It had been 3 weeks since my encounter with Ashley in my office. And now she had just confirmed my biggest fears. Ashley was carrying my baby. I knew her all too well to know there was no terminating this, she would have this baby. This would have been the happiest time in my life. The love of my life, Valerie, was also pregnant with my baby. She had told me the news three days ago and we were pretty excited about it. How would I deal with this situation? First person on my mind was Shea.
Shea didn't pick his phone up. It was not too strange considering that he had been working on some big case (he was always working on some big case with some big client). I left him a voice message telling him to call me to discuss an urget matter. He would probably have an idea what I needed to talk about.
Shea called me less than five minutes later while I was deep in thought. I was trying to decide if it would be best to go ahead with my marriage proposal to Valerie or just hold off till I was able to sort out this Ashley mess. I picked up the phone and in a minute I was done telling Shea everything about Ashley and also about Val's pregnancy.
"You know you don't want Ash messing up things between you and your woman", Shea thoughtfully pointed out. "Wow Shea, like that's Underwater basket weaving. DUH!! Shea, I believe we established that the very first time we spoke about this, about 2months ago if you remember?" I replied being smartly.
It was obvious Shea didn't like my tone and he let me know it. "Look Mannie I'm just trying to help." "I'm sorry brah", I appologised, "I'm just really stressed out by all these that's all."
"Mannie!" OK, I didn't like the sound in his voice just now, I knew that tone and it always meant something drastic is about to come.
"Mannie! Remember when I told you that we should be prepared to do anything? Like ANYTHING?"
I kind of knew this would come but I wasn't sure I would be ready when it did come.
I replied slowly, "yes I remember Shea and I also remember telling you that I was ready to do whatever it would take to save my relationship."
"Well Mannie, the bitch got to go."
"Go? What do you mean go? Go where?" But Shea was not in the mood to beat around the bush. "Mannie you know what I mean, Ash needs to be taken care of and we've got to do it ourselves. Mannie, meet me at Easy's bar tonight at 9pm, be prompt man."
As I hung up the phone I knew already that Ashley was as good as gone. And by gone I mean dead. Right now I was the only person standing between her and her maker. I had seen Shea murder a fellow brother who had "snitched" on our frat DON back in the day (In Nigeria). I knew he was ready to do it again. And me, it wasn't like I was a saint, I had blood on my has too. I had killed twice. Yes the second time was not really intentional, ok well, it was self defense because a war with rival frats had broken out on campus and I had to defend myself. Whatever it was, that was a time I had tried to totally put behind me and forget. Misguided youth who had made mistakes. I guess if I really wanted my relationship to work then Ash would have to meet the same fate as those two men. Poor girl, she fucked with the wrong nigga.
Like I said, whatever it would take to spend the rest of my life happily with Valerie. I felt my heart get real cold.
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