by Natavia
“We need to take that bitch down ASAP! I know you know something!” I said to Siah.
“If I can find her car then we can use it as evidence. She claimed someone stole it after she hit Talisha. I have been looking for that car for a few years now,” Siah said.
“It might be in her garage,” Kenjay said.
“That would be stupid,” I said.
“You have to think like a criminal. Most people do exactly what people wouldn’t think they would do. Who would think to look on her property? Nobody! The first thought that comes to mind is that she hid it or sold it. The mind of a criminal, shorty!” Kenjay said, sipping his Henny.
“She does have a garage door that she keeps locked and never goes in! Matter of fact, she said it was jammed! I never thought nothing of it. How can she be so stupid?” Siah said.
“She isn’t stupid. You see how you never thought to look there. It’s called mind games,” Kenjay said. Kenjay would know because he is a mind manipulator himself. His family was so damn off it was ridiculous. But who was I to judge? My mother was still in a mental hospital. My brother and cousin tried to kill me, and my daddy transported drugs, thinking I knew nothing about it. Kenjay and I both had fucked-up families.
Siah got on the phone to call the police station, telling them she thought she might have a lead on a hit-and-run that happened a few years ago. She rambled off her mother’s address then hung up.
“I hope you’re right!” Siah said to Kenjay.
“Nigga, I’m always right!” Kenjay said. Siah and Kenjay kicked back and talked about Tammy and Jameer. I told them I would cook dinner. I called Tejah. She answered after two rings.
“How are you feeling?” I asked her.
“High as hell from pain meds! My damn ankle is swollen like a damn cantaloupe! I can’t do this shit with Shine! I swear I can’t! His mother is going to kill me and get away with it!” she cried into the phone. I heard Shine’s voice in the background. She hung up on me.
I made some oxtail stew, rice, and cabbage. I baked a pineapple upside down cheesecake. I also made homemade buttermilk biscuits. A few hours later Siah and Kenjay were at the table, stuffing their faces.
“Goddamn this shit is good! I’m about to have Latavia loving the rubber dick,” Siah said.
“Latavia doesn’t want that shit! She needs protein, nigga! That good ol’ sperm!” Kenjay said. The doorbell rang. I opened it and there were eight eyes starring at me.
“I told you stop doing that shit! Who is it?” Kenjay asked, walking to the door.
“My niggas!” Kenjay said as Corey, Royal, Rico and Killa walked in.
“Someone call 911! I’m about to go into labor early,” I said. They laughed at me. Kenjay called them over. No wonder he told me to make a lot.
“Don’t y’all wives and girlfriends cook?” I asked.
“Not like you!” They said.
“Ms. Pam and Ms. Vera can throw down,” I spat.
“Not like you!” They all said, walking into the kitchen.
“I’m giving out cooking classes because y’all greedy motherfuckers aren’t going to be stressing me out! UGGHHHHHH!” I said, faking mad then smiled. The truth is I liked them. They were cocky and arrogant but the love they had for you was real if they had love for you. I didn’t mind cooking for them. We were all like one big-ass family after all.
“Damn, Siah! Why don’t you like men? I don’t know if I should be offended because you are more handsome than me. Or should I be offended that you let all that beauty go to waste!” Corey said, stuffing his face.
“Shut that shit up that you’re talking!” Siah spat.
“I only will because you look like you can actually fuck me up. But you still pretty though,” Corey said.
“This nigga stay flirting! Tee-Tee is going to cut your dick off, nigga!” Royal said.
“Shiiddddd! Tee-Tee can fuck Corey and Siah up at the same time! Tee-Tee is a gutta-ass female!” Rico said, fixing his plate.
“All Siah needs is some good dick stuffed into her one good time! I bet she would be wearing some red-bottoms the next day,” Rico said.
“Y’all keep on fucking with me and watch what I do! I might put a gun to your head and make you suck my strap-on then give it to y’all shorties real good! I might have her licking another bitch’s pussy while I watch! These hoes already know about me. Siah’s tongue is like a tornado! I destroys the clit!” she said and my mouth dropped. Kenjay, Killa, and Royal fell out laughing. Rico and Corey looked like they were about to kill her.
“I’m going to let that slide because you might be on your period! I know how y’all bitches PMS! But the only thing I’m sucking is my wife’s pussy! Now, get out of your feelings!” Corey said, grilling her.
Siah waved him off then started laughing.
“Please teach Jamie how to cook! I swear I would even pay you!” Killa said. I giggled.
“I thought Miss Prissy could throw down in the kitchen,” I said.
“I wish! I caught her putting flour in the spaghetti sauce. I don’t know where she get that shit from! I asked her why she does that and she told me she thought it was like making gravy!” Killa said.
“I’ll help her out. Rico, did Raja have the baby yet?” I asked him. He looked uncomfortable. Everyone looked at me like I said something wrong.
“Naw, she didn’t,” he said.
“What’s the matter? Did I say something wrong?” I asked him.
“Naw, we just found out that my son is going to be a midget. I’m trying to get used to the fact my son isn’t going to have the same advantages as his older brother,” he said sadly.
I rubbed his back. Rico was my favorite out of them because he reminded me of how Kenjay would be if he wasn’t in the streets. I could see the hood in Rico but I could also see that he tried to stay away from it. He went to school and he worked. He was doing a lot for a man his age.
“Being a midget isn’t a sickness. Although, he will be shorter than most kids he is still going to be running around like a healthy little boy! As long as he’s healthy that’s all that matters,” I said.
He smirked. “Yeah, I feel you! But tell your nigga I’m taking you for the day,” Rico playfully flirted. Kenjay laughed surprisingly.
“Whatever, nigga! You can take some left-overs and be happy with that, nigga! I’m only letting your comment slide because you’re young enough to be my son. All you doing is following in your pops footsteps,” Kenjay joked. I walked out of the kitchen, laughing at them as they talked shit. Like always, Corey was the loudest one, being a dick-head of course. I wished Sameer would’ve come. He irked my soul but it didn’t feel right when he was missing. My heart was soft for all of them. I was also still saddened that Jameer wasn’t there, asking for more rolls.
“Y’all save me some of that cake!” I called out from the living room, getting comfortable on the sofa.
“Sorry, boo! Corey just ate the last piece!” Kenjay yelled from the dining room.
“UGGHHHHHHHH! Y’all greedy motherfuckers!” I yelled, actually pissed off. They started laughing at me.
“Latavia, calm down in there! You are a diabetic! You can’t eat this type of shit anyway right now!” Kenjay said.
“Hey, Latavia! What kind of diets do diabetics need to be on? I need to put Rashaad’s big ass on it,” Corey said. I shook my head.
Shine
I walked into Tejah’s room. I overheard her telling someone she couldn’t be with me because of my mother. Too much shit had been going on lately. Jameer wasn’t my favorite cousin but I loved him. I just always knew his heart wasn’t genuine. But I would never have wished death on him.
“Damn! You bashing a nigga already!” I spat.
Tejah hung up the phone then rolled her eyes at me.
“What did I do?” I asked.
“I’m sick and tired of competing with the woman who birthed you. I’m tired of her acting like she’s more than your mother. She almost killed me, Shine. I
thank God that Siah caught on to her. Everyone sees it except for you. I want to have kids in the future. Do you think you can give me that knowing what your mama is capable of? I don’t feel safe,” she cried.
“I believe you, Tejah. Before I came here Cam called me and told me to look at the video. I saw everything. I even saw her pushing Latavia down. I promise you that she isn’t going to fuck with you anymore,” I said, grabbing her hand. I caressed her face.
“Don’t do that!” She smiled then blushed. I stood up and walked to the foot of the bed. Her ankle was very swollen.
“How am I supposed to strut like I normally do?” she asked. I chuckled.
“Only you would think of something like that!” I said, rubbing her leg.
“OOHHHH! That feels good! Come over here and kiss me! I missed you all day today!” she playfully pouted. I reached down then pulled her bottom lip into my mouth, gently sucking on it. She grabbed the back of my head, kissing me with more passion. I pulled away.
“Okay, that’s enough! I don’t want the doctor to come in here and catch me humping inside of you!” I laughed.
She grabbed my dick and I smacked her hand away.
“Chill out, shorty, damn! You know if we take it there they are not going to be able to pull me off you,” I said.
“Can you put your finger inside of me then? I’m so horny right now!” she said. Her nipples hardened.
I was ready to slip my hand under her hospital gown but the doctor came in with her results. Tejah’s ankle was just sprained. He stated that if she kept it propped up with ice on it for a few days it would start to feel better.
I lay in bed on my back, flicking through channels. Tejah limped out of the bathroom then climbed into bed naked. What my mother did was heavily on my mind. Now, I knew she was responsible for killing Talisha and my unborn child. She wanted me with women like Jessica who were proper and came from rich families. Talisha and Tejah were ghetto trash to her. I was glad Jessica stopped popping up on me.
Tejah snuggled up under me.
“I think I love you, Shine. My heart beats fast when you come around. I dream about you even when I’m awake. I smell your scent without being around you. You just give me this feeling that makes me untouchable. The extra pep in my step, the extra sway of my hips, all of that is because of you! If I close my eyes, I can feel your hands on me without you being anywhere near me,” she said, kissing on my chest.
“You don’t have to say it back. I just wanted you to know,” she said. I rolled over on top of her, careful to not hit her ankle.
“Guide me in,” I said, spreading her open. She relaxed her muscles then took me in. I sucked her neck as my dick traveled into her love cave—tight, wet and warm just how I liked it.
“UMMMMMMM!” I moaned as Tejah’s pussy greedily took my size in. I raised up, giving her more. She dug her nails in my lower back as I slowly made love to her. I sucked and kissed on her breasts as she moaned my name. I went further until I felt that spot that made her legs tremble and her pussy flood. I grinded into her then pulled out. I slid back in, coming into a hilt. I was buried deeper than I was before.
“OOHHHHH, SHYNAIRE!” she screamed as I exercised between her legs. I kissed her full pouty lips as her mouth gapped open. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as I went harder and faster, hitting her spot. Her pussy was extra wet for me.
“My pussy! You know that? Tell me, Tejah! What nigga can make this pussy cum like this?” I asked her, speeding up. I bit her lip then groped her breast as she moaned my name. Her pussy walls gripped me, making me slow up.
“Open that shit up!” I said, smacking her breast. I wasn’t trying to bust yet. I reached down then pinched her clit. Her body trembled as she let out a piercing scream. Cum squirted out.
“You want me to taste it?” I asked her. I pulled out then spread her lips until her round, pink, swollen bud poked out. I sucked on it then slurped up the mess that spilled from between her legs. When I entered her again she came harder. My dick throbbed then I sped up until I emptied my soul into her. I lay down on top of her.
“Damn it, Shine! Get your heavy ass up!” she fussed.
“Shut the fuck up! Damn! I’m not finished nutting!” I said, as my seeds continued to spill into her.
When I got up she was sound asleep. I got a rag and cleaned her up. I propped her ankle up on a pillow then pulled the sheets over her.
“OOHHHH, SHYNAIRE,” Tejah mumbled in her sleep. I smirked because she loved a nigga.
My phone rang and it was my grandmother.
“How is my beautiful lady?” I asked her.
“Your mother was taken into custody! They are charging her with murder! They found Talisha’s blood on a car she had tucked away in her garage!” she cried.
“I asked how you were, Grandma! I don’t care about her. She took someone away from me that I cared about and was going to do it again! Tell her don’t call me when she gets her free call!” I said into the phone.
“She is still your mother!” Catty said.
“And she always will be. But that doesn’t mean anything, Grandma. I don’t care what the system does to her,” I said. Catty hung up on me.
I got into bed and pulled Tejah close as I drifted off to sleep. The last person on my mind was my crazy-ass mother.
Britain
Two years later…
“Catch the bouquet, Tejah!” I yelled as Latavia tossed the bouquet. She and Kenjay finally tied the knot. Tejah missed it. We laughed at her.
“Bitch, that isn’t funny!” Tejah said sitting down at the table.
“It’s Tejah’s turn next! Let me see that ring again. Bitch, I’m jealous!” Tataliscious said. Tejah flashed her rock and smiled. Shine had recently proposed to her.
“Tejah, take this baby! He’s throwing up everywhere! What the hell, y’all don’t burp him?” Tee-Tee fussed. Tejah and Shine had a one-month-old infant. He wasn’t playing when he said he was going to knock her up. Their son looked just like Tejah. I was surprised because Kenjay’s cousins had strong genes.
“We do burp him! His stomach is very sensitive, bitch!” Tejah said to Tee-Tee. Latavia walked over with Adore. She looked so cute in her little flower dress. She was the spitting image of her father! Light complexion and all. Her eyes slanted just like Kenjay’s family. She had long, curly, silky hair just like her father’s. But her attitude was feisty! She had cake all over her face.
“Come here, Adore,” I said, holding my arms out. She climbed onto my lap with cake everywhere.
“There’s too many damn kids at this reception, shit! I feel like I’m about to go crazy!” Latavia said.
“Y’all need to stop fucking then!” I laughed.
“Daddy!” Adore said, getting down, running to Kenjay. He swooped her up then kissed her cheek. He wiped her face off then tickled her.
“What are y’all miserable asses over here talking about?” Kenjay said, holding Adore, spoiling her.
“Not your evil ass!” Tataliscious said, rolling his eyes.
“Don’t fuck with me, Gary! I can still fuck your tall ass up, nigga!” Kenjay said. Sameer’s daughter, Symera, ran up to me then kissed my cheek. She was the cutest little chubby thing with her little fat cheeks, button nose and slanted eyes. We thought Lo-Lo was having twins but she didn’t.
“Hi, baby,” I said. She giggled as she played in my hair.
“Symera is so adorable! I’m going to steal her!” Jamie said.
“Steal Adore! Her little ass is just like her daddy! I was over the house the other day and she asked me what I was doing there. She isn’t even two yet. She also told me I couldn’t eat none of their food,” Tejah said. She wasn’t lying! Adore was a spoiled little brat. Latavia always had to pop her but when she did Kenjay got mad.
“Don’t let Kenjay hear you say that. He might kill you,” Latavia said, picking up Symera. We just thought she was going to be bad because of her mother and father’s mouth. Surprisingly, Sameer’s daug
hters were very good.
O’Shea walked towards me with Kensi following behind. Kensi acted like a grown little man.
“There goes my little hubby! Come to Aunt Tee-Tee,” Tee-Tee said to him. Kensi smiled at her, looking identical to O’Shea.
“This boy is going to be smooth, you wait and see. He and CJ are going to be getting all the girls in school!” Tee-Tee said.
Latavia had got a few moon bounces for the reception. That was the smartest thing anyone could’ve done because there were a lot of kids here. The reception was in the back of Kenjay’s father and wife’s house. The yard was very big! There had to be five hundred people there and it was still a lot of room.
“Ma, can you come here for a second?” Shia asked, walking to me. I got up to see what she wanted. She pulled me to the side and I started getting worried. I hoped no one touched my damn daughter!