Free Raunchy by T. Styles Page B

kidnapping to Paco because he would go completely off. How could I be so fucking stupid?
    When I walked toward my house, Kali walked with me and we watched Jace pull off, before he gave us one last look. Kali and me had a weird relationship because he was like a bodyguard to me. But his heart and soul belonged to Cherry. Even he got cuter over the years but he was still an average dude. Kali lost most of his baby fat and he had a honey colored complexion with really dark eyes. They resembled black marbles.
    "What you and Jace talkin’ about?” He asked out of nowhere.
    “What?” His question was weird.
    “Was he talkin’ about me? Or blaming me for somethin like he always do?”
    His eyes got wild like Rodger’s. “Kali, you tripping now. I’m ‘bout to go inside.”
    Like a light switched off he said, “Well you need anything before I leave?"
    He always asked me the same question and there were plenty of times I ran him all around town when I had the munchies.
    "Can you buy me a bottle of vodka from A&B?”
    "Yeah…But before you go in, I gotta ask you something.”
    “What?”
    “If something were to happen to Jace, would you be cool?”
     

Nervous Energy
    Jace Sherrod
     
    It had been four days since the kidnapping and between the heat, which was unbearable, and Kali’s recklessness I wanted to blow. I talked to my cousin about the matter and he told me I had to kill them both, the girl and Bam. But before I made a move, I had to be sure there wasn’t another way.
    Girls were outside in less than nothing and all Kali talked about was how they were setting themselves up while we drove in my car. All I wanted to talk about was the girl who was still tied up in my basement with her father.
    Kali took his hatchet off his back and set it on the floor to get comfortable.
    “I’m tellin’ you, nigga, that’s why bitches be gettin’ raped and shit. Look at half of the shit they be wearin’.” He pointed to a shawty with a pair of purple tight ass shorts on.
    “Fuck is you talkin’ ‘bout, young?” I frowned.
    “You heard me. Bitches be comin’ outside in less than nothin’ and then they wonder why niggas be plottin’ on takin’ that pussy. If you wear shit like that, you deserve everything you got comin’. A stiff dick.” He laughed grabbing his.
    “Nigga, fire that shit up. I ain’t tryin’ to hear all that other shit you spittin’.”
    Silence.
    “Hey, J,” he paused inhaling the bob, “let me ask you somethin’.”
    “Shoot.”
    “Why you let Herb D talk reckless to me the other day? I heard the shit he said. Now I’da been wrong if I sliced him wouldn’tve I?”
    “What are you talkin’ about?”
    “So you gonna say you didn’t hear him say you should get rid of me?”
    “I heard it but I also think you took shit too far by kidnapping that kid. Now Herb talked a little off beat, I’ll give you that, but you had some of that shit comin’.”
    “You always takin’ Herb and Sick’s side when we be beefin’. That’s fucked up.”
    “Nigga, you fucked up.” I said looking at him seriously. “What are you, my bitch or somethin’?” I said accepting the bob. “I ain’t ‘bout to sooth your feelings and shit.”
    He laughed, and said, “So what you gonna do? You want me to handle that situation in your basement? ‘Cause you know I ain’t got no problem with it.”
    “I don’t know what I’ma do yet. Tony at my crib, and I’ma rap to him ‘bout it when we get there. But you makin’ a move without thinkin’ put me in a bind.”
    “You know I ain’t mean for shit to get this heavy right?”
    Silence.
    “Kali, are you sure you didn’t tell nobody about that shit?”
    He was silent for a moment and said, “Why would I do that? If I say somethin’ I’m the one they gonna come lookin’ for.” He paused. “Naw, I ain’t say shit to nobody.”
    Something was off with Kali and people told me he was borderline Bi Polar but I didn’t wanna believe them until