from "The Forbidden Hit"i

[esercito sconfitto]

(Chapter 8)




by shimmy13
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Jayla sobbed her way to her car and sped off down the highway. Once she calmed down, she pulled over and made a phone call. "Speak." Jayla's hand shook. "It's me." He chuckled, "Well, well. Looks like the cat came runnin' back. Or should I say the Ho." Jayla rolled her eyes. "So you finally ready to get back with this work?" Jayla closed her eyes as she shut off her emotions and cleared her mind, "Yea. I'm with it." She could practically hear him smiled through the phone. "Good. Be there in an hour. You know where." he stated and then the phone went dead. Jayla got back onto the highway and sped toward her storage house to get a few things. After that, she presumed to her destination. When she pulled up to the abandoned warehouse, they were already there. "Ah. So glad you could join us, Jayla." She folded her arms. "You know. Mikey was real mad when you shot his dick off. That was real foul of you, but I respect it." Jayla rolled her eyes and remained silent. "He sent a message for you though. Matter of fact,, how about I let him deliver it himself." Jayla's head snapped up to look at him. "He's alive?" He chuckled, "Oh. Come on now. You didn't expect him to be dead did you now Jay?" A wicked grin grew on his face. Soon Mikey emerged from a van in a wheelchair. "Wassup, Jayla?" Jayla grew antsy as her trigger finger itched to shot his ass again. "Beat her ass. When you done, you know what to do." The soldiers huddled around Jayla, but she never took her eyes off Mikey. She was beat up to the point where when they were finished, they had to take her to the hospital.

'Beep. Beep. Beep...'

The noise from the machine gave Jayla a headache as she stirred out of her sleep. "Mmm." she groaned as she felt the pain. Her nurse came in and checked her vitals. "Welcome back, Ms. Reeves." Jayla sighed hard. "Why am I here?" The nurse checked her charts, "Well, you were beaten pretty badly. You have a broken rib, and some bruises, but that's not the worst." she said with sympathy in her eyes. "Did I loose the baby?" she asked mono toned. "I'm so sorry, Ms. Ree-" Jayla cut her off, "Good. One less thing for me to worry about." The nurse frowned at her acceptance of loosing her unborn child. "Umm...well. You just rest and I'll be back to check on you." Jayla shook her head, "That won't be necessary." She said sitting up in the bed. "And why is that?" The nurse asked as she came closer. Jayla headbutted her and grabbed her before her body slumped on the floor. She then urged herself to get out of bed as she ripped the IV out of her arm and applied pressure to stop the bleeding. She stripped the unconscious nurse out of her scrubs and put them on herself. And she did the same with the revealing night gown as she dressed the nurse as her. She then tried to walk as straight as she could to hide her limp as she made her exit from the hospital.



"You sure about this, P?" Mikey asked as he sat next to him. "Are you questioning me boy?" Mikey frowned. "Boy? Nigga you only 2 years older than me." Winston turned towards Mikey with an expressionless face. "That would make me more experience. Wouldn't it?" Winston was trying to be patient with Mikey because he was one of his best workers, but he was pushing his patience. "Aiight, man. Whatever you say." Winston pinched the skin between his thumb and his index finger as he tried to remain calm. He got up and went to check on the warehouse. He had already made his rounds, but to keep from killing Mikey, he decided to go check on his money. When he realized no one was working he instantly got pissed. He rushed down the stairs to the front both to find his guards blood slumped in a corner with his brain at his feet. "What the fuck? Mikey! Get you ass down here." Winston pulled his gun and he immediately regretted it. "Ah, ah, ah." Jayla said singsong. "Show your face you wicked bitch! Do you know who you fucking with?" Jayla's sinister laugh echoed through the warehouse as she dragged Mikey down the steps. "Do you know who YOU are fuckin' with?" She asked as she reached the last step and dropped Mikey. "Ugh! Bitch." he mumbled. Her appearance seemed so cold now that he had seen her under the lights of the warehouse. "Jayla, what have you done?" She shook her head as it hung low and smiled as she brought it back up. "No, it's what you've down to yourself." Jayla shot him in the knee cap. "Agh! Fucking bitch!" Jayla approached him, "You knew his plan all along Winston. I thought you were lookin' out for me, but you were just lookin' for a pussy handout." He shook his head, "I didn't know he was going to do that to you." She nodded, "Yea. Well guess I caught you both by surprise." She walked back over the Mikey and dragged him out of the warehouse and threw him in the van with the product. She pulled off just as the warehouse blew up. "Jayla that was some foul shit that you just pulled." Jayla continued driving as she spoke, "Let me ask you a question Mikey." He turned toward her, "What?" She held brakes as he flew forward. "Did you die? And weren't you tired of him callin' shots?" Mikey was silent as he soaked in Jayla's truth. "Exactly. Me savin' you don't mean that we friends or nothin', but I need somebody to handle street work, while I figure some shit out." Mikey grinned as he put together a master plan. "So what you want me to do?" She sighed, "For right now, I need you to round up some soldiers and some crew members, ake sure they tight cause I don't need no sinkin' ships. Start puttin in work as soon as possible." Mikey nodded, "Aiight. Drop me me home fam. I'mma start tonight." Jayla dropped Mikey home and went to her old apartment. She had a lot to put together and the only thing on her mind was Jamaal.