Feeling bad, Asia grabbed Khyree’s face and examined his lip. He tried to move his face out of her hands but Asia wasn’t having it. “Don’t pull away from me, Khyree,” she snapped. “Let’s go. This shit just pissed me all the way off,” she said as she grabbed his hand.
“Asia!” Knowledge called after her, but she ignored him and kept walking. Once they reached Khyree’s room, Asia went to the bathroom and grabbed a wash cloth and ran cold water over it. Khyree laid on his bed, pissed off. He wanted to go back out and put a bullet in Knowledge’s head, but he had left his gun at home.
Asia came out of the bathroom and climbed in the bed, using the rag to wipe the blood from his mouth. “I’m mad y’all did this shit,” she said.
“Don’t be mad at me. Be mad at your bitch ass boyfriend. He never should have swung on me.”
“You’re right and I agree. He shouldn’t have done that, but he’s not my boyfriend,” Asia corrected him.
“I can’t tell. You’re always up under him and hugged up with him,” Khyree said as he mugged her.
Asia was trying to stifle a smile. She thought it was kind of cute that Khyree was jealous. “Look Khy, I don’t want you two going at each other’s throats like this. You to have to learn how to coexist with each other. Just like I have a child with you, I’m going to have one with him also. He’s going to be around just as much as you,” explained Asia.
“I don’t like this shit, A, and I can’t act like I do.”
“Whether you believe me or not, I love you Khyree. You gave me something special, and I will forever be grateful.”
Khyree rolled his eyes. “You’re just saying that.”
“I’m serious dude. You gave me my first born. Nothing can top that. We share something special together.” Asia smiled as she kissed his cheek before laying her head on his shoulder. “We have a few hours before the big dinner, so let’s just sit back and kick it like old times.”
“Sounds good to me.” Khyree smiled.
Asia and Khyree chilled and talked about everything under the sun until she dozed off. Khyree realized that he didn't have to worry about his relationship with Asia being jeopardized; they shared a bond that couldn't be broken. Even though they weren't together, they would always remain friends.
Khyree was snatched from his thoughts when someone knocked on his bedroom door. He slowly climb out of bed to go see who it was.
“What's up, Mir?” he greeted Symir.
“I just realized that I didn’t even come check on you after that shit went down. You straight?”
“Yea, I'm good. Asia calmed me down and talked some sense into me.” Khyree shrugged.
Symir peeked in the room and noticed his sister asleep in the bed. He could tell she still had her swim suit on and it was an hour until dinner so he needed for her to get up and get ready.
“Cool. Wake her little ass up and tell her to get dressed. We have a hour until show time,” Symir said before dapping Khyree and heading back towards his room.
Khyree walked over to the bed and woke Asia up. “Wake up sleepy head. Your brother said to get ready.”
Asia stretched and climbed out of bed. “I swear that was some of the best sleep I've ever had in my life.”
“I can tell. Your mouth was all open and shit. You done got my bed all wet from that swim suit, too.”
Asia stuck her middle finger up at him while smiling. “Whatever dude,” she said before walking out the door.
She had made it halfway to her room when Knowledge opened his bedroom door. She looked at him up and down before rolling her eyes and rushing to her room. She made sure she locked the door so he wouldn't try to get in. She didn't have any words for him right now. She was pissed at him for starting an unnecessary fight.
When she finished showering and getting dressed, she walked to the back where Vinny had his maids and butlers set everything up for Symir. Everything was white. The chairs, the table cloths, the flowers. It was beautiful, to sum it all up.
Everyone was already sitting and waiting when she got there.
“You always gotta make a damn grand appearance, don’t you?” Symir joked.
“Yes, baby. It takes time to look this good.” Asia smiled as she twirled.
Over the course of dinner, everyone laughed and joked. When it was time for dessert, he started to get nervous. He glanced up at his mother and Anika’s mother, who were sitting by each other, and they both winked at him. He smiled at them. They put his nerves at ease.
The plan was for the butlers to bring out dessert trays and everyone would have something under the top but Anika. Her treat was going to be special. When she took the top off of her plate, the ring was going to be sitting there for her.
“Dessert will be right up,” one of the butler’s announced.
Asia was trying to hold back the tears as she thought about what her brother was about to do. She knew how much he loved Anika and how much she loved him in return. He was really going out of his way to show her and it was all so beautiful.
When the butlers came back with the dessert trays. Symir had a new bolt of confidence. When Anika’s tray was placed in front of her, he grabbed her hand.
“Nika, you know I love you, right?” he asked her.
“Of course. You know I love you, too.” She smiled.
“I know that everything we have been through was just a test and it was done to make our love stronger. I have never looked at or loved another female the way I love you. I don’t ever want to think about what life would be like without you,” he said sincerely.
“You’re going to make me ruin my makeup,” she joked, and it caused everyone to laugh.
“Okay, I’m done being mushy. Let’s eat our dessert.” He smiled devilishly.
Anika went to take the top off the dessert and gasped at the sight before her. Before her eyes sat a beautiful ten carat, canary yellow diamond, pear shaped ring. She looked over at Symir who had gotten down on one knee before her.
“Since I already declared my love for you, all I want to know is if you’ll marry a nigga?”
She was in so much shock that all she could do was cry and nod her head up and down real fast. Everyone clapped and wiped their own tears as he placed the ring on her finger. Sasha got up and ran to her parents as they finished sharing a kiss. At that moment, Symir felt like his life was complete.
8
Knowledge had been home for a week and still hadn't talked to Asia. She had been looping his calls and turning her head every time she saw him. He didn't give a fuck about her having a damn attitude because he socked her punk ass baby daddy; but since she was carrying his child, she should have answered whenever he called.
He was lying on the couch with Serenity on his chest when Chelsea walked through the door. Knowledge thought it was crazy how since he and Asia weren’t talking, he and Chelsea had been getting along perfectly fine.
“Y'all in the same place I left y'all in two hours ago.” Chelsea shook her head.
“We just been chilling. Daddy-daughter time.”
Chelsea walked over to the couch and picked up a sleeping Serenity and carried her up the stairs. Knowledge looked up just in time to see Chelsea’s ass jiggle in the sun dress she was wearing and, unconsciously, his dick got hard. It had hit him that he hadn't busted in a nut in over a month.
When Chelsea came back down the stairs, he got up and followed her to the kitchen. She went to the refrigerator to find something to cook for dinner. She was just about to bend down when she felt Knowledge come up behind her.
“What are you doing?” she asked as he turned her around and sat her on the counter.
“Nothing yet, but I'm about to be doing you,” he said while lifting her dress up.
Chelsea rolled her eyes. “Your side bitch must not be fucking you no more, huh?”
“Shut the fuck up!” Knowledge growled as he thrust into her hard.
Chelsea opened her mouth in an ‘o’ shape to cry out, but nothing came
out. She pulled Knowledge close to her and dug her nails in his back. She hadn't had sex with Knowledge since she was three months pregnant and that was too long ago.
She had almost forgotten how big and wide he was, but it quickly came back to her with that first thrust. Knowledge pumped in and out of Chelsea aggressively. He was fucking out all the frustrations that he had been holding in since all this shit had gone down. He was frustrated with Asia, frustrated with Chelsea and frustrated with himself.
“Fuck!” he yelled as he felt Chelsea release her juices. He felt himself about to reach his peak so he sped up until the very last second and quickly pulled out and busted on her thigh.
“Shit,” he groaned.
Chelsea tried to catch her breath as she looked at Knowledge like she wanted to punch him. “Really, Knowledge? On my thigh?”
“It's better than in you.” He shrugged.
Chelsea got down off the counter to get washed up. While she was gone, Knowledge’s phone rang. He got himself together and rushed to the living room to grab his phone.
“Yea,” he answered.
“What's up, brother of mines?” Cordae spoke.
Knowledge rolled his eyes. “Cut the bullshit, nigga. What the fuck do you want?”
“We need to talk about your bad decisions and choices.”
Knowledge pulled the phone away from his ear and looked at it like it was infected or something. “Fuck is you talking about?”
“I'm talking about you sleeping with and impregnating the damn enemy!” Cordae yelled. “That's what the fuck I'm talking about.”
“You better watch your fucking tone and stop talking in circles, nigga. Just say what the fuck you got to say.”
“That bitch you been loving is the one who killed our dad. That's what I'm talking about. Like I said before, you've been sleeping with the enemy. Asia killed our dad. Is that clear enough for you?” Cordae snapped.
“Yo, Dae, I don't know what the fuck you been smoking, but you need to leave the shit alone because it got you tweaking. Your bitch ass daddy got killed because he was trying to rob somebody. Tone don’t mean shit to me, so I don't even know why you're bringing any information about him to me,” Knowledge yelled.
He couldn't stand his dad for his bitch ass ways. He was told Big Tone was killed in a robbery gone wrong so he really didn't give a fuck about what Cordae was saying.
“So I'm telling you that Asia is responsible for our dad's death and you're basically saying fuck him?” Cordae asked as if his ears were deceiving him.
“Think about the shit you are saying, Cordae. Asia would have been only eight or nine years old when that shit happened. I highly doubt she had it in her to kill somebody that young. And I'm saying fuck you and him. Now get the fuck of my line.” Knowledge hung up the phone.
Knowledge ran upstairs to grab his keys just as Chelsea was getting out the shower.
“I got some shit to take care of, I'll be right back,” he said.
Knowledge made it to Symir’s house in fifteen minutes. He jumped out of the car and ran to the front door, ringing the doorbell as he anxiously waited for an answer. Just as he was about to ring it again, it came open.
“Just the person I wanted to see,” he said as he pushed Asia back into the house so he could shut the door.
“What do you want? I'm busy right now.” Asia rolled her eyes.
“Where's your brother?” he asked, ignoring her question.
“In his office, but what do you need me for?”
Continuing to ignore her, her grabbed her hand and dragged her up the stairs to Symir’s office. Without knocking, he barged in the office.
“Yo, we need to talk.”
“What's up?” Symir asked.
Knowledge repeated the conversation that he and Cordae had. When he was finished, he could tell by the look on Asia’s face that some truth was in what Cordae said.
“Son of a bitch!” Asia yelled as she ran out of the office.
Knowledge jumped up and ran after her. “Asia!” he yelled, but she just kept running. He ran after her all the way until he reached her car. “Chill the fuck out and talk to me!” he yelled.
Asia turned to him with tears in her eyes. “When I was eight years old, I watched a man kill my mom and my dad right in front of me. I was sleeping and the sounds of my mother’s screams woke me up. He took the most important things in my life, so I took his life.”
Knowledge was stuck. All these years he’d thought the nigga had died in a robbery, but his life was actually took by the woman he had feelings for. “Asia, I told you how I felt about the nigga, so I really don't give a fuck about that shit. I…”
Knowledge’s sentence was cut short by the sound of his name being called. He turned to see Symir running towards him, but it was too late.
POW POW POW!
“Ahhhhhh!” Asia screamed as Knowledge fell forward into her. His weight was too much and it made her fall to the ground.
Symir watched as an all-black Navigator sped away from the front of his house. He rushed over to Asia who was sitting on the ground with Knowledge’s head on her lap as she tried to apply pressure to his wounds.
He dialed 911 on his phone as he watched his sister cry her eyes out. Asia's heart was literally aching as she watched Knowledge fight for his breath. She tried her best to apply pressure to his wounds as she cried.
“Don't fucking do this to me, Omari! You have two daughters that need you. Please don't leave them…leave me.”
It was crazy how just five minutes ago she didn't have two words to say to him, and now she would give anything to hear him yell at her, rough her up or anything.
“Ma'am, you gotta let him go,” a paramedic said as they tried to get to Knowledge.
Symir walked over and picked his sister off the ground. He looked down at her shirt and cringed at the crimson that covered it. “Come on baby girl, we can follow them to the hospital,” he said as her walked his sister to his truck.
The ride to the hospital was a big blur to Asia. Her mind was all over the place as she prayed that God would spare Knowledge and save him. First she had to find out that the man she murdered when she was just a little girl was Knowledge’s dad, then she witnessed him being shot right in front of her eyes.
“Cordae,” she mumbled as she sat in the waiting room.
Symir looked over at her. He didn't have to ask why she said his name or what she meant because he was thinking the same thing. Cordae had been on some other shit lately and the fact that he called Knowledge on some bullshit made him think that he was capable of doing this.
He looked up at the entrance just as Cole and Mickey were walking through the door. They rushed over to where Symir and Asia was sitting. “What's the word?” Cole asked.
“Nothing yet, they took him back into surgery.”
“I called his moms and let her know. She said she would be here first thing in the morning. I also called Chelsea because I didn't know what the circumstances were,” Mickey said as everyone’s eyes traveled over to Asia who was just sitting there in a daze.
Not feeling the way his sister was looking and the fact that she was still wearing blood stained clothes, he shot Nika a text telling her to come pick her up from the hospital. Chelsea rushed into the emergency room with Serenity strapped tightly in her car seat.
She was hurt and angry at the same time. She spotted Asia sitting there covered in what she assumed to be Knowledge’s blood. Instantly, she seen red. If Knowledge wouldn't have been with her, all this never would have happened. She put Serenity in a seat and charged Asia, slapping her hard.
Asia was so numb that she didn't even react. She was still sitting there in a daze. The fellas jumped up and Cole grabbed Asia while Symir pushed Chelsea back so hard that she fell on her ass.
“I told you to stay the fuck away from him. Because of you, my daughter may never get to see her daddy again!” Chelsea yelled as tears fell down her cheeks.
“Yo, Cole, take her
outside until Anika get here,” Symir said as he glared at Chelsea. “If you're that mad, you should have been slapping ya nigga. But don't ever put ya fuckin hands on my sister again,” Symir told Chelsea with venom dripping from his voice.
Seeing the look in Symir's eyes, Chelsea got up, grabbed her daughter and sat on the other side of the room. Cole was sitting outside watching Asia like a hawk when Anika pulled up. “Aw baby,” she said as she noticed Asia.
“Shit just got real.” Cole shook his head.
“What happened?” Anika asked, praying that he wouldn't tell her that Knowledge was dead.
“Baby mama number one came in and slapped Asia. Symir looked like he wanted to kill her ass.”
Anika immediately walked away from Cole and Asia and stormed into the waiting room. She didn't know all the details, but she didn't need to know. Nobody was about to put their hands on her sister and get away with it.
She walked over to Symir. “Where she at?” was all she asked.
“Right there,” Mickey answered before Symir could utter a word.
Anika walked over to Chelsea and punched her dead in her mouth without saying a word. “If you ever put your hands on my little sister again, I will fuck you up,” she said before doing an about face. Hospital security walked over to her but she cut them down before they could even say anything. “I'm leaving. Don’t say shit to me.”
9
After Anika took Asia home and washed her up, Asia felt better. Anika even let Asia cry on her shoulder all night long. Anika decided to stay the night with her and comfort her. Symir had called to inform her that Knowledge was partially paralyzed due to a bullet hitting his spinal cord.
Asia was sitting on the couch eating the breakfast Anika cooked when there was a knock at the door. “I got it” she said as she get up to answer it. When she opened it, Knowledge’s sister Patience was standing there with a woman that could pass for her twin.
“Hi Asia. I'm Juanita, Knowledge’s mother,” the lady said.
“And you know me,” Patience smiled.
“Oh shoot, come in, please,” Asia said as she stepped to the side so they could enter.
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