《Louisiana Nights》0 6
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sat on a circular stool, seated in front of a bar. He was currently at Benny's Liquor, his favorite bar in New Orleans. There was nothing better than committing a few felonies and then having a drink to celebrate your accomplishments, yet he wasn't at the bar celebrating. If anything, he was at the bar trying to find ways to numb the pain he was currently feeling.
The left side of his face was throbbing, still feeling the wrath of the baby stroller. His tan chest was now marked with red marks that would eventually change for the worst, before they got better. His gums ached from loosing one of his front teeth. His whole body was feeling like it was repeatedly ran over, and he just wanted something to ease the pain.
"Here ya' go." A bartender said before sliding a cup filled with Hennessy towards Muerte.
Nodding his head at the bartender, Muerte quickly grabbed the drink and threw it back. The bitter liquid traveled down his throat with a fight, but by Muerte's facial expressions, anyone would have thought it went down smoothly.
Placing his cup down harshly, Muerte slid it towards the bartender so that he could make another one.
While Muerte was more worried about drinking his pain away, he didn't pay attention to the brown eyes that watched him from afar.
"Well look who it is!" A loud voice shouted as they entered the bar.
The man stood in the doorway, looking at the side of Muerte's body. The man was a 5'9, hispanic man with a slim figure. He was known around New Orleans as "Kid". The name came from his childish tendencies, his lack of maturity, and his kid-like features.
Walking towards Muerte, Kid roughly grabbed Muerte's shoulders.
"People tell a lot of stories about you and I usually don't believe them, but I had ta' ask about this new one." Kid said loudly, not caring who heard.
By now, the people who stood around the pool tables and sat at the tables drinking were now looking at the scene unfold before them.
"What story did you hear?" Muerte said lowly, waiting for Kid to say something that would piss him off.
The two cups of Hennessy had made him feel numb to the pain he was feeling, but it didn't make the anger he was feeling go away, in fact, it increased it.
"I heard," Kid paused as loud, obnoxious laughter left out of his mouth. "that you got beat up by a man with a baby. A cute, little, wittle baby."
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As Kid continued to laugh, the people surrounding him began to laugh to.
"I also heard that one of you're front teeth are taking residence in that alley."
As the sound of laughter increased, Muerte's grip on his glass cup tightened.
"I could never talk to a guy missing a tooth in the front." A woman who sat a few seats down from Muerte said to another woman who sat near her.
The girl near her nodded her head.
"I seen it when he opened his mouth. A little slither of the tooth is just hanging from his gums."
Both woman grimaced.
"He need to just let that baby shark tooth go, and find a fake one to put in its place." One of the woman said making the other one laugh, harder.
The laughter stopped when everybody heard the sound of glass shattering. Looking around to see where it happened at, everybody's gaze stopped at the glass cup that was just sitting in Muerte's hand. It was now broken in pieces all along the counter of the bar.
Muerte stood up, yanking Kid's hand off his shoulder in the process. Twisting around, he now held Kid's right shoulder with his left arm twisted behind him painfully.
"What are you doing, man?" Kid let out painfully.
Muerte didn't stop, until he heard a bone pop out and Kid's screams. Throwing Kid's body away from his, Muerte walked over to the two woman who were talking about him.
"I don't know why you coming over here thinking you all big and bad. My brother's won't even let you talk or touch me, so go somewhere else with that." One of the woman said, scoffing at Muerte's figure that moved closer to where she and her friend sat.
Muerte let out a dry chuckle, before saying, "Fuck you're brothers."
Before Muerte could take another step, he felt a hand grip his shoulder.
"My eyes work perfectly fine, but I must be seeing things cause I know I don't see you walking up on my sister like you're gonna hit her."
Another guy began to talk.
"I wouldn't try to do that if I were you."
Muerte scoffed, tired of hearing people's mouth.
Reaching for a beer bottle, Muerte quickly turned around and swung the beer bottle at the girl's brother's head. Seeing that he was down for the count, Muerte grabbed a pool stick from someone else's hands and turned to face the girl's other brother.
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His eyes were widened with shock, before he fixed his eyes at Muerte. Charging towards Muerte, he was stopped when Muerte grabbed a pool stick and swung it into his chest. With the guy faltering in his step at the pool stick's blow, Muerte quickly ran up and landed a powerful right hook across the guy's face.
Once the guy landed on the ground, knocking a few chairs down along the way, with a loud thud, Muerte turned to the two woman.
"Both you're brother's are pussies." Muerte said in the woman's shocked face.
The woman's face quickly consorted into a facial expression that showed anger.
Knowing that she wouldn't be able to cause physical harm to Muerte, especially if her brother's couldn't, she did the next best thing: spit on him.
A big glob of the girl's saliva landed on the center of Muerte's forehead. The woman smirked in triumph, but stopped when she seen Muerte's eyes that were filled with rage.
Wiping the woman's spit off of his forehead before it could drip down his face, Muerte shook his head letting out a chuckle that didn't sound joyful.
"I don't touch woman, but you bout ta' get touched today." Muerte said to the woman.
Before she could react, Muerte had already grabbed her head and slammed it into the bar's countertop. Releasing her head, he quickly grabbed her friend's hand that was about to land a slap on him. Throwing the hand away, he quickly followed up with a smack of his own.
He felt joy when he heard a crack, followed by her scream.
Looking around the bar, Muerte made sure to lock eyes with all the people who occupied it. Letting them see the face that harmed four people and was willing to harm more.
"I'll take my leave now." With that being said, Muerte headed out into the nighttime.
Quickly walking into the alley besides the bar, Muerte began to walk towards the end, so he could head over to his old lady's spot.
"Wait!" A voice yelled from behind Muerte.
Seeing that Muerte kept walking, the voice yelled again, but this time louder.
"Wait!"
"What do you want?" Muerte shouted, finally turning around.
Standing there was a five foot seven, brown skin woman with brown eyes. Just from one look, Muerte could tell that the woman had been homeless for years. Her skin was covered dirt, her clothes torn and ragged, her hair was hidden in a hole filled scarf, and a cart filled with trash bags trailed behind her.
"I don't have any money to give you, if that's what you're gonna ask for." Muerte said getting straight to the point.
The lady quickly shook her head, smiling at Muerte. All Muerte did was grimace and think about how glad he was that he only missed one tooth, unlike the lady who looked like she was missing multiple.
"I don't want money. Money is nothing to me. I just wanted to tell you that I know someone who could use your skill set."
Muerte stood there for a few moments, eyeing the woman.
Why would a homeless woman go out of her way to tell him about a job? As the wheels began to turn in his head, Muerte began to grow curious.
"Tell me more."
The lady nodded, smiling even more.
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The lady quietly opened the window, before shutting and locking it when she reached the other side. She began to walk into the apartment she broke into like she knew the whole layout. Before she could take another step, someone flicked the light on.
Looking at the figure across from her, she smiled at the fine man in front of her.
"Well," She started, before moving closer. "how do you like my make up baby?"
The man licked his lips, before looking the lady up and down.
"You know that I think you look good in anything, Samia."
The lady, Samia, laughed while nodding her head in agreement.
Removing the hole filled scarf from her head, her box braids began to fall down and grace her head. Grabbing the left side of her face, she removed her old lady mask. Throwing the mask on the floor, she quickly removed her mouth piece that made her look like she lacked teeth.
"I like it when you strip for me." Sahir said stalking towards her. "How'd it go?"
Samia looked into his eyes, placing her right hand on the back of his neck. Pushing his neck down, until his thick lips graced hers. The kiss was slow, but filled with need. Before the kiss could get any deeper, Samia pulled back.
"I did what I had to do, now we wait."
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