Trap Fever Trilogy

by MJ Cannabliss

  “What are you talkin’ about?” he asked, standing up straight.

  “After you told me about your daughter and we broke up, you never tried to fix things. You left and never once tried to come back.”

  “Cuh, you was already back with that nigga,” he replied heatedly.

  “We didn’t officially get back together until I knew you were with your baby momma.”

  “I was never with her.”

  “Obviously you were if she was answering your phone,” Aleesha stated matter-of-factly. “You never let me answer your phone.”

  “When did she answer my phone?” Cali asked, utterly confused.

  “A couple days after we broke up. I called you and she answered telling me not to call you anymore. I wasn’t about to argue with a bitch over the phone and I’m not the one to break up a happy home, so I said fuck it and got back with Savage.”

  “Man Aleesha,” he sighed and put his head down before looking back up at her. “I was never with her. I’m thankful that she blessed me wit’ my daughter, but she was just another bitch to me,” he shamelessly admitted.

  “Then why didn’t you try?” she asked as her lip began to quiver.

  “I’m not the type of nigga to keep fightin’ over a female.”

  “You were supposed to fight FOR ME, Cali!” Aleesha shouted in an outrage as a tear escaped from her eye right eye. “You promised me you were different and you promised you wouldn’t hurt me like he did but you did me even worse,” she said as another tear escaped before she wiped the tear streak away.

  Cali softened up a little. He could see the hurt in her eyes and it was the most painful look he had ever seen. “I’m sorry that I couldn’t be the nigga you wanted me to be, but shit, I tried,” he admitted. “I loved you, Aleesha, and I’d be lyin’ if I said I still don’t. But if you wanted to be wit’ me you would have.”

  “Cali, you had a baby on me!” she screamed. “Why would I have wanted to stay with you?” she angrily asked. She couldn’t stop the tears from coming down her face now.

  Cali looked down at the floor. He wished he didn’t have to have this conversation because he knew he couldn’t tell Aleesha what she wanted to hear. He looked her in the eyes and could only be truthful about the way that he felt. “If you loved me as much as you say you did, you would have. You was supposed to be my ride or die.”

  “Cali, do you hear yourself?” Aleesha asked in disbelief. “How was that fair to me? You told me you wanted me to have your baby, I was supposed to be the mother of your child.”

  “Cuh,” he said, looking at her in shock, “it ain’t like I didn’t try and make you it either. I would say I regret that it happened with Passion but I don’t. I love my daughter. Do I ever wish that she could have been yours? Hell yeah,” he said honestly, “but she wasn’t. I still would have loved for you to be in my life, but we can’t always get what we want.”

  Aleesha couldn’t believe what she was hearing. She knew nothing good would come from this conversation, and even if it did it wouldn’t change anything. She had to let him go. “It doesn’t matter. What’s done is done and we both need to move on.”

  “So what you sayin’?” Cali asked sorrowfully. He didn’t want to hear what he knew Aleesha was about to say, because deep down he would always love her and he knew he couldn’t leave her alone.

  Aleesha looked him straight in the eyes. “I don’t ever want to see you again,” she stated coldly.

  Cali’s feelings were hurt but he didn’t want to show it, so he just nodded his head. “Aight.” He buttoned his pants back up, and was out the door.

  Aleesha sat in her office crying. She didn’t realize how much pent up anger she had been holding onto for all this time but she was happy she finally told Cali how she really felt. She wished they could have remained friends but knew that because of their history it would never be possible. After about an hour, she finally pulled herself together. She had to distract her mind so she focused on making sure everything was ready for the bachelor party being held that night.

  ***

  By nine p.m. the bachelor party was in full effect. Aleesha usually stayed behind the scenes and watched everything from the camera feed in her office, but she decided to view the party firsthand. She made her way into the main room of the lounge and there were men everywhere. She was really surprised at how many of them were in attendance because she never expected a bachelor party to be so big. She looked around for Mykel and once she spotted him, she was able to get his attention and signaled for him to come over to her.

  “How are you enjoying things so far?” she asked once he walked up to her.

  “Everything is real coo’. I appreciate the effort you and ol’ girl put into this,” he said with pure admiration.

  “No problem. It’s a lot more people in here than you had on the list,” she said, looking around the room then back at him.

  “Oh, I hope that ain’t a problem. Mah nigga Killa Kam just got out,” he said, pointing to some dude across the room, “so I had to invite him and a few more niggas so we could celebrate.”

  “No it’s not a problem at all. Now the food may be another story,” Aleesha said, and the two shared a laugh.

  “Nah, that’s all good don’t even trip.” He perked up. “But where the strippers at?”

  “Oh, you ready to get shit crackin’ right now?” Aleesha asked in amusement.

  “Yeah,” he said with a big grin plastered across his face.

  “So I guess no one told you about all the girls working in here tonight?” Aleesha asked as she raised her right eyebrow at him.

  “What you mean?” he asked, confused.

  “All of them are strippers. Just go up to one of them and tell them you’re the groom.”

  “Real shit?” he asked, surprised.

  “I promise.”

  “Even you?” Mykel flirted.

  Aleesha burst into laughter. “Nah.”

  “I was just fuckin’ around,” he said, laughing with her. “Good lookin’ though.”

  “I’m just doing my job,” Aleesha said with a smile.

  Mykel walked away and walked straight up to one of the servers. After whispering in her ear, she put her tray on the nearest table, sat him down and began to give him a strip lap dance. All the men began gathering around and started going wild seeing her twerk and slow grind while stripping naked. And once she was fully naked and popped her pussy in his face while in a handstand, everything got rowdy from there.

  Another one of the girls walked up to the girl who was dancing with Mykel, pulled her up to the pole and they began putting on a show for the men. All the woman on woman action was causing the men to go crazy. So much so that a fight broke out of nowhere. One thing led to another and before Aleesha could even think about trying to stop it, gunshots started ringing out. Everyone started running and dropping to the floor as security tackled the shooter from behind, but it was already too late. Two people had been shot.

  The police and the ambulance were there in no time. Everyone except Aleesha was cleared out of the building so the crime scene wouldn’t be tampered with. Of the two people that had been shot, one was the groom’s brother and the other was the stripper. The brother had been fatally shot and was dead on the scene and the girl was in critical condition.

  After answering a few questions, Aleesha led the officers into her office and showed some video footage to the police. The altercation started because the groom’s brother snatched a bottle away from the already drunken man, and they began fighting, causing the drunken man to pull out his gun and start shooting wildly. Aleesha vowed from that day forward that no more alcohol would be served at the lounge, and everyone would be patted down before entering. And after a few long hours passed and the crime scene was finally cleaned up, Aleesha was able to lock down the building and go home.

  Early Christmas Gift

  Aleesha was kid free and didn’t have anything to do. She missed her cousin Eli so in the spur-of-
the-moment she booked her a flight to Oakland and flew out there the same day.

  When her plane first landed she planned on going to see Eli, but after getting her bags she felt the need to smoke. Since she hadn’t met up with any of her connects for weed in a long time, she decided to take a detour to go see one of her biggest suppliers, Scarface.

  As soon as Aleesha arrived at Scarface’s grow house, she got nervous. She hadn’t seen him in a long time and she hoped their friendship was still on the same level that it was years ago. As usual, she was greeted at the door by Bull.

  “Wassup Bull, long time no see,” she greeted him with a friendly hug.

  “I know, how you been?” he asked after they pulled apart from their embrace.

  “Great, just living life,” she answered as he let her inside the house. He led her to the den, where Scarface was sitting on the couch, rolling up a Backwood blunt.

  “Now you know I don’t smoke those harsh ass backwoods,” Aleesha sassily stated with her hands on her hips as she stood in the doorway.

  “Aleesha, Aleesha,” Scarface said, looking her up and down, “damn you lookin’ good. But you know I got you bruh.” He motioned for her to come and take a seat next to him, which she happily did. “Peach Swishers,” he said, handing her two packs of Swisher Sweets as she gave him a hug.

  She took a seat next to him. “Thanks,” she said, grabbing an ashtray. She opened one of the pack of swishers, grabbed a cigar out and gutted it, putting the tobacco in the ashtray. She picked the jar of Kush up off the table and pulled a nug out. “What is this, Northern Lights?” she asked as she began studying it. Scarface nodded his head yes and she began breaking the weed down. “Damn I ain’t smoked this in so long,” she said before proceeding to roll her a blunt. She rolled it in under a minute, and it surprised Scarface.

  “Daaaammmmnnnn ... shit ... wait ... how the fuck did you roll up so fast bruh?” he asked in amazement.

  Aleesha giggled. “Nigga I ain’t new to this, I’m true to this. Pay attention boy I’ll teach you how to do this shit,” she sang before she burst into a hearty laugh.

  Scarface couldn’t help but to laugh with her. “Yo ass still crazy.”

  “Yes I am,” Aleesha agreed as she finished drying her blunt. “So how’s life been?” she asked as she sparked her blunt up and hit it.

  “Good. I was surprised when you called. I thought some shit was wrong cuz I just hit yo cousin off like a week ago.”

  “Nah. I was out here and I couldn’t remember the last time I seen you so I had to hit you up.”

  “That’s wassup,” he said as he began to light his blunt. “How’s the cuddy Savage doin’?”

  “Good like always,” she said taking a hit of her blunt, “away in New Orleans.”

  “Where’s the kids?”

  She exhaled the smoke before taking a hit of her blunt again. “With my parents. They took all their grandchildren to Cuba.”

  “Why?” he asked as he hit the blunt.

  “To meet my mom’s parents.”

  “Damn,” he said in shock. “I didn’t even know you had Cuban in you.”

  “Yeah,” Aleesha said, nodding her head up and down while exhaling the smoke. “I didn’t know until I was pregnant with the twins. The man I grew up believing was my grandfather got real sick and was hospitalized. We found out he only had a few months to live and while he was on his deathbed he decided to come clean about everything, including him not being my mom’s real dad.

  “He went on to tell us how he and my grandmother were deep into the church. They had any and everything they wanted except children because my grandma couldn’t get pregnant. They went on a mission with their church in Cuba one year and they ended up meeting my real grandparents. My real grandma was pregnant with my mom at the time and they became close with my other grandparents. When my real grandma had my mom, she and my grandfather already had 11 kids and they didn’t have any money, so of course they were hella struggling. My grandparents saw this as an opportunity and with a little help they were able to adopt my mom.”

  “That’s deep bruh,” Scarface said in astonishment.

  “Yeah. And after we found out my mom went on a crazy ass hunt and tracked down my real grandparents. Her and my dad went out there and now they go visit every three months or so.”

  “Damn bruh. How did your mom feel?” he asked, fascinated.

  “It was overwhelming for her at first, because she couldn’t believe that they really weren’t her parents,” she answered taking a hit from her blunt.

  Scarface hit his blunt. “Have you met them yet?”

  “Nah,” Aleesha said, taking a hit from her blunt. “Probably the next time they go.”

  “Oh okay.”

  They finished smoking the rest of their blunts and rolled up two more each. They sat and talked for over two hours without even realizing it. By this time, Aleesha had her shoes off and was laying down on the couch, with her feet in Scarface’s lap. All of a sudden, he started massaging them. She was so high that she wasn’t paying it any mind and they continued to talk as if everything was normal, until he started taking it too far. He began working his way up her legs, massaging her ankles and then her calves. As soon as he got to her thighs, she stopped him.

  “Scarface, what are you doing?” she asked, moving his hand off of her thigh.

  “Givin’ you a massage. I remember how you like it.”

  “Stop,” she said, shaking her head as she removed her feet from his lap.

  “Why?” he asked with wrinkled eyebrows.

  She looked him in the eyes. “Because, we’re not finna go there.”

  “Why the fuck you over here then?” he asked, vexed.

  “Are you serious?” she asked, wide eyed. “Me coming to chill with you means I want to fuck you?”

  “You did every other time,” he angrily stated.

  “Don’t try and play me. We fucked one time,” she said, putting her index finger up for extra emphasis.

  “Bruh, you spent the night. We fucked more than one time.”

  “Okay,” she said, giving him the so-what gesture, “it was a one-time thing. And I’m married.”

  “Bruh, don’t come at me with that married shit. Wasn’t y’all engaged when we fucked?”

  “So what?” she asked in a high pitched voice.

  “So what?” he said, mocking her and shaking his head. “Bruh, y’all hoes is all the same,” he stated, looking back up at her.

  “Don’t fucking call me a ho!”

  “I call it like I see it.”

  Aleesha felt her blood pressure rising inside of her. She was fuming, and if she had her gun on her she would have pulled it out and killed him right there in cold blood. She counted to ten in her head, slowly put her shoes on and then grabbed the rest of her things. She got up and walked toward the door, but turned around just as she was walking out. “I thought you were a real ass nigga but you ain’t nothing but a fuck boy.”

  “Yup,” he said nodding his head in agreement, “a fuck boy that ain’t supplyin’ yo ass weed no more. Fuck you, you scrape,” he fumed.

  “Yup, just remember you had this scrape’s pussy in yo mouth,” Aleesha said turning around. She left out of the house without looking back.

  When Aleesha got to her 2015 Chevy Camaro rental car, she couldn’t believe what had happened and she wished it didn’t. She didn’t think that after all this time, Scarface would still be trying to fuck her. She could remember the experience like it was yesterday. Savage had left her in the Bay to do God knows what, and even though she tried not to let it bother her it eventually did.

  After two days of her being home alone and Savage halfway ignoring her, she got bored and wanted some male company. So, she called no one other than Scarface and he told her to come to his grow house. They ended up going to his actual house and after eating and him giving her a massage, they had sex. Aleesha stayed the night and they woke up doing it all over again the next morning. Scarface w
as even in the middle of eating her out when Savage called her. She thought she should have regretted it but she actually felt relieved afterwards, until now.

  After snapping back into reality, Aleesha realized she had just lost one of her biggest connects for weed and knew this was going to hurt business. She decided not to stress over it for now, so she called Eli’s girlfriend Tia to meet up with her for a drink since she knew that at this time of day Eli was at work.

  They decided to meet up at Chili’s and Tia was already there by the time Aleesha got there. When Aleesha stepped inside, something she smelled made her nauseous and she got sick to her stomach. She spotted Tia waving her over to a table, and hurriedly walked over and sat down.

  “Hey, what’s wrong?” Tia asked as they exchanged a quick hug over the table. “You look like you’re about to throw up.”

  “I don’t know,” Aleesha said, looking around with a crinkled nose. “As soon as I stepped in here I smelled something and got nauseous.”

  “You wanna go somewhere else?”

  Aleesha shook her head no and looked at her. “It’s okay, we’re already here.”

  “Are you sure?” Tia asked. “I don’t need you throwin’ up while I’m eating.”

  “I’ll be good.”

  “Okay,” Tia said just as a waitress came up. She took the ladies drink orders and then left. “What you lookin’ at the got you smilin’ so hard?” Tia asked noticing the big grin plastered across Aleesha’s face.

  Aleesha had her phone out and was looking at a text message. It took her a few seconds to realize that Tia asked her something. “What?” she asked, looking up from her phone.

  “What got you smilin’ so hard, or should I say who?” Tia nosily inquired.

  “Oh, nobody,” Aleesha innocently said, putting her phone away. She looked up at Tia with a huge smile. “Girl, you know I’m married.”