I Got Your Back- Teflon & Tatiana’s Love Story

by Shvonne Latrice

  I Got Your Back: Teflon & Tatiana’s Love Story

  Shvonne Latrice

  About the Author

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  Contents

  1. Tatiana Drew

  2. Brevin Williamson

  3. Tre’Wayne “Teflon” German

  4. Tatiana

  5. Jadynn Davidsen

  6. Teflon

  7. Calvin “Merce” Capers

  8. Tatiana

  9. Teflon

  10. Tatiana

  11. Teflon

  12. Jadynn

  13. Merce

  14. Tatiana

  15. Teflon

  16. Tatiana

  17. Brevin

  18. Jadynn

  19. Teflon

  20. Tatiana

  21. Brevin

  22. Merce

  23. Teflon

  24. Tatiana

  25. Teflon

  26. Tatiana

  27. Jadynn

  28. Merce

  29. Tatiana

  30. Teflon

  31. Jadynn

  32. Merce

  33. Tatiana

  34. Teflon

  35. Tatiana

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  1

  Tatiana Drew

  “Guess who’s in the house ladies? Breviinnnnn!” the club’s deejay shouted loudly as hell as Brevin and I were escorted up into the VIP section.

  “Why does he have to announce you to the women only, Brevin?” I whispered into my boyfriend’s ear as we sat down on the velvet plush couches. I didn’t know why I hadn’t become used to this shit by now.

  “Chill Tati, damn,” he scoffed and shook his head as if I were beyond annoying to him.

  Blowing out hot air, I leaned back and closed my eyes while rubbing my stomach. I was currently four months pregnant, but for some reason I felt fat and sick all the damn time. My stomach wasn’t even bulging really, but I ate like a horse and felt like a cow. It was quite obvious that something was going on in my midsection though because of my small stature.

  “You need a drink, boo?” Some waitress walked into the VIP area holding a big ass bottle of Grey Goose, while smiling down at Brevin.

  “Of course.” He nodded, biting his lip and eyeing her body.

  Brevin and I had been together for three years now and at first, it was perfect. So perfect that I gave him, my virginity that I’d been saving for twenty-two years. I thought I’d found the ideal fairytale relationship, but after only a year, that feeling had completely vanished.

  Brevin ran Cleveland, by moving weight throughout Ohio. Because of that, he made a lot of money too and with money came women, power, and anything else that could be bought. I knew he was cheating on me, but I didn’t have much proof these days; it was just a feeling, which was strong as hell. It was all my intuition I guess you could say. He stayed out all night, he never let me see his phone, and there have been multiple occasions where a bitch has run up on us going ape shit. Of course, he pretended like she was some random groupie every damn time.

  Contrary to popular belief, women don’t just act out for no reason at all. They’ve gotten attention somewhere at some point. It may have been months ago, even years, but no woman goes insane based off simple eye contact; that’s more of a man thing.

  I wanted to leave Brevin and had planned to but that was before I found out I was pregnant again; I lost our first child. When I told Brevin, he promised he would be different and that we wouldn’t have any more problems, but I wasn’t so sure about that anymore. Because here I was almost five months pregnant, and he was eye fucking the VIP hostess in my face. To say I was miserable in my relationship would be an understatement.

  “Can I have some apple juice please,” I said, snapping her from the staring contest she was having with Brevin.

  “Sure.” She turned on her heels and switched, as he watched, not even caring that I was right here next to him.

  “I don’t even want to be here anymore.” I shook my head and looked off.

  “Why?” he frowned.

  “I saw you looking at her, Brevin! I swear I’m so tired of this shit. You promised things would be different but it’s still looking the same!” My eyes began to water. These damn hormones had me acting a fool.

  “Tati, baby I was just looking. I love you baby, but that doesn’t mean I’m blind now. She’s an attractive woman, but she ain’t you. You and the baby are all I care about, not these hood rats.” He lightly kissed the area next to my nose, stopping a tear that was on its way down. “Aight?”

  “Yeah,” I whispered, not believing a word he’d said, but angry that my heart didn’t yearn for him any less.

  I bobbed my head to the music as I watched Brevin’s best friend Mack walk up into the VIP area with his girlfriend Gloria. Brevin and Mack had attempted to make us become friends but it just didn’t work out because we were nothing alike. She was a stripper who liked to do dirty shit on the low and behind her man’s back, while I was just trying to live normally; well as normal as I could being in a relationship with a big time drug dealer like Brevin Williamson.

  “Hey,” she waved and threw her long weave behind her shoulder. “When is the baby due?” she sat down next to me, slapping me in the face with whatever perfume she was wearing.

  “September.” I smiled.

  “What’s good, Tati?” Mack leaned down to hug me, before sitting back down next to Brevin. They began whispering and laughing about something, and I knew it meant that they had plans to be up to no good.

  “Them niggas make me sick.” Gloria sucked her teeth.

  “Why do you say that?”

  “Come on Tatiana, you know what they’re whispering about. They’re figuring out how to ditch us so they can go lay up with some bitches.”

  I was going to respond but I decided not to because I had nothing to say. Well I had plenty to say but I didn’t want to let it out. I agreed with Gloria, but I didn’t want to give her the satisfaction of being right about my man. Also I didn’t want to believe what I already knew to be true.

  However, sitting here thinking was making me sick to my stomach, and I didn’t want to be in this atmosphere anymore. Lately anything that had to do with Brevin and his kingpin lifestyle disgusted me.

  “Brev, I’m gonna go home.” I stood to my feet and smoothed my dress down. He stared up at me as I tousled my short curly hair from one side to the other.

  “Baby why? Shit is just getting started?” I could see a
frown forming on his handsome face.

  “The baby and I just don’t feel good.”

  He chuckled and rose to his feet, towering over me. Brevin stood at about 6’3, had smooth light skin, curly hair, and a perfectly trimmed goatee. He was a beautiful man to say the least, with smarts, money, and the city of Cleveland in his hands. That’s how everyone from the outside looking in saw him, but I knew the real Brevin. He was insecure, a cheater, a liar, controlling, and he could get abusive if things didn’t go his way. It may sound cliché, but I was with him because of the baby and only because of the baby. As I said earlier, my bags were packed when I found out I was pregnant. Love was barely enough anymore.

  “Sit yo’ ass down, Tati,” he gritted in my ear, gripping my small bicep in his huge hand.

  “Brevin—“

  “You wanna make a fucking scene in here shorty? Huh? I already let you slide earlier but if you keep it up I can embarrass you.”

  Blinking away the tears in my eyes, I slowly slid my arm from his grasp and sat my ass back down. Gloria had her eyebrows raised so high they were damn near touching her hairline. Brevin straightened his Gucci suit just as a few women came into the VIP dancing to “Worst Behavior” by Drake. I just sat there, in a trance, wondering how my life had come to this, and before I knew it, it was time to leave. Thank you, Jesus.

  Brevin’s driver dropped us off at our home in Ohio City, and I was just hoping to take a bath and go to bed. I was exhausted, mentally and didn’t feel like talking, touching, or anything. I wanted to be alone honestly.

  “I’m sorry about earlier.” Brevin plopped down onto the bed as I began to remove my dress. I just stared in the mirror, ignoring him. He was about to give the same speech he always gave when he got rough with me. “I just don’t like when you don’t do what I tell you, Tatiana. I love you and I wanna be better, but you make it hard for me to do so.”

  Once I was undressed, I grabbed my robe and walked towards the bathroom in our room. Before I could make it past him good, he grabbed me and laid me down on the bed. Pulling my robe open, he looked over my body before kissing on my neck sloppily. His lips felt disgusting, not warm, sensual, and soft like usual.

  “Brevin, stop,” I whispered as he dropped his head between my legs, kissing my lower lips through my panties.

  “Relax, Tati.”

  I blew out hot air as he tugged my panties down my legs. They barely made it off before he was sucking on my clit and massaging my legs. Tucking my bottom lip into my mouth, I pressed my head back into the bed and gripped the sheets in my hands. Brevin’s sex game was undeniably perfect. I didn’t know which was better, his dick or his mouth.

  “Brevin, baby,” I whimpered as I massaged his soft curly hair.

  My body quivered and jerked lightly as he let his tongue run amuck all over my clit. My body released and he lapped up all of my juices as if he were thirsty for it this whole time. Removing his head from between my legs, he licked his sexy lips and then smiled at me as I struggled to catch my breath.

  “We cool?” he raised a brow and I just nodded. He walked to the bathroom, brushed his teeth, and then grabbed his ringing phone from the dresser. “I will be back in a little bit. Some shit went down,” he lied. I knew him.

  “Like what?”

  “Trap got robbed.” He shrugged one shoulder.

  “Shouldn’t you have people under you that can handle that, Brevin?”

  I was asking something I already knew the answer to. I wasn’t that girlfriend who was completely oblivious to what her man did. I’d eavesdropped on more conversations than I could count. I knew everything about his empire… he just didn’t know that.

  “Remember your place, Tatiana. When I need your help, you will know. Don’t wait up.” He gripped the doorknob and left before I could respond.

  I refused to believe this was as far as my life would go.

  2

  Brevin Williamson

  As soon as I climbed in my Wraith, I lit a blunt and took a big ass pull. Tonight I just wanted to have fun, but Tatiana always had to ruin some shit. All I wanted to do was party with my people, but she had to get upset because I was looking at other women.

  I ain’t fucking blind and to be honest she knows the damn deal. I’m a muthafucking kingpin, how can she expect me to be with her and only her when women were everywhere? I can’t do shit without a bitch trying to suck me up or let me fuck. She needs to be mad at these bitches, not me, because it’s not like I go out looking. I haven’t had to work for pussy in years and I liked it that way.

  As I got high as a muthafucka in my driveway, my phone began ringing again. I looked down at it to see it was my boy Mack, prompting a smile to spread across my face. I knew he had some bitches because in a way that was his job. When I couldn’t scope because of Tatiana, he knew he had to do it for me. And it ain’t like he didn’t get to test the pussy too. I always threw him the hoes I didn’t want, or the ones I’d already fucked. A nigga like Mack who was never able to get bitches back in the day didn’t mind getting thrown scraps. I was even fucking his main bitch Gloria, and he wasn’t gonna do shit about it. He knew the game and he knew I reigned supreme out here. Stepping to me about busting down his bitch would get his head blown open, best friend or not.

  “What’s good, patna?” I smiled before taking another pull. I caught a glimpse of my reflection in my side mirror making me grin. I was a handsome ass nigga and every chick in Ohio knew that.

  “Aye, come through. We at Groove’s crib and he got all the girls there.”

  “I thought we were supposed to chill at your crib?” I frowned, blowing out smoke.

  “We were, but Gloria is at the house and I don’t wanna hear her mouth.”

  His response made me suck my teeth because that hoe had her nerve. I was beating that pussy up almost as much as Tatiana’s and she had the nerve to be clocking how many bitches Mack fucked. And he was just as dumb for letting her do so. Ain’t no way I’d be claiming a girl getting fucked by my homie. I wish a nigga of mine would step to Tatiana; he’d get bludgeoned in a hot second.

  “Hoe got her nerve bro. You need to stop acting like a bitch. You pay the bills up in that muthafucka. Move the party to your crib; I ain’t driving all the way to Saint Clair.”

  “Man aight.”

  We disconnected and I finished off my blunt before speeding to Mack’s home. I’d obviously gotten there before him, because I didn’t see his car in the driveway, so I just rang the doorbell. Gloria answered, smiling widely than a muthafucka as I pushed her backward lightly. We made our way to the bathroom, and as soon as I closed the door, she was on her knees.

  “Hurry up because some people are coming,” I bit down on my lip as she unbuckled my slacks.

  She had my dick out in no time and was slobbering all over my shit. I hit the back of my head on the door as she continued to move her lethal ass mouth up and down my shaft. Palming the back of her head, I made her move faster as I humped her face. She only gagged a little bit, but that shit had me ready to nut immediately. Gloria’s head game was one to be reckoned with, and I was surprised she wasn’t out here charging for it. Maybe she was, but she wasn’t ringing me up for a got damn thing.

  “Shit, Gloria, fuck!” I groaned, fucking her face feverishly. “Ahhhh! Shit!” I called out in a high-pitched voice as I spilled my seeds down her throat.

  She swallowed it up and flashed her pretty smile, just as we heard a bunch of rowdy niggas coming into the house.

  “I don’t even suck his dick like that.” She pointed, referring to Mack.

  “Too bad for him.” I shrugged, fixing myself.

  “You’re always fucking me and I’m always fucking you, so why don’t we just be together, Brevin? You obviously don’t love Tatiana and I damn sure don’t love Mack. I’m only with him because I get to see you and he pays my way.”

  “I do love Tatiana. It’s just she’s pregnant right now and the last time she miscarried it was shortly after we had
sex.”

  “Well hopefully I will have your baby and not her,” she mumbled.

  “Fuck is that supposed to mean?” I grimaced. Her angry expression immediately softened upon seeing mine.

  “Nothing Brevin, I just—“

  WHAM!

  I backhanded her ass so hard she spun like a ballerina and fell backwards into the bathtub. Her nose was busted, and I really didn’t give a fuck. Her hoping Tatiana lost the baby had hit a fucking nerve. I may not have been a sympathetic nigga, but I wanted my kid.

  “Watch yo’ mouth. And from now on this shit is done.”

  I left out of the bathroom not caring who saw her sitting in the bathtub with a fucked up nose. When I got into the living room, my homies Mook, Tone, and Groove were sitting on the couch as Mack popped open some bottles. Mack was looking at me uncomfortably, and I knew it was about his bitch. He knew not to make a peep about the shit though.

  As I sat down, the doorbell rang so Mook got up to answer it. About eight fine ass bitches walked in smiling and saying hi. I didn’t know who I wanted, but all my homies knew I got first pick. I didn’t mind if they fucked after though.

  Groove was the only one I would allow to pick his own bitch, but he rarely dabbled since he was trying to be faithful to his sexy ass baby mama. I’d fuck that in a minute.

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