by Mz. Lady P
The music was on full blast when I pulled into the driveway. How in the hell could they hear someone coming in with the shit so loud. I knew my Pops had to be gone. He hated loud ass music and I think that shit rubbed off on me because I also hated it. When I walked inside the house, all I could see was asses. Bella, Sky, Chloe, and my Momma was in the middle of the living room twerking. I became heated seeing Jazzy and Trinity popping their little asses. That shit was way out of order. I hated fast ass little girls. My daughter or my niece would not grow up being fast at least not on my watch. I walked right over to the stereo system and knocked the shit on the floor.
“Don’t ever let me see y’all dancing like that again!” I said as I popped Trinity and Jazzy on their butts. Not too hard, but just enough to let them know that the shit ain’t cool. Of course they cried like I had killed them, but I was not raising no thots.
“We were just having fun. Why would you do that?” Skylar said as she picked up Trinity to stop her from crying. Bella had picked up Jazzy, as well.
“That’s what you call having fun? Teaching them how to pop their asses. I don’t ever want y’all doing that shit. Act like a fucking lady.”
“I know you better watch your motherfucking mouth before I hit your ass in it. I understand your ass is grown and all but don’t be cursing like I’m not standing here. I don’t know why your ass all mad, but don’t come in here raining on our parade. You can get the fuck out of here with that shit. You and your Daddy kill me thinking y’all running shit. I’m Queen Bee around here! Now I suggest you go smoke a blunt and get your life. While your ass is at it, pick the damn radio up and if it’s broke your ass is buying a new one.”
“Like I said, they have no business dancing like that. Bring your ass on,” I said as I grabbed Bella, but she snatched away.
“Don’t grab on me like that, Jayceon. I told your ass about manhandling me. I swear if you pull on me one more time we gon’ rumble in this bitch.”
“Trust me that’s the last thing you want to do. Now let’s go in the back and talk.”
“I don’t feel like talking. Just leave me alone, Jayceon.”
“Bring your ass on. I’m not about to keep playing with your ass.” I lifted her ass up and threw her over my shoulder. At the same time, Chloe, Skylar, and my momma were trying to pull Bella down. Bella was beating me in my back but that shit didn’t faze me.
“Stop it! You know she’s pregnant! Why the fuck you have to be so damn ignorant?” For a brief second, I did forget that she was pregnant but she wasn’t even showing. We hadn’t even been to the doctor yet to actually confirm the shit.
“Get the fuck back, Sky!”
“Stop it! Put me down! I think I’m going to be sick,” Bella said as I put her down. Before I knew it, she had punched me in the nose. My shit started to leak profusely.
“I told you to stop manhandling me! I don’t have shit to talk about. Fuck that bitch Monique and fuck you too if you mad nigga! I did what the fuck I had to do. If not, you and I would be in jail. The bitch was running off at the mouth about what happened to Sahara. I never took you to be a pillow talking ass nigga.” Before I knew it, I had jerked away from my mother who was holding a towel up against my nose. I got as close as I could to Bella’s face.
“You getting carried away with this independent boss bitch shit. You got that. I love that you doing what’s right for Bella. I wouldn’t want the shit to be any other way. At the same time, don’t forget who the fuck I am. You wanted that nigga Blockka right. So, this is what the fuck you get. At the end of the motherfucking day, you went through my phone when you know not to touch my shit in the first place. You think I give a fuck about that bitch. Fuck her and since you feel so comfortable saying fuck me, fuck you too! Call me when you make the doctor’s appointment.” I pushed past her ass and walked out of the house. Bella got me all the way fucked up with that jazzy shit.
*****
I had been staying at the hotel for the past three days just calming down and dealing with the shit I had going on in my life. On one hand, I felt like I needed to be at home with Bella and on the other hand, I needed to just give her some air. She was thinking I was mad about her killing Monique, but that wasn’t the case. I was mad because she went through my phone and waited until I went to sleep to go do some shit. No wonder she sucked my dick like a porn star. Her ass was up to no good.
During the time that I was at the hotel, I was still paying close attention to Omar and his assets. He was still making deposits into the accounts. The shit was tripling by the hour. I got tired of seeing this nigga make it, so I emptied out each and every account that the nigga owned. I deleted all of his information and closed out the accounts, as well. In total I robbed the nigga of billions. Rashad, Dominic, Tech, Pops, and myself had all set up different accounts overseas in anonymous names. They also had fake identification so that they could have access to the funds at any given time. The shit was so sweet. There was absolutely no trace of him ever even having accounts to begin with. Despite that, I knew that he was still gunning for a nigga and I was ready. My guns were locked and loaded ready to blow that nigga shit back. I’m still pissed that nigga came and fucked with my family. In due time, the nigga will get what the fuck I had planned for him.
*****
The house was pitch black when I walked inside. The light from the kitchen was shining. I went in there and she was sitting at the table with Jazzy. I grabbed a bottle of water and sat down next to them at the table.
“What y’all doing up?”
“She has a virus so I came down to give her some medicine. I can’t get her to eat or drink anything, but the doctor said that’s normal for the first day or so. She’s going to the bathroom like she should so that’s a good sign. Her fever isn’t high anymore and I’m happy about that,” Bella said as she held onto Jazzy and rocked her to sleep.
“How come you didn’t call me?”
“How come you didn’t call us?”
“Really, Bella? You know if you would have called and told me my baby was sick I would have been here.” I swear it seems like Bella kept trying to take me there.
“I shouldn’t have to call and tell you shit. You were wrong for walking out on us. You were mad at me, but you took it out on them. We’re a family so when you walked out on me you punished them too. As bad as I wanted to run after you, I couldn’t do it. I’m not chasing after you, Jayceon. I want this to work, but I’m not kissing your ass.”
“I never asked you to kiss my ass. It’s mighty funny how you can sit here and act as if I’m the bad guy. You got my Ma and Tina mad at me for going off when they don’t even know you started all this shit by going through my phone and going over there. You think I’m mad about you murking that bitch Monique, but I don’t give no fuck about her ass. The sad part about it is you know that I don’t. You looked at all the messages that she had sent me. I never responded to none of the bitch’s texts. We were in the bed spending time with each other. Instead of you laying in bed with your man, you left me to go and waste energy on a basic bitch who I didn’t give a fuck about it. If I wanted that bitch, I could have had her. I was where I wanted to be with my wife!”
“Ex-Wife.”
“That was your choice. You divorced me. I granted you the divorce because that’s what you wanted. You weren’t happy with me so I signed the papers. I had fucked your life up enough, so I walked away. I’m still trying to make shit right, but it seems like you don’t want that. I’m done going back and forth about this, Bella. I love you and I want us to be together, but I won’t allow you to sit up and throw that shit up in my face.”
“I’m not throwing anything in your face. I’m just stating facts.” I bit the inside of my jaw because I felt my anger rising. Instead of me spazzing out, I got up and went to take a shower. I was not about to go back and forth with her. It was obvious she was getting a kick out of this shit. I leaned my head forward against the wall in the shower and let the hot water run
all over me. I closed my eyes and just relaxed my mind if only for a couple of minutes. I was lost in my thoughts until I felt a pair of hands wrap around my waist.
“I’m sorry.”
“I’m sorry, too.” I turned around and wrapped my arms around Bella. Without hesitation, I lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around my waist. I gently leaned her up against the wall. I slightly lifted her up so that she could slide down on my dick.
“Mmmmm!” she moaned out in pleasure as she bit down on my shoulder. I roughly began to thrust in and out of her.
“Fuckkk, Bella!” Bella’s pussy was dripping wet and it wasn’t from the water that was pouring all over our bodies. This baby had that pussy leaking like a faucet. Her pussy was gripping the shit out of a nigga’s dick.
“I’m about to cum! Oh, shit! Don’t stop, Jayceon!” Bella was so damn loud I knew that she had woke the whole house up.
“Cum all over your dick! Tell me you love this dick while you cum all over it.”
“I love this dick! I love this dick!” Bella was screaming out and scratching my damn back up.
“Ahhhhhh!” I released my seeds inside of her. We were both stuck after we came. We both stayed leaned up against the wall and my dick was still inside of her. We stared in each other’s eyes and I felt like we were staring into each other’s souls.
“Let’s get remarried.” I said as I placed soft kisses on her neck. I began to rock back up and slide in and out of her.
“Tell me you’ll marry me again.” I began to pound in and out of her unmercifully.
“Yassssss! I’ll marry you again!”
“Say it louder I can’t hear you.”
“Yasssss! I’ll marry you again, Jayceon,” she screamed out as she began to squirt all over me. Her juices were running all down my legs and that made cum even harder than the first time. I let her down and held on to her to keep her from falling.
“I love you so fucking much.” I hugged Bella harder than I have ever done.
“I love you, too. I want to go to Vegas and get married. We all need a vacation.” Bella wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me passionately.
“We can do whatever your heart desires, Mrs. Bennett.” For the rest of the night, we made love and talked about our future. I felt optimistic about us starting off fresh and getting remarried. My only concern was dealing with Bella and her bi-polar ass mood swings. I was going to have to buy me some Kush by the pound and stay high as fuck in order to stay chill around her ass. That was my baby though. I loved her so much I’ll deal with whatever she dishing out.
Chapter 24- Tech
Aisha had been blowing my phone talking about she was having back pains. The bitch stayed pulling some type of stunt to get me to come over to her house. I hadn’t seen my son since Sky went over to Aisha’s house and showed her ass. We were still staying out at the vacation house. It was cool to be with the family, but I liked being in my own fucking house. I loved walking around in my boxers or just chilling in my shit. We all had grown tired of being there. We all agreed to go to our own homes. We knew the nigga Omar was still lurking, but we were ready for his ass. It felt good as hell walking with my dick slinging freely. A nigga was in heaven fucking Sky all over our house. We had been fucking so much my damn dick was hurting. I don’t know why, but her ass has been hornier than usual. I’m usually the one who wanted to fuck non-stop. Sky ass had me beat.
“If you don’t answer your phone or cut the bitch off I’m going to break it. That phone been ringing off the fucking hook all night.”
“That ain’t nobody but that bitch Aisha claiming her back hurt. I’m not thinking about her ass. She just wants me to come over there. I’m not fucking with her period since she wants to keep my son away from me.” Aisha had me wanting to murk her ass and take my fucking son. I’m not thinking about the baby she carrying because I know for a fact that baby wasn’t mine. I felt Sky start to rub on my leg and move her hand up my thigh. I shook my head as she began to massage my dick. I looked at the cable box and it read two in the morning. We had just finished fucking for three hours. Her ass needed to go to sleep. I closed my eyes and was almost asleep until she started with that shit.
“Bae, are you sleep?”
“Mmmm Hmmm!” I tried to sound as sleep as possible.
“No, you not. Wake up!”
“I’m tired as hell, Sky. What you want? Your ass done wore a nigga out.” I know I was sounding like a bitch but it was the damn truth. Sky had me tired than a motherfucker.
“Come on baby. I want you to eat my pussy.” As bad as I wanted to tell her ass to go to sleep, I knew that I couldn’t. If my wife wanted her pussy ate, then that was what I had to do. I raised up out of bed and pulled her down to the edge of the bed. I got on my knees and pushed her legs as far back as they would go. I dived in and I began to devour her pussy just the way she liked it. She grabbed the back of my head and started to grind her pussy into my mouth. I was attacking her clit so she could hurry up and cum and squirt.
“Oh, shit, Tech. Just like that baby. That shit feels so good!” I continued to suck on her clit until she came back to back. I took my fingers and placed them inside of her and I continued to suck all of her juices until she was squirting everywhere.
“Ahhhhhhhhhh!” Sky was screaming out in pleasure as her juices continued to shoot out of her pussy. I stood up looking at my handy work. I looked and noticed that my phone was lit up. I grabbed it and looked at the screen. Sky’s sneaky ass had answered the phone while I was eating her pussy so that Aisha could hear the shit.
“Really, Sky?”
“What?” she said with a sneaky ass grin on her face.
“That was so childish of you to do that. Aisha knows that I’m married to you and nothing is going to change that. That shit you just did was some shit a side bitch would do. You’re my wife playing teenage ass games like that.” I was really pissed that Sky felt the need to do that. It was bad enough Aisha was keeping my son from me. Sky ain’t did shit but make things worse than they already are. Make no mistake, I could give less than a fuck about the bitch. My only concern was my son.
“You mad or nah? Fuck that bitch! Just because she knows we’re married doesn’t mean that she respects it. If she did, the bitch wouldn’t be calling you at all types of disrespectful ass hours. Not to mention, keeping your son from you. Since she heard you eating the shit out my pussy, maybe she’ll cry herself to sleep like the majority of these other desperate side bitches do every night knowing the nigga they’re in love with is laid up with his woman. Nigga you should be thanking me I did your ass a favor.”
“Watch your motherfucking mouth Sky! I done told you about talking all that fly shit. Keep it up I’m gon’ put my foot in your ass. It’s been a minute since I put your ass on punishment from this dick. You better make that nut you just had last because it’s gon’ be a minute before I give you this dick again. The only way you getting it is if it’s in your mouth.”
“Try me and see don’t I act a fool.” I was so glad she rolled her ass over. I was tired of hearing her ass talk. I climbed in bed next to her and was glad I could finally get some rest. I needed to get up and go get my son. I didn’t give a fuck what Aisha said TJ was coming home with me.
*****
The next morning, I was up bright and early and headed over to Aisha’s house. I still had a key to her crib so I just went inside without even knocking. When I walked inside, my son TJ was on the couch watching TV and eating chips. It was nine in the morning. He had no business eating sweets this early in the morning. I assumed Aisha was still sleep. Her ass was known to sleep all day and be up all night long.
“What’s up son? Where Mommy at?” I picked him up and sat him down on my lap. His pull up was soaking wet. That was another thing he was damn near three and wasn’t potty trained. Aisha was a lazy bitch. She didn’t have nothing but time on her hands. There was no reason for him not to be potty trained.
“Gone.” He sounded
so sad. I got a good look in his eyes and I could tell that he had been crying. I immediately jumped up and went through the house looking for her. Her room door was locked and that was odd. Something wasn’t feeling right at the moment. The whole damn scene was off. I banged on the door but there was no answer. I proceeded to kick the door in and when I got inside I became sick to my stomach. Aisha had hung herself from the ceiling fan.
“Damn, Isha! Why the fuck would you do this shit?”
“Da Da!” I turned around at the sound of my son’s voice calling me. He was looking up at his mother’s lifeless body not fully understanding the depth of what was going on. I immediately scooped him up and went back to the living room. I couldn’t help but hug him tightly. My little nigga was going to grow up without his mother. How could she be so fucking selfish to him? Not to mention, the seed that she was carrying. Here she was eight months pregnant and had committed suicide. This shit was unbelievable. I pulled out my cell and called the police. I needed for them to come and get her down from there. I’d seen a lot and I’d done a lot in my lifetime, however, seeing my baby mother hanging like that really fucked me up in the head. I wasn’t in love with her nor did I want to be with her. We had history and we shared a son. It was hard not to feel sad about her taking her life. I don’t give a fuck about a lot of things, but I was not a heartless nigga when it came to shit like this.
It had taken hours for them to process the scene. I was glad when I was able to take my son home. I sat on the toilet and watched as he played with the bubbles in the bathtub. He hadn’t been talking much. I could only imagine what must be going on in his little mind. I looked up and Sky was standing in the doorway. I didn’t know what the fuck was wrong, but I didn’t feel like she was standing here for comfort. She was getting a kick out of this shit. I slammed the door in her face. I was in no mood for her jokes or her sarcasm. Sky had no filter and the last thing I wanted was for her to say some fucked up shit in front of my son. This would be the day I beat her ass for her foul ass mouth.