Harlem On Lock Excerpt

Savior and I stayed on the freeway for over an hour. All Savior could say through out the trip was, “Whoa.” After I went over what Stuckey had just told me.

            “I know, my mom was a real fucking trip, huh?”

Mama, I thought, you need your ass whipped for this one!

            “People make mistakes.”

            “Yeah. I know all about that. I was raised by two walking mistakes.”

            We exited the freeway which was practically empty due to it being so late. Once off, we stopped at a red light where Savior took the opportunity to kiss me. And I know I wasn’t hearing things when T.I. blared in my ears making my heart speed up rapidly. But it wasn’t coming from our car. My hands gripped one of Savior’s as I peered out the rearview mirror.

            “Damn, baby, you got a tight ass grip.”

            I didn’t reply, just kept looking at the side mirror at the Excursion behind us that had Chief’s driver inside of it.

            “Harlem, you okay?”

            My breathing had become shallow. I pointed behind me with a shaking finger.

            Savior looked out his side mirror.

            My lips trembled and my knees began to shake.

            “Damn,” he muttered.

            The SUV honked at us but Savior ignored it and took off as soon as the light changed to green. The truck trailed behind us.

            Savior increased his speed.

            My eyes shot back to the mirror.

            They were close, right on our heels.

            He made a quick right. “Harlem, I’m gonna get us out of this shit,” he promised.

            But I didn’t respond. My stomach was twisting in knots and I could not stop my body from trembling.

            He punched it to sixty and shot past a stop sign, took a quick left, then a quick right and drove down another street.

            I gripped the armrest on the car door as Savior skidded to a stop at a red light.

            When it turned green Savior sped off again and quickly turned down an alley. I craned my neck to see the Excursion pause at the alley opening as if he was going to let us go. He busted a U-turn and went the other way.

            Savior paused for a minute then put the car in reverse and backed up to go the opposite way. I looked wildly behind me through the back window as he closed the distance and we were about to dip out of the alley. But just as we reached the end and Savior was about to make a quick right, the Excursion, along with a black car, were on us and we were caged the fuck in!

            “Harlem, duck!”

            Savior shoved my head down as glass shattered into the car from the impact from a bat one of the dudes swung at it.

            A fist swept through the window and Savior was punched in his face and dragged from the car by three guys who threw him on the pissy-ass alley ground and commenced to whipping on him. I screamed loudly and cursed them bastards for putting their hands on him.

            Suddenly, Solomon’s ugly ass face filled the broken car window. “Come here, bitch.”

            “Fuck you!”

            I scooted my body as far towards the passenger side as possible and swung my foot at his head.

            He ducked and leaned further in the car, grabbed my arm and dragged my ass out. I grimaced as broken glass prickled my skin.

            He held my arms behind me making it impossible for me to move them, and he leaned my body backwards so I was on the balls of my feet and leaning against him, keeping me off balance.

            “Let me go, you cross-eyed mothafucka.”

            He tongue teased my right earlobe and he whispered, “You know you talk a lot of shit. Maybe I’m gonna have to stuff your mouth with my dick, just to shut you up.”

            I threw my head back and tried to spit on him. He used his other hand to push my face away and laughed.

            “You put your shit in my mouth you gonna end up with a stump for a dick,” I threatened.

            “Relax, boo. We’ll have time for that later. Chief wanted you to see this.”

            I sobbed and shook my head as Solomon forced me to watch the three men continue to beat on Savior. One held him up while one continued to pound his flesh with his fist, making Savior groan. The other joined in the attack, swinging his bat at Savior, hitting him in his back and side. Blood was running down Savior’s face as he still tried to fight back but he couldn’t. The dude holding the bat swung it again and hit Savior in the mouth, making me scream at the top of my lungs and struggle against Solomon. Blood sprayed from his mouth and Savior dropped to the ground, but they continued to hit and stomp his body until he stopped moving and his blood was splattered all over the ground at their feet.

            “Savior! Savior!” I sobbed over and over again. A pain rose in my chest, because I didn’t know if Savior was dead or alive.

            The three men hopped in the Excursion.

            But Solomon didn’t move an inch. His feet remained rooted in the spot we were both in.

            One of the dudes in the passenger seat next to Chief’s driver yelled, “What the fuck you waiting for? Let’s go!”

            “Ahhh…Fellas, I’m about to make a quick detour.”

            When he rubbed his dick against the crack of my ass I knew just what detour he meant.

            I screamed for help as loud as I could but it didn’t stop Solomon from dragging me to his car, throwing me in the back seat and trying to pull my pants and panties down. I used all the power I possessed to get his ass off of me. I scratched his face, kicked him in the nuts, bit one of his fingers, but still, some way he managed to get my pants down to my ankles. He planted his knees into my thighs so I couldn’t escape and held my hands over my head in one of his hands. Then with the other he unzipped his pants and yanked out his raggedy little dick.

            “I been waiting to do his shit for the longest, but Savior’s ass beat me to it.”

            He stuck a finger in my pussy making me close my eyes and squirm. “Let me get this shit wet and ready for me.” He wiggled his finger around inside of me.

            I cried again and kept yelling.

            Just as he was about to stick his shit into me he was plucked off of me and pushed aside by Chief’s driver.

            “Man, what the fuck are you doing?” Solomon yelled, pulling away from him and stomping his feet on the concrete like a damn kid.

            The driver said simply, “You know what the orders were.”

It was the first time I heard him speak. And his words were like music to my ears because those words saved me from getting raped by Solomon.

            “Man, I was just trying to get me a little piece. He’s going to kill the bitch anyway. What fucking harm would it have done?”

            When Solomon caught sight of the look of murder in the driver’s eyes, he backed up slightly and said, “Okay, big man, it’s your call.”

            Without another word, Chief’s driver yanked my pants up around my waist and pulled me from out of the car. He held me in a tight grip and swept past Solomon. He didn’t release me until me made it to the truck where he shoved me in the back seat near one of the three guys that had whipped on Savior.

            I stared out the window at Savior’s body. He wasn’t moving and I started crying all over again as they, without the lease bit of concern, drove right by him, leaving him to die out there. Even Solomon sped away in the opposite direction in the black car.

            I kept sobbing and loudly sniffing and calling out Savior’s name until one of the dudes said, “Shut that bitch up.”

            Then one of them reached over and punched me in the mouth, knocking me out cold.