by Toy
After she smacked the shit out of him he figured she didn’t agree with what he said. She grabbed her keys and left the house, slamming the door as hard as she could.
Pain didn’t like all the emotions he was experiencing. He cared about Nikki, but it was Lawrynn that he loved. Yeah, he fucked her over and flaunted being with her cousin in her face, but she wasn’t supposed to get with Murder period. Knowing what he needed to get his mind off all the bullshit, he made a call.
“Hello,” the female answered.
“I’ve got some frustrations to fuck away. Come over,” he said, getting to the point.
“Is Nikki there too?”
“Nah, she left, but you know she might jump in with us when she comes back.”
“Okay, I’m on my way,” she said before ending the call.
Pain sat on his sofa, hoping this upcoming fuck session would put his mind in a better headspace.
Chapter 11
Nell had been constantly calling Lawrynn’s phone for the past two days, but Lawrynn was too busy spending time with Murder. She was getting to the point to that she couldn’t get enough of him. Surprisingly, Murder felt the same way and didn’t care who knew it.
“Yeah, man, why the hell you keep calling?” he asked when he answered Lawrynn’s ringing phone.
“Hold the fuck up. Who the hell is this answering my cousin’s phone?” Nell asked.
“You know who the fuck it is. Stop playing,” he told her.
“Let me find out my cousin done went and put that thang down on the mute, creepy gangster. Where is my cousin, Maurice?” she asked while laughing.
Nell knew she was getting on Murder’s nerves. The problem was, she didn’t care. In fact, she liked it. Getting on his nerves was the most excitement she’d had all weekend.
“Keep playing, I’ll hang up and not let you talk to her for a few more days,” he said.
“Yeah, yeah, nigga put my cousin on the phone.” She laughed some more.
“Man, talk to this aggy ass cousin of yours because she’s gonna make me hurt her feelings with all that laughing she doing like shit is cute,” Murder said to Lawrynn while handing her the phone.
“What is the tea, cousin?” Lawrynn said.
She knew if her cousin had called her that many times then she had some juicy gossip to share.
“Why is your hoe ass cousin sitting over my mama’s house crying because Pain don’t love her like he loves you?” Nell asked, knowing Lawrynn didn’t have the answer.
“What! Shut your mouth! When did all this happen?” Lawrynn asked as she tapped Murder on the arm.
She put the phone on speaker before Nell started talking again.
“I guess the other day. My mama said she came over the other day and hasn’t left to go home yet. Girl, what kind of twat you got between your legs? We need to start packaging and selling that shit. Your ass got two thorough ass niggas love sick over your ass. Your ass is pussy goals for sure,” she said.
Lawrynn noticed that Murder was about to say something, so she stopped him. The last thing she needed was for them to get into a petty ass argument about nothing. She put her forefinger up to her mouth, so he would be quiet. He gave her the finger but stayed quiet.
“You’re getting away from the main story, Nell. Come back to me. Let’s focus,” she told her cousin.
“Evidently, Murder and Pain got in a fight behind you. Nikki found out about it and went to ask Pain. He told her that she was basically just some pussy. She really thought that Pain was going to fall in love with her and live happily ever after. So, now we know she’s just not the hoe ass cousin, but she’s also the delusional one. He told her that he wasn’t trying to make a hoe into a housewife, so she came crying to my mama. I told my mama she need to send her hoe ass back home or to her own mama’s house. Why she over there crying about her hoe actions and her hoe consequences?” Nell laughed.
Lawrynn could only shake her head at her cousin.
“This is the kicker, though. She wants you, her, Pain, and Murder’s creepy ass to sit down and talk. She said she knows that since you and she are cousins that y’all are going to see each other, and she doesn’t want any problems when that happens. So, cousin, are you going to agree to this little come to Jesus meeting with your hoe ass ex and your hoe ass cousin?” Nell asked.
Lawrynn looked at Murder to see if he would agree to the meeting.
“Set that shit up. Just text her when and where, and we’ll be there,” Murder interrupted the conversation.
“Will do, creepy cousin-in-law,” Nell said before ending the call.
“Are you sure about this meeting? It doesn’t sound right to me. None of it does, really. Nikki has never come crying to my auntie before, so why would she do it now? It just doesn’t make sense,” Lawrynn told Nell.
“Don’t worry about it. Nothing is gonna happen, especially not to you while I’m there. We just need to get this shit over with. They may not like it, but we’re gonna be together,” Murder told her and kissed her on the cheek.
Lawrynn still had a bad feeling about this so-called meeting.
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Pain was waiting on the phone call from Nikki to let him know if the meeting was going to take place or not. He knew he had to play the role and try to get on Murder and Lawrynn’s good side for things to go the way he wanted. He had to come at Murder from a different angle. If he came at this on some street type of angle, he would be dead within hours of his first move. Pain knew he had to figure out a way to break those two without getting his hands dirty.
The front door opened and closed, and then Pain heard heels clicking on the floor.
“What they say?” he asked Nikki.
“That’s all you want to know. You’re not even gonna ask if your baby mama and child ate today? It’s all about Lawrynn’s ass with you,” she complained.
“Just answer the fucking question. I know you ate because if you didn’t, you would’ve called me. So, shut all that extra shit up. What the fuck did they say?” he asked.
“They said yeah. I have to text a place and time in the morning,” she told him and rolled her eyes.
“Make sure you get your lip waxed in the morning. I need you to look good as fuck when we get there. Wear a shirt that’ll show the top of ya titties and shit,” he told her.
“For what? All you’re concerned about is your precious Lawrynn. We’re already together, and Murder is all wrapped up into her like you are. I don’t know what the hell I’m gonna be there for. I might as well be a plate on the damn table,” she fussed.
“Murder talks that good shit about Lawrynn, but he’s just like the rest of us niggas out here. You catch his ass on the right day, and you’ll be on that nigga’s dick just like you was on mine,” Pain told her.
“Are you telling me to fuck Murder?” she asked, wanting to make sure she heard him right.
“Hell yeah. You know how I get when I see or hear you fucking. You wanna prove how much you love me, right? Get that nigga to fuck you or let you suck him off and record that shit. You’ll be number one in my life,” he told and hoped she would fall for the shit he was dishing.
“He always ignored my ass before they even got together. He’s stingy with the dick. I know that mother fucker big too. That bitch is gonna want to kill her damn self if she finds out about that shit,” she said, licking her lips.
Pain just stared at her while thinking, there is no way I’m gonna lock her hoe ass down. She was standing in front of him straight up licking her lips while thinking about another nigga’s dick. He shook his head as he watched her move her legs like she had to pee or something, but he knew what that meant. Her ass was standing there pregnant with his baby while lusting behind the next man’s dick.
Nikki was a hoe because she was straight up addicted to sex. Pain always thought that if she would get help for her need to fuck all the time, she might be a half decent girlfriend. He still wouldn’t wife her ass, though. It didn’t matter if she we
nt to Iyana to fix her life. She wasn’t wife material period.
“I need to fuck,” she said, looking at Pain.
He stood up and dropped his pants. “Bend your ass over then, man. If my baby comes out a little hoe, I’m kicking your ass. I know that hoe shit gotta be genetic,” Pain told Nikki as she got in position.
He slid inside, enjoying the wetness of her pussy. It was the tightness that was missing. It wasn’t like her shit was wide open, but it damn sure was nowhere near tight or even giving his dick a grandma hug. Lately, he had regretted leaving Lawrynn for this bitch here. What’s done was done. He’d be damned if he just sat back and let her be happy with his mans like that.
Pain smiled as he thought about how hurt Law Baby would be when she found out that Murder ain’t nothing special. He was just like all the rest of the niggas; he just had an itchy ass trigger finger.
Chapter 12
Lawrynn, Murder, Pain and Nikki all sat around the table looking at each other.
“Okay, so what the fuck y’all need to talk to us about?” Murder said, getting to the point.
“Man, look, I wanna get everything out in the open. You’re my best friend, and I can’t be beefing with you over an umm… female that I broke up with. All of us at this table have done some foul shit here. I say we just get our grown folks shit on and let all this shit go,” Pain said.
Murder started laughing and hitting the table with his hands.
“So, let me get this right. You were fucking around on her ninety percent of the time y’all were together. Not to mention it was with numerous girls. Her cousin wasn’t the only one by far. You had absolutely no discretion about whose pussy you dove in. I’m talking randoms, a few of the chicks that work at the barbershop, a few that come up there to get their kid’s hair cut. I think you even fucked the mail carrier chick while she was on her break from her route one time. Not once did you call her on the phone to get on your grown man shit and let her go because you was a hoe. You didn’t even think about telling her a damn thing until this cum guzzling bitch popped up pregnant. Yet, now you wanna be all grown and shit. Did I sum that up right?” Murder asked with a smirk.
“I guess your ass was just slinging dick every fucking where, huh motherfucker?” Lawrynn said, getting pissed.
“I guess your pussy ain’t golden then after all, huh bitch?” Nikki chimed in.
The ladies were so busy staring each other down that they didn’t notice Murder moving around in his seat. After hearing something hit the table, they all looked to see where the noise had come from. Murder had taken both of his guns out and put them on the table.
“What we’re not gonna do today is call this one here out of her name,” he said and pointed at Lawrynn. “If you don’t want to call her by her name, call her honey child, boo-boo, or some dumb shit like that. All that other shit you probably wanna say is gonna have to wait until we’re gone. Then you can go back to calling her whatever it was you was calling her last night when we weren’t around. If you call her some derogatory shit, I’m shooting ya fucking dick sucking lips off ya face, bitch. Who gonna fucking check me?” he calmly said.
“We didn’t come here for all that,” Pain said, trying to de-escalate the situation.
“Check your hoe then, nigga,” Murder told him.
“Look, we’re gonna have to get along. I’m saying, you two are family at the end of the day. And Murder, you’re like a brother to me,” Pain said.
“Oh shit,” Nikki yelled.
Everyone looked at her, just to see that she had spilled her drink on her chest. She was making this whole dramatic scene of bending over directly in front of Murder while tapping the top of her breasts with one thin ass napkin. Lawrynn rolled her eyes because her cousin was up to her old tricks.
“Yo, you might want to help her with them shits. I don’t know what kind of effect all that damn water she poured down her shit is gonna have on them fake ass tits she got. You never know, they might turn into two Gremlins and start running around here fucking up the restaurant and shit. I hope you didn’t come here all exposed for my benefit. I love my baby’s nice, round, brown watermelons,” Murder said.
He then pulled Lawrynn over to him and kissed her neck while he rubbed her breasts. It was Pain and Nikki’s turn to roll their eyes.
“Umm, you’re just gonna freak all on her like we’re not sitting here?” Nikki asked.
“I know you not bothered, shorty. You gonna sit there and act like you ain’t been in a room watching people fuck before?” Murder said with a chuckle.
“Aye, can we call a truce?” Pain asked.
“Truce? Nigga, this ain’t no war. We all know who we are at this table and were we stand. Law Baby and I are together, she’s pregnant with your kid and she’s a hoe, and you… Well, you’re you. Ain’t shit to have a truce for. We’re groovy over this way. Ain’t that shit right, baby,” he said then returned to kissing and licking on Lawrynn’s ear.
He knew that was one of her spots. She couldn’t fight it anymore, so she closed her eyes and bit her lip.
“Yes, baby, we’re fucking groovy,” she said and then moaned.
“Come on, let’s go to the house and fuck,” Murder said, standing up and taking her hand to help her get to her feet.
He pulled Lawrynn to him and ground his dick against her. He gripped her ass, giving it a loud smack.
“Good looking out on breaking up with her. Oh yeah, I owe you a drink at least for telling a nigga to go head and shoot his shot. That was the best advice you ever gave a nigga. I shot the hell outta that motherfucker, didn’t I? Come on, Law Baby, let’s go,” he said then tossed a couple of twenties on the table before allowing Lawrynn to walk ahead of him. He stood and stared at her ass while she walked away. “Damn,” he said and shook his head.
Murder looked at Pain one last time before going in his wallet and pulling out two one hundred dollar bills. He placed them down and picked up the two twenties to put back in his pocket. “Y’all go ’head and enjoy the rest of the day, my treat. That’s the least I can do. Shit, because of you, I’m damn sure gonna enjoy the rest of my damn day,” he said then finally walked out of the restaurant.
“What the fuck was all that shit with the water?” Pain asked Nikki.
“I had to get him to look at my way somehow,” she said.
“You see where the fuck that got you.” Pain shook his head.
“How you gonna try to come for me when he straight pulled your hoe card? You swear you don’t wanna get serious with me because of how much I’m a hoe. Your track record looking like mine over there, boo,” Nikki said and tipped her head to the side.
“It’s different for a female, and you know it,” he told her. They both stood up to leave. “I’m going to check out my pops for a few. I’ll be home later,” Pain told her.
Nikki rolled her eyes because they both knew that Pain’s dad didn’t particularly care for her. If she wanted to keep it one hundred, the man told her straight up he didn’t like her to her face. She could use this time to handle some business of her own.
“I guess I’ll see you later. I knew there was a reason why you didn’t want us to ride together. It’s cool, though. Are you going to kiss the baby goodbye?” she asked.
“Your ass is a fucking trip. Have I ever kissed any part of you?” Pain said before walking away from her. Nikki was always doing the most.
He pulled off, headed to see his father. It had been a while, so he knew his father was gonna talk his head and arms off. Pain made sure to stop at the store to pick up a six pack of beer and a pack of Black and Mild cigars because he knew it was going to be a long conversation. When he knocked on the door, he heard his father moving around on the other side.
“Oh shit, what you doing here?” his dad, George, asked when he opened the door to his son standing there with the six pack and bag from the corner store. “Before you step your ass in here, you know I’m not gonna pussyfoot around with your black ass. Whatever it is y
ou done fucked up, I’m gonna tell your ass how, when, why, and where you fucked up. If you can’t deal with the real, leave the bag and the beer, and get the fuck on,” George told his son. It was no secret that the only time Patrick brought his ass around voluntarily was when he fucked up somewhere.
“I’m good, Pops,” Pain came in lying his ass off, and George knew it.
“You too fucking old to be lying to me. I’m not gonna come to your house and put you on punishment,” George said and laughed. “What’s going on, Patrick?” he asked.
“Pain, Pops.”
“Nigga, me and your mama named your black ass Patrick, and that’s what the fuck I’m gonna call you. You might be a pain in the ass, but I’m never gonna call you that bullshit. What the fuck I look like to you? Have you made up with Lawrynn yet?” George asked.
“Nah, she with Murder—I mean Maurice, now,” Pain told his father.
“You’re a fucking walking soap opera. How do you feel about that?” he asked.
“I hate the shit. It’s like maybe he was plotting on that shit all along, and I never even knew it. We break up, and now all of a sudden, he all up in her face and shit. We’re supposed to be brothers and shit. How the fuck is that not foul? He’s foul as fuck,” Pain fussed.
George sat back in his chair and just looked at his son while taking sips from the beer bottle. He could see the pain all over him. George didn’t want to preach or tell him that he warned him about this shit, but he had no choice. He had to give it to him raw and uncut.
“All this shit is your fucking fault. You know that, right? I told you over and over again if you weren’t gonna do right by that damn girl to let her go. Nah, you still out here slinging ya dick everywhere. Then, on top of that, your dumb ass broke up with her. The more I tried to tell you right, your ass went left. Let me guess. You ready to try to get at her and him. Am I right?” he asked.