BLAM, BLAM, BLAM!
The gunshots roared and echoed throughout the house. People began screaming and running in every direction trying to find an exit. They began pouring out of the front, back, and side doors and ran to their cars.
“Oh my god. This shit is too crazy,” Aleesha said when she and Lala finally made it to the SUV they had rode up there in.
Vehicles began to burn rubber as everyone rushed to leave. The driver of the Suburban showed up, and rushed Aleesha and Lala to get in.
“We can’t leave yet. We gotta wait for everybody else!” Aleesha yelled at the driver as he started up the car.
“Fuck that,” he said as he put it in drive. You could see some of the partygoers who rode with them running toward the vehicle.
“Stop and fucking wait for them!” Aleesha yelled as she reached over the driver seat. She threw the gear in park, halting the SUV. The passengers had caught up and were now banging on the door. They all piled in as soon as the first door was opened.
“How many more people is left?” the driver frantically asked.
“I don’t know, just fucking wait!” Aleesha yelled at him.
Sirens were heard blaring down the street. The last of the passengers made their way to the van just as the police were arriving on the scene.
“Go, go, go!” everyone yelled out as the driver hit the gas. They had to make it off the property before anyone could relax and fully be seated.
“What the fuck happened back there?” everyone began to ask simultaneously.
“All I know is them niggas started arguin’. Next thing you know, somebody started lettin’ off,” one of the males in the SUV said. Aleesha didn’t say anything as she sat back and prayed that no one got hurt.
***
It was around 1 in the morning when Aleesha finally made it home. She had been dropped off with Lala at her place and stayed there for a while, then Lala took her home. She had tried calling Cali the whole time, but his phone kept going to voicemail, and she stayed up all morning worrying, not knowing whether he was safe or not. At around five thirty, she received a call from an unknown number. She hurriedly answered the phone in hopes that it would be Cali.
“Baby?” she asked as she answered the phone.
“Yeah. Look babe, I need you to come pick me up,” the male caller said.
“Who is this?” Aleesha asked, not recognizing the voice.
“Damn, so you don’t remember my voice?” he asked.
“No ... Savage?” Aleesha asked disappointingly. “How the hell did you get my number? And what the fuck happened last night?”
“That ain’t important right now.”
“It is important.”
“Damn, Leelee, my phone ‘bout to die. I can’t explain all that shit right now.”
“So what did you call me for?”
“Man, Aleesha I need a huge ass favor, please,” he begged into the phone.
“What?”
“I need you to come get me.”
“Why? And from where?”
“From the house we was at last night.”
“What the fuck are you still doing there?”
“I’ll tell you all that shit when you get here. Please, Leelee.”
“Why can’t you call somebody else? Where’s Marcus or yo bitch at?”
“Man that dumb ass nigga got locked up and ain’t nobody else pickin’ up. Please, Aleesha,” Savage pleaded over the phone.
She thought about it for a moment before she answered. “Alright,” she said with a huge sigh, “I’m on my way.”
Aleesha arrived at the party house two hours later, thanks to an accident on the freeway causing a traffic jam. Savage was sitting on the curb when she pulled up. Before he was even fully situated in her Kia, she began badgering him with questions.
“What the fuck happened?” she angrily asked.
“You ain’t talked to yo nigga about it?” he asked as he put on his seat belt.
“No I haven’t. I wouldn’t be asking you if I did,” she stated as she stared at him.
“Shit, my bad,” he said as he threw his hands up in defense.
“So what the fuck happened?” she asked in a calmer manner.
“Man. I went downstairs to follow after you, and I saw yo nigga. So I said fuck it and I stepped to that nigga,” Savage said getting hyped, reliving the moment. “We start goin’ back and forth and the nigga got bold and hit me and we start throwin’ boulders. I didn’t even realize my goons was standin’ around me and took flight on his niggas until I heard the gun goin’ off.”
“Please tell me nobody got hurt,” Aleesha begged as she crossed her fingers.
“Nah.”
“Thank you, Jesus,” she said as she let out a sigh of relief. “So who the fuck had the gun?”
“Man, that stupid ass nigga Marcus,” Savage said as he shook his head.
“Wow. So how the hell did he get locked up?” she asked as she finally began driving.
“Aight so after this nigga bust 3 rounds in the air, everybody take off. I came wit’ that nigga so I ran to his car, and luckily that nigga was right behind me. We hop in and burn out that bitch,” he said.
Aleesha couldn’t help but notice how animated he was when he talked, and she kind of missed it. She kept taking quick glances of him while he spoke, and for some reason, butterflies started forming in her stomach.
“So he drivin’ and shit and we hear the sirens comin’,” Savage continued. “This idiot was all hyped up that he was speedin’ and the nigga was drunk so you know he was swervin’. We made it to the freeway, so I’m thinkin’ a nigga safe. Hell nah. Dis nigga doin’ like 105, not knowin’ Highway Patrol was in the cut,” he said as he made hand gestures to emphasize his story. “He smashed past them niggas and next thing you know they was on our ass. We was close to the exit so this nigga hopped off, throwin’ the burner out the window with the mothafuckas right there. Then this nigga pulled over and was like ‘I’m finna run.’ So I was like fuck it. We both got out and broke, but this idiot ran back in the direction of the party and they followed him. Man, I started hittin’ brick walls and all types of shit ‘til I got to Denny’s. I posted in there for a coo’ minute then came back here.”
“That shit’s so fucking crazy,” Aleesha said as she shook her head. “How you know Marcus got locked back up though?”
“Cuz the nigga called me before I called you. But I really appreciate this, Leelee,” Savage responded, calming back down.
“No problem.”
“I’ll give you the gas money and shit when you drop me off.”
“Don’t worry about it.”
“Whaaaatttt, you actually bein’ nice to a nigga now?” Savage asked with a huge smile as he looked at her.
“Shut up,” Aleesha said, blushing.
“Can I at least smoke you out?”
“Yeah, I could use a blunt or two right about now.”
“Don’t even trip. When we get to my place I’ma roll a couple mcfatties for you. I moved though.”
“Okay thanks, and where to?”
“You always welcome. And shit to the Toe, I’ll show you how to get there. But you know I’m still fillin’ yo tank up,” Savage reassured her.
“Yeah I know,” Aleesha said with a bubbly smile as she took another admiring glance at him.
Momma’s Baby, Cali’s...
Aleesha pulled up to Savage’s new place bumping “Barbarian” by E-40. She was hesitant to get out of the car at first, but she convinced herself that smoking with her ex-boyfriend wouldn’t hurt anybody, especially if no one knew. She got out of the car and followed behind him.
As soon as she stepped foot inside, she began to admire the apartment as the smell of lemon Pine-Sol overcame her. Everything was coffee colored brown and black, and the apartment had a modern style decor to it. There was a huge Jackson “U” shaped sectional in Savage’s living room, with a coffee table, side tables and floor lamps to match. There was a built
in fireplace, and mounted above it was an enormous 82” flat screen TV. Aleesha took her shoes off, sat on the couch and put her feet up on the coffee table.
“Damn, you got comfortable quick,” Savage said as he broke down some Blueberry Kush. He rolled up three Cuban cigar sized blunts with Afghani hash in them, and lit one of them up. He turned the surround sound on and played “My Thang” by Dubee aka Sugawolf. The two didn’t speak as they passed the blunt back and forth to each other. By the time they were on the second blunt, Aleesha felt like she was going to pass out.
“Can I please go lay in your bed?” she asked as she felt her eyelids growing heavier.
“Yeah,” Savage answered with a laugh.
“Why you laughin’?” Aleesha asked, beginning to giggle.
“Cuz yo eyes are low as hell and they look closed. Damn, can you even see?” he asked, waving his hand in front of her face.
“Shut up. Yes I can, asshole,” she said with a giggle, swatting his hand away. “Which door is it?” she asked as she got up from the couch and headed toward the hallway.
“Aight,” he said with a laugh. “And it’s the one on the left,” he told her as he stared at her ass while she walked away.
Aleesha was knocked out no longer than five minutes after she laid on Savage’s bed. His pillow top king size mattress felt like heaven to her body as she laid her head on his comfort soft pillows. Savage smoked the rest of the blunt and then decided to go lay in his bed with her. Once he stepped in his room, he instantly got hard looking at her. Visions of them making love filled his head and he knew right then and there he had to have her.
He made his way to the bed and slowly pulled the covers off of her. He gently pushed her on her back and slowly inched her pants off, then delicately spread her legs apart, and went after the gold. He parted her pussy lips with his fingers as he slowly licked her clit. Aleesha began to softly moan in her sleep as he took his time French kissing her pussy. He began to suck on her clit again, and the more pressure he applied, the louder her moaning became. She slowly began opening her eyes and realized what was going on. She thought she was having a wet dream about Savage fucking her, when actually she woke up and he was in the middle of her legs, eating her pussy.
“Oh yes,” she moaned as she grabbed his head and sunk her fingers between his dreads, gripping them.
“Damn I missed this pussy,” he said as he continuously licked her clit in circular motions with his tongue. He persistently sucked lightly on her clit as he grabbed her hips with both hands.
“Right there Savage, oh fuck that feels so good,” Aleesha moaned as she felt him devouring her pussy. A few minutes later, Aleesha was ready to come. She moaned Savage’s name as her body began gyrating against his face, and she felt an out of body experience as she squirted.
Savage came up from in between her legs, and it looked like he had just eaten a glazed donut. He smiled as he licked her cum from off of his face. He then extended his arms over Aleesha and grabbed a pillow. He slid it under her butt to better hit her G-Spot, and slipped his 501 Levi’s fitted jeans and Calvin Klein boxer briefs off. Then he put her legs up and had her feet to the ceiling.
Savage’s penis looked bigger than Aleesha remembered, and she braced herself as he slowly inched his way inside of her. He began stroking in and out of her, and within seconds his dick was covered in white cream. She couldn’t contain the moans as he continuously drove his penis inside of her, and the more he fucked her, the louder she moaned. Savage felt the buildup coming only after a few short minutes, so he swiftly pulled his penis out of her.
“Shit I’m not tryna come yet,” he said as he sat back on his legs.
“Let me ride you,” Aleesha said as she pulled herself up.
She laid Savage on his back, climbed on top of him and turned around. She lifted up enough to navigate Savage’s thick, long rod inside of her, and steadied herself as she slid down on his dick. Savage could hear how wet her pussy was and could feel her juices sliding down from his dick to his balls as she moaned and grinded on his dick.
“Oh shit,” he said as he watched her ass jiggle while she rode his dick reverse cowgirl style. “Whose pussy is this?” he asked as he smacked her ass.
“It’s yours,” Aleesha moaned as she continued riding him.
“Say ‘It’s yours, daddy,” he said as he smacked her ass again.
“It’s yours daddy!” she screamed in a load moan.
“Damn this tight ass pussy feels good. Keep grabbin’ that dick baby,” he told her as he smacked her ass yet once again.
“Oh shit, I’m coming daddy!” she moaned loudly as she rode his dick even harder, beginning to orgasm.
“Fuck,” Savage said, feeling her pussy pulsating and getting wetter. He tried to hold his nut in, but Aleesha’s pussy was too good. He came inside of her as she continued convulsing from her own orgasm. After a few seconds, she laid down as Savage slowly pulled out of her. He laid the same direction as her and they cuddled in each other’s arms as they faded into a deep slumber.
***
It was around 4 in the afternoon when Aleesha finally woke up. For a split second, she didn’t remember where she was until she looked up at Savage.
“Fuck!” she said to herself once she realized what they had done. She tried to sneak out of the bed without waking Savage, but as soon as she began to move, he woke up.
“Where you think you goin’?” he asked as he pulled her back close to him.
“Savage, I need to go home,” she said as she stared into his half opened eyes.
“No you don’t, stay here,” he said as he closed his eyes and turned his head, trying to fall back to sleep.
“I can’t. I gotta go.”
She removed his arm from around her. She got up and put the rest of her clothes back on.
“Damn, Leelee, you really not gon’ stay?” he asked as he got up and sat on the edge of the bed.
“No, Savage. I shouldn’t have even stayed this long,” she stated shamefully.
“Aight man,” he said, disappointed. “When you comin’ back?”
“I’m not,” she said as she walked toward the door.
“Why not?” he fumed.
Aleesha turned back around. “You know why,” she answered blankly.
“Man, fuck that nigga. You wasn’t worried about him when we was fuckin’ earlier,” Savage said, raising his voice.
“Whatever, bye Savage,” she said walking out of the door.
When Aleesha got home, she was met with a sight she wasn’t prepared for. As soon as she stepped through her front door, Cali was in the living room sitting on the couch waiting for her.
“How the hell did you get in here?” she asked as she slowly shut the door.
“You left the door unlocked,” he said as he stared at her.
“Oh,” she said as she took her shoes off and took a seat next to him.
“Where was you at?” Cali asked, still staring at her.
“Out,” Aleesha answered, trying to avoid looking at him.
“Why didn’t you answer yo phone?”
“It was on vibrate. I didn’t hear it,” she said as she grabbed her TV remote off the coffee table. She turned on the TV and began browsing through the channels.
“Who was you out wit’?”
“Damn, why is it always 21 questions with you?” Aleesha asked as she turned to face him. “Where the fuck were you at? Why didn’t you answer your phone the millions of times I called yo black ass?” she shot back, raising her voice.
“Don’t worry about it. I’m askin’ you,” Cali calmly responded back.
“Okay, and I’m asking you now. I was up all morning worried about you,” she said with a tone of sincerity.
“You wasn’t that worried if you couldn’t answer yo phone,” he countered.
“Wow. I’m through with this conversation,” she said as she shook her head and sat back into the couch.
“Why?” he asked doubtfully.
> “Cuz it’s pointless. It’s not getting anywhere.”
“Yeah cuz you can’t answer simple ass questions. Did you ever think that I was worried about yo ass too?” Cali asked in a hostile tone of voice.
“No,” Aleesha stated tiresomely.
“I came over to make sure yo ass was okay and when I get here the door was open, and you wasn’t answerin’ yo phone. I didn’t know what was goin’ on,” he stated, trying to calm back down.
“I’m sorry, babe,” she said as she let out a sigh. “I went for a drive to clear my head. My phone was in my purse and I didn’t hear it over the music.”
“That’s all you had to tell me the first time.”
“I know. Where’s your car?” she asked, trying to change the subject.
“I got dropped off. Juice should be pullin’ up in a minute to pick me up cuz I gotta go handle some shit. But I had to come talk to you about somethin’ first,” he said as he shook his head. No matter how he tried to flip the situation, he knew Aleesha would be furious once he told her the news.
“About what?” she asked, now with her full attention on him.
“Man,” Cali said, taking a deep breath. “You ain’t gone like what I’m about to tell you, but fuck it.”
“What is it, Cali?” Aleesha asked, unsure if she wanted to hear what he had to tell her.
“After last night, I realized my life could be gone within a matter of seconds. So while I’m still here, I need to man up and take care of my responsibilities.”
“Okay. What responsibilities?”
“Well,” he said, staring at the floor, “my daughter for one.” Cali could tell by the expression on her face that she was mad, but he wasn’t prepared for the hit he was about to receive.
WHACK!
Aleesha slapped him so hard that the whole left side of his face started tingling and going numb. It stunned Cali for a few seconds but he quickly regained his composure.
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