A Fistful of Love: A Domestic Violence Anthology

by Thomas, Dominique

  I was glad that Nia went the fuck on about her business. Now don’t get me wrong, I appreciate her sliding through and checking on a nigga, but her timing couldn’t have been more wrong. I was really checking for K’Yonnah. This shit was a major set back in the direction I was trying to go with her. I could tell by the way she was avoiding a nigga that she was in her feelings.

  I can’t say that I blame her, though. I had been laying on the couch for the longest, unable to sleep, because all I could do was think about K’Yonnah. When I was eating her pussy that shit tasted so sweet and fresh. I swear every time I inhaled I could smell her scent on my lips. I got a hard on just thinking about the shit.

  After contemplating on whether or not to go and talk to her, I decided to go and set things straight. All I could do was hope and pray that she hadn’t lost any respect or trust in me. I had been trying my best to be in her world, and take her away from that fuck nigga. The last thing I wanted was for her to view me as a fuck nigga.

  Chapter 14- K’Yonnah

  I had been tossing and turning all night trying to find my comfortable spot. I couldn’t get comfortable for shit, and I knew it was because of the shit with Boss. There was no way I should even be losing sleep over a man that wasn’t mine. Not to mention, I’ve had enough sleepless nights behind Stone’s ass.

  The more I tossed and turned, the more I began to think about my current situation. I knew that I needed to get my shit together. It was time for me to do something for me. It was the beginning of the rest of my life. At first, I wanted to just say fuck it and run away from Stone, but I couldn’t do that because all my life was in the home that we shared. I decided that I was going to go ahead and talk to Stone like a woman.

  It was over between us and he knew that it was over. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to see that he no longer had an interest in me. The death of our daughter and him flaunting Fayia in my face was confirmation. At one point, seeing them together hurt me, but it was the push I needed to walk away from his abusive ass. If that bitch wanted him, she could have him. I was over him using me as his punching bag.

  As soon as I started to dose off, I felt a presence in the room. I really didn’t have to roll over to see who it was. I could smell Boss’s Tom Ford cologne invading my nostrils. I immediately played like I was asleep, I felt him climb into bed with me. I felt uneasy as he softly moved some hair from my face.

  “Wake up, K’Yonnah. I need to talk to you.” He spoke so softly in my ear. The feeling of his breath tickling my earlobe made me, just a tad bit wet. But I wasn’t going to act as if he didn’t disrespect me at the hotel. I was all in my feelings, and I really didn’t want to talk to him. However, I knew that we needed to do just that.

  “What do you want, Boss?”

  “Look, man. I’m sorry for the way I talked to you back at the hotel. I was just losing my mind over hearing about my brother being shot. I know that there is no excuse for the way I disrespected you. I just want you to know that I’m sorry, and it was never my intention to disrespect or hurt you like that.”

  “It’s cool, Boss. I accept your apology.”

  “It’s not cool, Yonnah. Turn around and look at me.” Boss forcibly turned me around, so that I could look at him.

  “I said I accept your apology. Now can you please leave me alone, so that I can get some sleep? It feels like I haven’t slept in days. We can talk tomorrow, I promise.” We stared into each other’s eyes, and I swear it looked like we were staring into each other’s souls.

  “You got that.” He said as he kissed my lips and laid his head on my chest.

  “Boy, if you don’t get your ass up.”

  “Man, Yonnah you tripping. This the best spot in the house.” I just laughed and rolled over on his ass. Boss didn’t care, though, he just laid on my back. A couple of minutes later, I could hear him snoring like crazy. Not to mention, he was holding onto me for dear life. It actually felt good to be held for a change. Boss made me feel so wanted, it was too bad that it was bad timing for me. I had to agree that laying there in bed with him was the best place in the house.

  The next morning I woke up to the feeling of Boss grinding on my ass. My eyes got wide as I felt the hardness of his dick. The tingling in my kitty let me know she wanted some attention. All logic went out of the window, and I raised up so that he could slide my panties. Once they were off, I felt him lift my leg up and at the same time, I felt him gliding his dick up and down my opening.

  Once it was real wet, he gently slipped it inside of me. I closed my eyes and road the waves of ecstasy as he thrusted in and out of me. I had never, in my life, had sex while laying on my side, and the shit felt so good. I took my hand and placed it around his neck, so that I could rub his head. With my free hand I gripped the sheets. I could feel myself coming back to back as he slowly made love to me. I had never felt anything so nice and gentle.

  Stone is so rough and damn near disrespectful during sex. Boss on the other hand was so gentle. His touch alone was making me flood the bed with my juices. The feeling of him tugging on my nipples was sending my body into overdrive. My nipples was definitely my spot, and for some reason he knew that. I could tell by the way he was tugging on them.

  “Fuck, Yonnah! Tell me this my pussy!” I was trying my best to hold it in, because that’s the last thing I wanted to say to him. The way he was fucking me made me lose all my damn sense. My brain was no longer in control. My pussy was doing all the thinking and talking for me.

  “Yes! Yes! This is your pussy!” Without warning he flipped me over on my stomach and he parted my legs while I was laying flat. He inserted his dick inside of me and began to roughly fuck me. I was enjoying every minute of him making love to me, it had me on such a high that I never wanted to come down.

  “Since this my pussy I want you to cum all over this dick.” Boss said he smacked hard on my ass cheeks. Without hesitation I came all over his dick on command. I could also feel him release inside of me. After we were finished, he got up and went inside of the bathroom. I laid there, feeling dumb ass hell, because we had just had unprotected sex. I was kind of glad that once he was finished in the bathroom he left out of my room.

  I felt so ashamed. I couldn’t even face him after what we had just done. I hadn’t came hard like that in a long time, so I actually wanted to fall back to sleep. That was until my notifications started going off. I grabbed my phone, it was a message from Stone saying that he needed for me to come to his office, because we needed to talk. A part of me was skeptical about going to see him alone, but the other part of me knew that I needed to go. I no longer feared Stone, and I knew that it was a must we sat down and talked.

  *****

  After dosing off for a couple of hours, I got up and got dressed. Shannie and Boss had already left for the hospital. I was actually glad, because I didn’t want either of them asking me any questions about where I was going. It took me less then thirty minutes to head over to Stone’s bar. I sat outside and reminisced about the good ole days when it was my father’s pool hall.

  I practically grew up in that place. I shed a couple of tears as I thought about my parents. It had been so long since I thought of them. It was like I put them in the back of my mind, or I wanted to act as if they never existed. I liked it better that way, because it kept me from hurting and crying about my parent’s no longer being here with me. It’s been real hard lately, because all I can think about is them. I need them so much it hurts.

  After gathering myself, I walked inside of the bar and headed back to his office. I hardly ever came here, so the odd looks from the employees wasn’t surprising. I really didn’t give a fuck, because this would most likely be the last time I ever walked up in this motherfucker. As soon as I made it to the door it opened up, and Stone was standing there looking at me. He stepped to the side and I walked in.

  “Go in and have a seat. I’ll be back in a minute.” I shivered at the feeling that came over me as I stood in the office that was once
my father’s. Everything was different except his cherry wood desk. It was still in the same spot and everything. I went through my phone as I sat down and waited for Stone to come back. I knew that his ass was taking his time on purpose. I needed him to speak his peace, so that I could get the fuck out of there. After about fifteen minutes of waiting he finally came back into the office

  “I thought you weren’t going to show. Does your boyfriend know that you’re here?”

  “What do you want, Stone? Let’s get this over with so I can leave.” He had a devilish smirk on his face, and all I wanted to do was knock it off. Everything was one big joke to him.

  “I’m going to just get straight to the chase. This thing between us ain’t working out, so I think it’s best if you move out of the house. Fayia and the boys will be moving in over the weekend. I would appreciate it if you were out by noon tomorrow. If your things aren’t out of the house, I’m going to throw them out. So I’d advise you to come get it out of the house.”

  “Really, Stone? After everything that you’ve put me through, you have the nerve to throw me out in the streets with nothing. You know damn well that’s not enough time for me to move my things out. Come to think about it. Throw it all out. I’ll start over fresh, I don’t want anything that you ever gave me. It’s better for me to move on with my life and leave every part of you behind.” Without hesitation Stone jumped up and rushed over to the side of the desk that I was sitting on. He got as close to my face as he could. He grabbed me by the face, and squeezed my jaws as hard as he could.

  “Don’t get to popping slick at the mouth, because I’ll hit you in it. I told myself the last time that I beat your ass was the last time I would lay hands on your weak ass. I no longer want shit to do with your ass. Our daughter is dead and buried, so any attachment we had is gone.

  “It’s been a wrap for you and this relationship. I just felt sympathy for your sorry ass, so I kept you around. I have no use for a worthless, weak ass bitch like you. I’m surprised I stayed with your ass this long. I would have been left, but your ass got pregnant. I know your skank ass got pregnant on purpose thinking that was going to keep a nigga, but, bitch, you were so wrong.

  “While we’re on the subject, I made sure to do a DNA test on Tianna when she died. I had to make sure she was my seed before I paid for the funeral. Lucky for your ass she was mine. Now get your ass out of my office.” He roughly pushed my head back making me hit it against the back of the chair.

  I couldn’t care less about how Stone felt about me, but hearing him speak on Tianna hurt me to my soul. He knew motherfucking well she was his daughter. There was so much I could have said to him, but I decided not to. I wanted out of this relationship, and he gave me the outlet I needed.

  It was right up my alley, him telling me he didn’t want my ass. If he thought for a minute his words broke my spirit, he was sadly mistaken. I grabbed my purse and walked the fuck out of there with even more poise then when I walked in that bitch. As soon as, I made it outside I rushed over to my car, but I was grabbed by my arm from behind.

  “K’Yonnah, is that you? I’ve been looking for you baby girl.”

  “Uncle Red?” I squinted my eyes as I tried to get a better look at him. It had been years since I saw my father’s best friend. Right before the death of my parents, he was locked up and sentenced to fifteen years in prison for attempted murder.

  I wrapped my arms around him and hugged tight. He was the closest thing I had in regards to having a family. After hugging for a minute, we got inside my car and headed over to the Cheesecake Factory for lunch. I became heated when we were being seated. God was trying to tell me something, and I needed to take heed.

  Boss was sitting there with the bitch, Nia, from the night before. I immediately had our table changed so that he wouldn’t see me. That was it for me. I hoped Boss would make the sex we had this morning last, because I never want to fuck with him on that level again. It’s obvious the two of them are trying to rekindle their relationship. Who am I to stand in the way? It’s better for me anyway. I’m changing my life for the better and ridding it of all things that might hurt me.

  The way Boss makes me feel let’s me know that he has the potential to break my heart, and I just can’t go through that again. I hate that I feel like that because I really liked Boss. It’s something about him that has me wanting to be in his world. He makes me feel so loved and wanted. I think things moved too fast. I was regretting that we had sex because that only further complicated things for us.

  *****

  “So how has everything been going with you? It’s amazing how much you look like Coretta.” Uncle Red said.

  “I know right. It’s freaky; I look in the mirror sometimes, and see her face staring back at me. Everything has been real crazy for me. I know if they were still alive, my life would have definitely turned out better. Lord knows I wouldn’t have been with Stone.” I watched as his whole facial expression changed as I mentioned Stone’s name. He wiped his face in frustration and pushed his plate away from him.

  “Man, Yonnie, please tell me you’re kidding about being with that nigga Stone.”

  “I wish. I had been in a relationship with Stone since a little bit after my parents passed. I even gave birth to our daughter, but she passed away recently.” He slid from the side of the booth that he was sitting on, and came and sat down next to me. I thought it was weird how he grabbed my hand. He had a look of concern on his face.

  “I don’t know how to tell you this, Yonnah, but Stone is the one that killed your parents.”

  “What!” I said. I knocked over the glass of water that was sitting in front of me on the table.

  “Shhhh! Calm down.”

  “What do you mean calm down? Stone is a lot of things, but he would never do something like that. I mean, he was there for me when they died in the car accident. He took me in, and gave me a place to stay when the house went into foreclosure. Lord, please tell me this is all a big ass joke. Uncle Red, please don’t tell me I’ve been sleeping with the devil this entire time.” I put my head down and I began to cry silently in my hands, because something inside of me was telling me that the shit Red was saying was true.

  “Come on, Yonnie, let’s get out of here. We can’t talk about this shit here.” Red threw some money on the table, and we both walked out of the restaurant. I looked back and Boss was still so engrossed in his conversation with Nia that he never even saw me. The shit didn’t even matter to me at that point. I needed to know what the fuck Red was talking about.

  About twenty minutes later we ended up at Grant Park. The moment was bittersweet, because as a child he and my Daddy always used to hang up there, and get drunk on the weekends. It was a nice night in Chicago, so we parked and walked along the path.

  “Now, please tell me what Stone has to do with my parent’s death.”

  “About a month before your pops died I received a letter from him, and in this letter he told me about a gambling debt he owed to Stone. He also told me about a safety deposit box, he had put away just for you and only you. That’s why I’ve been looking all around for you, because I needed to give you this.

  “It’s the key, and the number to the safety deposit box he left for you at The Federal Reserve Bank downtown.” He handed me the key along with a small piece of paper. I was blown away by what he was telling me. Stone had never mentioned to me that my father owed a gambling debt to him. That alone had me fucked up.

  “Thanks, Uncle Red, but you still haven’t told me about Stone killing my parents.”

  “Well about a month after their death. Stone’s right hand man, Gator, was locked up and we were cellies. Stone left him in there high and dry without a dime on the books. So I looked out for him, and he sung like a bird. In a nutshell him and Stone cut the brake lines on the car, and ran them off the road, causing them to hit a tree head on. So you see, baby girl, that nigga you’ve been with was responsible for that shit.”

  I was numb all ov
er as I took in what he was telling me. At that moment, I felt like my world was crashing down around me. Stone had played me for a damn fool.

  After parting ways with Red and promising to call him if I needed to. I headed over to the bank. I needed to know what my father had left for me in the safety deposit box. I made it to the bank just in time before they closed. I was so nervous that I shook as I placed the key into the box. I took a deep breath and calmed myself down. Once I gathered myself, I opened the box, and it was a stack of money and an envelope. I looked at the envelope, and it had my name on the front. I opened it up and tears welled up in my eyes as I started to read its contents.

  Hey My Yonnie,

  If you’re reading this letter it probably means that I’m no longer on this Earth. Tell your mother I love her with all of my heart and soul. I know you’re wondering why I wrote you this letter, so I’m going to get straight to it. Your Daddy ain’t always made the best decisions when it came down to money, and the way I spent it. However, I always wanted to make sure my one and only daughter was well taken care of.

  The last thing I would ever want is you having to depend on some nigga. Now that is simply unacceptable. In this box is fifty thousand dollars, some stocks and bonds as well. Hopefully, they are worth something. Your name is also on the pool hall. Stone has promised to run it until you’re of age to take over. I love you baby girl always and forever. Make your Daddy proud. Until we meet again.