by Mz. Lady P
I was unable to drive, so I called Tahari to come and take me to the hospital. I was shocked when she came through the door with Keesha. I was sitting at the bottom of the stairs rocking my baby back and forth. Trying not to focus on the pain.
"What the hell happened, Khia? Where the fuck is Dro?" Tahari rushed in and grabbed Khiandre out of my arms. Keesha helped me off the stairs and we walked out the car. I had yet to answer her question and I prayed she didn't ask me again.
When we made it to the hospital, they took me straight to the back to be checked out. Just like I expected, my damn arm was broke in two places. Once it was casted, I was informed that I was ten weeks pregnant. I was in shock because I was still getting a period and didn't have any morning sickness. I sat on the bed and cried for so long. The pain meds that they had given me had me woozy. All I wanted to do was sleep.
"I'll take Khiandre home with me. You go home and get some rest. We'll come by and check on you tomorrow. Don't think I'm stupid either. You better tell me the truth about what happened to your fucking arm." I wasn't in the mood for Tahari and her bossiness right now. I just wanted to go home and get some sleep.
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The sound of someone banging on my door woke me up from my sleep. I laid there as long as I could. I finally got up from the bed and answered the door. I stood there speechless as Dro's baby mother stood on my damn porch. Her ass better be lucky my arm was in a damn cast because my hands would be wrapped around this bitch's neck.
"Can I help you with something?" I asked this bitch because she was looking like she wanted to jump stupid.
"Where the fuck is Dro at?"
"Pipe the fuck down bitch. Don't come to my fucking house being disrespectful. He's not here right now and I'm quite sure you have his number. I suggest you use it before you pop up at my doorstep." I was trying to slam the door on this bitch, but she pushed the door back with force. I never even saw the knife until she started to stab me repeatedly. I never had a chance to react. She kept stabbing me in my stomach. I fell down to my knees and she straddled me. With my good arm I was trying to fight her off, but that only caused her to stab me even more. I also felt her stabbing me in my arm as well.
"Die Bitch! You took my man from me and I want him back," she said as she stabbed me one last time. Before I lost consciousness, I felt her roughly grab my hand and snatch my wedding ring off. I finally closed my eyes and all the bad shit I had did flashed before my eyes. This was some Karma for your ass. It didn't matter that I had changed for the better. I guess I still needed to pay for my sins. Even if it was at the hands of someone I had never intentionally hurt. As I laid there bleeding profusely, I recited the 23 Psalms over and over again until everything faded to black.
Chapter Fifteen-Dro
Deadly Love Triangle
I was ready for the war that was brewing in the streets. Nothing could prepare for the war that was brewing on the home front. Despite being so in love with Khia, I was also still dealing my ex heavy. When I first came back into contact with Khia, I was no longer with my ex. While I was locked up, we decided to go our separate ways. Once I got released, I started going over and spending time with my kids. One thing led to another and I found myself laying pipe to her every time. I never anticipated falling for Khia or marrying her for that matter. At the time it felt like the right thing to do. Don't get me wrong; I loved Khia and Khiandre as if he was my own.
I was in love with Khia, but I still loved Keshauna and I was torn between the two. Keshauna was my first everything and Khia was my new beginning. I hated that I had been cheating on Khia with Keshauna because she didn't deserve that. I knew that once she found out I was still messing with Keshauna, I was a dead man walking. My scar had just healed from her slicing my ass. I promised her that it was over with Keshauna.
It seemed like since then, I had been spending more and more time with her and my kids and less time with Khia and Khiandre. Khia never nagged, but I knew she was aware that something was going on. I couldn't wrap my mind around how I couldn't let go of Keshauna. In my heart, I knew that I wanted to be with Khia. I just hated to not be with my kids every day. I was tired of how Keshauna made it a habit to hold my kids over my head. Ever since she found out I got married, she had been on straight bullshit with me. Threatening to tell Khia about us and threatening me with Child Support.
I had to buy this bitch a house and an Audi to shut her the fuck up. It was then I knew I had to stop fucking with Keshauna. All she kept doing was throwing up all that she sacrificed for me. Her ass was starting to sound like a fucking broken record.
I was so mad when Khia let that foul shit come out of my mouth. How could she say fuck my kids? That shit really hurt me because my kids were my everything. I hoped and prayed she was speaking out of anger. It would be over if she really felt like that. Khia didn't know, but I had already been thinking about bringing the kids over to meet her.
I left the crib and went straight over to Keshauna's crib. I had to break things off with her. I would just deal with Khia finding out later. I told Keshauna that we were done and that I would be getting my kids every weekend. She started spazzing out talking about how she was going to kill me and Khia and take my kids away from me. Her ass charged towards me and I had to smack the bitch around a couple of times. I wasn't ready to go home, so I headed over and fucked with Malik and Sarge. I ended up getting drunk and I fell asleep on the couch in Malik's basement.
*****
"Dro, get up my nigga! We need to get to the hospital ASAP. Something happened to Khia." I was half sleep, but I was wide awake when he mentioned Khia. I hurried up and handled my hygiene and we were out of the door and in the car. I could tell some shit was serious because the car was quiet except the sounds of Barbie crying.
"Please somebody tell me something!" I was beginning to panic not knowing what the fuck was going on.
"We really don't know what happened to her, Bro. Tahari went to the house to check on her and found her passed out in the doorway," Malik said as he continued to keep his eyes on the road. I knew there was more to it than that. Not long after we arrived, I rushed to into the emergency department. The whole family was already there. Quaadir and Keesha was there as well. I guess the nigga really was a part of the family now.
"Oh, my God! Dro, she was so bloody. Who would do that to her?" Tahari was crying and I was trying my best to hold her up. My mind began to wonder and Keshauna popped in my mind. I almost lost my balance, but I was caught by Malik and Thug. As soon as I sat down in the chair, the doctor came out.
"Is the family of Sha'Khia Davis present?"
"Yeah, I'm her husband and this is our family." My heart was beating so fast and I had a bad feeling in my stomach that he was about to tell me some shit I wasn't ready to hear.
"I have to be straight up with you guys. She lost a tremendous amount of blood. If Mrs. Davis makes it through the night, it will be a miracle. Whoever attacked her really did some damage. A piece of the blade was still inside of her when she was brought in. During her surgery, we found so many injuries to the intestines, but we repaired what we could. She lost her gall bladder due to the severe injury to it. We didn't close her up because she still needs surgery on her intestines. Also, I'm sorry, Sir, but the baby didn't make it. There was just too much trauma for the baby to survive. Right now she can't have visitors. We need to at least get her stabilized. I'll keep you all updated on her condition."
"Thanks Doc," that was all I could say. I was in complete shock. I didn't even know that she was pregnant with my seed. "She has to make it y'all. I fucked up. This shit is all my fucking fault." I had to sit down on the fucking floor to gather myself.
"What the fuck is you talking about, Dro?" Tahari asked as she stood over me.
"I think my Baby momma did this shit to her."
"Where that hoe live at?" Barbie said.
"This shit don't make no sense. It's bad enough her fucking arm was broke in two places. Now, she back there fightin
g for her fucking life." Thug had to grab Tahari because she was starting to spazz out.
"How the hell did she break her arm?" I had to ask because I wasn't aware that her arm was even broke.
"I took her to the hospital last night. That's how I ended up with Khiandre. She couldn't keep him because she was in so much pain." It was then it donned on me that I had pushed her causing her to fall. I didn't even know she fell that hard. I felt even more fucked up knowing that I had broke her fucking arm. I prayed that God let her pull through. I couldn't live with myself if she checked out.
My phone started to ring and it was this stupid bitch Keshauna. Talking about come and get my kids because she was about to kill herself. I could tell this day was about to go from bad to worse. I hollered at my crew and let them know what was up. I needed to head over to this bitch's crib. I could hear my kids in the background screaming and crying.
It took me less than ten minutes to make it over to her crib. My kids were sitting the porch.
"Why are y'all out here in the cold?" I bent down and kissed each of them on the forehead
"Momma told us to sit out here and wait for you," my oldest son said with tears in his eyes. I put all them inside my car and I went inside to find her. I found her inside the bedroom. I startled her and she turned around and aimed her gun at me.
"How could you love her more than you love me? I gave you everything." This bitch looked crazy as hell. The mascara that was running down her face made her look like a fucking maniac.
"Put the gun down, so we can talk about this shit. You know that I love you and I always will. But, I'm married to Khia now. Did you do that to her?"
"Fuck that bitch. I'm tired of talking. Are you going be with her or me?" Tears were streaming from her eyes and I had already caused damage. I wasn't about to lie to her.
"We talked about this, Keshauna. I want to be with Khia."
"Wrong choice." As soon as the words left her mouth so did the bullets. The first two bullets hit me in the chest causing me to spin around. The next bullet had hit me in the back causing me to fall to the floor. The next gunshot rang out and I didn't feel any pain or burning. So, I knew that she had shot herself. I was able to pull out my phone and call 911. All I kept thinking about was Khia and my kids. This just couldn't be my ending. I never thought loving two women would cause such a deadly love triangle.
Chapter Sixteen- Thug
Why I Love You So Much
I had so much shit on my plate and I was trying my best to deal with it. I had to put my street beef to the side for a minute just until I knew Dro and Khia was okay. That was family and it was fucked up how that shit unfolded. It had me thinking about how I'd cheated on Ta-Baby. Any time I fucked another bitch, I never thought about the consequences behind it. Women loved hard and I never meant to play games with any of them, especially this thot ass bitch Yoshi.
I had told this bitch I was not fucking with her ass like that. She was lucky I didn't blow her fucking brains out for pulling that Facebook stunt. To make matters worse, she kept calling and playing on Tahari's phone. She insisted that it wasn't her doing that, but I knew it was her stanking ass. I knew that Tahari was pissed the fuck off about the bitch getting her number from my phone while I was asleep. The scary part about the shit was Tahari hadn't even shown how angry she was. She had been walking around smiling and laughing. That shit had me on edge because I knew my wife was plotting.
"What are you thinking about?" Tahari asked as she sat up in bed and made eye contact with me.
"I just have a lot of shit on my mind," I said as I exhaled loudly.
"What's wrong baby you need your dick sucked or something?" Before I could respond Tahari put her hand inside my boxers and unleashed the beast. The sight of her freshly manicured hands moving up and down my shaft had pre-cum oozing out. She put the tip in her mouth and licked it all up. She slowly took all of me into her mouth. She put both of her hands behind her back and she started to devour my dick. The sound of her slurping and moaning had me on the verge of erupting.
"Damn, I love the shit out of you." I grabbed Tahari's head and began to fuck her throat. In a matter of seconds, I released all my seeds down her throat. She swallowed them all without hesitation. I need my ass whooped. Out here cheating on my baby when I got the best at home; I thought to myself. Tahari got up and went to the bathroom to brush her teeth. She was so beautiful to me. I watched her as she climbed back in bed and on top of me.
"You feel a little better," Tahari asked as she grabbed a blunt from the nightstand. All of our kids were gone except Ka'jaiyah and Kahari. They were cry babies and nobody wanted their asses. It was a good thing they were asleep. It was rare that we got a chance to just sit and converse with one another.
Lately, I'd been running the streets making sure my money was good and flowing. I also made time to go and visit with Khia and Dro. Tahari was dealing with the kids and also sitting with Dro and Khia. Tahari was trying to be strong, but it was really killing her knowing there was a possibility that Khia may never wake up.
"I feel a lot better. Thanks to you. Let me ask you something. Why do you love me? I have given you every reason not to even keep fucking with a nigga."
"I love you because you're everything a woman would want in a man. You treat me like I'm the prettiest girl in the world. You've given me the world without me having to ask for it. I love you because despite being a Thug ass nigga you're so affectionate to me when I need you to be. You're the best father in the world. Despite the doggish shit you've done to me, I know my place in your life and in your heart. Last but not least, you could be with any bitch you want to, but you chose me and I still say yes to you today and every day. No matter what, I'll always choose you first." Tahari snuggled up under me and laid her head on my chest.
"Aww you're making a nigga tear up and shit," I said as I kissed her on the forehead.
"Since we're discussing why I love you. Let me ask you the million-dollar question. Why do you love me?"
"I love you because you love me for me. Not for my money or my street status. I love you because no matter what's standing in the way of our happiness, you make sure no one comes between us. When shit is hectic in these streets, you have my back one thousand percent. I love how you loved Ka'Jairea and Ka'Jaire Jr. as if they were your own. You're the best mother to all of our kids. No matter what's going on between us, you love them and for that I love you even more. You're the love of my life and a nigga like me really don't deserve you.
You should be with a corporate nigga like a lawyer or a doctor. But, you chose me. A hustling thug ass nigga that's in the streets more than he is with you. I love that you never complain even though you have every reason to. I've done some fuck up things to you and the fact that you're still here trying to make it work makes want to love you more and more. Last but not least, I love you because no matter how dangerous shit got for us you were standing right beside me. Not once have you tried to make me choose my street life or my family. That shit means a lot to a nigga like me, Ma. I love you more than anything in this world and I'm not going anywhere unless you're with me. I promise I'm done with bullshit."
I could tell Tahari wanted to cry, but she held it in. I meant every word I said. I wanted to go further and tell her some news I'd been wanting to share with her and my family. After I dead these Gianelli motherfuckers, I was out of the game for good. I was handing everything over to Malik. It was time I focused on being a better husband to Tahari and a even better father to my seeds.
Chapter Seventeen-Tahari
Murder On my Mind
It had been a week since the shooting and Dro had finally waken up. We were all happy when we got the call from his nurse, and I knew that Thug was even happier. He could finally breathe a little easier knowing that Dro was okay. On the other hand, I was sad and starting to lose hope. Khia was still in a coma. No matter what she had did to me in the past, I forgave her. She deserved to be happy with her husband and her son.
/> Dro was now up and caring for four damn kids. It was a good thing his mother had moved in with him to help take care of the kids. Dro was depressed and it was hard looking at him. I was currently pissed off with him because he hadn't been to see Khia. That was probably part of the reason she was not waking up. I believed his presence would bring her out of the coma. I know that she heard us when we talked. I would see her eyelids twitching and she would squeeze my hand when I talked to her. I'm surprised she hadn't woke up just by hearing Barbie and her annoying ass voice. I loved Barbie, but she had no chill.
I had been trying to get Thug to talk to Dro about not going to visit with Khia. As usual, he told me to mind my business. He said Dro needed time to deal with everything. I wasn't buying that shit. I wanted to curse Thug out for even feeding me that bullshit. It made me wonder if something like that happened to me how would he deal with it. I tried to mind my business, but I couldn't hold back any longer. Today was the day I would make a visit to Dro's house. I already knew that Thug was going to curse me out, but I didn't care. Dro needed to stop sulking and man the fuck up.
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"What the hell took you so long to open the door?" I asked Dro as he stood in the doorway blocking me from entering. He looked crazy as hell and he smelled like a liquor factory. He had on a white tee and a pair of basketball shorts
"What's up, Sis?" Dro stepped to the side and let me in. The house was a complete mess. Khia was a neat freak, so I knew she would have a fit. I just took my jacket off and started cleaning.
"Where are the kids, Dro?"
"My mother took them out to get some air." He was sitting on the couch looking at the TV. I watched as he turned up the Remy bottle. There were numerous pill bottles on the coffee table.
"Dro, I don't think you should be drinking and taking that medicine. Your wounds haven't healed all the way. You need to take better care of yourself. Khia is going to need you when she wakes up." I took the bottle from him and poured it down the kitchen sink and I returned and sat down next to him on the couch.