Now
The
game continues, all in a bid to get dad's empire. Oh, I sent the nice
beatdown to Claudyne. Did I mention I stomped Alexis head in with my
boot heels? Yeah, that was some gross shit, but my raging fit left me
satisfied for taking her ex lover.
A text
comes through from Freddie, the scorekeeper, as I step out the
shower. Says I won this round, again. That's puts me up one round.
Team
Jinx, baby! Two more rounds, and the winner gets it all. Gotta make
sure I close this out big so there's no sudden death round. Wow,
that's sounds corny as fuck and funny at once. Next round starts in a
few weeks, and I'll be on my game.
I get
a pic message from Claudyne. She's congratulating me on the win,with
her taking a selfie kissing Mario's decapitated head.
Fuck
two weeks. The round starts now.
Earlier
Four
red lights and three dodged cop chases and I'm finally at the family
warehouse. As I enter the building, someone's sitting in a chair with
a bag over their face surrounded by a few of my boys. I point at one,
telling him to stay put, and toss him my smartphone, motioning him to
record everything. I thumb the others towards the door and they exit.
I stare at the person in front of me for a bit, the rage building,
then crack that asshole as hard as I can, flipping them and the chair
back.
“Hit
me...while I'm..tied up? Pussy...” She's tough, I'll give her that.
Being involved with this family, you haveta have some kind of guts to
survive our shit.
This
time I kick her stomach, her painful groan satisfying me. Yes, her.
Claudyne,
you went too goddamn far. Wanna kill ex's who still mean something to
us? No problem. I take the hood off her face. Alexis looks at me with
betrayal.
“The
fuck, Jinx! I haven't said shit about you or your--”
“Claudyne
killed Mario. Tortured him and cut his fuckin' head off.” Alexis'
breathing picks up and her eyes bug out. “Family rule, eye for an
eye.” I take my jacket off and pull my brass knuckles from my
pockets. “By the way, this shit's personal.”
Earlier
Guess who arrives at my fave restaurant as I get ready to eat dinner? Claudyne, my "fave" sister. Man, she gives me her 'disgusting bitch' look, a
certain look she'd give me when I'd do something gross when we were
kids, and that's me masturbating on her bed. She plops down in a
chair, staring at me.
“You're
a dirty tramp.”
“Jealous
I outshined you and mamma in that area?”
“You've
a ways to go. Only one of us gets the family business. You're wearing
down after 5 years of scrapping for papa's empire.” She reaches
into her jacket, pulls out an envelop and tosses it by my plate. As
Claudyne leaves, she shoots me with a finger gun. Childish bitch.
I open
the envelop and it's a birthday card, along with several pictures.
The
pictures show Mario, ex-boyfriend, current best friend and still the
love of my life, getting tortured and finally decapitated. That
fuckin' whore!
I flip
the table, cussing and screaming as I exit the restaurant. I whip out
my cellphone, making a call I'm not gonna regret.
Earlier
I
haven't visited my sister Claudyne's house in a while. Her bedroom
might need a quick makeover.
Her
crew tries blocking the front door, they get shot up. Tried stopping
me from entering her office, shotgun party. Tried throwing hands with
me before I reach her bedroom, I go Mike Tyson on them.
She' s
not in her bedroom. Word must've got to her about the hit failing,
but I'm not through looking. Dumb bitch has to be somewhere close.
Looking
back towards her bedroom door, just about the door frame, I spot a
security cam. It's checking me out right now. I'll give you some shit
to record, bitch.
I hop
on her bed, kick my boots off, strip the jeans and thong, make myself
nice and comfortable on her bed, and start masturbating. Oh yeah,
Claudyne's always been a neat freak. Can't fuck a guy unless she has
towels under her to catch her juice after busting a nut. Soon I'm
squirting all over her nice silk sheets and wiping myself off with
them. Damn that was a good fuckin' orgasm! That'll teach you to break
my goddamn cereal bowl.
I put
myself back together and blow a kiss to the cam as I leave. It won't
be long now. She'll come find me after my stunt.
The
beginning of the day
I just
started breakfast when Claudyne's boys rushed through my door. Three
of them with guns pointing and smelling of weed. I still eat my
cereal as they approach the table. I'm a hungry bitch in the morning,
what can I say? They didn't die until one dumbfuck slaps my bowl of
Kix to the floor. That's when I snatch him up, stab him in his eye
with my spoon, take his gun and shoot him and kill his crew. I turn
the gun back on him, shoving it under his chin.
“Never
mess with a bitch an' her cereal!” Two shots through the head, and
he's gone.
I look
around my house, my ceiling covered with blood and brains, and my
broken cereal bowl on the ground. Someone's getting their ass kicked.
