“I wasn’t finna let this slob-ass nigga get away with shootin’ at me cuh,” he said as he stood staring at Marcus, with his gun still pointed at them.
“Nah, I got this,” Savage said as he took a quick look at Cali with his gun still at Marcus’s head.
“Cuh, this is ain’t got shit to do wit’ you,” Cali retorted.
“Nigga, this has everything to do wit’ me,” Savage replied as he pointed his gun at Cali then back at Marcus.
“Babe, please don’t do this,” Aleesha said as she moved closer to Savage.
“Mila, you and Aleesha need to get out of here,” Cali said as he stood his ground with his pistol still pointed at the men.
“I’m not going anywhere. Y’all don’t need to do this,” Aleesha said as she looked back and forth between both men.
“Man, you already know how I feel about this nigga,” Savage replied as he pointed his gun at Cali. “Both of these niggas can get it.”
Everything was happening so fast that no one noticed Milasia picking Aleesha’s P32 up off of the floor.
TAT, TAT, TAT!
The gun sounded as Marcus’s body collapsed to the floor. “Oh my God!” Aleesha screamed as Savage pushed her to the floor.
“I’m sorry everyone,” Mila cried as she stood there with the gun in her hands, while everyone stared at her. “This is all my fault,” she said as she turned the gun toward herself and put it in her mouth.
“Mila, stop!” Aleesha yelled as she quickly tried getting up off the floor.
“I love you guys,” Milasia said, pulling the trigger as Cali and Savage rushed toward her.
CLICK!
When Reality Hits
Aleesha sat hugging her knees rocking back and forth on her bedroom floor. She was in a daze as she stared at the wall, her mind replaying the events from the night in her head. She couldn’t believe what had happened. It all seemed too surreal and she couldn’t come to terms with the lives that had been lost right in front of her eyes. Even though she witnessed and partook in violence herself, this was just too hard to fathom.
Savage on the other hand was used to this kind of stuff. He didn’t feel guilty, and was actually feeling a little happy knowing that all of the drama was over. He just hoped that all of this didn’t traumatize his wife, but it seemed to have done just that. The last time he checked up on her, she was in a possessed-like state in their bedroom and she hadn’t said anything to him since they left the shop.
“Damn I need a drink,” Savage said aloud as he looked for his keys. After he found them, he went to the bedroom to check on his wife. “Babe you wanna go out and get a drink?” he asked Aleesha, who just shook her head no. “Well I’ll be back in like an hour, aight?”
Aleesha just sat and nodded her head up and down. Savage didn’t want to leave her at home alone, but he figured it would be best to give her space and let her cope in her own way.
As soon as Savage got outside the house, Lala was walking up the driveway. Oh shit, he thought to himself as soon as he saw her.
“Hey bro,” Lala said, getting closer to the house.
“Ay what’s good? I thought you wouldn’t be back for another week.”
“Yeah I wasn’t supposed to but I got bored in New York,” she said as the two exchanged a friendly hug.
“How could you get bored in New York?” he questioned. “That’s the city that never sleeps.”
“Yeah I know, but there’s no place like home,” she quoted happily.
“Yeah, true,” Savage agreed as he began walking to his car. He got a few feet away before Lala stopped him.
“Hey,” she said as he turned around to face her. “Have you heard from Marcus? His punk ass isn’t answering my calls and he wasn’t home.”
Savage shook his head no. “I was wit’ that nigga earlier, he said he was goin’ to the club but knowin’ that nigga he’s probably somewhere passed out.”
“Yeah, oh punk ass,” she said, shaking her head in annoyance. “Anyway, is Aleesha sleep? I was gon’ call her when I landed but I wanted to surprise her.”
“Nah, she in the room. I gotta go though. I’ll be back in a couple hours,” Savage said as he turned around and walked to his car.
“Aight fool,” Lala said, turning around and walking through the front door. She shut the door behind her and walked toward the bedroom.
When she approached the room door, Lala heard sniffles coming from inside. “Best friend,” she called out as she cracked open the door. When she didn’t get an answer, she proceeded into the room.
She saw Aleesha sitting on the floor, who now had tears running down her face. “Oh my God best friend, what’s wrong?” Lala asked, taking a seat on the floor next to her. Aleesha didn’t answer her, just kept shaking her head no. “Leelee, please tell me what’s wrong,” Lala said, now getting worried. She had never seen her best friend in a state like this.
“Lala, I fucked up,” Aleesha finally said. The reality of what she had done didn’t strike her until she was on her way home from the shop. It wasn’t the murders that had her petrified or worried, it was this moment right now. She knew that one day she would have to tell her best friend the truth. She could have easily played dumb and let Lala find out about Marcus just like everyone else, but she wouldn’t feel right about it. It never crossed her mind how her best friend would feel losing her man, and now she really feared what would happen knowing what it did to Milasia. She knew Lala and Marcus’s relationship wasn’t the best, but she knew that Lala still loved him. Aleesha realized she helped take something away from someone she loved that she would never be able to give back, again.
“Marcus is dead,” Aleesha blurted out. She didn’t have the heart to look at her best friend, but knew that this had taken her by surprise.
“Wait, what? What are you talking about, Leelee?” Lala asked with confusion coming over her.
“He’s dead,” Aleesha said, being as that was all she could get out.
“Aleesha, please tell me your playing,” Lala said, thinking it was a joke.
“Does it look like I’m playing?” Aleesha asked Lala, now looking her right in her eyes.
“Wow. Hhh ... how?” Lala asked, now with tears running down her face.
“Lala, what I’m about to tell you, you might not want to believe, but please just listen to me first,” Aleesha begged.
Aleesha told Lala everything from when she talked to Cali and her finding out about Milasia and Marcus, to everyone meeting up at Milasia’s and the events that followed. By the time she was finished, Lala looked like she had witnessed everything with her own two eyes.
“Lala, please say something to me,” Aleesha pleaded.
“I don’t know what to say. This shit is too much to take in all at once,” Lala said, finally speaking. She had been staring at the floor the whole time Aleesha talked to her, and hadn’t said a word.
“Best friend I’m so sorry—”
“You don’t have anything to be sorry about. What’s done is done and you had your reasons,” Lala stated understandingly. “I’m not gonna lie, I had mad love for him, but that was it. After the last time he put his hands on me, I thought about killing him myself.”
“Oh best friend shut up,” Aleesha said with a giggle, trying to lighten the mood.
“No, Aleesha, I’m serious,” Lala said, now staring at Aleesha, who gave Lala her full attention back. “I just never could go through with it. Before I went to New York, he almost killed me. He was strangling me and the only thing that stopped him was your husband. If Savage would have showed up even a minute later, I would’ve probably been dead. So honestly best friend, I owe you guys my life. Y’all saved me,” she said as tears began to roll down her face.
“Best friend, please don’t cry,” Aleesha said, wiping the tears from Lala’s face.
“Bitch, these are tears of joy, I feel free,” Lala admitted, which made both women start laughing.
“OMG bitch, I love you,” Aleesha sai
d, giving her best friend a hug.
“I love you too,” Lala said once they pulled apart as she stared into Aleesha’s eyes.
As they sat staring at each other, Lala leaned in and kissed Aleesha. It caught Aleesha off guard for a second, but after a few seconds she started kissing Lala back. As they continued passionately kissing one another, Lala slipped her left hand down to Aleesha’s leggings. She tugged at the waistband for a few seconds and then put her hand in her underwear and felt on Aleesha’s plump pussy.
“Lay back,” Lala instructed while she removed Aleesha’s leggings and thong.
Aleesha laid back on the floor and took off her shirt, leaving her milk chocolate breasts exposed. She cupped them and started moaning as Lala’s tongue slowly parted her pussy lips and found its way to her clit. Lala treated Aleesha’s clit ever so delicately, slowly flicking it with her tongue and gently nibbling on it. Lala then slipped her tongue into Aleesha’s cave, and started tongue fucking her. Aleesha’s back began to arch as Lala’s warm tongue massaged the most sensitive part of her body. She then grabbed Lala’s head and interlocked her fingers in her hair, as she pushed Lala’s face deeper into her vagina. Aleesha began to climax and pushed Lala’s head away and closed her legs.
“What the fuck!” Aleesha exclaimed, looking shocked.
“What?” Lala asked with a look of confusion on her face.
“I’ve never came that quick before,” Aleesha said with a smile. Both women broke out into laughter.
“You burnt out,” Lala playfully replied.
“I know, but now it’s my turn,” Aleesha said as she stood up. “Take off your clothes and get on the bed,” she instructed Lala.
Lala wasted no time following her best friend’s commands. She stripped down, showing off her video vixen body, and then laid in the bed. Aleesha went to her closet and dug into a tub full of sex toys. She pulled out her 8-inch vibrating strap on, which was sure to please any woman, fastened it on, and walked back to the bed.
“I was hoping you grabbed that one,” Lala said as Aleesha was walking back.
“I know. Come over here and put that ass in the air,” Aleesha told Lala once she got to the foot of the bed.
Lala did as she was instructed and crawled to the foot of the bed, then positioned herself in doggy style and hiked her ass in the air. Aleesha turned the vibration on and rubbed the dildo against Lala’s clit, then she penetrated her. She stroked Lala so good you would have thought that the strap on was really her penis. Lala continuously rocked her hips back and forth, and her ass clapped against Aleesha’s body as she fucked her. Aleesha bent over Lala and started pulling her hair with her left hand as she played with Lala’s clit with her right. Lala could feel the pressure of an orgasm building up inside of her as she continuously swayed her body in rhythm with Aleesha’s.
“Fuck, I’m ‘bout to come!” Lala yelled out in a load moan. Aleesha let go of Lala’s hair and stood back up as she grabbed Lala’s hips. As Lala began to climax, Aleesha pulled out of her and dropped to her knees and began to eat Lala’s pussy, slurping up her sweet juices while she came.
Both women collapsed in the bed, beat. It was nearing 2 o’clock in the morning, and Aleesha knew Savage would be home anytime now. He was used to coming home and finding the two asleep in bed together seeing as how they were best friends, but seeing them sleeping together naked was not one of them.
“Come on bitch, we gotta get up and get back dressed,” Aleesha informed Lala, who looked like she was just about to fall into a deep sleep.
“Shit,” Lala said as she got up. Both ladies got dressed, and while Aleesha went and washed off her toy, Lala laid back in the bed. Aleesha put the toy back in the container, then climbed in the bed and cuddled up next to her best friend.
Rehab
On the day of the funerals, everyone’s mood seemed somber. Marcus and Smurf were given a conjoined funeral, and even though Savage, Aleesha and Lala didn’t want to attend, they knew they had to appear to maintain their images. It was early on a Tuesday morning, and they were all at Lala’s, waiting for her to finished getting dressed. Savage wore all an all-black Canali classic fit suit with black Gucci dress shoes. Aleesha wore a red and black Marina Rinaldi decibel lace dress with black Louboutin hippik heels, and Lala wore a red Black Label sleeveless flare dress with black Louboutin confusa heels. They were all dressed in red and black in respect of Marcus’s mother’s wishes. Aleesha sat staring at the last few boxes of Marcus’s things in the living room. She could still remember the newscast when he and Smurf’s bodies were first found.
“This is Amie Jenkins live in San Bernardino. Two males were found dead in an alleyway by the San Bernardino Greyhound Station. A local resident who was passing by discovered the bodies and called 911. The bodies were identified as 22 year old Marcus Richardson and 25 year old Ryan “Smurf” Gomez. Both were affiliate members of Pimping Outta Control, and inside sources say it was gang related, even though this has not yet been confirmed. If you have any information in regards to the incident, please contact your local police station. In other news, 13-year-old Jessica...”
“Aleesha you ready?” Lala asked while putting on her earring, breaking Aleesha out of her trance.
“Yeah, been ready,” Aleesha said as she got up off the couch.
“Sav, can you grab those boxes and take em’ to the car?” Lala asked Savage, nodding toward the boxes of Marcus’s things.
“Yeah I got’chu,” Savage said as he began stacking the boxes on top of each other.
“What are you doing with his shit anyway?” Aleesha asked as they all began walking outside.
“I threw a lot of shit away, but the rest I’m giving to his mom,” Lala said, shutting and locking the door behind her. She walked to her Lexus and opened the trunk for Savage to put the boxes in, then waited for him and Aleesha to get in their car. She then followed behind them as they made their way to the funeral.
When they arrived at the funeral home, loads of cars were parked in the parking lot and along the sides of the street. They found a parking spot down the street, and walked to the funeral home. They barely were able to squeeze inside, as dozens of people were in attendance. They filled up the benches, stood alongside the walls, and even crowded the walkway. Luckily, Savage, Aleesha and Lala were able to squeeze in against the wall in the front. Both Marcus’s and Smurf’s mothers were sitting front row, crying and comforting each other. After a few minutes, a preacher was escorted to the podium and began the sermon. Many family members and close friends also came forward and spoke on both men’s behalf, and after two long hours, the funeral was finally over and the masses of people began pouring out of the funeral home.
Most people got in their cars and headed to the burial site as the pallbearers carried the bodies and put them in the Hurst’s, while others headed home. Lala stayed with Marcus’s mother, and Aleesha and Savage headed home.
As soon as they arrived home they both changed clothes, throwing on jeans, a t-shirt and Nike Air Max’s, and were back out of the door. Savage headed to work at Chief The Tree in LA, while Aleesha headed to San Juan Capistrano.
She arrived at Hope by the Sea Woman’s Home an hour and a half later, and checked in. She was led outside where she was seated at an outdoor table where she sat and waited. As soon as Aleesha spotted her coming through the patio doors, she could tell she had already started changing. Her skin was glowing and her bright red hair stood out as she made her way to the table.
“Hey beautiful,” Aleesha said as she stood up and greeted her with a hug and kiss on the cheek.
“Hey, Leelee,” Milasia said as they embraced, “thank you for coming to see me.”
“Of course, boo. You look amazing,” Aleesha said as they finally pulled apart and took a seat at the table.
“Thank you, I feel amazing,” Milasia said with a huge grin.
“So how’s the program going?”
“It’s going great. I didn’t think the Christian Drug Re
hab would be as helpful as it is, but I realize now I needed it. And thank you so much Aleesha, for everything.”
“You’re welcome,” Aleesha happily replied.
“No really. Looking back at that night knowing I could have died really opened my eyes. The drugs had my mind in a completely dark place and I realized just how bad I hurt the people closest to me,” Milasia admitted. “I’m so sorry for everything I did Aleesha and I really hope you can forgive me.”
“Of course I do Mila, I forgave you that night. We are all responsible because none of us had to resort to violence for anything, but we chose to. We’ll all have to deal with those consequences eventually. I’m just glad the gun got jammed and you’re still here.”
“Yeah, God works in mysterious ways, but I really can’t thank you enough Leelee,” Milasia appreciatively stated. “Thank you for sending me here, visiting me and making sure I’m doing okay.”
“Of course baby, you will always be my bitch,” Aleesha playfully responded.
“You know it,” Milasia said as they shared a giggle.
“But can I ask you one thing?” Aleesha asked in a more serious tone.
“Yeah, anything.”
“How did you get the same females that hated us from RDDL to jump me?”
“Ugh ...” Milasia put her head down and shook it side to side, then looked back up at Aleesha. “It all started like a few months ago when I first got that brown weave in. I was at work, and Shanika and a couple of her home girls came into the club. Them bitches was throwing money like no tomorrow and you know my money hungry ass was all up in they face. But to make a long story short, me and a few other girls from the club went back to this hotel with them and ended up havin’ this full on lesbian orgy.”
“What?” Aleesha asked with a gasp.
“Yes, it was crazy,” Milasia responded, nodding her head. “But we ended up exchanging numbers and it went from there. She never knew who I really was, she always thought my real name was Passion. And when I approached her about jumpin’ you, as soon as I mentioned the price she was all game.”
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