That Unforgettable Moment

Chapter Thirteen

Gavin

I was sitting in my office counting out all of my profits. As I was counting I realized that I'm short. I hate it when motherfuckers don't come correct when turning s**t in.

"Someone is about to get bodied again." I thought in aggravation. This is the third damn time this month that I've been coming up short.

After counting my money, I wrapped the last stack in a rubber band and tossed it in my safe.

I changed my code again so no one can know it. (Hopefully.)

I sat back in my seat and smoked a joint. I was enjoying my high until I heard someone knocking at my door.

"Come in!" I called out. The door opened revealing to be DJ.

"What's up boss." He dapped me.

"What's up man." I took another puff and blew O's.

"I just want to let you know that we caught the fool that shot Brandon. He's down stairs in the dungeon knocked out."

I took another puff and blew out more O's.

"Well get his ass ready and I'll be down in a minute." I informed him.

"A'ight." he nodded then exited out of my office.

I put my weed out and got up from my chair. I changed out of my clothes into an all black attire: a plain black shirt, some black jeans, and my black Timberlands. 

I got out of my office and locked it so no one can get in and I made my down to the dungeon. Once I got there, I see that the nigga is hanging upside down. He's all gashed up and s**t.

"Wake yo ass up!" I slapped him a couple of times on his head.

"W-what the fu..." he started hyperventilating. "Where the hell am I? Why the f**k am I hanging upside down? WHAT IS GOING ON?!!!!!!" This nigga here is asking too many damn questions. I punched him dead in the mouth so he can shut up.

"Let's get one thing straight nigga. I'm the one asking questions in this motherfucker and your b***h ass is going to answer them." I instructed him.

"Nigga f**k you!!" He shouted spitting some blood out and trying to aim it at my face. He missed me since I dodged from it. I punched him in his mouth again for doing that.

"Now that I have your attention. What I want to know is why the hell you shot one of my employees, huh?"

"I ain't saying sh..." I pistol whipped him before he can finish that sentence.

"That right there is the wrong f*****g answer nigga." I pistol whipped him again.

"Kiss my ass nigga!!" This ol' arrogant ass motherfucker! I see he playing games with me, well that's just fine. I can play games too.

"Oh I see you talkin' all that stupid s**t. Okay, well I got something for that ass. Randy! Get the toys, we're going to have some fun with this nigga right here." I rubbed my hands. I'm going to enjoy this.

Once Randy came back, he came back with a tray full of sharp objects. When this hanging nigga saw what's on there, his eyes had widened. I bet you he talkin' that dumb s**t now.

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Wait!" He pleaded out, "Look, I'll tell you everything."

"Ah man! Just when this was about to get fun." Randy complained. 

"Now that's what I like to hear." I grabbed a chair and turned it backwards and sat right in front of him. "Now start talking!" I mean mugged him.

"Look man... Omar sent me to kill one of your men as a message." He huffed.

"And what hell is that?" I asked wanting him to continue.

"He wants to take yo ass out and let you know that he's taking over. He said he will bring you down little by little. Hell, he'll even take out someone you love if he has to." I heavily sighed and looked back at this nigga.

"I know he planning something in that f****d up brain of his. What he plan doing next?"

I see he was beginning to become unconscious so I slapped his face a few time. "Ay ay wake yo ass up!! We ain't finished yet! What else he got planned?"

"He plan on kidnapping you sister." He said out of breath.

"HE PLAN ON KIDNAPPING WHO?!?!?" I shot up from my chair as my voice was booming throughout the room once I heard that.

"He plan on kidnapping her next week man. Omar's crazy bruh. He'll do anything for power."

"Yeah... a'ight." I took my glock out and shot this nigga right between his eyes.

"You can have your fun now Randy."

"He's dead though? What is there for me if the motherfucker dead?" He complained.

"Man, just do what you do and pretend he's alive. When you're done with him I have a better way of getting rid of it like we usually do."

"Alright!" he groaned like he's a big ass baby or some s**t. "Aye DJ hand me them goggles." DJ handed the pair to him and Randy but them on. Randy then sharped up his Machete and started chopping.

I got out of the dungeon and made my way back to my office. 

I got my phone out and tapped on my dad's contact icon. I put the phone to my ear as it starts ringing.

"Hello?" He answered.

"Hey dad, I'm calling to give you a heads up that you need to keep a close watch for Marissa. I just got a tip off saying that Omar is going after her."

"Boy are you kidding me?!?! Tell me that this is a f*****g joke Gavin?!" My dad barked in my ear. I don't blame him though. I would act the same way too if it comes to my own daughter. If I ever have one.

"I wish it was dad but it's not. This dude is no joke pops and he's irritating the f**k out of me as it is."

"Son, this is not good. This is not good at all..." he paused for a moment.

"Dad listen, how about Riss stay with me for a while?" I suggested, "Until we are able to smoke this nigga for good." I shrugged.

"I don't know son..."

"She'll be fine with me dad... I can protected her better if she is around me. Plus, Randy and DJ are my top two guys and they are at my house most of the time." I gestured on hoping that it will convince my father. I honestly want the same thing as him; and that is keeping my sister safe from any harm.

"Alright, but we can't tell your mother about this. We'll just tell her that you want to spend time with her for a while, or something like that." My dad suggested for my mother. 

"Okay, I'll come get her tomorrow after school pops."

"Okay, and son..."

"Yeah?"

"When you catch the bastard hit me up. I want the motherfucker!" I chuckled at him.

"Will do pops."

"Also son, take care of her and yourself. I don't want to lose either one of my babies." I paused at the last thing he said. My dad still may be ruthless, but he still has a sentimental heart for his children.

"A'ight pops I'll see you tomorrow."

"Okay son."

"Bye."

"Bye." The phone went straight to dial tone.

"Yo boss!" I turned around and heard DJ come in without even knocking.

"Nigga you know when to knock before coming in here." I said all agitated.

"Sorry Ice, but I just want to know what you want do with the fucker's body parts?"

"Oh that's easy," I shrugged, "we're sending it back to him. It's an eye for a f*****g eye."

"Okay." he shrugged and then walked out of my office.

Omar is going to learn not to f**k with me.

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Today I took my sister over to the mall to do some shopping for her. She has been staying with me ever since I heard that Omar plans to kidnap her. So she hasn't left my sight since then. Also, some of the staff members at her school works for me, so yeah, I got eyes and ears all over this b***h.

All I know is, if him or his goons harm one hair on her, or my love ones, it's all over with. I'm already after his ass as it is.

"So, which store you want to hit up today?" I asked her as I held her hand walking through the mall.

"Claire's!!" She cheered. I shook my head and chortled at this little girl. Every time we comes to the mall, we always head straight to Claire's.

It's a good thing we are here, because I was hoping to see Aaliyah today. I haven't seen her in a while and missed her, even though I talk to her and text her. I missed seeing her beautiful baby face.

"Alright lets go." I led her to the store and we got all the little accessories she wanted to get.

I pulled out my black card and paid for everything. Then we walked out walked out of the store.

"Can we eat now Gavi? I'm getting hungry." She asked sheepishly.

"We will Riss don't worry. I just wanted to visit a friend real quick. You want to meet a friend of mine?" I knelt down and asked her.

"As long as we can eat." She shrugged. I laughed and shook my head with her humor. I love my little sister so much. She is so much like me: funny yet serious at the same time. 

"Come on girl." We went over to Foot Locker and already I spotted Aaliyah. I turned my direction to Marissa and signaled her to not say a word.

She had her back turned which was easy for me to surprise her. I seem to like catching her off guard.

"Working hard?" I snaked my arms around her as she gasped in utter shockness.

"You got to stop doing that Gavin!" She hit me on my arm which I didn't even flinch.

"Negative, I like catching you off guard." I said as I wrapped my arm around her waist. I leaned down and kissed her on the cheek because my sister is right here. So, I didn't want to gross her out.

"Whatever bruh." She playfully rolled her eyes at me. See, I'm going to have to teach her a lesson about that s**t later.

"Anyway, who is this cutie right here?" She turned her attention to my sister.

"This is my little sister." I introduced her.

"Hi! I'm Marissa." She greeted Aaliyah. "You're very pretty." She complimented her.

"Thank you sweetheart. I'm Aaliyah and you just so adorable."

"Thank you!"

"You're welcome sweetie." Aaliyah replied back to her.

"So what brings you guys here today?" She asked us genuinely.

"Well, we went to her favorite store today. She wore me out with that. Now she's hungry so we're about to go somewhere and eat. As a matter fact, what time is your lunch break?" I asked her. 

"Umm..." she pulled her phone out of her pocket, "in about five minutes, why?"

"Want to join us?"

"Are you paying?" she smirked.

"Yeah."

"Good, because I am hunnnnnnnggggry!'

I laughed at her, "okay, we'll meet you at the food court."

"Alright, cool."

"Alright see you in a few." I placed a kiss on her lips and walked out of the store.

"Is that your girlfriend Gavi?" Marissa asked in curiosity. I didn't answer her and just snickered.

"C'mon girl." I chuckled.

***

Aaliyah

I snickered at his little sister's outburst. She is the most adorable little girl I ever saw.

I folded some of the shirts and helped out a few customers with finding the right shoes for them. I checked my time again, and thank God it's time for my lunch break.

I went over to the back and clocked out. As I was getting my purse, my annoying thot ass co-worker, Crystal, came up to me.

"So Aaliyah, who was that fine ass nigga that came in here?" This thirsty ass hoe here. Out of all the days that we've worked together she has never spoken one word until now. I swear these bitches don't want to stay in their f*****g place.

"Well that fine ass nigga is here for me. So if I were you, I would back the hell up." I said to her calmly.

Every time she sees a fine dude in here, she always flirt with them. Well all I know is that I'll be damned if she ever goes anywhere near him.

"Whatever, if I wanted him I could have him." She said all smart and s**t to me.

"Psssshhh... girl bye, I would really like to see you try hoe." I rolled my eyes and made my way out. She was talking s**t behind my back but all that s**t she was talking, didn't phase me one bit. I made my way out of the store and headed to the food court.

As I got there, I scanned the area in search for Gavin and his sister, until I spotted them in the play area. So, I made my way over to them.

"Hey guys!" I greeted them both.

"Hey! Are you ready to go?" He asked me.

"Oh yes, I am starving!" I exaggerated.

"Alright, where do you want to eat at?"

"I don't care, as long as I eat something."

"Alright, how about we do Italian then?"

"That's cool."

All three of us headed out of the mall and got to his car.

We drove around in the car for about twenty minutes now. We made conversation with each other.

Soon, we had found a nice small Italian spot.

We got inside and was greeted by two waitresses. One of them was staring at Gavin and I got real irritated.

"Hi!" The one Italian b***h said that was staring hard with admiration at him. "Table for three?" She asked basically still staring at him.

I want to yank her damn eyes out so bad right now. I just hope she is not our main waiter.

"Yeah." He informed her.

"Booth or Table?" She asked.

"Baby which one you want?" He asked me.

"Booth."

"Well you heard her, my lady wants the booth." He said snaking one of his big, strong, muscular arms around me.

The waitress stared at me all dry and had alittle attitude. All I know is that this b***h better watch it.

"Okay, right this way." She said with an attitude.

"This b***h better watch it, cause I will smack the f**k out of her if she tries it." I mumbled to Gavin in his ear.

"C'mon baby relax." He kissed my cheek, "Relax." he kissed me on my neck as we made our way to the table.

"Here you guys go." She said to us. We got one of them half rounded booths.

Marissa slid in first and scooted towards the middle. I slid in on the left on side and Gavin sat on the right.

"So, can I start you guys off with anything to drink?" She smiled heavily at Gavin. 

"Whatchu want Rissa?"

"Umm... I want a Sprite." She responded.

"What about you Aaliyah?" 

"I want a Ginger Ale."

"And I'll have a Pepsi, and while you're add it, another waiter cause I don't like how you disrespecting my lady like that." Gavin spoke up. I smiled at how he stood up for me like that and putting that b***h in her place.

"I'm sorry sir, your drinks drinks will be out in a minute." She said dully and walked away.

"I'm your lady now?" I teased him.

"Girl don't play with me. Do I have to remind you? Cause I can do it right here and right now." He said raising his eyebrows up.

"Not in front of your sister!" I hissed at him.

He smiled at me and laughed.

"Boy, you are something else." I rolled my eyes at him.

"You'll learn to love it."

"Whatever." I giggled.

"So, how is school going for you?" He asked me.

"It's fine, I'll be glad to get the hell up out of there." I shrugged.

"Yeah, I know how it is. But I was kind of like the popular guy at school though."

"Of course you were." I mumbled.

"I heard that." he snickered at me, but I shrugged it off.

Later on, a different waiter came and gave us our drinks.

"Are you guys ready to order now?" The waiter asked us.

"I want Spaghetti and Meatball!" Marissa cheered.

"I want the Chicken and Spinach Ravioli." I responded.

"Get me the Shrimp Scampi." Gavin said to the waiter.

He jotted down our orders, took our menus, and walked away. We all talked some more while we waited for our food.

I started to get sort of aggravated from time to time because I'm getting hungry. I wanted to raise hell, but Gavin calmed me down.

I don't understand why I'm acting this way. I usually be patient when I order food, but now it's like my patients are wearing thin when it comes to food at the moment.

Sooner or later out food had finally came. Once the waiter placed it in front of me, I grabbed my fork and dug right in.

"Damn girl! You wasn't lying when you said you were hungry." Gavin said observing me.

"I told you I was hungry as heck." I told him in a duh tone.

"I see." He then turned his direction towards Marissa.

"How are you liking you food lil sis?" He asked her. She smiled and gave him a thumbs up while she had spaghetti sauce around her mouth.

We both laughed at her as he wiped some of the sauce off of her face. She is such a sweet little girl.

All three of us continued to enjoy our meals. As we finished, he paid for the bill and then we left.

He dropped me off back at the mall and told me he will call me later.

I waved goodbye to Marissa and went back to my job for the rest of my shift.