” Amir laughed opening up the car door letting me in the back seat.
I layed back in the seat starting to laugh but that soon ended with a cough. Justice got in the back seat with me while by brothers got in the front pulling off.
Justice ripped her shirt, grabbed an old water bottle, and then poured water on the ripped shirt. She moved my hand and pressed the shirt on my wound.
I hissed in pain and closed my eyes. I heard her rip her shirt again and she did the same thing but this time put the rag on my head.
“Hold on Adonis. We aren’t taking him to the hospital he lost some blood.” Justice said quietly.
“Nah. We going to remove the bullet and then his ass going to lay the fuck down.”
“Yeah, we been here before.”
“Alright…………as long as he is okay.”
Justice probably don’t think anyone heard that, however I did. I was too sleepy to even handle the shit she was talking about.
I closed my eyes and enjoyed the ride trying not to bleed to death. That was until I felt a stinging sensation on my damn face. I shot my eyes open and looked around.
“Keep your eyes open play boy.” Ace said laughing.
“Nigga I will come from this damn backseat.”
“Nigga I ain’t scared of you shot ass nigga. You ain’t going to come from the backseat doe.”
I was just about to get up when Justice put her hand on my shoulder pushing me back down. I wanted to go off on her for touching me but we were already pulling up to our house.
Everyone got out helping into the basement of the house. I laid on the bed, taking the ripped up piece of shirt away from my side. Amir rolled a cart over with sterilized implements and a bowl of water. Ace threw me a towel and I immediately knew what to do.
“What are you doing?” Justice said standing in the corner.
I bit down on the towel watching Amir grab the tweezers from the cart. Ace poured alcohol on my wound causing me to bite down hard. The shit stung like hell but anything to not go in the hospital.
“Justice I need you to dip that rag in water and put it on his head. Don’t be scary.” Amir said with a bit of annoyance. Justice did what she was told putting my head in her lap.
I hope this shit is quick. I’m tired as fuck.
Adonis screamed and bit on the towel as I dug getting the bullet out of his side. The bullet wasn’t fully in his body but it did seem like it didn’t want to come out.
“Hold on Adonis.” I said wiping sweat from my brow. I grabbed at the bullet one more time and pulled it out of his body.
I covered his wound with a towel trying to stop the bleeding. Ace handed me the needle and thread prepping me for the next part.
When I looked up at Adonis his eyes were shut his body was relaxed it seemed as though he had passed out from the pain. I checked his pulse to make sure Adonis was still alive which he was and then proceeded with threading his wound together.
It was good he was asleep I don’t have to deal with all that screaming and I could concentrate. Once I finished I poured more alcohol on it then taped a gauze onto his wound.
“He should be good. He just can’t move. Justice stay with him. If he need anything go get it. I’ll be right back let me wash my hands. “I said getting up and walking out. Ace walked out behind me with a cart of all the implements so he could clean them off.
I found it funny that I was always the one to be the doctor. Adonis and mama were the ones who pushed me to look that shit up. Lucky for them I found that shit fascinating and operated on animals or Adonis would be out of luck.
You would think Adonis would just go into the hospital but he always said the type of job we do and the type of life we live he wanted to leave no evidence, not even the fact any of us were in the hospital unless it was a true emergency but knowing Adonis and his stubborn ass he would rather die than to let them, in his terms, “win.”
I chuckled at my thoughts washing my hands and made my way back to Adonis to see if he was awake. When I got to the door I stopped in my tracks and listen closely through the cracked door.
“You really want to know what happened.” Adonis said weakly.
“Please.” Justice replied begging a little.
“Where did you want me to start?”
I knew it was coming to the time he told. I remembered like that shit was yesterday. Adonis started to tell the truth and I could feel my anger rising.
It was about ten years ago. My brothers and I were in Adonis room playing games. Our parents walked out the room, it seemed more like our mom was following our dad trying to tell him something but he didn’t want to hear it of course.
“Michael. Don’t go to her.”
“She needs me.”
“No she doesn’t.”
“And, I’m going Danielle.”
“I said ENOUGH! Cook dinner and shut the fuck up.” He said with threat in his voice. We could hear our mom suck her teeth and walk to her room slamming the door. Our dad opened the door and looked at all of us.
“Take care of your mom. I’ll be back.”
“Dad where you going?” Ace asked.
“Mind your business boy.” He snapped back. Of course we tried not to laugh but we laughed anyway. Ace glared at us throwing a controller but missing.
“Aye. I’m not made of money, like I said take care of your mom. I’ll be back.” With that he closed the door behind him.
“He not doing this shit again. I’m going to follow him this time.” Adonis said getting up.
“Nigga are you crazy.”
“No. I want to know what the fuck he hiding. Are y’all in or out?”
“I’m in.” we chimed in.
“One of y’all got to stay.”
“I’ll stay.” Ace said.
“Alright, come on. Amir.” Adonis said nudging me. We hurried quickly and quietly out the house and to our bikes. We hopped on and followed our dad, not to close of course, we didn’t want to get caught.
After about forty five minutes of following him. He pulled up to a warehouse. Our dad got out looking around and then went in.
There were crates and boxes everywhere so we hid our bikes by the some crates and snuck in hiding behind tins. We kept quiet so we could hear him.
When we peeked from behind the tins we saw our dad approaching a woman lying on a mattress. He went over and shook the mattress.
“Michelle, get up.”
“M-Michael. Wha-what are you doing here?” she said waking up.
“I’m here to clean you up. Come on.”
“No. I’m fine.”
“Michelle, you call this fine! You are fucking high laying on a damn mattress in a warehouse! Come with me!”
“I can’t…I can’t go back there.”
“Michelle you left a beautiful daughter and a husband who loves you at fucking home for this shit!?!”
“You don’t know!”
“I do know! You think Justice is going to care what you look like! As long as she has her mother home that’s all she will be happy about.”
“I can’t Michael.” She said rocking with tears streaming down her face, “what about Big Red? I…I owe him.”
“I’ll handle him. I can’t let you keep doing this shit. I’ve known you too long, just come on. Michelle, please. Come with me and I will take care of you. Get you right.” He said sitting next to her. Just then an officer walked in. We hid a little lower so no one could see us.
“Michelle, you left me for this?” He said looking our father and Michelle.
“We have a daughter.”
“Omar it’s not like that.”
“What is he talking about getting your right then?” Omar said pulling out his gun and aiming at Michelle.
“Hey, Omar. It’s not like that man.” Our father injected.
“You shut up. I’ve been following at our department. I know what you do. Just shut up!” He yelled at our father then turned his attention back to Michelle, “You left me for him and now you hopped up on drugs. All these years you been fucking this nigga and just getting high. We have a beautiful daughter at him Michelle.”
“Does she ask for me?” Michelle said with her hands up.
“Not anymore. I told her you were dead. You don’t get it Michelle. I love you. I told you the first time you tried to leave, I’d love you to death. “
Omar cocked his gun and shot Michelle point blank in the head. Our father looked at him with rage in his and lunged toward him before our father couldn’t even make it to him. Omar shot him in the head. He stood over our father and shot him two more times in the head.
“That’ll teach both of you bitches.”
Omar looked around and grabbed his Walkie Talkie and called the two murders in.
‘I heard gun shots. Following the shots. Two victims both dead. One male and one female…prostitute and pimp.’
Me and my brother looked at each other tears stinging the side of our eyes. We never said a one word to each other, we got on our bikes and sped home. We didn’t care that we may have gotten in trouble we just had to tell our mom and Ace what happened.
This is when we knew what we had to do.
End of flashback.
Tears stung my eyes again. That was also the beginning of Zeus but that was just the beginning. I looked through the crack watching Adonis comfort Justice.
Then he did the unspeakable. He pulled Justice tear stained face toward his and kissed her. I could feel the anger rising inside of me and I could feel Zeus coming out.
This bastard fucking betrayed us! He is kissing the blood of the enemy! I clenched my jaw turning around feeling myself fade back and back. Zeus was the one who needed to tell Ace this shit.