Two Sides to a Love Story: Rico & Raja's Story

by Natavia

  “Break this shit up! Lace let him go!” Rico says trying to pull her off and I try to help him.

  “Get the fuck back Raja! You started this shit!” Rico yells at me. Mashawn helped Rico with pulling Lace off of Tarae.

  “I didn’t know Lace and Tarae was kicking it like that!” Kenyatta says.

  “Yes you did! You just wanted that nasty bitch to talk to him! I’ve been meaning to ask you all night, why you would invite her knowing that it was like a couple’s thing? Everyone knows that Tarae is dating Lace,” I tell her.

  “I’m not arguing with you!” she says walking off.

  “That’s because you already know you was wrong,” I yell after her.

  Monae looks at me then rolls her eyes. “Wipe that cum off the corner off your lips.”

  She was ready to say something but Tee-Tee cut in, “Don’t even think about it! If I was you I would just follow behind Kenyatta!” Monae walks off saying something slick. Mashawn puts Lace in the truck and she all of a sudden just doses off.

  I get inside the truck and so does Rico. He looks at me and shakes his head as he pulls off.

  “You need to mind your business and leave my fucking friends alone. I don’t bother yours so have some respect for my niggas! Lace is grown! If what Tarae was doing was a problem she should’ve said something. Now because you’ve been dissing him all night, she got drunk then flipped out! You think that shit is attractive when y’all get all fucking loud and ghetto out in public? That shit is a mess, Raja,” he says gripping the wheel.

  “Don’t you get hood too nigga?” I ask him.

  “Yeah! When a nigga come at me with some stupid shit or if a nigga tries to step to you on some disrespectful shit! You damn right a nigga going to get on his g-shit! I don’t just walk around making a fucking fool out of myself though. It’s already bad enough people expect that from me because of my tattoos and my clothes and shit! I don’t need to prove to motherfuckers I’m ignorant,” he says.

  “So now you Malcom-X?” I asked him.

  “Shut the fuck up and listen for once! All I’m saying is have some respect for yourself out in public! You need to watch your mouth and learn when to shut up! You and that nigga Gary both says what the fuck y’all want to people! The shit be funny sometimes but then it always result into some other shit!” he tells me.

  “Okay Rico!” I say wanting to dead the issue. I look in the back seat and Lace is knocked out snoring.

  Once we get home Rico pulls her out the truck, helping her walk into the house and up the steps to her old room. I take her clothes off except her bra and panties then throws a blanket over her.

  I peel my clothes off and Rico eyes me lustfully.

  “What you smiling for?” I ask him as he strips down naked as well, dick pointing straight at me.

  He grabs me then lays me down on the bed putting my left breast into his mouth.

  “Damn it!” I moan when he slid into me.

  “Go harder!” I tell him. He holds my legs up under my knees spreading them wider. He goes harder drilling me like there is no tomorrow hitting my spot. I know the faces I’m making ae ugly but I don’t care.

  I whimper and moan his name as he pushes his dick further up in me.

  “Rico, hold up! You too deep!” I say because it’s hurting now.

  He flips me over, now I’m laid out on my stomach. He spreads my ass cheeks putting his face in it. That’s right I have an ass eater! I love to get it licked and at one point in time, Rico would not go anywhere near it, but now I don’t even have to tell him to.

  The tip of his tongue travels from the top to the bottom of my crack. I grip the sheets bending my right leg up more. He smacks my butt then jiggles it as his tongue enters my pussy.

  I cried like a baby when he blew on it then entered his finger inside me. He smacked my ass again then enters two fingers as he worked his tongue around my ass hole again.

  “Motherfucker! I’m about to explode! Oh God! I’m fucking ready t…” was all I said as he stuffed his dick so far into me I stopped breathing for a second. He has both hands spreading my butt cheeks apart as he pounds into me while I’m on my stomach.

  He grips the back of my neck. “Hike that ass up! Yeah, just like that! Don’t even move! Just take the dick,” he says fucking the dog crap out of me. I’m bent over ass up in the air, face buried into the mattress as Rico slams into me. This is going to be a long night because Rico isn’t going to finish any time soon.

  The next day I wake up and take a shower. Rico is gone to get Zy from my mom’s house. I checks in on Lace and she is still snoring her life away. I slide into something comfortable then heads to the grocery store.

  I push my cart down the aisle and Fashion carts bump right into mine. I haven’t heard from the bitch and neither has Rico. I want to know if her dumb ass knows Lannie told Rico about what she did to their son and that she is pregnant. You can see her small round pouch. Fashion’s stomach was flat as a board last time I saw her so I can tell she really is pregnant.

  “Well, look at what we have here! What’s going on Raja?” she asks me as I grill her. I want to take my can of string beans and bust her ugly ass face with it.

  I laugh at her then shakes my head. “Nothing much, doing a little grocery shopping for my BABY DADDY!” I stress.

  “OUR baby daddy!” she says.

  “Yeah, until you fucked that all up,” I say.

  “What does that mean?” she asks getting angry.

  “Oh, it just means that you can do whatever you want to do! Rico is not fucking leaving his family!” I say to her.

  “A baby doesn’t keep a man,” she says to me and I laugh.

  “Right, you will know that firsthand wouldn’t you? But at the end of the day the Beauty always gets the Beast! I’m not just talking about your looks. The person you really are is ugly,” I tell her then start putting vegetables in her cart.

  “Make sure you feed my step baby a lot of healthy foods!” I tell her walking away. Fashion is no longer a threat to my relationship. Rico will never want her crazy ass for what she did to his son.

  All of a sudden something hits me in the back of my head and a string bean can rolls down the aisle. It was the family size can. I turn around and another one crashes into my head. Blood runs down my face.

  “BITCH!” I scream charging into her and the stuff on the shelves falls off. She hits me again with the can and this bitch is fucking me up!

  “It’s because of you and your fucking son my son is dead,” she says hitting me again. The store clerk gets her off of me and blood runs down my face like faucet water.

  “Someone call 911! Her head is bleeding!” one of the store clerks scream. Three of them drag Fashion out and I’m sitting on the floor seeing double. A few minutes later the paramedics come and put me on the stretcher. My head is pounding terribly. I can barely open my eyes.

  Rico

  I calls Raja’s mom telling her I will pick up Zy in a few hours. I’m running late and that’s because I’m watching this nigga Dimo. I would’ve just chalked it up if the niggas just had jumped me but they were trying to kill me. I don’t feel comfortable walking around knowing someone pulled a gun out on me and used it.

  Royal told me that Dimo paid off his debt and now I can murk him. My mother comes around the corner then he approaches her. They start yelling at each other. I get out of a stolen hooptie with a black bandana around my face. I pulled my fitted cap low over my eyes.

  “Bitch, I want my money!” he yells at her.

  “Come on Dimo! I’m good for it! How about I suck your dick again,” Sissy pleads.

  I creep up on him pulling out my Beretta firing two shots off. He drops to the ground falling over top of my mother. All this shit over me trying to help my no good mother out. I’m not even tripping about Raja giving the nigga her number the night of the cookout. That wasn’t going to go far anyway!

  I walk over to him then shoots him in the head. My mother has tears in
her eyes.

  “Don’t do it Rico! Please don’t do it! I will get clean for Nakira!” she says. She doesn’t even remember Samari’s name.

  “You just saw me commit a murder and I don’t trust you! You robbed your own son! I bled to death on the pavement and you didn’t even make sure if I was fucking breathing! You don’t even know your own daughter’s name! I’m sorry Ma but you would be better off this way! I need to cover my ass!” I tell her.

  “I won’t say nothing Rico! I promise I won’t say anything!” she says. I kick Dimo off of her. I grabs her hand pulling her up then I hug her.

  “I’m sorry ma! Please forgive!” I say putting her in a choke hold squeezing her neck until I heard a snap and her body goes limp. I couldn’t bring myself to actually shoot my mother. The only reason I had to kill her was because she saw me kill Dimo. I could’ve waited but it’s been long enough and I didn’t know what the nigga had planned for me. He knew I wasn’t just going to let it ride like that after he shot me.

  I take off down the street through an alley then dropped my gun down the drain. I took my gloves off then uncover my face. I take off my jeans and shirt throwing them in the garbage can. I had on another outfit underneath all the clothes I’d just taken off. I cut through the next street then wait at the bus stop so I can get my truck at the mall parking lot.

  As I get on the bus my phone rings and its Raja’s mother. “I’m sorry Mrs. Ramona! I got caught up with this little side job. I’ll be there in a hour to pick up him!” I tell her.

  “It’s not that! Raja has been taken to the E.R! Someone attacked her at the grocery store!” she screams through my phone.

  “WHAT!” I say loudly and the people on the bus look at me.

  “Raja was taken to the E.R! They say she was hurt badly!” she tells me.

  “I’m on my way there!” I tell her.

  I got off at the next stop a block away from the hospital. This is some crazy ass mess going on in my life. I just killed two people and now this shit. I said a silent prayer for the murders I just committed as I walked through the doors. In order for me to feel the need to take a life someone has to be a threat to mine.

  I give them Raja’s name and they direct me to her room. She is lying in a hospital bed with her head wrapped up and her nose is swollen. You can tell she was high off of something because the doctor asked her a question and she starts mumbling, but no words came out.

  Then all of a sudden her body starts jerking and she is twitching really badly. Her eyes go to the back of her head.

  “What the fuck is going on with her?” I ask him panicking.

  “She is having a seizure!” he presses a button and a lot of nurses rush in.

  “Sir, you need to step out of the room!” one of them says to me.

  “Fuck no! I want to know what’s going on!” I yell at them. Raja shaking was scaring me.

  “Sir, you need to step out of the room before we call security! Let us do our job!” she says as they pull me out the room. I snatch my arm away from her. “Get the fuck off of me! I’m leaving out now!” I tell them.

  I go to the waiting room pacing back and forth. This shit cannot be happening to me today! I can’t think of one person who will hurt Raja! Fashion comes to mind but then, “Naw it can’t be her. She is too much of a coward!” I say out loud to myself.

  Twenty minutes later Ramona walks through the door with Zy in her arms. The doctor comes out in the waiting room.

  “Is my baby okay? Please tell me she is okay! I can’t lose another child!” she says crying and screaming, scaring Zy. Zy reaches his arms out to me and I pick him up.

  “She will be fine but we have to watch her for seventy-two hours. She had a slight case of concussion syndrome. The trauma to her head caused the seizure she experienced. We need to keep her for more observation to make sure that the swelling goes down and it doesn’t affect her permanently,” the doctor says and Ramona breaks out in sobs. I hugged her and she cries into my chest.

  “I will die if she slips away from me,” she says.

  “Once we get her sedated you can go back. I will let you know when you can,” he says walking down the hall.

  “This is so fucked up! I swear that shit is!” I say out loud sitting down with Zy.

  “We just got to pray! I called her father before I came here and he is on his way,” she says. I still haven’t met Raja’s pops. She said she wanted me to go with her to talk to him but we never went.

  Raja’s mama is tall! She’s about 5’10 and slim. She is dark-skinned with high cheek bones and slanted eyes. Her hair is cut into a short style that I’m sure Raja did for her. Ramona is drop-dead gorgeous! She looks like she came from some type of island.

  “I’m over here Roland,” Ramona says and I look around but don’t see anyone.

  “How is she?” the the voice says and I still don’t see nobody!

  “Baby!” Zy babbles then starts laughing. I look down and got the shock of my life! Raja’s dad is a midget! I mean he is shorter than Raja. He has got to be four feet tall. He is the ugliest motherfucker I have seen. He has spots all over his face with a peezy afro. His eyes are crossed and his teeth are missing at the bottom; then the lil nigga has no neck.

  “What the fuck?” I say out loud.

  “Roland, this is Raja’s boyfriend and her son Zymond,” she says.

  “Hey, man how are you doing?” he asked.

  “I’m good!” I say. I look between them two and wondered how they had sex. This is some sick shit! Now I’m worried about Zy having kids in the future and they come out like this.

  Raja cried about it’s her father’s fault that her sister was killed. What the hell that lil nigga was going to do if he was there? Raja wrong for even thinking that it would’ve made a difference.

  The doctor comes back out to tell us that we can go back to her room. I get up tripping over Raja’s father and he falls onto the floor. “Hey, watch it buddy!” he says looking up at me with his eyes going everywhere.

  “Oh, my fault!” I say walking ahead. When I get to the room Raja is resting peacefully. Zy tries reaching for her and is trying to get down. “Chill out Zy! Your mama is sleep!” I tell him.

  “Is he a thug?” I heard him ask Ramona.

  “You got something you want to ask me lil’ homie?” I ask him. Her pops is getting on my nerves already. He gets scared then moves closer to Ramona hiding behind her leg.

  I text everybody letting them know that Raja was in the hospital and they replied saying that they were on their way.

  An hour later…

  “Oh my god! My baby!” Gary howls busting through the door. I don’t remember texting him.

  “Who are you?” Roland asks.

  “Who said that?” Gary asked looking around.

  “I did!” Roland shouts.

  “What the hell! Rico, who else is in here?” Gary asks me.

  “Look, down by your ankles!” I tell him. He looks down then gasps. “What the fuck is that?” he asked poking him on the forehead then looks under his nails.

  “I’m Raja’s father!” he says.

  “Did someone throw water on Raja and this popped out of her skin? This is one ugly ass gremlin! Sorry, Mrs. Ramona! No offense to Raja! She is the cute little one… I forgot his name. Oh yeah, it’s Gizmo,” he says.

  “Hey there pal, watch who you are talking to,” Roland says in his proper voice.

  Corey and Tee-Tee come in.

  “She good?” Corey asks. Ramona took Zy from me telling me she was going to wait in the waiting area because there too many people in the room. I think she is just embarrassed that she had kids by Roland.

  “Gary, sit your sweet ass down! Who you over there talking to?” Corey asks.

  “Does anyone not see me?” Roland shouts.

  “Who said that?” Tee-Tee asks.

  “Look down by the floor!” I say shaking my head.

  “Yo, what the fuck? Is that real? Please don’t tell me tha
t shit is real. It talks? What the fuck you buy Zy that shit for?” Corey asks. I shake my head because the nigga was serious.

  “Whatever y’all do please do not let it get a hold of some water! They multiply and start biting shit!” Gary says then Tee-Tee snickers.

  “That’s Raja’s pops! Have some respect!” I say.

  “Nigga, that’s not her fucking pops! Y’all believe this nigga? How the fuck Raja’s mama fucked him?” Corey asked.

  “I’m trying to figure that out myself!” I say honestly.

  “I can’t believe my daughter affiliates herself with a bunch of hoodlums! No class having people! I will not tolerate this and y’all need to leave immediately,” he says to us.

  “You think if I shot him he would bounce off the floor?” Corey asks me I can’t stop laughing when he says that shit.