Wifey: Part 2

Narjara stopped dead in her tracks. At that moment she would have given anything to be at home with her man, getting her ass kicked.

“Bebo, seriously, I don’t know what’s going on. I don’t. I mean, I was just about to take my girl to the hospital and—”

“Get the muthafucka on the phone! What the fuck?” Bebo yelled, his booming voice startling Jasmine. “I’m not playin’ no games!”

Jasmine didn’t know what was going on, but she knew in her gut not to test Bebo at that moment. She reached for her phone and dialed Nico. She didn’t know if she wanted him to pick up, or ignore her calls as he had been doing.

“It’s going to voice mail,” she stated, her heart thumping out of her chest.

“Dial that shit again!”

Jasmine complied, and again it went to voice mail.

Bebo, his gun still aimed at Jasmine, walked closer to her and pressed the gun to her temple. “Where-the-fuck-is-Nico?” he asked in a cadence.

Jasmine had never been as scared as she was at that moment. “Bebo, I swear to you, I don’t know. I haven’t spoken to him in a few days.”

Bebo pressed the gun into her temple with more force, and then he cocked it.

“Bebo, I swear I don’t know! I swear on everything!”

Bebo could see Jasmine tremble just slightly. His instincts told him that she was telling the truth, but he still kept the gun to her temple. “Call him again!”

Jasmine held her phone out so that Bebo could see she was really calling Nico, and then she decided to put the phone on speaker to prove that she was really calling him.

“See, he’s not picking up. I swear to you he’s been ignoring my calls. I don’t know where he’s at. I don’t know why he’s not taking my calls.”

“Who the fuck is that?” Bebo asked, referring to Narjara. He took the gun away from Jasmine’s temple.

“That’s just my homegirl from nursing school.”

“Where the fuck Nico keep his shit?” Bebo again raised his gun to Jasmine.

“He don’t tell me nothing about what he do,” she replied, a combination of desperation and exasperation in her voice.

“Jasmine, this ain’t a fuckin’ game! Where the fuck is the safe at?”

“I don’t know. I swear to you.” Jasmine felt she had no choice but to lie because she had no idea what was up.

WHACK!

Bebo slapped Jasmine across the face with the butt of his gun, and she instantly saw stars and felt woozy, but she didn’t fall to the ground.

“Where the fuck is the safe?”

Narjara yelled, “Jasmine!” and rushed to her aid.

One of Bebo’s goons stepped up and grabbed Narjara by her hair.

“It’s cool. I got this,” Bebo said as he held his gun on both Jasmine and Narjara, now standing right next to each other. “Go find the stash. I got these bitches.”

In a matter of seconds, Bebo’s henchmen were rummaging through Nico’s mansion and ransacking every room, looking for Nico’s stash. Jasmine was praying that Nico would call her back and help her get out of the immediate hell she was facing, with Bebo starring as the devil.

While Bebo’s boys turned the house upside down, Jasmine quietly pressed the record feature on her BlackBerry.

“Get off of me!” Narjara screamed, trying to fight Bebo off.

Bebo had grabbed her by the throat and pulled her toward him before putting her in the headlock. Her back was to his chest, and now he was pressing his gun against her temple.