Chapter 84: Smoke

BIG KAI

THE NIGHT EARLIER.......

I puffed out smoke as I stared at the ceiling.

I am seated on the sofa in a relaxed way, my head thrown back as I smoke. Dressed in just my black sweatpants and durag wrapped on my head.

It's gonna be a fucking annoying night without my shawty in the mansion.

I took another drag of my cigar and puffed out more smoke like they could reach the ceiling if they fucking wanna.

Her outburst sang in my head repeatedly.

"You are a monster! A heartless monster! I hate you! Get out of my face!"

I took another drag and puffed out smoke.

"You killed my mother! How could you?! Look what you did! I hate you!"

I sit up straight, resting my elbows on my knees as I smoke.

The fuck does she want, huh?

I let her bitch mother stab the life out of her?

What the fuck is wrong with her fucking brains?

I have never come across someone like that in my entire thirty years on this motherfucking earth.

The bitch despises you. She almost sold you to some human trafficking motherfuckers.

You should fucking hate the bitch, shawty.

You should hate her not me.

The hell does she want?!

I grabbed my bottle of whiskey, opened it, and took in a gulp.

She's messing with my fucking brains, men.

How do you love someone who has been fucking  terrible to you?

Blood is rotten if it wants evil for you.

Why the fuck can't she get it?

I let out a scoff.

I am the monster, huh?

I chuckled, taking another drag and letting out smoke.

I'm adding the fucking name to my fucking birth certificate.

It finna be Big Kai Monster Kincaid.

I never liked Nathaniel anyway.

She got a nigga fucked up.

I leaned forward and opened my laptop on the table. I grabbed my phone and unlocked it.

I moved to the tracker.

I stared at the red dot standing in a particular location which is pretty familiar.

She is out of town.

I knew she wouldn't take the things I got for her.

Yeah, a monster knows how monsters are fucking treated.

She asked for her old bag, which I had to put a tiny tracking device in.

She free to go but not away from me.

I wasn't playin' when I said that fucking shit.

I had to take Caleb's advice just to calm her down. But it is barely a day and I feel stripped of a very important thing.

I don't know how long I'm gonna last without going after her ass.

That girl is mine.

I don't care how she sees me, she is fucking mine.

I took a drag and puffed out smoke.

I shouldn't have taken Caleb's fucking advice.

This shit is getting frustrating.

A knock came on my door and it opened, revealing Caleb.

Speak of the annoying devil.

"Sir," he called while approaching.

I returned my gaze to my phone.

"Talk to me,"

"The information is clear. She is at her paternal grandparents' place."

I nodded slightly. "Grandparents', huh?"

"It is a town out of the city."

"I know," I said, still staring at my phone.

She rejected the things I got for her, rejected her own place because I did a little reshaping and all.

She fucking hates this monster that much, doesn't she?

"What's on your mind, sir?" Caleb asked.

I put down my phone and gulped my whiskey.

"I presume you plan to give her at least a month to be calm."

I looked at him.

"Or a few weeks?"

"The fuck you saying, nigga?"

He lowered his gaze.

"What fucking month? The little hours gone are fucking torture and you here talking to me about a fucking month, is you insane, boy?"

I nodded slightly. "I understand how you feel, sir. But she...."

"Fuck that. I'm gonna do what I'm gonna do. I took your advice alright. Now, I am doing my shit." I said, moving my gaze to my laptop.

"What do you intend to do?"

I threw him a glare.

His face twitched. "Apologies, boss."

"Fuck outta ma face."

He gave me a nod before heading out.

Motherfucker.

AN HOUR LATER........

"Who is my best friend?! Jay Jay is my best friend!"

He laughed and so did she wrapped him gently in a hug.

I puffed out smoke as the old clips displayed on my fucking laptop screen.

I switched to another clip and it's the first move from her that drew my attention for the first time.

She just had to take off her clothes.

But regretted it later.

She had a little bit of my attention than but I didn't know that myself till she did what she did right in front of the damn mirror.

Touch her fucking pussy.

Moan like a fucking baddie.

The sight was intoxicating to watch.

That drives me fucking nuts.

It was entertaining but fucking offensive.

She started this shit.

Now she wanna run from me?

Nah huh.

It is you and me forever, shawty.

Forever.

A knock came on my door and it opened, revealing Imani.

"Hey, Big Brother," she called, approaching with her clicking heels.

I returned my gaze to my laptop as her clicking heels forced my skin to fucking crawl.

"What's up?"

"The fuck you want?" I asked without looking at her.

She scoffed, pushing down my laptop and it closed.

I looked at her.

I took notice of her fucking outfit.

Short and tight shiny green dress, boots heels, make-up, and hair perfectly done.

And she is standing like a model with her hands on her small hips.

I relaxed in my seat as I stared at her.

She smirked.

"What's the occasion?"

She chuckled. "You like what you see, huh?"

I raised my brows.

"How do I look?" she asked, giving me a spin.

Like I asked for one.

She is smiling and waiting for an answer.

"Girl, why the fuck you dressed up for?"

She rolled her eyes.

"Well," she flipped her hair proudly. "It is Friday night. I wanna go clubbing."

I raised my brows.

Clubbing?

That's new.

"It's been a while, you know."

"No shit."

"So, I decided to go tonight. You are coming with."

"Not a chance," I said, getting on my feet and picking up my bottle. I walked around the table and headed towards my main desk.

She scoffed. "What do you mean not chance? You always tell me to loosen up. Now I am trying to do as you have advised, and you are bailing out?"

"Perfect timing, lil sis," I said, placing my bottle on the desk, and walking towards my walk-in closet.

Her clicking heels followed like a fucking magnet.

"Seriously, Kai."

I let out a sigh.

"Why don't you want to go?"

I didn't respond but grabbed a tank top.

"Don't you wanna hang out with your only family?"

I turned and walked past her as I put on the damn tank top.

She hurried past me and stood in front of me.

I stopped in my tracks.

"Why aren't you answering?"

"Get your annoying ass outta my face, Imani."

She didn't obey but folded her hands and stared at me with that annoying attitude.

"What's your fucking problem?"

"Go back into the walk-in closet, put some clubbing clothes on, and let's hit the motherfucking club."

I scoffed. "Get your ass to the club yourself, girl. I ain't in the mood." I said walking past her.

"Why is that huh?"

I walked towards my bed and sat on it.

"Is that white bitch the reason?"

I looked at her.

She raised her brows with an attitude.

"You wanna get fucked up, don't you?"

"I dare you, Kai," she said, placing her hands on her hips.

"Call her a bitch one more time," I said sternly.

"What the fuck is wrong with you? What has she done to your ass?"

"Get the fuck outta ma room."

"That girl is a fucking disease and you are letting her infect you." She said, pointing at me.

"I don't see how that's your fucking business."

"It is because you are my....."

"Fuck that shit, Imani!" I retorted.

She stared at me.

"I don't give two shits what I am to you. Get the fuck outta ma room and don't ever come in here again if you ain't got somethin' reasonable to say."

She scoffed in disbelief.

"Go."

She walked towards the door with an attitude. I averted my eyes from her.

Crazy ass bi....

"You know what," she said, making me look at her.

"I wish your white bitch gets run over by a motherfucker truck and dies."

I clenched my knuckles.

"She's nothing but a fucking white whore!"

"Fuck you, Imani!"

She chuckled as she walked out.

"I'm gonna kill your ass some day, bitch!"

She slammed my door shut.

"And don't be slamming my fucking door!"

I will kill her ass one day. She be testing me lately.

Crazy ass bitch.

TWO HOURS LATER.......

AT THE BALCONY......

The refreshing wind cut the direction of my smoke as I puffed it.

The city looks beautiful from where I stood and the wind is capable of making you sleep so good and catch a terrible cold along the way.

Been an hour since Imani decided to be a pain in the ass like always and I still haven't stopped thinking about my shawty.

I have confirmed she is safe where she is.

For now.

But her being that far away isn't working for my fucking sanity right now.

Fuck it.

I'mma change things right now.

I took out my phone from my pocket and went through my call logs.

I dialed a familiar.

I placed my phone to my ear as the line rang.

No response.

Motherfucker asleep at this time?

I called again.

He picked the third ring.

"Hello?"

"Nigga, you sleeping at this time?" I asked.

He made a sleepy sound like he was getting up.

"Who is this?"

"Big Kai, motherfucker."

"Big Kai? Damn, man. What you mean sleeping at this time? Do you know what time it is?"

I puffed out smoke.  "You tell me."

"It's almost two am, nigga. The fuck is wrong with you?" he whined.

"Get your lazy ass up, we finna talk."

"Talk about what?"

"Is your ass up?"

He sucked his teeth tiredly.

"Wait a second," he said. "Sorry, girl."

I furrowed my brows.

"Girl? Boy, you got some shawty there with you?" I asked.

"Yeah, five of 'em."

"Five? Damn, man."

"What?"

"Ain't you broke for that much?"

"Ain't you wealthy enough not to get your fucking wedding canceled?"

I scoffed. "Right back at me, huh?"

"Tell me what you want, men?" he asked. "And I ain't broke. Just outta cash lately."

"What's the fucking difference?"

He heaved a sigh. "What you want?"

"I'm callin' bout Jamal."

"You mean Lil Kai?"

"Motherfucker, what I say about..."

"Geez men, I get it. Damn." He blurted.

I took a drag of my cigar and puffed out smoke, calming my fucking nerves.

"He's good. Why?"

"I need you to do something for me."

He heaved a sigh. " What's that?"