"Ahhhhhh!" Stacie screamed as she ran inside her house.
I felt around for my heat, and like a slipping ass nigga, I didn't have it. I was about to die. Stab, after stab, went into my abdomen. I tried to swing but with all the blood I was losing, plus all the liquor I'd drank, I was weak as hell. When my attacker heard police sirens, he ran off. I collapsed to the ground, and Stacie ran over to me and held my head up.
"They should be here soon baby, I called them," Stacie cried.
I tried to talk but only blood came up. I saw lights appear from the ambulance, just as everything faded to black.
Chapter Sixteen: Nic
I heard from Jessica that Kendrick got stabbed, and I was a nervous wreck. It happened last night, and I wanted to hurry up and get to the hospital to see him. I took KJ to school, and then dropped Kendrin off with my mother before shooting through the streets of Baltimore. Who would do this shit to him? I was so tired of people trying to take him out like he didn't have a family that needed him. Kendrick was too good of a guy to be dealing with all this stuff.
I pulled up and parked at the hospital, then jogged to the front entrance. "I'm here for Kendrick King," I told the nurse receptionist.
"And you are?" she asked.
"I'm his wife," I replied.
"Okay." She smiled and gave me the information I needed once I provided her with an ID.
I ran to the elevator, and then rushed to his room once I made it to the floor. When I got to the room, I saw he was lying in bed and appeared to be asleep. I walked in and closed the door behind me, making him wake up. He looked over at me, and then looked away. I walked closer to him and caressed his face. He closed his eyes, and then kissed my palm gently.
"How are you feeling?" I asked.
"I'm alive," he replied. I placed my hand on his stomach, and he winced in pain.
"Can I see?" I asked and he nodded. I raised his gown and saw all the stitches and gauzes he had on his stomach.
"Who did this?" I quizzed.
"I have no idea," he shrugged.
I couldn't help but notice his dick, and how I hadn't felt it in a long time. You have a boyfriend Nic, I told myself. I crossed my legs to hopefully cease the throbbing of my clit.
"I know what you told KJ," I smiled and sat on the edge of his bed.
"What do you mean?" he inquired.
"About not letting anyone tickle me," I chuckled.
"He snitched," he replied and shook his head.
"Yes he did. I got suspicious, so he finally blabbed," I smirked.
"So you let him tickle you?" he asked rubbing my leg, and I almost came on contact. I hadn’t felt those hands on my body in forever.
"N-no, not yet," I slightly stammered.
"Good," he smiled.
I turned to pull his gown back down, and his dick caught my eye again. I took it into my hand, and then started to suck on the tip.
"Nic, what are you doing babe?" Kendrick whispered. I took the rest of it into my mouth, and bobbed on it slowly. I made sure it was sloppy as hell too.
"Uuggghhhhh!" he grunted as I slurped and sucked his dick like a porn star. "Woman, what are you doing?" he moaned softly. I sped up, and you could hear the sound of his dick going in and out of my mouth.
"Ahh! Ahhh! Shit," he called out and then exploded down my throat.
I sucked him clean, and swallowed it down smoothly. I wiped my mouth, then pulled his gown back down over his dick.
"Yo, you wild as hell!" he said and wiped his hands over his face. "You just sucked the life out of me, ma," he panted heavily. I went into the bathroom, and rinsed my mouth out with the travel rinse I had in my purse. I came back out, and we smiled at each other.
"I love you so much Mrs. King," he smirked as I cleaned his dick off.
After washing my hands, I went and sat back on the edge of his bed, and then leaned down to his peck his lips. I was about to speak, but the sound of the door opening and heels clicking, grabbed my attention. I looked over to see the bitch I beat up at his condo that day.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" I scowled.
"I just came to check on him. I feel bad since he was leaving my house when it happened," she replied somberly.
I snapped my neck to look at Kendrick as my throat jumped. I hopped up and ran to the bathroom to throw up violently.
"Nic, are you okay?" he shouted to me from outside the bathroom.
"I'm gonna go," the girl said, and then I heard the door open and close. I panted over the toilet for a bit, and then my thoughts caused me to hurl up the contents of my stomach again. I rinsed my mouth, and then walked out of the bathroom.
"Nic-"
"You let me suck your dick this morning after you fucked her just last night!" I glared at him. This is the shit I was talking about. I couldn't deal with this shit.
"No baby, I wore a condom with her, and- and this morning they gave me a bath twice! I promise I wouldn't do that to you!" he pleaded.
"Oh my gosh, I need an STD test," I panicked as I paced the floor.
"Really Nic?" he frowned.
"Yes really! You're so disgusting! And you wonder why I won't ever come back to you! It's over Kendrick, I don't want anything to do with you ever again. You don't love me, because if you did you wouldn't constantly hurt me all the fucking time! Why do you have to sleep around so much? Are you a sex addict?" I cried.
"Nic, it is not like that babe. Please don't do this. Last night we-we wasn't even together, and I promise I've been cleaned before you did that. Come here," he ran off.
"I don't want you touching me, I probably already have gonorrhea in my mouth!" I screamed.
"You sound stupid! You act like I'm fucking these hoes raw and shit! I ain't never gave you nothing before!" he yelled.
"Oh, so you’ve been cheating this whole marriage and have just been careful?" I scoffed.
"No I have not. I haven't cheated on you since that situation with your fucking dad, three damn years ago," he spat.
"Yeah, so you say. How many kids you have on the side, nigga?" I grimaced as I walked up to him.
"You can leave talking like that." He shook his head.
"I ought to punch your ass in the stomach," I smirked.
"Nic, you better not do that shit!" he yelled.
"It's the least I should do, since you probably already gave me AIDS!" I replied as I balled up my fist.
"Nic, please don't do that shit," he replied staring at my fist.
"Look at the infamous Kendrick King, scared like a little bitch," I chuckled. "I ain't gonna hit you, slut," I spat and grabbed my purse. "The only good thing that ever came from this disgusting, dishonest, disease filled relationship, are my sons," I frowned.
I wished I could've fucked with him and told him that they weren't his, but it was beyond obvious they were. They looked nothing like me really.
"You’re lucky I'm fucked up right now, or I would knock your ass out for talking to me like you fucking crazy. I'm not your little bitch ass boyfriend you got sitting at home Nic. And you better hope it wasn't him who did this, or you'll be planning his funeral with his mama. Now get out so you can get your STD test. Don't forget to sign those divorce papers, and thanks for the head. Make sure you brush your teeth before you kiss that nigga in the mouth," he spat.
I took the box of gloves that were sitting on the counter, and chucked it right at his fucking head.
"Ah!" he shouted as they connected with his temple.
I rushed out the hospital and hopped in my car. I sped to a clinic, and got a tested for everything possible. I wasn't fucking around! As much fucking as he was doing, I'm sure he slipped up raw a couple times. Yeah, I only knew about two instances where he cheated, but there were probably hundreds! Not including the stripper bitch just recently! Ugh I hated him.
I sat impatiently and waited for my results. The little nurse lady waved me to the back, and I just knew they were gonna tell me I had some shit.
"How are you Mrs.
King?" the nurse asked.
"Just lay it on me," I replied as a tear ran down my cheek.
"Oh don't cry honey. Everything came back negative, so you’re good to go," she smiled and passed a paper to me.
"You tested me for HIV right?" I asked even though I saw it on the paper.
"Yes, and all sexually transmitted diseases," she smiled.
"Are you sure it was negative?" I frowned.
"I'm positive, no pun intended," she chuckled.
“Run it again,” I said.
“We ran it three times honey,” she chuckled and patted my back.
"Okay, thank you," I nodded and left.
I decided I was gonna fuck with that nigga. I called Kendrick’s phone, and he ignored me the first time. I called again, and he finally answered.
"What the fuck you want?" he yelled.
"I have chlamydia!" I smirked since he couldn't see me.
"You lying like fuck right now. You crazy as hell, you know that?" he replied chuckling.
"I'm looking at the paper right now, nigga!" I barked.
"And that paper is lying! If you got chlamydia, you got it from ya boyfriend," he scoffed. "I bet not find out you letting that nigga run up in you raw Nic," he said sternly.
"You know you're the only one Kendrick. Plus, I haven't slept with him, so like I said, I got it from you," I spat.
"Well the only person I been raw dogging is you, so I don't know what the fuck you talking about. Matter fact, let me see the paper," he laughed.
"I ain't coming up there again!" I shouted.
"I know, with yo’ lying ass," he responded and hung up in my face.
I threw my phone in the backseat, and pouted for a couple seconds. I loved him so much and he just couldn't love me the same. I shook my head at my thoughts, and then went home to shower and brush my teeth so I could go see Quincy.
Chapter Sixteen: Kendrick
3 Weeks Later
I was finally out of the hospital and feeling much better. I was still a little sore in my midsection, but I was improving. Nic was still psycho as fuck, swearing I gave her weird ass an STD, but refused to show me the paper she claimed she had. Then, a girl posted a picture on Instagram from a party that we were both at, and tagged me in it. I was only in the background, but Nic hit her up going off, talking about Why is my nigga in the background of your picture? I had to apologize on her behalf, and promise that Nic was not gonna beat her ass like she had threatened. As crazy and deranged as she was acting, I still wanted her Jason Voorhees ass. Even though she may kill me one day, and end up on that show Snapped, I still wanted my baby girl.
Today I had to go to trial for that damn rape charge. Melvin promised that it would go smoothly, but you never really know. I told Nic, but she cursed me out and said she wasn't gonna come because I probably did rape the girl, and that's where I got the chlamydia. She was really out of her mind. Ha.
I finished getting dressed, and then went and got into the limo with my lawyer. When we got to the courthouse and walked in, I saw Nic there with a tight pink dress on. She looked so sexy as usual, with her hair hanging down her back. I walked up to her and tried to hug her, but she mushed my face back.
"Haven't you given me enough?" she glared up at me.
"Only thing I've ever given you is a baby," I whispered as I rubbed her stomach. "But where's the paper?" I smiled.
"In my glove compartment," she folded her arms.
"Okay, when this is over I wanna see," I smirked.
"I ain't gotta prove nothing to you! Now get out my face," she spat, and switched her little cute, crazy ass off. I shook my head and then went into the courtroom.
After everyone stood up and let the judge come in and sit, the trial started. Everyone from the party got up and told the same story I told. Then, it was time for Carmen's ass to get on the stand. I shook my head as she started to tear up like a for real rape victim.
"I tried to tell him no, but he wouldn't take that for an answer. Next thing you know I'm trying to fight him off!" she sobbed. This hoe was good.
"Ms. Carliago, can you explain why several witnesses say you followed Mr. King into the bedroom?" my lawyer asked.
"I don't recall that. I remember going in first," she sniffled. Wow.
"And can you explain why they heard him yelling for you to stop? Now why would he be doing that?" Melvin frowned.
"I don't know why they said that, ‘cause that's not what he was saying." She started to get nervous.
"Right," he smiled at her. "Your Honor, I have a recording I'd like to play for the jury please," he added.
The courtroom sat and listened to recording of her at the bar, telling me how she would drop these fake ass charges if I gave her some dick. But the main part for me, was when she explained that she was upset because I didn't fuck her. I immediately turned to Nic, and her crazy ass bucked her eyes and cocked her head like so what? I chuckled and shook my head, as I turned back around.
"I'm done here," my lawyer said once the recording finished.
Carmen stared at her lawyer, and I saw him tense up. Melvin sat next to me and patted my back. Once the trial was over, we had to come back to hear the verdict. I walked out, and even though I wasn't free just yet, my mom hugged me and kissed all over my face.
"Ma, chill out," I smiled.
She kissed my cheek again, as my father came and tapped my shoulder. I dapped up my brothers, and talked to Melvin for a bit, before I looked around for Nic. I spotted her walking towards the outside, so I followed her.
"Where you going? I need to see that paper," I jogged after her.
"I don't have to prove anything to you," she spat over her shoulder. I grabbed her arm, turned her around, and pinned her up against the car.
"So you gonna act like you didn't hear that girl say I didn't sleep with her," I said in a low tone. She just stared up into my eyes, so I grabbed her face and kissed her soft lips. I then went to her cheek, and then her neck.
"Take that home son," my dad joked as he walked by.
"This whole time with us being apart is void now baby," I said as I hugged her tightly and kissed her shoulder. She smelled so good, and I missed being her man.
"I don't know Kendrick. Look what you've been doing, or who you've been doing this whole time," she replied.
"Only because we weren't together," I frowned.
"Yes, but what you should've done is showed me you could go without smashing hoes this whole time," she spat.
"I can't win for losing man," I exhaled. "So what now?" I folded my arms.
"I have to go," she said, and nudged me back so she could get in the car. I went around to the passenger side, and pulled the door open.
"What are you doing?" she asked. I opened the glove compartment, and she tried to stop me from grabbing her little paper. Once I spotted it, I looked it over.
"Liar," I said throwing it at her.
"But you were scared I had it, which shows you fuck these hoes raw!" she screamed in my face, and I could smell sweet bubblegum. I pecked her lips and she got pissed.
"I don't fuck anybody raw but you. I wanted to see the paper, because if that nigga gave you something, I was gonna kill his ass." I raised a brow and then got out of the car. Boy was she psycho.
Chapter Seventeen: Nic
My whole relationship with Kendrick had me angry as fuck all the time. I was upset because I wanted him so bad, but I didn't want to want him. Then he pissed me off because he kept having sex with different bitches.
I was at Quincy's home, sitting on the couch watching TV with him. He was trying to be romantic by turning on some sappy ass movie, but it just pissed me off even more.
"You okay?" Quincy asked as he turned the volume down on the TV.
"Yes, why?" I forced a smile.
"Cause ever since you came from visiting old boy in the hospital, you been a little irritable," he replied.
"Oh, hmm. Sorry," I shrugged and grabbed my phone, to see if Kendrick had tex
t or called me.
I was trying to think of something to curse his ass out about so that I could see him, but I couldn't think of anything. I scoffed and rolled my eyes, when I saw I had texts from everyone else but Kendrick. Quincy scooted closer to me, and draped his arm over my shoulders.
"Nic, I love you baby and if something is bothering you let me know," he whispered and then kissed my lips.
I jumped back and then relaxed. Since Kendrick wanted to fuck bitches, I was gonna fuck Quincy. He was my boyfriend anyway. I kissed him harder and caressed his face. His hands immediately went to unbutton my jeans, and I didn't stop him. KJ wasn't here to fake a nightmare, so this shit was about to go down. Quincy picked me up and carried to his bedroom. He pulled down my jeans, as we kissed like two hungry lovers. Once this happens, you can't go back Nic, I thought. Quincy slowly removed my panties, and then spread my legs before latching onto my clit.
"Ahhh," I moaned as his soft lips and tongue made love to my pussy. I had to admit, it was weird seeing a different head down there. He stuck his finger in me, as he sucked and licked me like crazy. "Shiiiit," I purred as I exploded into his mouth.
He licked up every drop, and then stood up to remove his clothes. His dick was a cool 7 1/2 inches, but I just hoped he knew how to work it. He stroked it slowly, and then tried to put it in my mouth.
"I don't suck dick Quincy," I lied.
"You've never done it?" he frowned, and I shook my head no. Little did he know, I was just giving head to my ex in a damn hospital room. Ah! I've become such a hoe.
"Next time," he smirked. Not anytime soon, I thought.
I saw my purse out the corner of my eye, and remembered when Jessica said to always use my own shit, because as she put it, “niggas trap chicks too, mami.”
"Let me get some protection," I smiled.
"I'm clean baby, we don't need it," he bit his lip.
"I just don't want to get pregnant," I chuckled nervously.
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