by Linette King
I know he doesn’t really act like he gives a fuck about her but I think his ass would be sick if she didn’t come back home to him after this shit. I don’t think he even knows she’s leaving him.
“Who was that?” Armani asked. I tried to ignore the daggers that Tamia kept throwing at me with her eyes but she started sighing heavily.
“Why did you call him?” Tamia asked.
“Ooooh!” Armani said then laughed. “Because he will know what to do so nobody goes to jail!” I snapped because she was being extra fucking petty right now.
“It was self-defense!” Tamia screamed.
“And where do you work Armani? Is this in your name? If so, where are your check stubs? Why was she here? Was her man just here? Are you still sleeping with him?” I fired off question after question.
I could see the anger rising within Armani but I had a point to prove.
“Do you want them asking you all of those questions? I guarantee you the police will find a way to flip it on you. Even if they don’t, they still gone arrest you until they figure it out.” I said then shrugged my shoulders.
I had never seen Armani cry before that very moment but she broke down. Tamia and I looked at each and shrugged our shoulders.
Michelle
“How’d it go?” Medusa asked once I stepped out of the shower in my room. I was completely naked and she didn’t give a fuck. She stood in the bathroom with me like I was fully dressed.
“I won.” I said as I began to dry my body off with the towel.
“I know that much but how do you feel about it?” She asked as she continued to stare at me.
I shifted my body slightly because it felt like she could see inside of my soul. “You need to get the fuck outta there.” I heard Missy say in my head. I didn’t respond because she wasn’t saying shit I wasn’t already thinking.
“It’s not something I want to do again.” I said as I looked away from her.
I probably should have kept my eyes on her and I would have saw her coming before I felt her. My body was lifted in the air and tossed into the mirror. It shattered upon impact but none of the pieces fell.
“You will do as you are told!” Medusa snapped as she looked at me.
“Kill her!” Missy screamed but I shook my head.
“No? You saying no to me?” Medusa asked.
She confused my shake of the head for responding to her and not Missy. I sighed heavily as I looked at Medusa with a horror filled face. I wasn’t the least bit afraid of her but sometimes you have to play the fool long enough to fool the fool. I didn’t mind killing mufuckers until I had a chance to leave. They won’t be able to keep me here long.
“Get dressed you have a date.” Medusa said and I frowned at her in confusion.
“I just had a date.” I said to her. She turned around so fast that one of her dreads slapped me in the mouth.
“And?” She asked. I just shook my head.
“You should kill her!” Missy said.
I knew if all else failed that Missy would get us out of here. They have no idea who they’re dealing with.
I climbed off the sink slowly and grabbed another outfit out of the closet. I got dressed and made my way to the front of the house. Trina, Stephanie and Megan were all sitting in the living room watching TV as quiet as church mice.
“Where’s Ashley?” I thought to myself.
“This way.” Silk said as he opened the front door for me.
I stole one last glance into the living room. Ashley was looking at me with a sad expression on her face. I felt Silk tug at my arm to get me to keep it moving. I followed him outside to one of those long Lincoln Town cars. Silk opened the door for me and I slid in the back seat.
“You have two hours.” Silk said then closed the door.
“How are you?” The guy in the back seat asked.
When I glanced over at him I had to do a double take. First of all, he smelled good as fuck! Second of all, he looked good as fuck! I know I said I wouldn’t sell no pussy for them but shit! I might have to take that back.
“I’m sore. How are you?” I asked and his smile went away.
“Don’t ask me questions.” He said with a straight face.
“Oh… Kay.” I said as I faced the front of the car. I kept my hands intertwined between my legs until we pulled up at the Ritz Carlton.
“Are you hungry my love?” He asked with a smile that showcased the most beautiful teeth I’d ever seen. I couldn’t help but smile back although I thought he was crazier than I am.
“A little.” I replied hesitantly. I didn’t really know what to say because I didn’t know what would set him off. The driver got out and opened his door for him. I waited patiently, as still as possible because I was told not to touch a door.
I was slick scared that had I reached to open the door he would go crazy. The driver came around on my side and opened my door so I stepped out. My date extended his hand out for mine so I gave it to him. We walked hand in hand to the restaurant that I found out they had just opened inside of the hotel. Apparently, it was something new they were trying out.
I’m going to call my date Buddy since I don’t know his name and I’m scared to ask him anything about himself. So, Buddy ordered our food then lead me to the room I think we will be staying in tonight.
When I opened my plate, he had ordered me shrimp and lobster. I waited for him to give me the ok that I could eat the food without him flipping out on me. After I was done eating, I sat still so I could figure out what we were going to do.
“Let’s play a game!” He said and I could tell he was excited. My first thoughts went to the game I played where I could feel everything that was happening.
“As long as it doesn’t hurt.” Is what I wanted to say. “Sure.” is what rolled off my tongue effortlessly.
“Ok, so I have these cards that will tell us what to do to the other one. We have to play naked though.” He explained.
I was a bit skeptical but I stood up and undressed anyway. He crawled on the bed then helped me on the bed. He laid the cards on the bed face down so we couldn’t see what they said. He grabbed some dice off the table and handed them to me. I took a deep breath and rolled the die. “7.” Then he rolled. “9.” “Ah fuck I lost.” I thought to myself as he smiled mischievously. He grabbed a card, read it then sat it on the night stand. He got on his knees and I couldn’t help but admire his toned, muscular frame. He pushed me over gently, so I laid all the way back. He grabbed my titty and sucked my nipple into his mouth. He twirled his tongue around it then sucked it back in. I tried to fight the urge to moan but I lost. I could feel my pussy getting wet, then he stopped.
I sighed heavily as I sat back up. I stared at him as he sat back down and waited on me to pull a card.
“Nibble on their ear for fifteen seconds.” Is what the card said.
I got up on my knees and reached over to him. I pushed him over and took his soft dick in my mouth. I sucked it until it got hard again. I continued to suck and slobber all over it. I stroked the shaft as I sucked. Buddy moaned out.
“Ouch!” I said as my body flew off the bed. When I looked up at him, I was slightly dizzy. He had punched me in the side of the head. I sat on the floor and rubbed my face as I cried.
“Get dressed!” He snapped. “I guess I wasn’t moving fast enough because he jumped off the bed and snatched me to my feet. “That card didn’t say that!” He snapped as he pushed me roughly towards the table.
I got dressed and he lead me back to the car. When we pulled back up to the house I didn’t know what to do. Silk opened the door and helped me out.
“Why are you back so soon?’ Silk asked Buddy.
“She didn’t follow directions.” I heard Buddy say then the car pulled off. I was so scared that I didn’t even look at Silk.
“I thought you would do well.” Silk said with a voice filled with disappointment. “Go to your room.” He demanded as he pulled Medusa to the side. I felt like a k
id about to get a whooping as I waited for my punishment.
“This can’t be life.” I said as I sat down on the bed.
Rashard
I was a bit tied up with trying to get these niggas ready for war when Candy called but she all but sent me a distress signal. There was no way I was going to leave her hanging. Especially not when she was sounding the way she was sounding.
“Aye I’mma get up with you niggas in a hot second.” I said as I dapped them up. I left Meech’s gun on the table in case some shit popped off. I hope like hell he knows how to aim and squeeze. Well shit I hope he remembers how. I don’t understand how we were on the block together and now this nigga in the A acting like he’s brand new. He’s going to fuck around and get himself and his team killed on the dumb shit.
I left out of the house, hopped in my car and drove to Armani’s crib. I have no idea why she’s there any fucking way. She probably rode with Tamia over there or something. Just as I was pulling off the street, my phone started to ring.
“Yeah?” I answered without looking at the screen. “I’ve been texting you.” She whined in my ear. I sighed heavily as I waited for my turn to pull off into traffic.
“What’s up Natasia?” I asked.
“I cooked for you last night and you didn’t come back. I even cooked for you this morning.” She said and I frowned my face up. The way I left, she should have known I wasn’t coming back then.
“I’m grinding. It’s gone be a minute.” I said to her. Natasia was always cooking for a nigga but I’ve never had any of her food. Either I’m not hungry or just don’t come back but she still cooks for me.
Now there was this one time that I was about to eat but my mom called me and I got distracted talking to her and my nieces and nephew. I missed them so much and after all of this was over, I was going to fly them out for a few days.
“Well I’m waiting. I love you.” She said and I hung the phone up.
That’s another thing, she says she loves me a lot. Then there’s Tamia, the one I actually love and her ass never says it to me. I know our shit been rocky since the beginning but damn, niggas want to know how you feel too.
I turned the radio up as I cruised to Armani’s house. I needed to hurry up and handle this shit with Candy so I could get back to what I was doing. I hadn’t decided yet if Natasia needed us to have another talk or not but if she did, it would have to wait.
I pulled up to Armani’s place, grabbed my pistol and stuck it down in my waistband. I rode the elevator up and knocked on the door. Candy opened the door which was weird to me, because this is Armani’s crib and she and Armani aren’t even like that for her to be answering her door and shit. I shrugged it off and walked inside of the condo. The first person I noticed was Tamia. She was sitting on a barstool with a knot on her head and a mean mug on her face. I knew she was mad at me but I didn’t know how she got hurt. I walked straight up to her and stood between her legs. She refused to look at me.
“Baby what happened to you?” I asked with concern evident in my voice. I reached out to caress her face but she slapped my hand away. “I’m sorry baby. I shouldn’t have said those things to you.”
I apologized because I already knew what her problem was. I should have apologized last night but I didn’t think she cared. I stared at her and waited for her to respond but she didn’t.
“There’s more pressing issues at this moment.” Candy said.
I looked over at her and she pointed into the living room. When I turned around, there was some bitch dead on the floor by the couch.
“She did that to you?” I turned around and asked Tamia but she didn’t respond. I just wanted her to say something to me but she wouldn’t. My words shouldn’t have been enough for her to act like this.
“We need you to get rid of her.” Candy said. I sighed and turned back around. I shook my head.
“Who is she?” I asked Candy and she shrugged her shoulders.
“Dave’s wife. She came here looking for him and attacked me. I kicked her, she died.” Armani said as she came down the hall holding Armad.
I nodded my head and took him from her arms. He smiled up at me as I made faces at him. I walked up to Tamia with him.
“You ready for this?” I asked her with a smile on my face. I only grabbed him because I know he’s a soft spot for Tamia but she didn’t say anything.
“I should have knocked her ass up.” I thought to myself. If I get her pregnant she will be stuck with me forever. I know that’s a fucked up way to think but shit, she will have to talk to me rather she wants to or not for the sake of the kid. I smiled at the thought and sat Armad in her lap. She cradled him in her arms for a few seconds then climbed off the barstool and left. I shook my head because that girl is too damn stubborn.
“Ok where she from? How she get here?” I turned around and asked. Candy shrugged her shoulders so I looked towards Armani to answer.
“She lives in Detroit. She drove here because her husband was just here.” Armani said like it was nothing.
I shook my head because I don’t understand how females like that think.
“Why?” I asked because I’m curious as to why he was here. Don’t get it twisted, I don’t want her little slut bucket ass. I just want to know her thought process.
“Why what?” She asked as she stood to her feet with an attitude.
“Why was he here?” I asked with a straight face.
“Ok now is not the time. Can we get her out of here then worry about it?” Candy asked.
I could tell it was a touchy topic for her given her situation, but it isn’t the same. Candy wasn’t in the wrong and she left him when she found out. His married ass just ended up following her here though. I shook my head at the thought.
“How about we get her out of here then don’t worry about Armani’s pussy?” Armani snapped with a roll of her neck.
“Right especially since Armani doesn’t even worry about her pussy.” I said sarcastically.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” She yelled. Before I could respond, there was a knock at the door. I looked at them in case they knew of someone else who was supposed to be coming.
“Get da door!” I snapped at Armani. The bitch was standing there looking stupid like this ain’t her house.
I looked towards the back of the house and Tamia still hadn’t resurfaced. Her little ass must be real pissed off because I didn’t come home.
Armani
I’m so tired of mufuckers judging me. Nobody gave me any credit when I was changing but the first mistake I make; they want to call me out on it. Who the fuck is Rashard to come in here asking questions anyway? I shook my head as I made my way to the door. I made another mistake and that was opening the door without looking out the peephole.
“What are you doing here?” I asked with panic evident in my voice. I blocked his path from entering and he gave me a suspicious look. “We need to talk.” He said.
I rolled my eyes and sighed dramatically.
“We talked enough! Go home and talk to your wife!” I snapped then tried to close the door. He blocked it by putting his foot in the way.
“Mani baby I’m sorry about that but listen. I came to warn you. She’s on her way here.” He rushed out with an apologetic expression on his face.
“Well thanks for the heads up Daddy. If she come here I’m not going to open the door. Now you should leave before she catches you here.” I said to him. When what I said registered, he nodded his head and walked away.
I closed the door and locked it. “This can’t be life!” I thought to myself as I walked back into the living room.
Her body wasn’t there anymore and there was blood on my carpet. “Bitch fucked my damn carpet up!” I said out loud to myself. Candy gasped and when I looked at her, she actually looked shocked by what I had said.
“Where he take her?” I asked Candy. She shook her head and pointed towards the back of the house. I sighed dramatically and headed to the only place
I knew he would have taken her.
“Who was at the door?” He asked without turning around. For a brief second, I wondered how he knew I was there. That thought faded away as I wondered why it matters to him who was at my damn door any fucking way.
“Don’t worry about it. They’re gone.” I answered as I watched him cut at her fingertips. “What are you doing?” I asked out of curiosity. I knew Rashard didn’t like me and trust me, after getting to know him this past year, the feeling is mutual.
He ignored me as he continued to cut away at her skin. It seems like it would be easier to just cut her whole finger off. I didn’t say anything though because they say he knows more than me. So if he wants to keep wasting time scraping skin off then that’s on him.
I walked to my room to check on Tamia. Since Rashard got here, she’s been hiding out with Armad. When I walked in my room, she was texting on her phone. Considering her man is here along with both of her only friends, I began to wonder who she was talking to.
“Are you ok?” I asked as I walked all the way in and flopped down on the bed.
“You’re the one that just killed a lady.” She responded snidely.
I rolled my eyes but didn’t respond. I knew she was just aggravated with Rashard and was taking it out on me. I guess I should have just stayed up front with Candy.
“You know if you need to talk I’m here right?” I asked just as her phone chimed again.
She ignored what I said as she checked her message. I glanced over and couldn't believe my eyes. How can she easily get a man to fall on bended knee for her? What the hell is she doing that I’m not? Lose one man and snag up your old one like it ain’t nothing. I stood up and snatched Armad out of her hands.
“The fuck you doing?” She asked as she dropped her phone in an attempt to keep from dropping Armad. I had a firm grasp on my child. I was not about to let him fall.