by Lucinda John
Chapter 21
Tommy
“Why you couldn’t settle down with me?” KiKi asked licking her lips.
“Man, KiKi, it ain’t even like that. You know me and Shantika got history,” I replied adjusting my hat.
“We got history too,” she replied taking a seat on my lap.
“I know, but that’s different.”
“How?” she asked.
“It’s your birthday and I’m here at your party chilling. So why you tryna bring up other shit,” I said dismissing the conversation.
“You right, take a picture with the birthday girl.” She said pulling out her pink bejeweled selfie stick.
“Do you,” I said semi posing for the picture.
“Let’s dance.” KiKi pulled me to the dance floor
I watched KiKi’s ass jiggle in the short white bandage dress she was wearing. The six-inch pumps in on her feet made her legs look sexy as fuck. I could have made KiKi my main lady, but she was too open. She was the type of bitch that didn’t mind sharing the dick if she could dip out and sample dick from other niggas. I wasn’t on that open relationship type shit, so we decided to just fuck from time to time.
KiKi had me pinned up against the wall with her ass bouncing on my dick. The way she was shaking that shit to Cristol’s All Up and Thru There, song had a nigga ready to launch the missile that was in my pants. Grabbing her ass, I pressed it on my dick and allowed her to do the damn thing.
I was about to pull KiKi in the bathroom for a quick nut until I saw Geek on the phone having a heated conversation. Walking over to my brother I stood there and waited for him to finish his argument with what I assumed was with Karrueche. When he hung up the phone, he punched a big hole in the wall and knocked a few chairs over.
“Bruh you good?” I asked.
“Nah bruh somebody burned our shit down.”
“What you mean?”
“They burned the lab and all the traps,” he said walking towards the exit of the club.
“Let’s go check the safe house,” I said following behind him.
When we got to the safe house it was still standing. Breathing a sigh of relief, we pulled into the driveway and decided to further inspect inside.
“Oh, shit!” I yelled as soon as I turned on the light.
On the wall in blood were the words ‘Never bite the hand that feed you’ along with dead bodies of our workers. Majority of them were armless with the remaining of their hands scattered on the floor.
“This is some sick shit,” Geek said shaking his head.
“Who you think is behind this shit?” I asked.
“Bruh you already know who. You think that nigga was just going to accept us cutting him off. He came back at us and hard too,” Geek replied.
“So, what do you want to do?” I asked.
“Fuck that nigga. I say we rebuild our shit and go harder!”
“That’s what the fuck I’m talking about,” I replied giving my brother a handshake.
After calling the cleanup crew and having them remove the bodies, we dug up all of our money that we had hidden in the house and decided to relocate to one of my rental houses that was outside of Miami. When we were finally able to find new locations for new traps and round up the rest of the niggas we had left on the team, Geek and I decided to go in the lab and put in overtime. I knew this was going to be a long night for us, so I called Shantika and told her not to expect me. Of course, she bitched and moaned, but she understood.
“What are we going do if that nigga tries to get back at us?” I asked bottling the pills that Geek had already made.
“We going to clap back at his ass.”
“You know that nigga hard to reach. He got an army of niggas ready to go to war for his ass,” I replied.
“That nigga bleed just like us. It’s going to be hard, but we’ll figure it out. For now, let’s get this shit done before Karrueche starts blowing my ass up.”
“Already,” I replied getting back to work.
It was almost nine in the morning when we finally filled our last pill container. I was so tired that I couldn’t really drive, but I managed to get us home safely. When I walked in the house, Shantika was dressed in a robe cooking breakfast.
“Hey baby you look tired,” she said walking up to me.
“I am,” I replied as I leaned against the wall.
“Well, let mommy take care of you. Go lay down boo I got you,” she winked before smacking my ass.
“Chill out,” I chuckled making my way to our bedroom.
I was finally able to get Shantika to move in with me. Even though she still held onto her apartment, she spent every night in our bed. I was going to make her ass get rid of that place soon. I just wanted to work on gaining all her trust back first.
The moment my body touched the satin silk sheets, my eyes became lazy and it was lights out for me.
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“How long have I been sleep?” I asked Shantika as soon as I woke up.
“Damn near the whole day.” She laughed. “It’s almost seven now.”
“I was dog tired man.”
“I see. Well I ate breakfast and lunch alone, so I know you about to join me for dinner.”
“Of course, a nigga hungry, where we going?” I asked.
“Don’t play me like that, Tommy, I cooked.”
“Oh, shit! Let me jump in the shower real quick.”
Once I was done handling my hygiene, I followed my nose to the kitchen where Tika sexy ass was bent over pulling something out the oven.
“Don’t be bending over like that unless you want me to put something in ya,” I teased.
“Maybe I want something in me,” she winked.
“Fuck it, bend that ass over again then.”
“Shut up, Tommy, and let’s eat before this food get cold.”
I sat at the table and Tika sat a plate of roasted chicken, fried wings, sweet potatoes, string beans, corn on the cob, lasagna, and garlic rolls in front of me.
“Damn baby you did your man right,” I said before digging in.
“A meal fit for my king,” she replied kissing me on my neck.
“You ain’t finna sit down and eat with me?”
“Yeah, I’m about to make me a grilled chicken salad.”
“You cooked all this food and you about to eat a damn salad?” I asked looking at her crazy.
“I’ve gained a lot of weight,” she said pulling her belly. “I barely can fit my clothes. That’s why I’m always walking around here naked,” she sighed.
“Hell I don’t mind you walking around naked. I ain’t complaining about your weight, so what you tripping for? Man come sit on daddy lap and let me feed you,” I said pulling her on my lap.
I filled the fork with food and placed it in her mouth. I watched as she chewed and swallowed, then fed her another fork filled with food.
“If I get overweight you better not leave me either,” she giggled grabbing the food out of my hand and going ham.
“I won’t baby I promise. This that forever type love, ain’t shit can make me change the way I feel about you off rip.”
“Not even if I had one arm and one leg?” she asked.
“Not even if they stopped making weave and make-up, forcing you to look your natural ugly self,” I laughed.
“Shut up before I put my pussy in your mouth.”
“I like that threat.” I smirked pulling on her nipples.
“Mmh stop playing,” she moaned.
“I ain’t playing,” I whispered as I sat her on the table.
Pushing the plate of food to the side, I laid her down as if she was my meal and started feasting. She tightly wrapped her legs around my neck and pulled me in. As if I was in a pie-eating contest, I lifted my hands above my head and ate that shit with so much passion she started cumming and crying at the same damn time.
“Damn daddy I’m weak,” she moaned trying to catch her breath.
“I ain’t done with yo
u yet,” I replied pulling off my basketball shorts and plunging deep in her ocean.
Chapter 22
Shantika
“Mrs. Knight, you wanted to see me?” I asked walking into the bank’s president’s office.
“Yes, Shantika, have a seat.” She pointed towards one of her plush chairs that decorated her office.
“I wanted to start by saying you are doing a wonderful job here and to show my appreciation, I want to give you this,” she said handing me an envelope.
I didn’t want to be rude and open it in front of her, so I placed it in my brief case.
“Thank you, Mrs. Knight. This is my passion and I love doing my job.”
“About your job, the Wells Fargo branch in Fort Myers is looking for a vice president and I recommended you before they posted the job. With all your qualifications and superb recognitions, the job is yours if you’re willing to relocate,” she said. “Don’t worry, they provided you with a company car, house, and an advance of five thousand dollars to get you settled. You don’t have to answer me now, sleep on it. You have until the end of this month to decide,” she replied with a wink.
“Thank you for this opportunity,” I replied.
“No thank you for being a black woman on her shit. It’s nice to see more people of our color in the corporate world,” she smiled.
“I will definitely get back to you.”
“Great, you can take the rest of the week off. Cami is training for your position if you decide to go, so she will be taking over for you.”
“Thank you again, Mrs. Knight.”
“Don’t mention it. Enjoy your time off.”
“I will,” I replied grabbing my briefcase and heading to my car.
I sat in my car for a few minutes and cried tears of joy. I was finally doing exactly what I wanted with my career and that couldn’t make me happier. Taking this job would increase my five-figure salary to a six figure one. The only thing that stopped me from saying yes in Mrs. Knight’s office was love. I was so in love with Tommy that it pained me to have to leave him. If I could have it my way, then we both would relocate, but he loved his brother too much to up and leave him.
I didn’t feel like going home and facing Tommy yet with my situation, so I decided to grab Italian take out and head over to Karrueche’s house. When I got there, Geek’s car was missing causing me to perk up. I was looking forward to having girl talk with just Karrueche without Geek lurking around.
“You brought food.” Karrueche smiled as she opened the door.
“Yes, fat ass, I did,” I replied handing her the containers. “Where are the girls?” I asked noticing the house was quiet.
“They went out with Geek and Tommy.” She shrugged tearing through the bag that held the food.
“Slow down fat mama. How far along are you now?” I asked rubbing her very round belly.
“I’m five months, but I look like I’m about to have this baby any day now. His stubborn butt don’t want to stay in, so they have me on bed rest.”
“Oh no. What about school?” I asked.
“I was able to get into the early exit program. I’m doing my work online and if I finish all my credits, I can graduate a year early.
“Congrats love, I know your smart ass gonna knock them shit out. You’re a fucking book worm.”
“Looks who talking, Ms. I Got Me Three Degrees,” she joked.
“Well, yeah you know.” I laughed. “Speaking of accomplishments, I got a job offer to be vice president of the branch.”
“That’s great!” Karrueche cheered.
“No, it’s not.”
“Why not?” she asked with a puzzled look on her face.
“The job is in Fort. Myers.”
“Yikes,” she replied while looking up at me. “What are you going to do?”
“I don’t know. I’m going to talk to Tommy about it first, especially since I missed my period.”
Without replying, Karrueche got up and walked to the garage. A few minutes later, she came back with a pregnancy test and handed it to me. I know she was waiting for me to take it now, but I decided to stuff it in my purse and do it in the privacy of my own home.
“You know Tommy is not going to let you leave if you’re pregnant with his baby right?”
“Yeah, I know. This is a once in a life time opportunity, I would hate to have to miss out on it,” I sighed.
“Just pray about it. God will lead you down the right path.”
Just as I was about to reply, my phone notifications started to beep. Using my thumbprint to unlock my phone, I went to the Instagram app, which is where the notification was and tapped on it. Clicking on the notification, I saw that I was tagged in a picture, so I clicked on it
In the picture Tommy was causally sitting with a girl in his lap. The caption read ‘When he’s wit you he’s wishin it was me. You might be where he’s at but I’m where He wanna be (Baby Baby!)’
I ain’t gonna lie those shots that were fired hurt, but I wasn’t going to show it. I handed Karrueche the phone who read everything with wide eyes.
“What are you going to do?” she asked.
“I’m about to read that hoe like a Shan Presents book,” I replied grabbing my phone to respond to her post.
“Nah not a Shan Presents boo,” she laughed. “Which one?”
“I’m about to ‘Treat Me Like Somebody’ part two on her ass,” I replied typing so fast that my thumb started to hurt.
Impressed with the way I handled the situation, I said my goodbye’s to Karrueche and headed home. I warned Tommy about fucking with me, but he thought it was a joke. Yes I loved him with all my heart, but I was too grown to have a fuck nigga fiddle with my heart.
When I made it home, Tommy’s ass wasn’t there nor was he answering his phone. Fed up, I grabbed my bag and started packing my stuff. Thank God I kept my apartment for emergency purposes. When my women’s intuition told me not to get rid of the place, I listened and I’m glad I did.
I wasn’t really a smoker, but fucking with Tommy’s bitch ass had me on edge. That hoe KiKi kept responding, but I told the bitch that a queen never steps down from her throne to address a peasant and kept it moving. I wasn’t about to have an Instagram war with this bitch. If she was really about that life she could come see me.
After my third blunt, Tommy decided to bring his raggedy ass in the house. I had Khia’s Don’t Trust No Nigga, bumping encouraging me to fuck Tommy’s ass up then leave. The moment he entered the room, the crystal lamp went flying at his head.
“What the fuck, Tika man!” he yelled dodging the lamp.
“What the fuck, Tika?” I mocked. “I should be saying what the fuck, Tommy?!” I yelled.
“What bullshit you on today?” he asked.
“The same bullshit that came my way while I was chilling. Why the fuck do you insist on trying me?” I asked wrapping my hair up in a bun.
“What the fuck is your crazy ass talking about?”
“I’m talking about KiKi and why the fuck she’s in my DM’s spitting fly shit. Most importantly, I want to know why you had that hoe sitting in your lap looking all cozy and shit?”
“That wasn’t nothing man. I just went to wish her a happy birthday. She cool peoples.”
“Whatever,” I said grabbing my bags.
“Where the fuck are you going?” he asked getting in my personal space.
“Away from your lying, cheating ass. You and your brother are the same two no good ass niggas that ain’t never gonna change. I just wish Karrueche would wake the fuck up like I just did!” I yelled in his face.
“Fuck all that shit you talking!” he said tossing me on the bed.
Typical Tommy who thought head could fix everything. The only reason I laid there and allowed him to take advantage of me is because I needed the release. Plus, I wanted to savor being touched one last time by the man I loved.
As we came together, tears began to trickle down my face. For the second time, I was wa
lking out of the life of the man who held my heart hostage. The first time I left I was sick for months, now I had to resort back to the no eating, sleepless nights, and tear stained pillows. Why couldn’t he just get it together? Why was it so hard for these nigga to commit?
Hearing Tommy snores, I snuck out of the bed and into the bathroom. I had the urge to pee, so I quickly grabbed the test out of my purse and peed on the stick. While I waited for the results, I slipped back into the room and grabbed some clothes to put on. After I was dressed, I grabbed my bags, and ran out of the door, to my car, and sped down the block.
“FUCK!” I banged my hand against the steering wheel once I realized that I left the test on the counter.
I went home and loaded all of my clothes, shoes, and valuable items into my truck. Instead of staying at my house where I knew Tommy would come find me, I decided to drive to a hotel that was thirty miles away. Once I was checked in my room, I sat on the floor and cried my heart out. Leaving somebody that you knew was bad for you was easier said than done.
Women can carry on all they want and say how simple it is to walk out of a relationship, but once you become emotionally tied into a nigga that shit was hard. I wasn’t apart from Tommy for a day and it felt like my world was already starting to crumble. I guess Tommy finally woke up and realize that I was gone because he started blowing my phone up. Turning it completely off, I threw it in my purse.
Picking up the envelope that Mrs. Knight handed me, I smiled at the ten thousand dollar check and decided it was time for a change. I was going to take the job in Fort. Myers and push all this bullshit with Tommy to the side. I picked up my iPad, connected it to the WIFI, and decided to send Mrs. Knight an email accepting the position. This was the sign I prayed for and I was going to follow it full heartedly.
Chapter 23
Dustin
“Do you really have to go back?” my mother whined.
“Yes I will not be able to sleep at night without getting this off my chest.”
“Well, why can’t you call her and tell her?” my mother asked.