by Lucinda John
“Maleek, Ramsey.” I said to my brother promoting them to open up the briefcase each of them held that contained perfectly stacked bills.
“I love to see that green.” Nano beamed.
“Roll up one nigga.” Ramsey said.
“Slow down firecracker.” he said producing three pre-rolled blunt.
I declined the blunt and allowed my brothers to test smoke the weed. No matter how much we deal with these Jamaicans, I always kept a clear mind. I never drunk nor drunk when I was out on business trip.
“How is it burning?” I asked Maleek.
“This shit fye.” he replied with low red eyes.
The weed had to be some good shit, if he was already high only after taking a few puffs. Nodding my head, I waiting for Nano’s men to load up the boat and put it back together before handing him over the money. My sharp shooting security team loaded the boat to guard my product. The lives of their family were on the line if anything was to happen to my shit, so I know I’d be good to enjoy one more day of Jamaica more on a personal level.
“You tryna head to the strip club like we always do?” Ramsey asked.
“Nah I’m tryna head to the club where the girls at.” I replied.
“I figured you would.” he laughed.
When we made it to the smoke filled club the DJ was spinning Charly Black, Jamaican Everyday. All the women were winding their hips to the beat while the males were in the building waving their flags around in the air repping hard for their country. I made my way through the crowd in search of the girls, and when I found them standing in a private VIP section dancing as if they were in the Dance Hall Queen movie I started seeing red. Tiny’s dumb ass decided to go against my wishes and wear the outfit I told her ass to change. To make matters worse she had niggas standing around her cheering her on. The shit she was doing was very disrespectful.
“Calm down.” Maleek tried to reason when he saw me reaching for my gun.
“Mind your fucking business!” I snapped.
Making my over to Tiny’s hard- headed ass, I had to regulate my breathing to stop myself from shooting the nigga that was trying to get close to her.
“Step away unless you want to die right here.” I whispered in the guy’s ear with my gun pressed to the side of his head. His eyes widen in fear, and he raised his hand high in the air while slowly walking away. When he was gon’ I placed the gun back in the small of my back and snatched Tiny ass up.
“What the fuck Mayhem!” she screamed.
“Shut the fuck up!” I yelled as I carried her ass out the club.
“What the fuck is wrong with you.” I yelled shaking her little ass.
“I… I didn’t think nothing was wrong with my outfit.” she replied.
“When you were winding I saw all up your ass! That’s not how I want my bitch to represent me in the fucking club. You ain’t gotta show off your ass and titties to be sexy!” I yelled pushing her in the back of the car.
She sat there chewing on her nails as I fussed at her for being so damn dumb. Tiny was still holding on to some of her hoodrat ways and I wasn’t liking that shit at all. I needed her to 360 her fucking way or I would be on her ass like white on rice. When we made it back to the room she sat there as if she was glued to the seat.
“Get the fuck out the car man!” I yelled.
When she didn’t move I walked to the other side of the door and pulled her out and threw her over my shoulders. Tourist was looking at me all crazy some of them even snapped a few pictures, but I wasn’t stunting them at the moment. My beef was with Tiny and this fucking outfit she had on.
The moment the hotel door closed I was tearing the material of her skimpy outfit from her body. She stood there with tears in her eyes as I shredded the outfit until it was completely destroyed. I then went to her bag in search of any more outfits like the one she had on.
“When we get home we cleaning out that damn closet!” I snapped.
She didn’t respond she just stood there with fear written all over her face. I had no sympathy for the tears that ran down her beautiful face. She had to understand that I meant every word I said, if I told her to do something I expected her to do it. She was the main one complaining about everyone judging her based off her past but then she turns around and dress like a fucking slut.
I grabbed a few blunts and a bottle of Brandy and left her ass standing there. I needed to ease my mind before I slipped up and laid hands on her simple ass. I couldn’t believe she would have the nerves to disrespect me like that, I had to remind myself that our relationship was new and there was still a lot for her to learn while dealing with a nigga of my caliber.
The next morning, I woke up to an empty bed. My head was killing me since I decided to get all the way faded by smoking three blunts and drinking the whole bottle of the brown liquor. I was rolling real nice last night and now I was paying for that shit.
I took a piss, washed my hands and went to go look for Tiny. After searching all the guest bedrooms, I walked in the living room and found her sleeping in the same spot I left her standing in last night. I didn’t mean to snap and scare her but I had to make sure my point was getting across. This had to be a lesson she had to learn, if she would have pulled that shit back in the states then nigga would have been looking at me sideways for letting my bitch step out without me the way she did.
Bending down, I lifted her up and carried her to the bed. Pulling her legs apart, I buried my head between her legs and ate her pussy until she was fully up from her sleep and coming all over the place.
“Ohhhh daddy I’m sooo sorry!” she moaned as she filled my mouth with her sweet juices.
“Get on this dick and show me how sorry you are.” I said laying on my back.
“Ooooooohhhh!!” she cried out as she slid on my dick.
She placed her feet firmly on the mattress and bounced up and down on my dick.
“FUUUUUUUUK” I moaned feeling her wetness drip down my balls.
Tiny was riding me so good that I forgot what I was mad about. Her pussy was crazy good that I’d blow a nigga brains out behind her ass. She had that, put a baby in her so you can lock her down for life type pussy.
Grabbing her waist, I fucked her back in attempt to regain my composure. I hated coming before she did so I was on a mission. I had that pussy talking to me when I flipped her over and started digging deep in her from the back. The sight of her fat ass bouncing up against my dick and a nigga weak as fuck. I had to think about business meetings, sports, food, anything that would keep my mind off this good pussy Tiny was throwing back at me. When she finally started shivering and shaking, I fucked her until my dick sprayed her insides with my cum.
“Damn girl.” I huffed smacking her on the ass.
“We good now?” she asked.
“Yes bae we good, but on the real tho’ I flipped out because that’s not how my woman is supposed to dress especially when I’m not around. Niggas will try you on some fuck shit, and I ain’t tryna catch no unnecessary bodies.” I lectured.
“I hear you baby.”
“Now go get dress so we can meet everyone for breakfast.”
“Yesss daddy.” she purred causing my dick to twitch.
She headed to the bathroom to handle her hygiene while I pulled out my business phone to check emails. In total I had three phones; one for my legal businesses, one to trap, and the other for my personal calls. I was so wrapped up in doing shit the right way this time around, jail wasn’t a place for a nigga like me.
“OH MY FUCKING GOODNESS!!” Tiny yelled causing me to smile.
While I was servicing her I placed on her ring finger a 18k heart shaped diamond ring that had the initials M and T on it. Inside I had the phrase When bae’s a boss… engraved so she would never forget what type of nigga she was dealing with.
“What is this for?” she asked making herself visible .
“It’s a bae ring.” I replied.
“What’s a bae ring?”
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nbsp; “A G version of a promise ring. This is ring one the three rings you’ll get from me. This ring means you’re bae for now, but if you play your card right you’ll be my fiancé and eventually my wife.” I explained to her.
“Thank you baby.” She squealed jumping up and down. I knew shit between us was moving fast but that shit felt right. I ain’t never felt so sure like when I was Tiny. I didn’t even have this sure feeling when I was with Macy. This was the type of feeling my father talked about, the feeling he told me to hold on to and never let go. The feeling that would finally make me a man, instead of a little boy who settled.
“OH SHIT!” I groaned as Tiny got on her knees and began servicing me.
Emma
Since the previous dinner with Mayhem’s mom didn’t go as plan, today me and Tiny was meeting her for lunch. I had already went through Jane’s interrogation, but I decided to be there to support Tiny. I knew first- hand how Jane could get when it came to her boys and I also knew how nasty Tiny mouth could get when she felt disrespected so me being there was a necessity .
“You’re dressed in your uniform?” Jane asked eyeing.
“Yes I have to head to work after this.” I replied.
“Understandable.”
“Tiny what do you do for a living?” Jane asked her.
“I work for Mayhem, but I’m also in school.” Tiny replied.
“Work for Mayhem? How?” Jane propped.
“I’m his assistant for his night club.”
“I see. Mayhem mentioned that you can’t cook, we have to work on that, my son is big and he loves to eat.” She laughed.
“Anywho, I can conduct a few cooking classes personally for you.” she offered.
“I would appreciate that, thank you.” Tiny replied causing me to sigh a breath of relief, I really thought she was going to snap on Jane for coming at her like that.
“What are your intentions with my son? I did my research on you and I know you have quite a reputation.” Jane said.
“My past is all messed up because I had no choice but to do what I had to do in order to survive, but now I’m just doing things the right way. I love Mayhem because he came in my life when I was at my low and showed me he cared no matter now dirty I was. He dusted me off and with each passing day I’m seeing the shine in myself. I mean I am not perfect and there is still a lot of my ways that need to be changed; however, I don’t have any ill intentions when it comes to your son, it’s all love on my end.” Tiny replied causing me to look at her in a different level. My once crazy friend was now a matured woman.
“You love my son?” Jane asked.
“Yes I do.”
“Is he aware of you loving him?”
“No, but I will make him aware soon.” Tiny replied.
“I like you two. You ladies somewhat remind me of myself in my younger days.”Jane said. “I see why my son’s chose you two, but like I told Joie, I will not hesitate to pull Bookie out on y’all asses.” she said patting her bag.
“Another thing Tiny, don’t let Macy knock you off your square and don’t feel bad for sleeping with Mayhem either. She was been doing her, I know it and I think Mayhem knows it too but he don’t care, that’s how you really know he’s over that trick.”
“Thanks for telling me that, but Macy doesn’t scare me at all. Trust me.” My friend replied.
“I’m sorry to cut this lunch date short, but I have to head to work.” I said grabbing my bag. I placed a few bills on the table to cover lunch before saying my goodbye’s.
Two hours into work and it felt like my day was never going to end. I’ve seen everything from a broken arm, down to bullet wounds. I entered my field because I wanted to help save people without being a nurse or doctor. I’ve always had a crush for firemen, but my obsession got real when I started studying the art of being a paramedic. Some days on the jobs are stressful especially when you have to respond to a call regarding someone who died at the scene and some days were good where I got to help deliver beautiful babies.
“What are you over there daydreaming about?” My partner asked as we made our way out of the hospital, we had just dropped off butcher who accidently sliced half of his finger off.
“The end of my shift.” I chuckled.
“You can say that again.”
“Emma?” Someone called my eyes out causing me to look back.
“Hey girl.” I greeted the nurse I’ve grew to know due to the varies drop offs we do in the ER.
“I wanted to talk to you about something private.”
“Ok.” I said walking over to her.
“Do you know Ramsey?” she asked causing my heart rate to speed up.
“Yes, that’s my man.” I replied.
“Oh really?” she asked with the roll of her eyes.
She didn’t have to finish for me to see where the conversation was heading.
“What’s up what did you want to talk about?” I asked her.
“I slept with him.” she said knocking the wind out of my body.
“You did what?”
“We slept together, but that was before I knew he was your man. See he came up to the hospital demanding I help him get a paternity test on a baby who he supposedly believe wasn’t his. Any who one thing led to another, and we were at the motel room up the streets fucking like old time lovers. It wasn’t until the end of my shift that I saw you tow hugged up that I figured I should talk to you about it.” she said bringing me back to the day I ran into Ramsey at the hospital. He fed me some lie about him being there with his homeboy, but now the cat was finally out that bag.
“Thank you for the info.” I said turning to walk off.
“That nigga is no good, he just fucked and changed his number on me. Girl do yourself a favor and save you the headache.” she said before walking away.
Everything she said was the truth, a few days after the hospital incident he changed his number claiming his ex was starting to stalk him. This nigga stood and lied in my face not once but twice now I was heated. My blood boil due to my anger as my heart began to ache because of the pain.
I bust the windows out your car
And no it didn't mend my broken heart….
Jasmine Sullivan blasted through the stereo of my car as she amped me up to do exactly what she did in this song. In record time I was pulling into the parking garage of The Godfrey Brother’s office building. I spoke to him early, and he told me he was going to be in his office finishing the final details for his trucking company.
Pulling up next to Maserati, I made sure the song was on repeat and blasted it as loud as my volume would go. Popping my trunk I retrieve my steel bat and went to work on his car. With tears pouring from my eyes, I busted the windows out of his car. With each swing of the bat something shattered imaging it was Ramsey’s face that I was beating to a pulp. When his car was nice and damaged, I flatten all his tired and grabbed a black permanent market and left the dog a nice message that read, I bust the windows out your car! Emma. I didn’t care that I self-incriminated myself by writing my name, but he had to know I was the one behind the damage. I wasn’t worried about Ramsey calling the cops on me because I knew how he felt about them. Satisfied with my handy work, I tore his key from my key ring and threw it next to his now damaged car.
Tiny and I were talking about the events that took place as she helped me changed my locks. I knew it was only a matter of time before Ramsey saw the damages and headed my way. I blocked him from contacting me, I was really done with his ass, or at least I thought I was.
“I can’t believe you fucked up his car.” Tiny said once we were done installing my new locks.
“Well I should have busted him upside his face.” I snarled.
“Are you really done with him?” Tiny asked.
I was fine until she asked me that question. The tears started to pour from my eyes causing me to choke on my words. I loved Ramsey so much and to be honest I wasn’t sure if I could end things like I planned out in my hea
d. I didn’t want to be some dumb bitch who man cheated on her, but I also still loved Ramsey very much.
“Oh don’t cry Emma, I’m here and we’re going to figure it out.” Tiny said wrapping her arms around me.
“How could he do this to me?” I cried.
“I don’t know men are stupid like that.”
“What am I doing wrong?” I sobbed.
“Nothing, it’s not you it’s his dumb ass.” Tiny replied while rocking me back and forth.
In silent I shed tears as I thought back on Ramsey and I relationship. For the most part things were good between us, I never suspected him of cheating because he never gave me a reason to. This nigga really had me fooled had me thinking I was his one and only.