Dirty Work: Part 1

“Fuck you, Brandy! You always been jealous of a pretty bitch like me! Don’t hate on me, homes, cuz your ass got flaws.”

“You fake-ass bitch! Keep our names out your fuckin’ mouth!” Brandy warned her.

“What, bitch? Don’t tell me what to do. I’m not worried ’bout y’all at all.”

“Look, you need to shut the fuck up and chill, bitch,” Eshon hollered, raising two fingers into Jessica’s face.

The war of words between Jessica and Eshon and Brandy was on. They started to scream and curse at each other in the hallway. The commotion was loud. Eshon was up in Jessica’s face in a threatening manner, but Jessica wasn’t backing down.

The argument escalated until Jessica swung at Eshon, striking her in the face. Eshon didn’t go down, but she ferociously struck back with several punches and hair pulling, backing Jessica into a corner, and dazing her with several right hooks.

Brandy immediately jumped in, and a full-scale fight ensued. Though she was a tough girl from L.A.’s mean streets, she was no match for Eshon and Brandy.

“Fuck you, bitch!” Eshon screamed out.

The heated commotion in the hallway attracted Jessica’s family. Soon after, all of her family came pouring out of the apartment. Seeing Jessica assaulted by her two close friends, they immediately intervened. There was no way they were going to allow one of their own to get jumped in front of their own home.

The mother and aunt went for Eshon, who suddenly had her long hair being ripped from her head as punches were thrown at her face and body. The cousins and brothers attacked Brandy with force. They threw her against the wall and then kicked her down to the floor, and stomped on her angrily. Jessica’s family was hardcore bangers, and once they got started, it was hard for them to stop.

Though they were swiftly outnumbered, it didn’t mean Eshon and Brandy were about to give up and be beaten to death. It was pound for pound, screaming, hair pulling, and punches thrown wildly.

Eshon held her own, taking out the mother with a punch and then wrestling with the aunt near the stairway. They were like two wolves sinking sharp teeth into each other. Everyone’s hair was in disarray, their clothing ripped and torn.

Neighbors came into the hallway to break up the fighting. It was hard to keep everyone apart. A tenant had already dialed 911. The cops were coming. Nobody wanted to stick around for questioning or a possible arrest.

Eshon and Brandy quickly snatched their belongings from off the floor and hurried away from the scene, cursing out Jessica and her family.

Eshon shouted furiously, “You gonna get yours, bitch, all y’all. Best believe that shit.”

Eshon and Brandy made their exit from the eighth floor via stairway. Both girls looked like they had been in a slugfest.

Jessica’s expensive outfit had been ruined, and her hair was sweated out. She had a bloody lip and a blackened eye. Eshon had put a hurting on her, but she still stood tall and proud. She was upset, though. It was embarrassing to her family and her neighbors. The first thing she wanted to do was call Maserati Meek and tell him about the incident. Eshon and Brandy had no idea who they were now fucking with. Her man had serious juice, and Jessica felt that if she wanted to, she could have them bitches killed before the next day came.

***

The hard and loud knocking at his front door caused Kip to jump up and reach for his pistol, which he kept close. It even caused Kid to wheel himself from out his bedroom. Kid looked nervously at Kip, while Kip remained straight-faced. Was it the police again? He cautiously made his way to the door and glanced through the peephole. It was Eshon. He sighed with relief, seeing a friendly face, and opened the door for her.

Once face to face with her, he said, “Damn, bitch! Why you knocking on my door like you the police?”

Eshon pushed past him and stormed into the apartment. She was upset. She was emotional. She was in tears.

Kip noticed her disheveled appearance. “What the fuck happened to you?”

“I need a fuckin gun, Kip,” she said, distress in her voice.

“Eshon, you okay? What happened?” Kid asked with much concern.

“I’m gonna kill that fuckin’ bitch, I swear.”

Kip asked, “Kill who? Who you beefin’ wit’?”

“Jessica! I’m gonna shoot her and her whole fuckin’ family.”

Kid looked at Kip, and Kip looked at his brother.

“Yo, Eshon, just chill and calm down,” Kip said.

Eshon screamed out, “Nah, fuck calming down. That bitch wanna be a goon an