Read The Lipstick Clique Online

Authors: David Weaver

Tags: #General Fiction

The Lipstick Clique (17 page)

 

“I’ll see you in a few minutes baby!” He said to her as he watched her get out of the car. She turned back and smiled at him. Her smile was electric and soothing to him. It let him know that he was doing the right thing, and it made him feel that much better.

 

__________

 

Treasure was about to lose her mind. “5!! What the fuck is going on??” She screamed through the cell phone as she looked out of her window. 5 had been gone for two hours, and now there was an entire task force outside of the house that he had told her to stay in while he went to the store.

 

5 sounded calm on the other end of the phone, however. So calm, that when he spoke, she already knew what it was about. “Say Treasure… you thought I was a fool didn’t you? You really thought that it was o.k. for you to keep secrets away from me didn’t you? Well… you know what? That’s not a good look at all baby. I decided to give you a taste of your own medicine! Shit… you helped my dream come true baby!”

 

Treasure was angry as fuck as the tears mixed with sweat and starting dripping down her face. “What muthafuckin dream nigga!???” She screamed in frustration. She was angry because she had honestly put most of her trust into 5 and he had punished her as a result. She was hurt because it seemed like every time she put her trust into a man, she got the same damn results.
Benji
had crushed her like an ant, and tried to thump her off of the table. And all of those years later… after she had sworn up and down that she would never again put her trust into one man, she had found herself back at ground zero.

 

What the fuck is wrong with men these days?
She thought as she sat on the phone enduring the punishment of a lifetime. She knew that if she went back to prison, the death penalty was a given. She knew that with all of her heart. “Man… 5!! What fuckin’ dream did I help come true for you?? Because you certainly didn’t help any of mine come true! The only thing you’re doing for me is trying to make my nightmare more difficult!”

 

5 chuckled on the phone. “My dream was to become a millionaire. The reward for your arrest was one million dollars in cash. I don’t wanna break the law, I just wanna be legit. I’ll be able to provide a better opportunity for my family down the line. For generations to come, I’ll be able to make sure my family is in a better place. Shit… I’ll take that over love on any given day.”

 

Treasure hung the phone up on him and watched the scene play out. She watched as the law enforcement surrounded the building with their guns in hand. Then she watched as 5 drove up in his vehicle. She watched him as he got out of the car and walked up to the lead detective and shook his hand. She watched the local news helicopter as it surrounded the area. She watched the entire hood show up with curiosity written across their faces.

 

She watched as the lead officer held his hand up, telling everyone to give him one second, watched him smile in front of the cameras with 5 in the picture with him… watched him hold a mini press conference… watched the confidence that he carried on his face… then she watched as the officers barged into the apartment with guns drawn and handcuffs out.

 

She was glad that she was not in that apartment. She was across the street staring at the results of what would have happened if she had put all of her trust into the wrong person. She was staring at the results of betrayal and the consequence of being with a loser. She had known that something was amiss as soon as he had tried to drop her off at the apartment. As soon as he left, she went straight across the street and stood in the window so that she could get a better view of whatever 5’s plan was.

 

Treasure was a true criminal, a smooth criminal, and there was no way that she would allow any amateur or rookie to set her up for a million dollars. Shit… the way she was feeling, she might have set her own damn
self up
for that cool million. She shook her head as the cops came out of the apartment with confusion written on their faces. She laughed as the lead officer went from being 5’s buddy, to being 5’s worst enemy.

 

She laughed tears when the officer put handcuffs on 5. There was no telling what he was being arrested for, but more than likely it was for one of the assorted crimes that the Dirt Mob was so in love with committing. She laughed one more time at the thought that 5 had thrown stones and lived in a glass house. She watched as his house came shattering to pieces.

 

One thing that Treasure knew for sure, was that no matter what she had to do, she would make
sure
that she paid 5, Danielle, Meatloaf, and Grimmer back for what they had tried to do to her. Treasure just wanted someone who was going to ride or die for her no matter what happens or what situations occur, and she didn’t have that. She looked at her Lipstick Clique tattoo and wondered what her old friend Milan was up to.

 

I think I’ll try to check on that bitch
. She thought as she turned and walked away from the pathetic ass police scene. As the most wanted criminal in the United States of America, it was indeed and without an inkling of doubt, her against the world.

 

She applied some lipstick as she went down the elevator and adjusted it, using the inside mirror. She rubbed the excess lipstick off of her face with her finger. When she felt that she had the lipstick applied perfectly, she looked at herself in the mirror and gave herself a kiss.
Muahhhhh
!

 
 
 

Also Available by David Weaver

 

A Love Story

 

Bankroll Squad

 

Bankroll Squad 2: Kyla's Revenge

 

Me and My Bitch

 

The
Aslaric
Vampire: Eternal Death Series

 

Bankroll Squad 3: The Finale

 

A Love Story 2: Tongue Games

 
 
 
 
 

Coming Soon

 

from

 

SBR Publications

 
 

“24 Karats” by David Weaver, Blake
Karrington
, Leo Sullivan

 

“The Union” by
Tremayne
Johnson

 

“Bankroll Squad: The Complete Trilogy” on paperback by David Weaver

 

“The Power Family” by David Weaver

 

Author’s Notes

 

Follow me on Twitter: @
bankrollsquad
 

 

Friend me on Facebook.com/
powersmalcolm

 

When I was laying in my prison bunk in August of 2007, I had a dear friend who went by the name of Lear. My friend Lear was the first person I’d ever met who got a thrill out of committing robberies. He was charged with several bank robberies, multiple gas station robberies, Taco Bell… man… Lear did not give a F who or what he robbed. He was the same age I was; he was 24 years old. Me and Lear hung together every day and it was interesting because even though we’d had different beliefs on how to live life in the streets, I saw that we had both been trying to reach the same goals in different manners.

 

 
Lear was a certified outlaw if I ever saw one. He was that guy who carried the pistol, high-jacked the car, stole tow trucks, robbed-stole-took-grabbed. He kicked doors in while wearing masks, took purses from old women. He was
that
guy…

 

 
Well… Lear was offered a plea deal for 32 years in Federal prison. He had never killed anyone, although it seemed as if he was headed for that natural evolution one day. The plea deal was the government’s way of bargaining with Lear… letting him know that if he wanted a great bargain, he should just sign for those 32 years. Now, if YOU were 24 years old, would YOU sign for 32 years? That’s longer than you’ve been on this earth!

 

 
Lear didn’t sign for those 32 years, he ended up going to trial instead. At trial he tried his best to duck and dodge, to lie, to make up stories, to
fight
for his life. The whole week that he went to trial, he would always came back to the jail in tears. It hurt me to see my friend so hurt, but those were the consequences of the life he’d chosen.

 

  
I haven’t seen Lear since 2007- back when they sentenced my 24 year old friend to 67 years in a maximum security prison. I couldn’t believe they had given him
soo
much time at such a young age. He was only a young black man lost and needing serious direction.

 

 
Today when I hear about the
Trayvon
Martin case, I am saddened… however, I have watched many African Americans have their lives stolen from them while they are still alive!! I’ve watched men scream and cry that they’re innocent and get 45 years. I’ve seen men say they were guilty and get 2 or 3 years. All in all, we
know
that
something must change
. I mean realistically… how many more of US are going to keep allowing people to run over and do as they please with us? A brother like me… I’m not the one. I’ll try to tolerate it as much as possible… until I can’t anymore- then
the
got damn hoodie won’t be enough to explain the type of mission that I’m going to be on.

 

 
And no… we can’t blame it strictly on society either, but that simply means that in order for things to improve; we must all accept blame for whatever part we’re each responsible for. Once we accept and correct our parts; by the time that we’re finished, we will all be in vision of a brighter future. Love, dedication, and unity are more powerful than power itself.

 

******

 

 
O.K… I was venting. Let me just say that I LOVE #
TeamBankrollSquad
with all of my being! We were all joined together for a reason… exactly
what
the reason is hasn’t matured yet, but we do know that there is a serious reason for our mob. I don’t know when I have ever witnessed a mob of readers unite like a street gang and REMAIN peaceful.

 

 
The newest member of SBR Publications and #
TeamBankrollSquad
,
Tremayne
Johnson, will be releasing his new series soon, entitled “The Union”. I encourage everyone to be on the lookout for it. Read the sample chapter and get to know “The Union.” #
TeamBRS

 

******

 

 
This story… The Lipstick Clique is pure excitement… It is me in my street element; me re-imagining how my friend Lear would be if he was a female. Me imagining what types of fun he might have, what types of friends and enemies he might create if he was ten times as wild as he said he was. My imagination runs rampant and runs deep… and my sole purpose is to entertain you while dropping mind teasing jewels along the way.

 

 
This story, like many others I’ve written… is about trust, love, and betrayal. Learning how to trust people takes a lot of patience and energy, but if you dedicate the proper amount to it, you shall receive the proper results. #
TeamBRS

 

******

 

 
Thank you from the bottom of my heart for continuing to support me. Book #8~
Yayy
!! We did it!! #
TeamBRS

 
 

Next 4 Releases:

 

“24 Karats” by David Weaver, Blake
Karrington
, Leo Sullivan

 

“The Union” by
Tremayne
Johnson

 

“Bankroll Squad: The Complete Trilogy” on paperback

 

 
“The Power Family” (will continue both The Lipstick Clique and BRS plus surprises)

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

SBR Publications

 

Presents

 

“The Union”

 

By

 

Tremayne
Johnson

Other books

Mourning Song by Lurlene McDaniel
Dark Creations: Dark Ending (Part 6) by Martucci, Jennifer, Martucci, Christopher
Gilt Trip by Laura Childs
0425273059 by Miranda James
No Dogs in Philly by Andy Futuro


readsbookonline.com Copyright 2016 - 2024