“Oooh,” Aleesha moaned out as she grabbed his ‘fro. Cali’s tongue felt like magic, and after a few minutes, her back began to arch and she could feel the build up inside of her. “Oh shit,” she said as she began to experience the euphoric sensation of an orgasm. He could feel her walls contracting around his finger as it became wet with cum. She pushed him away, closed her legs and hurriedly scooted away on the couch.
“Why you runnin’, you done?” Cali asked with her juices glistening around his mouth.
“Shut up,” Aleesha said in shock and awe. “Yeah, I’m done.”
“Aight,” Cali said, shrugging his shoulders as he got up off the couch and walked away. He went into the restroom to brush his teeth and clean his face. When he came back to the living room, Aleesha had her shorts back on, and had laid back on the couch.
“Thank you,” she said as he lifted her legs up so he could sit down.
Once seated, he laid her legs back across him. “You ain’t gotta thank me. You my girl, and I love eatin’ pussy.”
“So you were really serious earlier?”
“Serious about what?”
“About me being your girl.”
“Yeah. Why would you think I wasn’t? I liked you from the jump. I was just waitin’ for you to leave that mark ass nigga.”
Just as Aleesha was about to say something else, her phone began to ring, and she waited a few seconds before she took it out. It was Milasia calling so she decided to answer it. “Hello?”
“Bitch, hop off my brother’s dick and have him drop you off at my place,” Milasia said. The phone’s volume was loud enough that Cali could hear her on the other end.
“One, ain’t nobody on his dick,” Aleesha stated, “and two, what for?”
“Cuz, I’m gettin’ ready to leave for work and I wanted you and Lala to come with me tonight.”
“Why do you want us to come sit at Rainbow with you?” Aleesha questioned.
“Not at Rainbow. I told you I got another job at a club,” Milasia reminded her.
“Oh yeah. Alright, I’m coming right now,” Aleesha said before hanging up the phone. “Can you drop me off at your sisters?” she asked as she put her phone in her pocket.
“Damn, you ain’t tryna stay a little longer?” Cali asked, wanting to spend more time with her.
“I would but I already told Mila I was on the way. And it wouldn’t be fair ‘cause I promised her I would spend the weekend with her and I already left them hangin’ earlier.”
“Aight, I’ll let you slide with that phony excuse. But next time, you ain’t goin’ nowhere. That ass is mine,” he said as he smacked her ass.
They got up, left out of the apartment and got in his Range. He dropped her off, and was on his way to make his rounds. As soon as Aleesha walked through Milasia’s front door, Milasia and Lala were on her like hound dogs. They couldn’t wait for Aleesha to come over so they could tell her about the events that transpired after she had left them.
“Guess what happened today?” Milasia asked Aleesha as they headed toward her bedroom.
“What?” Aleesha asked back.
“Okay, don’t get mad, but we went and talked to Savage.”
“For what?” Aleesha asked, annoyed.
“Because, I wanted to know who his bitch was, and to cuss his ass out for what he did to you,” Milasia said as they walked into her room.
Aleesha and Lala took a seat on the bed while she finished getting ready. “You burnt out,” Aleesha responded with a laugh.
“I know,” Milasia said as she began fixing her hair. She was curling it, and her long bright red hair bounced around gracefully with every head movement.
“So what happened?” Aleesha asked, knowing she was about to hear something good.
“I knew you would wanna know,” Milasia said, looking at Aleesha through the mirror.
“Whatever bitch, just tell the story.”
“Okay so after we get our food, we turn around, and Savage is walkin’ in our direction. As soon as he seen us, his ass looked like he wanted to turn around, but he didn’t. He just gave us a head nod and walked past us, so you know my ass had to say somethin’,” Milasia said matter-of-factly. “I was like, ‘Damn Savage, you just walk past us like you don’t know nobody.’ They turned around and his bitch had the nerve to say somethin’. She was like, ‘Maybe he didn’t feel like stoppin’ to talk to you.’ I swear I was about to beat her ass right there. I was just like, ‘Bitch, wasn’t no one talkin’ to you. Yo name ain’t Savage. He can answer for his self.’ Like, the fuck bitch, you ain’t nobody.”
Aleesha started laughing hysterically. “No you didn’t,” she said in between laughs.
“Bitch, you know I did,” Milasia said as she turned around to look at Aleesha. “And his bitch was like, ‘I ain’t nobody’s bitch, bitch!’ Savage finally cut in like, ‘Damn, shut the fuck up. All this name callin’ shit ain’t necessary.’ And I was just like, ‘Whatever. Where’s Marcus?’ And this bitch gave me the most evil glare. I swear I was about to straight clock her ass.”
“Hell yeah, I had to hold her by the arm to make sure she didn’t start swingin’,” Lala said, putting her two cents in as Aleesha kept laughing.
“Man, on everything I love,” Milasia said, turning back around to finish her hair, “but he was just like, ‘He around.’ Then he was like, ‘Y’all up here by y’all selves?’ I could tell he wanted to ask about you but was bein’ low-key in front of his girl. Shit I just answered his ass straight up. I was like, ‘We was up here with Aleesha, but she went off with my brother somewhere.’ You can tell his ass got mad. His whole facial expression and demeanor changed. He was just like, ‘Aight, I’ll see y’all later.’ And walked away. Me and Lala started rollin’.”
“Y’all retarded,” Aleesha said, still giggling.
“I thought his bitch would be ugly, but she’s actually really pretty,” Milasia said, curling the last piece of her hair.
“Yeah, Savage ain’t ever messed with no ugly bitch. I give him credit for that,” Aleesha responded, and the whole room fell into an uncomfortable silence. “Guess what?” she asked, trying to change the vibe in the room.
“What?” Milasia and Lala asked in unison.
“I go out with Cali now,” Aleesha told them happily.
“I knew it, bitch,” Milasia said with a sneer. “Don’t be tryna use him as a rebound.”
“Shut up,” Aleesha said, rolling her eyes. “That’s what Jramill was for.”
“Okay, but you never fucked him,” Milasia said as she turned around and gave Aleesha the so-what gesture.
“So, I still rode that niggas face every other day. And I’m over Savage,” Aleesha said, trying to convince herself. “Besides, I really like Cali. I wouldn’t ever try and play him like that.”
“Damn, you sound like you in love already,” Milasia teased.
“Nah,” Aleesha said with a huge smile, “I really do like him though. We just have this bomb ass chemistry, and his personality is amazing.”
“Weellll,” Milasia exaggerated, “as long as you two keep each other happy, I’m happy.”
“Yeah.” Aleesha grinned from ear to ear, thinking about Cali.
“So, where you work at again?” Lala asked Milasia, rejoining in the conversation.
“The King’s Palace,” she responded.
“Where’s that at?”
“In Ontario.”
“Bitch, what are you doing working in a club?” Aleesha asked.
“I strip there,” Milasia answered matter-of-factly.
“Oh, yo ass was serious when you told me that?” Aleesha asked, shocked.
“Yeah, I was serious,” Milasia answered, laughing.
“What made you start stripping?”
“Me and my home girl decided to go there one night. It was amateur night, and you know once my ass is drunk enough I’ll do anything. I got my ass up there and made over $500. The owner seen me and was like ‘I gotta have you in
here.’ Shit, I had fun and its fast money so I was like ‘Fuck it, when do I start?”
“Shit I feel you,” Aleesha told her.
“What’s yo stage name?” Lala asked.
“Red Passion,” Milasia responded as she turned around and made her ass cheeks bounce.
“Oh shit bitch check you out!” Aleesha exclaimed playfully, watching Milasia dance.
Lala pulled out a couple of dollar bills from her Brahmin hobo bag. “Make it rain,” she said as she threw the bills in the air over Milasia. The ladies continued to joke around until it was time for Milasia to leave for work, then they all piled into her Acura and were on their way to have some fun.
Who Can You Trust?
As the months rolled by, Cali and Aleesha’s relationship became more and more serious. Although they didn’t officially live together, Aleesha spent more time at Cali’s apartment than her own. Cali wanted her to move in, but Aleesha felt more comfortable keeping her place knowing that if things didn’t work out between them, she wouldn’t have to go through the stress of finding another apartment.
It was nearing the end of Aleesha’s sophomore year in college, and she decided to get a second job to keep her busy during the summer. She heard of a dispensary looking for female workers and knew that it would be the perfect job since she loved smoking weed. All she had to do was get a doctor’s recommendation, so one day, she and Cali went to the referral clinic. They both were seen by the doctor and received their recommendations within an hour. They hit up a couple of dispensaries, trying different top shelf grams and purchasing knick-knacks like bongs, pipes and lighters, then made their way to the dispensary where Aleesha wanted to work. She went inside to talk to the owner for a few minutes, was hired on the spot, and started working the very next day.
After a couple of weeks of all work and no play, Aleesha decided to take the weekend off, and spend it with one of her female friends. So she called Milasia up, and they planned an exciting weekend together in San Diego.
It was late in the evening on a Friday night when Aleesha made it over to Milasia’s. She was spending the night since Milasia had to work, and they planned to drive to San Diego the next morning. Usually, if she spent the night at Milasia’s she would accompany her to work, but this particular night, Aleesha didn’t feel like being in the club environment. So after Milasia left, she spent some of the night relaxing, watching Netflix and eating snacks.
After a while, Aleesha got bored so she invited Cali over to keep her company. He came and chilled with her for a while, and at about a quarter to twelve he left because he got a call to go handle some business. He planned on coming back, but since Aleesha was feeling tired, they said their goodbyes and she promised to call him once she and Milasia made it to San Diego.
Right as Aleesha was about to slip off into a deep sleep, she got a text from Milasia. She told Aleesha to unlock the door because her boyfriend Ronnie was coming over, and that she would be home within the next hour. As soon as Aleesha went to unlock the door, Ronnie was knocking on it. She let him in and ran back to the couch to cover herself up with the blanket. She was wearing a tank top that exposed her nipples and cleavage, and shorts so small that half of her ass cheeks were visible. She didn’t want to be strutting around half naked in front of a man besides her own, especially since the man was with one of her friends. She laid down as he took a seat on the La-Z-Boy.
“Wassup, Aleesha? Passion told me you would be here,” Ronnie said, referring to Milasia by her stripper name. Ronnie was a bulky six-foot-five light-skinned guy with long hair that was styled in zigzag braids. He was one of the toughest members from one of the most ruthless crip gangs in California, Running Down Dear Lane, or RDDL for short. He and Milasia had been dating for quite some time, and were madly in love.
He took out a pre-rolled blunt and a small vile of liquid that looked like perfume, and as soon as he opened it, Aleesha could tell it was PCP. He took out a cigarette and dipped it into the vile, then set it on the end table to dry.
“Yeah, you can go wait for Mila in her room,” Aleesha said, not trying to sound too rude. She wasn’t trying to associate with her friend’s man, especially since she wasn’t here, or be around that disgusting smelling drug.
“Nah, I’ll wait out here. You tryna smoke?” he asked Aleesha as he lit up his blunt.
“No,” she answered. She wasn’t sure if he had dipped his blunt in the water, and she wasn’t trying to take any chances.
“Aight, mo’ fo’ me,” he said as he took hits from the cigar.
Aleesha felt uncomfortable just being in the room with him, so she wrapped the cover around her and went into Milasia’s bedroom. She laid on the bed and was sleep within thirty minutes.
While she was dreaming, Aleesha woke up from an excruciating pain she felt coming from her vagina. She tried to move, but her body felt like it was being held down by something. As she opened her eyes, Ronnie was on top of her making grunting noises.
“What the fuck!” she screamed once she realized what was going on. She tried to push Ronnie off of her, but he was too strong.
He grabbed both of her arms, put them above her head, gripped her hands together with one of his hands and held her down. “Shut up,” he said as he continued to forcefully fuck her.
“Stop! Get off of me,” Aleesha screamed as she tried to fight him off. But the more and more she tried to move, the more he restrained her and the more brutal the pain became. “Please stop, get off of me!” she pleaded as she began to cry.
“Shut the fuck up!” Ronnie yelled as he continuously rammed his dick into her.
“No, stop, please,” she kept begging.
“Didn’t I tell you to shut the fuck up?” he yelled as he hit her repeatedly in the face with his fist.
Aleesha’s nose began to bleed and she could taste the blood from her busted lip as she screamed from the beating. Ronnie began to choke her to quiet her, and before she slipped into unconsciousness, he let his grip go. She began gasping for air and choking at the same time.
“Shit,” he said with a grunt as he came inside of her.
Ronnie rolled off of her and laid on the bed for a couple of seconds, as Aleesha rolled off the bed and onto the floor to catch her breath. He put his dick back in his pants, and walked out of the room without saying another word.
Once he was gone, Aleesha turned on the light, and began to gather her things. She couldn’t stop crying and could barely walk, but she knew she had to get out of here. Right as she was grabbing her keys to leave out the door, Ronnie came back into the room. He backed her into the corner, and pulled a gun out and pointed it at her head.
“Bitch, if you say anything to anybody, I’ll kill you,” he threatened her.
“Okay,” Aleesha fearfully cried as she clutched her things.
He left out the room, and Aleesha knew she couldn’t face seeing him again. She opened the bedroom window and climbed out, then ran to her Kia, and raced all the way home. As soon as she got there, she cleaned her face then took a bath to soak her body, all the while still crying.
It was around 4 in the morning when Aleesha finally got out of the bath. She put on some sweats and a t-shirt, and laid in her bed. She tried to fall asleep, but couldn’t because of the dreadful events that had taken place. The more she thought about it, the more teary-eyed she became, and the filthier she felt. She couldn’t believe out of all people, it had to happen to her. She sat up in the bed and tried to watch TV, but was so scared that she became paranoid, so she grabbed her cell phone and went into the living room.
She thought of calling Cali, and as soon as she was getting ready to call him, another call came in. It was Milasia. She didn’t want to answer it so she continued to let it ring. Milasia called back twice after, but stopped when she realized Aleesha wasn’t going to answer her call. Aleesha sat her phone down next to her on her sofa, and turned on the TV. She stared at it and became lost in her thoughts.
Hours passed as Aleesha sa
t on the sofa staring at the TV screen, until her HTC EVO began to ring again. When she looked at it, it was 7 a.m. and the name displayed on the screen said Mila. They were supposed to be getting an early start to avoid the weekend traffic, so she knew that’s why she was calling. Aleesha kept letting the phone ring and go to voicemail, and after about the tenth time, Milasia finally gave up and stopped calling. Three minutes went by, and Aleesha’s phone began ringing again, but it was Cali this time. She opted not to answer it, but knew she couldn’t avoid everyone forever, so she gave in.
“Hello?” Aleesha said halfheartedly into the phone.
“Babe, where you at? Sis said she been blowin’ yo phone up all this mornin’. I thought you was stayin’ the night over there and y’all was leavin’ for Diego?” Cali asked.
“Babe can you please come over?” she asked as she broke down crying.
“Babe what’s wrong. What happened?” he asked with sincerity and worry in his voice.
“Just please, hurry up.”
“Say no more, I’m on my way.”
Even though Cali lived a good twenty five minutes away from Aleesha, he made it to her place in ten. As soon as he got out the car, he ran up to her door and started banging on it like he was the police. It didn’t take Aleesha long to answer it, and as soon as Cali saw her face, he could tell something was wrong.
“What the fuck happened to you?” he asked angrily as he looked at her swollen lip. Aleesha didn’t say anything as she looked down at the floor. “Babe, who did this to you?”
Cali could tell Aleesha didn’t want to answer him, but he couldn’t hurt the person responsible if she didn’t. He led her to the couch, and wiped her tears from her face. “Babe, tell me who did this to you,” he said in a softer, sincere voice.
“I told him to stop,” she said as she cried and continued to stare at the floor.
“You told who to stop, what happened babe?”
“Ronnie.”
“Ronnie what?” he asked ,clinching his fist together, fearful of what she might say.
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