Like Butta Baby

By Lace Thomas

Monica Johnson's, (a-k-a Butta), life wasn't easy from the day she came out of the womb. She never experienced what a normal childhood was like. After her mother died from a drug overdose, she promised herself she would never go back to living a life of poverty. At any expense, she would get what she wanted, even if that expense was someone's life. Butta's life gets crazy when someone comes back for revenge taking the only thing she ever loved. Guess it's true when they say what goes around comes around...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lace Thomas
• Release date: May 1, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310457296

Lace Thomas

I am an undergraduate in biochemistry. Writing has always been a passion that I wanted to pursue. I wrote my first novel in the 10th grade, which will be my debut novel "Like Butta Baby". Although my characters are fictional I relate them to my personal experiences or the experiences of those close to me. I am currently writing more novels in my free time including a sequel to my debut. My hope is to branch off and become a more diverse author attracting a diverse audience.

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Ch. 1

Butta

Bree, bring your ass on because I'm going to kill this motherfucker! Butta yelled to Bree out the window of her black BMW 745i. Butta was young but you would've never guessed she was 20. She had everything that a person in their mid-thirties would have a house, a car, a financially stable life. If only people knew the things Butta would do to get what she wanted.

Okay! I'm coming you're the one who told me to get the lighter fluid. Bree said entering the car. What motherfucker are you going to kill now, Butta?

Don't worry about all that just sit back, relax and take notes of what will happen if you try and cross Butta bitch! Bree sat back and did as Butta said as they got off the exit to Candler Rd. They rode down a dark street until they reached their destination as Bree had guessed. Bree and Butta had been friends since sixth grade. Bree always knew Butta was crazy but this she never expected.

Give me the lighter fluid and matches, Bree.

Girl I know you are not! Bree yelled.

Yes I am, now pass the shit. Butta said sinisterly.

Butta aren't people in the house?

Does it look like I give a fuck? Bree could tell from the glare in her eyes that Butta was going to light J-roc's house on fire. Bree knew not to get in her way, because even though Butta had the looks of an angel she was the Devil in Prada. So she passed the lighter fluid and matches, then watched the devil in action. Butta poured lighter fluid on all the cars in the yard and around the house and threw a lit match and watched it go up in flames. She ran to her car and pulled into a neighboring driveway and watched the show begin.

Girl you are ruthless! Bree laughed.

And you know this. I precisely told that motherfucker do not try and cross me, I will fuck you up. I guess he didn't believe me. Butta said as she saw a figure that appeared to be J-roc run out of the flamed house. Oh God this is so funny. Think I should call 911? she asked amused.

No, leave that to them and lets go it may be on the news. Bree said as she saw a neighbor come out of their house.

Yeah I think that's my cue to leave. Just as Butta turned to leave the sub-division she heard a big boom, one of the cars had exploded.

That'll teach that motherfucker. Butta laughed out loud.

Ch. 2

J-Roc

What the fuck! J-roc yelled as he ran outside to see his most prized possessions go up in flames. Thanking God that his wife and kids weren't in the house at the time. Then he began thinking who would want to blow him up. Then he thought back to six months ago when he had worked with Butta to pull off a bank robbery. J-roc knew that if it were not for Butta that he and his crew would be on America's most wanted. However, she helped them commit the perfect crime. The deal was to give Butta 40 percent, but when he and his crew came out the bank with 2.1 million they got greedy and decided to give Butta 20 percent J-roc recalled his friend Black say, Fuck that young ass girl we give her what we want to give her. That bitch didn't put in any work. Give her 20 percent what the fuck she going to do with 40 percent of 2.1 mill? We have to split this 3 ways.

Everybody agreed with Black. If only he knew what he knew now about Butta. He had heard stories of a girl named Butta who went with Grind, a hustler, from his friends on the westside about how some guy crossed her and she lit him up in his own car. The case didn't hold up in court because there wasn't enough evidence to hold against her. Now looking at his house in flames the only name that crossed his mind was Butta.

Ch. 3

Get Away

Did you see that shit Bree?! He thought he was slick, going to give me 20 percent like I'm a dumb bitch. Butta said while driving down I-85 south.

Girl, what are you talking about now? Bree asked intrigued.

You remember when I told you about J-roc and his crew robbing that bank? Well I was the mastermind behind all of that. I told them when the bank was to receive drop-offs of large amounts of money, I made the fool-proof plan for them to make it out that bank in less than 5 minutes with over two million in cash. All I asked for was 40 percent cause I was going to split half of that with my inside connect, but these idiots tried to chump me with 20 percent of 2.1 million. I knew what was going on but didn't say anything because you know bad girls work in silence. Besides, Jay told me everything that Black’s ugly ass had said about me. You know I'm not with sharing my money with anybody, but I had to give the girl something. We knew the money wasn't right because we knew how much was in the safe we told them to go to. Butta finished.

Dang, well in that case….. girl I don't blame you I don't play about my money either. Bree said slapping Butta high five.

Truth is Bree loved Butta like a sister and she knew Butta felt the same. If she didn't Butta wouldn't have come and took her from Florida. Bree called her and told her that her daddy had raped her two years ago. Only a true friend would've came and got her and took her in. Butta picked her up from Jacksonville, FL brought her to Atlanta and taught her how to make money. They had been running things since they were sixteen. However,