Fallin' For a Thug 3

by Lucinda John

  “See what I mean she so damn stubborn.” Khalil jumped in.

  “Bye Lance.” I waved him off. “Anywho, I’m hungry what did you cook?”

  “Wings and fries.” Tissa replied.

  “The fuck I’ma do with some wings and fries?” I frowned.

  “You gon eat that shit! A bitch can’t be cooking your ass a five course meal you can hire a chef for all that.” Tissa carried on.

  “Yeah ok.” I replied getting up with Gunz Jr. and making my way to the kitchen.

  I sat him in his high chair and placed some cheese puffs in front of him. Once he was settled I grabbed me a plate and piled it up with wings and fries. I then made me two turkey, ham, and cheese sandwiches and sat down to eat. This little girl had me eating and gaining weight like a bitch. I don’t remember being this big with Gunz Jr. and I was praying lil’ mama didn’t mess up mommy’s figure.

  As I took bites of my food I could feel a pair of eyes staring at me. I could tell it was La’Tissa from the smell of her perfume. Sticking up my middle finger I continued to gobble down my food as if I hadn’t eaten anything in years.

  “Fat ass.” she smirked before grabbing a plate of food and taking a seat next to me.

  “How am I going to do this without him.” I bust into tears.

  “You are going to do it and you’re going to do a damn good job, you have us here helping you so you have nothing to worry about.” she tried to console me.

  “I can’t believe I’m a single mother to two kids. Both of my husbands died, I’m like some type of plague.” I vented.

  “Shhh don’t talk like that, none of those deaths were your fault so don’t beat yourself up over them.”

  “Ugh this is hard. What do I tell my kids when they grow up and ask for their dad?” I asked.

  “You tell them how much of a good father he was and how much he loved them.” she replied.

  Just like that I lost any desire to eat. I grabbed Gunz Jr. and walked to the room La’Tissa had set up for us. My girl out did herself. She had majority of the baby’s things set up and organized in the room. Holding my son close to my heart I cried myself to sleep.

  ****

  In my dreams Gunz was about to put that dick in my life until a sharp pain shot through my body.

  “Owwwwwwww!!!!!” I screamed out startling Gunz Jr. and causing him to cry.

  “What’s wrong?” Khalil asked as him and Tissa rushed in my room.

  “It hurts so bad.” I cried.

  “Your water broke.” La’Tissa said pointing out the wet spot that was in the middle of the bed. Here I was thinking I was having a wet dream about my late husband but in reality I was in labor.

  “Get her bags and shit ready!” Khalil yelled out rushing over to my side.

  He helped me up and carried me bridal style downstairs and placed me into the car. I was trying my hardest to practice my breathing techniques but the pain was unbearable. Since I wasn’t alert when I went through labor with Gunz Jr., I wasn’t prepared. La’Tissa stayed home with the kids until Rose arrived to sit with them. I would rather have her here with me but Khalil wasn’t having that. Khalil must have broken every road rule in the book because in a blink of an eye we were sitting in front of the hospital’s double doors.

  “I feel it oh God!” I cried opening my legs wider.

  “Oh shit I think the baby coming out.” Khalil began to panic.

  “Oh my god Gunz how the fuck you going to leave me to do this shit by myself?” I cried feeling a great deal of pressure.

  “Oh shit! That’s the head.” Khalil said as if he was going to be sick.

  Instead of leaving me by myself he held my hands and began honking the horn until someone came out to help us. When a doctor arrived there was nothing they could do because I was crowning. My doctor was worried about my C-section cut tearing because it hadn’t been a full year since I had Gunz Jr. With a praying heart I was able to have a safe V-bac bringing my daughter Toshanna Ganiyah Lewis into this world.

  “I feel dizzy.” I softly whispered.

  “Get her inside STAT and start her on an IV she’s losing a lot of fluids.” The doctor began screaming out orders.

  “Is she going to be ok?” I heard Khalil ask the doctor.

  “She’s fine, our main focus right now is to make sure she don’t have any internal bleeding. She pushed out a baby ten months after having a c-section so there is a protocol we must follow to ensure everything is ok with Mrs. Lewis.” The doctor responded just before wheeling me away.

  Chapter 3

  Gunz

  “Ohhh yess daddy fuck me harder.” Johanna cried out as I dicked her down. In order to keep my dick hard enough to satisfy her I had to picture myself diving inside of Tosha’s wet pussy.

  It’s been six months since this crazy bitch kidnapped me and brought me to China. At first I didn’t want to cooperate so she would have me locked in a basement tied to a chair. The more I sat in that chair, the more I realized that if I was going to get out of here and to my family I was going to have to bite the bullet and play nice with the hoe.

  I felt like choking this bitch out as I watched her roll her eyes in pleasure but I knew that wasn’t going to end too well for me. She had security in every corner of the house carrying army type weapons and ready to shoot at any given second. If I was going to make it with my kids out of here alive I had to strategically plan my next move.

  “Ahhhhh shit!!!!” she cried as she came.

  Pulling out I went to the bathroom, hopped in the shower and finished myself off. I use to love fucking with Johanna at one point in time, I even wanted to be with her but now it made me sick to my stomach to fuck her. I was disgusted every time I looked at her. I found myself comparing her to Tosha and this grimey ass hoe had nothing on my baby.

  The more I thought about Tosha the angrier I became. Johanna had it so that everyone would believe that we all died in a plane crash. She made sure there was never a phone in my sight so that I couldn’t call home. Hell this was the first time in six months that I was able to walk around the house freely and play with my kids. When I noticed Johanna trying to get in the shower, I got out. It was torture fucking her and I wasn’t about to go through that shit again.

  “Daddy!” Aniyah called my name holding her brother. “He pooped.” she scrunch her nose up.

  “Why didn’t you change him?” I chuckled.

  “Eww daddy that’s yucky.” she frowned.

  “I know baby let me get him.” I said reaching out for him.

  Every time I would look in Amir’s face I would see Gunz Jr. My son was now ten months and I prayed I didn’t have to miss his first birthday.

  “Big man you gonna have to go to the bathroom soon.” I tickled Amir.

  His smile lit up the room causing my heart to soften. The only not so bad thing about being here is being able to spend time with my children. I was loving watching them grow.

  “Daddy can we go to the market today?” Aniyah asked.

  “That’s a great idea we’ll all go.” Johanna replied causing me to roll my eyes.

  “Yay!!” Aniyah yelled jumped up and down.

  Picking up Amir, I grabbed Aniyah hand and we walked out of the room. Like white on rice the security guard began following us. All I needed was to get my hands on a few guns. By now I knew their schedule like clockwork; with the right weapons I was confident that I’d be able to take their asses out.

  I sat the kids at the table and waited for Ling to make us breakfast. Ling was an Americanized Chinese chick so she knew how to cook American. Her food was nothing like Tosha’s but it was better than eating Chinese cooking. Ling sat a plate of eggs, pancakes, and sausage in front of all of us before grabbing a rag and wiping down everything.

  “Why don’t you sit down and eat?” I asked her.

  “I have work to do.” she replied with her heavy accent.

  “I never see you eat, all you do is clean and cook. Sit down and have something to eat.”
I snapped.

  I didn’t know what type of sweat shop Johanna was running but the workers around here got no breaks. Every time she would come around they would get scared and start acting all nervous. I had no issue with hiring help, but something about these girls working here didn’t feel right. I watched as Ling nervously sat down and brought a piece of sausage to her mouth.

  “What the fuck are you doing?” Johanna came downstairs and said causing Ling to jump up as if her seat was on fire.

  “I told her to sit down and take a break.” I snapped.

  “You don’t run shit around here.” she said causing me to clench my jaw. “Get your ass back to work before I fuck you up!!” she yelled at Ling.

  With tears in her eyes Ling jumped up and got back to cleaning. Instead of saying anything to Johanna I went back to feeding Amir and eating my food. This bitch was really pushing shit since she had the upper hand, but once I got to a phone and called Khalil it was about to be World War III up in this bitch.

  “Ready?” she smiled as if what she just did was cool.

  “I don’t even feel like going anywhere with you no more.” I spat.

  “No daddy please come.” Aniyah cried causing me to reconsider.

  I wanted to smack the smirk Johanna had on her face off so bad, but I didn’t want my kids to see that shit plus I knew her security would be on my ass. One time I punched her in the nose for threatening to fuck with Tosha if I didn’t get with the program and she had her big body muscle men beat me for hours. It was all cool though because pay back was about to be a motherfucker.

  When we got in the car to leave, Johanna was having a heated discussion with someone. I was only able to hear one side of the conversation but all she kept saying was “No, I want more money for them.” If Johanna was getting down like that down here I wanted to get my feet in before I killed her ass. I decided I was going to bring it up later on some pillow talk type shit.

  The day was long as fuck as we went to the market. Johanna bought Aniyah’s spoiled ass everything she looked at. The only thing I had to give to Johanna was that she was a real good mother, she just had some fucked up in the head type of ways. I was going to feel bad killing her because my kids did love their mother, but they loved Tosha as well and I knew for a fact that they wouldn’t have any problem transitioning to a new life with her.

  “Bae, let me ask you something.” I said to Johanna laying it on thick.

  “Yes baby.” she blushed sitting on my lap. I wanted to push her ass off but I sucked it up.

  “I overheard you on the phone with somebody, what is it that you do down here?” I asked her.

  “I’m a hustla baby, getting money.” she replied, brushing my question off.

  “I’m trynta get in.” I said.

  “Why, don’t I take good care of you?”

  “That you do, but I’m ready to start getting it off the muscle. Your pretty ass need to be sitting at home with the kids while I handle business like a man. Hell I might fuck around and put another baby in your ass.” I lied.

  “Hmm I don’t know.” she shrugged.

  “Come on baby, I’m supposed to be your Clyde.” I whispered kissing her lips. I then brought my finger to her pussy and started playing with it causing her to moan out in pleasure.

  “Mmmm, ohhhhhhhhhh. Yesssssss.” she moaned. “I will have Lee show you everything in the morning but first you gotta fuck me and put that baby in me.” she purred causing me to feel sick to my stomach.

  Flipping her over, I stuck my dick in her and fucked her until she was busting her third nut. After knocking her out cold off this dope dick I went to the bathroom and jacked my dick until I was nutting in the toilet. There was no way in hell I was letting my seeds travel through her insides. Stepping out of the room, I went inside the kids room and got in bed with my baby girl.

  *****

  “Make any sudden movements and we’re ordered to kill you.” Lee said.

  “Shut the fuck up and let’s go.” I snapped.

  If it wasn’t for him and his back up holding guns I would have went in on all of them. I hate feeling naked without a gun on me. I made a mental note to fuck Johanna into getting me a gun. I was going to use this good ass dick to my full advantage. We approached a big warehouse where Lee punched in the code ‘26558’ to enter. That nigga was trying to be discreet, but didn’t know Khalil and I had these same type of pin pads on our trap doors so it was nothing for me to memorize his hand movement and figure out the numbers.

  When we walked inside I was pissed. The room was filled with all types of women chained to a metal bar. The women were dressed in bras and thongs looking as if they were strung out on drugs. The more I looked around at the women the angrier I became, what type of sick shit is this? I thought to myself.

  “What the fuck is this shit?” I asked Lee.

  “Oh your wife didn’t tell you?” he chuckled. “Johanna is in charge of women trafficking in China.” he smirked.

  “This some sick shit, nah I ain’t with it.” I said walking out.

  I bumped into some men that was carrying a black chick, she had a pillow case over her head, but her frame was very familiar. Curiosity got the best of me so I turned around and watched as the men chained her to the metal bar. They then grabbed a syringe and stuck it in her emptying the drug into her system. When they finally pulled the pillow case from her my legs buckled.

  “Lori.” I whispered to myself.

  How the fuck did they get her? I wondered as I watch her battered body lay against the floor. She was looking at me, but the gloss in her eyes led me to believe that she probably didn’t know it was me. I didn’t want to alarm the fellas so they wouldn’t run back and tell Johanna that I knew one of the girls so I decided to fake like I wanted in.

  “Where do you get the girls?” I asked Lee.

  “We have men in different cities kidnapping pretty girls and selling them to us.” he replied.

  “What do you do with the girls?”

  “We sell them to men looking for wives, maids, or sex slaves. We also have a few of them working in the gentlemen clubs and a few that entertain the men on a more personal level.” he replied.

  “Like a Geisha?” I asked.

  “No, that’s more in the Japanese culture; we just have whores that have sex for money. Like a prostitute, you do have those in you country right?” he chuckled.

  “How do you sort the women out?”

  “That is now your job. I will help you until you get the hang of things but for the most part Johanna wants you in charge of negotiating with different businessmen and sending them the appropriate girls. Come here, let me show you something.” he said walking towards the back of the warehouse.

  As I followed him I couldn’t help but stare at Lori. I could only imagine what everyone was going through back at home looking for her. I thought of her daughter and my homie Dre and anger began to fill my body. This whole operation was sick as fuck and I was going to bring each and everyone of these motherfuckers down.

  In the back of the warehouse was a massive area that was decked out in nothing but fine furniture. The decorative Italian tiles matched the sectionals perfectly. This room was completely different from the part we were in earlier.

  “This is where we host the auctions.” he pointed around.

  “You mean people actually bid on these women?” I asked.

  “Yes. This is a very lucrative business. I saw you was looking at the black girl, if you want to play before she goes you can, I won’t tell Johanna.” he smirked.

  “What the fuck you mean play?” I asked clenching my jaw.

  “Whoa calm down. Sometimes we come down here and enjoy ourselves before the women get sold. The black girls are in high demand so I’m going to try to break that pretty thing in before Juan gets her.” he laughed.

  “Who is Juan?” I asked.

  “He’s the black bitch lover, our highest bidder. He spends millions with us just to get his hands on black
girls, it’s some type of fetish for him.” he shrugged.

  “Don’t touch her I want her first.” I spat trying to do anything to keep Lori out of harms way.

  “When is Juan coming?” I asked.

  “He likes to have ten black girls waiting for him every time he comes down. We have three now so when we get seven more Johanna makes the call to him. You may want to watch out for him, you didn’t hear this from me but I think they have something going on.” he said as if I gave a fuck.

  “Tell me everything I need to know then you may leave.” I said trying to mentally put together a way to save Lori. I had to get in contact with Khalil quick. I needed an army if I was going to take down these sick pervs. Johanna didn’t trust me enough, but tonight I was going to give her enough dick to have her ass eating out the palm of my hands.

  Chapter 4

  Lori

  My body was going through the motions of the drugs I was injected with, something I’d become use to. Ever since that bitch came in my house and forced me out by holding a gun to my baby’s head, I’ve been going through misery. Oneeka was one sick broad and her ass needed to be somewhere strapped in a chair coloring.

  The more I thought of everything I was missing the more I no longer cared when they filled my body with drugs. I welcomed the feeling of the syringe filling me up just to enjoy having my mind off missing my daughter, Dre, and everyone else terribly. I knew Dre hated me, and that’s because Oneeka forced me to take pictures with this man fucking and shit so that Dre would believe that I left him to be with someone else. I could only imagine the heartache this twisted lie must have caused Dre and it made me feel sick to my stomach.