"Adrienne, she - she told me it was her who ran me off the road that night," I cried.
Chapter Twelve: Kendon King
"What? What the fuck are you talking about?" I yelled not believing my ears.
"Adrienne told me she ran me off the road Kendon! She apologized to me for it!" Jessica cried.
I grabbed her in my arms and rubbed her head. "Its okay baby, don't cry," I told her. This shit was all my damn fault. All because I wanted to be a single man, and fuck a crazy bitch. Jessica cried and cried, until she passed out. I slowly picked her up and carried her to our bedroom. I undressed her down to her panties and bra, and then laid her under the covers. I put on my shoes and grabbed my gun. Adrienne had to go; Kennedy didn't need her ass anyway.
I ran and hopped in my car. I couldn't believe this bitch would go this damn far, just for us to be together. My girl was in a coma for six months. Six fucking months because of this hating ass hoe. I couldn’t have picked a worse chick to get pregnant. I finally pulled up to Adrienne's house and hopped out. Once I reached her door, I saw it was cracked.
"Adrienne! Where are you bitch!" I yelled as I cocked my gun. I rushed through the house and didn't see her in any of the three rooms. I saw the bathroom door was closed, so I twisted the knob. It was locked so I beat on it. "Adrienne!" I yelled. No answer. I stepped back some and then rushed the door, breaking it open. Adrienne was in the empty tub, fully clothed, with a needle still stuck in her arm. "Adrienne, get up, ma!" I yelled as I put my gun back in my waist. I tapped on her face a couple times, and got nothing. I put my fingers to her neck to feel for a pulse, and realized she was dead. "Fuck!" I yelled.
Although I was there to kill her ass, her dying like this was sad as hell. I had one of her neighbors call the police, and sat across the street to watch them wheel her out in a body bag. Tears left my eyes because this shit was sad, regardless of how crazy she was. All this shit was because of July in my eyes. If she would've never brought Adrienne here to be a part of her scheme, this wouldn't even be happening. My girl wouldn't have been in a coma, and Adrienne and her siblings would be alive. Although dead, July was still causing problems for people. I felt bad for whomever their parents were, because all her children were dead, all because of the King family. That's what happens when you fuck with us though, so it ain't much I can say about that.
I sat there for a couple minutes and watched the ambulance disappear into the distance. I drove home, and took the long way just to clear my mind. I walked in the door, and immediately took a shower to wash off all that had happened tonight. I got in bed and cuddled behind Jessica. I couldn't fall asleep right away, ‘cause my mind was racing and replaying tonight's events.
I woke up around 10am, to Jessica bringing me breakfast in bed. "What's all this for?" I asked as I sat up.
"Cause I love you," she smiled.
"Oh yeah?" I asked. She nodded and leaned over to kiss my lips. I filled her in on what happened to Adrienne, and we just chilled with Kenzie and Kennedy for the rest of the day.
Chapter Twelve: Christy King
"Thanks Kylin." I was dropping Kaylie off with Kayden's father because I was going to Kayden's Baltimore show. I was gonna pick her back up later tonight, so Kayden could see her. This was the first time I was gonna see a concert from backstage. The show started at 8pm, but Kayden told me to come at 6pm ‘cause he wanted me there as soon as he arrived at the venue.
I arrived at the venue and everybody was up on game, so they welcomed me in. "Kayden let us know all your favorite snacks Christy, so help yourself," some white lady said as she showed me to a big room full of food.
"Thank you," I smiled.
I helped myself to some finger sandwiches, bananas, string cheese, an ice cream sandwich, Fiji water, and Reese's pieces, constantly for about twenty minutes. I looked at my phone, and saw it was 6:06pm, and I smiled.
"They're here," the same white lady smiled at me. I followed her outside, and saw Kayden's big black tour bus pulling up. It was dusk, so it was a bit chilly outside. I was nervous for some reason; I guess because I hadn't seen him in awhile. The bus stopped and a whole bunch of randoms hopped off, as I waited with bated breath. After a couple minutes, I saw him and he flashed his beautiful smile. He walked towards me, and I tried to wait, but I couldn't. I ran to him and he picked me up to kiss me. It reminded me of the movies.
"I missed you baby," he said in a low tone, as he kissed my lips while holding me in the air.
"I missed you too," I smiled.
"I love you Mrs. King," he said.
"I love you too, Mr. King," I replied. I noticed some girl staring at us, but when she saw me notice, she walked inside.
"Come on, I want to see my dressing room,” he said and grabbed my hand to follow him.
"Nice," I said as I looked around the huge dressing room.
"Yeah, I know. Hometown showing love," he smiled as he admired the room as well.
"Where is the bathroom?" I asked.
"I'm not sure babe. Lydia should be outside, she can tell you. Did you meet her?" he asked as he sat down.
"I think so," I nodded, assuming she was the nice, white lady from before.
After kissing Kayden once more, I got the bathroom location from Lydia. As I was leaving the bathroom, I bumped into the girl who was staring earlier.
"Hi Christy, I'm Kelly Nicole. I'm opening for Kayden," she smiled and put her hand out for me to shake.
"Nice to meet you," I said. I could still picture her dancing on Kayden at the club that one night.
"Likewise. Kayden talks about you all the time," she said.
"That's good to hear," I replied.
"Enjoy the show," she smiled and walked to the bathroom.
The show was live as hell, and I sent a video of the screaming crowd to Nic, Morgan, Jessica, Deija, and Danielle, in a group-text. It was crazy to see people go wild for my little old Kayden. He even brought me out on stage to sing his song "Beautiful Love" that he wrote for me. It was so nerve racking, but sweet at the same time. “To my beautiful wife, who was there before all this shit.” I smiled as I thought of what he said, while I was on stage.
The show ended around 9:30pm, and he ran backstage and picked me up. "Ugh, your sweaty!" I laughed as he carried me to his dressing room. He sat me down and then kissed my lips. After he cleaned up and got dressed, we decided to head out to eat.
"Kayden, you coming to eat with us?!" some chick asked, as she jogged over with that Kelly chick.
"Nah, not tonight," he replied.
"Your pussy must be trash Kelly," the girl laughed and looked at Kelly. Kayden and Kelly froze up, and my stomach dropped once I connected the dots.
"What the fuck Brishay!" Kelly scowled at the girl.
"Oh shit, is this his…" Brishay asked pointing to me and Kelly nodded. That bitch knew who I was, he just brought me on stage!
I stared up at Kayden, and he just opened and closed his mouth. I slapped the shit out of him and then walked away. I had no words for his ass.
"Kayden, I'm sorry," I heard Kelly say.
"Christy!" Kayden called after me. I power walked out the venue, with him hot on my heels. I made it to my car and hopped in as fast as I could. Kayden tugged on my door handle and beat on my window.
"Move before I run your cheating ass over!" I yelled as tears ran down my cheeks. I could feel the tears hit my neck. He stared at me out of breath and then finally let go. I sped away and started to cry even more. I wiped away as many tears as I could, so that I could still see the road.
My phone buzzed and I saw it was Kayden, so I hit ignore. He called four more times, and I did the same thing. My phone rang again and I saw it was Tony.
"Hello?" I answered.
"You okay Christy?" he asked hearing me sniffle, and I paused.
"No I'm not," I cried.
"What happened baby?" he asked.
"Where are you?" I asked him, ignoring his question.
"The crib," he said.
"I'm on my way to get you," I told him and hung up.
I wasn't sure why I was going to see Tony, but I needed someone right now. I sped to Tony's house and picked him up. As soon as he got in, he grabbed me and hugged me tight.
"It's okay ma," he said. He kissed my cheeks and then my neck, before I finally pulled away. I cranked my car back up, and headed to my house. "Damn, this is nice," Tony commented, when he walked through the foyer. "I didn't know a couple hit records could get all this," he scoffed.
Kayden would kill me knowing I had some nigga in our house, our real house at that. But he should've thought about that before he fucked that stupid slut.
"Thank you," I replied.
We went into the den, and I plopped down on the couch. "What's wrong babe?" Tony asked.
I paused and exhaled heavily. "My husband cheated on me," I held my breath and then broke down.
"Damn, he's dumb as hell," Tony replied, as he walked over sat next to me, and hugged me. He lifted my face and kissed my lips. I didn't stop him, because I was hurt. I should've stopped him, but I was tired of Kayden's bullshit. Tony dipped his tongue in my mouth, and reached under my dress to pull down my panties.
"Christy, I want you girl. You so fucking bad," he whispered in my ear, as he removed my underwear and kissed me. He laid me back, and dropped his head between my legs. He took my clit into his mouth and sucked hard.
"Wait Tony," I said in attempt to stop him.
He ignored me and pushed my legs back, as he sucked my clit harder. He dipped his tongue in my hole, and I felt my orgasm rising. “Ahhh, oh my God, Tony,” I moaned.
"You taste so good Christy," he whispered as he continued to devour me.
I came hard all over his mouth, and he licked and sucked until I came again. He kissed my lower lips and then licked from my slit, to my belly button. Once he was finished, he sat up and smiled.
"That's just the preliminary baby," he smiled.
"I should take you home," I said.
"You straight, I'll catch a ride. You need to rest after that. But call me tomorrow, aight?" he smiled and stood up. I nodded, still in shock from that mind-blowing head. I walked him to the door, and then headed to my bedroom to shower and cry some more.
Chapter Thirteen: Kayden King
It took so much for me not to empty a clip in Kelly's dancer, Brishay's head. I had to remember that I was in a professional setting. I sped home after going back inside to get my t-shirt. Right when I pulled up, I saw some nigga coming out my fucking house. I threw my G-wagon in park, and ran up on him.
"Kayden King, R&B's finest," he laughed.
"What the fuck you doing coming out my house nigga?!" I yelled confused as fuck. I didn’t know if he was an intruder, a crazed fan or what, but he had me fucked up.
"You probably don't want to know," he smirked and came closer to me like he wanted a fight.
It was then that I realized, he was invited by Christy. I punched him in the face, and he touched his nose to see if he was bleeding. He started laughing once he realized he was, and charged me. He knocked my hat off my head, and I decked his ass again. He swung quickly, and connected with my ear. That shit hurt like a muthafucka, and pissed me the fuck off even more. I quickly punched his ass back twice, and he fell to the floor. He smiled, and his teeth were covered in blood.
"Your bitch’s pussy tastes like butter pecan. My favorite," he said and licked his bloody lips. In a fit of rage, I pulled my gun from my waist, and shot his ass in the head. I heard Christy unlocking the front door, as I grabbed this nigga by his hair. I dragged him towards the front door, leaving a blood trail. I was so angry in this moment that I didn't care.
"Ahhhh!" Christy screamed and covered her mouth.
"This what I'm gone do to any muthafucka you try to fuck with Christy!" I yelled as loud as I could. I felt like a fucking madman. "Don't you ever let another nigga touch you!" I yelled as she cried. I dragged his body to the garage, as she followed me. I dropped him and then kicked his stomach.
"Kayden," Christy said, as I dialed Draco and Dice to get the clean-up crew.
"At your house-house nigga?" Draco asked, after I explained what happened.
"Unfortunately," I replied and exhaled heavily.
"Aight, bet," he said before we both hung up. I put my phone in my pocket, and groaned cause my ear was in pain.
"You did all this for me?" Christy asked.
"Hell yeah. I love you Christy. And I'm sorry baby. I don't know what I was thinking when I fucked that bitch. But I put it on my dead brother’s grave that I will never touch another girl, baby," I pleaded. She nodded, and grabbed my head to kiss me.
"Ah, ah! My ear," I said and she chuckled. "Bitch ass nigga," I mumbled as I kicked that nigga again. We kissed for a while, until the clean-up crew came. Once they were gone, we picked up Kaylie from my father, and then headed home.
"Here's some ice baby," Christy said as she climbed in bed with me naked.
"Christy, I need you to come finish the tour with me. I missed you way too much," I said.
"Okay," she smiled.
"For real?" I asked, and she nodded. I climbed between her legs, and entered her tight walls.
"Ahhhh," she purred.
"You gave that nigga my pussy?" I asked, as I kissed her neck and lips.
"No," she moaned in between kisses.
"You let him taste my pussy?" I asked as I kissed the back of her hands. She nodded. "You got some head and sent him home?" I smiled as I pounded into her slowly, in a circular motion. She nodded and smiled. We chuckled together, and I kissed her passionately.
"I love you Kayden," she whispered.
"I love you more baby," I said as I lifted her legs, and sped up. I took her nipple into my mouth, and the sound of me beating her pussy up, made my nut rise. She came all over my dick, and I busted in her. I kissed down her stomach and then carried her to the shower.
"Was her pussy wack?" she asked me as I carried her to the bathroom.
"Solid 4/10," I shrugged. She laughed and so did I. I loved her crazy ass.
Chapter Thirteen: Nic King
"So do you know what it is?" I asked Danielle, as she palmed her belly. I hadn't had time to see her, and I wanted to check on her since she was pregnant.
"It's a girl. I'm hoping she is nothing like me," she said and rolled her eyes.
"Awww, don't say that," I smiled and rubbed her stomach.
"But how's it been going? Are you tired or hungry a lot?"
"Girl yes!" she bucked her eyes, and I laughed.
"And irritable," Damien chimed in, as he walked from the back.
"I am not irritable!" she smiled at him as I laughed.
"Nic, she blew up and cried at the same damn time, because she left her maternity pants at my condo," Damien laughed.
"What the hell Danielle?" I asked laughing and she shrugged.
Once Damien went to the back, I scooted closer to Danielle. "You've been to his condo?" I asked.
"Yeah. You've never been to Kendrick's?" she asked, and I shook my head no.
"Girl, you his wife. Ain't no telling what or who he hiding in there," she raised her brow. I thought about what she said and changed the subject. After talking a little more with Danielle, I decided to leave.
I rushed home, and searched for one of Kendrick's condo keys, since he was gone. I found one in his boxer drawer, and started to leave. Fuck. I need the address. I thought. I searched his drawer some more, and saw some mail to the three condos. Which one. Which one? I asked myself, as my heart beat fast. I finally said fuck it, and decided to do a trial and error.
I drove to the first condo, and rushed to the door. I tried the key, and it didn't work. "Fuck!" I said, and rushed back to my car. I sped to the second one, and was happy his car wasn't here. I ran up to the door, and luckily it opened. I walked in, and was in awe at how nice the place was. The carpet was plush and burgundy red. There was a huge screen TV, nice ass lounge couches, a big fis
h tank, a stereo system with huge speakers, a fully stocked bar, and brown wooden walls. The kitchen had super white marble floors, and two stainless steel refrigerators.
I walked to the bedroom, to see if I could find anything that would tell me a female had stayed here. The bedroom had the same red carpet, two stripper poles, which made me frown, a huge bed with bedding fit for a king, and a huge TV. When this nigga told me his condos were for the hoes, I didn't think it'd be this nice. I started to look through the drawers and saw nothing out of the ordinary.
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