I’m not even going to lie, it was nice as hell and I’m sure it cost a boatload of money. I stood there for a moment as I put my jacket on. I checked the inside of my purse to make sure all of the contents were in the bag. As soon as I saw that I had everything, I began to walk in the opposite direction. I lived about five minutes from the bar and I didn’t mind walking to work. It saved tons of gas, plus it was exercise.
“Yo, what the fuck ma?” I heard Turk yell in the distance. I tried to speed up my walking because I didn’t want to get in that car with him. I could see myself falling for Turk and right now I couldn’t let that happen. I needed to guard myself. I needed to protect my heart from getting stabbed again. No, I wasn’t certain that he had ill intentions, but like I said, I was protecting myself. I heard the tires of the Escalade screech followed by the engine roaring in the distance. I cursed under my breath because he wasn’t letting up.
“Why can’t these niggas ever take the hint that a bitch don’t want to be bothered,” I said aloud to no one in particular as I stuffed my hands in my pants pocket. It was definitely fall in Chicago and you could tell. I was cold as hell; I was definitely bringing my car next time. All of a sudden, I saw Turk’s truck from my left peripheral slowly easing up. He let his passenger’s window down as he slowly drove at the pace I walked.
“Chicago is definitely not Atlanta ma, you could get fucked up out here walking in this area by yourself at damn near five in the morning,” Turk boomed.
“I’m fine, Turk, I can handle myself, I’m always aware of my surroundings,” I said as I held up my mace.
“You think mace can protect you against a group of niggas looking for a quick nut? If you was aware of your surroundings, you would have saw the group of niggas that’s slowly walking behind you.”
I suddenly stopped in my tracks and slowly turned my head around. Sure enough, there were about four large males dressed in all black following me. I swallowed the knot in my throat as I realized I could have been raped or murdered if Turk wasn’t there. I literally ran to his car trying to get in. He unlocked the door and I got in as quickly as I could. My heart was beating out of my chest and my hands were shaking. I immediately hugged Turk for saving me.
TURK
I found myself chuckling on the inside as I watched how afraid she had gotten. I pulled out my phone to send my niggas a thank you for following her for me. She was hardheaded and stubborn so I had to get her in the whip one way or another. I was surprised that she hugged a nigga, but then when those titties touched a nigga’s chest I was more than happy with the decision I made to scare the fuck out of her.
“You cold?” I asked her as I turned on the heated seats. She shook her head no, but I already knew she was because she was shivering. I turned on the heat and put the car in drive, as we cruised through the neighborhood I often stole glances at her. I could tell she was nervous.
“So where you live at?” I asked her trying to brighten the mood.
“Around the corner from here, just make a right and my apartment is up the street,” she said pointing to a stop sign. I did exactly that and pulled up on a little apartment complex. It wasn’t the best looking building, but it wasn’t bad looking either. She immediately looked down and played with a piece of string that hung from her jacket.
“Listen…I…” she started but I stopped her.
“Miracle, you got to understand that I’m feeling you and I’m not about to stop pursuing you no time soon. Stop acting hardheaded and give a nigga a chance ma. Let me take you out.”
“Thank you for the ride, but I have to go” she said as she tried to get out of the car, but she couldn’t because I had the settings set to where I controlled everything from the driver’s side. Nice try mothafucka, I thought as I smiled. She tried pushing the door open, again but failed.
“Damn girl, you gon break my shit FAM,” I yelled touching her shoulder.
“Then let me the hell out of here,” she yelled back rolling her green eyes. I sat back and admired her. It was cute when she was mad. I also wondered how her face was going to look when my dick touched her soul.
“I’m not letting you out until you talk to me and we come to some type of agreement,” I said as I turned the car off. The radio was still on as Bryson Tiller – Don't softly played through the speakers. She exhaled again and looked at me.
“If you tell me what those teardrops are for on your eyes then I’ll talk to you. I have a son and I don’t have time to be dating a felon that can either kill us or get us killed. I don’t fuck with thugs,” she stated with an apparent attitude. I chuckled to myself not believing what was coming out of this broad’s mouth. Here I was trying to pursue her, trying to show her a different side of me, yet she constantly shut a nigga down like I wasn’t shit. I even let her ass play with Blacky, my fucking gun and she still turned me down. Now I was starting to realize why I just fucked bitches because getting to know one was too complicated.
“These teardrops are for my mom and my sister who died years ago, I’m not a thug. I own several businesses all around Chicago and run a business operation with my cousins. I’m not gon’ chase you when I can be fucking several bitches in my Penthouse that sits on top of one of the businesses my cousins and I so happen to own. Since you want to act stuck up and can’t see when a real nigga is in front of you then gon’ head and step the fuck out of my car ma,” I said as I looked at her coldly. I unlocked the door and looked ahead waiting for her to make her exit. To my surprise, she didn’t move. I looked at her ass like she was crazy and clicked the unlock button again just to make sure I heard the mothafucka click. Why the fuck was she still in my car?
“You gon’ bounce or what?” I asked.
“I’m sorry for coming off as a mean ass, but I have my reasons. You have been nice to me and I haven’t been in return, so I’m sorry, and I’m also sorry for stereotyping you, I’ll go out on a date with you,” she said as she placed her hand on top of mine.
“I don’t want to go out on a date with you anymore, gon’ head and step out my car ma.”
“No, I’m not leaving,” she said as she put her seatbelt on. I looked at her as if she sprouted two fucking heads. I swear I wanted to call her every name in the book but something was stopping me.
“If you want me to leave then you need to physically remove me from the car,” she said as she smiled. Apart of me liked this game she was playing then another part of me wanted to pull out Blacky and show her who the fuck ran this show. I swear this girl was a miracle because she had me smiling on the inside. She was definitely my match.
“Aight, I’ll take you on a date if you take your sweaty ass hand off me,” I said laughing. She quickly snatched her hand away and inspected it, then playfully punched me in the arm.
“If anything nigga you need to get that booger out of your nose,” she shot back.
“Ain’t no boogers in my shit shawty, I can promise you that. When I was in kindergarten it was this kid named Big Spunky who rubbed his boogers on everybody. One day a nigga like myself was minding my own business coloring, when his fat ass walked up to me and slapped my box of crayons on the ground. I immediately saw red fam, I slapped his big ass in the face and he wiped a booger on me. That was the last time he ever wiped a booger on anybody else because I kicked him in the nuts so hard that his shit literally turned inside out. I had on cowboy boots too with the metal buckles in the front. Ain’t nobody fuck with me after that cause they was afraid I was gone give them a pussy too,” I said as I stared at Miracle who was literally in the passenger seat crying from laughter. I chuckled because when she laughed a small snort sometimes escaped her mouth.
“You are so funny, Turk, I swear I can hang with you all day.”
“That’s what I like to hear, I’ll take you on your little date… I forgive you now.” She clapped her hands and cheered and I laughed. She was growing on a nigga.
“It’s late ma, gone head and go in the house, but before you go give me your numb
er.” She took my phone out of my pocket and entered her digits. She then kissed me on the cheek and unlocked the passenger door herself.
Her lips touched my ear as she whispered, “I can’t wait to see you again,” before she pulled away and got out of the truck. I watched her switch her hips as she walked up the stairs to the front door. A nigga was literally hypnotized and I couldn’t wait to see what that ass looked and felt like without any clothes on. Miracle opened her front door but before she entered she turned around and blew a kiss in my direction before walking all the way in. I watched her as she closed the front door making sure she was safe and sound before I decided to pull off. She was definitely about to make my ass change my ways.
BRIANA
Adonis and I sat in the doctor’s office waiting for our names to be called. He held my hands in his, as I looked around the room at all the other moms with the large bellies protruding out of their shirts. I couldn’t wait till I got that big, and then I could feel the baby move and I would actually have something to rub. I saw Adonis admiring me from the corner of my eye. I looked at him and smiled. He had just gotten a fresh haircut so my baby looked sexier than ever. He was in casual clothes. A black V-neck with baggy army fatigue pants and all black Timberlands. Other women acted like they had seen a God as soon as we stepped in, yet my baby’s eyes were always on me. Women tried bending over, raising their dresses and plumping up their cleavage as they walked by, but his eyes never left mine. It was as if I was the only woman in the room.
“I love you baby,” he said as he rubbed my stomach. He did that all the time even though I didn’t have a bump to rub. I thought the gesture was cute though because I could tell he was excited.
“I love you too,” I said as we shared a kiss.
“You know I’m digging in that pussy when we get home right, ain’t shit like some pregnant pussy,” he said as he rubbed my thighs and kissed my neck. He just didn’t care who was watching. All the women were in here staring us down wishing that they were me. I was uncomfortable because I hated being the center of attention, but Adonis always took me to another place.
“Mr. & Mrs.’s Smith, please come to the back with me,” the nurse said as she smiled at us. I was kind of nervous seeing my baby on the screen for the first time, yet excited because I was seeing it with the person I was going to spend the rest of my life with. My family meant everything to me right now, the love that I had for these two ran deeper than the ocean. They were my hearts and I would do anything for them. As we got up, Adonis ran his hand on my lower back and lightly slapped my ass.
“Baby stop,” I whispered, not trying to alert the nurse that walked in front of us. He then started to hump me from behind and kiss my neck. This nigga just didn’t give a fuck where he was, if he wanted me at that moment then his mission was to get me in any position he fantasized about. Adonis smirked and slapped my ass harder before the nurse opened a door to a room that sat in the back.
“Your doctor should be in here shortly, make yourselves comfortable. Briana please sit on that chair and pull your pants down far enough so that the doctor won’t have any trouble with viewing the baby. You can cover up with the sheet when you’re done,” she said as she walked out.
I took my jacket off and placed it on the back of the chair next to Adonis. I walked over to the mirror and started to unzip my pants. “Come here, Briana,” he commanded. I ignored him on purpose because I already knew what was on his mind. He suddenly got up and walked up to me. He towered over me from behind as his strong masculine hands ran down my body. His touch felt so good, but I needed to stop him. We couldn’t do it here, especially not now.
“I want you right now baby, right fuckin now ma,” he said as stared at me through the mirror. A smirk formed on his face as he unbuttoned my pants and slipped his hand inside my wetness. His hand massaged my pearl so good that I was about to let him bend me over in this damn clinic. He removed his hands from my love box and slowly sucked on his fingers. He knew I loved it when he did that. His eyes rolled to the back of his head as if my pussy tasted better than anything he had ever eaten. Thoughts of him fucking me were suddenly interrupted when the doctor barged in with a clipboard in his hand.
“Damn, y’all mothafuckas don’t know how to knock around here,” Adonis boomed.
“Sir, I just knocked. I’m sorry, am I interrupting anything?” he asked possibly frightened by Adonis.
“Yeah, come back in 20 minutes,” Adonis said as he eyed him.
“No, you can come in now, we aren’t busy, I was just getting undressed,” I mentioned nudging Adonis. We were about to get a checkup for our firstborn and he was acting a fool because the doctor walked in on us.
“You see something you like doc? You staring pretty damn hard.” I looked at Adonis like he was crazy. I wanted to yell at his ass, but decided against it. I walked over to the examination chair and laid down. As I pulled my pants down a little bit, I grabbed the sheet and covered my lower body.
“I’m ready Dr. Phillips,” I said as I glanced at him. He smiled and came into the room, Adonis brought a chair beside me and held my hand. Dr. Phillips turned the monitor on and turned towards me.
“Ok, Briana, my name is Dr. Phillips, I am going to be delivering your baby. I usually don’t do ultrasounds, but since I am about to retire I wanted to get my hands dirty one last time. Now, you said you were five weeks, but I say eight. We count it from your last period instead of counting it from the time you found out you were pregnant. You should be able to hear the baby’s heartbeat, are you ready?”
“Oh, my god, yes, I am more than ready.” I said squeezing Adonis’s hand. He kissed my cheek and stared at the screen with pleading eyes waiting to see his first child. The doctor poured some clear gel on my stomach and pressed down with censor. I waited impatiently as I stared at the black and white screen wanting to see my baby.
“Ok, here are your babies and now you should be able to hear the heartbeats,” he said turning the volume up on the monitor. I immediately looked at Adonis and started crying, I was so overfilled with joy that my emotions got the best of me. I was about to become a mom. Adonis quickly interrupted my thoughts when he spoke to the doctor.
“You said babies doc, so we having twins?” he asked.
It was funny because when the doctor mentioned babies it quickly went over my head. Leave it to Adonis to catch it though, he always paid close attention to any and everything. He was just brought up that way. As I looked at the doctor, he pointed to the screen.
“Adonis, you are correct, you will be having twins! You are currently two months pregnant now, Briana, in three more months you’ll know the gender of your babies. Congratulations,” Dr. Phillips said as he printed our ultrasound pictures. I was beaming with excitement. I was scared to have twins, but having the support of your man and your family made it all better. We lived in a beautiful mansion that had several rooms we didn’t use. As soon as we left the clinic, I was going to talk to an interior decorator to start the process of a nursery. You could say I was moving too fast, but you could never be prepared when you were having your first baby, hell two at that. My thoughts were interrupted by the ringing of Adonis’s phone.
ADONIS
As I stared at the picture of my two seeds in the ultrasound, I swear a nigga’s heart got bigger just like the Grinch when he stole all those presents. All the shit I never thought I would be doing was slowly but surely becoming reality. I had the woman of my dreams and she was giving me twin boys. I already knew the gender, I didn’t need a daughter because I would get even crazier. I would keep her in the house and she would never be able to date. With boys, I could teach them the ropes of the game so that they could be like their pops. My phone started ringing and I quickly answered when I saw that it was Ramses.
“Speak to the king,” I said into the phone.
“We got word about that mail you sent out and we know the exact location of them packages,” Ramses said speaking in code. He was referring to
Kenya and her location. I was on cloud 9 with my babies’ ultrasound pictures in my hand, but my mood quickly shifted to rage. I needed that bitch dead, no, I needed that bitch alive in my presence then I needed to kill her myself. I planned on torturing that bitch until she died a slow painful death.
“Aight, I’ll be there.” I quickly ended the call and looked at Briana. She knew the look I had on my face all too well, that was why she didn’t say anything. The doctor wiped the gel off of her stomach and she pulled her shirt down. I helped her get off the examination chair and fixed her clothes for her.
“Alright guys, your next appointment will be October 21.”
“Doc, that’s Briana’s birthday and we may be out of town around that time so that won’t work, can you get us in earlier?”
“I have an appointment for October 15 at eight am.”
“That will be perfect, see you then,” Briana said as she shook hands with the doctor. We both walked out of the room and out the clinic. As soon as we were away from everybody, Briana started bombarding me with questions.
“Who is that who called you and why did you become so angry?”
I opened the door for her and didn’t answer her question until I got into the car.
“I’m gone drop you off at home, so I can go handle some business at the trap.” The trap was a condominium that I had bought to hold meetings in. It also housed some of my workers who didn’t have a home.
“Damn, Adonis, we find out about our babies and you’re already leaving me to take care of business, you should have Ramses handle it,” she said as she folded her arms and looked out the window.
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