by Tynessa
“What the fuck happened to your lip?” he asked angrily as he sat up on the bed, pulling her up along with him so he could examine her lip.
“I got into a fight,” she answered.
“A fucking fight with who, Heaven? I told you about being in the streets acting like a hoodrat. Leave that shit up to your homegirls,” Zylen said furiously. He’d never been the type to want his woman running the streets acting out of character. Zylen loved a lady in the streets and a freak in the sheets.
“Kim tried me when I asked her about that Jamal shit. So I had to tap that ass one time.”
Zylen laughed because that fight had been a long time coming. The room fell quiet, both of them unsure of what to say next until Heaven broke the silence.
“Zy, I really didn’t fuck Jamal and I don’t know why they would say I did. I may have did a lot of shit but fucking that nigga wasn’t one. And if you want a blood test with Hydeia I will be more than happy to give you one,” said Heaven.
Zylen leaned over and covered her lips with his. The kiss was so passionate and sincere that when he pulled back Heaven had tears in her eyes.
“I know Hydeia is my daughter, Heaven. That was some shit I said out of anger and if I could take it back, I would,” Zylen said as he began undressing her.
Covering her naked body with his, Zylen kissed his way down to her love box that he was longing for. After kissing her right inner thigh Zylen brushed his warm tongue over Heaven’s wet pussy before kissing her left inner thigh. He was so good with his tongue Heaven was on the verge of cumming just from that.
Finally making it to her throbbing pussy, he began feasting like it was his last meal and within seconds Heaven was pushing his head in further as she began to fuck his face.
“Sssshit, Zylen…oh fuck, I’m cumming…baby…oh my!” she screamed at the top of her lungs as her legs shook uncontrollably.
He looked up at her once he licked it all up and smiled cockily. “Oh your what?” he asked as he flipped her over on her stomach with one motion.
“Fuck, Zylen,” Heaven moaned as he began placing small bite marks on her ass that was sending chills through her whole body. Next Zylen did something he had never done before. Heaven thought she was about to lose her mind when he begin to fuck her in the ass with his tongue. Zylen took her to a place that no other man had ever taken her.
“Oh my gosh, Zy, that shit feels so fucking good,” she said to him.
The only time Zylen stopped was to smack her ass so he could watch it jiggle. “Make that ass clap for me,” he said to her.
Heaven began making her ass clap in Zylen’s face as he went harder with his tongue in her ass. Just having it clapping in his face made his dick become even harder. He was ready to fuck the shit out his fiancée.
“Baby, let’s try something new. I wanna spice up our sex life a little,” Heaven said over her shoulder, breathing heavily.
Zylen got up on his knees and gave her a funny look. What’s better than eating ass? He took things to a whole new level, and to him, you couldn’t get any newer than that.
“Man, Heaven, I ain’t with no funny shit,” he said in a serious tone
She laughed. “Baby, what kind of funny shit you talking about?” she asked, trying to see if they were on the same page.
“No whips and chains type shit. A nigga ain’t into that, Heaven,” he said with all seriousness in his voice.
She turned to face him and smiled. “How about anal sex?”
Zylen laughed because he’d never thought Heaven would be into that. He was gonna try it once with a chick before Heaven but the pain was too much for the girl and she stopped him before he could even get the head all the way in.
“You sure about that, Heaven?” he asked as he watched her reach over to the nightstand and grabbed some KY jelly that he didn’t even know she had.
“Yeah, I am. I mean, only if you want to.” She smiled, seductively. Funny she said only if he wanted to when she’s the one that went out and bought KY jelly.
Zylen didn’t want to hurt her but the way she was looking at him and already having KY on standby he could tell it was something she wanted to do. He bit down on his bottom lip and stared at her ass as she made it clap.
“You know you want to,” she said to him.
He licked his lips. How could he pass up all that ass that was clapping right in front of him?!
Zylen grabbed her by the waist, roughly pulling her on her knees. Grabbing his rock hard penis, he squeezed the KY on it before aiming it at her asshole. She tensed up.
“You want me to stop?” he asked her and she shook her head no.
Zylen eased in inch by inch until it was all the way in. The whole time Heaven gripped the sheets and bit down on a pillow. The pain she was feeling was indescribable but there was no way in hell she was going to tell him to stop. Needless to say, once it was in, it was a wrap.
Heaven was loving it and so was Zylen. It was something they would definitely be doing again. Her reason for trying anal with Zylen is because she wanted to give him something that no other guy had ever had and the shit was like heaven to him.
Chapter 17
Inside the club, Zylen was chilling in VIP with his lady, his crew, and their ladies. Everyone was having a good time, but something didn’t seem right to Zylen. You know that gut feeling you have when something is about to pop off? Yeah, that’s the feeling Zylen was having at the moment. He didn’t know when or what was gonna pop off but something wasn’t right to him.
“Baby, we’re going to the restroom then hit the dance floor,” Heaven announced. Not really wanting her to leave his eyesight, Zylen agreed to let her go anyways.
“A’ight, I’ll be right here if you need me,” he said.
Once Heaven and La-La were out of eyesight, Zylen decided to share the way he was feeling with Ali.
“Yo bruh, I don’t feel right. Man, I feel like some shit is gonna jump off soon. I don’t know what or with who but shit don’t seem right with me,” Zylen vented to his best friend.
“Nigga, I’m glad you said something because I been having that same feeling. I wasn’t gonna speak on it but it’s good to know we’re on the same page,” Ali said, relieved that he wasn’t the only one that was having bad feelings lately.
“Man, I have to keep Heaven and my daughter out of harm’s way until I at least find out if Jamal ass is really dead or not. I strongly doubt he is dead, though. I wouldn’t be scared to bet my last dollar he’s behind all this bullshit that has happened.”
“Man, I feel you, bruh. You know I’m always ready to bust my guns,” Ali said, letting Zylen know he was down for whatever as they hit hands.
“I need for La-La to stay—” was all Zylen got out before hearing two gunshots followed by screams.
All that was on his mind was Heaven as he took off to the dance floor with his tool in his hand. When he got out there it was a sight he was only hoping he would never have to see. La-La was sitting on the floor crying with Heaven in her arms, rocking her. Zylen saw red as he dropped down to his knees with tears in his eyes.
“Baby?” Heaven said softly.
“It’s okay baby, let me check you,” Zylen spoke as Ali announced paramedics were on their way.
“My arm, Zy” she said as she begin to lose conscious. That’s when he noticed she was shot in the arm and also in the shoulder. Once the paramedic were there they discovered the bullets went in and out so that was a good thing.
Zylen rode in the ambulance with Heaven to the hospital, but all that was on his mind was finding out who shot his fiancée. From that day forward he wasn’t stopping until he had whoever it was that felt the need to keep violating his family six feet under.
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Heaven laid in the hospital bed not believing she’d been shot. She was just thankful that the bullets went in and out of her, but because of the amount of blood she lost she had to remain in the hospital for a few days. Zylen, La-La, and Ali were by her side the whole time, alon
g with her mother bringing Hydeia there to see her every single day. Seeing her daughter always kept a smile on her face and made the days go by faster.
It was her release day and she couldn’t have been happier. Between the nurses and the police constantly going in and out her room she didn’t know if she was coming or going.
“You ready to get up out of here?” Zylen asked as he gathered her bags.
“Yeah I am. Where my baby at?”
Heaven didn’t know but he had her mother Sunshine staying at his secret stash house with their daughter.
“With your mother,” was all Zylen said.
Since Heaven had been in the hospital Zylen learned she got into an argument with a female in the restroom at the club the night of the shooting, but was shot by a guy. Something about that didn’t seem right with Zylen. Everyone that he asked says the guy was tall with a hoodie and shades on, making it hard for anyone to get a good look at him. Zylen was waiting for Heaven to be released before he dug deeper into the situation.
“So what did you find out?” Heaven asked Zylen, catching him off guard.
He shook his head at her. “Nothing you need to worry about,” he said. He didn’t need her stressing about anything.
“I’m supposed to be graduating from college, not just getting out the hospital from being shot. I went to college to get away from all this bullshit and here I am back out here living reckless. I knew this shit was gonna happen. I should have stayed my black ass in Atlanta,” Heaven fussed.
Zylen frowned and looked at her. “So what you saying; you want out of this relationship?”
“That’s exactly why I wasn’t trying to be in a relationship with anyone because I knew I was gonna lose focus on school. Now look at me, not even going.”
“And who fault it is that you dropped out, Heaven?” Zylen asked but she didn’t answer.
She acted like Zylen was the one that shot her.
Heaven sat quietly for a few minutes. “I saw him,” she finally said.
“Saw who, Heaven?” Zylen asked as he glanced over at her confusedly.
Heaven just wanted it all to be over and for things to go back to when she and Zylen first got together. To Heaven, it seemed once she let it be known that they were a couple that’s when things went downhill. Though she really didn’t want to tell Zylen who shot her, she knew he wasn’t going to stop until he got to the bottom of it all. So whether she told him or not, Zylen was gonna find out or die trying.
“Who house, Zy?” Heaven asked as they pulled into the gates of a nice mini mansion that put her four-bedroom home to shame.
“I’ll explain all that to you later. Now who did you see?”
Heaven knew he wasn’t gonna let it go and almost hated she said anything, but she did want the person that shot her to pay.
“It was Mark that shot me. I saw him.”
Zylen saw nothing but red. “The nigga you used to fuck with?” he asked, shutting off the engine as they pulled in front of the front door.
Heaven just nodded her head up and down as Zylen continued to stare at her, not understanding why Mark would want to kill Heaven. When Zylen heard it was a guy that shot her, he was so sure it was Jamal. Now he was wondering what kind of connection the two of them had or even if they had one at all.
“Well what happened in the restroom? I heard you got into an argument with someone,” he asked her.
“It was Gina but it wasn’t really an argument. She said what she had to say and I said what I had to say,” Heaven said. She went on telling him what happened inside the restroom that night.
La-La had just left out the restroom when Gina walked out one of the stalls. While Heaven was at the sink checking her makeup she couldn’t help but notice how Gina was grilling her a little too hard.
“Uh, is something wrong with your fucking eyes or something?” Heaven asked her.
“Look Heaven, I’m not about to argue with you. I’m warning you to watch your back,” Gina responded as she grabbed a paper towel.
Heaven frowned at her. “Is you fucking threatening me?” she asked while walking in Gina’s face.
“Like I said, watch your back and tell Zy to do the same,” Gina said as she walked out the rest room.
Gina’s threat caused Heaven’s blood to boil on the inside. Storming out the restroom in search of Gina, Heaven found her on the dance floor with Kim dancing nearby. Making her way through the crowded dance floor Heaven heard someone shout her name over the loud music. It wasn’t until she turned around she noticed Mark standing there with a black hoodie and with a pair of sunglasses on.
“What in the fuck you want?” she asked rudely. Gina had her on ten and she was taking her attitude out on whoever got in her way.
“Bitch, you remember leaving me at the trap house that one time?” Mark asked getting all in Heaven’s personal space.
“I sure do. Your bum ass shouldn’t have had me to take you there,” she said, then turned to walk off.
Mark called her name once again but this time when she looked back he had pulled the hood to the hoodie over his head. He pulled his gun out and shot Heaven twice before running. It happened so fast that Heaven didn’t even see it coming.
“It was like he wanted me to see him because why would he call my name before shooting me,” Heaven finished off.
As Heaven told the story to Zylen, he was heated and ready to off that nigga Mark. But it was one thing he couldn’t help but to wonder. Was Gina threatening Heaven? Or was she really warning her and why was she warning her? Only time would tell.
Chapter 18
Since Heaven was released from the hospital and informed Zylen that Mark was indeed the person that shot her, he had been on a warpath and hitting up every spot he thought Mark would be at.
“Yo bruh, you think that nigga skipped town? I mean we hit up all the spots and been out here searching for that nigga all fucking day and night for over a week,” Ali said to Zylen as they stood at the corner store. They had literally been looking for Mark at all the places they could think of. Zylen even purchased a new car just for the occasion.
“Man, I don’t fucking know,” Zylen said, annoyed as his phone vibrated in his pocket. Ali watched as Zylen frowned before answering.
“Man how the fuck did you get my number?” Zylen barked angrily once he answered the phone.
Tamar laughed. “Come on now, Zy, you know I’m hell with a computer. I heard about what happened to your girl and I was calling to see how you’re holding up,” she said.
“That’s one thing you don’t have to worry about. My fiancée should be the least of your concerns.”
“Well I wasn’t calling on no get back with me type shit. I was calling as a concerned friend. I heard she was shot so I was calling to see how you was holding up. To make sure you’re straight. To be honest, I’m not worried about her. I’m checking on you.”
“I don’t need you checking on me either,” he let he know.
“Damn, it’s like that?” Tamar asked.
“You damn right it’s like that. Now get the fuck off my line and lose my shit.” and with that Zylen hung up in her face.
Ali sat back and shook his head. He didn’t trust Tamar. It was just something about her that rubbed him the wrong way. He didn’t know if Zylen noticed it or not but shit didn’t start jumping off until she popped back up out of nowhere. Ali was gonna mention it to Zylen but he thought against it.
“Yo man, you ready to ride? It’s getting late and I’m missing my fiancée. A nigga need to release a little stress,” Zylen said as he headed to the driver’s side of his car.
“Man, you ain’t never lied. I’m ready to slide up in La-La. A nigga haven’t had no pussy since we been out here looking for that fuck nigga,” Ali responded as he grabbed his dick. Just thinking about what he was going to do to La-La that night made his dick jump.
That night something told Zylen to take a different route home. Though he switched up his route frequently, someth
ing was telling him to take a whole different one, even if it was going to take him longer to get there. The entire ride to the house was silent, both of them lost in their own thoughts.
“Yo bruh, stop me at a store. I need some Blunts,” Ali said, breaking the silence.
Zylen just nodded his head up and down as he got over to stop at the gas station that was ahead of them. Whipping in, he pulled right up to the front door and Ali jumped out. Zylen had his head down, texting his fiancée and not paying any attention to his surroundings. He raised his head as an old school Cutlass with a badass paint job passed him and parked right in front of his car. The car alone made the hairs on the back of Zylen’s neck stand. He didn’t know what, but something about the car didn’t sit right with him. He watched the driver door open and a female got out, but Zylen was familiar with females wanting to sport their niggas cars, like it was theirs.
“That shit is bad,” Ali said, hopping in the car. “That’s a bad bitch driving that shit, too. Must be her nigga ride. You know how bitches try to show off their nigga shit,” Ali said as Zylen pulled off slowly, still eyeing the car.
“That tag isn’t registered to that car,” Zylen finally said as he pulled over.
Ali looked at him like he was crazy. “Fuck you talking about, nigga?” he asked but Zylen just shook his head. Zylen wasn’t a forgetful type nigga so he remembered his homeboy Dee saying that tag was registered to Jamal, but on a totally different car.
Once the Cutlass was pulling out the gas station Zylen begin to follow it. He reached under his seat for his tool and handed it to Ali. “Yo bruh, put the silencer on this for me,” he said.
Ali reached in the glove compartment and got the silencer out and begin to put it on the gun. Not sure what was going on, he got his tool out and did the same. “Yo nigga, you mind telling me what the fuck is going on?” Ali asked.
“This car is about to lead me to Jamal’s bitch ass,” Zylen finally said.
“How the fuck you know?”
“Nigga that tag is the same tag I got off the car that was busting at my house. The only difference is, that’s not the same car.”