What Hurts The Most 3

by Tynessa

  “Bitch, if you ever in your fucking life threaten me about some bullshit, I’ll beat your ass to fucking death. Now, you better stay the fuck away from my girl before my son be motherless around this bitch. Try it if you want to!” I promised her, because it damn sure wasn’t an empty ass threat. I squeezed my hand a little tighter to add more pressure around her neck before I decided to let go. The snake ass tears that were falling didn’t faze me one bit.

  “Really Kacey? So, you’re willing to kill the mother of your child for this bitch? What happened to all the shit you was spitting when you found out she fucked Jay’s brother. What happened to, she wasn’t shit and you no longer wanted to be with her anymore? Those two days you spent over here didn’t mean shit to you? I cater to your every fucking need when you are over here. How could you do this to me, Kacey? When you got out, instead of coming straight here, you had me to drop you off at the bitch apartment talking about some it was your sister crib. You foul Kacey, and just like the rest of these no good ass niggas out here. I hate you!” Rachel bellowed. I kind of felt bad for using her, but I was just trying to get home for the birth of my newborn and to be with my lady.

  “Man, you know this shit wasn’t supposed to go down like that with us, Rachel. It wasn’t supposed to have went this far,” I tried to explain as I paced around the room. I was really fucked up at that point. I truly didn’t mean to hurt her, but I couldn’t leave Tan for her. My heart would always be with Tan.

  “But you didn’t do anything to prevent it from happening, either. When I slipped you my number, you wasted no time hitting me up. The first time we made plans to sneak off and fuck, you could’ve said you wasn’t feeling it but no, you went through with it. Not once, not twice, but three damn times. I risked my damn job for your no-good ass! Then you get out and continue to fuck with me. What was all that Kacey? Are you saying that me and your son don’t mean shit to you? You’re really going to let her ruin our family?” Rachel reached out and stroked the left side of my face. Her touch was so soft and she smelled so fucking good. Her touch would get me every time.

  Closing my eyes, I felt her press her soft ass lips against mine. Rachel reached down and caressed my hard dick through the jeans I was wearing. Here I was about to fall victim under her spell when I’d just gotten the courage to finally break off this love triangle I was in. When Rachel pushed me on the bed, dropped to her knees, and begun to unzip my pants, I stopped her.

  “Did you fuck him?” I looked down at her. I mean, she was the mother of my kid, so of course I would be upset if she fucked one of my homeboys.

  “Fuck who Kacey? If I have been fucking someone, could you blame me? You been over there playing house with the next bitch,” she looked at me and said while rolling her neck.

  “Don’t fucking play with me Rachel. Did you fuck that nigga Jay?” This time I gave her a more serious look.

  Smacking her lips, she rolled her eyes upwards and said, “If you must know, no I didn’t fuck him! We only went on dates. Hell, I didn’t even kiss his ass.”

  “Keep it like that!”

  With that, I got up and walked the fuck out. I came over to do what I had to do. I knew if I continued to be in her presence, then we would’ve been fucking soon, and I wasn’t trying to cheat on Tan no more than I already have. Plus, I was still upset that this bitch would continue to fuck with Jay when she found out he was my homeboy. I started to ring Rachel’s neck when Jay came to mine and Tan’s apartment and this bitch was in the front passenger seat smiling from ear to ear. I felt she was about to be on some grimy shit, so it was a must I let Tan know about Lil Kacey before Rachel beat me to it and made shit worse than it already was.

  Chapter 3

  Better Left Unsaid!

  Asia

  “So what was that about?” Ke’unta walked into the living room and asked, startling me. His voice was so damn deep and sexy. Shit, he was sexy as hell his damn self. I swear I hit the jackpot with this one! Ke’unta was my baby, and I could really see myself growing old with him.

  I knew he wasn’t one to be fucked with, and would fuck up your whole world if you got wrong with him, but what I loved about him was that he didn’t have that same thuggish demeanor as Jay’vion. He didn’t walk around like he owned the damn world or could beat everybody’s ass. My boo was very humble!

  “Oh nothing,” I waved my hand in the air and said. Walking over to Ke’unta, I stood on my tiptoes and grabbed the back of his neck, pulling his lips to mines. I kissed his ass so damn passionate that my knees got weak. I wanted—no, I needed for him to know that there was no other nigga besides him that I wanted.

  When I finally pulled back, he slowly opened his eyes while licking his lips and said, “Damn, girl. That’s one of those kisses that’ll have a nigga ready to put something up in that tummy,” he rubbed my stomach, and I shivered from his touch.

  “Well what are you waiting for?” I looked up at him seductively and grabbed his dick, giving it a squeeze. It was already hard.

  Off top, that’s what I was thinking he was talking about. Obviously, I found out I was wrong when he suddenly started pulling me towards the bedroom.

  “Oh word, you ready to have my baby?” his crazy behind said. I jerked my hand out of his so damn fast. I liked his ass and everything, but we wasn’t on that level yet. I still had a little more research to do. Like who the fuck be blowing him up when he’s in town. He swears it’s not another female, so I had no other choice but to believe him. After all, we hadn’t made things between us official yet, anyways.

  “Oh no, I thought you was talking about something else!” I shook my head back and forth and said while backing away from him. He came running after me, yelling it was too late and I had already agreed to it.

  Ke’unta’s over grown ass was really chasing me around the couch, saying I was going to have his baby. I couldn’t help but laugh as he continued to chase me all around the house. He was so silly and it felt so good to just laugh and be free. You know, not having to argue all the damn time. That shit gets tiring. Jay’vion and I used to argue so much when we were together that we never really had time to just sit back, laugh, and enjoy each other’s company. That’s why I would never get back with him. I’m not saying he didn’t change; I just didn’t want to be the one to find out if he had or hadn’t.

  “Boy move. I’m not having no baby no time soon,” I said when he finally caught me inside my bedroom. Picking me up, he carried me over to the bed—which wasn’t that far from us. He laid me down, then hovered over me.

  “So you saying you wouldn’t want to have my baby?” he asked right before giving me a peck on the lips. Staring me in the eyes, he waited on his question to be answered.

  “I mean, of course I would love to have your baby one day. Just not right now. How would that work with you living up there and I’m all the way down here?” I asked. That wasn’t the only reason I didn’t want to have Ke’unta’s baby. Just like with Jay, I didn’t want to be his baby mama. I wanted to be a wife, then we would work on a baby. I wanted to be a family. That’s the way I was brought up, so it was only right to bring my child up like that also.

  “Yea, I feel you on that. But shid, I can promise you that all that is about to change. All I need is patience,” he assured me. “Just don’t be so quick to give up on a nigga or give another mothafucka this good shit here.” Ke’unta ran his hand over my dripping exposed pussy before patting it. I only had on a long sundress I had slipped on when I got out the shower right, before that asshole came beating down my damn door.

  “Baby, that’s one thing you don’t have to worry about.” This time, I assured him. “I got you!” I let him know. Giving me a peck on the lips, Ke’unta trailed soft kisses down my body before coming face to face with my most valuable treasure.

  “As long as you got me, I got you baby. I promise that!” I was definitely going to hold him to that promise he’d just made. I knew promises were meant to be broken, but I was going to give him th
e benefit of the doubt because so far, I hadn’t caught him in a lie or had no other reason not to believe the words he spoke.

  “Why you running?” asked Ke’unta. Now, he knew damn well I couldn’t handle that twister tongue of his. That shit felt so damn good going in and out of my kitty cat and I swear, my soul left my body when he flicked that thick ass long shit over my clit. God, this man was blessed in so many ways.

  “Baby I be trying not to but it drives me crazy,” I whined. He chuckled and placed soft sweet kisses all over my inner thighs and kitty. Suddenly he stopped and just stared at my pussy. Shit, I didn’t know what was going on, so I started looking at him sideways. I knew nothing was going on down there, because I got checked faithfully.

  “What’s wrong?” I finally asked. He tilted his head to the side and looked at me with an evil smirk.

  “Just amazed at how something can be so sweet and yummy,” Ke’unta finally said. I just laughed, because he was so silly and always boosting my ego.

  “You so silly baby,” I pulled him up and gave him a wet and sloppy kiss, tasting my own sweet juices.

  Easing his thick pole into my opening, Ke’unta begin moving in circular motions. You already know I wasted no time throwing the pussy back and before I knew it, we were fucking like dogs. I mean, bae was kissing, sucking, smacking and whatever else you wanted to name, he was doing that too—all the while fucking me in every hole. Whatever he wanted, he got!

  “Oooooh shit, Ke’, I’m about to fucking cum,” I moaned loudly as he banged me harder in my asshole. I placed my fingertips over my clit so it could take me on over the edge. “Yessss, daddy. Don’t stop, oh my fuck gosh!” I screamed, and my whole body began jerking like I was having a damn seizure. Not too long after that, Ke’unta pulled out and skeeted all over my ass. I was worn out, so I fell flat on my stomach, and he rolled to the side of me.

  “Got-damn girl! You got me over here like, what the fuck,” Ke’unta said as he was smacking me on the ass, then got off the bed. I smile boastfully.

  This was mine and his first time doing anal. I used to do it with Jay’vion sometimes. Shit, beside just then with Ke’unta, Jay was my first and only. I wanted to give him something that no other man had gotten. I thought if I sexed his ass good and gave him all of me in the bedroom, he wouldn’t need those other bitches. Clearly, I was wrong!

  Once Ke’unta and I had showered and got dressed, I went and made us something to eat. We both had worked up an appetite. I wanted to cook something easy and quick, so I prepared fish and grits. Jay’vion’s country ass turned me on to that.

  “Bae, do that dude always come busting in like that?” Ke’unta’s question caught me by surprise. Like, where did that question come from?!

  “No. I guess he was just upset and wanted to question me about the chick he was dating. I don’t know,” I hunched my shoulder and said nonchalantly. I wasn’t trying to make it seem as if it was okay with the way Jay came over here beating on my door like a damn nut, but I wasn’t trying to go into any details either.

  “Look ma, you know I’m feeling the hell out of you and shit, but I don’t want to invest all my time with you and you still not over that nigga. I’m looking for some long term shit and I could be wrong, ma, but I got this vibe that he still have a hold on you. I know you said ya’ll was together for some years or whatnot, but before we continue this shit we have going on, you needs to make sure ol’ boy is out yo’ system, shorty. Cuz’ you definitely ain’t outta his! Every time he comes around here and sees me he’s on some other shit. It ain’t gon’ be too many times I’ma sit back and let the nigga disrespect me. I’m trying to be respectful because I know you still care for him, but up north, we don’t let all that fly shit he be on pass by. I handle niggas like him.” With that, Ke’unta stood up and walked over to me. Lifting my chin with his index finger, he leaned down and kissed me softly on the lips.

  “Just think about what I said and don’t have me waiting too long for you to get back with me. I’m a big boy and I can handle if you’re not over him,” and with that, he walked out the kitchen and out the front door. I was left in my seat, wondering what the fuck had just happened. Was it really that obvious that I wasn’t completely over Jay’vion?

  Chapter 4

  Man Down!

  Quintez

  Ever since my brother introduced that Rachel chick as his “friend,” I’d been thirty-eight hot. I didn’t know the chick personally, but she was associated with the police so I didn’t fuck with her kind. Then on top of that, there were rumors going around in the pen that her and the nigga Kace were fucking around. I didn’t believe the shit at first, because for one I didn’t give a fuck, and two, I never seen them actually fucking.

  However, I saw the funniest shit the other day that tripped me out and let me know that the rumors were indeed true. I was inside Wal-Mart getting a few items while waiting for Gisela to get off when this chick called my name like we were friends. I turned around and there stood a smiling Rachel with a car seat in her buggy. She was chatting with me about some shit that I didn’t give a fuck about. Talking about some shit that went down in the pen. The shit didn’t concern me, so I could care less. Nonetheless, I stood there listening to her ramble on and on because I was in a daze while staring at the small infant that was in the car seat. It amazed me that even at a young age, he looked so much liked Kace.

  I decided to come to the bar, because that shit had been on my mind since I ran into the ho. The wheels were turning like a mothafucka in my head, wondering was this bitch trying to set us up. I found out that she had quit her job because she got pregnant by Kace, but you never know who she knows and what she’s capable of. Damn, was Kace in on the shit too? I thought as I took the shot of Patron to my head. I wondered did Tan know about that nigga’s secret. She couldn’t have, because she thought their relationship was perfect. I just shook my head as I took another shot to the head.

  “Sup my nigga?” said the brother that had just walked up. I looked him up and down as he called the waitress over and ordered a double shot of Henny. I could tell from his swag that he wasn’t from around here—maybe some up North nigga. I didn’t fuck with those cocky mothafuckas. I would have to put a bullet in one of their domes.

  “Look like you having a long day too,” he said right before taking the shot to the head.

  “Yeah! Know how that goes,” was all I said. I didn’t know, him so there was no need for me to give him a run down. He ran his hand down his face and sighed.

  “Tell me about! Need to take my ass back up north before I end up boding a mothafucka down here,” ol’ dude vented.

  With a nod of my head, I said, “Touché.” I didn’t know who this friendly ass nigga was but got-damn; I didn’t feel like talking right now. I had too much shit on my mind to be listening to another mothafucka airing what he was going through. Paying my tab, I took my last shot and announced I was leaving to the mysterious man.

  I wasn’t trying to be rude to the nigga or come off as an asshole, but in the business I was in, you couldn’t trust mothafuckas at all. I mean, look at how the nigga I referred to as my brother from another mother betrayed me; and the bitch I planned on giving my last name to. Shit, could you really blame me for having trust issues?

  I walked out the bar and grill, and it was like a cold chill went through my body and caused the hairs on the back of my neck to stand. I didn’t know what, but something didn’t feel right. I stood right there in front of the building long enough to grab the nine I had tucked in my waistband and cocked it back. Checking my surroundings, I didn’t see any unusual activities so headed for my car. Something just didn’t feel right though. I could’ve sworn I had seen someone posted by my ride when I first walked out but as I got closer, no one was there. I know my eyes weren’t playing tricks on me.

  Approaching my car, I heard tires screeching and before I could turn around, gunfire begin to fill the night. I felt the first bullet go in and out my left arm before I r
ealized the mothafuckers were shooting at me.

  “Got-dammit!” I yelled out before dashing behind my car. Bullets were flying everywhere. I knew I wasn’t going to be able to get a good aim at the shooter or shooters, so I stayed put until the gunplay had ceased. Finally, I stood up and started busting my gun in the direction that I’d heard the shots being shot from. I didn’t know who I was shooting and frankly, I didn’t give a fuck.

  “Ah fuck!” My hand shot to my chest right before my body jerked two more times, and I finally hit the ground. The burning sensation that I was feeling let me know that whoever they were had lit my body up.

  Laying on the cold concrete ground, I struggled to keep my eyes opened. I know this should’ve been the last thing on my mind, but just laying there hearing mothafuckas shooting at me and there was nothing I could do about it had me pissed to the extreme. If I made it through this, someone was definitely going to feel my wrath. Unfortunately, all the fighting and straining to keep my eyes open was getting the best of me.

  “Yo’ son?” I heard the deep voice call out right after hearing tires burning rubber out the parking lot. With all my might, I turned my head and stared into the eyes of the nigga that I’d just left inside the bar.

  Chapter 5

  Rocking The Same Boat!

  Stacy

  I couldn’t believe Jay’vion had put his damn hands on me. I was getting real sick and tired of the way he treated me. I know it’s crazy, but at first I would brush off all the disrespectful shit he would say to me because I knew I had a slick ass mouth, and the things I would say about his girl was uncalled for. I was fucking with her man behind her back, so how could I even down talk her like she wasn’t shit when in reality I wasn’t?