by Shan
“Aye, bruh look, let me tell you what Lana’s crazy ass sent me last night.”
“You still fuckin’ with that broad?” Tramell said, and I spotted him looking through the side view mirror. I checked my rearview, and when I didn’t see anything, I focused back on the road ahead of me.
“You straight?” I asked Tramell, as I sucked my teeth and reached on the side of me to grab the pistol I had sitting in the doorway. I placed it in my lap and looked over at him once more.
“I’m good, why you keep asking me that? What the fuck your bird do?”
“Ain’t nothing. She just tripped out is all,” I told him and grabbed my cell phone out the cup holder.
“I don’t see how you do it bruh. Couldn’t be me,” Tramell said and grunted. He pulled out a blunt that he had tucked behind his ear and then fired up the tip of it.
“What you talking about?”
“Just saying you been going hard for Khi since you woke up out that damn coma. That nigga sent you to jail and damn near had you killed, and you come home like nothing ever happened, or did you forget about it?”
“That’s my family and you know that. That’s what’s wrong with you? You got a problem with Khi or something?”
“Nah, I’m just saying…shit is kinda weird is all. I thought y’all niggas was gonna be at war or something when you woke up after that last stunt, but you came out all soft and shit. Kissing that nigga’s ass like he did you a favor instead of turning his back on you for that bitch.”
“Khi did do me a favor, and you of all people know ain’t shit about me soft nigga. Had it not been for my brother, then I don’t know…I would probably be…shit I don’t know. But if I ain’t tripping off what Khi did, then why should you?”
“I ain’t tripping…just saying, you’ve changed.”
“Change is good when it’s for the better, right?” I asked Tramell, and he looked over at me and took a pull from his blunt.
“For sure nigga.” I watched, as he glanced out of the side mirror again, and I checked the rearview and still didn’t see anyone. I gritted down on my teeth, because I had a bad feeling about this nigga and was really fuckin’ regretting not listening to Khi and Cass. Fuck was he bitter about some shit I chose to do with my muthafukin’ life. Tramell didn’t know what the fuck I had been through or why I wild out the way do, so he could only speak about the way shit looked from the outside looking in.
Best friend or not, I wasn’t about to explain myself. My brothers were all I had at the end of the day when nobody else was there, especially Khi. I’d never fault the kid for what he did to me, cause I know that I had pushed him to the point where he felt like he had no other choice. Yea, it fucked me up, and a nigga’s feelings were a little bruised, but in the end, I finally faced them damn demons and ever since, I had felt better than ever.
Soon as the next exit came up, I got off on the ramp and turned left when I spotted a gas station. “Gotta take a piss,” I told Tramell, and he looked around before he nodded.
“Cool. I’m about to step out and smoke a square. I’mma call and check on the kid too,” Tramell said. He tried to pass me the blunt he was blowing down, but I shook my head and stepped out of the car. I tucked the pistol I was carrying in my back and went inside of the store. Once I was inside, I looked out to see Tramell looking toward the highway we’d just left with his ear to his phone. It could’ve been nothing; he really could’ve been checking on the kid, but it could’ve been everything. I wasn’t gonna stick around to find out. I sent Taylana a text. I really fuckin’ hated that I had to hit her up right now, but there wasn’t no way I was about to put Amber in this shit, and with everything that was going on, Cass had to stay back and keep a close eye on Cuba and his bitch.
Me: Aye, I’mma send you my location in a minute, but just get on the road and head towards Tennessee Colony, Texas.
Send.
Baby Mama From Hell: Ok. I’m leaving now. You okay?
Me: Just come on.
Send.
Baby Mama From Hell: Okay. Omw.
I left out the front door once I noticed that Tramell still had his back to the store. I was about to take off when he glanced over his shoulder and looked back at me.
“Aye, you want something out of here?” I yelled out, and he shook his head and turned back around. I made like I was going back inside of the store, but instead, I hit the corner that led to the back of the store. Fuck that. I didn’t know what the fuck he had going on, but he wasn’t about to catch me slipping.
***
“Aye, what you still doing up?” I asked DJ, as I peeked inside of his room.
“Was reading a comic book mama bought me today,” he said, and I stepped inside and sat on the bed next to him.
“Oh yea, what’s it called?”
“This is Dreadlocks 8…he’s like a black superhero that wears dreadlocks…like you,” DJ said and giggled.
“Oh yea…so they got superheroes with dreadlocks? Imagine that. Let me see that,” I told DJ, and he handed me his comic book. I flipped through the pages and just looking at the comic book character kind of tugged at my heart. It didn’t take much for me to see that had I been cartoon form, then this would be me. I felt bad man, like real fuckin’ bad. I wish that I could go back and take back a lot of the shit I had done to DJ and his mom.
“You okay?” DJ asked me, and I looked down at him and nodded.
“Yea, I’m good. Was just thinking about how much you’ve grown since the last time I saw you before I went to jail. You been looking after your mom… shit, that’s what’s up. That’s what men do. Real men don’t do what I did to you and your mom. They look after the women they love and their children. You know that right?”
“Yea, mama told me, and she says that you were sick. I’m not mad. I’m just glad you’re home.”
“Me too fam…I got somebody I want you to meet too.”
“Who?” DJ said, excitedly, and I stood up from his bed and handed him back his comic book.
“Your little brother.”
“Aww man, I got a little brother. How old is he? What’s his name? I hope he’s not a baby like Chanel.”
“No, he’s not a baby like Chanel, but he is younger than you. He just turned three not too long ago…but guess what?”
“What?”
“You’re gonna have another little brother in a few months, and he’s gonna be a baby. I might need you to help me change diapers, you down?”
DJ laughed. “Yea, but just not a booboo diaper.”
“A’ight bet. I’m about to go holla at your mama, and I’ll see you in the morning. You need anything?”
“Nope, mama says I can’t stay up late so I’m gonna finish my comic book and go to bed. Good night,” DJ said, and I nodded. I turned his light off and walked out of the room. I couldn’t believe how grown his ass was now. Shit, he was only six years old, and now, sounded and acted like he was twelve. I had to make sure I get shit right with Amber, immediately, before I wake up and DJ’s little ass was sporting a mustache and a voice deeper than mine.
I walked down the hallway, down to where Amber had been staying ever since her incident, and tapped on the door before I stepped inside. I was shocked to see her standing on her own and making steps from her wheelchair to the bed. I rushed towards in fear that she was going to fall, and she threw her hand up to stop me.
“I got it…please don’t,” Amber said, and I only took a step back just case she went stumbling to the floor. I watched in amazement as Amber took two more steps and grabbed a hold to the bed. She pulled the covers back on the huge king-sized bed, and then placed her foot on the stool before stepping all the way up and climbing inside.
“Keeping secrets?” I asked her, and she looked at me before reaching over to the nightstand to turn off the light.
“I didn’t know that I was obligated to tell you anything,” Amber said, and I was able to see in the dark room as she rolled over to her side. I walked around to the
other side of the bed, pulled off my shirt, and then my pants, and climbed in bed along with her. “What are you doing, Daelan?”
“I wanna come home. I want us to get back together, like we used to be,” I told her. I pulled my dreads from my face and glanced over at Amber. She had her back to me, but I could tell that she was thinking about what I said, because she was quiet.
“Back like what we used to be? I don’t wanna go back to how we used to be. You used to beat my ass and call me every name in the book that wasn’t mine…why would I wanna go back to that?”
“You know what I’m talking about, Amber. Back before there was a DJ…before we had muthafuckin’ problems and even knew what they were.”
“You don’t have to be with me, because you feel bad for me, Dae. I’m good. My only concern right now is DJ and learning how to walk again, so I can get out of your family’s house and get into my own.”
“You can have whatever you want; I just wanna be a part of whatever it is. I’m serious, Amber. This ain’t no joke. I ain’t looking to take you on a sympathy ride. I just realized I fucked up a good thing with you. Ain’t nobody ever rode for me the way you did, and I know nobody ever will.”
Again, Amber was quiet. I scooted over in her direction and wrapped my arms around her. I pulled her body into mine and moved her hair away from her neck before taking my tongue and moving it along the back of it. She tried to pull away from me, but I gripped her tightly and began kissing across her neckline slowly.
“Mmmh…Dae…stop okay? Don’t do this to me right now. I just need time to think about all this. Before you came back, me and DJ finally got adjusted to you not being here and us being on our own. Even though he held on hope that you would come back, I told myself that you never would, and if you did, I was not taking you back. That was so hard for me, and then to find out that you was out and living your life with that damn girl that got us into all this shit in the first place…Oh my, God, you don’t even know what that’s like.”
“I’m sorry…for real, for real. I know what I did was fucked up, but you of all people know what I was going through. I didn’t give a fuck about nothing back then, and it took all this to wake me the fuck up. I won’t even be mad at you for not letting me back in, but I ain’t gonna stop trying Amber. I know where I wanna be. I don’t fuck with Lana no more. I ain’t been with no other bitches since I been out the hospital. I just been trying to get my mind right, so I can come back home where I belong.”
“How do I know that, once I let you back in and back into me and DJ’s lives, that you’re not gonna go crazy or even run off with that damn girl again? I know she’s about to be having your baby really soon—”
“You just have to let me in and find out. Let me show you I’m for real.”
I gently tugged at Amber’s shoulder and pulled her onto her back. Climbing on top of her, I pulled her gown up and sucked her nipple into my mouth. She didn’t stop me, and I took that as my cue to reach between her legs and rub my fingers across her clit.
Pushing her legs open wider, I pulled her panties to the side, bit down, and flicked my tongue around her erect nipple after feeling how wet she’d gotten.
“Mmmh, shit,” Amber moaned.
“Can I have you again?” I asked looking into Amber’s eyes. I noticed the tear that slipped out the side of her eye and watched as she toyed with her thoughts. I was for real about this shit, but I could understand why she was apprehensive. I would be too, but every day, it was becoming more and more apparent of who I had in my corner. After running off on Tramell’s ass at the gas station, I had Taylana scoop me up and take me to Khi’s crib.
Cuba told me that she had talked to Khi, and that his arraignment had been canceled, and he was being released in the morning. That was good news, because I couldn’t wait to get up with him to tell him how fuckin’ right he might’ve been about the goonie Tramell. I hadn’t called him since I ran off, and he hadn’t called me, which said a lot about how he was feeling. Shit was real fucked up, cause we had always looked out for him, Cocoa, and the kid. I ain’t want to believe it, but it was looking like I had no other choice.
“Yes,” Amber said, breaking me from my thoughts. I looked her in her eyes, and for the first time ever, I saw everything that my mother had been telling me. The shit that my brothers always spoke about with their women and the shit I had always refused to believe in. Shawty was the one and looking into her eyes said it all.
Chapter 15
Cassidy
“Cassidy, do not let me fall,” Jourdin said, as I held her hand and led her up the sidewalk. She was blindfolded while wearing a pair of stilettos on her feet. Her legs were shaking, and I could swear at any minute she was about to fall. I laughed as I continued to guide her all the way up the sidewalk, then I stepped behind her and covered her already blindfolded eyes with my hands.
“You ready?” I asked her, and she nodded her head slowly. I pulled the cover away from her eyes and stepped around her so that I could see her reaction.
“Oh, my God,” Jourdin said, as she covered her mouth and shook her head. Tears fell down her eyes, and I quickly took my cell phone out of my pocket to get a few pictures of her.
“This the not the reaction I expected, but, I guess this means you happy, right?” I asked, and Jourdin only nodded her head up and down.
“You…don’t know…how much,” her voice cracked, as she spoke. Her eyes were turning red from the tears that she tried her best to hold on to. “This is for me?”
I chuckled. “What the fuck you think I’m a bring you to another bitch house? Come on so you can see the inside.”
I grabbed her hand and pulled her inside of her brand new home. It was something light, but a few steps above from what she was used to. Wasn’t no way I was gonna be able to have the kid still living in the hood after I found out about her, especially not with everything that was going on here. Jourdin and Cassie being so accessible made them an asset to me, and I couldn’t have niggas coming for them all because they couldn’t get to me.
“Cass, oh my God. You didn’t have to do this. How much is it? Let me pay for it. I can get a job at another club and…”
“Hell nah. I ain’t ask you to do all that. Take your ass to school or something, but not back to one of them damn clubs. I told you that I was gonna take care of my daughter, Jourdin. This is taking care of her. You got 4 bedrooms fully furnished, 2 and half baths. Some office space, a garage…oh I think I need to show you something that’s out there too.”
“That’s out where?” Jourdin asked, and I chuckled. I nodded for her to follow me, and we walked through the kitchen and to her garage. I pulled the door open causing the alarm to chime to signify a door had been opened. I walked into the garage, flipped the switch on the light, and walked over to the brand new white Mercedes Benz.
“Aahhhhhh!” Jourdin screamed, while jumping up and down. She ran out into the garage and pulled the door open to her ride. I sat leaned back against the wall, pulled a blunt from behind my ear, and then took a lighter to light the tip. I pulled my wild hair from my face, and then watched as Jourdin checked out the interior in detail before she jumped out and came running towards me.
“You like it?” I asked her, and she nodded her head up and down with tears still dripping from her eyes. I took a pull off the blunt and blew the smoke in the air just as Jourdin caught me by surprise and kissed me.
“Cass, thank you so much. I’m just so…I don’t know what to say. Do you mind if my grandma comes and live with me too? I don’t want to leave—“
“Yea, why would you ask me something like that?”
“I know I just didn’t…I didn’t know if it would be appropriate.”
“Man, you bring that old ass bird over here; just tell her ass she better stay out my way when I come see the kid. I don’t want no problems.”
“No problems. I promise. Thank you so much, Cass! I’m so fuckin’ happy right now,” Jourdin said before kissing me again.
This time, she pulled away and stared seductively in my eyes. I bit down on my lip trying not to be caught up in her, but it had been a while since a nigga got his dick wet. Thinking about the way I remembered Jourdin feeling had me wondering if it was still the same.
I put my arm around her waist and pulled her closer to me. Pressing my lips against hers, I kissed her lips before sliding my tongue into her mouth. Jourdin reached down and unfastened my belt, before she unbuttoned and then unzipped my pants. She dropped down to her knees and freed my dick from my boxers, and then covered it with her wet mouth.
“Aahh, fuck,” I grunted before I pulled my hair back again and looked down at her. I took a toke off the blunt, blew out a cloud of smoke, and then placed the tip of it in my mouth. I gripped the back of Jourdin’s head with one hand and watched as my dick continuously disappeared into her mouth. Jourdin’s head game was superior. It wasn’t a bitch alive that I had come across besides her that could swallow all ten inches of my shit without gagging.
“Mmh, mmh, mmh,” Jourdin moaned, as she went up and down, swallowing back every inch with no hesitation. I pushed her back when I felt it getting too good and guided her up from the floor.
“Damn, you trying to make a nigga remember everything, huh?” I told her, as I chuckled and then pulled from the blunt. I tossed the weed to the floor of the garage and grabbed Jourdin’s hand, pulling her inside of the home. I closed the door to the garage and led her through the house and up the stairs to her master bedroom. “Your ass ain’t even looked around yet to see what you was working with.”
“I’ll look later. I just wanted to thank you in every way I can first,” Jourdin said sexily.
She pulled her shirt over her head and tossed it to the floor. She then came out of her heels and pulled her jeans off right after. I sat on the edge of the bed and kept my eyes planted on her thick frame as she then came out of her bra and panties and stood in front of me. She gripped one hand around her left breast and licked her nipple, while taking the other down and guiding it down her stomach until she reached her clit. In a circular motion, she massaged that swollen button between her legs and then walked over to me. She slid the fingers she used to play with herself into my mouth before pushing me back on the bed.