by Tiece
“What?” Rico was confused. Things were happening so fast it took him a second to register what she was asking.
“Le’me break this down for you.” She slowly spoke as if he were not up to speed. “Whose muthafuckin’ number is 706.555.0110?” She slapped him again as hard as she could. It felt like she had dislocated her arm for a moment she hit him so hard.
Rico had never seen that side of Mona. “Damn baby! Calm the fuck down!” He said overbearing her swings and stopping the licks she was giving him upside his head. Mona may have been a woman but her licks felt like that of a man.
Mona cried feeling very betrayed. “This bitch got the nerve to text you asking you if you miss her pussy!”
“What?” Rico was shocked thinking that Karen would know better than to text him saying shit like that.
“How could you do me like this?” Rico felt bad as hell because he was seriously trying to prevent this. “Whose number is it or do I have to call and ask myself?” He knew the number was Karen’s but he couldn’t tell her that. She would kill him before the night was over.
“Give me the phone.” He said looking directly into Mona’s teary eyes. “Hittin’ on me like I don’ did sum,” he murmured as if he was pissed about the whole encounter. “I don’t know that number.”
“NO! Le’me dial it!” Mona demanded, because she was not about to give him that phone. She dialed the number quickly and put the phone on speaker.
Damn, here she go with this speaker shit, he thought looking crazy and almost guilty as fuck. There would be no way that he could lie his way out of this one.
“Hey Boo,” the sexy voice answered. “When are you coming back over?” Rico stood with a blank expression on his face, because Mona was positioned to kick off in his ass if he was lying. This was do or die time and he knew that any moves made or thought out at this moment would determine his future. He loved his family beyond a doubt and hated knowing that he could lose it all over a chick that he’d just fucked but was done with her.
He looked at his phone as Mona waved it in his face thinking that he’d better say something quickly or she would. He cleared his throat, taking in a deep breath. Even though his nerves were shot through the roof, he was a soldier and he definitely wasn’t going out without a fight.
**********
Monty pulled up to MiKayla’s house to see a nice ass Black Bentley parked on the side of the curbstone across the street from her house. The tag showed that whoever was in it was from out of state.
Damn, I’ma have to get me one of those soon, he thought then drove into the driveway and parked behind MiKayla’s car. He sat in his Tahoe for a moment still thinking about the altercation that he and Candy had earlier. He loved her, but she was mean as hell and he knew that it would take more than a prayer for him to get back in her good graces. God would have to come down himself and touch her on the head and practically beg her to take him back. The only problem was that even if she did she’d never trust him. He knew in his heart, at that moment, that they could never be an item again. Not right now anyway.
MiKayla was someone that he could relate too and she was good to him. She’d proven her loyalty and that within itself made him feel so much closer to her. He wasn’t lying when he told Rico that she probably would be the next main chick. He already knew that no one in his family would approve of it not even his mama, but he was going to live his life the way he wanted too and if being with MiKayla was what he wanted then so be it.
He got out of his vehicle and walked up to the door. All he wanted was a hug from his boo. She always had a way of making him feel better. He rang the doorbell since he hadn’t got his key back yet. MiKayla opened the door a minute later with a crazy look on her face.
“Uh, hey babe,” she nervously spoke. “I didn’t know you were coming over.”
“I didn’t know I had to announce my coming over here.” He said as he walked in.
“Well, uh,” she said fidgeting with her hands.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Monty asked feeling like something was wrong. No sooner than he could get that out of his mouth a dude stepped from around the corner with a grin on his face.
“So, you must be Monty, MiKayla’s new love interest.” He said.
Monty was completely thrown off as he stood face to face with the unknown man. “And who are you?” he asked then directed his attention over to MiKayla as if to say, what the fuck is going on here?
“Babe, le’me explain,” MiKayla said, but the man took over instead.
“I’m Chad Bro,” He spoke up. “I’m MiKayla’s husband.”
Monty was stunned out of his mind as he stood there not knowing what to say. “MiKayla’s husband?” He finally spoke. “I thought you said this nigga was dead.”
“Well, as you can see I’m right here in the flesh,” Chad said then looked over at MiKayla. “I think you need to clear this up so this man can leave.”
“Shut the fuck up Chad! I can’t think straight.” MiKayla yelled out.
“I’m not gonna do this right here,” Monty said and turned to leave. MiKayla was certainly not the woman he thought she was. As he left out of the house, MiKayla ran out behind him trying to explain.
“He just showed up out the blue, babe. I thought he was dead.” She said trying to get Monty to listen but he wasn’t having it.
“Aye man, get the fuck off of me before I do something that I’ll regret,” he said pushing her to the side. He got in his vehicle, slamming the door shut and quickly pulled out of the driveway. He felt like a fool as she stood out in the yard sobbing like a baby.
What the fuck just happened? He thought as he drove in silence trying to wrap his mind around the shit that had just gone down.
**********
Dee sat in the entertainment room watching MJ play in his playpen. She wanted to play with him, but since he was quietly enjoying his own company she would relish in the pity of her own. She was hurt that Maurice had let her down in such a nasty way. She’d rather he have sex with six different women than to have it with a man. There was no way in hell she could ever or would even want to compete with that.
“A man,” she sighed. “He was fucking a fucking man.” She whispered, shaking her head.
Why didn’t I see the signs? She questioned herself. She had gone through question after question and still no answers. He was a gentleman who held the door open for her, gave her massages, and candle light dinners. Was that all just to try and fool himself she wondered. She shook her head with disappointment. She cried and wiped her tears as more fell.
“MJ, I think you might need to grab a life jacket, because I’m ‘bout to cry me a river over here.” She teased trying to make light of the situation even though it felt damn near impossible. Her attention was directed to her phone as it rang. She quickly picked it up looking at the caller ID. The nickname CAIN showed in all caps. She cleared her throat.
“Hey Chance,” she answered in a soft hoarse tone.
“Oh I ain’t Cain today, huh?” He teased. He knew that she only called him Cain when she was mad at him. “What’s up baby girl? Toucan told me that you called earlier.”
“Yeah I did, because your phone kept going to voicemail.” She said.
“You shoulda left a message. I would’ve called you right back.”
“So you check messages now?” She asked.
“Yeah, I’m getting better with a few things.” He commented. “So, how are you? Better yet, the right question would be what’s wrong with you? I can tell that you’ve been crying. Who’s been fucking with you?”
Dee wanted to tell him about Maurice and what he did to her, but she was embarrassed. It made her look bad to know that a man had all her man’s attention.
“Nobody has been fucking with me, I’m good.” She lied in between silent sniffs.
“I know you babe. Either somebody is fucking with you or you just miss home. Hell, you haven’t tried to call me since you left this bitch. I even
heard that you had come home over the holidays, but you didn’t call me.”
“I know I didn’t call you and for good reason,” Dee said thinking back at his betrayal.
“I’m sorry ‘bout that babe. I fucked up bad and I’m sorry.” He said.
“I’m sorry I called you Cain. I don’t know what I was thinking.” She said with the nasty images of him fucking her best friend played in her mind. All she wanted to do at that point was hang up the phone on him.
What was I thinking, she thought.
“Babe, please don’t do that. Don’t hang up.”
“Do you think I wanna hear about that shit? In case you don’t know, I don’t. I didn’t call you for that.” She stated.
“Well what did you call me for?” Chance asked.
“I… um, I… was just missing home. I needed to hear a familiar voice and mom wasn’t available.” She lied, because she really wanted to tell him how a nigga disrespected her so he’d feel obligated to come to Augusta and straighten things.
“You know I was thinking of getting away for awhile. I have some loose ends to tie up here and when I’m done I’ll come visit you for a few weeks. Maybe that’ll make you feel better. You know we’ll leave all the bad memories here in Texas and just enjoy some fresh quality time together in Georgia. What do you think about that?”
Dee immediately thought the idea was a good one. “You know what, that’s not a bad idea.” She said. At that moment she’d do anything to try to keep her mind off of Maurice’s betrayal.
“I can’t believe that you agreed so quickly.” He commented.
“Yeah well maybe I’m having a change of heart about a lot of things.”
Chance didn’t want to run with that because Dee could be unpredictable especially if thoughts of him and April surfaced. “Oh yeah, Cuz says what’s up.” Hearing Sanji’s voice in the background made her blush a little, but she knew not to get it twisted while talking to Chance.
“Sanji is with you? Tell him I says hi.” She was crazy about Sanji, but thinking about being with him would never work.
“By the way, when I come he’s coming too. So find him a nice lil buddy he could chill out with.”
Dee grinned trying to play it off. “I’ll see what I can do.” She really didn’t know how to take it. She felt that maybe she’d get the chance to clear her mind of clutter once Chance arrived because he was sure to occupy every minute of it. The only problem was that Sanji would only complicate things.
“I ain’t tryna roll out on ya, but I got a few things I need to handle. Take care of yourself and hit me back if you need me.” He paused. “Hey…”
“Yeah,” she said.
“I know you didn’t call Toucan’s phone for nothing when you were looking for me. He told me that you said that some nigga had violated you in the worse way. All you got to do is say the word and he’ll regret whatever he done to you in the worse way.”
Dee knew how Chance rolled and she definitely wanted to get some major payback for Maurice fucking her over. “It’s not that serious. I was just really upset at the time. If I decide to retaliate it won’t be now. Revenge is better served cold, ya know.”
“Yeah, I was kinda thinking the same thing,” Chance responded. “We’ll talk later babe. I promise.”
“Ok Chance,” she responded and they ended their call. Dee had a lot to think about, a whole lot to think about. Maurice was indeed going to pay for what he did to her, but how and when was not yet determined. While planning for his demise, she continued to hope that nothing she’d done would come back to haunt her. With Sanji coming to Augusta, GA along with Chance then no telling what kind of shit might pop off.
**********
Candy and Brendon lay facing each other. Candy smiled enjoying the moment to fullest. Brendon couldn’t believe that she actually fell through with coming over and taking things as far as they did. Even though they didn’t have sex they still enjoyed a very nice time.
“Weeeeeeell,” she said with a smile on her face.
“Well what?” Brendon asked.
“Well, I can’t believe that you turned down this good pussy,” she said laughing.
“I’m a gentleman first and I want to make sure that you’re ABSOLULETY CERTAIN that you wanna do this. I like you a lot and I’m not about to get my feelings tied up and then you go back to my cousin; that’s not gonna happen.
“I can understand,” she said, liking him even more because Brendon could’ve easily taken advantage of the situation. He had more than enough opportunity too. She’d been grinding on that nigga so hard till he almost bust one from just that. The sexiest thing was that he held his composure even though his ten plus inches was begging for some attention.
“I just have to find a way to tell Monty that I’m moving on and for him to know that I mean it.”
“And when he asks who do you like, what will you say?” He asked with a curious smile.
“Lord, if I say I’m interested in you we both know that he’s gonna act a real fool.”
“Tell me about it,” Brendon said shaking his head. “Cuz ain’t gonna be happy about that shit. I don’t want it to seem like I’m doing things behind his back, but shit just happened with us. We weren’t expecting this shit.”
“I know that I wasn’t.” Candy agreed. “Even our first encounter was strange, but good. We had no clue who was who and I liked you even then. It’s just a shame that some people will look at this sideways because you’re his cousin.”
“I feel you,” Brendon agreed. “You can’t help you love though.”
Candy blushed. “Don’t act like you love me already now,” she teased.
“I could find myself easily falling for you. Hell, I’m already falling for you.”
“Is that right?” she asked as if she didn’t know.
“Come on,” he said. “I could’ve easily had sex with you just now, but I want you to know that I respect you and I want nothing more than for you to get it together first before we even go there.” Candy leaned over and kissed him. He was more than her night and shining armor. He was sweet and considerate, fine, and smart, and PACKING in all the right places. She couldn’t ask for more.
Candy got out of the bed. “All this touching, feeling, and rubbing got me hot as hell. I need to go in the bathroom and splash some cold water on my face.”
Brendon grinned. “Well, I need to take a cold shower when you’re done.” Candy laughed and headed into the bathroom. It seemed like clockwork because Trina was messaging his phone.
I’m leaving to go back home. I don’t have time for this craziness. I see you’ve moved on and I’ll accept that. I, however, left my very expensive Cartier shades on your nightstand by the bed. I’m stopping through to grab those and I’ll be on my way. All you have to do is hand them to me at the door. The Baddest Bitch
Brendon looked over on the nightstand and sure enough there were the shades. A minute later, a knock was heard at the door. Brendon grabbed the shades and jumped up.
“That was fast.” He didn’t have on anything but his boxer shorts so he grabbed his robe and threw it on. “I show hope that this is all she wants.” He said making his way to the door. He snatched the door open and was greeted by Monty who just pushed it on open and walked in.
“Cuz, I need to talk to you,” Monty said hastily. He was fuming from the incident that had happened at MiKayla’s house.
“Damn Cuz,” Brendon said totally caught off guard. Monty didn’t care if Brendon had company or not he was there to vent. “Uh, Cuz it’s actually not a good time.”
“Cuz, just hear me out and I’ll leave,” he begged then started without hesitation. “Can you believe that MiKayla’s ex or husband or whatever the hell he is-”
The bathroom door swung open and Candy walked out only to come face to face with her baby daddy. Both of them stood watching each other it seemed for an eternity. She was instantly shook up at the encounter and Monty was very stunned to see her there. He looked
at Brendon with tears in his eyes.
“Cuz, what’s going on here?” He asked with a look of anger mixed with sadness. He was very confused as hell and from the look on Candy’s face play time was definitely over…
Table of Contents
Chapter1
Chapter2
Chapter3
Chapter4
Chapter5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19