by Tina J
“Who knows?” I said and stared down at my phone before it was ripped out my hand. I looked up and it was the same guy.
“You are rude as hell.”
“I know.”
“What do you even want with a woman who isn’t all that?” I put in air quotes and he ignored me. He did something to my phone and tossed it in my lap.
“Answer when I fucking call.”
“No thanks.” He snatched the door open and pulled me out.
“Really sis? You gonna let him do this to me.”
“I’m gonna let Kalila fill you in on who I am but let’s get one thing straight.” I rolled my eyes.
“That mouth is gonna get you in a world of trouble.” I hated that his aggressiveness had me wet as hell.
“I hate to be a bearer of bad news but my panties are showing because you have my dress up.” He looked down and licked his lips.
“Let that be the last time anyone see this.” He smacked me on the ass and hopped back in the truck.
“Answer the fucking phone when I call.” He rolled the window up and the truck sped off. I slammed the car door and locked it so he couldn’t re open it, if he decided to bring his ass back around. I turned to Kalila who was hysterical by now.
“Who the hell is that?”
“Girl, I need you to tell me how you got that nigga claiming you already. Did you fuck him in the truck?”
“What? Hell no!”
“Bitch, that’s Kruz.”
“Kruz who? Not the Kruz your sister just broke up with.” I knew Zahra was with him for a long time but as crazy as it may seem, she never brought him around us. I think Kalila and her mom only met him if he picked her up and even then, he waved from the car. The bitch definitely didn’t want anyone to see him and I can see why.
“Yup and trust me, she’s gonna be asking mad questions.”
“She can ask all she wants. You know damn well I’m not tryna deal with no one she has. She seems like the bitter ex who would get on someone’s nerves.”
“We’ll see what he says. And by the looks of things, I’d say he’s definitely gonna call so you better answer.” I gave her the finger and laid my head on the seat as she drove us home. Kruz is fine as shit, but I’m not tryna deal with Zahra or any other woman regarding him. He can keep those problems.
Kruz
“Bro. You never told me Kalila had another sister.” Jamaica and I were sitting in my office going over paperwork. The new deal required us to be on top of everything. We were doing shit most dealers only dreamed about.
“The only sister I know of is Zahra.”
“Not that bitch. I’m talking about Rhythm.” He smirked.
“What?”
“They’ve been best friends since kids. When you see her?” I thought about her little feisty ass the night at the club.
She’s definitely shorter than me and stood at five foot five. Her thighs are thick and she had a little junk in her trunk. Her chest wasn’t that big but suckable for sure. I could tell the long hair was hers by the way she kept swinging it without worrying if it would fall off. Let alone, I caught her head before she fell out the truck and didn’t feel any braids. She had a dimple on the left side of her cheek and the little make up she had on, did nothing to accentuate how pretty she was.
I got a kick outta her little ass too. She had no clue who I was, which made my interest in her grow. Most woman wanted me for two reasons. One... to say they had me. And two... for money and respect. People can call me cocky all they want but the truth is, every woman dealing with a kingpin wants to sit on top. They want women to envy them. It’s sad but it’s a fact.
“I met her a few times but I’m not sure you’re her type.” He laughed.
“Nigga what you saying? I’m every bitch type.”
“From the way Kalila described her, she’s quiet, goes to work and minds her business. She’s got a kid by the dude who works at the car lot. Both of them work at the motel we handle business at.”
“No shit!” We’ve murked quite a bit of people at that hotel. We always had someone clean up and make it like nothing ever went down. Shit, we reserved the room for a year in advance just to handle our shit. We have a warehouse too but sometimes we don’t feel like driving out there.
“Yea but shoot your shot.”
“I’ma stop by later.”
“Hold up. You got her address?” I shrugged my shoulders and went back to looking on my computer.
“Let me know how it goes.”
“I don’t have to. You’re coming with me.” He gave me the side eye.
“Stop acting like your ass ain’t missing her friend.”
“Whatever.”
“You don’t have to front for me. I know you love her.”
“I’m not sure it’s love.”
“Trust me; it’s love. Let’s go.” I shut my computer down and looked at the time. It was after eight. Shorty should still be at work.
“Where we going?”
“To the motel.”
“Motel?”
“Yup! Shorty working until 11.”
“Damn nigga. Let me find out you stalking.”
“Not stalking just checking on an investment.”
“Oh, she’s an investment now?”
“Shut yo ass up and come on.”
“How you know she working until 11?”
“Because as you were telling me our peoples was sending me her info.” I laughed as he shook his head.
On the drive over, Zahra was blowing my phone up. I’m sure it’s to question me about Rhythm. I saw her when I pulled shorty out the club. Her face was turned up and jealousy took over. I don’t know why when she’s never introduced the woman as her friend and we aren’t together. If she wanted to keep a nigga, her legs should’ve stayed closed.
“I’ll be right back.” Jamaica lit a blunt and closed his eyes. I knew he was battling with telling Kalila he loved her. He didn’t wanna make her his girl and mess up by cheating. I guess it don’t matter because he messed up anyway. Couple or not, a woman doesn’t wanna hear the guy she’s messing with making plans with another after they just fucked.
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“I’ll be right there.” I heard when I rung the bell.
The motel wasn’t bad looking and yes this is my first time inside. I never got my hands dirty so if a person lost their life here, I’d hear about it the following day. The only time I dealt with shit is when things spiraled outta control.
“Can I help you?” She sounded out of breath and came to the window in a pair of leggings and a sports bra. Sweat poured down the side of her face and in the middle of her chest.
“Yea. Come here.” She folded her arms across her chest and smirked. I pushed the door open before she could lock it and went straight to the back. Wasn’t shit back there but a small loveseat, TV, desk, computer and a bunch of keys. There was a treadmill off in the corner, which I’m assuming she just got off of.
“You are nosy and who said you could come in here?” I looked at her and shook my head.
“You leaving doors unlocked and I go wherever I feel like it.” Her hair was up in a ponytail with some strands sticking to her face. I moved them out the way and stared at her lips.
“Ummm. What can I do for you?” She put space in between us.
“I wanna take you out.”
“No thanks.” She walked ahead of me and her small ass jiggled in those tight ass pants.
“Why not?”
“Your ex is my best friends’ sister. Regardless if I like her or not, it’s not right.”
“Fuck her.”
“Ugh you did and now the chick is crazy.” She made both of us laugh.
“On some real shit, let me take you out. If the date is a disaster, you’ll never hear from me again.” I lifted her on the counter and she stared down at me.
“I don’t know Kruz.” I smiled listening to my name roll off her tongue.
“I’ll pick you
up Friday at eight. Dress nice.”
“I didn’t say yes.”
“You don’t have to.” I pulled her in closer and separated her lips. Once my tongue entered, lust took over and we went at it like lovers.
“Mmmm. Shit. What am I doing?” She pushed me off and hopped off the counter.
“You’re doing exactly what you want.”
“And that is?”
“Tryna see if this nigga is worth it.”
“But I...”
“You’ll find out soon enough and if I think you’re worth it, I’m about to take you on a whole nother level.”
“Kruz.” I pecked her lips, opened the door and walked out. I shouted for her to lock the door and I could see from the window she did.
“How’d it go?”
“Perfect. We got a date tomorrow.” He nodded and asked me to drop him off at home.
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Me: Hey ma, I know we had a date tonight but my plans changed. I got you tomorrow. I sent the message to Rhythm.
RNB: Its ok. I have plans too. I forgot about them.
Me: It better not be with no nigga.
RNB: And if it were, its nothing you can do. You’re not my man. She sent me a laughing emoji with the tongue handing out.
Me: Now that you’re my investment all bets are off with any other nigga.
RNB: Investment? Whatever. I have to get ready. TTYL
Me: Don’t play with me.
She didn’t respond and I was lowkey mad and I don’t even know why. She ain’t my girl, nor have I sampled the pussy. How in the hell am I feeling this chick already? Could it be I’m not tryna be alone?
I’ve been with Zahra so long, I’m not use to being by myself. Maybe I’ll take a step back and keep her as a friend from a distance. But what if another nigga steps in and takes her? Shit! I had so much going on in my head, I didn’t pay attention to this bitch pulled up behind me at my parents. I finally stopped by after avoiding my moms for a month and a half. Every time she asked me to stop by or call, I’d always say I was busy.
I knew where my mother stood when it came to raising a child under one roof. However; I’m not about to be unhappy tryna please her or Zahra. Do I still love Zahra? Of course, but she chose to cheat and that’s on her. I’m not denying my involvement in being unfaithful either, and I didn’t get my dick sucked as much as people may assume. Wrong is wrong and had she not volunteered me to do it, I wouldn’t have.
I stepped out my truck, locked it and walked in the house. I could see out my peripheral this bitch had tears coming down her face and I’m not in the mood. I’m sure she made herself cry to get sympathy. She won’t get it from me or my pops.
He and I were tight and he agreed that she needs to be outta my life. It’s one thing to dip out but another to have a condom left in you and try to fuck someone else.
“You couldn’t hold the door for me Kruz?” I heard and moved in the living room with my father. She was starting already and we’ve only been here thirty seconds.
“What up son?” I gave him a hug.
“Not much. I came to speak with ma, but it looks like I picked the wrong day.” Zahra sucked her teeth and strolled in the kitchen.
“Son, she’s been here almost everyday asking why you don’t want her and the other bullshit. When your mom tries to get me to speak to you, I walk away. Ain’t nobody got time for no ho’s. Bad enough a ho about to raise my grandchild.” I busted out laughing. He never bit his tongue.
“We don’t even know if it’s mine.”
WHAP! I felt a smack on the back of my head.
“Boy, she made a mistake.”
“Yea, a mistake that left a condom in her pussy. Yo, I’m out.” I rose to my feet and towered over my mom who had a shocked look on her face.
“Kruz Arturo Garcia, you wait right there.” I stopped at the screen door.
“What’s this about you messing with some chick she’s friends with?”
“First off, I don’t mess with no chick she’s friends with.” I had no idea what the hell Zahra told my mother.
“Rhythm, Kruz.” I smirked and walked up on her.
“You wanna know what’s funny.” I folded my arms across my chest in front of her.
“In the four years we’ve been together, I have never, ever heard you say this woman’s name and now all of a sudden, you friends with her?” She backed away.
“I just met her the night at the club and I can admit she intrigues the fuck outta me. But let me put you up on something real quick.” Zahra sucked her teeth.
“You tryna play this innocent role in front of my mother but you look stupid as fuck Zahra.”
“What?”
“You saw me walk out that night with two bitches I planned on fucking and didn’t say a word. Yet; you coming to me about Rhythm.” It wasn’t a damn thing she could say.
“Matter of fact, if I did pursue her or any other woman it’s not a damn thing you can say about it.”
“Kruz, really?”
“Really because you lost the privilege to question me on where I stick my dick.”
“Son.” My father finally spoke up. He knew just like my mom and Zahra, that I was about to go in.
“Nah pops. I’m tired of her tryna tell me who I can fuck, how I’m the one who made her cheat and whatever else she filling mom’s heads up with. Zahra, hear me and hear me clear.” I had my hand on the door because my anger was rising and I didn’t wanna do something and later regret it. Especially; if she is pregnant with my baby.
“Your sister is best friends with her and to my knowledge, you hate her and the relationship they have.” Her mouth dropped open.
“Yea, you of all people should know I do background checks on bitches I fuck with. Therefore; any and all information is told to me.”
“Kruz, are you serious?” My mom questioned.
“Dead serious. Zahra, you have one time to confront Rhythm about anything and I’ma fuck you up.”
“You don’t even know her.” I smirked because she had no idea.
“And neither do you. A woman being best friends with your sister doesn’t exactly qualify as the person you grew up with.” I shrugged my shoulders and stormed out the house.
“Girl, you better go after him.” I heard my mom yell and my father dug in her ass. I hit the alarm on my truck and opened the door.
“So that’s it Kruz? You leave me as a single mother and run to the next bitch with her legs opened?”
“Jealousy doesn’t become you. And you had no need to be jealous when we were together because it was and had always been about you.”
“I’m sorry Kruz. I just want us back together and…”
“Negative.” I sat in my truck.
“You’re already jealous over a woman who I haven’t even gone out on a date with yet.”
“A date? You’re tryna make her your woman?”
“Who knows where it will lead me but you better not interfere with her or any woman you may see me with.” I slammed my door in her face.
“As far as being a single mother, if that is my child you won’t be raising him or her alone but you will be single because I won’t be yo nigga. Don’t get the definition of single mother confused.” She rolled her eyes.
“Are you going to come with me to the doctors?” She wiped those fake ass tears.
“Text me the date and I’ll go. If you text me about other shit, I’ll block your ass.” I lit the blunt, blew the smoke and pulled off. I’m over this bitch.
Zahra
I watched my knight and shining armor pull off and broke down. Kruz’s love for me was gone and it tore me apart listening to him speak on other women, especially; Rhythm. She may not have been my friend but it’s a girl code. She knows I’ve been with him all these years and still had no problem pushing up on him.
Women throw themselves at Kruz so I know for a fact she did the same. I’m gonna make sure I do everything to make sure her or any other woma
n decides to mess with him. I’m not worried about him doing anything to me because I’m pregnant and his mom won’t allow it. Plus, I’ll be sneaky with it too.
I will be the bitter ex that people hate. The one to make a woman say, fuck this, all the drama ain’t worth it. I’m telling you now so if this ain’t a story you wanna keep reading, I suggest you stop because it’s about to be on.
“You ok honey?” Mrs. Garcia hugged me and I cried harder in her arms. Yes, I’m upset about him not wanting to be with me, but I’ma milk the shit outta her.
“How can he cheat on me and not give me another chance for one mistake?” She started walking with me to my car.
“Don’t you worry about a thing. We’re going to work together and get him back to loving you.” I turned and she smirked. I smiled and sat in my car.
“Are you sure?”
“Yup. Let’s start off with him going to the doctors with you. Did you tell him when the next appointment is?”
“No. Let me text him now.” I sent the message and told her I’d be by tomorrow. I stopped by everyday in hopes he’d show up and today was my lucky day.
I pulled off and headed to my mother’s house to start some shit. Say what you want but the drama shall start today.
The Rhythm bitch is supposed to move in and help with the bills. Allegedly, my mother had trouble paying the mortgage. I would help her but no one told her to take equity out to fix the house up. It’s been in our family for years and we were raised in it, however; it needed to be redone in which she did.
It definitely looks nice but my mom is an assistant manager at a nursing home. She doesn’t make that much money so why she thought it was ok to upgrade is beyond me. I could’ve offered for her to live with me but then she’d have to bring my lazy ass sister and I’m not tryna argue in my own crib everyday.
Kalila graduated over a month ago and instead of making her get a better job, my mother told her to relax for the summer. She worked at the motel but that ain’t no real job.
I didn’t agree because she had been discussing not being able to afford the mortgage for months now. Why wouldn’t she make her get a real job to help? It would definitely benefit the both of them. Now when I visit, this bitch will be there and so will Axel, who I love to death. I may hate his mother but he is my heart too. He can get whatever he wants from me.
