by Mz. Lady P
“Die slow motherfucker!” I yelled as I slapped the shit out of him and walked out of the room. The only thing that could be heard was Tech, Rashad, and Blockka panicking. I laughed hard as hell listening to that bitch wail and scream.
“Code Blue fourth floor! Cold Blue fourth floor!” Was being announced over the loud speaker. I placed my shades on as I watched all of the medical staff race towards Dominic’s room. I knew that I should have went back to the house where Ms. Tina and the rest of the family was, but I just wanted to be alone.
As I drove to the home that I’ve shared with my husband for five years, all I could do was think about how it was so easy for him to step out on our marriage. No let me rephrase that. It was me who had made it easy for him to go out and cheat. I’d known about the countless bitches, but my love for him wouldn’t allow me to leave. In my eyes, I was his wife and no other bitch mattered. It was just a fuck nothing more, but now things had changed. He had given another woman something that only I was supposed to give him.
When I pulled into our driveway I was surprised to see Blockka, Tech, and Rashad standing on my porch. What the fuck did they do fly here? I thought to myself. I sat parked in my driveway just looking at their asses. I had no idea what the fuck they were doing at my house, especially since they didn’t let me beat that bitch ass. I flamed up a blunt and took my sweet little time about getting out and hearing what they had to say. I had no remorse for pulling the plug on that ungrateful, cheating, disloyal, community dick ass nigga. I smoked my entire blunt before exiting the car.
“What brings the Ski Mask Mafia here?” I asked and at the same time I smiled devilishly.
“I know that you fucked up behind hearing that shit, but you almost killed him doing that shit,” Tech said in an elevated voice.
“Almost doesn’t count. I should have killed his ass. Now if y’all don’t mind I need to get inside my house and fuck some shit up.” I tried to walk past them, but they blocked the doorway.
“It’s not good for you to be here alone, Shayla. I already let it slide that you basically just tried to kill my friend. Had you been any other bitch, you would be in the fucking morgue. We all go way back Shay-Shay. I can’t make any excuses for my nigga. He has to be the one to explain what the fuck is going on. At the end of the day, you’re his wife and we’re a family. While he’s out of commission, it’s up to us to make sure that you’re safe. Now go pack you some clothes so you can go back to the house with the rest of the family. This is not me asking, it’s me telling you. Don’t forget about me smacking your ass back in high school for being hardheaded.” Blockka made me so sick being so damn bossy.
I smiled a little thinking back to our wild, crazy ass days. I rubbed my cheek just thinking about how hard that motherfucker slapped me. I became teary-eyed just thinking of how things had changed. I hated that I looked weak in front of his friends, but they were my friends also. It was just that their loyalty lied with Dominic and that was understandable. I actually had a crush on Tech back in high school, but he never knew. I wanted his fine, rough neck ass, but Dominic swooped in and swept me off my feet. I guess they felt sorry for me because they all looked at me with those caring eyes. It was too bad I knew that they were killers and they didn’t give a fuck about nothing. However, at this moment, I knew that they were showing me that they cared and it was from the heart. The last thing I needed was pity from my husband’s friends.
“I definitely don’t want your heavy handed ass smacking me again. I’ll be back out in a minute.” I went inside the house and I grabbed everything that I needed while I would be at the safe house with the rest of the girls. When I walked out back out of the house, they were all sitting in Bloccka’s Tahoe waiting for me. I wanted to drive my own car, but I knew that they wouldn’t let me. I climbed in the back and sat next to Rashad. He was always the calm, cool, and collected one.
“Everything is going to be just fine. I know my nigga loves you,” he whispered in my ear and grabbed my hand.
“I’m not so sure of that these days. Love is not supposed to hurt. Love is not supposed to make you cry. Love is not finding out your husband has children by other women. Love is not cheating and thinking the shit is okay. Fuck love I’m done trying.” I made sure to say the shit loud enough for Tech and Blockka to hear, as well. These niggas got too many passes when it came down to hurting the women that loved them the most. Rashad had never been the one to sleep around, so I hope he did right by Chloe. She really liked him and I could tell that he liked her. I laid my head back as my thoughts consumed me.
Chapter 19- Jayceon
As I drove to the house where the rest of the family was. I couldn’t help but to think about the shit that Shayla was saying. I knew she wasn’t just referring her statement to Dominic. The shit was for the rest of us, as well. She might have thought I wasn’t listening, but I was all ears. I know the shit that Dominic had put her through and it was a wonder that she had even stayed this long. I couldn’t judge him because my record was fucked up, but just seeing how hurt Shayla was had me thinking of Bella.
I had really fucked my baby up to the point where she divorced a nigga. I knew I did some fucked up shit, but I never thought in a million years she would just be done with a nigga. Dominic had turned Shayla into a scorned woman. When she pulled the plug on that nigga, I saw a monster in her eyes and that was scary even for a nigga like me. Shayla was one of the sweetest women I’d ever met and Dominic had fucked all that sweetness up. It was sad to admit, but I’d done the same shit to Bella. Bella went from being this sweet, green ass girl to a beast with an attitude out of this world. Bella was not taking no shit from my ass these days. I actually loved the new her. I hated that she had to endure so much pain to get to this point, but I felt like it had made her a better woman not only for me, but for herself. When we made it to the house, it was kind of late, so I knew everybody was sleeping.
“In the morning, I’ll take you back to the hospital.”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea, Blockka. I might smother the motherfucker in his sleep. Just let me know when he’s up.”
“You’re his wife, you need to be there with him.” She kept walking, but I knew that she would be up and ready to go.
After dapping it up with Tech and Rashad, I headed upstairs to the room where Bella and I would be staying. I peeked in on all the kids and they were all sleeping peacefully. I stared at my daughter for a long period of time. She looked just like her bitch of a mother. I was glad I murked that bitch, she didn’t mean my daughter no fuckin good. Now I had to murk her bitch ass grandfather for disrespecting me. I had every intention on never going back to my old life of just taking shit, but I was about to rob this nigga Omar and make his ass go belly up. The nigga forgot I knew of the banks where he held all of his cash at.
Before I murk that motherfucker, I was taking everything he owned. He should have never underestimated a nigga like me. This shit was about to be like taking candy from a baby. When I walked into the room, I became a little scared because Bella wasn’t in bed. I hoped like hell she didn’t do no hardheaded shit and leave. Now was not the time for her to be on her independent shit right now. I walked towards the bathroom that was in the hallway and I could hear what sounded like gagging sounds and moments later, the toilet flushed and the water was turned on. I knocked on the door and it opened. Bella looked like she was sick as hell.
“Are you okay?” I asked as I felt her forehead.
“Yeah, I’m fine. It must have been something that I ate earlier. You know my Acid Reflux is bad. Ma cooked her spicy chili and it went right to my stomach after I ate it.”
“You know you can’t eat that shit. You want me to go and get you something to settle your stomach?”
“No. It’s okay. I’m kind of tired. I just want to get in bed. It took me hours to get Jazzy and JJ to calm down.” I felt like shit hearing her say that because I never wanted my kids to be witness to the shit their father did.
; “I’m sorry about earlier. I never meant for anything to land on our doorstep.” I grabbed Bella by the chin and kissed her softly on the lips. She grabbed my face and slipped her tongue inside of my mouth. It had been a long time since we had shared such an intimate kiss such as this one.
“It’s okay. You didn’t know that he would come to the house but you had to know that he would be looking for his daughter. Do you think he will try and take Jazzy from us?” I sensed a hint of sadness in her eyes as she spoke about Jazzy. I always knew that she loved Jazzy as her own, but right now this was confirmation that she really loved my daughter.
“Jazzy is our daughter and ain’t no motherfucking body going to take her from us. You can believe that shit.” I was staring intensely into Bella’s eyes. I needed for her to believe that shit was going to be okay. Although I knew shit was about to get real in the field, I was going to do any and everything in my power to make sure my family was cool.
“How’s Dominic doing?”
“He’s going to make it, but some shit popped up at the hospital between Shayla and this chick Monica who has a baby by Dominic. His ass almost checked out when she pulled the plug on his ass.”
“Oh, my God! I need to go check on her, Jayceon.” Bella tried to head out of the room, but I grabbed her hand to pull her back.
“Just let her calm down right now. Check on her in the morning.”
“Okay, but I’m still going to at least send her a text message just to let her know that I’m here.” Bella grabbed her phone and I went inside the bathroom to take a quick shower. I positioned my body underneath the showerhead allowing it to fall all over my body. All of the events that had transpired today, I forgot all about it being my baby girl Angelica’s birthday. She would be six years old and this shit was getting harder and harder for a nigga each year. I beat myself up on daily basis just thinking about how I failed her. Had it not been for me and my carelessness, she would still be here. I hope and prayed that while she was in Heaven she looked over her Daddy. I know that she was my guardian angel. It just hurts because she should be here with us.
My mind momentarily drifted and thoughts of Fatima invaded my mind. That shit quickly subsided when I remembered what the bitch had done to Bella. I wish I had been there when Bella offed her ass. After all this time that had passed, I was still mad about not being able to get at her and that bitch India. Them hoes were so lucky that they met their maker before I got a chance to off their asses. I had something special planned for them hoes. After showering, I walked out of the bathroom and Bella was laying on her stomach without any covers on her. All she had on was a pair of thongs and a tank top. The way her ass was sitting up had a nigga hard as hell. I couldn’t help but bend down and suck hickies on both of her ass cheeks.
“Owww!” Bella said as she reached her hand behind her trying to remove my mouth from her ass. I smacked her hand away and slid my tongue under the thin strip that was neatly placed inside of her ass. I began to swipe my tongue up and down the crack of her ass as if I was swiping a credit card. In one swift motion, I ripped her thongs off of her at the same time I smacked her on both of her ass cheeks. I dived right back in and started eating her booty like groceries. Bella loved when I did this shit.
I roughly turned Bella around and climbed on top of her. I gently parted her legs and grabbed my dick at the same time. I entered her with such ease and precision. Bella was extremely quiet so that made me look up at her. She had both of her hands covering her face. The room was dimly lit, but I could see that her face was wet. I immediately jumped up and cut the lights on. She sat up in bed and she wiped the tears from her face. I knew that she was still fighting with being with a nigga, so I knew that I needed to let her have her moment. I laid down next to her in bed and pulled her in close.
“Stop crying. Everything is going to be okay.” I placed soft kisses on the back of her neck and held her tight. Bella turned around and just stared into my eyes.
“My mind is telling me that I should get up and run as far away from you as I possibly can. On the other hand, my heart is telling me to stay and give you another chance. I hate that I love you so much. I’m tired of trying to fight the way I feel about you. There is no doubt in mind of your love for me. I know that you love me, but you don’t know how to love me Jayceon. In your eyes, I’m poor green Bella, but I don’t want you to look at me like that. I’m not stupid Jayceon so please don’t treat me like I am.
You are not my father you are the father of our children. If we’re going to give this shit another try, you have to let me have my own views and opinions. I am very capable of making decisions on my own. All I need is for you to love and be the man that you always promised that you would be to me. No matter what we’ve been through, I’ll put it behind me for the sake of trying to rebuild what you ruined. I know that you are not the Jayceon I fell in love with. All that shit was a façade so going forward, I want to be with the real you. I want to be with Blockka. He keeps shit one hundred and gutta at all times. Just love me and be the man that I need.
If something is going on, I should be aware of it. I don’t want to ever be left out of the loop of anything. As you know that shit will have dire consequences on all of us. All I want is some happiness and peace of mind. From the first time we ever went out on a date, I knew I wanted to give you babies and be your wife. You were worthy of it all, but things changed. When you left me at the altar all alone, a piece of me died that day and every day after that. I know you don’t believe me, but divorcing you was the hardest thing that I ever had to do. However, I had to do it for me.
I’ve done a lot of soul searching and in that time I found me. I want you, but I don’t need you. Everybody deserves a second chance. The only reason I am giving you a second chance is because I know your heart and I have it. Not Sahara or that bitch Monique could ever have that. I hate to admit it, but you have my heart too. I don’t know why I love you but I do. You’re the type of man that makes it hard not to. You know all my dreams and all I need you to do is fulfill them and I’ll always do the same for you. We’re a family and we have to make this shit work for the sake of our kids. I don’t want you to promise me that things will be okay. Just show me and I’ll do the same for you in return. There is no need for you to respond or anything. I just needed to get that off my heart. Now make love to me, Blockka.”
I wanted so badly to say something after her heart filled words, but she had me speechless. I had never heard her speak with such assuredness. My baby Bella had definitely grown up; she was no longer the young girl I met and fell in love with. This was all woman right here. I repositioned myself on top of her and began to make slow passionate love to her like she wanted. I think we both came back to back. It felt good having Bella back in my life now if only I could get her ass to marry me again.
*****
The next morning, I woke up feeling like brand new money. It had been a minute since I slept next to her and that shit felt better than anything in this world. I rolled over and kissed Bella on the lips before I got ready to have a sit down with my crew. I also had to get Shayla over to the hospital so that she could be there with Dominic. For some reason, I knew that she wouldn’t try to kill his ass again. At least I think she wouldn’t try to off his ass again. I made sure to move around the room quietly. Bella hated to be awakened out of her sleep and after putting this good dick on her, I knew that she would be sleep well through the afternoon. Once I was dressed, I kissed Bella one more time and I headed downstairs to make sure Shayla was ready. When I walked out of the room, I walked past my parents’ room and all I could hear was my mother moaning like crazy.
“Keep that shit down!” I said as I bammed on the door.
“You gon’ get fucked up if you fuck up this nut!” my father yelled loud as hell. It seemed like my mother started to moan even louder. I just shook my head and walked away. When I made it downstairs, everybody was in the kitchen eating breakfast.
“Why y’all didn’t wak
e us up for breakfast?” I said as I walked over and kissed my son and daughter on the forehead.
“I’m surprised y’all slept through Tina and Pops. They old asses must be popping Mollies are some shit. They kept me and Chloe up all night,” Rashad said as Chloe fed him some eggs off of a fork.
“Him and Bella were too busy fucking, as well. By the way Bella sound like one of them white girls who be on them porn movies,” Tech said and they all laughed.
“Shut the fuck up and let’s handle this business. Come on, Shayla, I’ll drop you off at the hospital and soon as we’re done, I’ll come back and get you.” I grabbed me some breakfast to go.
“Alright, I’m ready.” Shayla stood up and we all left out of the house minus Sky who stayed back with the kids. My phone began to vibrate in my pocket as I headed out of the door. I looked at the screen and it was an unknown number. I knew it was the bitch Monique. She had been calling and trying her best to get me to talk to her. I had no words for the bitch. She had killed my seed and there was nothing for us to talk about. Not to mention, I had Bella back in my life so that hoe Mo gets no play. I put that bitch on the block list so she’d been calling me from different numbers. If the hoe knew what was good for her she would steer clear of me. I had a bullet with the bitch’s name on it. The bitch had to be out of her mind if she thought that for a minute I was going to be cool with her after killing my seed. In my heart, I knew that it was for the best on her part because I would never be able to give her the family she longed for. However, the bitch didn’t consult me first before making the decision to kill our child so fuck her ass.
*****
Tech, Rashad, my Pops, and I all sat around our office headquarters knocking back shots of Dusse. We were going over the details as to how we was going to take this nigga Omar’s money and murk his ass. As they talked, I sat back in deep thought thinking of all the business we had done and how I knew his operation like the back of my hand.