ADDICTED TO HIM 4

by Linette King

  Fresh tears stung my eyes as a lump formed in the back of my throat. I laid my head on Dave’s chest as I cried loudly. He held me tighter and my body went limp in his arms. He lifted my body and carried me back into my room. He laid me on my bare bed and took my clothes off slowly. That wasn’t something that I wanted him to do. I wanted him to leave and go back home to his wife. I wanted him to go back to Detroit and never come back again. Yes, that’s what I wanted him to do. This is what I needed at this moment. An escape. Even if only just for this moment. I needed to feel loved. I needed to feel wanted. Even if it was all just a game. Even if it was all just a plot to get back between my legs. A ploy to make me his side chick again.

  I looked down and moaned softly as Dave sucked my clit with his finger in my pussy. I circled my hips as I fucked his mouth and finger at the same time. He sucked harder and I continued to grind on his face. I could feel a powerfully orgasm coming so I did not stop moving. I continued to grind until my body began to tremble. Dave gripped me tight as he sucked harder and harder. If I wasn’t mistaken, I’d swear he sucked my soul completely out of my body. My body went limp.

  Dave’s phone started to ring again. This time it was a text message. I glanced at his phone and saw that it was his wife again. He climbed out of bed and read the message. I turned over on my side.

  “Baby.” he called out to me.

  “Just go.” I said. He didn’t put up a fight this time. He just left. This is my life.

  Tamia

  The nerve of that nigga to come in here questioning me. That man was gone all day yesterday and came back smelling like Dove! I don’t even fucking buy Dove for the house so whatever bitch he was with does. I promise one thing; I don’t have time for this bullshit. I was supposed to work today but I know that after I’m done doing what I need to do, I’ll be tired. See I’ve never snapped on Rashard and I’ve honestly been trying not to. I think he’s mistaken my lack of snapping out for something else though. I’m not afraid of losing him because I know what’s for me will always be for me. What I’m not going to do is sit around and wait for someone to decide if they’re for me or not.

  I really couldn’t believe the audacity of him to accuse me of cheating! I literally go to work and come back home. The only time I’m gone and not at either place is when I’m spending the day with Armad. Speaking of him, I need to get him home to his mother but I need to pack me a bag first. I’m going to see if I can stay with Armani until I find a place of my own. One thing Rashard will never do again is threaten to put me out. He’s about to find out what it’s like to live in this big ass empty house alone. Well maybe not, since he’s the one that’s never here.

  I strapped Armad down in his car seat then carried our belongings out to the car. I shook my head as I walked back inside to get Armad. “Bitch ass nigga didn’t even come home last night.” I said out loud to myself.

  Once he was all strapped in the car seat, we headed to Armani’s house. I grabbed Armad and headed to the door. I knocked softly at first but she didn’t come to the door. I knocked a little bit harder and she still didn’t come to the door. I checked the time on my phone and it was almost ten so I knew she should be awake. Her car was in the driveway so I know she’s home. I got worried so I started banging on the door.

  “Hey what’s going on?!” A disgruntled neighbor from down the hall came and asked.

  “Have you seen her leave?” I asked with worry evident in my voice. I could tell from the way his features softened that he knew I was worried.

  He shook his head and approached me. After all the shit I’ve been through and seen, I took a cautious step back. Hell for all I know, he could have killed Armani and was waiting on me to come here for whatever reason, so he could kill me too. I picked the car seat up and took another step away from him. He held his hands up and stopped in his tracks once he realized I was afraid of him.

  “I’m not going to hurt you.” He said then took a step back. He kept his hands in the air. I turned back towards the door and started banging on it again.

  “MANI!!!” I yelled. “Fuck I hope she’s ok.” I thought to myself as I continued to knock on the door.

  When I looked back at the neighbor, he was still standing there like he wanted to see what would happen as well. I continued to bang on the door. This was once my best friend and although I don’t trust her, I don’t want any harm to come to her. I used my phone to call her but she didn’t answer. I turned my back to the door and sighed. I could feel a lump forming in my throat as I sent a silent prayer up. I needed her to be ok. Hell Armad needed her to be ok.

  I leaned against the door just as the tears began to fall. I fell inside of her condo because she opened the door just as I leaned against it.

  “Ouch!” I yelled out as I grimaced in pain. “What the fuck is going on?” Armani asked with an attitude. When I looked back and saw her, I jumped up and gave her a super tight hug.

  “Girl what the hell wrong with you?” She asked as she shoved me off of her lightly.

  I looked at her disheveled appearance and my jaw hit the floor. Her hair was all over her head. The only thing she had on was a sheer robe and it was wide open. She had a deep frown etched on her face with a trail of dried saliva that started at the corner of her mouth and stopped right by her ear.

  “Are you ok?” I asked as I frowned at her. I forgot the neighbor was standing there until Armani’s eyes looked past me. I turned around and looked and noticed he was just standing there staring at her.

  I grabbed Armad’s seat and pushed my way past her into the house. I looked down at him and couldn’t believe he slept through all of that. I walked straight into the living room.

  “Why were you banging on my door like something was wrong with you?!” Armani asked as she placed her hand on her hip. I took notice of the hickey on her neck but I didn’t say a thing. It’s not my place. We aren’t really friends anyway.

  “I thought something was wrong with you.” I said softly.

  I know I miss the friendship we had before I found out about Amere but I don’t know if it’s attainable anymore. I think if we tried, I’d always think in the back of my mind that she wants whoever I’m with.

  “Naw I’m good.” She replied and walked off. I took Armad out of his seat and laid him in his crib. He’s such a good baby. The only time he cries is when he needs his diaper changed or when he’s hungry.

  After I made sure he went back to sleep, I went on a search to find Armani. She was back in her bed. As many times as I’ve been here, her bed is always made so I know something is wrong with her.

  “Get up.” I said as I tapped her foot. She snatched her foot out of my reach. “Get up Mani!” I said with a little more bass in my voice.

  I think it’s about time I get my friend back. I grabbed her ankle with both hands and pulled her to the end of the bed with all of my might. “Get up!” I yelled. She sat up and swung but she missed. I was shocked but this was well overdue.

  I took a step back so she could get up. We both knew what was about to happen. Growing up on the coast, when you had a problem with someone that couldn’t be talked out, you duked it out. These days, people are either scared of getting beat up or just can’t fight so they shoot. If we took to that kind of thinking, one of us would have to die. Especially with all the bullshit that has surrounded us. Hell I don’t even know what her problem ever was with me.

  “What’s your problem?” I asked just as I swung and hit her in the jaw.

  She did a little two step from the impact of my blow but sent two blows to my stomach. I doubled over in pain as I looked up at her.

  “You think you’re better than me.” She said then punched me in my jaw. The blow sent me flying down to my knees in confusion.

  “No Armani.” I paused. “You think I’m better than you!” I snapped then spit blood out of my mouth.

  I stood back up to my feet. I noticed she was taken aback by my words, but they were the truth. I had never said or
done anything to imply that I was better than her. Those were thoughts that she put in her head on her own.

  I rushed her. We both hit the bed and flipped over the other side of it. I punched her three times in the face.

  “Why’d you fuck Amere?” I asked. She used her body to push me off of her and I hit my head on her night stand.

  I felt dazed as I sat next to it. I touched the spot and looked at my fingers. I shook my head because I was bleeding. When I looked at Armani, she looked worried about me. It was probably from the amount of blood that was pouring out my wound. I dove at her and sent more blows to her face and stomach. “Why’d you fuck him?” I asked because I really needed to know. I continued to hit her as tears fell down her cheeks. I continued to swing until I got tired.

  “I’m sorry.” She cried out. Almost instantly, all the built up anger I had inside was gone. This is what I had been waiting on and I had no idea. “I just wanted someone to love me the way he loved you.” She continued.

  I climbed off of her and sat on the floor next to her. She sat up slowly but continued to cry. She had a busted lip and her nose was bleeding.

  “I miss you.” I finally admitted. She cried harder and reached out to hug me.

  Armad started to cry and it snapped us both out of our moment.

  Rashard

  POW! POW! POW! Bullets whizzed by our heads as we all ducked and took cover. I saw the body guard that was helping Meech drop him and jump behind a van. I shook my head as I took a look behind us. The sound of gunfire could still be heard but I didn’t see any shooters. Strangely, I didn’t see the bodyguard with the tail either. I wanted to get my boy out of dodge but I wasn’t about to get shot trying to save his life. Shit he knows that if he’s trying to take shit over, he needs to be on his P’s and Q’s at all times. That way, he will never get caught slipping like this. I turned my attention back to Meech briefly. He was attempting to stand to his feet in the middle of gunfire. I shook my head at his drunken carelessness.

  Then it was like time stood still except for the people involved in the immediate gun battle. I could hear the faint sound of someone screaming in the distance. The other body guard suddenly appeared from the other side of the parking lot. I briefly wondered how he got over there so quickly. I watched as he made his way to Meech who staggered through the parking lot. It was as if Meech was completely unaware of his surroundings. Now I’ve seen niggas drunk but one thing I’ve learned about drunk niggas is they sober up quick when their life's in danger and when the police is near. This man has been drugged. I got up slowly and made my way around the opposite end of the truck that I was crouched down behind. I stayed low so the bodyguard wouldn’t see me. I made eye contact with the other bodyguard just as he took two bullets to his chest. I shook my head as I watched him drop like a sack of hammers.

  The sound of more gunfire caused me to look in the direction of the club. I saw what looked like a pile of bodies in front of the entrance. I shook my head because of the innocent lives lost due to pure fuckery. I continued making my way to Meech as I watched my surroundings. He stumbled into a nearby car.

  “Aye playa where ya car at?” I heard the bodyguard ask. Meech responded inaudibly. The body guard raised his gun to Meech’s head.

  “Say playa.” I called out in a mocking tone.

  The bodyguard turned his head and looked at me. When recognition sunk in, his eyes got as big and as round as saucers. Before he had a chance to turn his gun on me, I sent two bullets to his stomach. He dropped his gun and his hands went immediately to his gunshot wound. More shots rang out. I dove into Meech and we both fell by the car.

  “C’mon man!” I yelled in his face then smacked the shit out of him. He looked at me crazy but hopped up as shots continued to ring out. Whoever was trying to take him out were amateurs. Their bullets weren’t even coming close to us as we ducked in between cars until we made it to my ride.

  I unlocked the door and hopped in, Meech followed suit. I could hear sirens in the distance and I’d never been more happy to know the law was coming than I was at that moment. I backed out of the parking spot that I was in and hauled ass.

  I headed to one of Meech’s trap houses so we could lay low until shit blew over. When we pulled up, I blew the horn until a few of his goons came out of the house.

  “Where the fuck y’all guns at?!” I snapped as I stepped out of the car.

  Everybody looked at each other instead of answering my question.

  “That’s the quickest way to end up dead! If a mufucker in yo territory doing what I just did, you come out with ya guns drawn!” I snapped at them. It felt like I was schooling a bunch of young niggas when I think we’re all the same damn age. “Get Meech out the car.” I said as I walked past them and headed into the house. When I walked in, I couldn’t believe my eyes. They had three bad ass bitches in here snorting powder with the music blasting.

  “What happened to Meech?” One of the guys asked as they helped him inside. I ignored him as I walked up to the radio and turned it off.

  “Heyyy!” One of the girls said in a sing song voice. “Why you turn it offff? That was my jammmm.” She whined.

  I frowned my face up in disgust as I looked at her.

  “Have you paid yet?” I asked as I looked down on her menacingly.

  Her eyes shot over in the direction of the guy that asked me what happened. I knew off top that they had been letting these hoes use the product for free. How can you possibly take over the streets when ya crew giving away product? I walked up to her and started to pat her down. She pushed my arm away and I pulled out the pistol I got from Meech. All three of them started to scream.

  “Shut the fuck up!” I snapped. “Take all the dope and money out ya pockets right now.”

  The girl farthest away from me looked at the girl with the whiny voice.

  “Bitch I knew you would get us caught!” She snapped as she started emptying her pockets.

  “Fuck you Brittany!” The chick with the whiny voice said.

  “No fuck you Tanya!” Brittany fired back. They all stood up and emptied their pockets.

  “You happy?” Tanya asked.

  “Bitch don’t try me.” I stated calmly.

  I pulled her shirt and unsnapped her bra. A knot of money fell on the floor in front of her feet. I shook my head as I nodded towards the other two. They both raised their shirts slowly and unsnapped their bras. Dope hit the floor. I searched everywhere but in their pussy and put all the drugs and money on the table.

  “If I catch y’all here again.” I paused as I looked each one of them in the eye. “I will kill you.” I continued. I stood there and watched them closely as the ran out of the door.

  “Yo you bleeding.” One of the goons said. I looked at him and he was pointing at me. I quickly gave myself a once over and saw the blood dripping on the floor from my pants leg.

  “Ah hell.” I said as I took a seat on the couch. I rolled my pants leg up and sighed with relief. It was only a flesh wound. I got grazed. It was nothing that couldn’t heal on its own. “What’s y’all name? You start.” I said as I pointed at the guy that was standing the closest to me. I figure if I’m going to help Meech bring order to his team, I need to know who they are.

  “Peanut.”

  “Skeme.”

  “Smoke.”

  “Trip.” They all said one at a time.

  I nodded my head as I tried to figure out who was running this particular trap house without asking. I couldn’t tell. Neither of them looked like the boss.

  “Who’s in charge?” I asked and watched as they looked at each other. “Wow.” I said to myself.

  “Aye how you know they were stealing?” Skeme asked with a serious look on his face.

  “If you give a bitch an inch she gone take a mile every time.” I responded.

  Shit I thought everybody knew the basics of this shit. These niggas were just playing around. They were gone fuck around and get killed playing.

  I
gave them a quick run through of what happened. Neither one of them knew who it could have been that was after Meech. That meant I was about to spend all night teaching these niggas what they should and should not be doing. We had to get ready for war.

  Michelle

  My eyes grew big as my body was filled with awe as we pulled up to the biggest estate I had ever been to in my life. We drove through these large, black, steel gates and up a long driveway. The driveway had lights leading all the way up to the door on both sides. I can imagine it would look like a landing strip at night time.

  “What’s your name?” I asked once I realized I hadn’t asked her anything about herself other than the question about her being a police officer.

  “I’m Medusa and that is Silk.” she answered just as the car came to a stop. Silk got out of the car and when I reached for the door handle, Medusa popped my other hand. I snatched it away from her and gave her a weird look. “Silk opens the doors.” She said with a straight face. I nodded my head slowly. Hell if Silk wanted to go around opening everybody’s doors then I guess I wouldn’t be touching any.

  Silk opened her door first, then came back around and opened mines. I walked around, stood behind Medusa and waited for her to lead the way. She kept her feet planted until Silk walked in front of her and lead us to the tallest doors I had ever seen in my life. There were no doorknobs on the doors at all. I frowned slightly until Silk placed both of his hands on the door and they opened. It was by far the weirdest thing I had saw so far. When we walked in, Silk and Medusa both removed their shoes so I followed suit.

  “You may only go where there is black carpet. Anywhere there is white carpet is off limits.” Medusa explained then walked off. “Oh yeah.” She said as she stopped in her tracks. I waited for her to turn around but she never did. “Get cleaned up. Dinner is at 6:30 and your date is at 8pm.” She continued.