“Thank you for taking me, there is no need to pick me up, because I’m sure Ramses will.”
I hugged James and began walking away. “Ehhhhemm, Ms. Persia, I have a little package and a message for you,” He said as he fixed his tie. My brows raised in confusion. If he had a package then why the hell didn’t he give it to me at first? “What is it?” I asked as I walked back to the car. James reached in the trunk and pulled out a Louis Vuitton duffle bag. He handed it to me and to my surprise it was heavy as hell.
“What the hell is in here?”
“Ramses wanted me to tell you that he didn’t need you at the house for a couple of days. He feels that you were disrespectful, he couldn’t fathom sleeping in the same house with a person that blatantly disrespected him. He also said that your key is no longer needed, because the locks are now changed. Not only that, but when he’s ready to see you again, he will send for you. He says that this time apart may be for the best. Here’s an envelope with cash and also a credit card.” James said as he tried giving me the envelope.
“Is this a fucking joke, is he fucking serious, James? He’s putting his pregnant girlfriend out on the streets? You know what, James? Tell that nigga I said fuck him. Tell him to take this bitch ass envelope filled with money, because I don’t need it. Tell his ass he ain’t got to send for shit. I’m the one who does the sending. He want a fucking break well I’m gon’ give his ass one,” I said as I began walking away.
“Nice seeing you, Ms. Persia,” James said before getting in the car.
BRIANA
“So let me get this straight, this man fingered you and got you all hot and bothered…had you thinking everything was good between the both of you and had James send you here. Then had the audacity to kick you out?” I asked astonished. Never in a million years would I think Ramses would pull some shit like this. He must’ve been beyond hurt. Hell, both of them said some hurtful shit to each other, but that didn’t mean kick your girl out.
“Girl, I’m over it. He wants a break well I’ll give him one. He done fucked with the wrong one. I’m getting a hotel tonight then looking for an apartment tomorrow morning. He tried to give me an envelope filled with cash. What his ass didn’t know was I had a “Fuck that nigga” bank account. It was collecting dust, but now I’m about to put that bitch to use. I have enough to last me for a very long time. I’m about to show his ass that I don’t need him at all, he fucked up, Briana. He done really fucked up.”
“You know you don’t have to stay in no damn hotel, Persia. My house is big enough for you to stay there as long as you want.”
“I don’t want to rain on you and Adonis’ parade. Plus I’m a grown ass woman. I’d rather have my own, Briana.”
Shit, if she wanted to be by herself then so be it. I wasn’t going to beg her if her mind was already made up. I just hoped that they made up before the baby came. Tomorrow was never promised, holding grudges and staying mad at each other wouldn’t be beneficial to either of them. I looked at my best friend with sympathy. She still wore the same twisted up face she came in with. Like always I was going to be here for her.
“Well, you know I’m leaving in the morning, right? You can ride with Adonis and I, and you can keep my car for as long as you need it since yours is back at your house.” I mentioned hoping she would at least take the bait. I didn’t want her walking around town or on a bus stop seven months pregnant. She nodded her head and smiled at me.
“That will be just fine, I don’t want to talk about him anymore, but I do want to talk about James and Barbra. I asked him if they were talking and he said that she has always held a special place in his heart.”
“Oh my God, Persia, you think they’re messing around for real for real? I’m not gon’ lie, when we went to Cuba they were staring each other down. If they are then I’m happy for the both of them. They aren’t getting any younger.”
Persia and I looked at each other and burst into laughter. “I don’t know about you but I think it’s a bad idea. The moment the men all find out about them dating they might ring James’s neck. I suggest they keep their little love life a secret.” Persia said.
I nodded my head in an agreement as I watched my phone light up. Adonis’ name flashed across the screen. I immediately picked it up and answered on the third ring.
“Hey, baby, where you at,” I asked.
“I’m at the warehouse taking care of business. Persia should keep you company while I’m gone. If I don’t make it back there tonight then I’ll definitely be there in the morning to pick the both of you up.”
“Please tell Ramses that he ain’t right for what he did to Persia. Please speak some sense into him because she’s pregnant, Adonis. That’s just not right and you know it.”
“Listen, whatever they do in the relationship ain’t our business, don’t you get caught up in the bullshit. Let them solve they own damn problems. Yo’ ass better stay the fuck out of it, I love you and I’ll call you later.”
“I love you too,” I whispered before I hung up.
ADONIS
Once I ended the call with Briana, I walked back into the private room that Kenya occupied. We had this bitch tied to the chair completely naked. I let my niggas that didn’t get any pussy or hadn’t had any in a while have their fun with her. “That’s enough, Bucky,” I yelled. She immediately stopped beating Kenya’s face in and retrieved a towel off of the table to place on her knuckles.
Bucky was a big husky broad that was known in the hood for beating niggas and bitches asses. She was the perfect mothafucka to hire to do some serious damage to Kenya. The good thing was, she actually enjoyed it. Kenya had did her dirty some years back, so when I pulled up on her outside of a Quick Trip and told her the plan her face lit up with excitement. Now she was here torturing her for a couple of hours until Kenya couldn’t take anymore and died. I wanted this bitch to die slowly, she deserved it.
I walked up to Bucky and handed her the money she made for today. “It’s an amazing feeling when you getting paid to do something you love. Thank you, Wolf. You and Tone should hire me full time. I can see myself working with y’all permanently,” she mentioned.
“I’ll think about it, lil mama, thank you for the work today. I’ll see you in the morning. Bring any weapon of choice. Oh and before you leave out of the front door tell Brandon to come in here for me.”
Once she was gone Brandon and his brother Pablo came in moments later. “Wolf, my nigga, what is good, man? I just got out of jail. Give a nigga some work! You know I’m good for it,” Pablo said while giving me dap. Pablo had been in jail serving a ten year sentence for his brother. Brandon had committed the crime and Pablo took the blame for it. That right there was nothing but loyalty. He worked side by side with Brandon before he got knocked, and now since he was out I wanted them to work side by side again. If he wanted work, I had no problem giving it to him.
“Mothafucka, you know I got you, welcome home, nigga. Come join us upstairs for cigars and drinks like old times, my nigga,” I smiled. I saw him constantly looking at Kenya and a light bulb flashed in my head.
“Nigga, when was the last time you had some pussy,” I asked him as I wrapped my arm around his shoulder.
“Man, I just got out today. I just need something to get my dick wet for right now,”
“Well, my nigga, it’s yo’ lucky fuckin’ day. This pussy right here is on the house, my nigga, you enjoy yourself. It’s some condoms on that table. I advise you to strap up. Shit, the whole fuckin crew done been in that pussy today,” I laughed.
“Please…please no more. No more Wolf, please,” Kenya sobbed.
“Aight, my nigga, enjoy! We’ll be upstairs,” I said as Brandon and I exited the room.
TURK
This girl better answer her motherfucking phone, I thought as I dialed Miracle’s number for the tenth damn time. That lil stunt she pulled at the hospital pissed a nigga off. I heard her voicemail and immediately hung up. I downed the last bit of Hennessey
that was in my shot glass and slammed the empty glass on the table. “Nigga, what the fuck is up with you,” Ramses asked.
“Miracle ain’t answering her fucking phone, fam. I’m about to go over there and wreck some shit if she got a nigga over there,” I said seriously.
“Turk you got to be kidding me right now. That girl tried to speak to you earlier today and you ignored her, then when she leaves out of Briana’s room and doesn’t acknowledge you, it’s a problem? Nigga, you got a lot of fucking growing up to do.” He boomed.
“Nigga, don’t fucking worry about me and my bitch, worry about you and Persia. You the same nigga that got a pregnant girlfriend and kicked her out in the fucking cold, because she brought up an ex-nigga that’s dead. You tripping off a nigga that’s fucking deceased, bruh. Hop up off mines and sit yo’ big ear ass down.” I said.
“It don’t matter if that nigga dead or not, it was disrespectful,” Ramses said waving me off.
I waved him off and decided to call Miracle one more time. I promised on my mother and sister’s graves that if she didn’t pick up this time I was getting my glock and going over there to wreck some shit. The phone rang a couple more times before she finally decided to answer. “Miracle, where the fuck you at, and what you doing,” I boomed.
“Turk, I’m at home and I’m sleep. I have school in the morning. If you only calling to argue then I’m about to hang up,” she said.
“Hang up on me if you want to and watch what the fuck gon’ happen, fam.”
She exhaled loudly and stayed silent. I didn’t want her hanging up, so I tried to come up with a different topic so that we could stay on the phone. Truth was I missed Miracle something serious. I probably had a bad way of showing it, but that’s just how I dealt with love. I knew Keith tried to rape Miracle, I knew she was innocent. That’s why I killed that nigga the next day. The thing with me is I’m afraid to love her. I was starting to have that same amount of love for her and Kenneth that I had for my sister and mother. They were ripped out of my life and my biggest fear was loving someone like that again only to have the same thing happen. So instead of being the nice guy who was in love I acted like a bad guy.
“Where’s Kenneth?”
“He’s sleeping in his room Turk.”
“Listen, I’m around the corner. I want to come over and chill with you for a minute. If that’s ok with you,” I said hoping she would say yes.
“Nah, I’m about to go to sleep, and I don’t think that’s a good idea.” I looked at the phone just to see if something was wrong with.
“What you mean I can’t come over?” I asked.
“I meant exactly what I just said. Your presence is no longer needed. Now if you excuse me I’m going to go to bed, Turk. Good night,” she said before she hung up the phone. I placed my phone in my pocket and stared at the wall ahead of me. I thought about different ways to enter Miracle’s home without her letting me in. A nigga’s mind was all over the place until a lightbulb flashed in my head. There was a mat outside of Miracle’s front door that she kept a spare key under all the time. It was really made for me, because I didn’t have a key to her apartment all the time because I always lost it. I’m sure she still kept it there just in case she forgot her keys, so I was definitely about to use it tonight.
Hopefully I could open her front door and walk in without waking up Kenneth. I never had intentions on waking lil man up. The only thing I wanted tonight was pussy. I hadn’t fucked Miracle in a while, and I was beginning to forget how her walls felt. Even though I missed Kenneth, I would have to see him on another day, because I was too horny to play Spiderman games with his ass. I stood to my feet and looked at Ramses and Adonis who sat in front of the large 60inch flat screen TV.
“I’m about to go lay up in some thighs, my niggas, I’ll get up with y’all later,” I said as I put my jacket on.
“So you and Miracle cool now? Y’all good?” Adonis asked me as he watched me gather all my things.
“Nah, I’m just going over there to get some pussy then I’ma leave.”
“Nigga, you ain’t gone never learn. Wait ‘til she get another nigga. Yo’ ass gon’ feel stupid as fuck.”
“If she ever got another nigga then I’d be fine with it, she ain’t my bitch. I’ll use her ass for pussy until I meet a new bitch that’s better than her.” I lied. I loved Miracle with every bone in my body. A nigga was just confused right now. Deep down I hoped she waited for me to get my shit together.
“Aight man, we’ll get up later,” Ramses said as he focused on the game. I dapped up all of my niggas and exited the warehouse with Miracle on my mind. Once I made it inside of my car, I turned on the radio and to my surprise Stingy by Ginuwine was playing on the radio. I laughed as I pictured myself throwing rocks at her window and confessing my love for her to this song. We were in a good place a couple of months ago, and now here we were on the verge of not fucking with each other anymore, because I couldn’t get my shit together. I started the car and pulled off onto the road. My phone began ringing and I picked it up seeing that it was another bitch I had been fucking with since Miracle and I had been having our little problems.
“Was sup, ma, it ain’t your day of the week… Remember I told you that your day was Tuesday? What’s today,” I asked her.
“It’s Friday, Turk, I know when my day of the week is, but I’m a little horny now. I was wondering if you could stop by?” She asked trying to be sexy which wasn’t working because I only had Miracle on my mind right now.
I smiled to myself a little bit as I pictured her mouth around my dick, but then I thought about Miracle. Jennifer had some fire head, but that bitch was nowhere near Miracle’s caliber. “Nah, you gon’ have to wait ‘til Tuesday, fam.” I said as I hung up the phone. Once I got off the phone I dialed Miracle’s number again. She immediately sent me to voicemail, and I threw my phone in the other seat. Little shit like that fucked with a nigga’s heart. It showed me that she cared for me and possibly still loved me, even though she ignored me.
To me it was like she was playing hard to get. I decided to call her back so that I could leave a voicemail on her phone. I turned the volume up on my radio so that Stingy by Ginuwine could blast through my speakers. Just as I suspected she sent me to voicemail yet again, I extended my phone so that it was barely touching the speakers. I kept it there until the song was off and then I pressed end. I laughed at myself as I made a sharp turn onto her street.
I placed my phone in my pocket, and drove slowly until I made it to the front of her house. I turned off the car and hopped out of the whip. I began walking to her door in search of the floor mat that complimented her front porch. I smiled when I spotted it and ran up the steps to at a time until I was in front of her door. I bent down and lifted the mat. My faced scrunched up in anger when I realized the key was no longer there.
A nigga was beyond fucking pissed right now. The thought of my plan backfiring on me had me pissed. I decided to just walk into her house, because sometimes she had the door unlocked. Nigga, is you really nervous right now? Turk Smith never gets fucking nervous, fam, I smirked as I turned the knob on the door. My brows furrowed in confusion when I realized it was locked. I felt the only thing I could do right now was either throw rocks at her window or bang on the door, but if I did that I would probably wake Kenneth up. I thought out my options and decided to bang on the door. BANG BANG! BANG! BANG! I pulled out my cellphone and pressed redial. The phone rang a couple of times before she picked up. I saw here look out of the window at me as she held the phone up to her ear.
“Here I come, Turk, damn stop fucking banging on my door before you wake up my son.” was all she said before she hung up in my face. I could hear the locks on the other side of the door shifting and turning before she opened it.
We stood in the doorway staring at one another for what seemed like forever. Either she was glowing or she was just this damn beautiful. She sported a little night gown that fit her petite figure perfectly. Her wh
ite manicured hands and feet looked perfect with her skin tone. Her green eyes glistened so beautifully in the moonlight. Hands down Miracle was bad as fuck, and was killing bitches with just a bare face. Not one ounce of makeup was needed. I wanted to pat myself on the back for finding such a beautiful, intelligent, loyal woman, but then I remembered that I wasn’t doing right by her, so I figured I’d hold off on the back pat for now.
“What the fuck is your problem? I told you not to come over here, then you banging on my damn door when it’s cold as hell,” she whispered through gritted teeth.
“You the one blocking the door way, fam, I’m not leaving until you let me in. I’ll bang on this fucking door and all the windows all night.”
She rolled her eyes and moved aside. Once I was in the apartment, I towered over her and stared her down. The little devil on my left shoulder was telling my ass to take her upstairs so I could fuck her brains out. The angel on my right shoulder was telling me to talk with her and feel her out then go upstairs and fuck her brains out. A nigga was right-handed, so I guess I needed to listen to the right angel.
“Soooooooo,” I said trying to cease the awkward silence.
“Soooo what?”
“So what’s up, how you been. I miss you,” I confessed.
“You wouldn’t have to miss me if you wouldn’t have pulled that stupid shit you pulled. You know for a fact that Keith was about to rape me yet you still broke up with me. I know why though…love…its love, Turk. You’re afraid to fucking love me. Then I let you get close to Kenneth and everything. Not only that, I told you I was hurt, I fucking told you how I had been treated by men in the past, yet you decide to do me dirty for no fucking reason. I know you out here fucking other females, I just know.” Tears began falling down her cheeks. I hated when she cried in front of me, I hated to admit it, but she was right, though.
I treated her like shit because of my fucked up ways. I stood in front of her and looked at her because I honestly didn’t know what to say. Telling her that everything was going to be ok, and we could be together again was just gon’ be another huge lie. I was still dealing with other shit that I didn’t want to drag her through. The best thing to do right now was just wait and be patient for me. If she loved me the way she said she did that’s all she had to do.
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