I couldn’t even think about the bullshit Fayia was on right now. My main concern was getting home to K’Yonnah and my daughter. I was feeling real fucked up about missing her birth. Hell, I even felt bad about the way I was treating K’Yonnah, because she was a good girl. She didn’t deserve the shit I did to her, but I have to keep her under my thumb.
From the moment I laid eyes on her, I knew that I had to make her mine. My chance came when her Pops owed me ten thousand dollars in gambling debts. He couldn’t pay it, so I had to take matters into my own hands. That was my first step to getting her in my life. She was an orphaned child, and I was the nigga to rescue her in her time of need.
I made her wifey, because she is the only woman that is worthy of wearing that title. Not to mention she’s beautiful as fuck, and built like a fucking stallion. Her dark-chocolate skin makes her look like and African Goddess. I’ve groomed her into the woman she is, and she knows I’m not to be fucked with. I’m all she has, and I’m guaranteed to keep it that way.
*****
When I walked in the house, the first thing that caught my eye was my beautiful daughter on the couch. She was asleep on top of some receiving blankets. She was beautiful as fuck looking like my little mini me.
“Hey, Daddy Baby.” I picked her up and kissed her on the lips. Out of nowhere K’Yonnah came and snatched her out of my arms.
“Don’t put your lips on her. You probably been over there eating that bitch’s pussy. I’m so disgusted with you, Stone, I can smell her scent on my baby. How could you do this to me? I swear I hate your black, lying, cheating ass. A week Stone? You’ve been gone a fucking week.
“You missed the birth of our daughter, because you were laid up with another bitch. I went through all the pain by myself. I needed you and you weren’t there.” K’Yonnah was hollering at me and crying at the same time, and that made the baby wake up. I stepped closer and pulled her into my embrace. There was nothing a nigga could say, because she knew where I was.
“Shhh! Stop crying, bae. I’m sorry I missed the birth of our daughter.”
“You’re one pitiful ass nigga. You don’t know anything about our daughter. Her name is Tianna Shanniece Kyles and she weighed eight pounds, nine ounces. Now get out of my way, and go watch that nasty hoe off of you.”
“You better watch your mouth, Yonnah.”
“Or what? You gon’ beat my ass? Gon’ ahead and do it. I’m immune to your ass whoopings now.” She walked away, and I knew that I was starting to lose my grip. I knew then I needed to make my grip tighter. The bitch was officially feeling herself, and had lost her fucking mind in the process.
“I want to go across your shit, but I know you just gave birth to my daughter. Don’t get fucked up, Yonnah.” I grabbed her by the arm, so that she couldn’t walk away as I spoke to her.
“Why are you here, Stone? Better yet, let’s just end it now, and I’ll go my way. That way you won’t have to go across my shit, and you can be with that bitch, Fayia!” She yanked away and walked up stairs with our daughter.
I sat down on the couch and laid my head back in deep thought. I had fucked up with Yonnah fucking with Fayia. I never should have let that bitch keep the kids when she came talking about she was pregnant with my twins boys. I’m going to have to fall back from Fayia for a minute, and get shit back right on the home front. The last thing I needed was K’Yonnah getting the bright idea to leave a nigga. It will be a cold day in hell before I let her take my daughter and leave a nigga.
Chapter 3- K’yonnah
It had been a little over a month since I gave birth to Tianna. I didn’t know what crawled up Stone’s ass, but he was being nice, loving, and affectionate. I loved when he was like this in the beginning of our relationship. I missed this side of him, but for the time being, I would just relish in the fact that he was back to the man that I fell in love with. There is no telling when the real Stone was reappear on a bitch.
Stone had been spending time with me and our daughter. I was so happy that he was coming home at a decent hour, and acting like he was a good man. I decided to cook dinner for him. I cooked shrimp, lobster tails, baked potatoes, and cheddar biscuits, with a salad on the side. Stone loved seafood, so I knew he was going to love it.
“Dinner is ready for you, bae. Come and eat.” I thought it was so cute how Stone catered to Tianna. Ever since she’s been home, he’s been helping with her feedings and changing her diapers. He even got up during the night when she woke up. I took Tianna from him and laid her in her rocker. I had set the table real nice and neat.
“This shit look good as hell.” Stone smacked me on the ass as he sat down and dived into the plate sitting in front of him. I sat across from him and fed Tianna as I ate as well.
“I hope you like it.”
“This shit a hit, bae.” I hadn’t been to the salon or the nail shop since I had given birth, and I felt so damn ugly. Since Stone was in such a good mood, I decided that this was the best time for me to ask if I could go.
“Stone, I was thinking that I could go and get my hair and nails done tomorrow. My six weeks are almost up, and I want to look pretty when it’s time for us to have sex again. I know you’re tired of seeing me looking like the Bride of Frankenstein.”
“K’Yonnah, you’re beautiful. Not to mention thick as fuck. Tianna got that ass looking fat. Go ahead, and go get pretty for Daddy. I’ll keep her while you’re out.” Stone got up, walked around to my side of the table, and kissed me long and hard on the lips.
He reached inside of his pocket and threw me a wad of cash. I smiled because, I felt all good inside at the way he was talking and treating me. He tried to walk away, but I pulled him back and pushed him against the countertop. I got on my knees and pulled down his gym shorts.
I took his semi hard dick in my mouth, and began to give him the best head I had ever gave him during the course of our relationship. I don’t really know why I felt the need to give him this type of treatment. Regardless of how nice he was being, Lord knows he didn’t deserve it. I guess somewhere inside of my simple ass mind, I thought this would make things even better for us. And at the same time, remind him that there is no need to be out in the streets cheating on me with the bitch, Fayia. One thing for sure, and two for certain, my head and pussy game was A1.
The next morning I woke up bright and early and headed over to the salon. I was happy that my beautician, Trish, was able to squeeze me into her tight schedule. She quickly washed my hair, and put me under the dryer, which faced the front door. I had my Kindle out, reading the latest release from one of my favorite authors, Dominique Thomas, titled Side Effects of Loving You 2.
The sound of the doorbell chiming made me look up; it was none other than the bitch, Fayia. She locked eyes with me and smirked as she sat down across from me. If looks could kill, I would be a dead bitch. What I didn’t understand is why she felt the need to be in an intense stare down with me.
It was her who was fucking my man, not the other way around. This bitch needed to go sit in the side bitch corner, and know her place before I snatch her ass bald. I’ve never been one of those girls to be out in the streets fighting like a common hoe. My mother told me to always act like a lady in the streets, and a freak in the sheets. So I was not about to let this bitch take me out of my character. I went back to reading my book, and acted as if the bitch wasn’t even sitting across for me.
“I see Daddy gave you permission to come out and play today.”
“Find you some business you bum ass bitch.” I said a little too loud, and it caused all conversation in the shop to cease. All eyes and ears were now on us.
“I see that nigga done hit your ass upside your head one too many times. Don’t get your ass whooped up in here—” Before she could get another sentence out, I jumped from underneath the dryer and started raining blows on her head.
This hoe had me fucked up, and at the same time I had a whole lot of pent up frustration inside of me, and she was a part of it. I
had tunnel vision, and she was the one who was in my view. I was in such a rage that I never felt someone lifting me off of her.
“I swear to God, this shit ain’t over, bitch. I got you and your bitch ass baby-daddy. By the way, tell that nigga he better come see his kids, or I’m bringing them to ya’ll house.” My mind went blank hearing her say those words. I tried to make a mad dash to get her ass, but I was lifted up and carried out of the shop.
When I made it outside, and I was let down, I was able to see who it was who carried me out of the shop. It was the same guy who helped me up from the ground when I caught Stone and Fayia together. I was embarrassed again, but I couldn’t help but to stare into his beautiful brown eyes.
“Why is it that every time I see you, I’m picking you up?” He said as he stroked the side of my face, making me blush.
“I’m so sorry that we keep meeting under these circumstances. It’s just so much shit is going on in my life. By the way, I’m K’Yonnah and thank you for everything.”
“I’m that nigga the streets call Boss. You need to make some decisions in your life, lil momma. You just had a baby. There is no reason for a woman as beautiful as you, to be out here fighting over a nigga that don’t mean you no good. When you’re ready to get up out that jam let a nigga know.” Boss kissed me on the jaw and walked away. A feeling washed over me that I had never felt before. This nigga Boss had me wet from just his touch. I was so caught up in watching him walk away that I never saw Stone, until he was yanking me by my hair that was still wet.
“Ouch, Stone! Stop it, you’re hurting me!” I was trying my best to get him to let my hair go, but he had a death grip on it.
“Shut the fuck up! You out here disrespecting me in other niggas faces and shit.” He pushed me into the car. I tried to get back out of the car, and he slammed the door on my arm. I screamed out in pain as I grabbed my wrist that I knew was indeed broken. The sound of my baby crying in the backseat made me turn around, and try to tend to her. Stone got in the car and punched me so hard in the face that it made my head jerk back hard as hell.
“Don’t you dare put your hands on my daughter after they were on that bitch ass nigga Boss!” Stone reached over again and slapped me so hard that my head bounced off of the window.
“Please, Stone, stop it! Don’t do this in front of Tianna!” I had my hands up blocking him from hitting me, but it wasn’t doing shit but making him hit harder.
“Was you worried about her when you was in that nigga face.” The next punch he delivered caused me to black out.
*****
I didn’t know how long I had been unconscious, but when I came to it was dark outside. I was still in the passenger seat of Stone’s car in front of our home. Every time I moved, it hurt. I looked down at my hand, it was all black and blue with a funny crook in it. I laid my head on the dashboard, and I cried until I couldn’t cry any more.
I finally got the strength to get out of the car. I slowly made my way into the house. With each passing step, I felt as if I was going to pass out. I was in so much pain. The migraine I had made me feel like I was about to faint. Once I walked into the house, I went to find my daughter’s room to get her, but she wasn’t there. I slowly made my way to my bedroom and Stone was getting dressed to leave.
“Where’s Tianna?” I said through tears as I slowly made my way to the bed and sat down on it.
“She’s with my momma until you get your mind right.”
“Nooo! Please, Stone, I need my baby here with me.” I grabbed onto him, and he turned me around by the back of my neck and forced me onto the bed. I felt him pulling my yoga pants down, and I could hear him unzipping his pants. I winced in pain as I waited on him to penetrate me. I anticipated him entering me vaginally, but he spit on my asshole, and I felt him ramming his fingers up my ass.
“Ahhhh!” I tried my best to get away from him, but he was now forcefully pushing his huge penis in my virgin asshole. He knows that anal is not my thing, so this was his way of punishing me. I felt myself being ripped a part. The pain was so intense that my voice was stuck in my throat.
“Since you like to be a hoe and talk to other niggas, like your ass ain’t got a nigga at home waiting for your ass, this is what your ass will get. You’re a nasty bitch. Can’t even take it up the ass. Your ass is shitty and bloody as hell and you wonder why I run to Fayia.” He roughly pushed me on the bed, and I could have sworn I felt him kick my legs as he walked away.
I was in such shock as I heard him moving about in our bedroom. I could feel myself shaking out of fear, hurt, and anger. After about ten minutes I found the will to at least let the tears fall down my face. That’s the most I could do, because my body had completely shut down, and I was unable to control my body functions. At that moment I had lost all the will inside of me to live. I could literally feel urine and feces running out of me as I lay in bed and cried myself to sleep.
In the middle of the night, I woke up and took a long hot shower. I cleaned the bedding and changed the sheets. Despite being in all the pain that I was in, I had to get the room in order. The smell of feces and urine had permeated the air, and I couldn’t stand the horrendous smell.
I didn’t care that it was after one in the morning, I needed to go get my daughter she doesn’t even know Stone’s mother or his sister. I knew that Stone wasn’t going to come home for a couple of days, so I took it upon myself to go over to his mother’s house. I tried calling, but I got no answer, so I decided to just pop up. I knew I needed to be going to the hospital and get checked out, but all I wanted was my baby girl, Tianna. Her beautiful face could heal all of the pain that I was feeling at the moment.
The ride over to Ms. Hattie’s house wasn’t that long, she only lived fifteen minutes away. I got out of the car and slowly made my way up to her house. I rang on the doorbell, and then I started to beat on the door. I could feel someone on the other side of the door looking at me through the peephole. At the same time, I saw headlights pull into the driveway. I started to shit bricks as I saw Stone get out of the car and walk full speed ahead towards me. When he made it close to me he slammed me into the door so hard I felt it shake.
“You one hard-headed bitch. Take your ass home before I beat your ass again.”
“Why can’t I get my baby, Stone?”
“Because I said so. Now take your ass home before I put your fucking head through this door.” He slammed my head as hard as he could into the door.
I became dizzy as hell. I watched as he walked away and left me standing on the doorstep. I took a good look and I saw Fayia in the passenger seat. I walked to my car feeling completely defeated. Tears blinded my vision as I drove back to my house. When I walked inside of my room, I headed straight to the cabinet in the bathroom where Stone kept the Codeine he used for his Lean. I opened the bottle, and I drunk it straight down. Death had to be easy, because life was too hard for me. I no longer wanted to live, at this point, not even for my daughter.
The next morning my eyes fluttered open, and all I could do was close them tight. I didn’t want to be alive. My goal was to die, but that just wasn’t in God’s plan. All that damn codeine I drank. I couldn’t believe I was still alive. I sat up on the edge of the bed and my head immediately began to hurt. At the same time, the urge to vomit too over me. I jumped up and ran to the bathroom and vomited everywhere.
After praying to the porcelain God for about twenty minutes, I felt much better. I rinsed my mouth out and cut the hot water on in the shower. As I got undressed, I look in the mirror, and I cringed at the sight of all the cuts and bruises that were all over my body. My once beautiful chocolate-colored skin has been replaced with black and blue marks.
The sound of my phone ringing, made me throw my robe back on, and rush into the bedroom to get it. I looked at the screen and it was Stone. I took a deep breath and answered it. My heart sank as he told me to get to the hospital, because they found my baby unresponsive at his mother’s house. I rushed around the room try
ing to find anything to put on. I hauled ass getting to the hospital. The whole ride over, I begged and pleaded with God to keep my baby safe.
*****
“What happened to my baby?” I asked through tears as I rushed into the emergency room doors. His mother and sister were sitting right beside him like he was really a loving father.
“I’m sorry, K’Yonnah, when I woke up she was blue and wasn’t breathing.” His mother said as she tried to reach out and touch me. I knocked her hand away as hard as I could.
“Don’t fucking touch me! I begged and pleaded for my baby! Why couldn’t ya’ll give me my baby? I want my baby.” I said as I started screaming and rushing towards the nursing station.
“Stop it, K’Yonnah! I’m sorry, babe, but Tianna didn’t make it.”
“You’re lying, Stone. You’re just saying that to hurt me. Where is she? Please give me my baby. Why ya’ll take her from me?” I collapsed to the floor and cried my poor heart out. How could she be dead? She was perfectly healthy. Something wasn’t right. I could feel something inside of me that let me know there was much more to this.
“I’m so sorry, K’Yonnah.” Stone’s sister, Drita, said as she bent down and hugged me. I allowed her to hug me because we never had issues. She was the only one who has always told me to leave her brother. I looked at his mother and I didn’t like how nonchalant she was. It was as if she didn’t care that my daughter –her granddaughter was dead.
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