by Linette King
“Who?” He asked as he stood up.
He staggered slightly and I knew he had past his drinking limit twice. They were about to catch my boy slipping and it was nothing I could do about it. I shook my head as I continued to scan the crowd. One of them was by the front door, two were by the bathroom door and the other sat off to side. He was staring unwaveringly at the VIP section. I refused to look directly at him because I didn’t want them to know that I was on to them.
“You packing?” I asked Meech as he sat down.
He nodded his head. I held my hand out and the nigga gave it to me with no questions asked. I shook my head as I concealed the weapon.
“Aye, let’s get outta here fam.” I said as I stood to my feet.
Meech staggered slightly as he stood to his feet. I walked ahead of him and told the security guards to escort him to his ride.
I caught a bad vibe from them but I know how hard it is for me to trust a mufucker. In this case, in this moment, at this time, I didn’t trust a soul in my presence. All I know is, I need to get my boy the fuck out of dodge before shit pops off. One of the guards nodded his head and helped Meech down the stairs. I allowed my eyes to roam the crowd and noticed they were all watching us. I kept walking behind the guard that was helping Meech until I felt a presence behind me. I glanced back and the guard with the tail was following closely behind us.
We made it out of the door just as gunfire rang out.
Michelle
The bus ride from Alabama to Atlanta was the longest, most uncomfortable ride of my life! I lost count of how many times we got off and got back on. Ain’t nobody got time for that shit! There was this one lady that kept looking at me but I hadn’t had a chance to get near her. I wasn’t going to kill her, I just wanted to ask her if she knew me from somewhere or if I had done something to her. We had one more stop to make and I was just going to follow her to where ever she was going so we could talk in private.
Rashard walked through doors and I couldn’t explain the feeling I got every time I saw him. My heart filled with love and my panties filled with juices. It was always like that when I saw him because we belong together. All of that faded away when Tamia emerged from the crowd. We were at Deuce's birthday party at Carte Blanche and Tamia was hosting it. Normally Candy was the only person Raph allowed to host, so I don’t know why they chose Tamia.
I walked right up to Rashard and didn’t think he and Tamia had anything going on until I reached him.
“I got a girl now. The host. Respect her and get the fuck outta my face.” Rashard leaned over and whispered in my ear.
When I looked up into his eyes, they were black. I didn’t understand. We were just together Saturday when I twisted his dreads. I turned around and stormed away.
“Sweetie we’re here.” A female voice said as my body shook.
When I opened my eyes, I realized I had fallen asleep. Anger swept through my body as I thought about the dream I had. I hadn’t dreamed of that night since I left Detroit so why now?
“Thank you.” I said to the lady as I stood to my feet. I scanned the seats and shook my head. The lady was gone. “I hope she didn’t recognize you!” Missy said with an attitude. I shook my head again and made my way off the bus.
I walked around the bus station and still couldn’t find the lady. I gave up and just started walking. I didn’t know where I was going but I was going to get there. I watched the people around me as I walked through the dangerous streets of Atlanta. I made sure I was able to see their faces without showing them my face. I know that if I hadn’t left Detroit, I could have faced those charges and won but I would have to sit in jail until then.
“Hey do you need a ride?” I heard someone ask.
When I looked towards the voice, a slow smile began to spread across my face. It was the lady that had been watching me on the bus. I looked around cautiously to make sure nobody saw us talking. I approached the car slowly and glanced inside. There was a man driving and she was in the back seat. “Oh she must be hot stuff!” I thought to myself.
“Don’t worry he won’t bite.” She said with a smile after she noticed me look at him. I for damn sure didn’t mind that sexy beast of a man biting me at all! I will most definitely turn around and give him something to bite!
“I um, I don’t have a destination.” I said upfront.
If I hopped in knowing good and well that I didn’t have anywhere to go, I would no doubt have to kill her and the guy. I’m not even experienced in killing yet. I mean I have a few nice kills on my resume but shit, it would take a lot to kill his big ass.
“How about you come to my place?” She asked and shocked the fuck out of me. I was beyond confused because she doesn’t know me. She was watching me on the bus now she wants to take me home like I’m a puppy or something.
“Are you the police? If you are, you have to tell me.” I said because I needed to run if she was. Ain’t nobody have time to be killing cops and shit, but I will if I have to. She chuckled lightly.
“Sweetie you know that’s not true don’t you?” She asked. I gave her a shoulder shrug. I know I heard that shit before but oh well. “If you have done something that will make the police come after you and if I was the police, you would have been arrested after you stepped off of the bus sweetheart.” She said as she looked directly at me. It made total sense.
I released a breath I didn’t know I was holding. I nodded my head and walked around to the other side of the car and hopped in.
“What’s your name?” She asked. I stared ahead without responding to her question. I looked out the window then back at her. “If you don’t want to tell me your real name, make one up. Make it good because you won’t be able to change it.” She said to me.
I could feel her eyes burning a hole in the side of my head.
“Missy.” I answered.
When I heard a chuckle, I looked at the lady then the guy but they both had serious expressions on their faces. I knew the only other person it could have come from was Missy.
“Shit is about to get real.” I thought to myself as I closed my eyes.
Amere
When I made it to Atlanta, I gave Meech a call but he didn’t answer his phone. I shook my head and looked for the address he gave me. Once I found it, I entered it into my navigation app on my phone.
It took about 20 minutes for me to pull up to the address. It was a nice size navy blue brick house. I cut the car off and made my way up to the door. I knocked and waited for someone to answer. I turned around so I could scope the neighborhood out. It seemed like a nice quiet neighborhood but being raised where I was raised, I know looks can be deceiving.
“Who is it?” I heard a female voice ask. “Amere.” I answered as I turned sideways. I wanted to be able to see who answered the door as well as make sure nobody was going to sneak up on me.
The door swung open and this beautiful chick stood before me with a frown on her face. She had shoulder length jet black hair with a mole underneath her right eye. I allowed my eyes to scan the rest of her toned body. She was wearing a sports bra and tights with the running shoes to match. If I had to guess, I had interrupted her workout. I noticed there was a small amount of sweat on her stomach when my eyes landed on the sexiest belly button ring I had ever seen in my life. The belly button ring had a studded diamond at the top but a naked woman dangled under it. I licked my lips and continued to allow my eyes to roam the rest of her body. That camel toe was nothing to play with! I wanted to get down and nibble on it through her tights.
She cleared her throat and I looked back up at her apologetically. I was simply admiring a beautiful woman.
“You gone come in or just stare at me all damn day? I was busy.” She said then walked away from the door.
I looked behind me because this has got to be some type of trick. Maybe even a set up. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and called Meech back but he didn’t answer. I threw all caution to the side and walked inside of the house.
“I’ll show you around after I finish. I have six minutes left.” She said then turned around without giving me a chance to respond.
My eyes scanned the living room until they landed on the DVD case of the workout video she was doing, Insanity. “That’s exactly what it is.” I thought to myself as I watched her do her thing for next six minutes.
When she was done, she stretched then turned the TV completely off. She took another swig of water then turned to face me.
“Sorry about that. I really just don’t like getting interrupted. It’s too hard to jump back in the swing of things that way.” She explained.
I nodded my head because I guess I can understand that. Not to mention, if I’m going to be staying here, I don’t want to get off on the wrong foot.
“Ok c’mon.” she said as she threw her towel over her shoulder.
I followed her a short distance and she showed me the kitchen. She walked off and pointed at two guest rooms and the hall bathroom. When we got to the back of the house, she showed me my room and told me her room was the last door around the corner. I nodded my head and turned to go in my room. The room was a nice sized room. Well shit, it was a nice sized house. I opened the drawer and placed my few belongings in them and walked in the bathroom to take a shower.
After my shower, I walked in the living room but she wasn’t there. I wanted to call out to her but I realized I didn’t know what the fuck her name was. I shook my head and made my way back inside my room. I was beyond tired after that ride plus I knew that shower and this bed was exactly what I needed.
Armani
Dave made my body feel so good last night that I got up and cooked the nigga breakfast. Ok I’m lying, but I wanted to. Shit you know I can’t cook. I probably could if I actually tried but I’ve never had to. Growing up without food I was always hungry, so I would sneak to Tamia’s house and eat or just eat at school. Then we moved to Detroit together and she always cooked, so I never had to learn. Even now, she will cook and ask me if I want some and bring me a plate. Whenever she doesn’t ask, I just go get something to eat.
I actually got up to start breakfast but I got aggravated because I kept burning the bacon. I cooked the eggs first without thinking they would get cold before the bacon was ready. Shit, I had to throw it all in the trash. I washed the dishes and put them up like I had never been in the kitchen at all. I didn’t know how long Dave would be here, but he was going to treat me to breakfast and probably some dick before he left.
When I opened my room door, Dave was sound asleep. I crawled underneath the covers from the foot of the bed and made my way to his hard dick. I smiled to myself because I knew he would be rock hard because they all are in the mornings. I sucked the tip of it into my mouth without using my hands as I sucked aggressively at his head. I continued to tease him until I felt him thrust his hips forward slightly. That let me know that he was awake and ready for me.
I pulled his long dick out of my mouth and spit on it to make it nice and wet. Dave loves sloppy head. If you ever want to make his ass squeal like a pig and run from you, make it sloppy. The sloppier the better. I used both hands to jerk him off as I placed the tip back in my mouth. I bobbed my head on the tip until I got in a good rhythm. I removed one hand so I could allow him to go deeper into my warm mouth. I began to hum the tune of Ms. Mary Mack as I continued to bob up and down on his dick. He moaned and met my head movements with his hips. That let me know I wasn’t in control. I didn’t like that shit at all! I sucked harder as I stroked him with one hand. He moaned out and thrust into my mouth again. I heard his toes pop and that meant he was curling them. “This is my chance.” I thought to myself.
I cuffed his balls in one hand and applied just a little bit of pressure to them. I sucked up and down his shaft slowly. Each time, I took him further down my throat.
“Shit.” he moaned out as he placed his hand on my head. He tried to push my face away so I sucked harder. “Shit! Baby hold on.” He moaned out in a raspy voice. I sucked harder and relaxed my throat muscles so I could take him deeper. “Ah fuck!” He screamed out as his legs tensed up then went weak like noodles. I smiled on the inside as I continued to drain him of his seeds. I swallowed and headed straight to the bathroom.
I brushed my teeth and tongue then gargled with mouthwash before I felt clean again. I have no idea why I always swallow when I hate how it feels going down. I bet I have a stomach filled with cum after last night’s head session.
When I made my way back in the room, this nigga was still laying down. Shit, this nigga looked even more comfortable than he did before I gave him some morning head. I shook my head and made my way to the side of the bed.
“Get up Daddy!” I said as I snatched the cover completely off the bed. I smiled at the face he made as he balled his body up.
“Why baby? Just let me sleep a little longer.” He said with his eyes still closed.
“No I’m hungry. Get up and get dressed.” I replied calmly.
He sat up slowly and grabbed his pants off the floor. I watched him cautiously as he dug his hand deep in his pocket and pulled out a wad of cash. I hadn’t gotten paid for my services in so long that I didn’t know how to react to all of this money. I didn’t sleep with him for something in return this time but I wasn’t about to turn down no money either. I walked away and placed the wad of money in a shoebox inside of my closet. It’s time to get my sponsors back up so I won’t need Tamia and Rashard anymore. I’ll be able to move about how I want. Hell if I need to, I can get Tamia to watch Armad while I go out and scope my next victim.
When I returned back to the bed, Dave was attempting to lay back down.
“I think you misunderstood what was about to happen.” I said as I pulled the covers off of him again. He let out a frustrated groan as he turned around to look at me. His phone started to ring on the nightstand. We both looked at it at the same time.
“Wifey. Hmm.” I said then sucked my teeth. I rolled my eyes, folded my arms across my chest and waited for Dave to explain. “Why the fuck are you here?” I asked calmly.
This was like the calm before the storm because I done let this nigga back in. He got me open and ready to hop back on my hoe stroll because that’s all I know how to do.
“I came for you.” He said as his phone finally stopped ringing.
“For me?” I asked with a confused look on my face. I couldn’t for the life of me, understand why this man has been blowing me up since I left when he’s still married.
“Yes baby. We’re getting a divorce.” He said as he looked directly in my face.
I walked up close to him with a smile on my face. There is no way he would be able to make direct eye contact and lie through his teeth. Right? Wrong! Whap! I hit Dave so hard across his face that his body twisted and almost fell off the bed.
“I deserved that.” He said just as his phone started to ring again.
“Just get out.” I said as I shook my head. All I wanted was some dick and breakfast and he just fucked that up for me.
“Baby.” he called out as he stood to his feet. He tried to grab me but I stepped out of his reach and snatched the sheets off the bed. I needed to wash all of this shit to get his scent out of here. I was going to do shit different this time around. Nobody would know where my son and I lay our heads. I know how unsafe that shit is now. I know how easy it is to make these memories in your home. Now I know how hard it is to get rid of them.
I stuffed the linen into my washing machine aggressively. I couldn’t tell if I was more mad at him or myself. I was doing so fucking good alone. I wasn’t messing around w
ith anyone and I didn’t feel any type of way. In the blink of an eye, he walked in and destroyed my peace. I was focused. Now I’m, man I don’t even fucking know what to call it right now.
“It’s not what you think.” I heard Dave say.
I looked towards the sound of his voice and couldn’t believe he was standing in the doorway fully dressed.
“Oh yea?” I asked then chuckled lightly to myself. I don’t really know how I should feel right now. All I do know is, I wish I never answered for him last night.
“We are getting a divorce.” He said again as he stared at me. “I want to be with you.” He continued. I could hear the plea in his voice and it almost softened my heart.
When I looked at him again I saw red. I attacked him and landed blows wherever he wasn’t blocking them.
“Chill out!” He screamed in my face but that didn’t stop me. He slammed into the wall and that made me fight harder.
He wrapped his arms around me and squeezed until I wasn’t swinging anymore. I tried to break free but I couldn’t. I was trapped. I will forever be this person that everyone hates because I cannot break free. I stood there in Dave’s arms wondering why I couldn’t change.
I wondered how I ever got to this point. How did I ever allow myself to turn on the one person that would have had my back forever? I didn’t know what to do anymore. It was so easy just being me, but it wasn’t easy hurting Tamia. I began to realize that I was just jealous of her life. It wasn’t even that her life was better than mines, because she had it rough too. I was jealous because she made it out with her brains and I merely rode her coattail because I could. I was jealous because she has been through a lot yet you can’t tell by looking at her or her actions. She moves like a bitch that was born with a silver spoon in her mouth.