I did as he said and twenty minutes later we were in the car. We were on the way to the house that Ablo owned in Lithonia. That way we could elude Fulton Co. Police being that Lithonia was in Dekalb Co. The house was in Uncle Pete's wife's name. We didn't stay in the house much. It had four bedrooms, four and a half baths, huge kitchen with all stainless steel appliances, dining room, den, living room, and huge garage. It was lavishly furnished. We didn't stay there that much, because he couldn't leave the city for too long. He loved the fast life and couldn't be too far from his business. He knew that if he turned his back for too long all hell would break loose. This time he took the chance to protect me.
It took twenty five minutes to get to our destination. It was awfully quiet, but I loved it. No one knew about our spot except for our closest friends and I felt safe. I just couldn't shake a funny feeling that I had though.
"Got the keys baby?" He asked.
"Yeah, right here." I held them up
"Word, I'm right behind you," he said.
I unlocked the door and popped the light on. "I didn't realize how much I missed this place," I said and headed to the bedroom.
"Yeah, we ain't been here in a minute. It's fucked up that we here 'cause a mufucka wanna hit the crib up. It's cool though. A nigga goin' hit the streets up tomorrow. Oh, believe it baby. Some shit goin' pop off. I know it's the Kings. I want that mufucka El bad as hell. He just don't know that I been waitin' for a reason to dead his ass," he said with anger in each word.
"We here now baby. Let's just say fuck it 'till tomorrow. Okay?" I suggested. I really didn't want to hear about El.
"Yeah," he said and cleared his throat. "You right. I need to chill. It ain't like that shit ain't happened before. We straight though. You straight bay?" He asked me.
"Yeah, uh...I guess so. We should forget all them haters and get our freak on like we started."
"Sounds good," Ablo smiled at me. "You sure?"
I removed my clothes, and laid spread eagle on the bed. "They ain't stop nuthin'."
Diablo's tongue made me forget about the rivalries and street wars. At that moment nothing else mattered.
* * *
A couple days later Diablo paid cash for a condo in Stillwater Plantation. It was a nice neighborhood, with a pool, and all the other amenities that came with money. Diablo and his boys moved our things out of our old apartment. We were back in the city and The Cues were searching for the niggas who bust on us. They weren't going to stop until they found out who it was.
Princess and Daren were at my crib chilling. Teji was out with one of her sugar daddies who sent a limo to pick her up. His name was Thomas and he was a big time lawyer. He was a white man who had a weakness for dark skinned women with curves. Teji was color blind, unless the color was green of course. Shamira was at home chilling with her new man, and Maya was at home chilling by herself. Lexus had a cold, so she couldn't come out.
Princess was primping in the mirror trying to decide what underwear to wear for Ace. "You are the nastiest bitch I know!" I yelled at her playfully. She'd picked up some things earlier during one of our shopping sprees.
"Don't hate the player, hate the game sweetie," she said holding up a bright, yellow thong.
"What the fuck difference do it make? You goin' take the shit off anyway," Daren said popping the hell out of some gum.
"It's all about the mood bitch. I'm classy boo, not trashy. I give a mufucka a night to remember every time," Princess answered matter of factly.
"Oh, you don't know shit," Daren said waving her off.
Princess finally agreed on a red fish net bra, and thong set. "Now that's sexy," she said admiring herself in the mirror. She'd just gotten out of the shower about fifteen minutes before.
"Put on some damn clothes bitch before my man get here," I said frowning my face at her.
We heard a car horn outside as Princess pulled a skimpy red shirt over her head. The silky material clung to her and showed the slimness of her waist. She also put on a short, tight ass jean skirt with some red, open toe stiletto heels. She added a pair of red tinted Dior shades to set off her Christian Dior ensemble. The car horn blew again, but she took her time applying clear MAC glass to her full lips. She added eye shadow and a little mascara to her eyes and put her glasses back on. Tossing her braids over her shoulder she struck a sexy pose. "I'm a bad ass bitch," she said.
"Yes, you are cuz," I agreed watching as she grabbed her cute, red leather Dior tote bag. She waved at us and sashayed out of the door with her booty jiggling. She closed the door and Daren started.
"She is fierce as hell, you hear me.? Can't no bitch 'round here fuck wit' Princess. She goin' get hers honey. You see her ass cheeks hangin' out that skirt.? That lil' thang huggin' the hell outta her ass. She got cleavage and ass out. She a bad bitch for real," Daren said and looked at her watch.
"Where you need to be?" I asked. She seemed really anxious.
"Oh, nowhere girl. Pedro just keep textin’ me and shit. I just wanted to see what time it is."
"You didn't even bother to look at your phonw. How you know it's Pedro?" I asked.” “Don’t your phone have the time on it?"
"I have his number set on vibrate, so I know it's him. My phone ring for all other numbers. Plus I know his routine like a book. He text me the same time everyday. I'm goin' let him sweat and wonder where my fine ass at. I bet he sittin' in his office smellin' my panties right now. He goin' call me in a minute watch."
I shook my head and then Daren's cell phone rang.
"Hello," she answered. "Oh, Pedro, hi baby." She rolled her eyes. "Oh, I left my phone in the car ...no I ain't ignoring you...c'mon Pedro. I'll be there in a lil' while." She was silent for a long time. "I promise." She lowered her voice to a sexy whisper and said something before she let out a moan. I suddenly missed my man. He'd only gone to Mont's for a little while.
Daren ended her call and sighed. "That mufucka got it bad," she giggled.
"Ain't nobody tell you to put that mulatto shit on his old ass."
The door opened and there my baby was. He walked over to me, pulled me up from the sofa and gave me a hug.
"What's up Daren?" He asked and gave me a kiss on the lips. No tongue, just a sweet lip to lip kiss.
"Nuthin'. What's up wit' you Blo?" She smiled at our public display of affection.
"If ya'll ever break up there's no hope for love," she said and got up.
"You out?" Diablo asked. "No time to smoke a bob?" He liked Daren the most out of my girls. I figured it was because she was his type. He said it was because she was real. He also said that she proved to be a good friend to me. I wondered if it was because he'd come on to her and she refused. If that was the case would she have told me? I shook the feeling off.
"No, I gotta go before Pedro start blowin' my phone up. It ain't been ten minutes since we talked and he textin' me again already. Ya'll have fun," she smiled. The white Baby Phat dress with the slanted hem hugged her petite, coke bottle shape. Ablo was smiling all in her face. It was cute because Daren was so sweet and she just made all men melt like that. Even my father and Uncle Pete. She was adorable and I couldn't help but feel secure around Daren. I believed that she would never cross the line, but I didn't put anything past Diablo. He was a man.
"Bye girl," I said walking her to the door.
"A’ight Yanna. I'll be over in the mornin'. We gotta hit the spa."
"Of course."
"What's up baby?" He asked when I joined him in the kitchen. He was preparing some steaks and the man could cook. Uncle Pete and his wife had taught him well.
"Nothing. Baby, I'm bored. We used to do all types of shit. Now we just sit home, get high, and fuck. You ain't tired of my pussy yet?" I asked.
He looked at me like I was crazy. "Hell nol. Is that a trick question? And what you mean you bored. We do all types of shit together."
"Oh whatever, not lately and you know it. I mean we don't do shit like we used to. We was always flyin’ or d
rivin’ somewhere. I'm tired of sittin’ at home doing nuthin'. I need a change of scenery."
Diablo sighed. "Baby, it's chaotic right now. I really can't make no moves outta town right now."
“You go outta town wit’ your boys to handle business,” I said in a whiney voice.
“That’s different.”
"C'mon baby. Let Mont, Juan and Ace take over for a week or two. We could go to Cancun, eat lobster, drink champagne, rent a villa by the ocean, eat fresh fruit, shop all day, and make love all night. C'mon Ablo. Or we could fly to Cuba. You said yourself you haven't been there since you was a little boy," I suggested.
"Look Boo, I'll think about it okay," he said and looked away.
"Okay," I said and shrugged my shoulders. "I just don't want our relationship to get sour. When that happens, you know, sometimes you look for what you're missin' in someone else." Was that why he cheated? Had I been such a bitch that he had to look elsewhere?
Diablo looked at me and slammed his huge fist on the counter.
I jumped.
"Don't go there Yanna! If you ever..." He realized that he was yelling and stopped to calm himself. "If you ever cheat on me and I find out who the nigga is I'll kill him. I can't say that I know what I'd do to you. Yanna, it would fuck me up baby, because the thought by itself makes me crazy. If thinking of it makes me crazy, imagine if the shit really happened." He shook his head and sighed heavily. He glanced at me and I could see tears in his eyes. He would never let them fall in front of me. I looked away.
"Yanna, look at me baby."
I looked up and made eye contact with him.
He just stared at me for a few minutes as if it took a lot for him to let the words out. Then he began.
"I love you. That's probably the millionth time I said it since we been together, and I meant it every time. I know that if you cheat on me I probably deserve it. I know that I done it to you constantly and I'm sorry. I never, ever meant to hurt you. It was never my intention. I love you more than life itself, and deep down I wanna protect you. When you told me I wasn't protectin' your heart, that shit finally hit me. If I would kill another mufucka for hurtin' you, who am I to do that shit. I'm the one who claim to love you unconditionally. I'm the man, shit, look what I got. I gotta preserve that shit. I can't and I won't hurt you again. Don't ever feel like you gotta pay me back. The cheatin' shit is over. Ain't no bitch out there in them streets got shit on you. I couldn't risk losing you again for a night of sex with no feelings. We make love lil' mama, and I'm straight wit' that, and that's my word. I'm goin' be faithful, because I love you and I don't want to have to worry about you fuckin' around on me wit' some lame ass mufucka."
"Oh, so you just worried that I'll cheat to get you back. I don't believe that you won't cheat again. Once a fuckin' dog always a fuckin' dog. After all these years I been faithful. Why would I cheat now? I should be content too right? Well, I'm not. You don't do the same shit you used to. I been buggin' you 'bout that shit for a long ass time. You just don't fuckin' get it. Look, maybe you'll understand if I put it like this. You know how you felt the first time you saw that Mercedes on the lot. You were like I gotta get that. Your pockets were right so you took you dream car home right off the lot. It's your shit, and can't no other nigga drive it. You put twenties on it, you tint the windows, you get a bangin' ass Bose sound system, twelve disc changer, you keep the body up so niggas can salivate when they see you pushin' that bitch All them niggas envious. You the man. You keep the tank full, keep it tuned up, keep oil in it. It's running like it did the day you bought it home. You gotta nurture a relationship like that. How the fuck you goin' take better care of your car than you do me? Do you understand? If you stopped doing all the necessary shit to keep your car up you know what'll happen. It'll break the fuck down. It'll happen to this relationship too nigga. You gotta be consistent Boo. Don't keep tellin' me what the fuck you goin' do. Do that shit, and keep doin' it. Don't do it for six months and then go back to that old shit. I'm a street bitch, and you know I been through some shit. I ain't no dummy. I'm so sick of feelin' like you here just 'cause you used to me. Well baby, sumthin's lackin' here, because if it wasn't you wouldn’t feel the need to fuck other bitches. What is it Ablo? If I do sumthin' let me know so I can fix it, because I do love you."
Diablo looked at me and placed the steaks on the electric griddle he loved to cook on. The sound of the sizzling steaks filled the room and was surrounded by silence. The only other sound was the faint tick of the clock in the living room. About five minutes passed before Diablo spoke. "So, what the fuck you want me to say? I'm a man, and I'm a dog? You a woman and regardless of what I say it's goin' always be in the back of your mind that all men just dogs," he laughed and then stared at me. "You're the closest thing to perfection I ever seen. I ain't even really have no reason to cheat. I just did it because the shit is so fuckin' easy. Women just want me. They wanna know how it feel to fuck the one and only Diablo Perez," he put up the Cue Boy sign and hollered out their call like his boys were in the next room.
"So if it's all about you why the hell you wit' me? Huh? The pussy is there so you goin' just take it and say fuck me? And you don't think niggas wanna fuck me? I could get way more dick than you could ever imagine. I ain't got to be no powerful kingpin. I ain't gotta have shit but some good pussy and some bangin' ass head, and you know I got both. The pussy is power baby, believe that," I said.
"But women love men wit' money, power, and respect. You know I got all three. But men don't fuck wit' what's forbidden between crews or within', unless he wanna be deaded. I see nervous eyes travel all over your body. Hell yeah, I know niggas wanna get down wit' you. I see niggas wit' they tongues hangin' out wonderin' about what's between them soft, thick, creamy ass thighs. I know they wanna catch a peek at them firm 'round titties, wit' the big, pretty brown nipples," he licked his lips picturing my naked body. "They wanna hold on to that lil' waist and kiss that tight belly. They wanna control them hips while you throw that round, fat, firm, but soft ass. I know niggas get hard wantin' to sample my pussy. That's right my pussy. It's off limits to any mufucka other than me. I put my claim on it baby and I'm goin' marry your ass and claim it for life. That sweet, juicy pussy between your thighs is forbidden fruit to any nigga other than me, and there really ain't no other way to put it. You a fantasy to other men, and that's all. Them niggas ain't crazy shit, you mine. I'll never let you leave me. You hear that? You mine, and you ain't goin' no fuckin' where."
"Are you mine? Is that good dick in your pants mine? Can you sit here and guarantee that? How 'bout makin' bein' faithful official," I said.
He walked over to me and leaned over to give me a kiss. "You my angel lil' mama. I'm goin' marry you and make all your dreams come true. You know I'm yours. Every inch of me, I promise. And since you so damn bored and I can't make no moves yet I'll send you and your girls to the Bahamas, or wherever you wanna go." He winked at me and went to tend to the steaks.
"You trust me to go without you?" I asked.
"I trust you period," he said.
"I gotta go call Princess and Maya. I want Teji and Daren to go too."
"Whatever you want baby."
"Anything?"
"Anything."
* * *
Meanwhile, Maya was at home watching "What's Happening" reruns when the doorbell rang.
"Who is it?" She called out.
"It's Ju!" He yelled.
She reluctantly got up and opened the door. "Ju, I thought I told you to stay away," Maya said pulling him inside.
"That nigga here?" He asked.
"We broke up 'cause of your ass."
"Nol, ya'll broke up because of you.’Cause of your lies."
"Okay Ju. Lexus is yours and you know it. Mel is the only father she know though," Maya said pitifully.
"I'm her daddy. Maya just let me hold her. Please. I know it's gonna take some time for you to admit it to Mel, but you gotta at least give me the chance to be a father to her
. It's killin' me Maya. That little girl is a fuckin' part of me and I can't even touch her. I hate you for that." Ju said with tears in his eyes.
The harsh reality of what she'd done suddenly smacked her in the face and she couldn't help but cry. "Damn Ju. I'm sorry," she whispered and left the room. A minute or two later she came back with Lexus in her arms and handed her to Ju without saying a word.
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