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by Toy


  “I love you because you’re my sister. I hate you because you’re a hateful, evil bitch. I hope you enjoy your stay,” Lawrynn said before getting up to walk away.

  For once, Nikki did feel something as she watched Lawrynn walk away. She just didn’t know what it was.

  13

  Nikki had been on pens and needles for the past few days. It wasn’t that she was being harassed or even challenged because she wasn’t. No one had said a bad word to her. She was thankful, but at the same time, she was skeptical about why she was being treated this way. It wasn’t like her name held any weight outside of the jail walls. There was no reason for her to be treated nicely.

  She had seen a female get raped in the showers yesterday. It made her sick to her stomach to see it all go down in a room full of other women. Yet, no one moved to help the young lady. Nikki probably could’ve stepped in and stopped it, but then that would put the focus on her. That was the last thing she wanted.

  Now she was sitting in the yard watching all the women interact. When she was free, she knew all about the women who were called studs, but seeing the lengths that some of the women went to just to be seen as the man in a lesbian relationship was eye opening. There were women in there that you wouldn’t know were women if they weren’t in a female jail. She hadn’t been able to figure out what was exactly in some of their shorts that they would randomly grip from time to time.

  “New meat, you’ve been quiet lately. Are you okay?” Bertha asked Nikki as she sat beside her at the picnic table.

  “I’m okay, just thinking about my court date coming up next month,” she said quietly.

  “Do you have a lawyer, or do you have a bullshit ass public defender?” she asked.

  “Public defender,” Nikki answered.

  “Well, I guess you should get comfortable then. Those motherfuckers don’t try to help. It doesn’t matter if you’re innocent or guilty, your ass is gonna get hella time by the time court is over. How did your visit go yesterday? I was surprised when you said you had one. Who was it?” Bertha asked.

  “My cousin, well my sister came yesterday. I was surprised to see her. I did a bunch of shit to her that I regret now. The rest of the family’s not fucking with me like that period. I did some shit that they can’t forgive. Life goes on, though,” Nikki said and hunched her shoulders.

  “Maybe you should reach out to them. They could have a different outlook on things,” Bertha said.

  She wanted to continue the conversation, but she felt the phone vibrating in her pocket. She got up and made her way to the nearest supply closet before she could call the number back.

  “What up?” Murder answered.

  “You tell me, cousin,” she said.

  “Hey, cousin. Do whatever you feel about that problem we have. I know you like to get creative and shit,” Murder told her.

  “Okay, so she don’t have to be moved permanently?” She asked just for clarification.

  “All that shit is in your hands. I know what I would do if she was out here, but she ain’t, so have fun,” Murder said before ending the call.

  Bertha walked out of the closet with a smile on her face. It had been a while since she’d had a toy. The last toy she had was released on good behavior a year earlier. She knew that she had to at least teach Nikki a lesson for whatever she had done to get on Murders bad side, but she wasn’t just gonna throw her to the wolves either. It was time for lessons to be taught, and she was up for being the teacher.

  “Hey, Lopez,” Bertha called out.

  Lopez was the cell block tough chick. Granted, Bertha wasn’t a punk, but Lopez would do anything for a pack of cigs and Twinkies.

  “Sup, B?” Lopez asked, looking Bertha up and down.

  “I’m ready for my celly to get the welcome that she deserves. I know you want in on it,” Bertha said.

  “What’s in it for me?” Lopez asked.

  “Four and four,” Bertha said, knowing that four cartons of cigarettes and Twinkies were music to Lopez’s ears.

  Lopez smiled, showing all four teeth she had in the front of her mouth.

  “Just let me know when, and I’m there,” Lopez said, confirming she was down for anything.

  “Tonight, just before the kitchen closes. Just meet me at the back door where we leave the old grease and shit,” Bertha said.

  “Okay, cool. Is it just gonna be us two?” Lopez asked.

  “That’s all we need. I need somebody I can trust to keep their mouth shut,” Bertha said. She knew that if she could trust anyone it would be Lopez since they had done worse shit together. They exchanged a head nod and fist bump before they went their separate ways to get ready for tonight.

  Nikki was in the kitchen mopping the floor. She was tired and trying not to worry about her court date. Swinging the mop from left to right had given her quiet time to think over her life. She paused when she thought that she heard something, but she knew she was the only one there tonight.

  “Hello, is anyone there?" Nikki asked as she put the broom down. Her heart was beating so hard she could hear the thumping of it loud and clear.

  Nikki looked around and snatched a pot off the counter before she peeped around the corner to see nothing out of place. There wasn’t even a rat that could have made the sound. Thinking that maybe the floor was as clean as it needed to be, she dropped the pan and hauled ass to the door.

  “Aww, look at that ass jiggle as she is running scared,” Bertha said and slapped hands with whomever was with her.

  Hearing the sound of Bertha’s voice, Nikki stopped to look Bertha in the eye.

  “What kind of shit is this? I guess I should’ve known that you were on some funny shit. You’ve been too damn nice to me. So, what’s the plan? Are you gonna beat me to death or eat my pussy to death? Which one is it?” she asked.

  “Which one do you prefer? We’re good with all of the above,” Bertha said and licked her lips.

  “The only way your lips will get on me is over my dead body,” she said.

  “Says the hoe that’s been ran thru more than a McDonalds drive-thru. Don’t get all closed legged now. I heard your shit was decent, so just open up and let me expose you to a whole new world,” Bertha told her.

  “Those days are over,” Nikki tried to explain.

  “You should’ve thought about that before you almost killed your sister,” Bertha said, knowing that would get Nikki’s attention good enough so Lopez could sneak up behind her.

  “Sister? How do you know about that? I just found out earlier. Who the hell have you been talking to about me?” she asked.

  “Murder is my cousin, and his fiancée is your sister. That’s how he broke it down to me. Seems like your mama was keeping a bunch of fucking secrets. She didn’t even bother to tell you the truth when everything hit the fan. She just left you in here to be at the mercy of the system. You’re on your own unless you wanna be my new toy,” Bertha said with a smile.

  The scene of her being some kind of flunky for Bertha and this Puerto Rican bitch with her flashed before Nikki’s eyes. She would die first instead of dealing with that type of shit for the rest of her life. Thoughts of Lawrynn really being her sister and all the shit she had done to her came to mind as well. Nikki had done a bunch of shit to everyone she knew. Now, here she was about to get raped and beaten by some bold bitches who thought they had actual dicks between their legs. These bitches were crazy if they thought this shit was gonna work.

  Nikki ran back to the sinks that held the dishes that she just cleaned. She picked up the biggest knife she could find.

  “Oh, this one wants to fight. Getting a taste of her is gonna be even sweeter now. We like it when they fight,” Lopez said.

  “Fight me when I’m dead, bitch,” Nikki said just before taking the knife and plunging it between her ribs just under her right breast.

  “Yo, what the fuck!” Bertha yelled.

  Lopez looked at her then back to where Nikki’s body lay on the floor. They both
took off running, leaving her there to bleed out.

  14

  “Hello,” Murder answered the phone.

  “Nephew, I need you and Lawrynn to meet Ella and I at Norfolk city hall,” Uncle Jimmy said, skipping all the small talk and getting to the point.

  “Damn, you doing it like that, Unc?” Murder asked.

  “Yeah, there comes a time when you gotta stop doing a bunch of dumb shit. I ain’t saying I was ever known for doing dumb shit, but not marrying the lady who holds my heart is definitely some dumb shit. Just meet us at ten,” Uncle Jimmy said.

  “Okay, we can do that,” Murder said and ended the call immediately after. “Law-Baby, we gotta go meet Unc and Ms. Ella at ten. Unc gonna take the plunge and make Ms. Ella an honest woman,” Murder told Lawrynn.

  “Aww, that’s so sweet. I’m happy for them. They both deserve to be happy. There’s no love like black love,” she told him with a smile as wide as Texas.

  “Black love? You’re sitting over there like you daydreaming about the shit. You can’t daydream about shit that you have your damn self,” Murder said with his face balled up.

  “I’m just saying, you know,” she said.

  “Naw, I don’t fucking know. You’re tripping and acting like you never experienced black love. You better chill out with all that and you got my black ass loving the fuck out of your black ass every damn day,” Murder told her.

  “You need to calm down, man. It ain’t even that serious, Maurice,” she said.

  “Oh, now my name is Maurice. You’re really tripping. You daydreaming about that shit is just like you all on Instagram liking those IG models’ bodies when your shit is definitely better than theirs in real life. You got the same black love that Uncle Jimmy and Ms. Ella got. I’m not gonna keep telling you that shit,” he told her.

  “Are you still gonna love me when my hair turns gray?” she asked him.

  “Your shit is already gray. What the hell you talking about? I’ll tell you this, though. I’m gonna always love you. If we end up in the same nursing home, it better not be any of those old ass niggas trying to get at you. If I find out about the shit, I’ll put some itchy powder in their adult diapers. They’ll be scratching their wrinkled up balls so much they won’t even think about your fine ass no more,” Murder said.

  Lawrynn shook her head.

  “Are you ready for the meeting tonight?” Lawrynn asked.

  “Why you need to know? You’re not gonna be there,” he told her.

  “Oh, I’m coming, don’t even try it. I need to put all the secrets and shit to rest and move on with our lives. I’ve been hurt so much that I doubt there’s any pain worse than what I’ve already felt. I need to do this for me,” she told him.

  “I’m not trying to get all emotional with you tonight. You being there is only gonna put me in my feelings. I can focus better if you’re not there,” Murder honestly told her.

  Deep down, he knew that he wasn’t going to stop her from being there. She deserved to be there, but he still didn’t like it. Lawrynn thought she was ready for whatever may come out tonight while Murder was scared that whatever came out tonight would break her even more.

  Lawrynn straddling his lap caused him to forget what he was thinking about. She was facing him which caused his hands to palm her ass automatically. She gave him a passionate kiss that made him moan into her mouth.

  “Did I tell you that I loved you today?” she asked him.

  “No,” he answered.

  “I love you, Maurice. I love you for being who you are and loving me so damn hard,” she told him as she kissed all over his face and neck.

  Murder said nothing and just let her kiss all over him. He knew she could feel his dick getting hard underneath those little ass shorts she had on. He caressed her ass while she kissed his neck, taking brief breaks to nibble on his ear lobes.

  “You gonna fuck around and make some shit happen right here, Lawrynn,” Murder told her in a tone laced with lust.

  “That’s what I want,” she whispered in his ear.

  Murder didn’t need another word to be said. He slid her shorts to the side with one hand and took his dick out with the other. Not having time to waste by taking their clothes off, he made a way out of no way. “Hold on a minute,” she said, trying to stop him at least for a few minutes.

  “What the fuck I got to wait for?” he asked as he slid his dick into her awaiting pussy through the leg hole of her shorts.

  Murder bit his bottom lip as soon as Lawrynn’s warmth covered his dick. His eyes closed as he stroked in and out of her. He never got enough of being inside of her. The need for him to be inside her grew every time he entered. It was as if she was his drug that he had to have more of while he was having it. When it came to Lawrynn, he could never understand the bond they had or the intense attraction he had for her that grew more and more every day.

  “Yes, bae. Do that shit,” she moaned as she rode him.

  They had all their clothes on but were damn sure making love to each other. The more she rode him, the deeper inside her he went. She could feel him squeezing her ass in his hands.

  “Shit, woman,” he moaned. He was trying not to yell out like a female, but he was close to not even caring.

  “Give it to me, baby,” Lawrynn encouraged while riding him hard as if he was a crazed bull.

  She pounced on him over and over, trying desperately to get to the point of epic happiness. “Yes,” she cried out as she reached her intense orgasmic goal. Feeling her juices coat him triggered his own orgasm. Once their releases were complete, her body collapsed onto his. They were both breathing heavily.

  “You’re gonna make me hurt you one of these days. Get up before you make us late. We gotta go check out Unc’s wedding and shit,” Murder told her and lightly tapped on her ass. He watched as she walked away from him. “Hold up a minute. I see something that I gotta do right quick,” Murder called out to her.

  Lawrynn took off running away from him and laughing. He jumped up and went after her, knowing that they were gonna at least have another round.

  “You know I should beat your ass for being late to my wedding,” Uncle Jimmy said as they stood off to the side watching the ladies talk not too far away from them.

  “My bad. I got caught up in something,” Murder said with a smile he couldn’t fight.

  “All I know is if she has a boy, his name better be Jimmy,” Uncle Jimmy said.

  “No can do, Unc. He’s gonna be a junior. We gonna have us a little Murder running around here,” Murder replied.

  “Is Lawrynn pregnant?” Allen asked.

  “Not yet, but the way he couldn’t get from between her legs to come to my wedding on time, she will be soon enough,” Uncle Jimmy said.

  “I can dig it,” Allen told us.

  “Make sure you’re ready for tonight, fellas,” Uncle Jimmy told them.

  15

  By the time Laura, La-La, Cornelius, and the boys got to the warehouse, everyone else was already there waiting for them. Laura didn’t expect to see Lawrynn and Nell there, but they were.

  “Why are they here?” Laura asked.

  “Hello to you too, mother,” Lawrynn said.

  “Am I late or right on time?” Lawrence asked as he walked into the warehouse.

  “Mama, have you seen Daddy? I’ve been trying to call him all day,” Nell asked La-La.

  “Hopefully he’s dead,” La-La answered.

  “Huh?” Nell said.

  “I. SAID. HOPEFULLY. HE’S. FUCKING. DEAD!” La-La yelled. “Your precious daddy is a mean old asshole who beats and rapes women. Do you really think I would lock up a man who took care of us like he was supposed to? I did what I did because that was my escape from him. I couldn’t wait for him to start beating on you because that’s what was next. Why do you think I always wore make, up even when we were in the house chilling in our house clothes?” La-La said.

  “I don’t remember any of that,” Nell told her.

 
“You wouldn’t, that’s why you were always at Laura’s house,” La-La said.

  “Wow, unbelievable,” Nell said.

  “I wish I knew the motherfucker who killed him. If he’s not answering your calls and hasn’t been back to the hotel room to torture my black ass he has to be deader than a mother fucker,” La-La said.

  Nell walked away to the nearest empty seat to sit down. How could her mother be so nonchalant about her father being dead? How did she miss the fact that her father beat her mother? There were so many questions but no answers.

  “Why did you try to shoot Murder, Mama?” Lawrynn asked.

  She was tired of not having answers. The meeting was to get to the bottom of everything, so she felt like she needed to get the show on the road.

  “I was trying to shoot Mike-Mike, not you or Murder. I thought he was going to kill you. If he killed you, then it would be my fault since I’m the one helped him get out. I did all of this to save you. Don’t you understand?” Laura said.

  “For me? Don’t sit here and say you did all this for me. You did it so you could get away with hiding a whole fucking baby from your other kids. Now you’re trying to stand here and act like you’re the fucking hero. Not to fucking day, Laura,” Lawrynn said.

  “I’m not gonna tell you again to stop calling me Laura. I’m your fucking mother,” Laura said as she walked up to Lawrynn.

  “Back the fuck up. We’re here to talk about shit, not fight. If you hit her, I will knock your ass out. Now fuck with me,” Murder said.

  She looked at Lawrence to see if he was going to jump in after Murder threatened her.

  “What the hell you looking over here for? I feel just like he does right now,” he told her.

  “Yo, you not gonna touch my mama, nigga,” LJ said.

  Murder laughed in his face then turned back to Laura.

  “You heard what the fuck I said. I’m not worried about your son because he can’t beat my ass. If he jumps this way, y’all will be picking out another casket,” Murder said.

 

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