by Rain
“I know you've been making moves without my consent. It was not your call to take out Rino or Pez. You have been very careless, leaving yourself exposed for niggas to come after you. Of all the niggas you can fuck around with, you always have to fuck with someone I pay. Fahim, Slick and now Ayce, oh and I know it has been others. I haven't kept my lifestyle from you because I thought you were mature enough to handle it, not because I wanted you to be a thug princess. I thought if you knew what really went on in these streets that you would want the complete opposite for yourself. I was wrong. I have handled Fahim, he will not bother you anymore. You are grown, so I can't tell you who to fuck and who not to fuck, but stop being so damn sloppy. Ayce obviously cares for you because if it wasn't for him, you would be dead.”
Tears rolled down my face because the last thing I wanted to do is disappoint my daddy.
“Cut all that crying out. What's done is done. I'll be back later to check on you.”
He gave me a kiss on the forehead and left the room, leaving me to my thoughts.
Chapter 11
Remy
I have been following Ayce since the funeral and I couldn't believe what I just witnessed. I ran back to my car with tears falling from my eyes, because I didn't know what to do. Ayce had just killed a nigga and of course, Ava was in the middle of the whole situation.
After I parked my car on the street behind the house Ayce was in, I walked through the open backyard and peeked through the window. Some nigga was holding Ava while she tried to get away from him. I couldn't see where Ayce was at first until I heard him yell “Get the fuck off her.” When I looked at him, I could see he had his gun out and aimed at the nigga that was holding Ava. When the other nigga pulled out his gun, too, I knew this was going to end badly. Before I knew it, bullets were flying and Ava's body hit the floor. The fact that this could be the end of her had me a little excited, but when Ayce rushed Ava out the house, my heart sank. He loved her, I could see it in his eyes, but if that bitch would just die he could love me again.
I started my car and drove away as fast as I could, and I knew exactly where I was headed.
Walking into the Fourth Ward Precinct, I was nervous. I mean, what I was about to do got niggas laying six feet under, but I didn't care because if that bitch Ava ain't dead, she would certainly be doing some time.
“Excuse me, I just witnessed something I need to report to someone.”
“Something like what?” the officer behind the desk asked like I was annoying her.
“I rather not say it where everyone else can hear me.”
“Well I have to know what it was that you saw so I can get you to the right department.”
It took everything in me not to be ignorant with this female police, officer or not.
“It was a murder. Now can I please talk to someone?”
“Just have a seat over there and I will get you someone.”
I went to sit on the bench, waiting for what seemed like hours. Talking myself out of being a snitch, I stood and proceeded to walk out the building.
“Excuse me, excuse me Miss, did you need to talk to me?”
Before I could reach the door, this tall, thin white man came running after me.
“I changed my mind now,” I said with an attitude, continuing to walk towards the door.
“Miss, I apologize that you had to wait so long. I have just been very busy, but I am available now.”
I looked at the man again and decided to go through with my plan.
“I am Detective Kojak,” he said giving me his card. “If you don't mind I would like to take your statement upstairs in my office.”
I took the card from him and followed him up to his office. At the end of our conversation, he was very pleased I came to speak with him, and I was ecstatic that Ava would no longer be an issue and Ayce would be mine again.
Chapter 12
Ayce
I sat in the waiting room while Duce talked to Ava. My mind was racing a mile a minute. I wish I was able to save my mama like I was able to save Ava. The fact the muthafucka responsible for killing my mama is still breathing is messing with my head. I got up and walked outside to try and clear my mind.
“Mind if I join you?” I heard Duce ask.
“Not at all.”
We walked for a moment in silence before he started talking.
“Thank you for being there for my daughter.”
“No thanks needed, just glad that she is ok. That nigga Slick talked a lot of shit and thought he was untouchable. He had that shit coming.”
“Yeah, you are right. He was cool at first, but something with that nigga changed.”
“I have no doubt in my mind that she would have taken him out if she could have.”
“You’re right about that. I see you like my daughter. She is a piece of work, but she’s still my daughter and I want the best for her. I know you doing this now because you have to, but don't turn it into a career.”
“Oh I'm not. I just have three more years of school and I will be done.”
“What you in school for?” Duce asked lighting a blunt.
“Studying to be a defense attorney.”
“That's good shit. I can definitely use a lawyer on my team, so whenever you done with that, holla at me. For now we’re going to make this money. I have Ric making your rounds today, but I still wanted to give you this.”
Duce gave me an envelope and walked off.
I walked around for a little bit longer before I headed back to Ava's room. I was actually feeling a little at ease. I still wanted that nigga Joe dead like yesterday, but I felt good about where I was right now.
When I entered the room I didn't see Ava and I became a little alarmed, until she came walking out the bathroom.
Climbing into her bed, I could see all that ass through the crack of her hospital gown and my dick jumped a little.
The nurse came in and checked her vitals.
“You’re doing good hun,” the nurse said. “You'll be out of here tomorrow probably. Let me know if you need anything,” she said as she left the room.
“So Duce yo’ daddy, huh?” I asked.
“Yeah, that's my daddy.”
“No wonder you all gangsta and shit.”
“I have to be. These niggas and bitches be thinking shit sweet until I pull out my heat,” she said as she cracked up laughing.
“Yo’ ass corny as hell for that one. Don't ever aspire to be a rapper.”
We sat in silence for a moment and all you could hear was the machine beeping.
“Ava,” I said breaking the silence as I sat in the chair next to her.
“I'm feeling the fuck outta you. I know we have been down this road before, but it's just something about you that makes me want to keep you near me. We going to be together, I already know that, but all this fucking around you doing going to have to stop. I just ain't that nigga to sit around and do nothing while you out here fucking around. If I can be faithful to you with all the pussy being thrown at me, I'm expecting you to do the same for me. You got this hard demeanor, but I know there is a softer side because you have shown it to me. For me this street shit is just temporary, but I think you want it to be permanent for you. I know Duce wants better for you and so do I, but I won't make you choose because all I want is you. The rest we can work out later. For now I really want to see how far we can go with this.”
I looked her in her eyes because I wanted her to know what I felt was real.
“I want more than anything to be with you Ayce, but I am scared I am just going to fuck up again. My heart has always and will always belong to you, and I have loved no other nigga but you. You have so much going for yourself and I don't want to mess that up. Shit, I am Ava Emily Cummings, just another street thug with a pussy. You wouldn't even know what to do with me.”
“I know what to do with you alright. Love you and give you some of this meat.”
I got up out the chair I was sitting in and went over
to Ava, placing my lips on hers.
“You know you want me and you got me in here begging like you got me whipped or something. I ain't never sweated a female like this.”
I paused and shook my head at myself because I couldn't believe this was me right now.
“All I'm asking for is a chance to see where this goes.”
Ava looked deep into my eyes, almost like she was trying to see if I was full of shit. The feelings I had for this girl had me on edge and feeling soft, but I have to follow my heart and it's with her.
I bent down to kiss her lips again, but was interrupted by a knock at the door.
Chapter 13
Ava
“Ms. Cummings, mind if I come in?”
This man standing at my door dressed in a cheap suit from Men's Warehouse and smelling of cheap cologne, could only mean he is 5-0, but why the fuck was he at my door.
“Who wants to know?” I asked crossing my arms over my chest. It was a much needed distraction, because Ayce was laying it on thick, but nothing good could come of this visit.
“I am Detective Kojak and I need to ask you and Mr. Thomas here some questions.”
Detective Kojak couldn't be no older than 26. He was a tall, thin white man with dirty-blonde hair and piercing eyes.
Ayce glared at Detective Kojak as he continued to talk.
“You got a problem Mr. Thomas?”
“Just ask what you came to ask so you can leave.”
“Ms. Cummings, an anonymous source told us that you were involved in a shooting two days ago that landed you here.”
“Anonymous source huh,” I said.
“Tell me, Ms. Cummings, who shot you?”
“Shouldn't you get that information from your anonymous source?” I said smirking at him.
“What relationship do you have with Duce?”
“Who is Duce and what does he have to do with me?” I asked getting irritated.
Kojak chuckled as if he knew something I didn't.
“I know Duce, AKA Rolando Cummings is your father. He has a casino over on Northfield and has his hands in some other things. Do you happen to know who Rino or Slick is?
“No, should I?”
“Don't know yet. A missing person’s report has been filed for both of them. Both men are on your father’s payroll and both men disappeared after being seen with you.”
I lay in the bed listening to Kojak trying to probe for answers and catch me slipping, but I am on my game.
“So what point are you trying to make?”
“No point at the moment, but I will be in touch,” Kojak said, pulling out his card and giving one to me and another to Ayce.
“Where were you two days ago, Mr. Thomas?”
Ayce looked the detective dead in his eyes, showing him he wasn't moved by his line of questioning.
“Minding my business,” he said sternly.
The detective chuckled again like we were putting on a show for him.
“Ok, well like I said, I will be in touch.”
I watched as Kojak walked out of the room and closed the door behind him.
“Can you believe that shit? What did he think he was going to accomplish coming up in here? Trying to get me to snitch on my daddy,” I said, climbing out of my bed and almost falling to the floor.
Ayce grabbed me around my waist making sure I didn't fall.
I turned and looked him in his eyes. He was a sexy ass nigga for real, but I doubted he could handle the person I have become. He had goals and ambitions in school and shit. My goals and ambitions were to follow in my daddy’s footsteps. I know he didn't want that for me, but the streets run through my blood. I looked at Ayce and my heart fluttered. No matter how hard I tried to deny it I was drawn to him. He was giving me another chance, the chance I have wanted for a long time now, but I didn't know if I could be the woman he wants me to be. I thought about him every night, but knew I couldn't stay at home and play Susie Homemaker when there was a whole world out there that was waiting for me to take it over.
“So you think you can handle a relationship with me? It ain't going to be a walk in the park, I’mma tell you that now.”
“Oh, I can handle it alright,” Ayce said leaning in for a kiss. We got lost in the moment and I started to take his clothes off.
“I need to feel you,” I said reaching for his dick. I didn't care that I was in the hospital, I was horny as fuck and needed some dick. I could see the hesitation in his eyes, but he didn't say anything, just proceeded to give me what I needed. Untying my hospital gown, he let it fall to the floor while he played with my nipples. As he gently placed me back on the bed, I opened my legs wide to receive him.
Sliding his dick in, he went slow at first making sure he wasn't hurting me, before he dug into my pussy.
“Ayce baby, Yesssssssss,” I yelled out in ecstasy. Ayce no doubt had the best dick I ever had. The more he dug my pussy out the more I moaned. He put his hand over my mouth in effort to quiet me down, but the shit felt too good to me.
“This my pussy right?” he asked as an orgasm ripped through my body.
“Yes it's your pussy Ayce, it's all yours.”
“That's right, this shit is mine and you better not give it to anybody else,” Ayce said as he was emptying his seeds deep inside my pussy.
I was spent. This nigga just really put it down so good that I done told him this pussy was his and it was, as well as my heart. I just hope I don’t fuck the shit up. We lay in the small hospital bed together, until we both dozed off to sleep.
Chapter 14
Detective Kojak
I just graduated the police academy five months ago and ever since I got hired, I have been given one bullshit case after another. I mean cold cases, cases nobody else wanted and cases that had no leads at all. I understand I'm the rookie, but all I need is a damn break.
Headed out the door to go to lunch, my phone starts to ring.
“Detective Kojak, there's a young lady down here that says she witnessed a murder, you want me to send her up?”
“No, I'll come down to get her.”
Walking down the stairs I could just about imagine what this person is about to tell me.
Walking over to the desk I notice that I don't see anyone sitting in the waiting area.
“Hey Donna, who wants to see me?” I ask.
“The girl walking toward the door.”
I ran over to the young lady to try and stop her.
“Excuse me, excuse me Miss, did you need to talk to me?”
“I changed my mind now,” she said as she continued to walk toward the door.
“Miss, I apologize that you had to wait so long. I have just been very busy, but I am available now.”
She agreed to talk to me and I escorted her back up to my office.
“So ma'am, let’s start with your name.”
“I can't make a statement anonymously?”
“Sure you can. What do you need to tell me?”
“Well, I was following my boyfriend and I saw someone get shot.”
“Who?”
“I don't know his name, but I know the address.”
“Are they dead?”
“Yes.”
“Who shot this person?”
“Ava Cummings.”
I sat in silence for a moment. That name Cummings really got my attention. I fumbled through a few files on my desk before I came across the file labeled Rolando Cummings.
I took out a couple of photos so I could show them to her.
“Do you know this man?”
“That's Duce, Ava's father.”
“Have you ever seen him?”
“Yes, I see him a lot, but I'm here to talk about Ava.”
“Of course.”
“So where is Ava now?”
“Ayce took her, but I don't know where.”
“Why would Ayce take her?”
“Because she got shot, too.”
I could tell by the way Ms. Anonymous
shifted in her seat she was tired of the questions and she was ready to go, but I had to see if she knew any of the other people in the other photos.
“We are almost finished here. Do you know any of these men?”
I showed her pictures of at least ten other men known to work for Rolando.
“I recognize a couple, but that one right there is the one Ava shot today.”
She pointed to a picture of Chris 'Slick' Davis.
“Can you write down the address of the house please, and that's all the questions I have for now. Call me if you come up with anything else.”
I couldn't believe it. I finally got a break in a case.
After a lot of phone calls, I was able to track down Ava and guess who was with her? Jayce 'Ayce' Thomas. They were not too happy to see me, but I knew even through their hardcore demeanor, I was on to something big. I just had to put the many pieces to this puzzle together.
Chapter 15
Mia
“Ohhhhhhhh yes Duce, yes, yes, yes, right there daddy. I'm going to cum Duce! Yes, make me cum.”
The one thing I was going to miss for sure about Duce was his good ass dick. This nigga did things to my body I didn't even know how to put into words. He had me bent over the back of the couch holding on for dear life.
“Shit baby, I'm about to cum, pop that pussy Mia,” he said as he smacked my ass. “Squeeze that shit baby, shit.”
We both came and fell on the couch totally spent.
I heard my phone chime telling me I had missed a call. I got up from the couch and walked over to my phone that was sitting on the kitchen counter. I actually had ten missed calls all from Jasmine.
Walking upstairs, I could see that Duce beat me into the shower, so I pulled out something to wear for the day while I called Jasmine back. With all the money this nigga has, I was tired of living in this two-bedroom, one-bathroom house in the hood. I have begged him countless times to please move me out of this hood and he just won't budge. It's all good though because when he is out of the picture, I'm buying the biggest house I can find far away from the hood.