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

by Shvonne Latrice

  I trailed my lips from her shoulder to the side of her neck, eventually landing on her ear. Her small hands were gripping my biceps as I hugged her body as if I never wanted to let it go. Sucking on her ear, I let my tongue go in and then brought my lips to the front of her neck and eventually her collarbone. I kept away from her lips, because for some reason I wanted to save those.

  “Let me go,” she finally said, slightly nudging me.

  I did as she asked, but not right away, because I didn’t want to. I kissed her cheek and then got up to go around the table to look into her face again. We continued to talk about all kinds of shit like nothing had just happened, before we realized it was starting to get dark.

  “Wanna get some food?”

  “It’s already getting dark, Teflon. Brevin has probably been calling us both.”

  “Let’s just get some food and then we can head home.”

  “Fine.” She gave me a closed mouth smile.

  16

  Tatiana

  “I’ll drive you,” Teflon held his hand out for my car keys as we trucked it through the park. I didn’t like niggas driving my car, but right now I didn’t mind. And I could tell that at the moment, I didn’t have an option. Digging into my purse, I retrieved my keys and placed them into the palm of his hand.

  We drove to this place named Momocho, which was a Mexican food restaurant. I told him that was what I was in the mood for and he claimed this place was the business as he put it. I was starving right now and didn’t really care where we went as long as I could get some taquitos and he claimed they had the best ones.

  After parking my car, he got out and jogged around to open the door for me and help me out. I glanced around a bit to see if anybody I knew was hanging around, but I noticed nothing. And Brevin knew a gang of niggas that I didn’t, so it may very well be someone out here willing to snitch, I just didn’t recognize them.

  “Chill out, you good,” Teflon said, closing the car door behind me.

  “I am chill, you chill.” I smirked. I was getting more comfortable with him than I was before and I liked that. Despite his rugged exterior and brash demeanor, he was pretty cool, laid back, and chill.

  The restaurant had a nice amount of people, but it wasn’t as crowded as it would be if it were the weekend. We were seated almost immediately, and although I knew what I wanted, I scanned over the menu for a few minutes before closing it.

  “Have you decided already, baby girl?” I loved that he called me that, but I would continue to pretend to despise any pet name he assigned to me.

  “Yes, I want the taquitos remember?”

  “Oh yeah.” He chuckled. “I think I’m gonna get that too.” He closed the menu and then clasped his hands together. When he did that, his muscles bulged and I got a little throb down below.

  “Why did your girlfriend break up with you?” I asked, just as a waitress approached our table. We gave her our food and beverage orders and then stayed silent until she walked away. As soon as she left though I turned my attention right back to Teflon, making his alluring smile appear.

  “How the fuck you know she was the one to break up with me?”

  “Well for one I can tell because of how hard you’re grinning, and secondly I doubt she would do something to jeopardize a relationship with you.”

  “I wasn’t the most faithful nigga.” My smile faded, because I’d come back to reality and realized the whole fairytale I’d drawn up in my head was never gonna come true with a nigga like Teflon. “And so she decided it would be best to end things.”

  “Did you beg?”

  “Not this time no, because I felt like it was best for us to be apart for now.” For now, I repeated in my head.

  “Oh so once you get yourself together you’re going back to get her?”

  The waitress came to set our drinks down and once she sauntered off he said, “No. I’m hoping to get into something else here in Cleveland.” His gaze was intense and locked on me, causing goosebumps to appear all over my arms.

  “Well good luck,” I half smiled.

  After talking for about thirty more minutes, our food arrived and we scarfed it down. I even ate some of his, which he didn’t seem to mind at all. After our dinner, we went to Mitchell’s for some ice cream and by that time, it was completely dark outside.

  “I’m gonna turn my phone on now.” I smiled as he drove us home, before holding down the power button on my iPhone.

  “Turn mine on too.” He removed it from his pocket and placed it in my lap.

  Staring down at his iPhone turned off, I finally picked it up and powered it on like he’d requested. My heart rate sped up as I waited for the screen to light up. Mine was buzzing and chiming away in my lap, but I was focused on Teflon’s. Finally, his was awake and a plethora of texts and missed calls came in from Merce, Brevin, his ex Kayla, unknown numbers, and about three other females that I was sure he’d smashed while in a relationship.

  “Here you go.” I placed the phone into the cup holder and then picked mine up. I could feel him looking at me, but I kept my attention on my phone.

  Jadynn: Breakfast tomorrow? I have to talk to you.

  Me: Okay.

  Cecily: Don’t forget about your nail appointment!

  Me: I haven’t forgotten, goodnight.

  Brevin: Where the fuck are you? You got me fucked up on everything I love Tatiana!!!! You better hope I’m sleep when you walk through this door!

  I swallowed the lump in my throat after reading Brevin’s text. I was scared out of my mind because I knew he wasn’t playing and I was sure that his ass was twisted. My breathing became heavy as Teflon pulled up to the curb in front of Brevin’s and my mansion. He shut the engine off and then touched my exposed thigh again.

  “Stop!” I smacked his hand away, prompting a confused expression to cover his face.

  “What did that nigga say?”

  “Nothing. I will go in and you come in after me. Remember to wait ten minutes!” I spat and then hopped out of the car, not caring about what the fuck he had to say and not caring that he had my car keys. I was too on edge to think clearly.

  I entered the house slowly and then made my way upstairs to the bedroom I shared with Brevin. I prayed that the text he’d sent was from a while ago, because I didn’t want to get into it with his crazy ass. When I opened the bedroom door, I let out a sigh of relief when I saw the room was empty. He was probably with another bitch, but right now I was happy about that.

  I went into the bathroom and undressed for a hot shower, and once I was clean, I brushed my teeth, and put on a nightshirt. I then covered myself in body butter, and braided up my hair, before walking out into the bedroom. My stomach dropped when I spotted Brevin standing there with his fists balled up.

  “Where the fuck have you been all day?”

  “At work, Brevin—“

  WHAM!

  He slapped me so hard that I fell onto the nearby chair and hit my forehead.

  “You couldn’t answer your fucking phone all day? And you expect me to believe you were working? Since when do you ignore me Tatiana?” he spoke, spit was flying everywhere as he slapped me and pulled on my hair. “Get up!” he barked and I stood up from the floor, while trying to dab at the blood that was coming from my nose.

  “Brevin stop! I forgot to charge my phone and it died while—“

  WHAM!

  This time he punched me and I flew into the wall. He yanked me up by neck with one hand and then reached under my nightshirt with his other hand to rip my panties. I tried pushing and scratching, but I was no match for him whatsoever. He pushed his sweats and boxers down just enough to release himself and then rammed into me forcefully. He continued fucking me roughly up against the wall as he squeezed my neck tightly. I could smell the other bitch’s perfume on him as he continued to have his way with me.

  Suddenly the door burst open and Brevin was shoved to the side and punched so ferociously that I felt his blood splatter on my neck.
I dropped to the floor as Teflon whooped Brevin’s ass right in front of me. He punched and punched, and the more he ravaged Brevin, the more blood I saw.

  “Tef! Man calm down before you kill the nigga!” Merce came in and pulled Teflon off Brevin.

  “Fuck out of my house!” Brevin hollered as he hopped to his feet and stumbled back a little bit, fixing his pants. “When I come back be gone!” he shouted. Teflon tried to charge him again, but Merce and eventually Groove had to stop him. Brevin just rushed out and then Groove looked down at me in horror.

  I felt liquid between my legs and began to panic as I witnessed a pool of blood forming from my center.

  “No!” I cried and screamed as Groove helped me up from the floor. “My baby!”

  “Call 911!” Teflon hollered as he assisted Groove in helping me up. He eventually picked me up bridal style.

  “Nigga you’re getting blood all over you!” Groove hollered as Merce spoke with the 911 agent.

  “I don’t give a fuck! Tell them niggas to hurry the fuck up, Merce!” Teflon screamed so loudly that I felt the vibration coming from his chest.

  I buried my face into him as I sobbed uncontrollably, and I felt his lips against my forehead. Just as the sounds of sirens were heard and Teflon was carrying me down the stairs, I passed out.

  * * *

  I opened my eyes and blinked a few times. I heard the beeping of hospital machines, so I knew where I was. The memory of what happened to me flooded my mind immediately, causing tears to well up in my eyes. I heard movement to my left and knew it was Brevin’s crazy ass. Turning my attention to him, I was surprised to see it was Teflon. Why was he here? Brevin was supposed to be here.

  Teflon saw that I was awake, so he stood up, adjusting himself in his gray sweats. His tattooed and muscular chest, abs, and arms looked so good under his wife beater. He was so damn sexy that it was a shame. After slipping his socked feet into his Nike slide ins, he made his way closer to the bed.

  “How are you feeling?”

  My stomach felt weird so I asked, “The baby, is it—“ I was cut off when he shook his head ‘no’. His thumb brushed against my cheek as I closed my eyes to hold back some of my tears. I couldn’t help it though so I eventually broke down. I didn’t even know why I’d asked. I could never forget delivering my dead baby.

  “Baby girl don’t—” He sucked his teeth and then leaned down to wrap me in his strong arms. “Relax, baby.”

  “Where is he?” I sobbed, resisting the hug he was attempting to give to me. I could see the disappointment in his face at the fact that I was asking for Brevin. It wasn’t that I missed him, it was that he should want to be here knowing I miscarried yet again.

  “After he stormed out he hasn’t been back, but Merce is trying to find him,” he finally answered, pursing his lips together. He pulled me back into his chest and every time I inhaled sharply while sobbing, I smelled his cologne. I loved that it wasn’t too much, just the right amount of sexy.

  He held me tightly until my crying ceased and I fell back asleep. Brevin was supposed to be here.

  17

  Brevin

  The next morning…

  I woke up feeling terrible as hell. Not really because of what happened the night before, but because I drank myself into oblivion and my head was pounding. I was starting to feel like I was developing a bit of a problem because I could barely make it through the day without polishing a bottle off.

  I placed both of my hands on my face, massaging my eyes, hoping to ease the tension I felt at the bridge of my nose. Once the pain started to subside a little, last night’s events invaded my mind. All I remembered was manhandling Tatiana and then getting fucked up by that nigga Teflon. I was already drunk off my ass and I’d done a line or two as well, so half of the shit I did was a blur. Suddenly visions of a crying and screaming Tatiana entered my mind, making me sit up.

  Believe it or not I loved that girl, but she pissed me off constantly with her bullshit. She needed to know her place as the woman of a kingpin and realize there was shit she couldn’t do and shit I could. I could stay out all night and I could entertain the opposite sex, but she couldn’t. I still didn’t even know where the hell she’d been all day and when I asked my staff around the house, they said she’d left alone.

  Funny enough that nigga Teflon was missing in action around the same time as her, but I knew deep down she would never fuck with a nigga like him. Tatiana tried to play the good girl role, but she was into niggas with fat pockets. And although Teflon wasn’t broke by any means, he wasn’t getting the type of bread that I was, therefore he couldn’t bag the type of bitches I could.

  “You’re finally up. Are you hungry?” This girl named Amanda walked into the bedroom. I’d been fucking Amanda off and on for a minute now, so when I rushed out last night I came straight here.

  “Yeah what you got?” I sat up and swung my feet off the side of the bed.

  “I made pancakes, eggs, sausage, and I cut up some fruit. I will bring it to you,” she replied and I nodded as I stared down at her carpet.

  Grabbing my phone from the dresser, I saw I had some texts from Groove, Merce, and Mack. I expected one from that bitch ass nigga Teflon, apologizing to me at the least, but there was nothing of the sort.

  Groove: Nigga where are you? The baby was stillborn.

  My chest tightened as I read what Groove texted to me. This would be the second baby that we lost and despite how I came off that shit hurt like hell. I had plans for that kid and Tatiana and I had even chosen a name. I blamed myself and at this point, I was too ashamed to face Tatiana and anyone else that was in the house last night.

  “Here.” Amanda walked in with a tray of food and slid it into my lap. “Why so glum, baby?”

  “Yo, back up. I don’t like people that close to me while I’m eating and shit, Mandy.”

  “Sorry.” She scooted over some. “But why are you looking so depressed?”

  “My fiancée lost the baby,” I mumbled damn near, as I shoved some pancakes into my mouth. I didn’t even have an appetite anymore.

  “Again?” She sucked her teeth as if it were Tatiana’s fault.

  “Fuck you sucking your teeth for?”

  “Calm down, Brevin, I’m just surprised that she lost this one when she was so far along. You usually don’t lose it that late. But don’t get mad at me baby, I’m on your side. You know I want whatever makes you happy.”

  “Show me,” I said placing the tray of food to the side. Maybe some of her A1 head game would help me get my mind off losing my kid.

  Amanda happily dropped to her knees and removed my dick from my boxers. As soon as she started sucking the tip, I got even harder than I was before. Amanda didn’t have the best body, because she was hella skinny, but I wasn’t tripping. Shit, Tatiana barely had any titties, so I wasn’t gonna complain about Amanda, who funny enough had some knockers.

  “Damn,” I mumbled as my head bumped the back of her throat while she snaked her tongue around my shaft. This bitch had a degree in dick sucking. “Shit!” I grumbled when I looked to see Mack was calling me. “What’s good?”

  “Where you at, Brev?”

  “I’m busy— Aye, I’m at Amanda’s. I need you to drop by my house and get me some clothes and shit. Get me a lot of stuff.”

  “Nigga, I don’t know what you want me to bring and who the hell is Amanda?”

  “Some girl— fuck baby, just like that.” I looked down at her slurping my dick up like she had something to prove. Shit, prove it baby. Prove it.

  “Nigga, what the hell are you doing over there?” Mack barked.

  “Chill man. Look, just bring me some boxers, sweats, a t-shirt, my chains, and my watch. Oh and get my soap and toothbrush. I will shop for some more shit later. Fuck shorty… damn.”

  “Gloria is with me, is that cool?”

  “Yeah.” I hung up and then used that hand to guide Amanda’s head up and down my dick. A few minutes later, I was spilling into he
r mouth and feeling one hundred times better.

  “Better?” she licked her lips and stood to her feet.

  I just nodded in response and grabbed the tray of food to polish it off since I was feeling a little famished now.

  About forty-five minutes later, Mack and Gloria showed up with the shit I asked for. I took a shower, brushed my teeth, and then got dressed in what he’d brought from my house. When I was done, I entered the living room where the three of them sat in silence.

  “Why you ain’t going home?” Mack quizzed with a confused expression, glancing from Amanda to me.

  “Some shit popped off with Tatiana and that new nigga I hired, Teflon.” I plopped down onto the couch.

  “What he do?”

  “Tatiana and I were talking and he came in trying to save her ass, hitting me and shit. I fired his bitch ass so I hope he has luck finding work in my city.”

  “Well we have a couple meetings to hit up and shit Brevin, so let’s go.”

  “Nah I’m not really in the mood right now, Mack. You can go meet with everybody and tell them I’m on a little break right now.”

  “Why nigga th—“

  “Come outside.” I cut him off and rose to my feet.

  Once we got in the backyard, I closed the door behind his stupid ass. “Tatiana lost the baby and I’m not in the mood to deal with any damn body. I just wanna relax and get that shit off of my mind for a few days.”

  “Where is she?”

  “The hospital I’m sure.”

  “Damn, wanna go see her—“

  “Nah I don’t. This happened before so she doesn’t really need my support like that. She knows what the hell to do. For now, I’m just gonna lay low here.”

  “Brev man, I don’t think that’s a—“

  “Did I ask you what you thought was a good idea, nigga?” I stepped closer to him.

  Sometimes Mack got out of line and forgot who the fuck was in charge. I didn’t need him telling me how to handle my situation, especially one that I’d experienced before. I wasn’t in the mood to see Tatiana act all sad and shit, moping around the fucking house like she needed to be on suicide watch. And what about me? It was my kid too. I just needed some time away from all that shit.