Déjà and her friend Ashley were out at the grocery store when Ashley greeted a girl that was pregnant. The girl looked as if she was about five or six months. Ashley and the pregnant girl spoke for a couple of minutes, before saying their goodbyes. Déjà didn’t think anything of it. The fol owing evening Déjà cal ed Shawn, but his phone rol ed over to voicemail, she pressed star, and then entered the access code that Shawn had given her.
You have one new message, to listen to your messages please press one, said the automated system.
Déjà listened then pressed one.
“Hey Shawn this is Angel, I met you last night over on 95th Street, give me a call when you get this message,” The female voice said.
“What the fuck?” Déjà said to herself.
“Déjà hung up and dialed Shawn’s cel phone again, but it kept rol ing over to voicemail. He cal ed back about an hour later.
“Hel o!” answered Déjà with anger in her voice.
“What up, baby?” he spoke.
“Don’t baby me. Why aren’t you answering your phone?” she asked with attitude.
“Oh, I was on the boat with one of my guys trying to win me some money.”
“Whatever! Who is that on your voicemail?”
“I don’t know. I haven’t listened to my voicemail.”
“Wel , you have some girl on your voicemail claiming that she met you last night on 95th Street.” He laughed. “I left that message on there, it was an April fool joke!” he said stil laughing, “You think I’m dumb enough to give you my access code and have girls cal ing?”
“I hope not,” she answered, believing him.
“I’m in the area. Can you come outside?”
“Yeah, let me throw on some jogging pants.”
“I’l be pul ing up in a minute?”
“Okay,” she replied.
Déjà grabbed her cordless phone and dialed her friend Ashley as she walked out to the driveway. Ashley picked up on the first ring.
“Hey girl, what are you doing?” asked Déjà.
“Girl, I was just about to cal you! You’re not going to believe this shit!”
“What, what happened?”
“You know that girl that we saw in the grocery store last night, the pregnant chick?” Ashley asked Déjà.
“Yeah, what about her?” Déjà asked as she watched Shawn’s car turn onto her block.
“That was Artina. She said that Shawn is the father of her baby!”
“What?” Déjà yel ed into the receiver. “You mean to tel me that girl is pregnant by Shawn?”
“Yep, Artina is at my girl Dianna’s house right now. I asked Dianna who Artina was pregnant by. She said a guy name Shawn. I was like Shawn who? She described your Shawn down to his socks.”
Déjà was furious. She told Ashley that she would cal her back. By the time Shawn pul ed up in front of her house, Déjà had smoke coming out her ears. When she walked up to the driver side window, she noticed Shawn had one of his guys in the car with him but she didn’t care. As soon as he rol ed down his window and stuck his head out, Déjà words hit him like a ton of bricks.
“You got a girl name Artina pregnant?” Déjà asked.
His entire face turned red. He looked over at his boy, and his boy turned and looked out the window. It was clear he knew the answer to that question.
“That girl ain’t pregnant by me,” he said, lying through his teeth.
He tried his damnedest to convince her that Artina was lying and that he only had one child.
After pleading that she should believe him, she did.
Déjà was so in love with him, she believed that he was tel ing her the truth, and that everyone else was lying. She just had to learn the hard way. That was only the beginning of his dishonesty and cheating. About a month later, Déjà had gotten a phone cal from Artina on her cel phone.
Déjà was furious because she wanted to know who gave out her number. She instantly thought back to her friend Ashley. She was the only mutual person between the two of them. When she spoke to Artina, she learned that Shawn had lied about everything, including his age. He had told her that he was twenty three, but in reality, he was twenty seven. He said that he only had one child, but in fact, had two not including the possibility of the baby Artina was carrying. She also learned that, his four year old daughter was actual y nine. Artina told her that Shawn had a live in girlfriend that he had been in a relationship with for the past eight years. Déjà questioned him about the things that had been told to her. He admitted that most of it was al true. He even confessed that there’s a strong possibility that the baby Artina was carrying was indeed his. He denied having a live in girlfriend though. He said he did at one point, but they were no longer together. He said he kept his stash at her crib and that was al . Déjà decided to stay with him because she loved him and honored the fact that he told her the truth instead, of carrying on with his lies. That only lasted a couple months.
One summer afternoon, Déjà and Shawn had gone to a cookout at Gail’s house. Déjà noticed her cousin Sharmaine staring at Shawn, but she ignored it. Déjà was just getting out the pool when she noticed that Shawn was no longer outside with the rest of her family. She walked around the front to see if he was up there on his cel phone.
She didn’t see him. She then went inside the house to see if he had gone to the bathroom. She checked the door knob, but it was locked. She was about to walk away when she heard a woman moaning and the sound of skin smacking. She reached on top of the doorway, retrieving the key. She quietly unlocks the door and slowly pushes it open. Déjà went into a state of rage when she saw her cousin Sharmaine bent over the bathroom sink and Shawn behind her banging her brains out. His eyes were shut tightly as if he was on the verge of busting a nut. Sharmaine noticed Déjà standing in the doorway through the reflection in the mirror.
She jumped up, pushing Shawn backwards. Déjà noticed that his dick was covered in her juices as he fel against the tub. Déjà began whooping both his ass and hers. Her Aunt Gail must’ve heard the commotion because she came running in the bathroom with a frying pan in her hand. She told Shawn and Sharmaine to get the hel out for disrespecting her house. Déjà was done with Shawn after that and she was happy about it. She was final y relieved of his bul shit. She had learned more about his deceitfulness after they broke up. He cal ed excessively and would leave threatening messages on her voicemail, but she would just delete them. From that point on, Déjà had sworn off his kind, street dudes.
~FIVE~
After graduating from the University of Il inois with a degree in Business Management, Jade rented an apartment in Hyde Park, Il inois. She bought herself a Lexus GS 400 and worked as a management consultant in downtown Chicago. She had been dating the love of her life Jayquan Jones a.k.a. Jay for almost three years. He was a street hustler that sold dope by the key. He had a six bedroom home in Olympia Fields, Il inois. He owned three rides: a Mercedes Benz S550, a Lincoln Navigator, and a Range Rover.
A year ago, Jay retired from the dope business as a mil ionaire. He and his cousin Xavier invested in a nightclub downtown on Michigan Ave. The club was cal ed the X Spot which was named after their grandfather Xavier Jones Sr.
He was a big time dope dealer that got kil ed during a deal gone bad. The X Spot was the hottest nightclub in the city. It stayed packed seven days a week.
Friday and Saturday nights were the worse. There were times when people had to wait outside for hours and stil couldn’t get in. The VIP booths were at al times occupied with the biggest dope dealers in the city, athletes, and business men. There was a huge one sided mirror over the bar which was Jay’s office and another over the lobby in which was Xavier’s office. They saw everything that went on in their club.
After a long day at the office, Jade decided to head over to the club for a drink. The club was jumping as usual.
Everybody and their mamas were in there on this warm spring night. Jade sat at the bar, sipping on her fa
vorite drink, a Cranberry and Vodka. “Get me bodied” came on, and the women went crazy. They were sweeping the floor and busting old school dances. Jade’s cel phone rang.
“Hey babe,” she said, answering, already knowing it was Jay.
“Hey baby, where are you?” He replied, hearing the music in the background.
“I just left the office, but I had a rough day so I came down to the Spot for a drink. I thought you would be here, but I didn’t see your car out front. Where are you?”
“Actual y, I’m sitting outside your apartment. I thought you would have been home by now. If you were having a bad day why didn’t you just cal me? You know I have my ways of making you feel better,” he said in a seductive tone.
“Yes you do!” She said, licking her lips, “but this morning you said you were going to be busy al day, so I didn’t want to bother you.”
“I’m never too busy for you, baby,” he said, reclining the driver’s seat.
“I’m leaving the club now, so use your key. I’l be there in about 10-15 minutes. Can you run me a hot bath?” She said, downing the last of her drink.
“Sure thing, baby, see you when you get here,” he said as he stepped out the car.
“Okay, I love you!”
“Love you too, beautiful!” he replied.
Jay hit the locks on his Rover and headed for the entrance of Jade’s apartment building. When he walked into the lobby, he damn near passed out when he saw his ex- chick Mona. She was sitting in a chair in the corner looking at a magazine. He tried to slip pass her before she saw him, but it was too late.
“Hey you, long time no see!” She said, walking toward him.
“Yeah, what are you doing here?” He asked, pressing the up button on the elevator.
“I’m waiting on my girl to come down so we can hit up the club. What about you? You here to see the bitch I been seeing you around town with?” She said, stopping inches from his face.
“That’s no longer any of your business,” he said, stepping back to put some space between them.
“Oh, it’s like that?” She said with an attitude.
“Yeah trick, it is,” he spat. “Why the fuck are you questioning me anyway? Why don’t you go question that motherfucker you were fucking in my truck, and get the fuck out my face!” he said as he stepped onto the elevator, letting the doors close in her face.
Jay and Mona dated five years prior. He had been messing with her for a year when one day he saw his Range Rover parked in a recreational area near the 35th Street projects. He’d let her use it to go for a job interview since he and Xavier had to shake a move that day. He told Xavier to pul up next to the truck. He noticed that it was rocking back and forth. He used his extra remote to pop the locks because he’d seen a silhouette of two bodies in the back, through the tint. He opened the hatchback, startling Mona who was on her hands and knees being fucked doggy style. He snatched both of their asses out the Rover.
Xavier beat the shit out of the dude and Jay slapped Mona around a little. He was no wife beater, but he felt Mona was straight up disrespecting him and his shit. They left both, Mona and dude out in the freezing cold half-dressed and shivering. It was seventeen degrees outside. She blew his cel phone up because she knew she wil never find another man that would treat her as wel as Jay had. He ended up changing his number on her ass. She then got on some dumb shit along with her trifling ass girls.
Jay would come out the club or his house and find his tires slashed, his windows busted on numerous occasions, or she would key his rides. He wasn’t able to prove that it was her, but he knew it was. When asked, of course she would deny it. But he warned her that if he ever caught her, he was going to put a slug in her head.
When Jade came in, Jay was sitting on the couch flicking through the channels. “Cable is a waste of money,” he said, tossing the remote on the cocktail table.
“I agree!” said Jade, leaning over giving him a peck on the lips. He grabbed her by the waist and pul ed her down on his lap.
“I missed you!” he said, tonguing her down.
“Did you real y? Show me!” She said, pul ing her blouse over her head and straddling him. Jay removed his shirt as wel . He began sucking on her firm nipples. He stuck his hand under her skirt and began playing with her clit. He stuck his index finger deep inside her wet pussy causing her to moan.
She unzipped his pants, and out sprung a nine inch hard on. She got down on her knees and took al nine inches in her mouth. He gasped for air. If Jade couldn’t do anything else, she definitely knew how to make her man feel good. He was on the verge of cumming when she straddled him once again. She slid down inch by inch until her soaking wet pussy swal owed al nine inches. She rode him until her body began to tremble. He turned her over on her knees and hit her from the back. He found her g-spot in no time, and banged into it. Jade was now biting down on the couch pil ow.
“Pul …out…babe…you’re…not…wearing…a…a!”
She said, trying to stop him, but it was too late. He had exploded deep inside her. He flopped down on the couch.
She rested her head on his chest.
“Why didn’t you pul out?”
“I’m sorry baby. It was feeling too good,” he said stil trembling.
“I hope I don’t get pregnant,” she said, trying to get up, but he pul ed her back down.
”Why, you don’t want to have my baby?” He questioned while kissing her on the lips.
“We’re not married. Plus, I’m not feeling the whole baby daddy thing,” Jade said, kissing him back.
“Neither am I. You’re going to be my wife.”
“Yeah, we’l see,” she said, getting up and walking toward the bedroom.
“That we wil ,” he said, fol owing closely behind her ready for round two.
~SIX~
“The X Spot is one of the hottest nightclubs in the Chi,” explained Jade, trying to convince Déjà to go out with her. Déjà wasn’t into clubs so she hardly ever went.
Besides, she was exhausted. She had a very busy week at the office, and stil had paperwork piled up on her desk in her home office. But, she hadn’t been out with her best friend in a very long time, so she final y agreed.
“Let me find something to wear. What time are you picking me up?”
“I’l be there at ten,” answered Jade.
“Cool, I’l be downstairs, so do not keep me waiting.”
“You don’t keep me waiting!” mocked Jade.
Déjà looked at the clock on the microwave. It read: 4:26. “I got time to take a short nap,” she said as she stepped out of her dress pants. No sooner then she got stepped out of her dress pants. No sooner then she got comfortable under the comforter, the phone rang. She considered letting it rol over to voicemail, but decided against it.
“Hel o!” She answered in a sleepy tone.
“Hel o, may I speak to Déjà?” said the unfamiliar male voice.
“This is she, who is this?” asked Déjà.
“This is Xavier.”
“Who?”
“Xavier. Your girl Jade gave me your number the other day.”
“Oh, did she? She never mentioned that to me.”
“I told her not to. I wanted to get at you myself?”
“What!” she asked in an irritating tone.
“Calm down, baby, Jade mess with my cousin Jay, so I’ve seen you around the way a few times. I told her to hook a brotha up. She handed me your number, and told me to hook myself up!” he said, laughing.
“That sound like something Jade would do, but how I know you’re not making this up?”
“You just said that sound like something your girl would do!” he said sarcastical y. “But check it, I hear your girl wil be at the Spot tonight. Are you coming?”
“I was, but now I don’t know!” She said, playing hard to get.
“Aw, don’t be like that, baby.”
“I’m not your baby.”
“Oh, but you wil be!” said Xav
ier with confidence.
“Whatever! I’m going to try to get a nap in before I have to get showered and dressed to kil Jade for giving out my number without my permission.”
“Cool, I’l let you catch some z’s. But, I’l see you later, right?”
“Sure. Whatever!” she said with a yawn.
“Don’t be so mean, baby!”
“Why do you insist on cal ing me baby? I’m not your baby. I don’t even know you!”
“You wil , and you’re going to love every minute of it.”
“Real y?”
“Yes, real y!”
“Okay dude! I’m going to sleep now. I’l talk to you later,” she said before hanging up, rol ing over, and fal ing asleep.
*******
Beep…Beep…Beep sounded the alarm clock. Déjà reach over, and hit the snooze button. It was now 6:30pm.
She went over to the closet to find something to wear to the club. She was not too happy about Jade giving a complete stranger her phone number, but was thril ed at the same time. I’m tired of buying batteries for that damn ‘Jack Rabbit’! She thought to herself. Déjà hadn’t had any real dick since Shawn, but that was because she had only been approached by thuggish dudes, and she’d sworn those kinds of men off for good. After trying on damn near every outfit she owned, Déjà final y decided on a black and gold BP cut out dolman sleeve top, a pair of black shiny cinched leggings, and a pair of BP wedges.
Déjà warmed up and ate some left over pasta before hitting the shower. “There’s nothing like drinking on an empty stomach,” she said to herself. As Déjà sat at the table stuffing her face, she thought back to the phone cal she had received earlier from Xavier. The name sounded very familiar, but she couldn’t pin point where she’d heard it. Déjà looked up at the clock, and noticed it was already 7:45. She showered then starting on her hair. She took her ponytail out and went over her thick long black hair with some Golden Hot flat irons, applied her MK makeup, and then got dressed. Déjà checked herself out in the ful length mirror.
“Damn, I have to admit, I’m looking damn good!” she said, adjusting her blouse. The leggings exposed her curves, her hair hung beautiful y down her backside, and her makeup was flawless.
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