《50 Shades of Dark clouds》Chapter 40
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"Damn cuh why was yo little sister trying to kill you the other day?" Sevyn asked West.
"Cause she crazy as fuck" Ant said sitting down at the conference table.
"Yeah what was that all about?" Nicole asked
"I brought up some dumb shit that happened in the past when she was young and it got to her"
"oh damn what happened?" Nicole asked
West leaned back in his chair "when she was young she stayed with her grandma, one day she came home and found her grandma beating half way to death and a lot of other foul ass shit was done to her and a lot of shit was stolen from them too" he paused "Nuni ain't really care about the stuff the stole she seeked revenge for what they did to her grandma"
"So she had a few people get killed they deserve that shit for what they did to that old lady" Ant said
"Eh something like that Amour took it upon herself to kill them" He paused "But a three month old babygirl was caught in the crossfire that shit be eating her up everyday"
Everybody had a different reaction to the story. They all done bad things but everybody in this game know kids are off limits.
"Damn" Ant said there's nothing he really could say.
"That's crazy" Sevyn paused "but that shit could have happened to any of us, when folks do shit to the people we love we don't show no remorse we just do"
Ant nodded in agreement "Facts somebody do something to my little sister gots to know I'm cutting up I don't give a fuck"
Santana walked in the conference room with Ezekiel following behind him. "Where's Nuni" he said looking around the room.
"Don't know haven't talked to her since this morning" Santana replied looking up from his phone.
Ezekiel looked at the notification that popped up on his phone "She said she can't make it over booked at the shop" he huffed "alright let's get to it so first and foremost we know that Mikey threatened Nuni to get to Santana because he claims he wants to talk"
"He ain't just threaten her he whooped her ass too" Ant added
Sevyn smacked his lips "Nah Duh dummy we all seen her face"
"What the fuck Mikey want with me?" Santana said sitting up.
"Hell he probably wanna talk cause y'all brothers-" Ant was cut off by West.
"Y'all brothers?" West asked "Damn this a small world" he mumbled.
"Maybe you should see what he want" E-man insisted.
Santana shook his head no "I'm straight" then walked out with Ant following.
"Aye bro"
Santana looked up from his phone "What's up"
"Listen I know I ain't the brightest star but it's some weird shit going on" he said in a whisper tone.
"What you talking about?"
"check this I know a little shorty from around the way that work at the club she was telling me Eli be at the club almost every night with some niggas" Ant paused "Hell and I know it ain't us cause we here every night so boom I'm like describe them to me, shit she do better she shows me a picture of them"
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Ant passed Santana the phone "that nigga look familiar" he said zooming in.
"You wanna know why cause that's one of them Santos niggas who was at the club that night" he paused while Santana tried to process it "hell and if you zoom in there Mikey"
"What the fuck Eli doing hanging with them opp ass niggas"
"Shit I don't know but we better find out real quick cause Eli on some weird shit that nigga don't come around no more nothing he be acting distant"
"You put Sevyn on game?" Santana asked
"Yeah he looking in to it trying to put some shit together the only thing he got is that Eli and Mikey are cousins but hell I could have put that together"
"Let me get out of here"
"Where you headed"
"To Nuni shop"
"Oh ok tell my bestie I said wassup" he paused "I'm finna dip outta town for a little I'll let you know wassup though some shit not right"
"Be safe love you gang" Santana said dapping him up.
"Love you too nigga" Ant said
The two sped out the parking spot will that be the last time they see each other? Nah I'm just fucking with y'all or am I?...
Amour finally picked up on the third time "Hello" she said in a raspy voice.
"Where you at" Santana asked
"um I'm at the shop where you at?" She asked
Santana looked around her shop "oh me? I'm at the shop" he paused "Nuni where you at"
"A hotel up the street" she said in a dry tone.
"get dressed I'm on my way"
"Where we going"
"Let's not be stubborn right now just get dressed" he said dryly then hung up.
Amour walked out the hotel and got in the car. The smell of alcohol instantly hit Santana nose.
"why this seat so damn far back" Amour mumbled "Where we going"
"just ride" he said turning the radio up.
Amour stared out the window eventually falling asleep. She hasn't slept in days. She felt like her life was falling apart nothing seemed to be going right. Imani was being distant. Amour understood though her family brings people pain and problems, she just really missed her nephew.
Santana drove for two hours with no specific destination. A lot of shit was going on and he was truly tired of it. His brother dying really hit him hard and hasn't had time to cope with it. Him and his mom never had a good relationship. And his father left him traumatized. Everybody always leaves him Santana started to think maybe he was the problem.
Santana pulled into a parking garage that led to a roof top that looked over the city. He just sat there looking at the buildings.
"Where we at" Amour said looking over the city.
"A rooftop" he said getting out the car making Amour follow.
"What we doing here?" she asked
Santana shrugged his shoulders then looked at the buildings with the bright lights "it's so much of the world that most folks don't even get to see" he paused "some die while their young before they get to and others grow old in their childhood neighborhood"
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Amour nodded in agreement trying to figure out where he was going with this.
"You think you have a drinking problem?" he asked
Amour frowned her face "why you ask that?"
"I smelled the alcohol on you before you even got in the car-"
Amour became offended "I was only drinking because I got a new tattoo" she paused "So stop trying to make assumptions" she mumbled
"Ain't nobody trying to make assumptions about yo big head ass" he paused "I'm just asking because I don't want you to think nobody notices" he said truthfully.
There was a brief moment of silence "I do sometimes overdue it with alcohol" she paused "Alcohol is like my safe place when I'm drinking I can't feel nothing it's like I'm numb to the pain"
"But you don't have to-"
"Your right I don't, but I do" she paused "Hopefully things get better so I can get better"
Santana nodded "What tattoo did yo ass get?" He asked
"A cover up" she said showing her arm that was now covered with butterflies and roses instead of West face.
"Oh that's hard what made you cover it up?"
Amour smacked her lips "cause that nigga ain't dead no more"
"You a mess" he said laughing
"How was y'all little conference meeting?"
"Yo pops want me to meet Mikey but I don't give a damn about shit he talking about" he paused "I'm worried about who killed my brother"
Amour looked off trying not to make eye contact, "um when Mikey threatened me at the shop" she paused "uh he told me he killed Splain but I don't know if he telling the truth it could be a set up"
Santana jerked his head back "you wasn't gone tell me"
"I was-"
"When though" he said hopping off the car.
"Soon like real soon-"
Santana cut her off "or was you to drunk to remember" he mumbled walking off.
Amour jerked her head back "How the fuck- nigga I ain't tell you because it was a lot of shit going on that day plus we don't know if it's true he could be trying to set you up you don't know what your dealing with"
"You know I been trying to figure this shit out for months-"
"I don't know shit because you don't tell me shit" Amour mumbled loudly.
"And you don't tell me shit either-"
Amour cut him off "Bro what do you want me to tell you, you know everything about me hell"
"You should have let me knew what was up"
"And you should have let me know that their was a possibility that my brother was alive" she said crossing her arms.
He shrugged his shoulders "I ain't want to get your hopes up and you had other shit going on you had just lost your baby"
"You don't get to decide what you think is best for me-"
"Hell somebody need to-"
Amour started talking over him "Don't do that" she paused "you know what" Amour grab her phone and slammed the door and started walking.
Santana hit the steering wheel and got out the car. "Amour" he yelled walking after her.
Amour continued walking.
"Just come get in the car I'll take you wherever you tryna go"
"I'll Uber" she said continuing to walk.
Santana smacked his lips "ok I'm sorry"
"Fuck you and your apology" she yelled continuing to walk.
"Girl fuck you" Santana yelled back "now bring yo ass"
"I'm only walking back because I don't know where the hell i'm at"Amour said then started walking back to car.
"You do too fucking much" Santana said when Amour got in the car.
Amour slammed the door "And you don't do enough"
"Stop slamming my shit crazy ass little girl"
"Stop calling me crazy" she said slapping his arm repeatedly.
"Ok damn I'm sorry"
"You only saying that because you want me to stop" she said hitting him one more time.
"Alright Amour" he said cranking the car up.
"Since we getting everything off our chest" she paused "I think I'm not too sure but I do believe your father is the leader of the Santos and he orchestrated for Splain to be killed but I don't think he knows he's going after you because you don't go by Artist You go by Santana" she said in a quick breath.
Santana nodded and started driving. After a few moments of him not replying Amour tapped him.
"Did you hear what I just said" she asked him.
"Heard ju" he paused "you feel like staying at a hotel tonight I don't feel like driving anymore"
"yeah I guess but did you hear what I said"
He turned up the radio and drove to the nearest hotel.
Amour hoped out the shower and slid on her robe since she didn't have no clothes to put on at the moment.
"What you doing out here" Amour said sliding the door open.
"Nothing chilling" Santana said
Amour cleared her throat "I know we don't always see eye to eye but regardless of that shit I'm here for you no matter what" she paused "so if you want to go up the tool on them wack ass niggas you know I'm down"
"You sound like a nigga" Santana said then started laughing. "But I know what's up with you that shit don't got to be explained"
The two didn't say anything they just looked over the balcony.
Santana looked over at Amour admiring her features. Damn she beautiful he thought to his self.
"I love you" Santana blurted out.
Amour started smiling hard. "I love you too Artist" she said with a goofy grin.
Santana never told no girl he loved them so for him to say that to Amour mean she has a special place in his heart.
The two held a long passionate sloppy kiss and y'all know what happened after that...
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