Life After A Balla

by Jackie D.

  As soon as Divine excused himself to go handle something, Asia knew it was time to slip out and go check on the baby. She put her glass down on the table and walked to the elevator and out the door. After quickly running back across the street, Asia looked down at her watch when she reached her hotel door. She’d been gone exactly one hour. When she put her key card in the door, Asia quietly eased it open and tip toed inside. He was still sound asleep in the same spot.

  “That’s a good boy,” she said after making her way back to the door and closing it.

  As soon as she walked back onto the rooftop a few minutes later, Divine instantly came over and handed her another glass of champagne.

  “Where you been? I thought I’d lost you.” When the DJ played another one of Divine’s songs, he started doing a little two step. “Come on, let’s dance,” he said, pulling her to the dance floor.

  Asia was finally having some fun as she and Divine danced three songs in a row. It had been so long since she’d danced, every move felt good. She held her glass up as Divine poured her more champagne. While Divine sat in one of the plush chairs with Asia in his lap, two of Divine’s friends came over and pulled him away from her. Immediately getting upset, Asia had no idea what was going on or what that was all about until she watched as several ugly strippers pranced into the party. From their cheap looking dresses, clear sky high heels and oiled bodies, it didn’t take much to know that’s exactly what the women did for a living. As soon as the DJ played one of Uncle Luke’s fast paced songs, the women immediately started taking off their clothes, which sent the guys into an immediate uproar. They all began pulling out wads of money, and soon started making it rain with nothing lower than a twenty.

  Throwing back two more glasses of champagne, Asia watched in amazement until she couldn’t take anymore.

  “Fuck this. I look ten times better than those hood rat bitches. I refuse to let them get all the money while I just sit around broke,” she said, reaching inside her dress and popping the snaps on her girdle.

  She then stepped out of her dress and exposed a sexy black bra and thong before starting to do a little sexy dance. By the time she moved her hips in a circular motion and removed her thong, all the men went crazy. The faster they threw her money, the faster she scooped it up. The ugly strippers were pissed that Asia was stealing the show, but they kept dancing. Asia was so drunk and into her dance moves she didn’t even care that her stomach was hanging out. She also didn’t care that her breasts had started to leak. Realizing that her bra was soaking wet, Asia kept going. She dropped down to the floor and did a split and pulled her left leg behind her head like a true professional.

  “Oh shit! Shake that ass, Asia baby!” Divine shouted.

  Asia kept up her striptease act until the song was over. And even though every guy in the room kept chanting the word, more, she decided to call it a night. After grabbing all her money scattered on the floor, Asia quickly put her thongs and dress back on, then blew the men an air kiss goodbye. She could care less how many of them booed her, Asia knew she had to get back across the street to check on her son.

  When she staggered towards the elevator Divine ran after her. He was so turned on by her performance, he immediately gave her a long passionate kiss filled with lots of tongue as soon as she turned around.

  “Asia, please stay wit’ me tonight. I want some of that good pussy,” he whispered.

  Asia wanted him bad, but knew she couldn’t stay. She pulled back and declined his offer, then made up a lie about her having an early morning appointment.

  I don’t really need him right now anyway since I made enough money to hold me over for a few days, she thought.

  “Can I have a rain check?” she asked.

  “You gone leave a nigga wit’ a hard dick after the way you was movin’ dem hips? Don’t do me like this.”

  “I’ll make it up to you Divine, but I have to go baby.”

  After exchanging numbers, Asia gave him one last deep kiss before heading off the elevator and outside. Intoxicated from all the drinks, she stopped and pulled off her heels before continuing across the street. When she finally staggered off the elevator and onto the floor her room was on, Asia could hear the baby crying to the top of his lungs.

  “Alright…alright, I’m coming lil’ boy,” she said, searching her purse for the hotel key.

  However, before she could open the door, an older lady from the room next door, poked her head out.

  “Is everything alright, that baby has been screaming for the past twenty minutes.”

  Asia looked at her and said, “Mind your business, bitch!”

  CHAPTER 11

  Asia sat on the edge of the bed counting the money she’d made from stripping at Divine’s party.

  Damn, this is almost a thousand dollars. At least I got enough to pay for this room a little longer until I can get some real money. I wanted to ask Divine for some cash, but I didn’t want him to think I was only after his money, which I am, she thought. I need to play that situation smart.

  When she heard the baby make a noise Asia looked over at him praying he wouldn’t wake up. She breathed a sigh of relief after realizing he was still asleep.

  “Thank God he stopped all that screaming after I fed him,” she said out loud. “His ass blew my damn buzz after hearing all that mess. I don’t know how much longer I can do this shit without a nanny.”

  After taking off her dress, Asia slid the baby over a few inches and got into bed with just her underwear on. Looking for a pair of pajamas wasn’t at the top of her to do list, but flicking through channels trying to find something good on T.V. was. When she turned to VH1 and saw a rerun of her favorite reality show Basketball Wives L.A., Asia put the remote down. She loved to see what insane things Jackie Christie was gonna be involved in.

  “That bitch is crazy. Somebody needs to beat her ass for starting all that shit between the girls,” Asia said, shaking her head.

  She was just about to make another comment, when suddenly a loud knock at the door startled her. Instantly, she jumped up and wondered who it could’ve been since no one knew where she was staying. After tiptoeing over to the door and looking out the peep hole, to her surprise, the tall brown skin cutie driving the Maybach was standing on the other side. Glasses and all.

  How the hell did he know how to find me, she wondered.

  He knocked once again.

  “I just heard you talking, beautiful. I wanted to come meet you without all the interruptions. Are you gonna open the door or leave me standing out here all night?” he asked.

  There was silence on both sides until Asia finally yelled out, “Hold on for a second, I need to get decent.”

  “Get decent? Girl, I just saw you shaking your ass for cash an hour ago,” he joked.

  Looking over at her son asleep on the bed, Asia had to think fast. She didn’t want him to see the baby. She’d learned the hard way in Chicago that having extra baggage was a turn off for most men. Coming up with a quick plan, Asia decided to wrap him up in the dingy hotel blanket, then walked inside the bathroom, placed him in the bathtub and closed the door. She then grabbed her money that was spread out across the table and put it away before walking back over to the door.

  I’ll just make it quick, get his number and holla at him later after I find someone to watch SJ, she thought.

  Asia grabbed her robe off the chair before messing up her hair to look like she’d been asleep. She then opened the door with half her body in the hallway and the other half still inside the room. She looked him up and down.

  “So, are you gonna let me in, beautiful? I can only stay for a minute. I got people waiting on me.”

  “Sure, come in,” she said in a sexy voice.

  Asia looked both ways down the corridor as he walked past her making sure his crazy wife wasn’t lurking around before closing the door. He walked in taking inventory of the room, then shook his head at the cheap looking pullout couch and table.

  �
�Why is a pretty lady like yourself staying in a dump like this,” he asked, looking at all her clothes thrown around the room.

  “It’s just a temporary thing until my place comes available,” she lied. Scared that the baby might wake up, Asia had to make this visit short and sweet. “I’m really glad you took the initiative to find me, but I’m afraid this isn’t a good time. I’m exhausted and have to get up early for an appointment in the morning.”

  When she yawned, he smirked.

  “You didn’t act like you had somewhere to be earlier the way you were drinking and performing at Divine’s party.”

  Asia covered her face trying to look bashful. “Yeah, I know. I had way too many drinks. It’s been awhile since I’ve drank so I guess it brought out my alter ego, who happens to be a stripper,” she said as they both laughed.

  “Well, I like both of you, the good and the bad side,” he replied with a sexy grin.

  An instant smile appeared on her face as well. Asia was mesmerized by the strong, rich man standing in front of her with his sparkling, platinum jewelry.

  “I know you’re wondering how I found you?”

  “Yes, actually I am. Were you stalking me?” Asia joked.

  “You could say that. I had one of my boys follow you when you left the party. I just had to come over and meet you. Oh, and get your number. I’ll be back in town the end of the month and I would love to take you out,” he said, moving closer and tugging at her silk bath robe.

  “But how did your boy find out my room number?” Asia couldn’t wait to curse the crackhead-looking, white man out who normally worked third shift at the front desk.

  “Let’s just say I have connections,” the guy responded. “I know how to make shit happen.”

  Asia liked the sound of that. There was nothing sexier than a man with power. At that moment, she grabbed his phone out of his hand, typed in her number, then passed it back to him trying to make the meeting quick and productive.

  “Just make sure your crazy ass wife don’t get a hold of my shit,” Asia said.

  “Oh, don’t worry about that,” he replied. So, what’s your name?”

  “Asia, what’s yours?”

  He stared at her for several seconds without saying a word then he rubbed his hands over his goatee.

  “You don’t remember me, do you?”

  Asia looked at him strangely. “No…should I?”

  His nose flared as he walked up so close she could smell the Ciroc on his breath.

  “Let me refresh your memory.” At that moment, he finally took off his glasses. “Eight years ago, the Ritz-Carlton Hotel in Houston. You stole a lot of money that didn’t belong to you.”

  As Asia looked at him again, her heart rate quickly sped up and her eyes bulged. It was Zoe. A big time drug dealer she’d taken over ten gee’s from and left town. She couldn’t believe that she hadn’t recognized him before. He was no longer the overweight man she once knew. He’d lost at least a hundred pounds and now rocked a bald head.

  At that moment, Zoe walked over and grabbed Asia by the throat.

  “I knew I would see your ass again one day. When I saw you outside the hotel I almost lost it. I still wasn’t sure it was you. I see you had some plastic surgery. New breasts,” he said, squeezing one of them. “But when you started stripping at the party and I saw the huge tiger tattoo on your thigh, I knew it was you, bitch.”

  Before Asia could say one word or make a move, Zoe took his fist and delivered a powerful blow to her face, instantly knocking her to the floor. The blow had such an effect that she could see all sorts of stars. She could also feel her face immediately start to swell.

  Seconds later, Asia felt him grab her ankles then drag her towards the bed. After ripping off her robe, along with her underwear, he threw her onto the bed, then leaned over her naked body. She tried to struggle and break away, but to no avail as he positioned himself on top of her confining her to the bed.

  At that moment, visions instantly flashed back into her memory of how abusive Zoe used to be. During the short time she was with him he constantly beat her and when she saw the opportunity to leave Asia took it, along with his money as a bonus for her pain and suffering.

  She cried and begged for him to stop. “I’m sorry for what I did to you, Zoe. Please don’t do this,” she said, sobbing in a weak, straining voice.

  “Shut the fuck up, you heartless bitch!” he yelled back.

  Zoe pushed her legs open further before lowering his pants and ramming his long, skinny dick inside of her. Asia tried to scream, but he quickly placed his hand over her mouth. When she started to fight, he punched her in the face again.

  “Didn’t I tell you to shut up!” he belted, landing several quick jabs to her stomach.

  Zoe acted like a mad man as he continuously pounded her pussy with aggressive force. If that wasn’t enough, he continued to glare at her and say all types of obscenities as he banged her insides as hard as he could. Tears welled up in Asia’s eyes at the thought that he might kill her. She prayed he would finish and leave.

  Asia thought about telling him she had a baby and to please spare her life, but she knew he wouldn’t care. She’d robbed him and for the first time her past had caught up with her.

  A few seconds later, Zoe growled when he felt himself about to ejaculate. Suddenly, he pulled out, aimed his dick directly toward her face, then splattered cum all over her nose and mouth.

  Thinking that the horrible incident was over, Asia was startled when she heard the deep voice of another man in the room.

  “Hurry up Zoe, let me hit that,” she heard him say.

  When Asia opened her eyes to see a heavy set man stepping up for his turn, she couldn’t help but wonder how he’d gotten in her room.

  “No…please…don’t,” she cried.

  “Damn, nigga, why you nut on that pretty face? I planned to bite it, you know I have a biting fetish,” the heavy man said, ignoring her pleas.

  The heavy man then lifted Asia’s legs as far as he could and forcefully stuck his big, black dick inside her nest. She could feel his body heat as he thrust in and out with rapid strokes. Luckily for her he was a two minute brotha, because she soon felt him shaking and then release inside of her.

  “Damn, you got some good pussy you nasty bitch,” he whispered in her ear. He then started biting on her chest. Asia moaned in pain as he moved further down biting her on the stomach, then to her thighs.

  She could hear Zoe laughing until suddenly he said, “That’s enough, crazy muthafucka. Let’s go. That bitch should know now that it was a mistake to fuck with my money.”

  Following directions, the heavy man immediately got up and pulled up his pants leaving bite marks all over her body. Asia was in complete disbelief.

  As Zoe and the man turned to make their way toward the door, Zoe turned and looked back at Asia. “If you call the police you’re a dead woman,” he warned before walking out and closing the door.

  Asia knew he meant business. Like Zoe said, he had lot of connections. Feeling completely violated, she curled up in pain and started crying thinking, karma really is a bitch.

  CHAPTER 12

  When Payton was finally released from the hospital two days later, Skye smiled, thanking all the nurses who’d taken such good care of her daughter as she wheeled Payton down the hall of the pediatric ward in one of the infant CuddleBug wheelchairs. In such a short time, all of the nurse’s had fallen completely in love with Payton and ran over to her saying their goodbyes. It was overwhelming for Skye as they got on the elevator to leave. She fought back tears while looking down at her baby girl thinking how things could’ve really taken a turn for the worse. Payton looked up at her all smiles with a little cast on her leg and holding a sandy colored teddy bear. Her outcome since the surgery had been great, but the doctor informed Skye that Payton still had a long road ahead in regards to the physical therapy needed in order for her leg to fully recover.

  “We’re going home, baby gir
l,” Skye said, returning the smile.

  When the elevator door opened and they walked off, Kareem and Jordan were waiting in the lobby. Jordan hugged his mother tightly as Payton’s eyes lit up when she saw her big brothers. She reached out for Jordan and he immediately picked her up.

  “Be careful, Jordan watch her leg, baby,” Skye told him.

  Kareem looked at Skye as they walked towards the front door. “It’s gonna be alright Ma. You just need some time by yourself to focus on you,” he told her. For once Skye agreed with his advice. “Oh by the way, I forgot to tell you that Le Le bought Payton a new car seat,” he stated proudly.

  Skye’s mood instantly changed when she heard the name. As bad as she wanted to say something about not wanting Kareem’s girlfriend buying Payton anything, she decided against it. Her family had gone through enough over the past few days, so she didn’t need the drama.

  When they walked outside to Le Le’s car waiting in front of the building, Skye took a deep breath. Since she had refused to let Cruze come back to the hospital to visit and even told him not to come back to the house every time he called, Skye unfortunately had to catch a ride home with the woman she really didn’t care for. Skye was actually pissed about it, but had to deal with it for now.

  After securing Payton in her car seat, Skye climbed into the back without speaking to Le Le or even giving her any eye contact. Skye knew it was rude since Le Le was doing her a favor, but she just couldn’t bring herself to do it. To make matters worse before pulling off Skye reached inside her purse, took out some money that Cruze had given her a few days ago, and handed it to Kareem. She’d been holding onto it for a rainy day, and to her this day was pouring down.

  “That’s for the new car seat,” she said, sitting back.