Tears of a Hustler 2 (5 page)

Big Mel sat in his small, one bedroom apartment counting the money he just stole from Detective Nelson. Big Mel felt good about what he did to the crooked cop. His heart told him he should of killed the detective, but something inside of him decided that torturing the man would be better. The thing that bothered Big Mel the most was Ali. He was like a big brother to Big Mel and setting him up only made Big Mel feel worse and worse every time he thought about it.

Sitting on the couch next to Big Mel was a M-16 Rifle and a Teflon vest. He knew half of the world was probably looking to kill him so on site, he would be prepared to throw down if need be. Big Mel had a lot of things on his mind, but his main objective was to make Detective Nelson’s life as miserable as possible.

A huge smile appeared on Nancy’s face when she saw Ali walk through the visiting room doors.
“Hey baby! I missed you so much,” Nancy screamed as she jumped up in Ali’s arms.
“Hey boo,” Ali said as he hugged Nancy tightly.
“So how’s everything?” Nancy asked as the two sat down.
“I can’t complain,” he replied dryly.
“You ain’t been having no problems up in here right?” Nancy asked nervously.
“Nah, I’ve been cool.”
“Do you have a cellmate?”
“Yeah, my cellmate is a midget.”
“A midget?” Nancy chuckled.
“Yeah, he’s cool. I’m just making the best out of a bad situation,” Ali shrugged.
“Did you hear about Spanky?”
“Yeah, I heard. I refused to go to the funeral,” Ali said, looking down at the floor. “I can’t look at my baby brother in a box.”
“I understand,” Nancy said, as she rubbed his back for comfort.
“Hey shit happens,” he sighed. “First Big Mel snitches on me, then my brother kill himself right before I wassupposed to get married.”
Nancy didn’t know what to say, so instead, she just rubbed his back.
“What’s up with little Ali?”
“Oh I was going to bring him, but he got a cold and I didn’t want to bring him out in this kind of weather.”
“Okay that’s cool,” Ali said, as he noticed somebig diesel guy ice grilling him.
“You know him?” Nancy asked, noticing how the big man was staring at Ali.
“Nah, not that I know of,” Ali shrugged his shoulders. “I probably killed somebody in his family or something,” Ali said, taking a guess.
“Oh my God baby! Please try to stay out of trouble,” Nancy pleaded.
“It’s impossible to stay out of trouble in a place like this,” Ali said, returning the big man’s stare.
“That guy looks like he been working out since he was a baby,” Nancy said, scared that the big man was going to hurt her fiance’.
“Its all good,” Ali said, redirecting his attention back to the queen that sat before him.
“You just be careful in this place, okay?”
“You know I got you boo,” Ali told her as the C.O. announced that visiting hours were over.
Ali gave Nancy a big hug and kiss before he headed in the back, where each inmate had to strip butt naked and get searched.

“How was your visit?” Lil Bit asked Ali, as soon as he entered the cell.
“It was cool, I guess.”
“You take any flicks?”
“Nah, not this time,” Ali said, hopping up on his bunk. “A few of my chicks used to come see me the first year,

but after that, it was a wrap. They all stopped coming one by one, slowly but surely,” Lil Bit said, with a little bit of hurt in his voice.

“Don’t let that bother you. You’ll be outta here soon.” Lil Bit chuckled. “Yeah, in about eight more years.” “It could be worse. You could of got life,” Aliremarked.

“Fuck all that. I’m about to go to chow. You rolling?” “What they having?”
“Pizza,” Lil Bit said, throwing his shirt on.
“Yeah, I’ll roll with you,” Ali said, as he hopped off his

Five minutes later, every one’s cell popped open and each inmate stepped out their cell and stood in line. After walking down a few flights of stairs, Ali and Lil Bit reached the mess hall (cafeteria).

As usual, the shit was noisy and packed. Ali stood on line and noticed the big diesel guy from the visiting room a few heads ahead of him and Lil Bit.

Lil Bit.
“Oh that’s just Knock Out,” Lil bit answered nonchalantly. “Knock out?”
“Yeah, they call him that because where ever he

“I don’t know. He was just staring at me while I was on my visit.”
“That’s not good,” Lil Bit said, shaking his head.
“Fuck that! I’m about to go see what’s popping!”
“Chill! Wait until we get back to the staircase,” Lil Bit said, grabbing Ali by the wrist.
“Fuck that. I ain’t waiting for him to make his move first,” Ali said, jerking his arm loose.
Ali quickly skipped the line and crept up on Knock Out from behind, with Lil Bit on his heels. With all his might, Ali swung and landed a vicious hook to the back of Knock Out’s head.
With the reflexes of a wild animal, Knock Out turned around already in a swinging motion. Ali ducked the punch right on time. Knock Out’s punch knocked out the guy who stood behind Ali.
Ali quickly followed up with a hook to the body and an upper cut to the big man’s chin. The punches had no effect on the big man.
Knock Out grabbed Ali and with almost an effortless toss, Ali was air borne.
Once Lil Bit saw his cellmate crash on top of atable, he quickly threw two upper cuts below Knock Out’s belt. Knock Out picked Lil Bit up with one hand and punched him across the mess hall.
By this time, Ali had made it back to his feet. Before Knock Out could make his way over to Ali, a well-known inmate named Loco, sliced Knock Out’s face from behind with a street razor.
Before Knock Out knew it, Ali and Loco had him on the floor stomping him out. Seconds later the turtles (Police in riot gear) came rushing in the mess hall. Every inmate immediately dropped down to the floor; no one wanting to get shot with a rubber bullet.
The officers quickly hand cuffed Lil Bit, Ali, Loco, Knock Out, and two other inmates who was about to jump into the fight. The officers escorted them to the box and locked down the entire prison.

Coco laid on the king sized bed butt naked on her stomach, propped up on her elbows, watching a reality show with a blunt in between her fingers. She laughed at how silly people on T.V. acted, when she heard the front door slam. Seconds later, G-money entered the room.
“Hey baby,” he said, as he kissed Coco on the lipsand removed the blunt from her fingers.

“What up G? I made dinner, but I’m sure you probably ate already.”
“Yeah, I had Chinese food while I was out,” G-money said distractedly, as he slowly and gently massaged and played with Coco’s exposed pussy.
“She missed you too,” Coco replied, as she felt her pussy getting wet instantly.
Two minutes later G-money felt Coco’s warm mouth all over his dick. Coco did her best to deep throat G-money’s dick as she started off kissing and licking the head.
By this time G-money had entered two fingers inside Coco’s sopping wet pussy.
“Damn,” Coco moaned with her mouth still full. G-money’s fingers felt so good that she could feel herself releasing in his hand. G-money then placed his straining erection against her mouth and began guiding her head back and fourth at a fast pace, until he couldn’t take it any moreand exploded in her mouth.
Coco greedily swallowed every last drop then watched as G-money headed for the shower. Coco laid on the bed exhausted from her sexual escapade, as Jay-Z flowed through the speakers at a low volume, when the ringing house phone caught her attention.
“Hello,” Coco answered in lazy tone.
“Can I speak to G-money please?” a woman asked with a slight attitude.
“Who the fuck is this?” Coco asked nastily.
“This is Ashley,” she answered in a slick tone. “Remember me? I met you at the hospital,” she said,rubbing it in.
“Oh the high priced hooker? I remember you,” Coco said, taking a shot.
“Listen, I don’t have time to play games with you. Where’s G-money? I been calling his cell phone andhe ain’t answering.”
“Bitch it’s obvious he’s avoiding your calls for a reason,” Coco said hotly.
“I figured you must have been around him tagging along like always. Just tell him to call me. It’s an emergency and don’t forget the name is Ashley,” she said, hanging up in Coco’s ear.
“Fucking bitch,” Coco cursed loudly, as she headed towards the bathroom. Before she could enter, G-money was coming out.
“Damn, you could at least have enough respect for me and not give bitches the house phone number,” Coco huffed, rolling her eyes.
“What the fuck are you talking about?” G-money asked, confused.
“Why the fuck does that bitch Ashley have our home number? What the fuck is this shit about?” she said, folding her arms in front of her.
“It’s nothing boo. Ashley is out of town with Skip and Knowledge getting that money. I told her only to call the house if it was an emergency from a land line,” G-money explained.
“Do I look stupid to you,” Coco asked, trying to suppress the tears of anger that were starting to form in the corner of her eyes.
“Look don’t start, because I ain’t even trying to hear that bullshit tonight,” G-money said, waving her off.
“You know what? I don’t need this shit,” Coco hissed, as she began packing her things.
“What the fuck you doing?” G-money asked, looking on in shock.
“Something I should of done along time ago,” Coco said, as she continued to pack her shit.
“You know what? I’m sick and tired of you complaining about every fucking thing,” G-money barked, as he stepped in Coco’s closet and grabbed as much of her clothes ashe could carry, and threw her belongings out in front of the house. The whole time G-money never noticed the van that stood across the street. Several FBI agents sat in the van snapping pictures of G-money from every angle.
“Don’t touch my shit! I can carry it by myself,” Coco yelled out as she quickly wiggled her fat ass in a pair of skintight jeans.
“What’s going on out here?” Nancy asked, stepping out of her room.
“Girl, I can’t stay here anymore. If I stay, he’s only going to continue to step all over me,” Coco said as her titties swung around freely.
“Well, if you leaving then I’m leaving too,” Nancy said as she handed Coco her bra from off the floor.
“Nah, I don’t want you traveling all around in this weather with the baby,” Coco said, as she grabbed a few more of her things and headed for the door.
“G-money, what happened?” Nancy asked, trying to defuse the situation.
“I give this girl the world and all she do is complain. Let her take her ass out there for a while, then maybe she’ll realize how good she had it!”
“You can’t just put her out in this kind of weather,” Nancy said on her friend’s behalf.
“Fuck that she gotta go,” G-money said, swatting in Coco’s direction.
“I ain’t going nowhere, until you give me some money,” Coco declared.
“Here, you greedy bitch,” G-money yelled as he tossed 15 thousand dollars down from the second floor of the huge house. “Is that enough, you fucking spoiled gold-digger?”
Coco didn’t respond. She just picked up the neatly rubber band stacked money and made her exit.

Once outside, Coco tossed the money and the rest of her belongings in the trunk of her Lexus. She then slidin the driver’s seat and made the engine come to life. But before she left, she wasn’t going to leave quietly. Coco slid out the Lexus and picked up a brick that sat at the end of the driveway and tossed it through the windsheild of G-money’s Range Rover.
“Muthafucka,” she chuckled, as she quickly slid back in the driver seat of the Lexus and backed out of the driveway.

“Come on!” Mad Dog yelled, leaning against the shinny black limousine. Seconds later, Rell stepped out of his house with an opened bottle of Moet in his hand, with Debo in tow.

“Happy born day my nigga,” Mad Dog said, givingRell a pound followed by a hug.
“It’s my birthday, every day,” Rell replied, asthe trio slid in the back of the limo.
“I’m just happy I made it another year on this earth to celebrate,” Rell said, as he guzzled from the bottle.
“You heard about Detective Nelson?” Mad Dog asked.
“Nah, what’s up with that chump? He was supposed to pick up his money last week, but he never showed up,” Rell said.
“You ain’t going to believe this shit,” Mad Dog said, looking at his two partners. “I heard a soldier from Ali’s crew broke into Detective Nelson’s crib, beat him up, robbed him, and then shoved a pool stick up his ass.”
The trio immediately erupted into laughter.
“Get the fuck outta here,” Rell said, waving Mad Dog off.
“Nah, I’m dead ass. That’s the word on the street,” Mad Dog said, sipping slowly from his glass.
“Damn, that’s fucked up,” Rell chuckled, lookingat his watch. “I know his ass hole is burning!”
The trio erupted into laughter again.
When Rell and his crew entered the club, it wasn’t jammed packed. But slowly but surely, the club began to fill up. Rell and his crew made their way to the V.I.P. section, where they ordered drinks.
The whole time Rell never noticed Jimmy sittingin the V.I.P. section next to him, along with a couple of Spanish women.
Rell sat nursing a drink, bobbing his head to the music the DJ was playing, when he noticed a fine ass white girl.
“Damn,” Rell whispered as he admired the woman’slong blonde hair and ocean blue eyes. Everyone who was close to Rell knew he had a weakness for white women. It was just something about them, not to mention they didn’t complain and have an attitude every five minutes.
Debo and Mad Dog hated the fact that Rell always dated white women instead of black women, but Rell was the boss so it wasn’t much they could do about it. “To each his own,” is what the two would always say.
Debo shook his head, as he watched Rell snake through the crowd in pursuit of the white girl.
“Excuse me. I don’t mean to bother you,” Rell said as he grabbed the white girl by her wrist. “It’s my birthday and I would love for you to join me in my V.I.P. section for some drinks,” he said in a well-spoken manner.
“Sure no problem,” Blue eyes said, after she sized up the man that stood before her.
“I spotted you from across the room and I just had to say something to you,” Rell told her, as he handed her a glass of champagne.
“Thank you,” she said, accepting the drink. “You’re not too bad looking yourself.”
“So what’s a beautiful woman like yourself doing in a place like this?” Rell asked, guzzling from his bottle.
“My friend dragged me out the house. I’m not really a party person,” Blue eyes chuckled lightly, as she sipped from her glass.
“I can tell,” Rell replied, undressing the young lady with his eyes.
“So, what’s your name?”
“Everyone calls me Rell.”
“Nice to meet you Rell; everyone calls me Heather.” She batted her eyes innocently, as she shook Rell’s hand.
“That name definitely fits that pretty face,” Rell flirted, as he kissed the top of Heather’s hand.
“Thanks,” Heather said, blushing, as she sat crossed legged.
Meanwhile, Jimmy sat watching Rell’s every move. He had to give it to Rell; the man knew how to have a good time. Jimmy watched as Rell had a conversation with the young lady. He then looked over to where Debo and Mad Dog stood. Two sexy divas had their full attention. He decided now was the perfect time to make his move.
“Excuse me ladies. I’ll be right back,” Jimmy said,as he snaked his way through the crowd slipping his black gloves on his hands. Once outside, Jimmy removed the .380 that rested in his ankle holster, along with the silencer that rested in the small of his back. He quickly screwed on the silencer as he approached Rell’s limousine. “Hey you can’t park right here.”
“Why not?” The limo driver asked defensively.
Jimmy quickly shoved the .380 in the driver’s face and pulled the trigger twice.
As if nothing happened, Jimmy walked off to his vehicle and disappeared into the night, leaving the limo driver slumped over the steering wheel.