Finessers 2

by Lucinda John

  For the rest of the day, the only thing I did was read books, play Candy Crush, and watch a few movies. I was bored out of my mind and was getting real restless. Filling the tub with some warm water, I poured myself a glass of Remy and rolled a fat solo joint.

  Laying back in the tub with my tablet, I got drunk and high while watching porn. Slipping my hands in the bubbles, I played with my pussy until I came right along with the white chick that was getting fucked by two big dick black niggas. Getting out the tub, I felt a little dizzy. I flopped down on the bed wet, naked, and horny and fell asleep.

  Waking up to three missed calls from Vic, I called him back.

  “Yo’ what the fuck you doing?” he yelled.

  “I just woke up,” I groggily answered.

  “Well, get yo ass up and get to work!”

  Click!

  Getting out of bed, I began my search for the chip. JACKPOT! I thought as I entered the guest room and found a lock on one of the closet’s door. The lock was one of those cheap dollar store locks, so it wasn’t nothing for me to just pop the shit open.

  When I finally got the door open, my eyes lit up like a child on Christmas; the whole closet was piled to the top with duffle bags, and packaged items, which I assumed was dope.

  Pulling out one of the duffle bags, something fell on the ground. Picking it up, it was a container that held the chip. This lick was too easy to be true, but I wasn’t complaining I was ready to get out.

  Sending Vic a picture message of my findings, he informed me that him and his team would be here tonight to pick up everything. I started pulling everything out and stacking it by the door.

  Three hours later, everything was packed and ready to go. My body was so sore when I finally finished that I decided to soak my body in warm water.

  Chapter 12

  Rob

  “You think the bitch took the bait?” Killa asked as we sat across the street of the abandoned house passing a blunt back and forth.

  “Yeah, that money hungry bitch took it, Vic should be coming any minute now.”

  Killa and I had been posted across the street of the house that Coco believed was his since the day he was supposed to go out of town. After sitting in silence for a few more minutes, his phone began to ring.

  “It’s her,” he said showing me his phone.

  “Pick up.”

  “Hello… yeah…I’m good…I should be home in a day or so…I miss you too… Love you too… a’ight one.”

  I waited until he hung up the phone and burst out laughing.

  “The bitch told me she loved me,” Killa said laughing.

  “That hoe real flugazy kid, she’ll do anything for that paper.”

  My bladder started to fill up, so I exited the car and went behind a tree to take a piss. Right when I was shaking my dick, an all black Escalade pulled up in front of the house. I waited and watched as the guy exited the car and walked through the door Coco left opened for them.

  I nodded my head to the door and signaled for Killa to wait. We sat and watched as they loaded up the car with the items Killa left in the closet.

  Pulling out my gun, I gave Killa the ok for us to move in. Killa and I walked the back trail, which was a secret path that led to the house. Once we was inside, I could hear Coco’s voice arguing with a female, and then I heard her footsteps walk into the room.

  I grabbed her and covered her mouth with my hand. Her eyes shot wide open as soon as she realized that it was me. I put the tip of my silencer to her head, whispered my goodbyes in her ear, and then pulled the trigger. Her head split open as her brain matter splattered all over my face. I softly laid her body on the ground and went in search for Killa.

  “I got all their asses,” he said standing in the living room with six dead bodies laid across the ground. I had to admire his work. He alone took out all these men by himself. My dick got hard at the thought of one of those dead bodies being Vic’s.

  Unmasking all the dead bodies on the floor, my blood started to boil.

  “FUCK MAN!” I yelled punching a hole in the wall.

  “What?’

  “He got away!’

  “How the fuck?”

  “Damn, I don’t know, this some bullshit!”

  I was pissed as fuck; I would have rather Coco still be alive than Vic. My first instinct told me to shoot the moment he exited the car, and because I didn’t listen to my gut, he walked away alive. I wrapped Coco’s body in a blanket and put her in the trunk before Killa, and I burned the house down that had the other six bodies.

  Even though Coco did me dirty, and she deserved to die, I thought of Honey and felt like they should have a chance to properly bury her and say their last goodbyes.

  When we were done, we drove to a little area where Coco’s body would be discovered in the morning, I placed her purse next to her so that she could be easily identified. Placing her phone in a bag, I smashed it in little pieces, and then dumped them in a river. I accepted this loss this time, but the next time Vic and I met, it was going to be hell to pay.

  “You want me to handle ol’ boy for you,” Killa asked.

  “Nah, you good, I want to look him in the eyes before I snatch his soul away from him.”

  “I feel you.”

  We drove the car back to the secluded area, burned it, and then hopped in the rental and drove to a hotel. We waited until nightfall to enter our room and get cleaned up. As soon as I got out the shower, Honey was calling me. I let the phone go to voicemail because I was feeling really guilty for killing her sister. She started to blow me up some more, so I decided to pick up.

  “Hello?”

  “Hey, you busy?”

  “No, just got out of the shower.”

  “When do you plan on coming back in town?”

  “Next week.”

  “How long are you staying this time?”

  “For good?”

  “Stop lying!”

  “Nah, baby I’m dead ass.” I was happy that Chad decided to team up with me. I left one of my little niggas Chula and his crew in charge of running shit for me in New York, but I was going to be doing majority of my business in Miami. “I’m going to send you some money, so you can find us a house and make it look nice and shit.”

  “Us?”

  “Yes us. What you not riding with a nigga no more?”

  “Yes, but-”

  “Nah, no if’s, and’s, or but’s about nothing. Find us a house, end of discussion.”

  “Ok. I’ll tell Cinny then,” she said, “Well, I have class in the morning I was just checking in.”

  “A’ight, I’ll be sending you the money now, so handle that after class.”

  “K…bye.”

  “Night baby.”

  “Ol’ sweet ass nigga,” Killa said walking in the room dressed in a wife beater and basketball pants.

  “Fuck you nigga, roll up or get the fuck out,” I said tossing him a quarter bag of Jimmy John Kush.

  Chapter 13

  Vic

  I didn’t expect Rob to come back as hard as he did. I saw the outline of his body when he grabbed and killed Coco. I immediately grabbed Victoria, and we left out of the bathroom window. My trigger was itching, and I so badly wanted to take that nigga out, but I had my wife with me and I did not want to put her in harm’s way.

  The ride back to the house was silent. Victoria was preoccupied with texting whoever she was on the phone.

  “You ok?” I asked.

  “Yeah, I’m good,” she replied not taking her eyes off the phone.

  When we arrived, I went to the back room and started packing all of my things. I switched all my accounts over to another banking account. Yeah, I loved Victoria with all my heart, but I’d seen the crazy shit money could do to a person.

  When all my money was sent to an offshore account that she knew nothing about, I wiped all of my laptops cleaned. Leaving no traces of my money.

  I also had a safe that I had installed under the kitchen cabi
net. I planned on leaving it there and coming back for it later. The only money that I was splitting with Victoria was the money that we came up on today.

  While I was walking through the house, I kept getting a real bad feeling that something was going to happen. My left baby toe started to twitch, which normally meant that death was in the air.

  Shrugging it off, I continued to pack the rest of my things. Walking past Victoria, I saw her smile at a text message. I made a mental note to question her about it later.

  Chapter 14

  Victoria

  Meet me at the address that I sent you in, we’re here.

  I sent Joe a text message letting him know that the lick went successfully. Vic was packing up because he was under the impression that we were moving back to North Carolina, but he had another thing coming. I was going back home just without him.

  “Damn that was crazy!” Vic said putting his packed things by the door.

  “I know; it’s sad that Coco had to die like that.”

  “That’s what her ass get for being dumb.”

  “So, is this it? Do you have enough money to leave the game for good?”

  “Baby, I have enough money to buy all off us a private island,” he cockily said. “We’re set for life.”

  The sound of me being a filthy rich widow made my pussy drip. Walking in on Vic’s personal space, I stuck my tongue in his mouth and swirled it around, giving him the kiss of death.

  Breaking our kiss, I undressed, and then spread my legs giving him access to his last meal. He dove in tongue first and licked me from the tip of my pussy to the crack of my ass.

  “Yasssssssss!” I purred out in pleasure. I pushed his head deeper in my wet mound and pinched my nipples. Out the corner of my eye, I could see Joe watching us. Pulling out his dick, he began jerking it to the sounds of my moans.

  I was so turned on that my pussy got super wet and started becoming sensitive. Vic latched on to it with his mouth and began to gently nurse my pearl.

  “Oh, ssssssshiiiiiiiiit!” I yelled out as I came the same time Joe unloaded.

  “What the fuck!’ Vic jumped up and ran for his gun, but was too late. I watched as the bullets ripped through his body before he collapsed on the floor.

  “V-v-v-v-v,” he babbled with blood seeping out of his mouth.

  Joe handed me his gun, and I stood over him with the gun aimed at his chest. He had no heart while he was fucking me over, now I had no heart towards him.

  “All is fair in love and war,” I said before pulling the trigger.

  “Now come over here and take care of me,” Joe said with his dick standing up at attention. I slowly walked over to him, and we fucked like rabbits with Vic’s dead body on the floor right next to us.

  After our nasty sex session, we jumped in the shower to clean up. While Joe was putting everything in the car, I was wiping everything down. I could have sworn I saw Vic body moved, but I just shrugged it off as me being paranoid.

  Locking up the door, we decided to make that long drive to North Carolina because we were carrying way too much to fly. Ten long hours later, we finally arrived at my house. I was so tired that I fell asleep on the couch.

  WHAM! WHAM! WHAM!

  I was awakened by someone brutally beating me.

  “STOP!” I cried.

  “You stupid bitch!” Joe yelled still punching me as if I was a man. “You set me up!” he yelled as his strong fist connected with my jaw breaking it.

  “Please stop,” I begged. “What did I do?”

  “The money is fake dumb bitch; you set me up! Where is the money, Victoria!!??”

  “I don’t know, what you are talking about.” I cried as I swallowed some of my blood

  “I can’t believe this shit.” He dumped the money all over me, and the monopoly money decorated the room. The packages that look like drugs were just paper towels wrapped in the form of bricks. I kicked myself for not checking the money before we left. I wasn’t too worried because I still had all access to Vic’s money, but I wasn’t going to tell Joe that. I just prayed that he didn’t kill me so that I could take my babies and move far away.

  “Worthless bitch!” he yelled as he stomped me with his size eleven Timberland boots. I could feel my bone crack as he cripped walked on me as if he was Snoop Dogg. I curled up in a fetal position and thought of my babies to take my mind off the pain. After he released all of his frustrations on my battered body, he hawked up some spit and showered me with it.

  “Don’t contact me no more unless you have a death wish!” he yelled kicking me so hard in the head that I saw stars before I blacked out.

  Chapter 15

  Chasity

  Vic was still ignoring my calls, so I decided to do a pop up visit. When I saw him hugged up with Victoria I was infuriated. From that point on, I decided that I would cease all contact with him and work things out with Chad. Things between Chad and I were ok. He still didn’t want to confirm if I was his girl or not, but we did everything that a couple did.

  “Hey, sexy face.” I kissed Chad on the lips and took a seat next to him on the couch.

  “What’s up, Lil C?”

  “Nothing. Just watching a few football games.”

  “Did you see the suit I picked out for you for your grandma’s birthday party?”

  “Yes, it’s dope.”

  I sat back staring at the TV screen thinking of things to say. I was determined to spark the life back into our relationship.

  “You hungry?” I asked.

  “Nah, I’m good.”

  “I bought you something!”

  “You did?”

  “Yes! It’s outside.”

  I pulled him up off of the couch by his arm and covered his eyes with a scarf. Once we was outside, I took off the blindfold and presented him with a brand new gold Mercedes SL550. I originally bought it for Vic, but because he decided to play me, I was now giving it to Chad.

  “Tight work, this shit fye!” he said running towards the car. The top was down, so he jumped in and started playing with everything. I tossed him the car keys and jumped in the front seat, so he could take his new baby for a test drive.

  On our test drive, I talked him into taking me on another shopping spree, and to the spa, so that I could get all done up for his grandmother’s party. I didn’t really want to go, but the thought of Cinnamon being there changed my mind. I wanted her to see me on the arms of her baby daddy. I had something cooking up for her after the baby was born, but for now I wanted her to suffer.

  ***

  I was wearing the hell out of my brand new black Versace dress that complemented Chad’s suit. Nobody could deny that I was bad. My curves stood at attention as the silk material tried its best to cling on to my body.

  The black knee high strap around heels that I wore made my legs pop. I made sure to oil down my legs real nice, showing off the tattoo of Chad’s name. I was bound to make a lot of bitches sick tonight.

  The party was on smash once we arrived. The old hag had the nerves to have Young Thug performing at her party. I laughed at her pathetic ass as she stood next to Young bouncing her old wrinkling ass. I had to admit she did look real pretty in her Armani pants suit; her hair was pressed down her back to perfection and her make-up was absolutely flawless.

  “You want something to drink?” I asked Chad.

  “No, I’m good. I’m going to say what’s up to Mama J, you coming?”

  I gave him a look that said, ‘hell fuck no’.

  “I’ll just be in our VIP area,” I said walking off.

  Taking a seat, I noticed that Cinnamon’s VIP table was right next to ours. I knew that tacky old witch had something to do with the seating arrangements with her petty ass.

  I poured me a glass of Moscato and munched on the appetizers that were neatly plated on the table. I spotted Julie talking to someone, but I couldn’t see who because her back was facing me.

  When she finally grabbed the person’s hand, my body began to fi
ll with jealousy. She walked Cinnamon hand and hand to her table and sat her down with a smirk. For an old bitch, she was messy as fuck. I crossed my legs so that the thigh with Chad’s name on it was on full display. Peeking at her bulging belly, I couldn’t help but wonder what Chad and I baby would look like if my habit didn’t get the best of me.

  She looked nice in a cream Gucci dress with the matching pumps. Her hair was cut in a Nicki Minaj wrap with the Chinese bang. The pregnancy gave her skin a radiant glow that she didn’t need an ounce of makeup. The only make-up she wore was a pink lipstick that made her lips pop.

  I was low-key hating on how good she could look while carrying a baby. Honey sat next to her and was looking just as fabulous as she was.

  I ran into her a few times since her boyfriend was now doing business with Chad and every encounter that we had had not been a pleasant one. At first, for the sake of Chad, I tried to be very respectful, but she kept making slick remarks that I could no longer allow to go unnoticed. We went head to head a few times before the guys finally decided to meet in private.

  “Hey Rob,” I greeted him being a little messy.

  I could see Honey’s eyes roll to the back of her head, and I wanted to slap them straight.

  “What’s good?”

  “Nothing, just chilling.”

  “Where ya’ boy at?”

  “He’s somewhere around here.”

  At this point, Honey got her happy ass up and walked her way over to my table.

  “A’ight it was good talking to yo ma, I’m out.” I couldn’t even respond to him because Honey dragged him by the arm to the dance floor and started grinding him.

  Chad finally decided to make his appearance, but he was at Cinnamon’s table talking to her. I was seeing nothing but red when he bent over and rubbed her belly. Julie was in the middle of them cheesing like she was a pastor giving them a wedding ceremony. I felt sick to my stomach and decided to get up and go to the bathroom.

  Splashing water on my face, I grabbed a few paper towels and dried my face off. As I was walking out, I bumped into Honey.