by Natavia
“Don’t answer the door! Let’s pretend we are not home!” I whispered to Lo-Lo. I knew Kenjay was out there too.
“I know y’all are in there! I heard Lo-Lo big ass burping from the parking lot!” he said then I giggled.
“I got some soul food, Lo-Lo! I got smothered pork chops, collard greens, and gravy over biscuits and potato salad! I even got some pigtails for you on the side!” Kenjay called out from the other side of the door.
Lo-Lo looked at me and I already knew she was about to sell me out. She licked her lips. “You better not! I swear you better not!” I told her.
“See, the way I’m set up right? I can’t let all of that good food go to waste!” she said getting up going to the door. She opened it then Kenjay walked in with a big brown paper bag full of food. It did smell good but the pig tails could stay right where they were at! Sameer followed behind him and I rolled my eyes at him.
Sameer walked into the kitchen behind Lo-Lo and I shook my head. His ass wasn’t slick!
“When are you coming home?” Kenjay asked sitting across from me.
“I don’t know, Kenjay,” I told him.
“You are coming home tonight! When I leave, you are leaving with me! I will drag you out of here, Latavia! I’m serious too and I’m done with all of this childish shit! We are not over! Now, where is your shit at?” he asked getting up.
“You called me a bitch, Kenjay!” I said to him.
“And? You been acting like one! I rather call you that then knock your ass out! You been getting real G on me, shorty, and I been letting it slide! But we are done with that shit! I know you don’t want me to force you to leave!” he said grilling me then he licked his lips. He bent down then kissed my lips. When I first started messing around with Kenjay he didn’t like kisses. But now he couldn’t keep his lips off of me.
He slid his hands under my ass squeezing it. “You need to eat some of whatever Lo-Lo ass be eating! I’m not used to this shit! I think you lost some of your ass and your titties look like they were depressed, too!” he said then walked into the kitchen. My cell phone rang and it was Dayquan. I ignored it then deleted it. Kenjay didn’t miss shit!
Moments later, he came back with my plate.
“Kenjay! I can’t eat all of this!” I told him.
“Open your mouth!” he said then stuffed a fork-full of collard greens into my mouth.
“This is good!” I said chewing the greens that had a spicy kick to them.
“Not better than yours!” he said then my eyes watered up.
“I’m sorry, Kenjay!” I told him. How could I push away a man like this who was not willing to give up on me?
“I am too, shorty, but you need bring your ass home!” he said then I laughed.
“It’s only been like three days, if that! You left too!” I told him.
“You was trying to kill me! But you need to a see psychiatrist and take your pills or something, because next time you do that, I’m going to forget I love you!” he said with seriousness in his voice.
“What are you talking about? I lost my baby and I witnessed your mother being killed! That shit will set anyone crazy!” I told him.
“Shorty, I wasn’t born yesterday! You are bipolar! You think I don’t know about those pills in the vitamin bottle that you have in the medicine cabinet? Shit, I even refilled them a few times when you must have forgotten to! Black folks don’t take vitamins like that!” he said then tears ran down my face. I never wanted Kenjay to know because I didn’t want him to leave me. His tolerance level is not made for someone with my condition.
“And you’re cool with that?” I asked him.
“I don’t have a choice but to be! You are my shorty and, although you get on my nerves and are spoiled as hell, I still love you,” he said and I blush.
“Plus, I think I got that shit too!” he said laughing.
“No, you don’t, you was just dropped on your head!” I told him.
“Can I lick your lips?” I asked him.
“There you go with that nasty shit!” he said.
“Come over here! Scoot closer to me, so I can lick your lips!” I told him. He came closer putting his face close to mine. I stuck my tongue out then he pulled his head back. “Your upper-lip smell a little foul!” he said then I mushed him.
“These greens are ready to run out of me!” I said eating more of them.
“When they run out of you, I’m running away from you!” Kenjay replied.
Sameer came into the living room holding his nose with a paper towel.
“Why is your nose bleeding?” I asked him.
“I reached for Lo-Lo’s gravy biscuit and she swung on me! She lucky I like that type of shit or else I would’ve killed her ass!” he said then I rolled my eyes. I know all about Sameer’s baby mamas fighting him.
“Lo-Lo! Don’t be putting those husky-ass bear paws on my peoples! Fuck is wrong with you?” Kenjay called out.
Lo-Lo walked out licking her fingers then I laughed.
“Let me tell y’all something about Lo-Lo! A bitch like me loves gravy more than I love dick! There isn’t any shame in my game! This nigga done tried reaching for some shit that doesn’t belong to him. I was ready to let him get a whiff of the pussy and now I don’t even want the dick!” she said embarrassing me.
“You was going to fuck him?” I asked.
“I’m not looking for love! I just want some dick! I’m grown! There isn’t any time limit on how long it should take!” she said then Sameer smiled. He rubbed her big juicy ass.
“Let me get a sample of that! You love gravy that much, let me pour it on my sausage then stuff it between those big buttery biscuits!” he said feeling on her ass cheek with his free hand. My mouth dropped.
“I taught him well!” Kenjay said smiling.
“You need to be more like Jameer!” I told Sameer and he smacked his teeth then waved me off. It was always a good twin and a bad twin.
“Where is your bag at?” Kenjay asked me.
“In the hall closet,” I told him. I slowly stood up and Sameer helped me with his free arm, while he held the paper towel over his nose with the other.
“Thanks! You are still a jack-ass, though!” I joked with him.
“Shorty, don’t get cute! I will push your ass onto the floor!” he said to me. Kenjay walked out into the living room with my tote.
“How have you been getting around?” Kenjay asked me.
“A cab,” I replied.
“I’ll get up with y’all later!” Sameer said to us. I guess he was going to stay back with Lo-Lo.
“I hope you strapped, Lo-Lo! This nigga got two crazy-ass baby mamas that be popping up on him! I hope you know how to hog fight!” Kenjay said then I smacked his arm.
“Stop making weight jokes! My whole family is chunky!” I told him.
“I’m not talking about, Lo-Lo! I’m talking about this nigga baby mamas!” he said.
“Your baby mamas are big?” I asked Sameer, laughing because his pretty-boy behind looked like he wouldn’t know what to do if he got behind Lo-Lo.
“Yup! They be fucking me up, too! But they are not that big! This nigga always goes above and beyond! They are thick and meaty!” he said eyeing Lo-Lo’s big breasts.
“Don’t say I didn’t warn you! When you hear thumping like you are in ‘Jurassic Park’ you better get low! Those dinosaurs going to come over here and fuck y’all all up!” Kenjay said rudely.
“If your baby mama wasn’t standing next to you, I would say some shit! But I don’t want to hurt your feelings or hers!” Sameer said back to Kenjay.
“Hit me up!” Kenjay said as we walked out of the front door.
“Be easy, Lo-Lo!” I hollered out, shutting the door. I took my time going down each step.
“You should’ve sat your retarded ass at home! It’s a room downstairs with a shower! At least you would’ve had everything down there with you like the kitchen and shit!” he fussed then I rolled my eyes.
“Don’t back talk me, shorty! You know I’m telling the truth!” he said.
He opened the door to his Yukon helping me get in.
“Sameer’s baby mamas really are that big, though?” I asked.
“Naw, one is about your size and the other one is Lo-Lo’s size,” he said laughing then I hit him.
“Nigga, you just sat up there and called us all fat! You evil fucker!” I said laughing at him.
“I was just clowning, chill! You and Lo-Lo good! But your mama is big as fuck! She almost got stuck coming through the door one day and all of your evil ass aunts got the Mad Cow disease! Them some big cows! They are like four-hundred pounds plus!” he said.
“KENJAY!” I shouted at him then he just smiled like he always does when he says something foul.
“You are so freaking rude!” I said.
“My bad, shorty!” he said laughing then squeezed my leg.
“Don’t think I forgot about you still hustling and that bitch Mayonnaise!” I spat.
“Her name is Manessa! She and I know each other from way back! As far as me hustling, I’m not stopping right now. In two years I can, and that’s a promise! I accept you for you and you got to do the same for me. But, I will admit that it was fucked up on my part for lying to you, but at the same time, you already knew what type of nigga I was. You can’t just try to change someone. You have to leave it up to that person to change!” he said then I rolled my eyes.
My cell phone rang, the one I have for my clients only. I had been making a name for myself since Jordan Liles got Britain and I fired from the agency we worked at. It all worked out because Britain models for Malore and I pulled a couple of celebrities. Britain and O’Shea even hired me to be their stylist. Once I get back to working, I think a part of me will get back to normal. The other part will be forever missing. Around this time I should’ve been in the hospital giving birth to our son.
I answered my phone. “Hello, This Latavia,” I answered professionally.
“So, can you talk to me now?” Dayquan asked. He must have gotten my number from my website.
“Yes, hi! What can I do for you?” I asked.
“Cut the bullshit! We need to talk about some shit!” he said to me.
“Okay, sure. Let me check my schedule and I will see if I have any open appointments,” I said to him then he laughed.
“You must be around a nigga!” he said into the phone. I turned the volume down, so Kenjay didn’t hear his voice.
“Thanks for calling and I look forward to meeting you soon!” I said hanging up. Kenjay was looking at me.
“What?” I asked getting nervous.
“You are not going back to work right now! You can barely walk!” he said to me.
“I told them I would check my schedule! That doesn’t mean I have something open! Mind your business!” I said.
“You are my business! I don’t say shit when you be checking my clothes and shit when you do the laundry!” he said bursting my bubble.
“I don’t do that shit!” I said.
“Cut, it out! You do! You be checking my phone too when I’m sleep! I purposely leave it unlocked!” he told me.
We got home and a sadness rushes over me. Times like this I wish I’d never moved into Kenjay’s house. I should’ve kept my apartment but I couldn’t stay away from him too long.
“Can we sleep down here? I don’t want to go upstairs!” I told him. Jace’s room was next to ours and I wouldn’t be able to sleep just thinking about it.
“You want to move?” he asked.
“That wouldn’t be a bad idea!” I said.
Carla
After my father gave me my new information, I killed him and my brother. I couldn’t risk him turning me in giving them my new identification. An old picture of me flashed across the news but I no longer looked like that. I was scrawny with long hair. Now, I’m thicker with a full face and a boy cut. The medication they were giving me in the facility caused me to gain weight.
“Why did you kill them?” Janae cried out.
“Bitch, you better shut up before I get on this Greyhound!” I said.
I gave the driver my ticket. I took a seat with the iPod I stole from my dad’s house. I had two hundred thousand dollars in my duffel bag and some expensive jewelry I took from his safe after I made him give me the code. I laughed to myself because he thought I was going to let them off so easy. Two shots to his head and my brother’s. The image in my mind of me killing them made me horny. I needed some dick and I needed it bad.
I missed screwing Rattle with his big cock. I didn’t miss Yager, though, and when I heard he was dead I was happy. I was pregnant but it could’ve been Rattle’s or Yager’s. When I lost my baby my hate for Kenjay grew. After I came up with a plan to take him down I would come back and finish what I started.
A fine man got on the bus. He was gorgeous! His looks were very unique. He had a dark complexion, strong jawline and his eyes were slanted. He had a tattoo of a dragon breathing fire on his neck. I could tell he worked out because his hoodie fit his physique well. He stood tall and had to be about six-foot-three. His hair was faded and tapered on the sides while thick curls sat on the top.
“Hey, shorty! Can I sit here?” he asked pointing to the seat next to me.
“What the fuck for?” I asked him. Then Janae popped up in my head and I didn’t have time to talk to that simple bitch right now.
He chuckled, grabbed my purse then threw it onto my lap. “That whack ass attitude you got don’t do shit for me, ma!” he said pulling his phone out then started texting. After he was done he looked at me. “Your face is really bringing that hairstyle out! Not too many chicks can rock a boy cut! Your head is shaped funny but I like it!” he said then surprisingly I smiled.
“What’s your name?” I asked him.
“Shine! What’s yours?” he asked me, licking his lips. He reminded me of someone but I just couldn’t think of who.
“Troya!” I said giving him the name on my fake ID.
“That’s what’s up!” he said smirking with a set of pretty white teeth. I needed to get away from him because when I was horny I had an urge to kill and I also became a real bitch.
His cologne tickled my nose making my pussy pulsate. I was going to fuck him then kill him!
“Where are you headed?” I asked him.
“Anywhere with you!” he said to me.
He got closer to my ear then whispered. “I want to see what that pussy does! I want to know how tight it will choke my dick!” he said to me.
“It will if you are packing!” I told him. He looked around then took my hand, placing it on his hard dick and my mouth watered. He was long and thick.
“100% beef, shorty!” he said, licking his lips.
Tammy stood up in the aisle of the bus laughing at me.
“Shut up, bitch!” I said.
“Oh word?” Shine asked me then smiled.
“I wasn’t talking to you,” I told him.
“That’s what’s up!” he said laughing.
This was going to be a long-ass day! Tammy, my father, my brother and Veronica stared at me. Veronica was holding her dog as it growled in her arms. They all had smiles on their faces. I closed my eyes then went into my pocket for my pills. I had an agenda and them looking at me was fucking it all up!
Kenjay
Two months later…
I walked into our new house that we moved into a week ago and the sound of laughter was coming from the kitchen. It was Latavia and her mother. I didn’t like her mother at all! When Latavia and I experienced that tragedy, none of her family came around her after she left the hospital. They called here and there and, of course, called me cursing me out, blaming me. But they shut her out, and because of that, fuck all of them! She would do anything for them but they couldn’t even be there for her.
“Hey, baby!” Latavia said to m
e, kissing my lips. Her mother rolled her eyes at me.
“How are you doing, Mrs. Karen?” I asked her.
“I’m fine!” she snapped.
“Are you good? You want a sandwich or something? We got leftover hamhocks! Help yourself!” I said going to the fridge to grab a beer.
Latavia grilled me. “I’m just being nice to our guest! You know that nice little southern hospitality!” I said.
“I’ll let y’all catch up since it’s been a few months since y’all last saw each other!” I said walking out of the kitchen. I could hear her mother calling me a mutt bastard as I left the kitchen.