Face Flambe' **** Chapter Twenty-One

Months had gone by and Twan was making it evident that we were an item, he hinted marriage but I knew Redd was looking for me. I wanted to stay in Texas until I delivered in about 3 months or so, he agreed.

One Sunday I laid in the bed looking at some cribs for the baby, Twan had just left to go get weed. I heard the patio door slide open but I thought it was Tobias since he was "off", he and Christy had been kicking it pretty hard, she had even took that nigga to the crib and fucked him while Lamont was sleep, or at least she claimed he was...anyways he was head over heels and had basically said fuck home. I had to kind pull away from that sex demon, but business was still business. Redd kept calling her phone but just didn't know his days were numbered. Him and Sabrina would kick it on her off days...I wasn't the smartest bitch but she looked pregnant, for real this time.

From what I knew about Christy Tobias had his fucking hands full and he couldn't stay away from the bitch. I had to hide it from Redd and Carlita, Tobias' wife, eventually Redd found out. She had that nigga under a spell, I could always look at him and tell when he couldn't get in touch. I watched the nigga practically stop eating. She made sure he smelled just like her when he went home...and Carlita acted if she would die without him. I would hear her cry. But oh well, don't hate the player, hate the game.

"Ion know what's wrong with Bro, but he trippin," Twan had said before he got to the bottom of it, I sat clueless...Carlita was talking about leaving but only for attention. I know how women think, that bitch wasn't gonna leave that home.

I laid there in my bra and panties, waiting on my Bae, suddenly I heard glass breaking in the front room, shit falling and niggas talking as they came through the dining room. I saw a masked man in the dresser mirror coming down the hall, two more behind. They were looking for something. I had two choices hide and not be found, or hide and be found. I had no protection whatsoever so I decided to hide under the bed. I quickly rolled to the floor and crawled underneath, praying the bed skirt was still by the time they entered, my head laid in the weed tray, I was in a fetal position to make sure my feet could not be seen. Twan and I had created a code, if ever in danger text 3636 for emergency. I knew he would soon come back and hadn't wanted him to walk up on danger. I could hear these niggas flipping shit over like they were really looking for something important, I instantly considered the fact Twan possibly had dope in the house and also I knew Tobias did his thing as well, however, Twan said he was "laying low" but he kept stupid wads of money.

Had Sabrina played me? She did in fact know where Tobias and Carlita lived. These niggas was serious, they hadn't come to play, I could hear their conversations.

"Ima blow that nigga brains out in the toilet, u can't hide...ole bitch ass nigga, I shoulda snatched this chain yesterday." He picked up the Twan's chain with the pit bull pendant. I had never heard their voices before but apparently they had the right house and it sounded personal, he knew what Twan's chain looked like. Where had he been other than the...carwash? We had eaten at home and laid up all day. These were just some fuck boys waiting to get fucked, and I was about to fuck all three, I was getting wet just thinking about it. I quietly grabbed the can of shoe cleaner that was under the bed, and the lighter off the weed tray. I then spotted what they came for. I pushed send on the "Lover" contact I had in my phone and turned the volume down. The beeps could be heard as the volume lowered, FUCK!

"Hold on, be quiet..." the nigga said, whom I assumed wanted to get fucked first, I could hear him approach the bed and could see his black Forces under the bedskirt. He walked toward the night stand, "I'm takin' this Fitbit, I always wanted one." Dumb Ass...I thought.

I could hear Twan "Babe, u there?" "Sssshhh...be quiet," one of the other niggas said. I said nothing but hoped Twan heard what was going on. The minutes on the screen increased, I knew he listened. "Baby!" he yelled.

"Check under the bed," Fuck Boy number two said. I got ready. As I saw the light invade my space and then his shadow, I looked right at the ski mask and sprayed the aerosol shoe cleaner with one hand while striking the lighter with the other, the mask instantly caught afire, so did the bedskirt. I felt the bed as it lifted off of me, the mattresses went one way the frame another, the headboard still stood. Cock strong bastard. Two even bigger niggas stood there, all I could think about was my baby, I knew I had to fight them if not all three. The nigga's gloves were now on fire, the bedskirt hang on the upright box springs still on fire. The smoke was quickly filling the room. I could smell his hair and flesh as the Beanie burned, he screamed like the bitch he was. "Poncho!" The nigga yelled at his fellow fuck boy, it hadn't looked too promising. One of the big niggas kicked me in my face, I referenced him as Stutter..."Do-do-do-d-d-do sum-sumthing ni-ni-ni-nigga!" I saw fucking stars and felt my lip burn, it was split and I could feel my tooth on my tongue. He had fucked up. As fuck boy the third smothered the flames out on fuckboy the first, I fought hard to shake back, he had kicked me like a horse. I knew I would have a seizure, my belly had tightened and I fought for air. I looked at the extension cord that was plugged into the wall, also I looked at the gun shitfire had dropped, I wondered if they had noticed it in front of the nightstand. WHERE THE FUCK WAS TWAN! I needed him so bad, I would die, me and his daughter. I could go for the cord, or the gun I would go for the cord in case I still needed the gun, but what the fuck would I do with it? I dismissed that thought, he would surely hang my dumb ass. That niggas face was smoking, he had shit himself I could smell it, he was dying.

The other nigga had panicked. "Mojo! Fool we gotta call 911, that bitch fucked him up!"

I didn't know what to do, "No women no kids, mane come on! This nigga gone die!"

WHO WERE THESE NIGGAS?

I knew if I could wrap that cord around the niggas legs he would beat me senseless, and he had a gun inside his waist, he never drew. "B-b-b-itch! Hel-Hell Naw! BITCH! My, my mu-mu-fuckin brudda! He reached for the gun, the boxsprings had almost fully ignited, the fucking house was about to burn if Twan didn't hurry the fuck up and I would die inside! I remember looking at the nigga as he pulled the trigger, it went through my left shoulder and exited through my shoulder blade. The heat radiated down my arm, he shot again, this time in my thigh. I could feel myself getting weak and their images had begun to blur, I laid fighting consciousness but I could still feel my baby, I knew he tried to shoot me in the belly my natural reactions made me ball up to protect her. I prayed, Lord help me! PLEASE! WHERE WAS TWAN? WHERE WAS TOBIAS, CARLITA! ANYBODY! The house would burn, the curtains had ignited, I could not cry, I refused to give up. I hadn't imagined dying that way and I had refused to, I played dead. They both ran to the nigga, picked him up, he wasn't moving...neither was I. His feet dragged as they pulled his cooked ass out the room. I was in so much pain, I was bleeding, I tried to move all I could do was stick my tongue where my missing tooth had been. I was taking that lick like a real bitch, I probably had deserved every bit. The room was burning bad, the sheetrock was burning so fast the flames had begun to lick the roof. This was basically suicide, I had started the fire. I accepted it. I prepared to die and thoughts of Twan subsided and Christy came to mind, I would die thinking about her. She had not put me in danger, ever...nothing but drama since Twan, and because of him, I would die. As I faded out, I heard five gunshots.... soon I felt someone pick me up.

When I woke up I felt empty, I hadn't expected to even wake up, hadn't I died? I couldn't remember, but I remembered dying. I didn't even know how I had got to the hospital but Twan was there and he was smiling. My whole left shoulder was bandaged all the way to my elbow and I was on oxygen, something was going into my veins from the IV through my right arm. He looked he hadn't slept and had been crying but I could tell he was stoned and he smelled like Hennessy.

"Baby," I read his lips. My baby, I felt empty. I looked at him and began to cry, my mouth was numb and I remembered my side tooth was gone. I began to cry harder. He started to shush me, I cried even harder. "U gone be ok!" He said. Fuck that, where was my baby? Again, I felt empty. I knew I couldn't have miscarried at six months, I was strong she was healthy, did they shoot her?! I began to fight. I tried to sit up but my leg was suspended. I yanked the IV out trying to raise my gown and look, I felt staples across my stomach and was so stiff every time I tried to move the pain went through my spine. WHERE WAS MY DAUGHTER AND WHY THE FUCK WAS HE SMILING LIKE THAT! THIS SHIT WASN'T FUNNY!

"NUUUURRRSE!!!! Baby calm down, NUUUUURSE! SHE TRIPPIN!"

"My Baby," I kept saying and crying, he had begun to panic.

"She fine! She almost 3 pounds!"

WHAT!? WHERE WAS MY BABY, IT WASN'T TIME!

I began to cry so hard, I could feel the tape across my belly pull my skin and my staples coming loose. Boogie Ryan and now her too! How could she make it I was barely even six months!

I wanted to see her...

"WHERE!" I mumbled..."Bring her! Take me to her!"

"Shhhh....go back to sleep Baby, I love u."

"SLEEP! SEE HER! NOW"

"NURSE!!!! NO BABY, LAY DOWN!

I finally noticed the dozens of balloons that decorated the room, the many cards, stuffed animals and bags with ribbons streaming from them, where had all the stuff come from? Had he brought it all? Reality set in, I could see him pulling out a ring. "She look just like Mama...she mine!"

I tried to smile because I knew how hurt he had been when he found out about Shan and Netta, but I was in so much pain and felt like I would die, I was really fucked up. He tried to make it better and I wondered if he was trying to hide how bad the situation was. Why had they taken her? Had I went into labor?

"Why? My Baby, Gone from me?"

"Because both of yall would have died, they took her to save both of yall...or all three of us, I would have died as well. U gone be ok, the bullets are out and I'll buy u a tooth."