Ratchet Bitches 2

by Tiece

  “Sssss-ssss,” she bit down on her lip, eyes rolling back in her head. The faces that she was making only turned him on more. Her pussy was open and inviting as he continued to stroke her good.

  “Ahh, auhhh, mm-mmm,” she moaned with pleasure. “Shiiiit---iiit,” she whispered while enjoying the long slow strokes of Rocky’s dick.

  “Turn over,” he said, slapping her on the ass. He slid inside of her from the back. The juices were everlasting like a well that would never dry up. She buckled more than a few times as he applied nothing but pressure on her. Juices began to trickle down his nuts as it also splashed up against the lower part of his stomach. Nothing pleased him more than to make her squirt. The best feeling was when he could make her do it while hitting it from the back.

  Rocky began pumping in and out of her at rapid speeds then slowing it back down. This only caused her to squirt even more while moaning seductively, taking the dick like a champ. In no time, he was letting it rip inside of her.

  “Aaaaaaaaaah,” he whispered then kissed the small of her back with his soft lips. That only indicated that she’d given it her all and her all was definitely more than enough. No sooner than they could finish, ShaKita’s phone started ringing.

  Rocky looked at her. “That’s probably your ex, finally wanting to talk.”

  “Now would not be a good time.” ShaKita said as she leaned over to look at the caller ID. “Nope, it’s actually Kerry.”

  “You might wanna answer it then.” Rocky said, getting up to head inside the bathroom to clean up. ShaKita hesitated, but went ahead and answered the phone.

  “What’s up, Sis?”

  Kerry started telling her what had happened and ShaKita sat there with the phone to her ear, speechless. When Kerry finished all she could say was, “Okay. I’m on the way.” And with that, they ended their call.

  Fifteen minutes later, ShaKita was dressed and heading out the door. She didn’t know what to think after hearing that Rich had put his hands on her sister and she was now in the hospital. All she wanted to do was get there ASAP to make sure that she would be okay. Rocky had agreed to drive her there since she was too upset. They headed for the front door and when Rocky opened it to walk out, ShaKita screamed out.

  “What the hell?” Rocky said as they both stood there watching a piece of paper stuck on the front door with a butcher knife. It definitely frightened an already shaken ShaKita as she stood there with her hand over her mouth. The note read…

  I’m gonna show you who to play with, bitch!

  But, the note was nothing compared to the four flat tires that were clearly cut with the same knife that was stuck in the door.

  “Damn,” ShaKita said shaking her head. “Coco done lost her fucking mind. This bitch is psycho.”

  Chapter 13

  Lauren lay in the hospital bed resting peacefully. She was given a sedative to calm her nerves and to help her relax. Jamal had brought her in through the emergency entrance, frazzled and confused. She cried the entire time until they put her to sleep. Jamal sat in the chair beside the bed, rubbing on the back of her hand. He was thankful that he’d made it there in time to put a stop to Rich’s plan of really hurting her. He was also thankful that he’d put the smack down on his ass and beat him severely bloody. He was laid out on the living room floor where he left him at for the police to take him into custody.

  Jamal looked up as Mr. and Mrs. Ware entered the hospital room. “Hey,” he spoke. He stood up to shake Mr. Ware’s hand, and then hugged Mrs. Ware around the neck. This was the only time that she was happy to see him. He’d saved her daughter’s life and she owed him so much for that.

  “How she is?” She pondered, walking over and kissing her on the forehead. She looked the same, besides the bruises on her arm and the scars around her neck.

  “She’s okay,” he said.

  “What happened?” Mr. Ware asked as he stood there looking at Lauren and feeling bad for the situation that she’d gotten herself caught up in.

  “I don’t know what led up to him wanting to fight her this morning, but something told me to just go by the house instead of calling to see if we could meet up later. I honestly, just wanted to see my boy. I’ve missed him like crazy.”

  “I’m thankful that you did go over there,” Mrs. Ware responded.

  “I didn’t know that she’d gotten in a relationship with a man that was putting his hands on her.” Jamal said.

  Mr. Ware shook his head. “We had a feeling that something like this was going on, but we weren’t absolutely sure.”

  “I was,” Mrs. Ware cut in.

  “What I mean is that Lauren hadn’t confirmed it, but her actions had. Plus, Brandon had been acting really weird lately and didn’t want to leave her alone.”

  Jamal frowned with thoughts running a thousand miles per hour. “You mean to tell me that this man put his hands on her around my son?”

  “We believe so,” Mr. Ware said feeling bad that he hadn’t explained the whole situation to Jamal beforehand. “I was just hoping that you could get through to her in hopes that she’d finally leave him. Had I known it had gotten this bad, I would’ve gone over there with my gun.”

  Mrs. Ware shook her head. “I’m glad you didn’t.” She said, remembering how he’d gone after two of Bianca’s ex boyfriends with his gun on two separate incidents and actually shot one of them in the upper back. Of course, the police locked him up for it, but he was later released on self defense.

  “I probably would’ve killed this one.” Mr. Ware said.

  “You probably would’ve,” Jamal agreed. “When I walked up on the porch, the door swung open and Lauren dashed out of it. She almost ran me over.” He said with an angry shake of the head. “The look on her face was one that I pray to never see again.”

  “I can imagine,” Mrs. Ware responded.

  “She was so scared that she ran right past me and to a neighbor’s house. I don’t even think it dawned on her that it was me. I guess she was trying to get somewhere to call the police, but when I saw the evil look in his eyes my instincts kicked in. I tell you, I could’ve killed that man with my bare hands. He was already bleeding before I got to him so Lauren must’ve stood up for herself, but he would’ve hurt her had he gotten his hands on her. I know it. He just had that look.

  “Well, I’m glad that you got there just in time.” Mrs. Ware said. She hated that things had turned out like this, but she was thankful that it wasn’t worse. “I called Bianca and she and her husband are on the way. Brandon is to her house with Tessa. She’s keeping the kids for them.”

  “Okay, as long as he’s okay then I’m good.” Jamal said with a slight smile on his face.

  “Kerry is on the way over too, honey.” She said to Mr. Ware as he nodded his head.

  “Jamal, do you mind stepping out in the hall with me? I just want to talk to you for a moment.” Mr. Ware said.

  “No, I don’t mind.” Jamal responded. He stood up and kissed a resting Lauren on the cheek. It was clear that he loved her, but Mrs. Ware was still very unsure of their relationship.

  ****

  Meanwhile, Bianca and Tory were just getting out of their SUV and heading inside of the hospital. Bianca was definitely upset that things had turned out the way that they had. She hadn’t said hardly anything since they’d gotten the phone call. In the back of her mind, she was wishing she had used her switch blade on that ass before they left. Then he wouldn’t have been trying to show his ass on her later.

  “Are you okay?” Tory asked. He clearly knew that she was beyond pissed off about the situation.

  “Yeah, I’m good. I’m just glad that nothing worse happened to my sister. I should’ve made her come home with me last night, because I knew that Rich was dangerous. I could see it in the way he was looking when I’d gone over to pick her up. He and I got into a lil altercation, because he was trying to start with her then.”

  “Why didn’t you tell me about this?” Tory asked as they stepped into th
e elevator.

  “Because, I keep telling you baby that I can take care of myself.” She assured him then pressed the number five button as the elevator doors closed.

  “Yeah, you keep saying that,” Tory said with a slight smile on his face. His wife was certainly one to hold her own and he knew it. He just had to always remind her that she wasn’t in this relationship alone.

  Bianca angrily shook her head. “I’m just glad that they have his ass in custody. I heard that he was in a nearby hospital, but that he was being guarded by police. When he wakes up, they’ll be hauling his ass to jail.”

  “He’s probably already there unless he was beaten up pretty badly.”

  “I hope so,” Bianca said. “Then when they take his ass to jail, I hope they beat him some more.”

  “You’re so mean,” Tory said with a light chuckle but he knew exactly where she was coming from. “I’m glad that I’m on your good side.”

  “Heyyy,” someone called out. “Tory,” a light voice said causing Bianca and Tory to turn around to see who was calling him.

  Tory was stunned as he faced the doctor that had treated him for cancer. She was a pleasantly sweet woman to him and always had a soft spot for his situation. She was also very pretty, but he was much too sick back then to even try to pursue anything with her.

  “Doctor Thomas,” he said with a smile on his face. “How are you?”

  “I’m good,” she said with a lovely smile back. Her dark brown hair flowed down below her shoulders and her hypnotizing hazel eyes stared at him intensely. “The question is how are you doing?”

  “I’m good, never felt better.” He answered.

  “I’m glad to hear that,” she responded.

  Bianca cleared her throat, because apparently her presence had been forgotten about. “Aren’t you going to introduce me?” She asked with an unsure smirk on her face as she looked at Tory. The woman standing there sharing small talk with her husband seemed a bit too friendly. She didn’t care anything about her having on the white colored doctor’s jacket. She just wanted to know who the broad was that had a thing for her husband.

  “I’m sorry. I’m Evelyn Thomas. I once treated Tory.”

  “Treated Tory,” Bianca repeated as she looked from the Doctor over to her husband. “I’m his wife, Bianca and what did you actually treat him for?”

  Tory quickly spoke up. “Uh… Hey baby, it was nothing serious.” He said, cutting his eyes at the good doctor with a smile that kind of told her that he’d not revealed everything in his past to his new wife.

  She jumped right in to back him. “Yeah, it was nothing serious,” the doctor said. “He had a case of pneumonia, right?”

  “Yeah,” Tory agreed. “I just had to stay in the hospital for a few days and she treated me for it.”

  Bianca nodded her head, clearly not believing a word that either of them said. “So, how long ago was this?”

  “About a year ago,” Tory said.

  “I see,” Bianca responded.

  “Well, I work at this hospital now and,” she said looking down at her watch. “I’m on a lunch break so I should be going.”

  “Okay,” Tory responded. He was definitely ready for this conversation to be over with. “We need to be going as well.” Bianca just stood there checking out the pretty doctor. “Babe, your sister,” he said to remind her.

  “Oh yeah,” Bianca said. “Well, it was nice to meet you and I’m glad that you took care of my husband back then or no telling if we’d be standing here together now.”

  Doctor Thomas smiled. “Right,” she said with a pleasant smile. “It was nice meeting you Bianca and good to see you, Tory.”

  “Likewise,” Tory said as Doctor Thomas walked off. “Let’s go check on Lauren.”

  “Okay,” Bianca said, following her husband. He reached back for her hand as she grabbed it to walk beside him. Thoughts about the good ol’ doctor remained lodged in her head. Something wasn’t right about that encounter. She couldn’t quite put her finger on it, but either they’d messed around in the past or she’d treated him for something more than just pneumonia. Whatever it was, she was going to make sure that she found out. Hopefully, Tory wasn’t lying to her. Never in a million years, would she think that he’d be keeping secrets since he was always so upfront about everything.

  I hope this nigga ain’t got no kids by this woman or her sister or something. She thought. The way he looked at her wasn’t normal and the way she spoke to him wasn’t normal, either. Something is going on with them because a doctor with the title Oncologist on her white jacket shouldn’t be treating no man with pneumonia. I’ll definitely be checking that out when we leave here.

  ****

  Across town, ShaKita found herself in the parking lot at the police station. Seeing that Coco had showed up to Rocky’s house and did a little damage of her own had her feeling some type of way. She stared out of the window unsure if she should get out, but Rocky pressed her.

  “Look baby,” he said. I know that you don’t wanna go in there, but you have, too. First you have to file a police report anyway, because your car has been damaged and keyed.”

  “I know, but if I hadn’t lied then she wouldn’t have done that.”

  “The crazy woman stuck a butcher knife in my door which means that she followed us to the crib and knows where I live. That ain’t cool. You have gotta do something about that.” Rocky said.

  “But, must I take out a restraining order? I could just file the police report and keep it moving.”

  “You could and honestly that’s up to you. Maybe she’s just a woman scorned and now she feels better. I don’t know, but what I do know is that she’s certainly unpredictable in her feelings right about now. That can’t be good.”

  “I guess you’re right,” ShaKita said. As she stepped out of the car she could see a policeman escorting someone out of the backseat of his patrol car. She did a double take upon seeing Rich in handcuffs, looking fucked up. He had two black eyes, a broken nose, a very swollen lip and he was walking with a serious limp. “Daaaamn,” she said, causing Rocky to look in that direction as well.

  “Do you know him?”

  “Yeah, that’s the bastard that jumped on my sister.”

  “Damn, if she beat his ass like that then I don’t won’t no battles with you or your sisters,” he teased to lighten the situation.

  “Her baby daddy did that,” ShaKita informed him. “He should’ve murdered his ass.”

  “Well, he should’ve if he put his hands on her. I’ve never been one that believed in a man hitting a woman. There is nothing right about it. I don’t care how they look at it. I’m sure that I would’ve fucked his ass up to had I been there.”

  “Well, good thing you weren’t there. I wouldn’t want you in jail for his stupid ass.”

  Rich looked over at ShaKita and dropped his head as they carried his scummy ass in the back. He couldn’t even face her, knowing that he was dead wrong in what he’d done.

  “So, what are you going to do about Coco?”

  “I’m going to file a police report and take out a restraining order on her. You’re right, she is definitely crazy.” As they walked up to the counter so that ShaKita could handle her business, she looked back at Rocky. “Thank you for talking me into doing this.”

  “May I help you?” The woman behind the counter asked.

  “Yes, my name is ShaKita Ware and I’d like to file a police report and take out a restraining order on someone as well.”

  “Okay,” the woman said. She handed ShaKita the paperwork and then faced her computer. “What’s your name again?”

  “My name is ShaKita Ware and the person I’d like to take out a restraining order on is named LaCourtney Stealth.”

  The woman typed in the information and then looked over at ShaKita with an unsure look on her face. “Ma’am, we have a warrant out for your arrest.”

  ShaKita and Rocky frowned. “A warrant?” They said in unison.

&n
bsp; “What kind of warrant is out for me?” ShaKita curiously pondered.

  “You have battery and assault charges pressed against you by LaCourtney Stealth.”

  “Are you kidding me right now?” She asked.

  “No ma’am,” she said immediately calling over an officer. “We’re going to have to place you under arrest.”

  ShaKita looked over at Rocky in pure disbelief. “This can’t be happening.”

  “Don’t worry baby. You’ll be out in no time.” He said as the cop walked from behind the counter and placed handcuffs on ShaKita’s wrists.

  “Call my parents,” she said as they escorted her to the back of the jail. “The number is in my cell phone,” she called out.

  ****

  Back at the hospital, the family was sitting around passing time in the waiting area. The doctor’s had confirmed that Lauren would be able to go home and that she was going to be alright. They were happy to receive that news. However, they all knew that this would definitely affect Lauren in some kind of way, whether good or bad.

  Kerry looked over at her mom. She seemed worried, even though Lauren was fine. “You okay, mom?”

  “Yeah, I’m good.” She said. “I just wish that y’all girls would be more careful when getting in these relationships. If a man isn’t good to you then it’s okay to walk away.”

  “I feel you, mom.” Bianca said. “Glad, I met Tory. He’s good to me and our kids. Plus, we don’t keep any secrets from each other, do we babe?”

  Tory looked at her and smiled. He could see Mr. Ware watching him out of the corner of his eye. He cleared his throat. “Right baby,” he responded.

  Bianca smiled as she looked around the room at her family. Tory was starting to make her have doubts, but until proven guilty she would go along with what he’d said.

  “What is Justin doing here?” Kerry asked with a frown on her face as she saw him standing out in the hallway looking lost. “Did somebody call him? I know he didn’t bring the kids up here.”

  “I didn’t call him,” Bianca said. “Plus, I don’t see the kids.”

  Kerry looked over at her mother. “Don’t look at me. You know I didn’t call him.” Mrs. Ware said.