Dope Boyz Who Love Hood Gurlz 2

by Lady Lissa

  “You ain’t scared?”

  “Nigga, no!” I grab my plate and walk away.

  I ain’t even make it all the way into the living room before I feel his teeth on my ass. I squeal and drop my food on the floor. His nasty self, always biting on my butt. Looking at my food on the floor makes me wanna cry. I’m hungry as shit. I spin around and immediately start swinging. My fist is connecting with every part of his body that I can touch. He’s laughing his ass off and so am I. See, this the reason I can’t leave him alone now. I have too much fun with his ass. I love him too much. I jab him in the eye just as he ducks to pick me up over his shoulder.

  “Boy put me down.”

  “Nope!” He carries me up the stairs, leaving my food in the middle of the floor.

  He slams me down on the bed the minute we get into his room. He stands at the side of the bed smiling down at me. Of course I’m smiling right back at him. He leans down over the bed, so now he’s hovering over me.

  “You know I love you right?”

  I look to the side and tap my lip with my finger as if I’m thinking of an answer. “Ummm.”

  Vega pinches my neck. “Stop playing mami.”

  “Yes Vega baby. I know.”

  “You know you’re the queen of my heart, right?”

  “Of Course.”

  “Well remember that shit. Can’t nobody in the world take your place. You my rider and we rocking forever. Believe that.”

  I bite my bottom lip to keep from smiling. His words just do something to me. I feel like I’m melting inside. I look at the thick dark hair on his head before looking down to his lips. Hopefully we can figure this shit out because if not, I don’t know what I’ma do. Because one thing for sure, whatever I do, it won’t have nothing to do with leaving his ass. I’m riding this out, if she think she’s getting this one, she has another thing coming.

  *****

  The subtle vibrations against my face wakes me up. I lay still for a few seconds to make sure it really is my phone ringing. I stick my hand beneath my pillow and grab my phone. The screen says it’s Vanity. I look over at the clock before answering. I’ve only been asleep for thirty minutes.

  “Vanityyyyyyyy, what’s going on baby?” My voice is a little groggy from having just woke up.

  “Hey sissy,” Ronnie screams.

  “Hey lil’ mama. What got you so excited?”

  Vanity cut in. “She’s happy my man is home. If she wasn’t my sister I’d wonder does she want him.”

  Ronnie sucks her teeth. “Oh please, Vanity. Don’t nobody want Rico’s ass but you and all the other thirsty girls.”

  I laugh because Vanity and Ronnie crack me up when they talk mess to each other.

  “Y’all are too much. What y’all doing on the phone this early anyway?”

  “I was calling to cuss you out for not telling me Rico was out, but he already told me the deal, so I’m giving you a pass this time.” Vanity yawns into the phone.

  “Let me find out Rico dun sexed you up all night and now you tired.” I said.

  “Oh, you have no idea.”

  Ronnie cuts both of us off. “Please don’t get her started Cruz.”

  I look behind me and Vega is still sleeping so I slide out of the bed and tip toe down the hall to the spare room and close the door. I don’t want Vega to hear, me so I get in the closet and close the door.

  “I got something to tell y’all. Y’all listening?”

  “What the hell you whispering for?” Vanity asks.

  “I don’t want Vega to hear me, now hush and listen.”

  I proceed to tell them about the girl in the airport. They listen with occasional objections but I keep going until I get it all out. I have to tell my sisters. I need some perspective. I need to make sure I’m not being a fool or if I’m overreacting. I know they’ll give it to me straight.

  “Do you believe her?” That was Ronnie.

  “I don’t know Ron. Kinda, but the shit just came out of nowhere. Something about it doesn’t seem right to me.”

  “Well did the nigga at least deny the baby?” Vanity asked.

  I pause for a minute before answering. “Well, not really. I didn’t exactly tell him about the baby part, only y’all.” I sigh and lay my head against the wall. “I didn’t really tell him anything. Only that he lied about me being the only woman in his life. He doesn’t know about the girl or the baby.”

  “Ah shit, Cruz.”

  I shake my head because I know Vanity is about to let me have it now. Surprisingly she doesn’t, Ronnie speaks instead.

  “Cruz, I think you need to give him a chance to explain. He probably doesn’t even know what you’re talking about. That’s not fair. If you’re mad at least let him know why.”

  “I agree with lil’ sis. I mean you and Vega ain’t no fly by night couple. Y’all relationship is legit. There’s always going to be hoes hating from the sideline, plotting to take your spot. You have to communicate with him so y’all can team up on their ass. Tell him sis. If what y’all got is anything like what Rico and I have, y’all will be fine.”

  I nod my head as if they can see me, even though I know they can’t. It’s just what they said makes perfect sense. This is why I needed to call. I tell them I love them and will talk to them later before ending our call. When I walk out of the closet. Vega is sitting on the bed. Oh shit. Now I’m feeling crazy for hiding in the closet. I smile slightly and reach for the door but his voice stops me.

  “You cheating on me Cruz?”

  The fuck?

  “What? No. Why would you think that?”

  He shrugs his shoulders. “You accuse me, but don’t tell me why. Now you’re sitting in the closet on the phone. What’s up? We don’t hide from each other.”

  On the inside, I’m happy to know he hadn’t heard the conversation I had with my sisters. But now I’m feeling even worse than before because he thinks I’m cheating. Jesus. I have to tell this boy the truth. I look at Vega before closing the room door and sliding down behind it. For a few minutes neither of us say anything. We just stare at each other.

  “That was Vanity and Ronnie. I had to tell them about why I’m mad at you.”

  His chests relaxes as he exhales. His eyes still look tired though.

  “Can you tell me too?”

  I shake my head from side to side. I know this is wrong, but I’m not ready. That could really be his baby. Then my whole world is about to crash. Judge me if you want, but I’m just not ready. I’ll tell him some other time. I need to pretend that we’re this extremely happy couple for a little while longer.

  Chapter Five

  Ronnie

  I haven’t spoken to Turk since the night at the club. It has been one long hard week for me, too. He’s constantly calling and texting me. But I can’t bring myself to talk to him. To say that he has hurt my feelings would be putting it lightly. He sat there and lied to my face when he said that he wouldn’t hurt me. I feel so stupid especially after giving my virginity to him so fast. That was something precious, something that I can’t ever get back. I hadn't bothered to tell my sisters what happened between us. I don't really want them in my business. Tonight they’re having a big welcome home party for Rico. I don't want to go to it, but I know that if I don't he’ll be upset. I definitely don't want that, considering that he is like my big brother. As I sit in the room with Stasia listening to slow jams, I can't help but think about Turk. I shake my head but I refuse to shed another tear for that nigga.

  “Why don't you just call him?”

  “Stasia you were there. So how could you even ask me to do something like that?”

  “You’re the one who said that y’all weren’t that serious. So if that’s true, I don't get what the big deal is.”

  I just shook my head. I still haven’t told her that he took my virginity. I don’t want to tell anyone. I already feel dumb enough and I don’t need anybody else judging me. Besides, they can’t make me feel any worse than I already fe
el.

  “Listen Ronnie, I know you like Turk a lot. Hell I even know that you had sex with him.”

  How the fuck does she knows that? I didn’t tell anyone that I had sex with Turk. So how does Stasia know this or is she just testing me? “Is it that easy to tell,” I ask sitting up to look at her.

  “Hell yeah! I could tell when you came back here. And I’m sure if I can tell then your sisters already know too.”

  I thought about how Vega was messing with me that night I had stayed over at his place. I bury my face in my hands and lie back down on my bed. I did not pay him no mind that night because my only concern was why he had returned and Turk hadn’t. Now everyone knows that I’ve given up my goodies to Turk. Ugh! How could I have been so stupid? Not only am I mad and hurt, but I am very disappointed in myself.

  “It will be okay Ronnie.”

  “No it won’t. I’m such a hoe. I mean who gives it up the cookies in less than two weeks Stasia?”

  “You are not a hoe! Hoes are chicks that have been fucking their whole lives. That’s not you.”

  “Thanks.” I say trying to smile but I can’t, at least not yet.

  “Did it hurt?” She asks me with a questioning look on her face.

  “It did at first but after a while it began to feel really good.” I say and I know I’m blushing because I can feel my cheeks getting red.

  “Well look at it this way. It was your first time and it didn’t hurt. So just chuck it in the ‘fuck it’ jar, ‘cause most of us don't even get the good D.”

  I just shake my head at her. She acts like a younger version of my sister Vanity.

  “So anyways, I can’t wait to go to the party tonight. I’m gone find me a rich nigga.”

  “What about Turk’s friend?”

  “He cool and all, but I'm too young to be tied down to one nigga.”

  “Maybe I need to start thinking like that. Shit, if I had I wouldn’t be sitting up here with my feelings hurt.”

  “Don’t leave off a sore coochie.”

  “Ugh I hate that word,” I say laughing at her.

  “Girl yo ass hate all of the words that refer to a body part.”

  “No I don't.”

  “Pussy, dick.”

  “Okay, okay, stop, I get it.” I say cutting her off while playfully covering my ears.

  When I hear someone knocking on our door, I pray that it isn't Turk. I ain’t ready to deal with his bullshit just yet. Stasia cracks the door first before fully opening it. When Courtney walks in I want to hide under my covers. I haven't combed my hair and not to mention I was dressed in some boots, shorts, and a sports bra. If Stasia were standing closer to me, I would have slapped her right on the head. To make matters worse, he has a friend with him. I’m assuming he’s someone that Stasia has been messing with because he is making himself comfortable on her bed.

  “What’s up beautiful?” Courtney says with a smile on his face.

  “Hey Courtney, why you didn’t tell me that you were coming by?” I ask as I stand up to put a shirt on.

  “My nigga Derek wanted to come see Stasia. So I thought I would come along and surprise you.”

  “Oh ok, well you definitely did that.” I say still not feeling the way he just popped up over here.

  But I have to admit that he looks damn good in his white wife beater, basketball shorts, Jordan socks, and Jordan slides. His muscles are on full display along with the few tattoos that he has as well.

  “Can I sit down?” he asks.

  “Yeah,” I say as I move over.

  “What you got planned for the day?” He asks pulling my legs onto his lap.

  “You know you could've warned me. Got me over here looking all ratchet,” I say feeling self-conscious.

  Stasia lets out a laugh as I roll my eyes at her.

  “Shut up Stasia ‘cause you could've told me too,” I say.

  She just waves me off and continues to talk to Courtney’s friend.

  “You look beautiful Ronnie.”

  “Are you just sayin’ that so you can get some ass too?”

  “Whoa! Where did that come from?”

  I sit there feeling stupid after I said that. I’m so upset with Turk that I’m taking it out on Courtney, when he hasn't done anything but give me a compliment. Feeling a little embarrassed, I stand up and go into the bathroom, closing the door behind me. I turn the water on and grab my face towel. I need to shake this funk that I’m in. But I don't know how I am going to do that. Hearing a small knock on the door, I crack it open and see Courtney standing there with a smile on his face. How can I turn him down? So I step aside and allow him to come in. When he closes the door I lean against the sink with my head down.

  “I just want you to know that if you need to talk, I'm here for you.”

  “But we just met Courtney.”

  “I know that but we talk every day, and I think you are a really cool girl. That’s why I text you every night before we go to sleep.”

  “I know.”

  He lifts my head by putting his finger under my chin, making me look at him. He is so fine it ought to be a crime.

  “It’s not good to hold that shit in. And you don't look ratchet, you look really pretty even with your messy bun. Ain’t that what y’all call it?”

  I can't help but chuckle. He can be so silly when he wants to be.

  “There's the smile I wanted to see.”

  “Thank you.”

  “For what?”

  “For making me smile.”

  “That ain't shit. If you was my girl I would do more than make you smile.”

  “Is that so?” I ask, as he steps closer to me invading my personal space.

  “Yea.”

  I tilted my head back as he gives me the sweetest peck on my lips. I stand there with my lips tooted in the air expecting more. When I open my eyes he is staring down at me smiling. I am once again embarrassed so I look down again.

  “Stop doing that?” He says pulling me into his strong arms.

  “Doing what?” I ask as I rest my head against his chest.

  “Feeling bad or being embarrassed for every little thing that you do. That's you so embrace it.”

  “Okay, I got you.”

  “Nah, I got you.”

  “Okay Mr. Courtney.”

  “Come on, let’s go sit back down before they think we in here fucking.”

  “Good idea.”

  He takes my hand and I follow him out of the bathroom.

  Chapter Six

  Turk

  The club is packed for Rico’s coming home party. I watch as Cruz, Vega, Rico and Vanity sit hugged up while tossing drinks back left and right. I can't lie I am feeling a little envious. I haven’t talked to Ronnie since everything went down at the club. She has been ignoring me for a week and the shit was starting to piss me off. I even went so far as hitting her up on Facebook and I barely use that shit. I know she got my messages too cause it said that she read the shit. I fucked Tay’s ass up though. She didn't have no business doing what she did. As I look around, I see that Ronnie still hasn’t made it. The party started over an hour ago. I was about to call her again when I see her and Stasia coming up the stairs. I can't even lie she looks good as hell. The distressed jean romper that she has on hugs all of her curves. Her heels are sexy too. I make a mental note, that I am gon’ sex her ass up in them heels. I sit there smoking my blunt as they walk right past me like I ain’t even sitting here. I can smell the scent of her perfume as it follows behind her. Since she want to play games, I decide two can play them. I walk over to where everyone is standing and purposely bump into her while moving her over. I can feel her mugging me but I ain’t give a shit.

  “Why you looking at him like that Ronnie,” Cruz asks noticing almost instantly.

  “You didn't see how this nigga just bumped into me. Almost knocking me over and shit.” She says with a lot of attitude while rolling her eyes at me.

  “Damn lil’ Ronnie, what's wrong with yo
u?” Vega asks looking between the two of us.

  “Nothing.”

  “Oh it’s something wrong,” Vanity says.

  I just blow smoke out in her face. I want to piss her off. All I need is a reaction and I will go from there.

  “Do you see this shit, Vanity? Tell this nigga to leave me alone before I snap and hit his ass,” Ronnie says never looking at me.

  So I blow even more smoke in her face. When she turns toward me and slap my blunt on the floor, I’m pissed and shocked at the same time. That is a fat ass blunt filled with some fire ass weed.

  “Damn! What did you do to piss Ronnie off,” Rico asks me.

  Vega and Cruz had told me how protective Rico is over Ronnie, so I just shrug my shoulders. “You know how these females be nigga.”

  He nods his head while turning up his champagne bottle.

  “Really Turk?” Ronnie asks with fire in her eyes.

  I shrug my shoulders again just to piss her off even more. I watch as she grabs Stasia’s hand, pulling her toward the stairs that leads down from the VIP section. I can feel all eyes on me, so I turn around to see Vanity and Cruz looking at me as if they want to go upside my head.

  “What?” I ask not caring if Rico or Vega is standing there. They both know what type of nigga I am.

  “That's what we trying to figure out. What did you do?” Cruz asks.

  “Man I ain’t do shit,” I say waving them off. I don't want them all up in my business. I don't care if Ronnie is their little sister. They gone have to fall the fuck back.

  “Let me find out Turk,” Vanity says.

  “Let you find out what? Ronnie is grown so y’all need to mind y’all own damn business and stay out of hers,” Rico says while smacking her ass hard as hell.

  “Ouch nigga, that hurt.”

  “You know you like that shit.”

  “You know I do, daddy.”

  I just shake my head. Vanity and Rico are some damn freaks and they don't care who knows. I turn around and look out of the glass window that overlooks the dance floor, and I instantly spot Ronnie dancing with some nigga. I know that she has some liquor in her system by the way she is moving her body. I clinch my jaw as I watch her grinding into him. I can't take it anymore, so I make my way down the stairs. When I am finally able to get through the crowd and on the dance floor, I snatch her by her arm and pull her off the dance floor. People move out of our way ‘cause they all know who the fuck I am. I push her in the restroom making her go into a stall.