“Man,” Marcus said as he laughed in agreement, “Leelee was always thumpin’ on bitches over you.”
“I know, and I put her through so much shit,” Savage said as he shook his head. “Fuck!” he exclaimed as a sudden realization came to his head.
“You good, bro?” Marcus took a quick glance at Savage.
“Yeah. It’s just this shit with Noelle,” Savage said as he hit the blunt. “I never saw Aleesha look the way she did when she came to see me. I thought she was really finna break the glass and kill my ass.”
“Hell has no fury like a woman scorned,” Marcus quoted. “My momma taught me that.”
“Damn I fucked up,” Savage said, consumed in his thoughts about the situation. He sat thinking about it for a few minutes while Marcus continued to drive. “Ay I need you to take me to this shop so I can get this car out for her. I almost forgot the mothafucka was still there.”
“Oh yeah, her birthday gift,” Marcus recalled. “What kinda car you get her?”
“An Audi RS 5 Coupe,” Savage answered casually.
“Ay, them mothafuckas is hard,” Marcus stated admiringly. “But aight I got you.”
“Good lookin’. And I know she gon’ love that shit. She at home, right?”
“Yeah she should be. Lala is there wit’ her.”
“Aight.”
Marcus drove Savage to the car shop, then they went their separate ways. Since Savage had paid for the custom work on the car, which included bulletproof gullwing doors and windows, a push-to-start ignition, and musical car horn in advance, all he had to do was sign some paperwork and he was handed the keys, then he drove straight home.
When Savage pulled up to his house, he couldn’t wait to get inside to finally be with his wife. After being around nothing but men with the exemption of a few female CO’s for a month, he wanted to be around a female companion and was ready to get deep inside some warm, wet pussy. He could see his Charger and Aleesha’s Camaro parked in the driveway, so he knew she was home. Even though they had well over enough money to be riding around in luxury cars, they preferred American muscle and were big on Chevy’s, with the exception of his Charger and now her new Audi. He hastily parked her Audi in front, and ran to the front door. Since he didn’t have his keys, he used the spare they kept hidden by the door and let himself inside.
As soon as Savage walked in, he noticed it was unusually quiet. He figured that since Aleesha hadn’t been feeling good lately, she was probably in the room sleep. But after searching the whole house, she was nowhere to be found. He tried calling her phone, but she wasn’t picking up. He didn’t know what to think and started assuming the worst, so he called Marcus.
“Yeah wassup?” Marcus asked as soon as he picked up his phone.
“Ay, do you know where Aleesha is?” Savage asked frantically. “My nigga you told me she would be here and she ain’t nowhere to be found. And she not answering her phone.”
“Nah,” Marcus calmly replied, “but let me call Lala.”
“Aight, hit me back and let me know wassup,” Savage said as he was about to hang up the phone. “Ay,” he hurriedly said hoping Marcus didn’t hang up yet. “You didn’t tell Lala I was gettin’ out today right?” he questioned. “You know they can’t keep shit from each other.”
“Nah my nigga, I wouldn’t have fucked this up for you, but let me call her and I’ll hit you right back bro.”
“Aight.”
***
Aleesha and Lala were sitting in the exam room, waiting on the doctor to come back with Aleesha’s prenatal pills and her next appointment time. She had just found out that she was almost 6 weeks pregnant, which explained why she hadn’t been feeling too well. She thought it might have been the flu but when the results came back, she was more than excited to hear the good news. She was expecting her first child, and even though there was a slight chance that this might not be her husband’s first child, she was still happy that they were soon-to-be parents. She had her phone on silent, explaining the reason she didn’t hear any of Savage’s calls.
Lala’s phone began to ring, and she immediately answered it. “Hey babe!” she joyfully said, not hiding the fact that she was happy because she was going to be a God-mother.
“What you sound all excited for? Where the fuck you at?” Marcus asked, sensing the excitement in his girl’s voice.
“I’m at the doctor with Aleesha. She wasn’t feeling too good and asked me to take her. We almost done though, why what’s wrong?” Lala asked, making sure she didn’t spill the good news before her best friend got the word out first.
“Nothin’ I was just wonderin’ where the fuck you was at. But hurry yo ass home, we got shit to do today,” Marcus said. He actually didn’t care where Lala was or when she would be home, but he was trying to look out for Savage.
“What the fuck do we have to do today?” Lala asked with sass in her voice.
“Don’t worry about it, just hurry up.”
“Aight, bye,” Lala said as she hung up the phone. “Punk ass,” she mumbled under her breath after she put her iPhone back in her Jimmy Choo hobo bag.
“Marcus trippin’ again?” Aleesha asked her friend, who now looked mad.
“Yeah, you know how niggas is though, they don’t care about shit. But fuck him, his ass can wait,” Lala said right before the doctor came in the room.
He talked to Aleesha for a few minutes, then sent her on her way. After leaving the doctor’s office, Aleesha had Lala drop her off at home. She could have used the company, but decided she was just going to shower and take a nap before going to work. All the excitement she had had worn off, and she just wanted to relax and take in everything that was going on. She hadn’t bothered to check her phone yet, since she knew if her husband did call it would be later in the evening.
As soon as Aleesha opened the door, she dropped everything in her hands in disbelief. She couldn’t believe her husband was standing here butt naked. She was happy to see him, and a big grin appeared on both of their faces as she jumped in his arms.
“Damn baby I missed you. Happy early birthday,” Savage said, still hugging her. After what seemed like forever, he finally looked down and kissed his wife. She was crying, but it was tears of joy. Even though he had only been gone for a month, it seemed like an eternity for her.
“I missed you so much babe, I can’t believe your home. How the fuck did you get inside the house though?” she asked, looking up into his golden brown eyes.
“The spare key babe,” Savage said, still holding his wife. He missed her, and just looking at her beautiful chocolate face made his dick rock hard.
“Well, I see you really did miss me,” Aleesha giggled, feeling his dick against her body. Just being in his arms made her pussy wet, and she was ready and willing to make love to her husband all day.
“Hell yeah I missed you. Did you see your other birthday gift outside?”
“No, what gift?” she asked as they pulled apart. She turned around and looked out the door.
“That,” he simply said as he dangled the car keys in her face.
“Oh my God. Thank you babe,” she said as she took the keys and turned around to kiss him.
Savage pulled Aleesha close, shut the door, and led her over to the couch as they continued to kiss. He took her keys and threw them on the floor as she began to undress, all while they made out. He couldn’t wait to make love to his wife, and after seeing what he was missing for a whole month, he didn’t want to wait another second. After she got undressed, he sat her on the couch while kissing her on the neck, and slowly inched his dick inside her womanly cave, which was now drenched in her own sweet sap.
Savage started off with slow strokes, getting Aleesha’s tight pussy readjusted to his massive size. After a couple minutes, he bent her over the arm of the couch, and started beating her pussy up from the back. Every stroke mesmerized her mind and body, and she felt like she was floating on cloud 9. Her pussy wouldn’t stop squirting, and her
legs wouldn’t stop quivering. After the living room they moved into the kitchen, fucking on top of the counters, then to the bedroom going round for round until they were both fully pleased.
Before they drifted off to sleep, Aleesha wanted to make sure she told her husband the good news she received earlier that day.
“Babe you up?” she asked, making sure Savage hadn’t fallen asleep yet.
“Yeah?” he responded with sleepiness in his voice.
“You know how I haven’t been feeling good lately?”
“Yeah.”
“Well,” she hesitated, “I found out today, I’m pregnant.” Savage hopped out of bed, and started throwing on clothes. “Where are you going?” Aleesha nervously asked as she sat up in bed.
“I’ll be back,” Savage responded as he rushed out of the bedroom and out of the house. Aleesha just sat in bed, not sure what to think of her husband’s sudden move.
A few hours later, Savage returned home and found Aleesha in the room knocked out. “Babe, come here real quick,” he said as he shook her awake.
“Huh?” she sleepily answered as she tried to open her eyes.
“Come here,” he said as he tugged at her arm
“Ugh,” she groaned as she got out of the bed. She followed him into the living room and was met with yet another surprise. “Wow,” she said as a huge grin spread across her face when she saw the floor full of Babies-R-Us bags.
“Go look,” he said as he nudged her forward.
The bags were full of baby things including some unisex clothing, diapers, wipes, bottles, toys, a crib and even a breast pump. Savage couldn’t wait to find out the sex of the baby, so he could get some more clothing and all the other necessities that he hadn’t gotten yet.
“And this is only the beginning,” he said with a huge grin as he pulled Aleesha close to him from behind and rubbed her belly.
Over the next few weeks, they spent a lot of time getting prepared for the baby. Life was really coming together for them, but trouble was also slowly brewing.
Cold Blooded
Cali was sitting in his living room, watching TV with a lot on his mind. He had been out of the hospital for a few weeks now, but still had no clue who could have shot him. Even though he promised God that if He let him live he would change his life around, some things were better said than done. Cali wanted to change, but the thug inside of him wouldn’t let whoever almost ended his life get away. He needed his revenge, and he knew that was a dish best served cold.
He had healed up pretty nicely but was still regaining his strength, so he didn’t go out much except for to the gym. That didn’t stop him from keeping his ears to the street though. He knew sooner or later, someone would come to him with the information he needed, although nothing could prepare him for the phone call he was about to receive.
“Heyyy bro,” Milasia sang into the receiver once Cali answered.
“Wassup sis, what yo big head ass doin’?” Cali teasingly replied back.
“Shit chillin’, but ay I found out some shit that you need to hear, but you might not want to,” she replied reluctantly.
“Shit, spit.” He knew whatever she was about to tell him was drama, but he knew it was something worth listening to.
“I don’t know who shot you, but I know who was behind it.”
“Who?” Cali asked. He couldn’t hide the anger in his voice.
“Aleesha.”
There was a long pause on the phone. He didn’t want to believe the name that came out of his step-sister’s mouth. “Man cuh, that shit ain’t funny.”
“Cali, does it sound like I’m fucking laughing?”
“Cuh who the fuck told you that?”
“Bro, I wouldn’t even bring no shit to you like this if it wasn’t true,” Milasia stated. “Look I’m not gone lie to you. I’ve been fuckin’ around with one of her nigga’s friends, and you know how niggas get when they pillow talkin’. He told me she had some niggas come after you. I didn’t even care to find out why, but I’m ready to go handle her for you.”
“Man that shit’s crazy,” Cali said, not able to believe what he was being told. “How the fuck did he find out?”
“I told you, that’s her nigga’s friend,” Milasia reiterated. “He told me that while her nigga was locked up, he went over to her house for somethin’ and you know how she smokes with everybody that comes over. So they smoked and I guess she just confided in him and told ‘em.”
“So was her nigga in on it?” Cali asked heatedly.
“Maybe,” Milasia answered, unsurely. “I know for sure it was some niggas she fuck with in the bay though. That’s why she went out there the day after it happened.”
“Wow!” Cali exclaimed. “That shit is unbelievable. Don’t even trip on it, sis. I’ma handle it, but I’ll hit you back later,” he said before he hung up the phone.
Cali couldn’t believe what he just heard. Why would Aleesha out of all people want to have me killed? he thought to himself as he got up and began pacing back and forth. The thought had never even crossed his mind before until now. He knew his sister wouldn’t lie to him, but he also knew Aleesha loved him too much to want him dead. He kept thinking about when she had come to see him in the hospital, and the sincere look on her face as she talked to him. He had to find out how much of Milasia’s statements were true, because things just weren’t making sense.
He tried calling Aleesha’s cell phone, but it kept going straight to voicemail. He took a seat back on the couch, as he thought about what his next move would be. All this information was too much for him to try and process, so he grabbed his keys and was out the door to take a drive. He drove to Mary Jane Getaway and saw both Aleesha and Savage’s car there, so he parked across the street and sat in it for a while. After an hour, Cali concluded that they were both going to be there all day so he drove back home, and as soon as he arrived, he received another unexpected call.
“Ay, what’s tha deal?” Juice asked Cali in a serious tone as soon as he answered his phone.
“Shit, what’s goin’ on cuh?” Cali asked as he parked his car and stayed sitting inside.
“I was callin’ to ask you the same thing. Yo baby momma wildin’ on twitter cuh,” Juice informed him.
“What you mean?” Cali asked surprisingly.
“She goin’ ham nigga,” Juice stated. “Which ex they think set you up cuh?”
“Man,” Cali said with a long sigh, “Mila called me with that shit earlier. Cuh said it was Aleesha.”
“Damn, are you serious?” Juice asked, bewildered.
“Yeah nigga.”
“Why? What the fuck did you do to her to make her want to kill yo ass?”
“Nigga nothin’. I told you we was in the room fuckin’ that same day. But Mila told me some shit and I’m just like damn, that shit really got me thinkin’.”
“That don’t seem like Aleesha though, she seem like the type to shoot you herself if anything.”
“Nigga I know. This shit is crazy. Out of all people I never expected her,” Cali admitted truthfully. “I thought my BM had somethin’ to do wit’ it at first cuz her ass threatened a nigga before, but I know she ain’t got pull like that.”
“So do you think Aleesha really had something to do wit’ it?” Juice curiously asked. “I mean nigga we got enemies. Honestly she would be the last person to try and kill you, but that is crazy if Mila told you that shit. Ain’t they like best friends?”
“Yeah that’s what tripped me out cuz they hella close. This shit got me on some whole other shit now.”
“Damn. So what’s gone happen if she did?” Juice asked.
“That’s what really got me on one. I still got love for her,” Cali confessed. “I’d really just wanna know what the fuck I did that was so bad to her that she wanted a nigga dead.”
“I feel you cuh,” Juice said understandingly.
“But if it was her, that shit would hurt havin’ to do some shit back to her.”
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sp; “Shit, if she did ... do her the same way she did you, have someone else hurt her,” Juice suggested.
“Shit I would have to,” Cali reasoned. “Damn cuh this shit is fucked up.” He let out a sigh. “I’ll hit you back later though cuh, I need to make some calls and figure some shit out.”
“Aight cuh gone.”
“Gone,” Cali said as he ended the call. He sat inside his car thinking for another ten minutes before he got out. He figured out what he was going to do about Aleesha, then gave Passion a call.
Later That Night...
“Alright, y’all ready?” the female driver asked as she looked at the time. She and four other females were sitting in her car, killing time on their phones and talking. They were parked down the street from Mary Jane Getaway, and were waiting for Aleesha to lock down the shop and leave.
“Yeah we ready,” one of the other females said as they seen Aleesha exit the building.
***
It was around one in the morning, and Aleesha had just finished locking up the shop. She always stayed late by herself to balance the books and do inventory. Something told her not to leave her .22 in the car that day, but she went against her judgment and did anyway. As she walked to her Audi, she was faced with a danger no one could expect.
Aleesha sounded her car alarm as she walked closer to unlock the doors. As soon as she opened the car door, four people dressed in all black and wearing ski masks ran up on her and starting throwing punches every way possible. She dropped everything as she struggled to fight back, but the unknown attack caught her off guard. Punches kept getting thrown from every direction, and one of the attackers got her to the ground. The hits kept coming, as one of them began kicking her. She kept trying to fight back but became overpowered, so she curled up in the fetal position as she covered her face and tried to protect her stomach.
Aleesha laid on the ground in agony as she received kick after kick and punch after punch. She knew from the pain coming from her legs that one of them had been broken, and she felt one of her ribs crack. Finally, after what seemed like eternity, she heard the honking of a car horn and the aggressors let up on her, all running away except for one.
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