by Twyla T
“I respect that baby girl, but don’t overwhelm yourself. That’s what I’m here for,” Mr. Patterson said.
“And that’s what Pete is trying to be there for as well,” Mrs. Patterson chimed in. They all made small talk for the rest of dinner. Chyna caught up with Corey and they laughed and joked with each other like old times. Pete was quiet and Chyna knew what was on his mind. She was mentally preparing herself to deal with him later. After they finished up with dinner, Chyna helped her mom with the dishes. They barely spoke three words to each other, and Chyna was just fine with that, but she knew she would hear her mother’s mouth when they were completely alone.
Chyna walked up to her room and found Pete sitting on the edge of her bed. “Are you staying with me tonight?” he asked her as soon as she walked in.
Chyna contemplated before answering. “Yeah. I need to pack my bag; I’ll be ready in about fifteen minutes. You can go ahead if you want to,” she told him.
“I’ll wait and trail you,” Pete replied. Chyna walked into her walk-in closet, and Pete got up and walked behind her. He kissed her gently on her neck and she immediately started thinking about Babyface and his sweet lips and sensual kisses.
As Pete massaged her shoulders, she closed her eyes and replaced Pete with her baby. Before she knew what was going on, Pete had her clothes off and she snapped out of her thoughts. “I don’t feel too well Pete,” she said in an attempt to get him to stop.
“You were just all into it Chyna. Come on. I need you,” he begged, then started kissing her before she could respond. Since her closet was so spacious and had an ottoman in it, he eased her onto it and dropped his pants. Chyna decided since this was about to be her last week with him, she might as well make it a pleasant one. When he entered her, she couldn’t help but to wish it was Babyface. He had completely taken over her mind, body, and soul. As Pete stroked her, she visualized Babyface making sweet love to her and moaned.
“Umm!” she said with her eyes still closed. Just as she was getting ready to climax, the movement stopped. “Wait, I’m almost there… don’t stop!” she said, but it was too late. She opened her eyes, and Pete was done and she was utterly disappointed. Damn I need my Babyface, she thought to herself.
Chapter 20
The school week was halfway over when Dr. Taylor handed Babyface his English Composition paper back face down; he already knew what the deal was. He had enough of those experiences in high school to know that the grade wouldn’t be good. Babyface could feel Chyna staring at him, and he didn’t bother to turn the paper over and look at the grade. She helped him with over half of the paper, but it would be a lie if he said he gave it his all. Business in the streets was booming, and finding the perfect balance so far had been impossible for Babyface.
After class was over, Babyface scooped up his belongings and left. If he could earn a million dollars to summarize the lesson for the day, he wouldn’t receive one penny. “Jaleel, slow down!” Chyna called behind him.
“This school shit is becoming a headache,” he told her after she finally caught up with him.
“Did you even look at the paper?” Chyna asked him sarcastically.
“I ain’t gotta look to know I got an F,” he snidely replied. Chyna snatched the paper out of his hands and examined it.
“Well, you could’ve done better… but it’s not too bad baby,” Chyna told him. He looked at her like she was crazy when she held the paper up for him to see. Babyface snatched the paper out of Chyna’s hand and examined it.
“Well, got damn! I’ll take this C over a F,” Babyface said excitedly. “I just knew I failed this shit,” he continued.
“I would hate to see your reaction to an A,” Chyna said while laughing.
“Shiiidddd, I’m proud as fuck about this grade. Thanks for your help. You help a nigga wit everything. That’s why you my shawty,” Babyface said before picking Chyna up and spinning her around.
“I told you, I got you,” Chyna beamed. “I admire you for putting forth the effort. You gotta find a balance because you can’t quit school. That wouldn’t be smart at all,” she continued.
“Yeah, you right about that,” Babyface said.
“We’ll figure it out,” Chyna told him.
They headed towards the Union to grab a bite to eat before their Algebra class. Babyface had always been good with Math because he loved numbers, so that was a class he looked forward to. Chyna was impressed with his excitement for Algebra. She was great at it too, but she had to constantly refresh her memory on certain things that Babyface remembered with ease. When they made it to the Union, Chyna went and grabbed a table, while Babyface went and placed their orders. She told him to order her a Philly Cheesesteak with chili cheese fries and he settled for a cheeseburger with fries, both with Cokes. “I wonder why I fell for you so fast?” Chyna asked when Babyface sat down at the table.
“I be wondering the same shit,” Babyface replied while shaking his head.
“Don’t be shaking yo big head,” Chyna said and playfully kicked him under the table.
“You got everything straight for your parents’ anniversary party?” Babyface asked her with a mouth full of burger.
“Yeah, it’s all coming together. I wish you could come, but…” Chyna said as her voice trailed off. She regretted saying the words as soon as they left her mouth.
“Don’t be surprised if I pop up,” Babyface told her with a straight face. Chyna’s mouth flew wide open. She had been around him long enough to know that he would do just about anything, and it wasn’t like he didn’t know where her parents lived. “I only like to see your mouth in that O when you cumming baby,” Babyface said while chuckling.
“Stop it nasty!” Chyna said laughing. She took a deep breath before she started back talking. “My mom is a piece of work. She’s so controlling. I wish she could start her life over, so she wouldn’t have to try to live mine,” she continued. Chyna changed the subject right before Babyface had time to reply. “I still need to make that run tonight?” Chyna asked.
“Yeah… I still don’t like when you go to Shady Oaks by yourself at night though. I know you’ll bust a nigga without thinking twice and that makes me feel a lil bit better, but still,” Babyface said more to himself than to Chyna, while rubbing his chin.
“Haven’t I proved myself more times than one?” Chyna asked him.
“You have, but-”
“No buts… I got this,” Chyna said, cutting him off. Babyface dropped the subject and they started making plans for Sunday to go and see a movie and chill. Chyna told him that she would be free, and she still silently hoped that he wouldn’t pop up Saturday since the party was in the backyard. After finishing up with their meals, they got up and finished off their classes for the remainder of the day.
Babyface headed straight to the trap after he finished with class. He knew the crew would be waiting on him and two additional guys were supposed to join them a little later. One was a homeboy of Sean’s and the other of Vinny’s. Babyface and Vice both knew that they had to be extra careful from that point on because they didn’t know shit about the new niggas. They had taken a chance with Sean and Vinny and, so far, everything was working out, but they both knew that people could flip at any moment and with new niggas in the equation, they had to stay ten steps ahead. It was still up in the air as to whether they would start them right away. Sean and Vinny were given specific instructions on what to say, just in case Babyface and Vice weren’t feeling them. They weren’t trying to make any enemies.
As Babyface headed towards the trap house that was located in Virden Addition while bobbing his head to I Got the Keys by Jay-Z and Future, his phone rang, and he looked down and noticed it was Ki. “Fuck,” he swore. He had been dodging her calls and text messages, but she never gave up. Briefly thinking about Chyna still being with Pete, he answered before the call was transferred to voicemail. “What up?” he said.
“Nigga! When you gon’ let me hop on that dope dick again?
You all ignoring me and shit,” Ki said after she heard Babyface’s voice.
“Girl, you ignant as fuck,” he told her while laughing.
“I’m dead ass serious… I’on like how yo ass been playing me to the left, but I know you ain’t my man and shit, so I ain’t tripping,” Ki retorted.
“I’m glad you know. I been busy though,” he told her.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah… when we hooking up?” Ki asked bluntly.
“I might have a lil time this weekend. Just hit me Saturday and we’ll see what’s good,” Babyface told her. Ki was satisfied with the answer and told him she would get up with him, then hung up.
Babyface sat in the car in deep thought for about ten minutes after he pulled up to the spot. His mind was telling him that they should be good with the team they had for a little while longer. He told himself that it wouldn’t hurt to check the guys out though. Pulling out his iPhone, he sent Chyna a text with a flirty face emoji. “This damn girl bout got me gone, shit,” he said to himself while shaking his head as he headed up the stairs. He was early, but Vice was already there when he walked in, which was perfect so that he could explain his latest thoughts and feelings.
“What up, in love ass nigga?” Vice joked him as soon as he walked in.
“If you don’t gone on wit that shit,” Babyface told his cousin, trying to keep a straight face, but Vice saw straight through it and they both burst out laughing. “Fuck you,” Babyface told him jokingly.
They chopped it up and Babyface filled Vice in on his thoughts, and Vice was with him. Sean and Vinny showed up about ten minutes later, and both Babyface and Vice asked them general questions about the guys they suggested bringing on. After listening to them, Babyface broke everything down to them and it seemed to have come off well. They all decided to go to The Green Room to shoot some pool after they got done handling business, which included Babyface getting the package together for Chyna to deliver.
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Vinny was waiting for Chyna when she made it to the spot. He was responsible for loading the shipment since it was a big one. Without Chyna knowing, Babyface had instructed him to leave before her so that he could go ahead of her and scope out the scene. Chyna was told to lock up, which gave Vinny a jump start. While she was heading to her destination, Pete called. She didn’t want to be distracted, so she ignored his call, but he called back to back to back, forcing her to answer. “Hey Pete!” she answered, trying her best to sound pleasant.
“Where are you?” he asked without bothering to speak.
“Is this my dad or boyfriend?” Chyna retorted.
“Well, I thought I was your boyfriend. I didn’t call to argue. I was just trying to see if you were coming over tonight,” Pete said, attempting to steer the conversation in a positive direction.
“Not tonight. I’ll stay tomorrow,” Chyna replied.
‘Okay… I love you,” Pete told her.
“Love you too,” Chyna replied. That was too easy, Chyna thought to herself after Pete hung up. She regained her focus because she knew she needed to be on her A-game. Ignoring the nagging feeling in her gut, she kept going.
Chyna reached up and turned the radio off and kept glancing in the rearview mirror. She was almost certain she was being followed, so she made the next right turn just to see if the black vehicle that was two cars back was going to turn and, sure enough, it turned too. Thankful that she knew the ins and outs of the area, Chyna made a detour and headed to one of the secret locations. To a stranger, it would seem as if she was heading to the perfect spot to get robbed, but that wasn’t the case. She sent the coded text to Babyface and said a silent prayer that everything would go as planned. This was the first mishap on a drop she had, but she knew the danger she was in.
Babyface texted back right away, telling her to connect her phone to Bluetooth because he was about to call and he didn’t want the phone up to her ear. It would connect automatically, but she told him okay. The phone rang immediately. “I’m okay. I promise, I’m okay,” Chyna said as soon as the call connected. She didn’t want him asking her a million questions that would make her nervous.
“Okay, keep driving to the spot. Vinny was already ahead of you, so he will be there parked in the cut, and me and Vice are on the way,” Babyface told her. She sensed the nervousness in his voice, even though he was trying to sound cool, calm, and collected.
‘I’m not too far away. Where’s Vinny?” Chyna asked.
“He just texted. He parking now. The car still behind you?” Babyface asked.
“Yep. They really think they about to get me. I need to get my gun outta my purse,” Chyna said.
“Don’t make any sudden moves Chyna. Shit!” Babyface fumed. “We on the way,” he continued.
“I’m pulling up and about to park,” Chyna said. “Shit!! Another car is pulling up, they about to cut me off,” Chyna said. Her nerves were kicking in.
“FUUCCCKKKK!!!” Babyface screamed. “Get your gun now,” Babyface said.
BOOM!!!!! Babyface heard the crash, then the line went dead. The car that tried to cut Chyna off hit her from the front passenger side, causing her to swerve. “Shit!” she said. A bit shaken up, Chyna looked up and saw two men coming towards her car. Before they could reach the door, two shots rang out and they both went down.
Everything happened so fast but, when Chyna focused, she could see Vinny in the distance. He aimed his gun at the car that was behind her and fired another shot. A few moments later, he made his way to her car and asked her if she was okay. She told him yes. They both looked down at the bodies and Chyna could tell by Vinny’s facial expression that it was someone he knew. One was still moving, but it looked as if one was dead. She didn’t want to be involved in that bullshit, so she told him that she was going to leave the scene and go ahead and make the delivery. He looked like he wanted to debate with her, but she explained to him that she didn’t need to be caught there with that big ass shipment and he agreed.
“Go on and get outta here. I’ll explain everything to Babyface,” Vinny told her and she left.
Chapter 21
The event planners had the backyard of the Patterson’s looking like a scene straight out of a magazine. The gold and white color scheme looked amazing. Chyna gave her approval and the staff hurried away to start on the next project. Corey and Chyna paid for their parents to stay at The Hilton last night. There was no way things would have gone smoothly with Victoria around because being bossy came as natural as breathing to her. Chyna wanted to take care of everything and she stood there proud of herself because, so far, everything was absolutely amazing.
It was two hours before the guests should start arriving, so Chyna knew she needed to head upstairs and start getting ready. Their pastor would be first to arrive because he was a timely person, so Chyna watched the event staff put the final touches on the décor and headed on upstairs. Everyone was instructed to wear white, gold, or a combination of both. Chyna found the perfect white BCBG Maxazria Jorden Lace dress. She was going to accessorize in gold. She was able to pull out her Christian Louboutin Highness Strass gold pumps that her mom bought her for Christmas last year. She was going all out, not only because it was her parents’ day, but also her birthday.
After running her bubble bath, Chyna stepped in, sat down, and closed her eyes. Her body sank into the hot water and she immediately drifted back to last night and earlier this morning.
Since her parents were at the hotel, Babyface came over and stayed the night with her. Pete was busy with his homeboys and all of her girls were occupied, so there were no distractions. Ever since the incident on Wednesday night, Babyface made it his business to check on Chyna twenty-four seven. He praised her for not freaking out. She knew there was a lot to the story, but she didn’t care to know. Babyface kept saying over and over that he was glad he followed his first mind about some new cats, and she figured one of them was responsible for trying to rob her. The team met on Thursday night; Chyna normally didn’t sit
in on meetings, but Babyface felt it was important for her to be at that one. They all gave Chyna her props for standing tall. She had to be honest with herself and them and let them know that she was a little scared, but she knew that she would stick to the plan no matter what. They admired her bravery.
Friday night, after Babyface handled all of his business and Chyna’s parents were gone, he drove out to Byram to spend some quality time with Chyna. She wasn’t a beast in the kitchen like her mom, but she wasn’t bad at all. After getting to know Babyface more, she knew that he was simple and you could never go wrong with chicken, so she fried some chicken wings, made black eyed peas, macaroni and cheese, and cornbread. She baked some brownies for dessert and they ate them with vanilla ice cream.
“Damn girl, you tryna make me wife you up, ain’t cha?” she remembered Babyface saying, as they laid on the couch watching Love and Basketball, which was Chyna’s favorite movie.
The movie was only at the scene when Monica was at the dance when Babyface started rubbing his hands up and down Chyna’s smooth legs. It didn’t take much at all for her to be turned on by him. She tried to act like she was all into the movie but, only a few minutes later, her shirt was being pulled over her head and she made no more objections. Babyface kissed her sweetly on the lips while removing her bra. After throwing it to the side, he squeezed her breasts with a small amount of force, causing her to moan and squirm. Babyface moved down and devoured her breasts one at a time after kissing her neck gently. Chyna was so ready to feel him inside of her, but she was also enjoying every moment of foreplay.
As Babyface bit and suckled on her breasts, he eased his hand inside of her little ass shorts she sashayed around in and was met with her wetness. He fondled with her swollen clit, then pulled her shorts off and replaced his hand with his mouth, biting and sucking on her clit, bringing her to ecstasy. Chyna had her eyes closed, enjoying the sensation Babyface was giving her body. When he entered her a few moments later, a single tear rolled down her cheek. The way he had her body feeling was indescribable. Chyna could feel Babyface in her stomach as he slowly glided in and out of her, hitting her spot with every thrust.