Fallin' For a Boss 2

by Lucinda John

  “What’s up with you and Stacks?” I asked Amanda as she rocked with the baby in the rocking chair. Now that I dropped my load, I was ready to get real messy and fuck Lala’s life up.

  “I haven’t really talked to him since the day he cursed me out at the diner.”

  “So, what do you plan on doing?”

  “I don’t know.” She shrugged her shoulders.

  I swear this girl was dumber than a bag of bricks. I had to teach this bitch everything on homewrecking one on one. I was busy working on my part of the plan, but I had to play in her head to make her do what I needed to be done so that everything can go as planned. I’ve been dating this FBI agent on and off. I’ve been dropping hints about Stacks and his drug operation. I needed this dumb bitch to get with the program.

  “You have to be persistent if you want your man girl.”

  “What do you mean?”

  “I mean, if you want Stacks, you have to go beyond all measures to get his attention. You leaving him alone gives him the opportunity to forget about you.”

  “So, what do I do?”

  “Mess with Lala. The best way to get in a nigga’s head is by messing with the main bitch. Trust me I know. That is why my baby daddy is currently going through a divorce.”

  “And you think this is going to work?”

  “Trust me, I been a side bitch for years, I know the game like I know the back of my hand.”

  The baby began to cry and she handed him over to me, so I could feed him. I watched her as she allowed what I just told her to marinate in her head. She sat with me for a few more minutes before excusing herself, saying she would come back later to visit us. I just smiled knowing that she was going to go destruct some shit. When I was sure she was gone, I called up my cousin JT. He was one of Stacks’ block boys. Ever since the death of his brother Red, he was just like me, out for blood.

  “What’s good, Ma,” he answered.

  “You do what I told you to do?”

  “Done.”

  “Good. Talk to you later.” I cut the phone call short as soon as the nurse came inside the room to get the baby.

  I sat back and almost had an orgasm. That’s how excited I was. Soon, Stacks’ ass was going to be buried under the jail cell of a federal prison with a shitload of cases piled up against him. Maybe do us all a favor and kill himself once he finds out how horrible of a death Lala will die when I finally get my hands on her.

  The nurse brought the baby back to me, and I held him in my arms. Looking in his eyes, I could see evidence of James. My best bet would be to hurry and put a plan in motion, getting as much money as JT and I could get from Stacks then fleeing Florida for good.

  Chapter 28

  Amanda

  Taking Ashley’s advice, I started following Stacks and Lala around. Every move they would make, I would do the same. I traded in the car that Stacks bought me for something else, and I even moved out of the house he gave me for a smaller apartment. I did not want him to know my whereabouts in case shit hit the fan, and he wanted to make good on his threats and kill me.

  Parked in my new Nissan Altima, I sat and waited for any one of them to leave the house, so I could follow them. I saw Lisa’s car pull in and a few moments later they both were getting into Lala’s car and leaving. I waited a good five minutes before following them. I allowed them to park in the Aventura Mall’s parking garage before parking a few parking spots down from them. When they were out of sight, I drove off in search of a Home Depot.

  Returning, I pulled the hood over my head and made sure the parking garage was clear before making the damages to Lala’s car. Satisfied with the masterpiece I created, I parked my car in the back and waited for them to return to the car.

  Three long hours later I heard a scream. Looking up from my phone, I saw Lala staring at the damage in shock as Lisa yelled into the phone at someone. I laughed on the inside as I enjoyed the sight before me. The security guards came up to the parking garage, and Lala spoke with them. I wasn’t worried about them finding out who I was because I was very careful.

  I was about to pull off, but then changed my mind when I saw Stacks exit his car. I was so in love with that man, my heart skipped a beat whenever I saw him. I wanted to run over to him and talk to him, but under the circumstances, I decided not to. I was instantly filled with envy as I watched him hold and console her.

  I badly wanted to be in her shoes and it was killing me. Feeling anxiety take over my body, I opened my pocketknife and started cutting myself. I laid my head back against the headrest and allowed the sensation of my stinging wounds to consume me.

  Once my temporary high wore off, I snapped a few pictures that clearly showed Lala, and then I headed home. Before I could even stick my key inside the lock, my phone was ringing off the hook with calls from Stacks. I smiled, and answered the phone.

  “Hello,” I sweetly sang.

  “Why the fuck are you messing with me, huh?”

  “What are you talking about?” I was playing the dumb role.

  “Don’t play dumb! I know you fucked with Lala’s car today?”

  “How was I able to do that if I was on a date with my boyfriend?” I lied

  “A date?”

  “Yes, a date! Ain’t nobody thinking about you anymore. I even sold the house you bought me and moved in with my boyfriend.”

  “Word?”

  “Yes! Now, if you don’t mind I got things to do!”

  Hanging up the phone, I went and cleaned myself up. I was on my way to Loye’s to see if he could hook my hair up like Lala’s. I cropped her body out of the pictures only leaving the hair do. If I couldn’t beat Lala, then I’d try to be her.

  Chapter 29

  Lisa

  If Ralph wasn’t going to hear me out, then I was going to pay him a visit and make him. I was looking sexy in a two-piece lace, satin boy short set. I tightly tied the trench coat around my waist and got in my car. I finally quit stripping for good.

  Not because of Ralph, but because it was something I needed to do for myself. I had to understand that there was more in life than shaking my ass. I loved to write, maybe I’d write one of those vixen books, but instead of celebrities I’d expose all the real hood boss niggas.

  Seeing Ralph’s car parked out front made me real nervous. Butterflies instantly took over my stomach. Putting my emotions in check, I exited the car and walked up the driveway to the door. With every click of my heels against the pavement, my heart started beating faster and faster. With trembling hands, I used the key he gave me to open the door.

  Making my way to his room, I heard moans. Removing my shoes so that I wouldn’t alarm anyone, I followed those moans to the guest bedroom. Slightly pushing the door open, I saw the dude I’d been going crazy over these past few weeks fucking some bitch from the back. I watched her throw it back as he gave her that same dope dick he used to give me.

  I knew it wasn’t my place to get mad because we were no longer together, but I was hurt. The second guy that I gave my heart to shattered it.

  “I guess this is why you were so quick to leave me,” I said, startling them both.

  “What are you doing here, Lisa?”

  He pushed the girl to the side and grabbed his shorts off the ground, pulling them on.

  “I came to give you this?” I said untying my trench coat. “And to beg you for another chance, but I see why you were so quick to leave me.”

  I tried my hardest to hold back the tears, but I couldn’t. I allowed them to fall freely as they symbolized all the hurt and pain I was currently feeling.

  “Baby don’t cry.”

  “Baby?” I laughed. “Please don’t try to make me feel as low as I’m feeling now.”

  I turned around and walked out of the same door I came in. Putting the key in the ignition, I pulled off driving with no destination in mind. My phone began to ring. The first ten calls were from Ralph and the next twenty were from Lala
. I sent her a text letting her know I was okay and just clearing my head.

  I didn’t know what was wrong with me. Maybe I was cursed or some shit. Every man I ever fell in love with hurt me. Yes, part of what I went through with Ralph was my fault for not keeping it one hundred with him. I understood why he was mad, but for him to jump in the next bitch’s pussy just a few weeks later without even giving me a chance to properly explain to him my actions, said a lot about his character.

  For some odd reason, I ended up at the ice cream shop by the beach. I sat in the sand eating vanilla ice cream as I thought of Riley’s pretty self. We had a spa date set for this weekend, and now I was stuck. I didn’t want to let her down, but the situation between her father and I became messy.

  “Can I sit here?” I looked up and saw Ralph. I wished I was packing so I could shoot his ass in the heart.

  “It’s a free country.”

  “Lisa, I’m sorry you had to see that.”

  “Are you really?”

  “Yes. Even though we are no longer together I never meant to cause you any hurt.”

  “Yeah, I bet.”

  “No, for real, Lisa. The love I have for you is real, but my ego won’t allow me to accept that you’re a stripper.”

  “I quit! I came over to tell you that I quit and I was sorry. You didn’t even give me a chance. Instead, you was knee deep in some pussy not giving a fuck about me or how I’m feeling!” I cried. “The damage is already done. You’re dead to me!”

  I slapped him in the face before getting in my car and pulling away.

  Chapter 30

  Lala

  “Lala, hurry up or we’re going to be late!” Stacks yelled.

  I was in the room looking for my pearl set that would go perfectly with the all-white Vera Wang dress I was wearing. I didn’t know where we were off to in such a rush. Earlier today, Stacks sent a make-up artist, hair stylist, and a nail tech and had them pamper me. He then came home with this all white dress and some white flats and asked me to hurry up and get dressed.

  “Why don’t you have on the flats I bought you?” he frowned.

  “You can’t wear flats with this dress, that’s tacky.”

  “Well, I sure as hell don’t want you walking around in heels eight months pregnant.”

  “These are not heels, they’re wedges. Similar to flats, but a little higher,” I smiled

  “You’re dressed, so what’s taking you so long?”

  “I can’t find my pearls, how am I supposed to accessorize?”

  “If you would have just hurried up and went with the flow, you would have seen that I had you covered.”

  He pulled out a red velvet box from behind his back and opened it. I started to drool over the beautiful diamonds that shined so bright. He clasps the necklace around my neck while placing soft kisses on it.

  “Mmmm,” I moaned.

  I was ready to take off my dress and fuck him on the spot. Since I entered my third trimester, my sex drive was at an all-time high. If he sneezed, I would get hot, wet, and ready to fuck.

  “A quickie before we go please?” I begged.

  Raising my dress a little, he pulled out his dick. He held me up against the wall and fucked me real rough. I screamed out in pleasure as he bit down hard on my neck. Thrusting in and out of me with nice long strokes, he was driving my ass crazy. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I squeezed my pussy muscles around his dick, sucking his dick dry before feeling a gush of fluids.

  “You sure your water ain’t break?” Stacks joked.

  “Naw, you ain’t stroking like that.” I laughed.

  He laid me on the bed and came back with rags to clean us up.

  Adjusting my dress and touching up my make-up, I made sure my hair was still in place before we left. When we got to a red light, Stacks handed me a blindfold to put over my eyes. Making sure it was secure and blocked my vision, he made his way to our destination.

  The car slowed down, and then came to a complete stop. I heard him open and close his door then come around to open mine.

  “You better not fall or I’m kicking your ass for wearing them damn heels,” he fussed, guiding me to wherever we were headed to.

  Removing the blindfold, the whole room screamed out surprise at the top of their lungs. The ballroom was decorated in soft pink and white, with banners saying, “It’s A Girl.” I remembered Stacks asking me what I wanted to do for a baby shower, and I told him I really didn’t want one.

  “I’m going to get you,” I said punching him in the arm before planting a soft kiss on his lips.

  Lisa came over and placed a ‘Mommy to be’ sash around my body and a tiara on my head.

  “I’ma get you, too! Why didn’t you tell me?” I asked.

  “Stacks threatened to kill me and I love my life.”

  “How are you holding up?”

  “I’m good. Why you ask?”

  I nodded my head towards Ralph and Kandi. They’d been really kicking it. He tried to bring her to my house one time, and I shut that shit down quick. I made him take her ass back to where she came from. Lisa was the only friend I needed. I ain’t want no random bitch around me.

  “Girl bye! I’m not on that,” she lied.

  “Girl you can fool every motherfucker in here, but you can’t fool me.”

  “Today is your day, let’s discuss this later.”

  Making my way to my table, it was decorated really nice. Two large containers filled with money were at the end of each of the tables as the guest filled the container with money. The security guards took them to the back to empty them. Everyone was enjoying themselves, eating, drinking, dancing, and stopping to play the baby shower games. Glancing at the gift table, I thought I was going to pass out. They had to rope off the whole back area just so there was room for the large load of gifts.

  “Can I have this dance?” Stacks asked.

  “Yes, you can.”

  Michael Jackson’s slow version of Love Never Felt So Good was playing as we swayed to the beat.

  “You know I love you right?” I said.

  “Yes, I do and I love you more.”

  He leaned down and slipped his tongue in my mouth.

  “When are you going to be my wife?”

  “I don’t have my ring.”

  He slipped the ring back on my finger. I examined it because it looked different.

  “Did you get me a new ring?”

  “No, I improved it, just like I improved myself. The ring symbolizes the changes I’ve made to become fully committed to you.”

  At that moment, I knew God had sent him down especially for me. He was everything I wanted in a man and more. Yes, we had our moments, but our relationship had last throughout all of the things we had been through.

  Watching our friends and family celebrate the arrival of our baby girl brought tears to my eyes. This was what I prayed for when I used to lay in bed crying because James never made it home. God was answering my prayers all at once, and I felt my blessings overflowing.

  The baby shower started to wind down as the waiters began to clean up. Stacks had to order a mini U-Haul truck just to carry the baby’s belongings home. After saying our goodbyes and thanking everyone for coming, we made our way home.

  “What’s up with Ralph and Kandi?” I asked Stacks.

  “None of your business, so stay out of it.”

  “I just wanted to know if he was really feeling her.”

  “He’s coping. He really does love Lisa, but with men it’s an ego thing. Things will fall in place. Like I said, stay out of it.”

  When we finally got home, Stacks stayed downstairs showing the men where to put the baby’s things. I went to the master bathroom and ran some warm water. My feet were really killing me. Immersing in the warm water, I threw my head back and allowed the jets in the tub to massage my body. I felt a sharp pain shoot down my back to my vagina, but I ignored it. Another sharp
pain hit me again, so I decided to get out of the tub.

  As soon as my feet touched the floor another pain ran through my body leaving me doubled over in excruciating pain. Trying to stand all the way up, a gush of liquid came out of me.

  “STACCCCCCCCCCCCKS!!!!!!!!!!” I yelled.

  I heard him running up the stairs.

  “Baby, you good?”

  “No we have to get to the hospital, my water broke.”

  Running to the room, he grabbed me something to wear. After dressing me, he helped me get in the car before going back inside to get my bags.

  “Oh, God, it hurts!” I yelled.

  “Baby remember to breathe, you have to breathe.”

  “Fuck breathing, I want her out of me. NOW!”

  Stacks floored it and heading to the hospital, stopping at a red light he pulled out his phone and called Lisa, then Ralph telling them to meet us at the hospital. Before another contraction hit me, the car was raided with bullets. Stacks was trying to drive away from them as fast as possible, and we ended up crashing into a tree, landing in a ditch.

  “Lala, are you okay?” He asked.

  “The head, I feel the pressure of the baby’s head!” I cried.

  “Okay, want you to relax for me and then push.”

  “I can’t do it Stack. It hurts so badly.”

  “C’mon Lala push, please?”

  I held on to Stacks’ hand and started pushing with all my might. I noticed he was no longer saying anything. Looking over at him I could see he was a bloody mess, his eyes were closed as he laid his head against the window.

  “Stacks baby wake up!” I panicked.

  “I’m here baby I’m not going nowhere,” he said. His voice was fading in and out.

  After pushing our little girl out, I used some eyebrow scissors to cut the umbilical cord. Wrapping her in my bloody robe, I put her in Stacks’ lap as I felt another pain shoot through my body. Preparing to push out the afterbirth, I started to push with everything in me. I felt something drop and then more crying. Looking down, it was another baby.

  “Oh, God, Stacks it’s another baby.”

  “Another baby?” he weakly asked.