“So we can’t go tonight?” he frowned with his thirsty ass.
“No, give it a couple weeks Marlon. Julius is gonna be watching her like a hawk right now,” I shook my head and he nodded.
***
I sat outside of Rashad’s place, waiting for him to leave for the day. I knew his house like the back of my hand, since I’d lived with his ass for a year. He was gonna come home to a nice surprise once I was done. Once Lucy was out of the picture, I was sure he would come back to me. I was so anxious to get this over with, so Rashad and I could return to our normal life.
I sat up straight as I watched Rashad walk out, and leave in his car. I pulled my gun from the glove compartment and made sure it was loaded. I walked as if I was a regular person that wasn’t about to commit a murder. I ran around back and busted the window to the bathroom. I climbed through the window and jumped down into the tub. I slowly walked out the bathroom and through the house. I listened intently to see where Lucy was. I finally heard her ratchet ass listening to Rich Homie Quan in the bedroom, so I made my way over. She was dancing in the bedroom that I used to share with my love. No worries though, I would be back in here soon enough.
“Sup bitch,” I smiled as I walked into the room. She turned to me and saw I had the gun pointed at her.
“Paula, wait. What are you doing?” she frowned.
“I’m here to kill you bitch,” I said as if she asked a dumb question. “Didn’t I warn you? I think I did. What did you tell me? You said Rashad was worth you losing your life, right?” I snickered as I walked closer to her.
“Over Rashad?” she twisted up her mouth. “Really Paula? This is ridiculous.” Was she dumb? Who the fuck else was it over? I gave this stupid bitch a chance.
“Yes hoe! Over my man! You couldn’t have Julius, so you thought you could slide in on mine? I don’t think so boo,” I said cocking the gun.
“Okay, just give me a chance to-”
Suddenly, I heard the front door open and I panicked. I quickly shot anywhere and once I saw blood, I ran back out the way that I came. I got back into my car and after about ten minutes, the ambulance pulled up. I was slightly upset that Lucy wasn’t in a body bag. My heart broke as I watched Rashad sob while getting in the back of the ambulance with Lucy.
She lived, damnit. I could only hope and pray that she somehow suffered complications from her wounds. If she didn’t naturally suffer, I would have to pay her a visit in the hospital. Lucy would not walk out of that hospital alive if it was up to me. After the ambulance left, I finally pulled off as well, somewhat happy with my accomplishment.
Chapter 39: Natalia
“Baby girl! We have to get to the hospital!” Julius barged into the house.
“Why, what’s wrong?” I asked taking the bottle out of Harmony's mouth.
“Somebody shot Lucy ma,” he panted.
“Oh my gosh!” I yelped.
Winnie took Harmony from me so that I could leave and see her. Julius and I sped down to Roper Hospital and I was so anxious the whole time. Please don’t be dead, I thought. Who was shooting at us? Why us? I wondered. We pulled up to the hospital and I was getting out before Julius even parked well.
“I’m here for Lucy Ouistin!” I said to the nurse.
“Please wait over there with the other young man,” the nurse replied dryly. I rolled my eyes and made my way over to Rashad, who had Lumar in his lap.
“Have they said anything?” I asked as I sat down next to him.
“They haven’t said shit. She went into emergency surgery and I’m still waiting,” Rashad replied. “I just want to know who would do this,” he shook his head.
“I don't know bro, but I bet it’s the same person that shot at Natalia,” Julius replied. That comment put me even more on edge.
We all sat there, and no words were spoken, except by baby Lumar. Julius held my hand tightly and kissed the back of it, once he felt it was sweating. Finally, after an hour, a doctor emerged from the back. The three of us stared him down, hoping he was bringing news about Lucy.
“Lucy Ouistin's family,” he said looking up from his clipboard. We all rose up and walked up to him without saying anything. “Who are you guys to the patient?” he asked.
“I’m her husband, and this is our son,” Rashad spoke up and lifted Lumar a little. I half smiled at his response.
“The surgery was successful for Lucy, but she is in a coma at the moment,” he exhaled.
I couldn’t help but break down and cry. Julius hugged me tightly, as I sobbed hysterically into his chest. I silently prayed that God spared Lucy’s life. I didn’t know what I would do if she died.
“Can we see her?” Rashad asked slightly sniffling.
“Yes, you guys can. Only for an hour however,” the doctor nodded.
“Thank you,” Julius replied as we all followed the doctor back to Lucy’s room.
***
“You want Winnie to bring your dinner up?” Julius asked me as I sat in bed staring at the wall.
“No,” I responded barely above a whisper.
“Baby, you need to eat, you’re pregnant,” he pleaded.
“What did she make?” I quizzed still refusing to break my stare from the wall.
“Fried chicken. You know you love her chicken,” he half smiled. I didn’t respond, as a tear spilled out of my eye. “I’m gonna bring you the food, okay?” he assured.
He stared at me for a couple seconds, then left to get my plate. A couple minutes passed and he re-entered the room with a plate of chicken, squash and mashed potatoes. He sat on the edge of the by me and then placed the plate into my lap.
“Here Nat,” he said.
I picked up the fork and started to play around with the mashed potatoes, before finally tasting them. They were nice and hot, and I was starved. I continued to eat my food as Julius changed into his boxers only.
“Lucy is gonna be fine baby,” he said after a couple minutes of silence.
“I hope so,” I replied in a low tone.
“And I’m gone find whoever is coming for y’all,” he said standing next to the bed. His abs turned me on, but I couldn’t have sex while Lucy was in the hospital.
Julius walked to his side of the bed and then laid next to me. He turned on the TV and I looked over at him, as he yelled at the football game he had on. His frown made him look so sexy and I wanted to feel him so bad. Would it be bad for me to have sex with him? I hadn’t let him touch me all week because of Lucy.
I finished my dinner and then got out of the bed. Julius glanced at me but then back to the TV. I wanted to have sex but I wouldn’t feel as bad if he initiated it. I removed the t-shirt I had on, leaving me naked except for the thong I had on. I pretended to be looking for something and I saw Julius staring at me. I walked over to the bed and pulled the covers back as if I was looking in the bed for something. I climbed into the bed and got close to his sexy face.
“Can you get up really quick?” I asked.
He didn’t say anything and just took my hard nipple into his mouth. He pulled my panties off, as his mouth stayed latched onto my nipple. He pushed me onto my back and climbed between my legs. My pussy was drenched, as I anticipated him entering me. He dropped down on top of me and poked at my opening. Like usual when we went without sex for more than three days, he had a hard time sliding in. He pushed my legs back and then slowly eased himself inside me.
“Ahhh,” I whispered.
“You did that shit on purpose,” he grunted as he stroked me. “Daddy has been missing this pussy though,” he added and bit his lip while watching himself glide in and out of me.
I simply smiled as I ran my hand down his sexy flexing abs.
Chapter 40: Julius
2 Weeks Later
Tonight I was having a little get together, to celebrate all that I’ve accomplished. I was still rocking with Indianapolis as I told y’all before, but now I had taken over Orangeburg, South Carolina too. I was now getting double shipments
from Antonio and Bart and thankfully, they were able to fulfill them. On top of that, Club Rissani and Jackson Beach Winery were flourishing, making all the money I had look clean. No longer did I have to worry about the police questioning why a twenty-two-year-old had a BMW, Ferrari, Porsche and a mansion.
“I just want to toast to my team, my family and most importantly, my beautiful wife Natalia Tate,” I smiled down at her and pecked her lips.
Everyone clapped and then continued to mingle and socialize. Natalia was trying to be sociable, but I could tell that all she could think about was Lucy. My brother Rashad stopped by for a little bit, but then returned to sit with Lucy at the hospital. He was worried about his baby that she was carrying, and I couldn’t blame him. I was just thankful that he even stopped by to show his face.
“How are you feeling?” I asked, pulling Natalia to the side.
“I don’t know. But don’t mind me, I’m okay,” she smiled. “Go mingle,” she chuckled and waved around the party.
“Is this Mrs. Tate?” Bart walked up with his daughters not far behind him.
“I am,” Natalia smiled with her pretty ass.
“Wow Julius. Nice,” Bart nodded and smiled. “Mrs. Tate, these are my daughters Skylar and Leah,” Bart added.
“Nice to meet you ladies, I’m Natalia,” baby girl smiled.
“Natalia, nice,” Skylar fake smiled. She’s had a thing for me ever since I met her back in Los Angeles.
“She is beautiful Julius,” Leah smiled and hugged Natalia.
“Thank you,” Natalia nodded. “Okay babe, I’m gonna sit down before this baby starts to act up.” She looked up at me and I kissed her lips.
“New baby on the way?” Skylar smirked when Natalia, Leah and her father walked away.
“That’s right,” I nodded.
“So you guys are still in love then, I see. I remember when she wasn’t your wife,” she smiled. Skylar was a pretty girl. She was brown skinned, long dark hair, nice shapely body and perfect teeth.
“That was years ago,” I chuckled uncomfortably. Skylar was bad and only bad things would come along with me fucking her. Bad things like losing my family and my connect. She was not worth any of that and once I reminded myself of such, it was easy to deny her advances.
“Why don’t you take my number Julius? Just in case things get sour,” she licked her lips. “Shit, even if they don’t get sour,” she shrugged one shoulder.
“Are you a marriage counselor?” I asked playing dumb.
“If that’s what you want to call it,” she smirked. “You’re worried about disappointing my father when you should only be worried about me,” she added.
“No, I’m just a married man and I only want my wife. That’s why I married her,” I frowned.
“No man only wants one woman,” she replied matter-of-factly.
“What makes you so sure?” I asked.
“Cause I have yet to see any man stay faithful. My own father has cheated on my mother here and there. If he can’t do it, I’m sure a twenty-two-year-old man cannot,” she responded.
“Well you’re wrong, and that’s all I'm gonna say to that,” I said looking around the room.
I didn’t need Natalia getting suspicious of Skylar and I. Unlike most niggas, I was actually scared of losing my wife. Natalia was my happiness and without her, you can only imagine what I would be like.
“I think you and I were always meant to be something Julius Tate,” she added.
“Something like?” I raised a brow.
“Maybe I will end up being your second wife,” she chuckled.
“Enjoy the party ma,” I half smiled and walked away.
There were always bitches trying to tempt you. I swear, ever since women found out I was married with kids, they seemed to want me more. The amount of chicks multiplied, it appeared. I hadn’t cheated on my wife in forever, and I planned for it to stay that way. Natalia deserved the best and she would have nothing less fucking with me.
Chapter 41: Natalia
Morning sickness was a bitch. I loved all my babies, but the beginning process was always so draining. Eating all this food, just to throw it up and eat some more. I did enjoy being able to eat whatever I wanted, and being able to send Julius out to obtain my crazy cravings. However, I just wanted to fast forward life, to the part where I could keep my food down.
Since I was sick, Winnie decided to take the kids out for a walk at the park. She said she needed the exercise and I needed the break. I was just gonna relax in bed, eat, watch movies and pray for Lucy. I had been visiting her every day, but I was too ill to do so today.
BOOM!
I heard the back door open and close, so I assumed Winnie was back. She had just left about fifteen minutes ago, so it was odd that she was back already. I hoped she wasn’t though, because I knew my son was gonna be all over me. He was so attached to me. Usually I loved it, but I wasn’t in the mood right now.
“Winnie?” I called out. “Winnie?” I called again when I got no answer.
I climbed out of the bed and then headed down the stairs slowly. I grabbed a knife from the kitchen and walked towards the back door. I was so scared that the person who had shot me, had come back to finish the job. I was sure that I was gonna die if they did return.
“I missed you baby.”
I turned around to see Marlon standing there with a smile on his crazy face. His hair was a mess and his beard was so long, that he reminded me of a black Santa Claus. He was panting heavily and only had on jeans and a white t-shirt. First it was crazy ass Frank, and now psycho ass Marlon. I could only imagine how they would’ve acted, had we had sex.
“Marlon, why are you in my house?” I inquired. How did he get past the alarm system? I wondered.
“Someone close to you gave me the code. Don’t worry about that though,” he grinned as he started to walk towards me.
“What do you want?” I asked clenching the knife in my hands tightly.
“I want you, but I know you’re married, so I just came to get what I’m owed,” he replied licking his dry lips.
“What you’re owed?”
“Yeah ma, you owe me some pussy. You strung me along, making me think I’d get some, and you never fulfilled that promise,” he stared at me seriously. “I want it! I deserve it!” he boomed.
“Marlon, that was a long time ago. Plus, you slept with my best friend!” I said backing away as he came even closer.
“That is your fault! You pushed me away!” he yelled so loud that his voice echoed throughout the mansion.
“Marlon, I don’t want to have sex with you,” I cried.
“Well then I will have to take it,” he smirked.
“You want to rape me? I deserve that?” I asked trying to stall. I hoped I could think of a plan or that Winnie would come home.
“I’m gonna have to rape you unless you lie down and let me,” he folded his arms and pursed his lips. “It’s the least you could do since you fucked over my brother,” he added.
“Your brother?” I squinted my eyes in confusion.
“Frank, you little hoe,” he spat and balled up his fists, as he slowly started to come towards me.
No wonder Marlon had an Indianapolis number when I first met him. What are the odds that I would start dating Frank’s brother? That would explain why they both turned psycho.
I was scared as hell, so I ran to the phone to call 911. Marlon pounced on me and pinned me to the couch, making me drop the knife. I kneed him in the nuts and he fell back off me and onto the floor. I reached for the phone again, but he grabbed me from behind and pulled me away. He flipped me onto my back and got in between my legs. I dug my nails into his neck and scraped off as much skin as I could. I wanted to rip a damn hole into his neck. Whatever I needed to do to stop him from raping me, I was gonna do it.
“Arrggghhh! You fucking bitch!” he yelled letting me go.
He stared at me as he panted heavily, while holding onto his neck. I tried to dia
l but he charged towards me again at full speed. I grabbed the small Keurig machine off the table and bashed him over the head. He wobbled back a bit, but tried to keep coming, so I bashed him again. I kept banging him over the head until he finally hit the floor. Blood poured from his head, as he stared at the ceiling with his eyes bucked. Did I kill him? Oh shit! I thought.
“Marlon, get up!” I shouted slapping his face.
I felt his pulse, and got nothing. Natalia, you just murdered somebody, I said to myself. I looked around the living room and blood was everywhere. Call Julius! I told myself.
“Natalia! What did you do?”
I snapped my neck to look at the person behind me, and my eyes almost popped out of my head.
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