Array Ashley - Tale of the Murda Mamas

Mecca called the doctor’s name loudly, and his voice echoed throughout the halls. “Where is the nurse that called us?” he yelled as loud and clear as he could.

Nurses and patients gasped at the sight of the men mobbing through the place like they owned it. A woman emerged from one of the rooms, and Mecca immediately knew that she was the person that they were looking for.

“May I help you?” she asked, frowning in confusion.

“Are you the nurse that called?” Mecca asked as he gripped his pistol and pointed it directly at her. Carter quickly placed his hand on Mecca’s gun and lowered it for him.

“Yes, I’m Azor,” she answered with fear all over her face and shaking limbs.

“Relax!” Carter said under his breath, as he knew Mecca was at his boiling point, ready to shoot whomever. “Let me handle this,” he said, just before he focused his attention on the doctor. “Azor?” Carter asked the lady as he stared at her with kind eyes.

“Yes, that’s me. Let’s talk in here,” Azor said, and she opened up an empty room. They all followed her in, and the doctor closed the door after she looked around to make sure that the coast was clear.

“You called my man right here, and said that a young lady was in this place, right?” Carter asked as he placed his hand on her shoulder to calm her. She was noticeably shaken up.

“Yes, I did,” she said.

“Is this the young lady you saw?” Carter asked, wanting to make sure that it was Breeze. He pulled a picture out of his pocket of Breeze. It was one of her senior picture she had taken years before. The doctor stared at the picture for a minute and nodded her head to verify that it was her.

“Where is she?” Mecca interrupted, as he quickly grabbed the nurse by her hair and put the gun to her temple. The nurse instantly put her hands up and began to cry out of pure fear.

“What the fuck you doing?” Zyir asked in confusion as he saw the murderous look in Mecca’s eyes.

“Fall back, Mecca!” Carter yelled as he put his hand up to signal Mecca to stop.

“No, fuck that! My sister is alive, and this bitch is going to take me to her!” Mecca screamed as the veins in his neck and forehead began to slightly bulge out.

The doctor’s words got caught in her throat as she tried to give Mecca the best answer she knew. “She is with Ma’tee. That’ all I know. Ma’tee is a very powerful man in this town, and all that I know is that he lives somewhere in the Black Mountains. You have to go up the mountain and through the jungle to get to his place,” she said quickly.

“Where’s that at?” Carter asked as he listened closely while Mecca still had a tight grip on her.

“It’s five miles down the road and up the mountain. It’s barricaded, so no cars can get through. You will have to hike the trail and climb the mountain to get there,” she said as tears streamed down her face. Her hands shook nervously, and she flinched at every little movement that Mecca made.

Carter heard enough, and headed out. “Come on, Mecca,” he said as he opened the door.

“If you are lying, I will come back and kill you and your whole family,” Mecca said, meaning every word that came out of his mouth. He unleashed the doctor and headed outside.

Carter rushed outside and went directly to Ziggy, who was waiting for him on the steps of the hospital. “Ziggy, I need you, lil’ man,” Carter said.

“Anything. What chu want?” he asked.

“Do you know how to get to the Black Mountains?” he asked.

“You mean Ma’tee’s place?” Ziggy asked as he scratched his head.

His statement was music to their ears. They knew that they were about find Breeze and bring her home at that point.

Zyir was beaming on the inside. He knew that it was a chance for him to reunite with the woman he loved; Breeze. “Yeah, you know where it’s at?” Zyir asked.

“I know exactly how to get there,” Ziggy said as he headed north toward the Black Mountains.

Breeze cried as she watched Ma’tee pull up his pants and look down at her. There was no remorse on his face. The fact that he was killing her slowly on the inside meant nothing to him. The sweat from his brow dripped down his dark face, causing Breeze’s stomach to turn in disgust. The sick smile that he wore terrified her. He was so sure of himself… so proud of the sexual acts he had forced upon her. Ma’tee had even gone as far as to ejaculate inside of young Breeze, in a twisted attempt to impregnate her. He knew that a child would join them together forever, and that was his ultimate goal. Without saying a word, he walked away and up the stairs. Breeze heard the sounds of Ma’tee locking the deadbolts that trapped her in the basement.

Breeze sat up and began to cry. She felt so violated and dirty. Ma’tee had degraded her on many occasions, and she was forced to give her virginity to a man that she hated; the same man that was responsible for her father’s death. She got on her knees and began to pray to God, hoping that her father also heard her prayers. She was at a point where she didn’t want to live anymore. Her regard for life was slowly fading.

The longer she stared at the four walls of her imprisonment, the more her mind abandoned her. Breeze knew that if she didn’t find a way out, then she would go insane.

She finished her prayer and got up to walk to the bathroom that was connected to the basement. She stood over the sink and looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her eyes were bloodshot and swollen from her endless crying, and as she stared at the woman in the mirror, she couldn’t even recognize herself. She was not the same girl. The young woman staring back at her was not Breeze Diamond. At that point, she realized that she had not looked at herself in almost a year. Every time she used the bathroom, she would just avoid eye contact with the mirror, almost as if she were ashamed. Ma’tee had stripped her of her innocence a long time ago, and she was not who she once was. The naïveté of a young little rich girl had disappeared. She now knew pain. She now knew what war really was. She now knew loneliness.

“Diamonds are forever!” she whispered as she wiped away her tears and repeated a motto that her father would always say to her as a young girl. She knew that she had the blood of a king, and at that moment, refused to let Ma’tee hurt her anymore.

She glanced over at the corner of the room and saw something that could possibly help her escape Ma’tee grasp. She took a deep breath and walked toward it. She had just gotten an idea.

Sweat dripped off of each of the men as they tried to keep up with little Ziggy as he walked up the rocky trail. The trail wrapped around the tall mountain, and the sun was just setting.

“Come on, guys. We have to beat the sun,” Ziggy emphasized as he led the way, while holding a big stick in his hand.

Carter took off his shirt as the sweat cascaded down his body. They had been climbing the mountain for nearly two hours, and the air was getting thinner as they got higher up in altitude.

“You sure this is the way, lil’ man,” Zyir asked as his legs grew tired.

“Yeah, I’m sure. Me and me friends used to come and play in this jungle every day. We snooped around here last summer when Ma’tee was away in Miami. We’re almost there,” Ziggy said, showing no sign of being winded.

On the other hand, the rest of them were exhausted, but their love for Breeze kept them going. Zyir couldn’t wait to hold Breeze in his arms and tell her that he loved her. He was going to be her knight in shining armor and save her. That thought alone made him put some pep in his step as he sped up, trying to reach their destination.