by Belleza
“If you care about her you will leave her alone.”
“Nah, this ain’t even about me and her. You so busy hiding from her and using our relationship against her to make her feel bad. This is about you and your habit that needs to stop. If you love her, I’m sure you would.”
“Fuck you! You don’t know me. I love my daughter. Her mother and I took good care of her for years. We deserve to live how we want now.”
“And how you think she feels watching yall lose everything? Living doesn’t mean being irresponsible and correct me if I’m wrong but Camille was damn near struggling to pay tuition you made her believe you had covered.”
At the moment I felt like an adult chastising my child. Ol’ head was too worried about everything else besides the fact his only child was embarrassed and hurting. I was only doing this shit not only because I loved her but because I wished someone was this hard on my mother before she slipped off into drug LaLa land.
“I told her I’ll handle that.”
“Man, we got that covered. Right now the only thing you need to be focused on is getting clean. She’ll be graduating soon, and I’m sure she will want y’all there sober and healthy.”
I held out the pamphlet to the inpatient drug program outside of Philadelphia. I had my peoples set it up whereas they only had to show up. Some time away to get clean and refocused was probably what they needed. Shit, at least I hoped that’s what it was.
Doing my research on them the Donigans were always into drugs, but they kept a steady balance between work and play. At first, it was recreational, and it snowballed into a nasty ass addiction. If their house wasn’t paid for I’m sure they probably would’ve lost it as well.
Camille had no clue I was going to do this. I was going to tell her, but the last episode at the hospital led me to believe I needed to handle this shit on my own.
“This is a 90-day program you and your wife are expected to turn yourself in tomorrow. If you're serious about rekindling your relationship with Camille there will be an Escalade waiting outside of your home. You don’t need anything because everything will be provided to you by the program.
I know about your auto shop, all the niggas you owe because of the lack of funds you have. If Camille isn’t enough for you to want to gain control of your life again, if you finish the program you can have your shop back. You won’t have to worry about paying back whoever you owe money to, and I’ll give you and your wife some bread to get back on your feet.”
Mr. Donigan stared at me probably wondering how serious I was about everything I said. I was giving him a fair shot to agree because I wasn’t going to leave his ass no choice. My plan B was to take him and his wife and lock them in a house with bodyguards until they detoxed. It was unethical, and these were my girl's people so I was kind of giving them an option first off the strength of her.
“I don’t know man.”
“You don’t have a choice,” I let him know just so we could speed this process up so I could get my ass back in my bed. “I’m trying to help you save face with Camille. I know that’s the only reason why you’re giving her a hardass time.”
Again, he fell quiet and then shook his head from side to side which almost had me snap on his ass until the words finally escaped his lips.
“Ok, give me time to explain it to my wife. She’ll agree. But how I know, you’re not setting me up?”
“Setting you up for what? You don’t have a goddamn thing I want. I’m just looking out because of your daughter.”
Me mentioning Camille to him still put him in a sour mood. It didn’t matter to me whether or not he accepted me because I didn’t need validation from anyone when it came to anything. I knew where we stood and there was not a soul on this earth that could take that away. I put my life on that.
Her father didn’t say anything else besides that he will be waiting tomorrow and left out of the trap. I only hoped I got that call that they were in the truck tomorrow going up to the rehabilitation center.
BURGE
“Fuck you doing yo?!”
“Man, sit the fuck back and shut the fuck up! You about to make me get into a fucking accident!”
The car swerved into the left lane on the expressway from him pushing into my arm all because we shot at Camille. That was the fucking plan all along so I don’t know why he was screaming like a little bitch now.
Once I got the car under control. I shot him a hard glare and focused back onto the road getting to the alley where we were going to burn the car and jump into another one we had parked up already. I could imagine by now the Moseleys were on a manhunt for this vehicle, but they were looking for something they might just never find.
“What if you killed her?” Joshua asked.
“Man, the bitch, ain’t dead and if she is oh well. You forgot that nigga tried to kill my brother? An eye for a fucking eye.”
Joshua got out of the truck slamming the door behind him.
“Man, Ben ass is right fucking here! If he wanted to kill him, he would’ve.”
I looked over at Ben who had his eyebrows furrowed at Joshua. He couldn’t ball his face up because he had one more week before they took his wires out and even after all that he still needed time to fully heal. Dead or alive Asahd was fucking with my brother, and that shit wasn’t flying in my book. I had to send a message that he wasn’t untouchable.
“Why you give a fuck? Shawty left you for his ass and he rocked the shit out of you in front of her. You should want the both of them gone. It’s too much pussy in the world to be sprung on one my nigga. You got my brother in ya shit anyway with your insecure ass telling him to keep an eye on her.”
“Yeah to keep an eye on her, not to try and put his dick in her.”
Ben approached Joshua and shoved him and Joshua pushed him back. They got into a tussle, and I choked up Joshua to get him off my brother.
“Both y’all need to chill the fuck out!” I barked. “Throw this gasoline on the car so we can light it up and get the fuck outta here.”
Reluctantly, they did as I said without much to say. I asked Joshua countless times if he sure he wanted to be down with us after he came to me about getting put on. We were a crew, and all had to think alike which meant if you were an enemy to one you were an enemy to all. I would hate to believe that he was scared of Asahd or bitching because of his feelings he had for a chick that ain’t even want his ass. Either way, if he felt one of those two things, it would be a problem.
After lighting the match, I watched the car burst into flames and climbed into the backup car where they were waiting.
The car ride was quiet for the most, and when I pulled up to my crib, I parked, and we all got out. I was met with Nina with her bags in her hands and a nasty scowl on her face. I was a few hours late from the time I promised I was going to be here, but she had to understand, I still had shit I needed to do.
Since Asahd washed his hands of her, she’s been on my dick something crazy. I ain’t care to be sloppy seconds, so I was giving her a hard way to go. Bad or not, I wasn’t sweating no bitch.
“Where you going?” I questioned knowing she was pissed. She dropped her bags and pushed me making Joshua and Ben snicker like little kids. Half an hour ago they were ready to kill each other, but now they were having a good ol’ time laughing.
“Don’t ask me where I’m going! I’ve been in this house for five fucking hours! I could’ve been in my own place doing nothing ALONE!”
“Well, it’s so much shit you could have done. Nobody ain’t tell your ass to do nothing. Did you eat?”
“We were supposed to go out to eat. Unless you forgot all about that?” she questioned me crossing her arms under her breast and tilting her head to the side.
“No. I changed my mind. I don’t feel like going out. I’m about to order in for us.”
“Just say you forgot instead of lying.”
“Aye, you can go for real for real if you want. I’m trying to be nice to your ass and you
making shit difficult.” I knew she wasn’t going to go anywhere and the second I saw her still standing in the same spot with an undecided expression on her face. I smiled inwardly. It felt good as shit to have the tables turn in your favor.
I placed my hands on the side of her waist and leaned in to kiss her cheeks.
“I gotta handle a few things. Go run ya self a bath and relax, by the time the food gets here I will be done, and I’m all yours,” I lowly said placing kisses from her ear to her neck.
She didn’t respond but snatched out of my grip to head to the bedroom. I just chuckled and enjoyed the view of the way her ass bounced in her jeans as she stormed off. I adjusted my dick and faced Joshua and Ben who were in a trance as well. I couldn’t even get mad because it was hard not to fall for Nina. She was always beautiful, but now she was bad as fuck with the changes she made.
“I can’t believe that’s ya girl now. You and Asahd have been fucking the same bitch for years,” Joshua said making me cut my eyes at him.
“Yeah, that shit’s over now. It only happened because I allowed it to happen. Worry about him snatching ya bitch up from you though.”
“Man, fuck that hoe!” he exclaimed.
“I’m just stating facts,” I laughed. As soon as I sat down the doorbell rang and I continued to take out my blunt wrap and bag of weed so I could mellow out. “Go get that,” I ordered one of them. Ben got up right away and opened up the door, and Easy emerged looking like a bag of money.
One thing I can say for sure was that that bitch was getting to a fucking dollar. I was getting paper, but she had that old money due to the fact she was running the game once upon of time with her brother.
“What the fuck is this?” she said holding up her phone.
“Looks like either an 8 or X,” I responded with a shrug.
“No dickhead.” She stepped closer and played the video of us at the intersection where I shot up Camille's car. “Who told you to do this?”
“I did. I’m ready to make moves and you tiptoeing because you’re focused on your fucking brother. You got money to walk away now, I’m still hungry, and I need to eat.”
“So you shoot up a car in broad daylight?” she shot back.
I dropped my blunt because she was fucking up my concentration with all the fucking nagging she was doing. I swear if she ain’t open her mouth I could’ve mistaken her for a nigga but the more she talked, the more I realized that she still a fucking emotional bitch.
”Listen, I don't know what you think this is or who I am but I ain't one of these little niggas. You and ya homie came to me for a reason. It wasn't the other way around.”
“What you trying to say?”
“Exactly what the fuck I said!” I fired back.
Easy’s hand went to her waist, and she pulled out her gun and aimed it towards me. I thought she was bluffing and trying to shake me up but she fired the gun and a bullet a whizzed past my head.
I ducked and glared at her once she put the gun back at her waist.
“You obviously think I’m a fucking joke. From here on out you’re going to do as I fucking say. We don’t have time for fuck ups.”
“I got rid of the car man. In the tape, you can’t even see who’s in there. We good,” I assured her, and she laughed.
“You must not know who you’re fucking with. At the end of the day, they’re my peoples so I know how they think and what can possibly be their next move. This shit right here,” she said holding up her phone now. “This some rookie shit.”
I bared my teeth down only to refrain from saying what I wanted to say. I could effortlessly shoot this shit out with her another time, but I knew I’d have a bullet my way sooner than later from whoever was loyal to her.
“What do you want us to do now?”
“Not a goddamn thing. Y’all did enough. Just pray them Moseley’s don’t come kicking down this fucking door.”
Without saying another word she left out of my crib grumbling something under her breath.
“I told you!” Joshua said causing me to glare at his bitch ass.
“Shut the fuck up! You ain’t tell me shit!”
“You heard everything that bitch just said! Them niggas not dumb and they have connections we may not be able to see it, but they find a way to make everything work in the favor.”
I snatched up my blunt and continued to roll it contemplating everything that happened. They were right. Asahd and his brothers were always ten steps ahead which is why no one really got shit past them.
The only reason why I partnered up with Easy was because it seemed like a great idea to have someone that was close to them helping us point out their weak spots. The thing is, she could change and I realized I was only a pawn in her little ass game. She could easily go put killing Shirley on us, so, for now, I was going to fall back and let her think she was running the show. My rise to the top was inevitable and me being who I am knew Easy wasn’t playing fair. Little did she know, I was playing for keeps as well.
JOHAN
Sitting on the benches, I watched intently as my boys carried the weight of the team. They were ten points up and in the last quarter of the game.
Shit wasn’t the same, and I was trying to make everything as normal as possible with them. From the split with their mother, aunt Shirley in the hospital and Camille getting shot at, it felt like it was one thing after the other without breathing room to figure the first issue out.
Well, as far as Tabitha and I, I was really done with her and I needed her to come to grips with that too. Cheating wasn’t anything I could forget and then it was with my uncle's sister. That shit ain’t sit right with me at all.
She would often send me pics of us trying to reminisce but all they were, were memories that didn’t bring a good feeling honestly. All that desire she had to let go, she needed to keep it. She got what she asked for.
It’s been about two weeks, and there hasn’t been anything new with Shirley. The swelling went down, so they replaced the top of her skull and was closely monitoring her for infection where the bullet went through. How much damage that occurred is undetectable for the fact that she’s still in a coma. Unc hasn’t left the hospital, and the staff quickly learned they couldn’t keep that man away from his wife.
If I wasn’t with my sons I was making sure everyone was good and it honestly was weighing down on me.
“Oh damn!” a woman yelped out as she fell onto my lap and her hand landed right on my crouch getting a handful of my dick. Her peanut butter skin turned a rosy red as she looked into my eyes.
She was undeniably beautiful, so beautiful I couldn’t stop staring into her round bright eyes when I did my eyes traced her velvety smooth skin where a deep set of dimples were on full display from her grinning.
We got caught up staring at each other she didn’t remove her hand until she realized I was brick hard and she popped up as if she dipped her hand in a hot bowl of water.
“I’m… I’m… so sorry,” she stuttered standing to her feet and staring at the part of me she felt.
I chuckled when I saw her eyes widen and then she finally focused on my face.
“It’s all good. Are you ok?”
She quickly moved her head up and down and fanned herself although the gym was nowhere near hot. It was the winter, and the heat was on, but it was very comfortable.
She stood for another two minutes staring at me. I graciously accepted the time to take in the woman I couldn’t lie and say I wasn’t smitten by.
She was standing up, so I was able to see that she was big and beautiful and wore her weight well. She wasn’t the type of female I had before, but I was enticed by not only her face but her body as well in the white button up shirt that had her breast sitting up and on full display. The jeans she wore hugged her curves. I was definitely attracted, and it didn’t stop my dick at all from swelling.
“If you will like a seat, you can sit here. There’s plenty of room.”
“You’re not
with anyone?”
I don’t know if she asked because she expected me to be with another woman or a group of people, but I shook my head. Normally, it’d be the whole family here supporting the boys but too much was going, and I thought it was best everyone take care of what they had to handle.
She took a seat and was still fanning herself, so I handed her the bottle of water I purchased from the stand I hadn’t opened.
“Thank you,” she accepted it, and I watched like a creep as she opened it and placed her pouty lips on the opening.
“Who are you here supporting?” I asked to break the awkward silence.
She placed the cap back on the bottle and pointed to the young man that scored a three-pointer for the other team. Besides watching my boys, I had my eye on that kid. He was good. Almost as good as Jace and Jarod.
“That’s my son, his name is Jeremy.”
“He’s good,” I admitted.
“He lives for basketball. I gotta get on him about his grades but anything involving basketball he takes to heart.”
I laughed thinking about my two sons because they were the same exact way until I got on their ass about that shit. We were going to be great at everything. I always beat in their head they needed a plan B because if they got hurt and couldn’t ball, what were they going to do?
“Sounds like my boys.”
“Where are they?”
I pointed at my dynamic duo who were assisting each other in making sure they team stayed ahead of the game.
“They play like some grown ass men.”
“Go hard or go home,” I said and she cut her eyes at me and I winked at her which caused her to break out into a full blown gorgeous smile that showed her straight white teeth.
Damn, could she be any more perfect?
“Well how are they in school?”
“They’re better than what they were before. They use to slack, but I had to let them know it was all or nothing. They weren’t going to pick what they were going to be great at and lack in other areas. That’s not how I roll.”