Falling for a Hood King 2

by Shvonne Latrice

  I went back the next day to visit him, but they let me know that I was no longer on his visiting list. I had them check multiple times, and they confirmed that I'd been removed. I went back to the car, and cried for what seemed like ten minutes, before finally heading back home.

  It was around 8pm, and Paula invited Lucy and I to go out. I really didn't want to, but then again, I needed something to keep my mind off of Julius. It was a 21 and over lounge/club, which Lucy and I weren't old enough to get into, but Paula was 21 and the bouncer was her first cousin. She said drinks would be free for us all night, and that is exactly what I needed. Although Lucy couldn't drink, she still wanted to get out and away from Menzo's crazy, creepy ass.

  I decided to wear a multicolor, Jeremy Scott patchwork dress that Julius had recently bought me. I wore some Pierre Hardy suede sandal stilettos in pink, and then put my long brown hair in a big bun on top of my head. I threw on some gold studs that I got from H&M, and I was ready.

  My phone started to ring, and I prayed it was an unknown number. I walked over and saw that it was.

  "Hello?" I answered.

  "You have a collect"

  "I accept the charges!" I cut the voice off. "Julius?" I smiled.

  "What's up?"

  "Why did you take me off your visiting list?"

  "Cause I don't want to see you," he replied and exhaled heavily.

  "Oh, is it cause of school? Because-"

  "What you doing?" he asked.

  "I'm about to go to a lounge, with Paula and Lucy."

  "So you going out and shit, while your nigga is locked up? You couldn't even wait two weeks before you started spreading your legs for another nigga and being a fucking hoe!" he yelled with so much anger in his voice that it made me jump.

  "Julius, I'm not doing anything with anybody," I whined. "I don't have to go, I can stay home if you want," I added.

  "Nah, you good. Peace."

  Click.

  As soon as he hung up, my eyes started to water. My phone rang again, but this time it was Paula.

  "Hello?"

  "I'm outside chica! Hurry up so we can go get Lucy!' she yelled excitedly.

  "Okay, I'm coming down now."

  I put on some light pink lipstick, and then went to say bye to Winnie and Jackson. I grabbed my jacket from by the door, and then headed out to Paula's car.

  "Oohh, you look sexy!" she smiled.

  "Thank you," I chuckled.

  "What's wrong?" she asked as she started to drive.

  "Julius is mad at me."

  "Why?" she frowned.

  "I really don't know. And when I told him I was going out, he blew up and hung up on me."

  "He's just frustrated that he is away from you. He'll be straight once he gets out, watch," she nodded like she was sure.

  "Yeah," was all I said, as we continued to Lucy's.

  We got to Raye's Lounge, and thankfully Paula's cousin came through. It had a small dance floor for those who just had to dance, but all in all it was a relaxing setting. There were sectioned off couch areas for VIP, which we were thankfully able to sit in. As promised, the waitresses brought us free drinks over, and plenty of extra juice for Lucy.

  YG was playing over the lounge, and Paula stood up to shake her ass. Paula was what you called thick; nice big boobs, small waist, big butt, and thick thighs and hips. She wore a tight dress that hugged all her curves. My dress was only tight around the breast area, and since they were small, it was nothing to jump up about. I wasn't tripping though, because my small, round, plump ass matched my B-cups perfectly.

  "Come on!" Paula smiled pulling my hand up.

  I stood up as well as Lucy, and we all started to dance while drinking. I was happy I came out, because I was having a good ass time. While we were turning up, I saw a group of guys approaching. They looked fresh as hell and all of them appeared to be attractive.

  "Hello ladies," the one in front said, staring at me.

  "Hi," we all said in unison.

  "Do you mind if we come in for a little bit? Or can y'all come to our booth?" he asked as one his friends eyed Paula.

  "Uh" I started.

  "Y'all can come up here, but bring your bottles," Paula spat, and smiled at the one staring at her.

  One of their homies jogged back over to their booth, snatched up their bottles, then came back. We started pouring more drinks, and getting fucked up. I saw one guy talking to Lucy, and I was happy to see that. Even though she was pregnant, she could still pull.

  "I don't even know your name beautiful," the guy who was in front of his homies asked.

  "Natalia," I nodded.

  "Sexy name for a sexy girl. I'm Marlon," he smiled and licked his sexy lips.

  Marlon was real cute. He was light skinned with a low fade, and smelled good as hell. He wore a thermal top, jeans, some Nikes and a snapback.

  "Nice to meet you Marlon," I smiled.

  "So are you seeing anybody? Or..."

  "Yeah, I have a boyfriend," I smiled.

  "Damn, I'm not surprised ma. Well can we be friends?" he asked.

  "Friends?"

  "Yeah, like homies," he smiled.

  "Okay," I replied.

  He handed me his phone, and I typed my number in it. I saw a flash in my face, but I was so twisted that I didn't really care what it was from.

  "Thank you. Let me know if that nigga slip up," he bit his lip.

  For the rest of the night, we partied with the guys. We drank and danced so hard, that I was sweating by the time I left. The cool air from outside of the club, felt like an air conditioner.

  "Let's go to the IHOP on Centre Point, it’s open twenty-four hours," Lucy suggested, rubbing her stomach.

  "Okay," I slurred. "Let's take a taxi Paula, you're too fucked up," I laughed.

  "I can drive Nat," Lucy laughed.

  "Oh yeah," I said and we all chuckled. I had forgotten that she didn’t drink tonight.

  My phone chimed, and I saw I had a text from an unknown number.

  (317) 555-5555: Hey beautiful.

  Me: Who is thisssss?

  (317) 555-5555: Lol. It's Marlon.

  Me: Why do you have an Indianapolis area code?

  (317) 555-5555: My mom is from out there and we share a plan. She wanted me to pay the bill.

  Me: Oh, I'm from Indianapolis! Lol

  (317) 555-5555: Yeah? Why you got a Charleston area code then? Lol

  Me: My boyfriend had my number changed a couple months ago.

  (317) 555-5555: I see, what you about to do?

  Me: Headed to IHOP on Centre Point.

  I went ahead and stored his number, before I forgot.

  Marlon: Fasho.

  I locked my phone and rested my head on the headrest. The first thought to enter my mind was Julius. I was happy that he would be home in two and a half weeks, but then again he was angry with me. I shook the thoughts from my head, as we approached IHOP.

  When we walked in, I saw Marlon and his homeboys chilling at a table. He looked super good, but I didn't know if it was because I was drunk, or if he was just really cute. He smiled at me and waved me over.

  "Let’s go sit with them," Lucy said as she led the way.

  We walked over and sat down with the men. One of the dudes tried to rub on Paula's thigh, but she stopped them. Marlon draped his arm around me, which seemed innocent to me until I looked at Lucy, and she shook her head at me. I quickly moved Marlon's arm, and cleared my throat.

  "My bad, I forgot you had a man," he chuckled and so did his friends.

  I remembered that I didn't have any money, so I opened my online banking app before ordering. I smiled when I saw Julius had deposited $20,000 in it for me. I loved his crazy ass so much. That was just spending money, and then he would buy me things on top of that.

  "Damn ma!" Marlon said looking at my screen.

  "Don't look at my stuff," I frowned and locked my phone. That irritated me that he was all in my business like that.


  I scooted away from him a little bit, and stayed that far for the rest of the meal. Once we were all ready to leave, he reached out to give me a hug, but I just walked away from him. I felt guilty and he was kind of annoying.

  "Damn, well bye Ms. Natalia!" he called after me.

  I didn't even respond, as I headed to the car with my friends. I couldn't wait to just crawl in bed, and cuddle with my son.

  Chapter 18: Natalia

  1 Week Later

  Julius would be home in a week and a half, and I was overjoyed. Although he was mad at me, I would set up a nice night for he and I, and he would have no choice but to forgive me. I smiled in the shower, as I rinsed the soap off of my body. Once I was done, I stepped out to brush my teeth and rinse with mouthwash.

  "Ah!" I screamed when I saw Menzo sitting in my bedroom, on the lounge chair.

  "Good morning beautiful," he smiled.

  "Menzo, what are you doing here? Who let you in?" I frowned tightening my towel.

  "I let myself in," he smiled.

  I looked over and saw Jackson asleep in his little swing. I wanted to call for Winnie, but she took some of my clothes to the dry cleaners, and went to pick up some stuff for my surprise for Julius.

  "Wha-what do you want?" I stuttered.

  "I just want to watch you get dressed."

  "What?"

  "I want you to proceed with your normal dressing routine, right here in front of me," he pointed down to the floor.

  "I'm not doing anything with"

  "You will, or I will make sure these photos of you in the club with some nigga make it to Julius."

  I walked over, snatched the four pictures, and wanted to throw up at the sight of me laughing and dancing all on Marlon. That was where the flash came from, I thought.

  "And don't try to rip them up, because I made about 100 copies," he laughed.

  "You just want to watch me?" I asked to make sure.

  "Yep," he replied.

  "Okay," I nodded.

  I walked back by my bed and removed my towel. His eyes roamed my naked body, and he licked his dry lips. His eyes were wide open as he stared. He then pulled his dick out and started to stroke it slowly.

  "Do a spin," he said.

  I paused for a second and turned around slowly. I then went into my drawer to pull out my underwear and bra. I started to step into my underwear, but he stopped me.

  "Lie down on the bed and put your panties on," he demanded.

  I took a deep breath, as tears started to escape my eyes. I lay down, and started to slide up my panties. His eyes locked onto my bare vagina, and he started to stroke his dick at a faster pace. I stood back up, and then put on my bra. Usually I would lotion, but I decided to skip that part.

  "Stupid ass tatt," he moaned, referring to my tattoo of Julius' name on my rib cage.

  I pulled my tube dress over my head, and then shrugged my shoulders to say I was done. By this time, his eyes were closed, and he was nutting all over his hand. He grunted loudly, and then started to pant.

  "Fuck. You so damn sexy," he whispered.

  He cleaned his hand and dick off with the bottom of his wife beater, like the nasty nigga he was, and then zipped his pants up. He smirked at me and then opened the bedroom door to leave. I immediately grabbed some disinfectant wipes to clean off the doorknobs around the house. I wasn't sure what he touched exactly.

  My phone started to ring and I just knew it was Julius. I ran to it, only to see Marlon's name on the screen. He and I had been texting a lot, and since Julius didn't call anymore, we talked until the wee hours of the morning.

  "Hello?" I answered.

  "What you doing? Let's go have lunch."

  "I can't Marlon. I told you I have a boyfriend," I replied.

  "I'm starting not to believe you, where is he when I'm talking to you all night?" he chuckled.

  "He's busy!"

  "Well he seems to be too busy for you. Let me take you out; as busy as he is, he won't even know!" he laughed.

  "No! I told you no," I yelled and hung up.

  If Menzo hadn't have shown me those pictures this morning, I may have went. But I couldn't chance Menzo being around and taking more footage. It's no telling what he would want from me next.

  Chapter 18: Julius

  Release Day

  Ya boy was getting out three days early, and I was fucking ecstatic. I asked my lawyer whose prints were on the drug packaging, and he said they wouldn't give him that info. They said they felt I would try to harm whoever it was, so all they could do is confirm that it wasn't mine. I would find out who it was sooner or later though.

  Yesterday I got some pictures in the mail, of Natalia and some nigga chilling and shit in the club. I knew I couldn't trust her little ass. Shit, I would have Jackson tested if he didn't look identical to me. I didn't bother letting her know I was out early either, fuck her. I was just gone go home, grab some shit, and then bounce.

  "Hey boo," Franceska smiled once I got in the car.

  I was gone have my brother pick me up, but he had to handle some shit. Franceska was the last person I wanted picking me up, but she was the only one available since I wasn't fucking with Natalia.

  "Take me by my crib so I can grab some clothes," I said. She smiled and then headed towards my house.

  My head was throbbing thinking about all the shit that had transpired during that little ass time I was in jail. I really trusted Natalia, and was really beating myself up for how I treated her hoe ass in the past. Now I felt dumb as hell for trying to make her my fucking wife. Knowing her, she probably fucked Menzo and that nigga from the club.

  Franceska pulled up to my crib and tried to get out with me, until I told her ass that she could go home. I had my car here, and could drive myself to the hotel I was gone stay in. I got out and ran up my walkway. Once I came in the house, I saw Natalia sitting on the huge ottoman, playing with Jackson. She was wearing her signature tube top and shorts combo, and my dick got hard immediately.

  "Julius," Natalia said, as she stood up and walked over to me with Jackson on her hip.

  "Hey little man," I said ignoring her and kissing his cheek.

  I walked past her and up the stairs to our room, so that I could pack my clothes. As soon as I got in the bedroom, Natalia came in and closed the door.

  "Why didn't you tell me you were getting out?" she asked. I didn't say anything, as I took some boxers out the drawer. "Where are you going?" she said touching my forearm.

  I snatched my arm away and slapped her across the face. Her nose busted and started dripping blood. She grabbed her nose, and I pushed her to the floor.

  "Julius! Stop!' she screamed as I picked her back up by her hair.

  "You fucking hoe ass bitch! I'm locked up and you out here fucking some random nigga! I ain't even been gone that damn long!" I yelled as I shook her body by her hair.

  I pushed her away and then slapped her as hard as I could. She fell on the bed, and I climbed on top of her. I pulled her head back by her hair, and bit down on her shoulder. I was so mad, that I was just trying to think of any way to inflict pain on her.

  "Ahhhhhh! Julius stop! I haven't bee-Ah!" she was cut off when I slapped her ass again.

  "What the fuck did I tell you? I told you not to open your hoe ass legs for no other nigga!" I said through gritted teeth in her ear. I wrapped my hands around her neck and Winnie came busting in.

  "Please Mr. Tate! You're going to kill her!" Winnie yelled.

  I let her go, and stormed out as Natalia cried like a newborn baby. I guess she wanted more, because her slutty ass came running down the stairs after me.

  "Julius! I didn't do anything!" she yelled after me.

  I realized I forgot my keys in the house, but spotted Franceska's annoying ass still waiting outside for me. I jogged to her car, with Natalia hot on my heels. As soon as I slid in, Natalia punched the window, and it shattered in my lap. Franceska screamed loud as hell, as I hopped out and threw Natalia's ass over my
shoulder. I went back in the house, and threw her on the bed. I pinned her hands down and stared down into her beat up face. Why the fuck did I still love her? She was a whore.

  "Stay yo’ ass in here!" I yelled in her face.

  "No! You're mine! I don't want you with that bitch!" she cried and locked her legs around my waist.

  I couldn't help myself. I pressed my lips against her bloody ones, and dipped my tongue in her mouth. I let her hands go, and she wrapped them around my neck. I wrapped my arms around her small frame, as we got lost in our passionate kiss.

  "I promise I haven't been with anyone but you Julius," she whispered in between kisses. I removed her shorts and panties together, as I kissed her flat stomach. "We were just at the club together that's it," she added as I made my way down to her pussy.

  I inhaled the sweet smell of it, before planting kisses along the slit. I pulled her clit into my mouth, and stuck two fingers into her pussy. I sucked her clit and plunged my fingers inside her, until she came three times. The smell and taste was just as good as it was before I left. I stood up and undressed, then went to get a warm towel out of our bedroom bathroom. I quickly but gently, cleaned Natalia's face up, and then dipped my tongue in her mouth. I lifted her legs over my arms, and forced my way into her super tight walls.

  "I see you were telling daddy the truth," I moaned as I stroked her tight wet walls.

  She moved her legs off my arms, and pulled me towards her. She sucked on my lips, as I continued to thrust into her.

  "I'll always be honest daddy, I love you," she said in between kisses.

  I pulled her tube top down to her belly button, and started to suck on her hard nipples. I kissed back up to her soft lips, and then sped up my pace.

  "Ahhh," she moaned as she gushed onto my rod.

  "Fuck, I'm about to cum Nat," I groaned into her mouth. I knew Winnie thought we were some fucking psychopaths. One minute we’re fighting, and the next we’re fucking.

  She pushed me back out of her, and then took my dick into her mouth. She went full speed ahead, sucking me up until I busted down her throat. She licked me clean, and then I went to run us a bubble bath.