"It’s not that. I'm just trying not to make any more mistakes. I don’t wanna end regretting not making sure my back is covered when everything is said and done." I told him trying to drop the subject.
I knew I was pissing Mac off the more time had passed. He didn’t want me to make him pay for what Travis had put me through, but if that was the case then why wouldn’t he just support my decision in the beginning to press charges. If Travis could get time in jail for beating me, then I would feel more safe knowing that he was behind bars.
"Danyelle, we been rocking for a couple of months now. Have I ever told you anything that wasn't right or let anyone hurt you since we started talking?" Mac questioned.
"No, you been good on your word. Baby I'm not questioning your ability to look out for me, I just wanna make sure that Travis can't get in between us anymore and the only sure way to do that is to press the charges and now it may be even too late to do that." I told him as I shook my head.
"You just don’t get it, do you? No matter what I say to reassure you that as your man I got this, you still wanna do whatever the fuck you wanna do anyway." Mac scolded me.
"Who are you talking too?" I asked getting heated because of the way he was coming at me.
"You man, you acting real hard headed right now Danyelle. I'm telling you this shit for your own good and you still don’t want to listen to me at all.”
"Mac, damn I'm your woman not your child. You can't just expect me to listen to you and do everything that you say. I'm grown and my father is dead so stop trying to control what decisions I make." I blurted out as the everyone in the restaurant started to stare at us.
"This has nothing to do about acting like your daddy. I was only trying to be there for your ass but evidently that’s not what you want. So here is the money for the check and here is the key to my car, you can drive yourself home and you decide if you gonna keep trying to chase down Travis or be with me. I'm not competing for your heart anymore." Mac barked as he left me at the table alone.
I had never felt so embarrassed. All I was doing was trying to tell Mac how I felt about having Travis out of our lives. I didn’t mean to make him feel like he had to compete for my heart. I knew from the day that I packed my bags to move in with Mac that I was in love with him. He didn’t just sell me a dream and didn’t make it come true. Mac had been the perfect gentleman since he made me his woman. He didn’t disrespect me or threaten me or cheat on me from what I knew.
He was a beyond great provider and I didn’t have to want for shit. All that he asked of me was to have faith that I didn’t have to worry about Travis.
"Is everything okay?" The waitress asked as she put down the check.
"Yes it's fine. I won't be needing anything else, you can keep the change.”
'“Wow, thank you." The server said as I left her two hundred dollars bills.
“It's no problem," I said as I stood up to leave.
"Lady, can I just offer you some advice without you taking offense. I couldn’t help but to overhear the conversation that you were having with your husband.”
"He's my boyfriend.." I interrupted her in between her speech.
"Well my bad, your boyfriend or man seems like he really loves you. Whatever it is that seems to make you guys continue to bump heads should really be let go. You don’t wanna lose out on a good thing wasting time worrying about the past. I didn’t mean to hold you I just wanted to let you know that. You have a goodnight." She said as she picked up the plates off the table and left.
Deep down I knew she was right. If I ended up not letting this whole Travis thing go, I could end up losing my man for good. I had a good man and good men were very hard to come by. After all the bullshit that I went through with Travis and the type of lifestyle that he had me living I was finally comfortable with the way that I grew with Mac. He changed my whole train of thinking and made me want to do better for myself. I couldn’t just let him or what we had slip away. If I did I would be a fool and I would be damn if I let another woman take what was mine. I had to go home and find Mac and tell him that I was done being scared and that from now on I would trust that not only he had my heart but my back also. I had just the right type of plan up my sleeve to make sure that Mac would forgive me for doubting him in no time. I just hoped that it wasn't too late.
Travis
"I made it over here as soon as I could man. Did you handle what I asked you too?" I asked Mac as we met at the usual spot.
"I been trying, but now she bringing back up the idea of coming back to press charges. I don’t know what the hell she gonna decide to do." Mac said as he lit his cigar.
"You supposed to be working her man. You know how the plan is supposed to go. What the hell am I dishing you out all this money for if you can't get the job done?
"I never said I couldn’t!” Mac barked. “All I'm telling you is that whatever you got planned you better hurry up and make a move. That bitch not dumb she gonna start to put two and two together.”
"She wouldn’t be able to do that If you was doing what you suppose to do. Danyelle ain't who I want, it's her sister Aaliyah. We ain't gonna be able to find her if you keep fucking up.”
"Man fuck all that! You wanna find Aaliyah then we need to go ahead and make some shit shake. I been playing this bitch for almost 10 months and you won't even tell me why. All you wanna do is pay me all this money to get the information you want without letting me know why we even doing this shit. I'm not about to keep doing what you want while you keep me in the dark Travis!" Mac said as put the cigar out.
"Mac it's a long story and I'm not sure I wanna let you get that deep involved in this shit. It's already personal for me." I said through gritted teeth.
"Well try me, I ain't got nothing but time on me." Mac said as he pulled a chair to the table.
"Danyelle’s sister murdered my cousin Devonte." I told Mac sternly.
Repeating the words still stung at my chest but saying them aloud made it even more real. I couldn’t just let what Aaliyah did go. Me and Devonte were more than cousins, we were like brothers and her crazy ass took him away from me. She thought she had covered her tracks, but a few months after the police had found his body and had been left with a bunch of dead ends I had made it my mission to find out the truth of what happened to him.
I had never met Aaliyah but from the shit that he would tell me about her I knew she was insecure and annoying as fuck just like her dumb ass sister Danyelle. Anyway, one day I decided to visit his old place to be do some of my own digging. The police were just assuming that Devonte had been involved in some shady drug dealings and that they had went wrong, but I knew my cousin. Devonte was too much of a pretty motherfucker to get caught up in the drug world. He wasn't built for that type of life and I knew better.
Going through all of his belongings I tore the condo up trying to find something or anything that would lead me closer to the truth. The more I looked the less I came across that was until I saw that Devonte had a small bear sitting directly on top of his television in his bedroom. I had never noticed it before until that day. Something in the eyes of the teddy bear made me grab it and open it up from the back. I was shocked to find a camera inside.
"Bingo!" I said to myself that the battery was still fully charged. I knew I had to watch the tape. Whatever was on there could have led me to the truth about what happened to Devonte. As I placed the tape inside of the slot to watch my heart started to pound. I didn’t know what I would see or find out but I didn’t care how bad it was. All I wanted to know was the truth and hopefully I would find it in the tape. Pressing the play button I saw Devonte and I guess the Aaliyah chick fucking. She looked like she was putting it on him real good, you could tell by the way that Devonte was moaning and groaning.
Getting discouraged I felt like I was right back at square one until I saw the unthinkable. Aaliyah was sucking the shit out of Devonte's dick and before I knew it she had pulled out a knife and began to stab him over and over
.
"Fuck!!!" I screamed not believing what the fuck I was seeing. She had killed him. I knew that Devonte wasn't into any illegal bullshit. This crazy bitch had killed him and ditched town. I felt as If I was about to vomit as I watched Aaliyah kiss him and cuddle up next to my cousin's dead body. My knees began to feel weak and before I knew it I broke down in tears. How the hell could she do this and get away with? How could the police not have found this tape this whole time? It was so many emotions running through my head.
A part of me wanted to run to police with the footage I found. I mean that’s what any normal person would do, but with the way the police had already judged and condemned my cousin to be some thug I knew I couldn’t expect them to give him the justice that he deserved. That would never happen so I decided to take shit into my own hands. I made it my mission to find out everything about Aaliyah Powell. It wasn't hard, she had grew up in Detroit all of her life and had a sister and a mother. Her father had died of a heart attack 1 year prior to her killing my cousin. Only thing it had been hard to track her down after the she killed Devonte. It was like she vanished off the face of the earth.
Knowing that I had only a few options left I decided I had to make my move on Danyelle. She was two years younger than Aaliyah and dumb to say the least. It wasn't hard to reel her in at all. She had low self esteem and was easy to catch. Having no real career goals and no steady job I decided to hide the fact that I was very well off and use that to my advantage. So, I pretended to be the older boyfriend with no ambition and needing my girlfriend to support me act. With the money that Danyelle was bringing in from sleeping with niggas I should have let her keep it, but my need for revenge and having no pity on her made me take almost everything that Danyelle earned.
Danyelle knew how to use her body, but she lacked street smarts and common sense. For months, she had no idea that I was trying to dig up information on where her sister had run off too. I tried numerous times to track Danyelle phone to Aaliyah's but it would never pull up a specific location. Growing more impatient, I knew I had to bring someone else in to help me. Someone that could really help me catch what I really wanted. Hiring Mac wasn’t easy at first.
Danyelle wasn’t sexually attracted to him as much as I thought she would be. She barely wanted to touch the motherfucker. The first time she fucked him Mac called my phone ready to throw in the towel. He told me she complained and felt as if his dick wasn’t that good for the small amounts of money that he was paying her for it. I knew we would have to come harder so I up the price. Money talks and bitches love money. I knew that as soon as Mac started to pay a higher price for the pussy and made his intentions known that he wanted to give Danyelle a better life that it would take her no time for her to fall right into his web. She had no idea what type of game we were running on her.
My plan was to make Danyelle leave me and fall in love with Mac. It wasn't hard to treat her like shit because baby girl was starting to back talk the more she got deeper involved with this nigga. As soon as I started whooping her ass I knew she would run straight in Mac's arms. They had been so in love ever since and now it was just the time to make my final move. Mac was gonna express how he had fallen deeper in love with Danyelle and wanted to meet her family and sister. Even though she didn’t get along with Aaliyah, she would still want to show Mac off to her to her to try and make her sister jealous. Typical immature games. As soon as they would leave to wherever Aaliyah was, I would follow them and give Aaliyah the surprise of her life.
She had no idea what I had in store for her. This sick and twisted bitch had killed my cousin in cold blood and yet had no remorse for it. She was living her life free as if nothing had ever happened. She not only skipped town but she somehow played the police and they had no idea that she was the real killer. I had no choice but to take matters into my own hand and play god. Since Devonte's death I was the only one in the family that was truly trying to seek justice for him.
After I explained everything to Mac he looked at me in disbelief. He knew now why it so crucial for me to find Aaliyah and confront her for taking my cousins life.
"Damn, I knew you said the shit was deep but I didn’t think it went that far." Mac said as he lit another cigarette.
"Hell yeah, this shit isn't a game. I'm playing for keeps and what I won't do is let that bitch get away with murder. So, whatever type of falling out you had with Danyelle has to end now. I can't let you just break things off with her. Not when we this close to the finish line bruh." I told Mac as I started to count my money up to pay him.
"I wasn't backing out on you. I just came to collect my money and I was gonna make shit right. I just wanted to scare her a little bit. Make sure she knew she would be missing out if she decided to cut me loose.”
"Yeah okay, I hear you. Just make sure that you stick with the plan. We need to make something shake within the next couple of days. The more time passes, the less of chance we plan on getting a grip on that crazy bitch!" I told Mac sternly.
"Don’t worry I got you." Mac said as I handed him the money.
"When do you think you can get her to go visit her sister?" I asked.
"Give me 3 days at the most. I gotta work my magic, but I got this in the bag. Shit, if I could keep her from pressing charges on you for this long than I'm sure I can get her to do whatever I want." Mac boasted.
"Okay Mr. Cocky, let’s just hope that you right. We don’t need anything to fall apart at the last minute.”
"It won't have faith, Boss." Mac chuckled as he closed the condo door behind him.
For Mac's sake I hope he was telling the truth, because if shit didn’t progress soon I would have to start taking matters into my own hands.
Chapter 12 - Aaliyah
It had been two weeks since I had last spoken with Jacob. He kept ditching and ignoring my phone calls. I knew I was wrong for what went down at the club, but shit I wasn't going to apologize for it. That bitch had it coming for the longest with her old looking ass. It was Monday and finally time for me to come back to work. I had taken a week or two off to get myself together I felt so sick without Jacob. I knew I wasn’t going to be able to do this shit much longer. I was growing more and more worried that I wouldn’t be able to get Jacob back if we kept spending all of this time apart.
Pulling into work I was sweating bullets. I had not seen or spoken to Jacob since that night. All I could do was hope that by now he calmed down and would take me back. Entering the building everyone just looked and didn’t say two words to me. It was if I had been blackballed from the company all because I decided to check this broad, but I refused to let it phase me. I wasn't going to pay the staff any attention if they wanted to play stupid and not acknowledge me than it was on them.
"I could have all of their asses fired!” I thought to myself and it was true. I was Jacob's woman, he was going to put me first before our stupid co workers. Ignoring their antics, I decided to head to Jacob's office but when I opened the door he wasn't there. I didn't trip though I just figured he maybe hadn't gotten to work just yet. Then all of a sudden it clicked. If I was going to get my man back I was going to have to seduce him. I quickly closed Jacob's office door and closed the blinds to all the windows. Taking off my shirt and bra I sat topless on Jacob's desk waiting for him to arrive after turning off the light. The cold air hit my nipples and made them harden.
My thoughts began to roam to the night that me and Jacob first made love. The passion that burned between us that night was heavy. As I started to let my mind wonder I began to play with my pussy and massage my clit softly. I didn’t care that anyone else was in the other side of the office all I could think about was Jacob coming in his office and bending me over the desk and fucking me from the back with long deep strokes.
As I continued to play with myself I became lost in a trance when all of a sudden the light switch came on and I heard a scream.
"What the hell? Can't you knock first?" I screamed as one of my co workers Alexis came into th
e room looking shocked.
"Close your mouth! You act like you never seen titties before!" I snapped as I began to put back on my clothes. The nerve of this bitch to just walk in here without even thinking of asking to come in.
"I was dropping something personal off for Mr. Young. I didn’t think that you would be in here damn near nude. This is a place of business!" Alexis said.
"I know that my man runs this company and if he finds out that you are speaking to me I this way then he will fire your ass!" I barked.
Alexis had some nerve, she better watch her tone with me. She was new and just as easily as she was hired I could have her ass gone with a quickness. Becoming even more pissed I noticed that it was going on ten o clock and that Jacob still wasn’t at work.
"Are you trying to threaten me?" Alexis snapped back to my remarks.
"If that’s how you want to take then so be it. I don’t have time to sit here and play tit for tat with you. Why isn't Jacob here?" I asked.
"Mr. Young had an important meeting to attend to this morning. That’s all I know. He won't be here until after 1 today." Alexis explained.
" Hmmmm well if you can excuse me, I would like to finish getting dressed in private. So close the door on your way out and by the way, before you go let's just keep this misunderstanding between us. I wouldn’t want Jacob to get upset over nothing." I said dryly.
"Yeah sure whatever!" Alexis said rolling her eyes as she shut the door behind her. That bitch didn’t like me and I didn’t give a damn. All of the females that worked in Jacob's office couldn’t stand the fact that we were together. They probably all thought that I was crazy for what went down between me and Amanda at the club, but I could give two fucks about how they felt. As far as I was concerned, Jacob was my man and he belonged to me. I would be damn if I just let another bitch have him.
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