“The fuck kind of snake is that?!” Dallas asked.
“I don’t know, but the bitch about to die now. HALEE, don’t move. I’m going to untie you from behind and when I do, you have to slowly untangle your legs from the snake. Ok, look at me. Don’t be scared, the end is near. Just please be calm because we don’t know what kind of snake it is. Don’t panic,” he told me, as he started untangling my hands. I held in my breath as he knelt down and started to undo my feet. I was glad this snake was almost to my lower knee because I was almost sure he would’ve struck our ass. My feet and hands were unbound. Now, I had to focus on unraveling this damn snake from my body. I slowly stood up and to my relief, the snake untangled himself without me doing much of nothing.
“That’s not a dangerous snake Q,” Dallas told him, staring at him.
“I see that now,” he said back to him before picking me up and hugging me.
“How did you find me? However it was, THANK YOU, thank you! I know who did this and I’m ready to make him feel it, but first, I have to make a stop,” I said to them.
“WHO?” they asked me in unison.
“CARTER!” I told them. The look they gave me told me that something was off with Carter.
“What the fuck! I’m going to fucking kill this nigga TONIGHT!” Quis barked.
“Not just yet baby, let’s plot. He don’t deserve to die a simple death. I want to hit him where it hurts,” I said, walking away from what could’ve been my casket.
“Wait, hold the fuck up! How in the hell did you get up with this fuck nigga for him to bring you all the way out here?” Quis stopped and asked me. Dallas kept walking and as soon as he made it to the car, I finally replied.
“As you know, I went to see Miracle yesterday-,” I tried explaining.
“Two days ago,” he said.
“TWO DAYS? I BEEN OUT HERE TWO DAYS?” I asked.
“Yeah, I could’ve came yesterday but I had to figure out where I put the equipment to track you down. If you was wondering how I found you, there is a tracker in your Tiffany and Co bracelet I bought you and don’t ask why. Let’s just be happy that you were found before he could do only God knows what with you. Now, continue,” he told me. I would let him have it for now.
“So, after we had girl talk and she told me some things, we went to find something to wear to the mall and we ran into Carter and some bird he was with. Then, we left and went to Wal-Mart, so Miracle could have food to eat. After we did that, I guess that he followed us because once I pulled in to the gas station and walked in, I saw that my tires were flat. I mean, they were sitting on FLATS baby. All four. While I was looking at them, he pulled up and offered to take me home because he was heading that way. I didn’t think anything of it and, like I told you, I don’t like him anymore, so I agreed. But then, this nigga wanted to eat and he chose Red Lobster. We eating and all that. I get tired and then I end up here,” I told him all in one breath.
“Halee, that nigga had to have drugged you, ma. Plus, where was he headed? That nigga haven’t been fucking with none of us since Nardo gave Justin the crown. So, he hasn’t been that way since all that went down. Though I want to be pissed, I’m just happy to find you alive; let’s get out of here,” he told me, grabbing my hand. I sent up a silent prayer to God thanking him for getting me out of that jam, but also for forgiving me for what I was going to do.
Miracle
Everything was almost back to normal. I hadn’t seen or heard from Halee just yet and I was worried about her. I had just gotten off the phone with Justin and, like always, he knew what to say to me. I was still hurting over the death of my father, but who wouldn’t be? Since I left the repast a few days ago, I had been stuck to my bed, just laying around. I was finally tired of moping around and doing nothing, so I decided to get up and order some furniture for my house. It looked weird as hell without any furniture or anything. I was tired of being down in the dumps, so I figured I would start with this first.
Three and a half hours later, I had found and fell in love with some of the most gorgeous furniture ever. For the living room, I chose a two piece Shiloh white suede sectional. It came with three pillows, one was a burnt orange color, while the other was designed a dark color and white. I loved it. I had two other bedrooms to design. One would be my child’s room and the other a work room, for when I did my school work. I didn’t want to start doing the baby’s room before I knew what I was having, so I skipped that one. I ordered a brand new Apple laptop, a new desk, a printer, shredder, and some more office type things. I was satisfied that everything was coming along. I walked into my room to find some clothes to throw on so that I could go and by some curtains that fit the living room. I also decided that I would stop and grab new plates, cups, and all of that. I knew I would be here for a while, so I wanted to make the best of it. I was in the mood to shop, so that’s what I would be doing today.
Hopping in the shower, I thought about how things would be if my father was here to see my child be born. Yes, I had some more months to go, but that didn’t stop me from wishing that he was here. I always wanted him to walk me down the aisle whenever I chose to get married. “I miss you like crazy already daddy, but I know you would’ve been proud of the woman that I’m becoming if you was here. Save me a spot up there. We love you,” I said, looking up at the ceiling like I could see him. I heard my phone ringing and jumped out of the shower, nearly falling so that I could go answer it. It was a number I wasn’t fond of, so I screened the call. Whoever it was would call back if they truly wanted something. Exactly when I was sticking my foot in the shower so that I could continue what I was doing before I was interrupted, it rung again.
“HELLO?” I snapped with an attitude.
“Bitch, shut up, answering like someone is bothering you; we both know that your ass is lonely,” none other than Halee’s voice said.
“HALEE? Woman, you have some nerve to go missing in action like that on me, then want to talk. What the hell you want? I’m mad at you!” I said, snapping at her. I really was; she wasn’t there at the funeral and didn’t anyone know where the hell she was.
“Man, come open the door, so I can tell you. You know you missed me, just like I missed your rude ass,” she said. I hung up and started taking my time, until she started lying on my doorbell like the fucking police. I walked downstairs with my towel wrapped around my shoulders. “What can I help you wi-” I said. I wanted to knock the hell out of her ass.
“You missed me boo?” Dallas had the nerve to ask me.
“Halee, what in the fuck you got going on; why did you bring him, of all people, here?” I snapped.
“Listen, we need to talk and Justin is on his way over here too. There is some shit you need to know,” she snapped back at me.
“Uh, no ma’am, this has to wait another time because I was on my way out when you called,” I told her. I wasn’t in the mood to be fucking with them right now, then she disappeared on the day that my father was to be buried. What the hell is going on? I asked myself. “Look, I don’t need any more bad news. Just, please leave and take his ass with you! Hey brother, how are you doing?” I said, directing my attention to Quis. Yes, I was being petty as hell, but I didn’t give any fucks because like I said, he chose who he wanted. So, I didn’t see a reason for him to be standing in my home.
“You know what, aight, let’s let her have her little moment, but when shit blow up, don’t say nobody ain’t try to tell your stubborn ass!” Dallas said, shaking his head at me while walking to the door.
“Fuck you! Why the fuck are you here anyways? You need to be with your fucking family; I don’t need you here. Matter of fact, you can step! Fuck you came over here for anyways?!” I snapped at him.
“Now, I know y’all ain’t fucking with each other right now, but y’all need to leave the bullshit where it’s at. We came to talk to you, but you and Dallas need to handle this beef. Come on baby, we out. Text me Miracle. Love you,” Halee said, walking out with Quis behind
her, shaking his head. Once they left, Dallas and I was staring one another down. I must admit, he looked good as hell and it caused my juices to come running down, but I had to stick to my guns. I wasn’t ready to fuck with him. I turned away and tried walking to my room before he grabbed my arm.
“Yo, you need to chill out with the fuck shit. Foreal,” he said, staring at me.
“Don’t put your fucking hands on me, Dallas. I will splatter your fucking brains out in this bitch and I ain’t fucking playing,” I said, snatching my arm away from him.
“You would really kill me up in this bitch M? What’s happening to you? You’re changing and you don’t even see the shit,” he told me. Tears burned my eyes, but I refused to cry in front of his ass. “I know you’re going through a lot, but we are better than this. I know you’re mad as well, so sit ya ass down and let me explain this shit to you,” he said, softening his voice. I continued on to my room and plopped down on the bed.
“Ok, you want to talk, then talk. Because I really ain’t feeling your ass right now and you got five minutes, so make the shit count!” I said, snapping at him.
“Why are you being bitter? You mad about a child I didn’t even know I had until I saw him for myself. I wanted to tell your ass, but I knew you would explode like you’re doing. I didn’t know I had a child because the bitch didn’t tell me. I love you and only you, and I don’t want anything stopping us from being what I know we are destined to be,” he said.
“Oh, that’s what you say. If you want this shit, then keep it real with me and don’t half ass it because I don’t have time for it,” I told him, turning my head away. He grabbed my face and stared me in my eyes. I felt like he was looking at my soul.
“I don’t want to hurt you, shit, I want to be everything that you need and you won’t let me. I must admit, I was playing in the beginning, but a nigga on some different shit and I need you to let me be there for you. I don’t want her; granted, she does have my child. A blind man could see he is mine and I’ve missed half of his life, so I refuse to miss anymore. I just need you to stick with me; ride with me, ma. Stop running from what you know we both want. I’m not out to hurt you. I just want your heart. I want to show you every nigga ain’t alike. I’m a different breed,” he said. This time, I couldn’t control the tears as they burned my eyes, falling down my face.
“If you love me, why would you sleep with her? Why would you do that; how could you do that?” I asked him.
“I fucked up, Ma. I’m not perfect. Just give a nigga the chance he deserves. I know I fucked up.”
“You don’t know how it felt to see you lying in this bitch bed like I didn’t even exist. She Facetimed me off your phone Dallas and don’t deny it because I saw it with my own two eyes. You say you want this, then you have to quit fucking up. It isn’t about us anymore. It’s deeper than that,” I said, dropping my head.
“I know, I’m sorry, and I swear it’ll never happen again. She knows my heart is with you; that’s why she do the shit she do. I know I gave her ammunition to, but like I said, that’ll never happen again, and what do you mean it’s deeper than us?” He gave me a questioning look.
“Dallas, I’m pregnant,” I said, crying. The smile he gave me made me feel damn good. But, I was still hurt.
“You pregnant ma? You about to have a nigga baby?” he asked, smiling all wide and shit.
“Yes. That’s why I need to know. It’s either me or her, but you just can’t have us both. I refuse.”
“It’ll always be you and my child. Now, stand that ass up and give daddy a kiss. It’s just us until this muthafucker BLOW.” I stood up and kissed his lips and that feeling came right back. My pussy was wet and I could feel it seeping through my panties and pajamas. I was just that wet. I was in a drought, so this shit was needed. No words needed to be spoken as I lifted my shirt, exposing my breasts that was sitting lovely in my Victoria Secret bra. He grabbed at them and I felt slight pain, but it was a good pain. I slipped out of my jeans and stood there staring at him, while he slowly slid out of his clothes.
“I love you, ma, and I’ll never fuck up on y’all again, I swear,” he said between kisses. I laid back on the bed and anticipated what I already knew was to happen. He climbed on the bed and was on his knees, so I knew he was about to give me a fierce tongue lashing.
“Oh shit, Dallas, baby,” I panted, trying to scoot back.
“NA, bring that ass here and get this shit. I wanna taste all your wetness bae.” He grabbed my legs and placed them damn near behind my head. I felt his tongue on my anus, sliding up to my clit.
“Sssss, shit,” I moaned out.
“Damn, this pussy taste good as fuck. I missed this shit,” he grunted at me. Latching onto my clit, he started flickering his tongue back and forth on it and, I swear, I felt like I was on that flight to heaven.
“YESSSS, yes baby, eat this pussy baby. Eat your pussy!” I screamed out. I felt my orgasm coming on, but I held it back. I felt like he was taking me to a whole different planet. It was just that good. “Ffffffuuuuck! Dallas, I’m about to cum baby! Ohhhhh shit!!! Fuckkkkkk! I’m cumming back! Shit! I’m coming! Dallas! Fuck!” I yelled out! I knew if someone was walking down the street, they were sure to hear my ass. I was screaming like someone was killing my ass. Before I knew it, I was squirting like a loose water hose. I told y’all I was backed up. I wanted nothing more than to take my ass to sleep, but I knew it wasn’t happening. He sat up and wiped his mouth before sliding into me. “Ssss! SHIT!” I moaned out. He was hitting spots I didn’t know was there.
“This my pussy, you hear me?!” he barked. I couldn’t say anything and that cause him to speed up the pace.
“Yes baby, SHIT! Yes, I hear you! It’s your pussy baby! Do what you want with it!” I yelled out.
“Shit, this shit good as fuck; turn that ass over for me!” he ordered.
“Nah nigga, lay on your back!” I shot back at him. He didn’t say a word as we switched positions. His dick was in the air like a damn flag pole. I squatted down on his dick with my back to him.
“Gahdamnnn, Miracle! Ride daddy dick!” he grunted. I did exactly what he told me to. I was up and down his dick like I was jumping on a pogo stick.
“Shit! Shit. Yessss, oh yesssss,” I moaned out. I knew that I was supposed to be taking over, but I was weak as fuck on the dick. Without completely getting up, I spun around with his dick still inside of me. I reached down and grabbed my ankles, staring him in his eyes. The fuck faces he gave me let me know I was doing the damn thing. “Now, who dick this is nigga?” I said, asking him the same question he asked me. His eyes were in the back of his head and he didn’t have to say anything I didn’t already know. It was mine. Wasn’t no mistaking it.
“Fuck!” he barked, flipping positions with me. I was now on my hands and knees, getting the best dick punishment I had ever had.
“Fuck baby! Ummmmm, yeaaaaa! Fuck me!” I cried out. I felt orgasm number three coming on and before I could warn him, I started wetting the bed.
“FUUUUCK!” he yelled out as I felt him letting loose his kids in me. I knew if I wasn’t already pregnant, I probably would’ve just gotten pregnant, with twins. He fell to the side of me and laid there. We both stared at the ceiling trying to catch our breath.
“Damn bae, that shit was bomb. Intense as fuck! You gone make me catch a body with that shit you carrying around down there,” he told me, nuzzling with my neck.
“Yeah, I know,” I said, mimicking Nicki Minaj’s voice. We laid there for ten minutes before we both ended up drifting off to sleep, wrapped up in each other’s arms while lying in our love sweat.
Halee
I wanted so badly to tell Miracle about what was going on, but I knew that it would hurt her. So, after sitting down and talking to the guys, we decided that it would be for the best if she didn’t know what was going on right now. Just thinking about that shit had me ready to go catch a body, like my girl Dej Loaf said. I’m serious though. I couldn’t th
ink of how that shit would’ve been had Quis and Dallas not have come when they did. Then, on top of that, this nigga had my fucking phone, sending messages to people posing as me. I would’ve never thought that he was that type of person, but I guess you really never know someone until shit gets real. I erased that shit out of my mind and said a silent prayer for thanking the man above for getting me out of that situation.
I stepped out of Quis’ bed and headed for the shower. He was out handling business, so I decided to head out and spend time alone for today. I wanted to be around Miracle, but I knew I couldn’t without telling her everything from A to Z. It’s not easy to tell your best friend that her brother tried to kidnap you. Stepping out of the shower, I plugged in my straightener. Ever since I had the bob, my hair was growing fast as hell and I wasn’t complaining about it. I walked into the room and started looking through the closet to find myself something to wear. Quis always made sure that I had clothes over here and I was glad that I took him up on that offer, otherwise, I would have to make a trip for something to wear. I wouldn’t be caught dead in something I’ve worn the day before. Deciding on a pair of Miss Me jeans and a PINK shirt, I stepped into my AF1’s and headed back to the bathroom to start on my hair.
“I need to go get this mess clipped and done,” I mumbled to myself. I heard Quis’ ringtone going off on my phone and I ran to answer it. “Hello?”
“What’s up ma, you awake now?” he asked me.
“Yes, I was tired as hell; all I heard was you telling me you were headed to handle some business.”
“Yeah, the dick had ya ass slumped, that’s all. What you got planned for today?”
“I was just getting ready to leave your place. But I’m going to pamper myself and do a little shopping. I miss you already, so you know its mandatory that I see your ass!” I said, smiling into the phone like he could see me. This nigga really had me gone. I could’ve never pictured things to be how they were now. But, I’m happy that it has happened. Thank God for whoever was shooting that night. Fate was definitely on our side. I’m convinced that I met my man of my dreams.
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