Vicious Is The Name That They Gave Me: A Philly Story (18 page)

“Thank you for everything Tamika. Love you too,” I told her. I had stopped crying.

“You’re welcome. Now when you go in there, keep your cool Kas,” she advised.
I will.
I pray God will help me get through this alive. It’s weird to hear this coming from me being as though I believe everyone should kiss my ass but I hope everyone makes it out alive and actually changes their lives.
Seriously I mean it, no bullshit.

“I am. I’m going to be cool. Don’t worry,” I told her. We gave each other hugs and I got out. This may be the last time I see Tamika.
Stop thinking like that, Kassidy. God is watching over you. You are going to make it.
I encouraged myself.
Now it was time to face reality. Shit’s about to pop.

Chapter 27

Tori

              When I saw Auntie Sasha I was excited. Growing up, she was everything my mother wasn’t. She was my guardian angel. My mother was a junky and Auntie Sasha took me under her roof. When I was younger, I was becoming rebellious of what was going on with my mother. I didn’t want to listen. I took my anger out on everyone. My Auntie Sasha took me in before I lost my mind. I’m not going to say that I am a saint because I am not. My behavior played a part in my sister’s death. Her funeral was the other day. She will always be with me forever. I think about her every day. If I had changed my ways days before losing her, she would still be here and so would my little cousin Constance.
I’m so sorry is what I would say to them. I wish my sister and my cousin were with me right now.
To know that Kassidy was behind Dymond’s death is killing me.
I can’t let her get away with it. I understand she is my cousin, but fuck that.
When this is over, I am getting out and starting my life over. I saved enough money to start over.

              Chanelle and I are on our way to the chambers. She had to call a meeting in the middle of the party, just when I was getting my groove on. I was having fun with my friend Malik. Malik and I had been talking for a few months, but nothing too serious.

              Malik and I were outside on the patio alone but towards the side of the house in the cut. Everyone else was inside dancing and getting drunk. We were enjoying each other’s company. He was sitting on the chair and I was facing him sitting on his lap, while his long thick pipe was inside of me. While he planted passion marks on my neck with his soft lips, I rode him softly. His tongue traveled from my neck to in between my breasts. Sucking one and then going to another, I continued to ride him.
That’s nothing.
I’m use to riding a dick. He stood up and turned me and as he got on his knees my ass was in his face. He ate me out from my ass to my pussy.
That’s nothing
, I’m used to the affection, porno style shit, you know freaky shit.
I love it.
He got up and inserted his dick inside me from behind.
He stretched my pussy so wide I could have sworn something fell out.
I don’t know, I think I am exaggerating. I let out moan after moan. Each moan came out differently.
We were not worried about anyone catching up.
I felt his cum release inside of me.
Or was it mine? See, I am exaggerating again. That’s how good the dick is. This niggah got me dick whipped.
Anyway, he is doing his thing, next thing I know his friend John comes outside. I’m thinking he’s going to go back inside, but no he stood there and watched us.
Like it’s a fucking porno.
I didn’t pay him any attention really, we continued on. So five minutes passed me I noticed him jacking himself. 
I was like fuck it. I want both of them inside me, doing me at the same damn time.
I stopped Malik and went over to John. We started fucking. Malik didn’t say anything.
What could he say?
He came over and joined in.
I had two dudes at the same damn time, what a night to remember. Double pleasure could not get any better.

              I haven’t had fun like that in months. Malik and I didn’t always have sex. But the last time I remember doing something crazy was at my friend Monica’s house. She was involved with it as well.
I guess you can say I am bisexual.
Every now and then I like a female’s touch. Every now and then I like a female’s tongue licking all over my body. Every now and then I like a female’s tongue on my pussy. Every now and then I like to eat a female out. Every now and then I like a female to fuck me with a strap on, and do some porno shit. I’ll talk to my pussy and say “Coochie what’s wrong? You want some? Alright, I’ll get you some,” I really do talk to her. And I can admit some girls are better than guys, especially Monica. She had my pussy dripping that night. Malik just wanted to watch and I let him. Afterwards, we had sex.

“Tori, Tori what the fuck, answer,” Chanelle said.
Damn.
I had forgotten where I was for a minute. I took my mind out of Fuck Land. But it was fun. I would love to do it again. Next time, I want Malik, John, and Monica. It’ll be
four ways.

“What?” I answered. I was thinking about some joyful memories.

“Why did I have to call you like ten times?” she asked as we pulled up beside the chambers.

“Damn, my bad. I was thinking about something. My fault,” I said.

“Why the hell is with her?” she asked heatedly. She was referring to Auntie Sasha. We saw her car. Chanelle hates when Auntie Sasha would creep up on her.
Well, if she would stop being so wild and shit, maybe Auntie Sasha would not have to creep up on her. I’m just saying. Auntie Sasha does not bother me. I actually like having her around.
Maybe now Chanelle will start to behave like she has some sense. I didn’t get into it with Chanelle about Auntie Sasha being there. We got out of the car and head in.

Chapter 28

Ceyanna

              Riding with Paris, Nelly, Kiyah, and Jay Jay to the chambers was a big risk. After breaking into the safe and taking everything, I don’t know, something does not seem right. I feel like something is going to happen. When Chanelle was yelling at us at the party, I thought she was going to shoot somebody. Her eyes were turning red. When Chanelle’s eyes turned red, everyone needs to be alert. Chanelle starts acting crazy, snapping on people, and going fanatical. I thought after we break into the safe we leave, but no. Paris wants to linger around and mingle as if people are cool with her. The only reason why I agreed was because Chanelle does not know what Paris looks like. Then Chanelle kicked everyone out and announced a meeting. Since Chanelle called the meeting, Paris thinks it would be a good time to get to Chanelle. She actually wants to end her life.
That’s not what I agreed to.
I did enough already with getting them to the safe. Vicious was supposed to help me but she had something to do with Simya.

              Nelly promised me she was going to change after all of this. I knew that was a lie. Nelly always says that and I always fall for that.
I know stupid me, stupid ole me.
I am so stupid. I am so stupid for getting myself caught up in this squad. Joining the squad was the biggest mistake I made in my life, but it was the only option for me at that time. Nelly was doing well until Paris started putting shit back into her heard. I came back to reality when Kiyah’s cell phone rang.

“It’s Tonya,” she announced.

“Okay, so what, we have to tell you to answer it? Kiyah, answer the phone,” Paris said as if Kiyah was dumb. Everyone started laughing.

“Shut up,” She hit the answer button. “Hello,” She greeted Tonya. “Uh, hold on,” Kiyah pushed the speaker button. “You’re on speaker Tonya,” Kiyah said.

“Somebody saw Paris and Kiyah go in through the window,” Tonya informed.

“What?” Kiyah said.

“Nobody was upstairs,” Jay Jay said.

“Who saw us? Nobody saw us,” Paris said.

“Yeah, somebody did. You’re so dumb, do you know that?” Tonya asked.
Why do we have to be dumb though?
“Didn’t I say watch your back? What the fuck! Get this next part right. Just cap all of them in there, fuck it. I don’t want anybody alive or one of you won’t be alive,” Tonya threatened. We looked at each other and started laughing.

“Who the hell are you, Tonya? You are nobody. Nobody listens to your black ass. If you don’t go head somewhere,” Jay Jay said. We laughed again.

“Who is that, Jay Jay?” Tonya asked. Tonya was getting irritated by Jay Jay.

“Yeah bitch, it’s me. What the fuck do you want,” Jay Jay asked. Jay Jay mouth is the baddest. I thought Kassidy had a nasty mouth. Kassidy’s mouth is nothing compared to Jay Jay’s. Her mouth is ten times worse than Kassidy’s.

“So you think you’re tough now. Your bitch ass better shut up, because you and Camille have it coming,” Tonya threatened. Everybody gave Jay Jay a look.
Girl, she’s calling you out.

“Tonya, are you serious? You don’t have hands. Go relax,” Jay Jay said. Everybody started cracking up. “I wish you would try and do some shit,” Jay Jay added. Tonya doesn’t fight with her hands; she fights with her gun.

“Wait till I see you, Jay Jay. I’m going to deal with you real good,” Tonya keeps threatening people. She’ll say that she is coming after you, but it won’t be her. She’ll send someone to do it for her.
The bitch acts like she is God.

“That’s if you see us,” Kiyah butt in and hung up the phone.

“Tonya is thrown off. I’m glad my ass is not working with her anymore. I can’t stand her. We always were getting into arguments over something dumb and stupid. The bitch is dumb,” Jay Jay said. We all agreed that Tonya is not going to get her cut of the deal. We heard Kiyah’s cell phone vibrating again. Kiyah threw her phone out the window.

“Bye, bitch,” She said to the phone.

“Tonya can kiss my black ass, to hell with her,” Paris said.

              I don’t really bang with these girls, so after this it’s going to be a wrap. When we are done with this, I am ditching them. They probably have a plan to get rid of me as well.
Next thing you know my body is found floating in the river.

“Ceyanna,” Paris called me.

“Yeah,” I answered. I still don’t know Paris’ background completely. She does not have a criminal record but does have unpaid parking tickets. That’s all my source was able to find out.

“You know when this is over we are done right? You’re cool and everything but it was just business and nothing personal. You understand how it is. I’m sure you’ve been in something like this. You’re a Philly Ridah,” Paris took the words right out of my mouth that I was about to say.
It’s nothing personal.
But Paris is a sneaky girl. Of course, she is going to sweet talk me until everything is over and then she is going to switch on me. By then, I’ll be long gone.
I am not worried about you.

“It’s cool. I was about to say the same thing,” I told her.

“Alright then! Jay Jay, wake Nelly up,” Paris ordered.
She thinks she is the boss. She can take her bossy ass out of my face.
We were around the corner from the chambers.

“Are you ready?” Paris asked us. Everyone nodded their head yes as Paris went over the plan to assure everyone was on point.

Chapter 29

Ms. Sasha

              As Jezebel and I entered the chambers, everyone was seated waiting to begin. I gave each of the girls a careful look. They all were guilty of something. None of them were innocent. They were all affiliated with some type of drama. When I built this squad it wasn’t like this. I didn’t have to worry about loyalty. I didn’t have to worry about trust. I didn’t have to worry about outsiders possibly coming in. When I built this squad, there was respect. When I built this squad, everyone got along with everyone. Now they can’t stand each other, they want to beat on each other, and sleep with each other’s partners, want to be disloyal to each other.
What happened to my squad?
They have the audacity to call themselves a squad. I don’t care about the other squads, but this is not what we do. It seems like they forgot what Ms. Sasha said, you know, the one that took them all under her wing. They have changed my rules, disrespected me, and have the nerve to announce all over the city that they are Tha Philly Ridahs. If I didn’t know any better, I would have taken their lives away. I could have got Kareema all those times she would go to the store. I could have got Chanelle all those times she went over to Roc’s house. I could have got Retta all those times she would go get her hair done. I could have got Tori when she hangs out with Malik. I could have got Ceyanna when she went to see Paris.
Or whenever I felt like doing it, I could have done it. I spared their lives. I spared their fucking lives.
I have a feeling that some of them want to change their lifestyle. Some want to start over. The only way they are leaving is over my dead body. I started this squad out as one team and now look! Everybody changed into their own boss and forgot who the real boss is. It’s
me. Ms. Sasha and I am about to make them remember me.

              We took our seats inside of the room and we were about to start. I could feel fire rising. They had weapons for protection. These girls had plans of their own for one another.
You know what? I am going to sit back and let them murder each other. It’ll be less work for me.
They do not know any other ways to resolve a situation than to put a bullet through someone’s brain.

“Hey everybody, we are going to get started with this meeting,” Chanelle said. She sounds so sweet all of a sudden. “As you know, somebody broke into the safe at the party, that’s why I kicked everyone out. I won’t play that shit,” Chanelle announced. She sounds so sincere. I know Chanelle. The girls know Chanelle. She doesn’t mean that shit.
Bullshit.

“Who you think did it?” Tori asked.

“I don’t know,” Chanelle answered. I could feel Jezebel nudging me. It was time for me to speak. As I was about to speak, Kareema walks in.

“Sorry I’m late,” She said taking her seat.

“Well damn, where have you been at these last few days?” Chanelle asked her.

“I had to go handle a few things,” Kareema said.

“Alright, anyways, as I was about to say,” Chanelle took a pause to look over her notes.

“Before we go any further, there are a few things I would like to say,” I addressed everyone.

“Go ahead,” Chanelle can take her disrespectful ass and suck dick like she loves to do.

“From now on, Chanelle will be stepping down and I am taking back control over this squad,” I said. Everyone was shocked. They were so use to Chanelle’s commands since I let her take over while I had to get a few things situated.

“Come again?” Chanelle asked.

“You are no longer running this squad, I am. I didn’t stutter the first time,” I told her.

“Wait, so let me get this straight. Alright, you’re the actual leader and not Chanelle?” Simya asked.

“Bullshit,” Chanelle blurted out. I looked at her as she rolled her eyes. I laughed to myself inside.

“Did you want to say something?” I asked Chanelle directly. She sucked her teeth.

“I like how you think you can run this squad better than me. You really think you can, don’t you,” Chanelle said.

“Watch your mouth, I am still your damn mother,” I yelled. Everyone sat in silence.

“I like that, the whole I am still your mother speech. That’s cute. You know what? Fuck you. Now you want to be a fucking mother?” Chanelle wanted to question my motherhood.

“Chanelle, don’t play with me,” I warned her.

“So Auntie Sasha this is your squad?” Tori wanted answers. I am pretty sure everyone wanted answers. Everyone thought this was Chanelle’s squad.
Hmm, wrong.

“Yeah,” I turned towards Chanelle. “Because of your slimy ass ways, you have disgraced this squad. What has gotten into you? You turned these girls into your slaves. You turned them into a rampage. You got them tricking and they’re only fourteen, fifteen years old,” I told Chanelle.

“The fucking nerve of you, like really. You got some balls coming up in here and accusing me of all this. What about you and all the shit you did. This little organization started because of you. I learned how to do this because of you. Now you’re mad, because I won’t listen to you and we are making more money than you thought we would,” Chanelle said.
How dare you talk to me like that.

“So you’re making Vicious fuck Roc! Ms. Sasha made you do that to?” Kareema asked Chanelle.

“I’ve been waiting for you to say something to me you know?” Chanelle turned to Kareema.

“Kareema, don’t sit up here and act like you don’t know what they are really about. You how they wanted this squad to be,” Chanelle said.

“Chanelle, Nobody…” I said to Chanelle.

“Shut up,” Chanelle had cut me off. “Just shut up,” Chanelle told me again.

“I’m trying to understand how could you do something like that, she only fifteen,” Kareema wanted to understand Chanelle’s ways.

“How could I do what? So tell me where you have an issue?” Chanelle asked.

“Seriously, why the fuck would you make her go fuck Roc?” Kareema asked. Chanelle gave a smirk.
See, this bitch does not care.

“She is still alive right? Isn’t she sitting right here?” Chanelle asked.

“Are you out of your fucking mind?” Kareema asked. Chanelle took her blunt out and lit it.

“I did what I had to do to keep her alive. I did what I had to do to keep all of us alive and you know that,” Chanelle explained.

“How so Chanelle? I want to hear your valid reason for this,” Kareema said.

“I want to hear this shit too,” Some of the girls stated.

“And I definitely want to hear this,” Vicious said. I have not heard her say one word all night.

“Kareema,” Chanelle stopped to inhale and exhale her blunt. “You and I know both know weak links don’t last. You and I both know they would have gotten rid of her if she did not pull her weight in,” Chanelle paused.

“What?” Vicious asked loudly. As I took a deep breath, I was preparing myself to speak.

“You don’t have the right to talk, not now. I’m about to air it all the fuck out. Bitch, I am about to put you on blast,” Chanelle told me. My phone vibrated. Jezebel texted me that we need to shut Chanelle up. I texted back I am thinking.

“What are you talking about Chanelle?” Kareema asked.

“Since we want to blame me for everything, let me just let it all out. Kareema you’re mad because she gave her pussy away for one night? For one night, she gave her pussy away for one night. How many nights did we give our pussy away? How many nights did we get fucked in every way possible?” Chanelle said.

“Oh my God,” Simya let out.

“Kareema, if Vicious had not pulled through, they would have gotten rid of her like they got rid of Constance and Dymond,”

“What?” Tori asked in disbelief. “What did you do?” Tori looked and ask me. I didn’t answer.

“We gave our souls away. Her one night cannot compare to our many nights Kareema, and you know that,” Chanelle said to Kareema. Tears began to fall down her face.

“I am still your mother,” I shouted.

“Bullshit. You’re a criminal just like all of us, your goons and crack head ass sister sitting next to you. Oops, I mean our aunt. Do you really want to know what’s going on?” Chanelle asked everyone.

“Chanelle,” I called her name.

“Please, shut up,” she said to me.

“Because of me, I gave you life,” I reminded her.

“And? What is that supposed to be mean? You gave me hell. You ran a criminal organization inside of a fostering system. So you think you did due diligence? Fuck you. You turned me into a monster that I am. You took innocent girls that had nowhere to go and turned them into whores and criminals. You aren’t a fucking mother. I am my own fucking mother and father bitch. Where were you when I was getting fucked every which way possible before I even had a period? Bitch, you were the one who sent those guys. Bitch, you were standing right there. You and Dollah,” Chanelle said. I looked at everyone and saw everyone’s face expression.
If looks could kill, I would be dead.
“This is the life you created for me and I accepted it. I couldn’t get out. I couldn’t get out knowing you were still walking on this Earth. They don’t know what you are capable of doing, but I do. I knew if I had gotten out, you would send someone to kill me,” Chanelle paused to inhale and exhale her blunt. “Be honest, tell them why you really did not come around. Tell them really how Vicious ended up here. Your crack head ass sister couldn’t stop getting high,” I looked at Jezebel. “I don’t give a fuck whatever your looks mean to each other. Jezebel kept going into debt and started owing too much money. That is why you wanted us to start stealing from other squads, to pay back your crack head ass sister’s debt,” Chanelle said.

“Auntie Sasha is that true?” Kareema asked. I remained silent.

“Kareema, she voluntarily gave Vicious up. But you’re calling me ruthless?” Chanelle asked me looking into my face. “You are a cold son of bitch. You wanted us to start robbing from other drug dealers. It was a price keeping these girls out of the system. So if I have to go down, you’re going down with me,” Chanelle told me.

“Auntie Sasha,” Kassidy called my name. I didn’t answer just looked at her.

“Kassidy, I know I fucked up,” Chanelle said. Kassidy looked at her. “Ms. Sasha why don’t you tell Kassidy what you did with Carmelo after she had last seen him,” Chanelle suggested. If Chanelle revealed this, Kassidy would never speak to me again.

“What?” Kassidy stood up and walk towards me. “What did you do with my son?” she asked me. I could not remember the last I stood face to face with Kassidy. She is so beautiful. She resembles me so much. Her natural hair forms a lovely shape around her face. “Tell me right now, what you did with my son,” Kassidy ordered as her eyes began to get watery. I could hear when Chanelle got up and started walking towards my direction. Kassidy began to walk closer inch by inch slowly.

“You’re not going to tell her?” Chanelle asked me.

“Tell me what?” Kassidy asked Chanelle and I.

“What are they talking about?” I heard Ceyanna whisper to Retta.

“I don’t know, what the fuck is going on?” Retta asked.

“Somebody say something,” Tori asked.

“You’re not going to tell her who you gave Carmelo to for two hundred thousand dollar’s worth of coke you’re about to push to clear your crack head sister’s debt plus how you got them dusty ass bitches to rob us, to pay her fucking debt. We did all of this, to pay her fucking debt. They are her fucking mistakes, her fucking issues that we had to pay for,” Chanelle said pointing to Jezebel. In a matter of seconds, Kassidy reached towards my shit, pulled me close to her and punched me in my face. I fell back out of the seat to the ground. I could feel blood leaking.
This bitch.
Kassidy stood over me as she raised her leg up to stomp me.

“Kassidy, Stop,” I heard Chanelle tell her.

“How could you? How could you do that to my son? How could you give your own grandson away? I just saw him. I just saw my son and told him he would be coming home. I just saw my son,” Kassidy yelled. “I just saw my fucking son and you gave him away?” Kassidy yelled at me crying. Kassidy could not stop crying. “I’m going to kill you. I’m going to fucking kill you. He’s my son. He’s your grandson? Why?” Kassidy continued to scream. “I’m going to kill you and her I swear to God.” Chanelle grabbed Kassidy. “No Chanelle, no Chanelle, let me go. LET ME GO,” Kassidy yelled. Chanelle continued to hold her back. Kassidy broke away. She pulled out her gun from behind her back and aimed it over me. The girls ran over. “Don’t come near me,” she said to the girls pointing the gun at them and they stood back.

“Get your ass over here,” Jezebel whispered to me.
“Move away from her,” Kassidy ordered Jezebel. “Bitch, I don’t even know you and I don’t like you,” Kassidy said to Jezebel.

“You took my son and gave him away. You’re making decisions for him as if you’re his own fucking mother. Bitch, that is my son. He is my son. How dare you? You had us do all of this for you?” Kassidy asked pointing the gun towards Jezebel. “Bitch, who the fuck are you? Who are you that we owe our lives for you?” Kassidy asked pointing the gun back to me.

“I’m not surprised because if you can do that with us and we are your daughters, you can do that with anybody’s child,” Chanelle said.