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“It’s me, Maxi, cuzzo. I got a question to ask you,” she said.

“What up, cuz? I’m gonna put some money on your books tomorrow. I just got out the hospital and shit, but what u wanna know?” Murder asked.

“You got something going on with this chick named Nikki? She in here talking about you’re her man and shit. Is there something I need to know?”

“Fuck, nah. Is she in there with you or something?” Murder asked, sitting up on the couch and turning the TV completely off so he could focus on the conversation at hand.

“Yeah, she’s my fucking cell mate. She’s been talking ’bout you like you’re her man or something. You sure you ain’t fuck this broad?” Bertha asked for clarification.

“Hell nah. I’m about to marry her cousin. Fuck that hoe and her wide open pussy. You should’ve hit her in her damn mouth when she said my name.”

“Nah, I played the shit off like I didn’t know who the fuck you were. Then, I bounced out of the cell to call you. You know how I move,” she said and laughed.

“Real shit, cuzo, if you need to, you can go ’head and look out for her while she’s there. Make sure her stay there is the shit, you know what I’m saying?” Murder said.

Hearing Murder say that and the tone in which he said it let Bertha know that Murder meant the exact opposite of what he said. He was straight up telling her to do whatever she wanted to Nikki.

“Word, that’s how you feel? If I do that, then you gonna have to look out on my books too, nigga,” she said.

“I got you, cuzo, fa sho’. If you look out for me, then you won’t have shit to worry about. I’ll even get you set up so when you come home, you’ll be straight,” he reassured her.

“Well, then, say no more. I got ya. If you think of anything else that she might need, just hit me up with a text to this phone. I’ll hit you back when the coast is clear. You know how it is in here,” she said and smiled.

“I don’t know who you think you talking to, but we know you’re running shit up in there, cuz. Boss shit runs in the blood. Stop fronting for the recorders on the line,” Murder said.

“Says the nigga that don’t have to put up with the bullshit ass COs coming in here searching my shit because of what they thought they heard on the phone tap,” Bertha said.

She knew that Murder didn’t give one fuck about them boys listening to their conversations. She didn’t either because the searches never got the COs anywhere. Her shit was hidden very well, and they hadn’t caught her slipping. That wasn’t going to change anytime soon.

“What the fuck ever,” Murder said.

“Alright, cousin, I found out what I needed to know. I’m gonna get off this phone and go find me something to do until it’s time to go back in our cells. I’ll call you next week to give you an update,” she told him.

“Sounds like a plan to me,” he responded before they both ended the call.

Bertha made her way to the yard. She needed time to think about what she was going to do about the Nikki situation.

Murder sat on the couch thinking about what his next move could be. He was tired of being made to look like a fool because of Lawrynn’s family. It was time for him to break everything down to her. She needed to understand what was about to happen.

Getting up, he found her in the bedroom lying on the bed reading a book. He was happy that she wasn’t looking at one of those ratchet ass television shows.

“Yo, we need to talk about some things,” Murder said as he walked in to sit on the bed next to her.

“Okay, what’s going on?” she asked.

“Nikki is locked up with my cousin. She’s actually her cellmate. I know that you and her may never have that sisterly relationship, but it might be a good idea for you to go talk to her. I don’t think she knows that y’all are really sisters.”

“Yeah, I’ve been thinking about that lately. She deserves to know that we’re sisters. I know she may have a lot of questions that I can’t answer, but we still need to talk. She needs to understand that she did some fucked up stuff behind things that I knew nothing about. I never asked her why she attacked me that day. It seemed like it was out of nowhere. We weren’t even speaking to each other then. She had what she wanted in Pain, so she should’ve just left everything alone. I just don’t get it,” Lawrynn said.

“What was with all the attitude you were giving Pain?” Murder asked.

“He makes my ass itch. We had a few words the night you got shot then his little girlfriend had to put her two cents into our conversation,” she explained.

“Into it about what, though, Lawrynn?” he asked. Murder made sure she heard him call her by her first name.

“I accused him of shooting you,” she answered. Murder looked at her with a confused expression on his face. “What? You mean to tell me that you never thought he was gonna come for you after we got together?” she asked. Lawrynn couldn’t understand what the hell he was confused about.

“Fuck no. I know he felt some kind of way, but that nigga would never shoot my ass. Pain and I go way back. This thing that we have was meant to be. He might not like it, but he damn sure respects it. I didn’t push up on you while y’all were together. Now, if we were fucking around behind his back then I could side with you on that. He knows he’s the one who fucked up, not us. Me and him may not be over everything, but we’re definitely not to the point of wanting to kill each other.

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