by Nikki Karma
But tonight I’m tired of her. So I rubbed my jaw and delivered a blow so hard to her stomach that her mouth spread open and spit flew out. Oh well, I guess we ‘bout to fight it out now.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
TASHA
“Ya’ll gotta get out of here with this shit,” somebody said behind me, as I gut punched Crystal over and over. She may have been smaller than me but she was strong as fuck and needed a few blows to go down. I know this is wrong but at this moment she not my sister. For real I got more love for a nigga on the street than I do for her right now. I just killed somebody on a count of her having another gun that she purchased from Asian Lucy the other night without telling me. I remembered her talking to her that night on a side convo but I had no idea she was buying a weapon until this situation with Denise.
If you asked me she probably been planning on robbing Hollywood for the longest and I’m just finding out now. I’m done with my sister and tired of her selfish shit.
“I can’t have this in my establishment,” Keith said looking between us. “So the both of you have to go outside and cool off or you won’t be allowed back in here. Ever. Even for those documents you need.” He looked at me.
I didn’t respond. Instead I slapped Crystal one more time sending her flying onto the dirty floor. When she got up she tried to hit me back but I shoved her into the bouncer who walked up behind us.
“That’s it, I’m sorry, Tasha, but I can’t have this shit in my club,” Keith said firmly. He looked at the bouncer. “Aye, Joe launch these two out for awhile. Hopefully they’ll cool off.”
I don’t know how he did it but Joe managed to lift us off of our feet, before tossing us out into the front of the club. But it doesn’t stop us from goin’ at each other once more.
We shoving and pushing each other until Crystal finally said, “Why you leaving?” Leaning on her knees she said, “Why you wanna walk out on me like this?”
“Fuck you talking ‘bout now?” I shoved her again and she slammed into a black BMW. “Why do you keep asking me the same things repeatedly?” I wiped the sweat off my face. “Anyway, I’m not trying to hear none of that right now. I’m tired of your recklessness, Crystal.” I pointed at her. “I can truly say that I’m done.”
“Am I that bad?” She asked ignoring my questions. “Am I that awful that you would want to leave me forever?”
I’m breathing heavily as I throw myself on the curb next to the car Crystal is leaning on. “It’s not my responsibility to take care of you no more.” I rubbed the knot I felt popping up on my forehead and looked up at her. “My leaving don’t have nothing to do with you. I told you that a million times and I don’t understand why you don’t get it.” I paused. “I’m just in love.”
“Then why it feel like it’s my fault? We had plans for the future and now I feel like nothing I say will convince you not to go.”
“Because it won’t. I don’t know what else to say, Crystal,” I shook my head slowly. “What I suggest is this though…you gotta stop fucking these nasty ass bitches out here. Getting burned and all that. As pretty as you are you in the back getting top from a skank like a nigga.” I paused. “I got a girl, Crystal. Can’t you understand that shit? This is making me crazy because I keep telling you the same thing.”
“I do have someone.”
“But you don’t care about her like I care about mine.” I paused. “So you can’t compare the two.”
“Man this is off plan.” She ran her hand down her face. “Way off and nothing good is gonna come of this.”
I shook my head. “Why you asking me this now?”
“Because I feel that I’m about to lose you forever.”
I stood up. I’m still mad so it’s hard for me to look her directly in the eyes. “Crystal, you gotta know that no matter what happens you’ll always have me in your life. But we adults now and we gotta go after our own dreams. It don’t mean you’ll lose me though. But the shit you doing these days making me feel like you don’t give a fuck ‘bout nobody but yourself.”
“I fucked up didn’t I?”
I looked around and stepped closer so that only she could hear my words. “We got a woman in the trunk of a car, Crystal,” I whispered. “The wife of a well known trap nigga who knows who we are. You can’t get more fucked up than this if you tried.” I backed up a little. “I actually killed somebody tonight. And you have no idea all the thoughts I got goin’ on in my mind right now. The guilt alone is enough to put me into panic mode. But that’s not goin’ to help anything so I gotta be strong for me and you. But I’ll never be happy again when this shit is over, Crystal. I’ll never feel safe either.” I pointed at her. “And I got you to blame for this shit.”
She lowered her head and I could see tears roll down her face until her hair fell alongside her jawline. “This is so crazy.”
I tried to touch her to give her a hug. “Just get the fuck off me!” She paused. “Don’t put your fucking hands on me period.”
I raised my hands in the air and backed up. “What’s wrong with you now? I thought we was talking.”
“It don’t even matter.” She wiped her tears away. “Let’s just go because I gotta get out of here.”
****
Inside The Club
Keith, the club’s owner, was on the phone behind the bar looking at Tasha and Crystal outside of the club acting like kids. Although the music was loud, it wasn’t stopping him from doing what he was about to do. Snitch. “Hey, man, ain’t you looking for the Burton girls?”
“You know the answer to that already,” Hollywood said on the other end of the phone. “So you telling me something I wanna hear or are you wasting my time?”
“They down here. At my club.”
There was a moment of long silence. “If you can keep them there I got ten large waiting for you.” He paused. “That’s a promise.”
“Fuck,” he paused. “I should’ve hit you first.”
“What you saying?”
“I threw them out a minute ago but with that kinda pay day on the table, trust me, I’ll think of something.”
“Good, because I’m sending somebody right now to collect them bitches.”
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
CRYSTAL
Hot water flowed down on Tiffani’s dreads as she stood under the showerhead at the house. After we left the club and stashed the car with the body for the moment, I took our car and my half of the money and decided to go to Tiff’s, while Tasha took an Uber to God knows where. Keith was trying to get us to stay around, even offered us free drinks, but that made Tasha extra nervous so we didn’t stay.
I never thought I’d see the day but after our conversation was over it became clear that Tasha and I were no longer sisters. And at the end of the day I gotta be cool with that whether I wanted to or not.
I’m watching Tiff ring out her dreads and for some reason it turned me on. So I pushed the shower curtain back and said, “Get out, Tiff, and come to bed. I’m ready.”
She grinned. “You must want me to fuck the dog shit out of you again.” She smiled. “I know that look in your eyes anywhere.”
“If by that you mean eat this pussy the answer is yes.” I smiled. “Now come on and hurry up.”
She turned the water off and stepped out of the tub, leaving a water trail behind her. Tying her dreads up she bopped over to me where I was sitting and waiting. Tiffani was dominant but she also had a soft appeal that did something to me. I cared about her. But enough to do forever? I couldn’t be sure.
Before she made it to the bed I changed my mind. “As a matter of fact,” I paused. “Drop to the floor.” I opened my legs wide. “And assume the position.”
“Somebody extra horny,” she said flipping her loose dreads out the way. “You fighting with your sister again or something? That’s the only time you be like this.”
I rolled my eyes. “Nah, I just want you to lick it,” I told her. “Now stop playing around and lets do this.”
I slid my finger into my pussy and she pushed my legs further apart. After flipping my clit five or six times she slipped her tongue along the side of it, before rolling it to the other side. I took a shower earlier because if Tiffani can smell anything it’s the scent of another bitch, even if I didn’t rub myself on her. I didn’t want her tripping off Sunshine when we weren’t even a thing. Besides, I didn’t get a chance to cum thanks to my hating ass sister anyway.
“Make it wet, Tiff,” I said looking down at her biting my lip. “You know how I like it so do it just like that.”
“Aye, Crystal, don’t come at me like I don’t know how to satisfy you. I just had you crawling up the bedpost earlier, which is why I don’t understand why you still horny.” She placed her hands on my legs again. “Keep it real, I’m the only bitch who can make you cum in under two.”
Tiff’s telling the truth but I always like to challenge her. “Maybe back in the day but lately I think you falling off, Tiff.” I lied. “It’s been taking you longer than usual to get me there.”
“Oh yeah?” One minute I’m sitting on the bed and the next she has lifted me up. My pussy is in her face as she’s walking around the room going to work. You had to be strong to do that and she was. “Shit, Tiffani,” I said. “Fuck you doing?”
She didn’t respond. Instead she sunk her tongue into the center of my pussy and sucked so hard my clit trembled. Spit drizzled and oozed down her chin and my eyes rolled to the back of my head. It wasn’t long before my pussy tingled and pulsated. “Damn, damn, Tiffani,” I moaned. “Hold up a minute. You gonna make me cum too quick.”
She doesn’t stop, instead she continued to slurp and suck on my pussy until it felt so good I wanted to cry. I was done. There’s nothing I can do but go along for the ride. Instead of fighting I pawned the back of her head and pushed into her face.
“You bet not drop me bitch,” I said before she flipped her tongue again. “Awwww shit, fuck,” I moaned.
Tiffani didn’t stop until all my cream spilled over her face. When she was done she placed me down on the bed. “In case you were wondering,” she pointed at the clock. “That took one minute and forty seconds. So don’t fuck with me when it comes to my head game.”
When my mind flashed on Hollywood’s wife for some reason I got horny again. Not because death turned me on but because I want to get it out my mind. “Lay down. I’m not done yet.”
She picked up the towel off the floor that she used to dry her dreads and tossed it on the chair. Folding her arms in front of me she said, “So you want me on the bed too? You haven’t had enough yet?”
“No, I’m not done.” She eased on the bed. I crawled on top of her and mounted her pussy. With my pussy still juicy I slid all over hers while kissing the side of her neck. She winded her waist and pulled me down closer making my clit feel like it was sliding over a little hump. Every time she did that motion my pussy tingled more.
“Move that shit, Crystal!” She said guiding my motions. “I’ma fuck the shit out of your pretty ass!”
“I see you talking shit.” I raised my head and kissed her lips. “You better keep moving that pussy though. This feeling way too good.”
“You already know what it is,” she said. “It ain’t like you don’t know how I get down.”
In the past I have been known to hold back on talking sexually to Tiffani when I’m fucking her in the bedroom. There was a reason though. One time I said one thing too many and we got into a fight after I said another woman’s name. But she seemed like she all in tonight so I might as well go with it.
“What you waiting on?” I asked. “Fuck me.”
Suddenly she pushed up into me while pulling me down harder. I could feel her clit getting stiffer. When I looked down her eyes were closed and the bed beneath us was wetter which meant at any moment she was about to cum.
“Now talk that shit, bitch.” I said, moving in circular motions.
“Just keep it right there, Crystal,” she begged. “Just, just don’t move.” She continued to guide my hips. “Just don’t go anywhere.” She paused. “Damn,” she said as she pulled me so hard she scratched the side of my meaty ass. “Fuck!” She said letting me go. “That was, so fucking good.”
I rolled off her and looked up at the ceiling. My breath quick and heavy. “Yeah, it was. I needed that too.”
She looked over at me. “Crystal…what’s on your mind?”
“Nothing.”
“That was back to back fucking.” She stared. “Since when have we gone there?”
“What you thought it was a game, Tiff?” I laughed. “You thought I was playing when I said I wanted to fuck all night?”
“Crystal, I enjoy making love to you but you been real weird lately.” She touched my hand. “And I wanna tell you something else too.”
I rolled on my side so that I could fully look at her. “What is it?”
“I don’t think I can be with you.” She flipped her wet dreads out of her face.
My eyes widened. “Why? I thought we were chilling just now. Fuck I do this time?”
She sat up. “I don’t trust you.”
“Why?” I paused. “Just because I got a lot—”
“That ain’t no excuse, Crystal. You can’t keep saying you got a lot on your mind and still cheat and shit.”
“Cheat?”
“I know ‘bout the girl Sunshine.”
I stood up, grabbed a few pieces of tissue out the dispenser, wiped myself and slipped into my tight jeans in case we had to fight. “What you talking about? I don’t even know who that is.”
“My friend saw you in VIP.” She paused, and cracked her knuckles. “So instead of fighting you it’s over.”
“So you would fuck me and then break up with me just like that?” I looked over at her. “People say I’m cold but you just took the cake.”
“You do shit like this all the time.” She said. “Plus I wanted you to remember how good it was.”
I walked up to the bed and sat down on the edge. Placing my face in my hands I said, “Please don’t do this right now. If ever you picked a wrong time now is it.”
She sat on the bed with her back against the headboard. “Wow,” she paused, wiping her dreads over her shoulder. “I thought you wouldn’t give a fuck anymore.”
“I do and I know shit been fucked up but with my sister leaving I can’t let you go too.” I took a deep breath and tried to think about why this was happening. Why my life was crumbling down. Tasha always said if I didn’t stop being so selfish I would lose everyone I loved. Now I was starting to believe she was right.
“Crystal, if you really want to be in a relationship with me you have to talk to me.” She paused. “Because I’m serious about walking away this time. I finally realize I can be by myself.”
I wiped my long hair out of my face and looked at her. I wanted to tell her about the robberies, the murder and everything else, but Tiff has a big mouth and might start telling everybody before I got a chance to correct the problem. “It’s about this nigga named Hollywood.”
“Wait,” she sat up and looked over at me. “You talking about the dude who came to your house earlier today?” She snapped her finger like she was trying to remember something else. “The one who looks like a drug dealer?”