by Mz. Lady P
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"Suck that dick just like that!" Eboe said as Qua was up on all fours giving him some dome. I was standing in the doorway watching the whole scene unfold before me. They were so into it that they were oblivious to my presence. “Turn that ass around,” he said as he slapped her on the ass cheeks. She did as he said and that's when she noticed me.
"Oh, shit, Khalil!" she screamed out and they both started to scramble and cover up.
"Oh, no. Don't stop on my account. Keep fucking that dry pussy bitch. Damn, Eboe, I literally caught you with your pants down." This nigga was sweating like a fucking pig and the stupid bitch Qua was crying so bad.
"Shut the fuck up. Your tramp ass wasn't crying when you was helping this nigga rob me. What type of fucking mother are you? Stupid bitch. Don't you know robbing me was like taking from Liyah?"
"I'm sorry, Khalil, please don't do this."
"Fuck all this K’Money. If you came here to kill us, pull the trigger. I'm sick of listening to you and this weak ass bitch." I laughed a little because he had given me the craziest idea.
"Naw, I'm on papers my nigga. I can't be catching bodies and shit. Here, blow that nigga brains out." I pulled a gun from my waist and handed it to Qua. I still had my nine aimed at their asses. Eboe had this smirk on his face like he was about to get up out this jam, but I knew better.
"I can't kill him. Please, Khalil, don't make me do this."
"Kill his bitch ass or I'm killing you. What's it going to be?" With tears streaming down her face, she raised the gun and shot him twice in the head. His shit exploded like a watermelon and blood covered the walls and her ass.
"How could you make me do that? I hate your ass." She was balling and crying all over the place.
"Shut the fuck up. I hate you too bitch. The only reason I'm letting you live is because of Liyah. I can't walk around knowing I killed the mother of my child. That money you helped that nigga steal from me. Bitch, you better use it to buy yourself a new life. I never want to see you again. Play with me if you want to. I'm going to dead your ass on sight." I grabbed the gun from her ass and walked out. Now, all I had to do was figure out a way to get rid of this dick-swallowing bitch Belinda before she ruined my relationship with Tissa.
Chapter 31
La’Tissa
Knowing that my best friend was in a coma was really taking a toll on me. I needed her here so that we could share the highs of being pregnant. I had recently got back in contact with Lori and she had given birth to a child with Cerebral Palsy. The severe beatings she was receiving from Ronnie had injured their daughter's brain. Lori was so distraught, but our mother and me was there to help take care of her. When she had the baby and he found out something was wrong with her, he walked out of the hospital and hadn't been around since. For the life of me, I just didn't understand how Lori could name her daughter Ronniesha, but to each it’s own. He didn't have to be there for my niece. As long as she had my mother and me, she didn't need his ass, but I had a funny feeling she was going to abandon her daughter and go running after that nigga. I swear the bitch had pea soup for brains when it came to Ronnie.
I had been laying in bed waiting for Khalil to come home with my Chinese food. This baby kept me hungry as hell. He had left over three hours ago and I had called him several times, but he never answered. I hated when he did that. The sound of my phone telling me I had message brought me out of my thoughts. I opened the text and it read:
It's ten at night do you know where your nigga at?
Once I finished reading, multiple videos came through to my phone. My heart was beating so fast. I felt like I was about to have a heart attack. The videos were of Khalil and his parole officer in a bed having sex. She was looking directly into the camera. He was oblivious that he was being taped. Tears streamed down my face as I looked at several pictures of his dick he had sent her, and pictures of them having sex in her office. I became so sick that I vomited everywhere from the shock that was in. I had a feeling something was going on, but I didn't want to accuse Khalil without knowing facts.
I climbed out of bed and I cleaned myself up. I sent each and every thread the bitch sent me to his phone. I didn't feel the need to attach a message from me. There was nothing that needed to be said. A picture spoke a thousand words and these images spoke loud and clear to me. I got dressed and packed me some clothes. This was unforgiveable. I had to get as far away from Khalil as possible. He came into my life like a thief in the night and stole my heart. It hurt to know he broke it after all I sacrificed to be with him.
I took one last look at the house I fell in love with and walked out of the door. I got ready to get in my car, but a gun being pressed into the back of my head stopped me.
"Pop the trunk bitch." It was the sound of a female’s voice, but I didn't recognize it right then and there.
"I did as I was told and I was led to the trunk. Once I was pushed in, I was able to turn around and see the bitch La'Quasha’s face."
"Why are you doing this to me? I've never done anything to you."
"Khalil took my love from me and now I'm taking his from him. Shut the fuck up before I kill your prissy ass." She slammed the trunk and I could feel her starting the car up. I cried harder than ever because I had no idea what this crazy ass bitch was going to do to me. I thought back on my life and all that I had accomplished. In a blink of an eye, everything changed. I gave it all up to be with Khalil "K’Money" Kain. As I lay in the trunk of my car, I was unsure of me and my unborn baby's future. I wondered was it all worth it. I was now regretting Fallin For A Thug!!
TO BE CONTINUED
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REMY&ROSE'
A HOOD LOVE STORY
WRITTEN BY: MZ.LADY P
Chapter 1-Rose' Richards
(Rozay)
Love had a way of making a person do some crazy ass shit. I'd be the first to admit that being in love with the wrong nigga had put me in a fucked up situation. I'm Rose' Richards, and I'm twenty-one years old. I had just served four years of a five-year prison sentence for drug possession. As I sat on my bunk waiting to be released later on today, all I could do was think about my first love Ace Black. I was sixteen, and he was twenty when I first met him. I would see him every day after school hugging the block on the Westside of Chicago. He was fine as hell and on the stocky side.
Ace always rocked a low cut fade, and his attire stayed on point. He was always so loud and rambunctious. Ace was the nigga that your mother warned you not to fall in love with. I wasn't no fool. I knew he was selling drugs. I didn't really know anybody who sold drugs. I wasn't allowed to hang with those types of people. My mother Rosana was the Head Nurse at Rush Presbyterian Hospital. She worked long hours, but kept me on a tight leash. The only thing I was allowed to do was go to school and come straight home afterward. On the weekends, I was allowed to go over my father's house. My father Dino stayed in the heart of K-Town. That was where all the shit popped off at, so I was happy to stay with him on the weekends.
My mother hated my father with a passion, and I was always in the middle of their constant bickering. Especially when it came down to the freedom I had at his house. I used to have so much fun over there with all my cousins that actually stayed on the same block with our grandmother who we called Madear. I was really close with my cousins, Boo and Peanut. They were some wild ass niggas and stayed in trouble. I let them get me into all types of shit. I laughed to myself as I thought about the numerous punishments I was on fucking with them.
One day, I was walking home from school, and Ace approached me. He had on an all-white T-shirt with an all-black Levi's. He wore a pair of crispy white Air Force Ones. I was nervous as hell as he approached me. Females were always around him, so I was curious as to why he was trying to holler at me.
"Slow down, Little Momma. You walk past me every day and never even speak to a nigga.
I'm truly hurt." He put
his hand over his heart like he was really hurt.
"Boy please. You don't speak to me either." I had my hands on my hips as I spoke to him
"Don't ever call a grown man a boy. That's disrespectful. You should come upstairs and chill with me for a minute,” he whispered in my ear and I got goosebumps all over my body.
"I don't know you like that."
"Quit playing, Rose'. You know I’m cool with Boo and Peanut.” I couldn't believe he knew my name. I thought long and hard before I gave in and went upstairs in the apartment building that he lived in. In situations like this your mind was telling you don't go, but your heart was like go with the flow. As we entered the house, I knew it had to be a female's apartment. It had a ladies touch to it.
"Come on let's go to the back in the room. I don't like to smoke in the living room. That smell gets in the furniture.” I should have walked my ass out the front door right then and there. Instead, I followed him in the room. We both sat on the bed, and he fired up a blunt.
"So, tell me something about the beautiful Rose'."
"I mean there's not much to tell. I'm sixteen, I go to Westinghouse, and I'm a sophomore. I live out in Oak Park with my mother.” During our conversation, I learned his age and a little about his family. Not much else. It was like he really wasn't trying to go into detail about him. I didn't smoke, but I didn't want to seem like a lame. Although my ass was. The only time I would ever hit a blunt was when I was with my cousins, but I went ahead and smoked a blunt with him.
"Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are?" Ace was rubbing all on my legs, and the weed had me feeling all hot. I was a virgin, so I wasn't really sure why my coochie was dripping. I shook my head no as he stood up in front of me. He pulled his shirt over his head and took off his pants. He was standing in front of me, and his dick was rock hard, and I was eye level to it. I had to blink a couple of times to make sure I wasn't dreaming. I was just looking at him in awe. I started to get scared, so I jumped up to leave because I wasn't ready to go there with him.
"You feel that shit." Ace had grabbed my hand and guided my hands up and down his shaft.
"Look, Ace, I like you and all, but I'm a virgin. I've never done this before," I spoke nervously, but I never stopped massaging his shaft. His eyes lit up when he heard me say I was a virgin. He had this devilish smirk on his face. I should have got my ass up and left.
"A virgin, huh?" He pushed me back on the bed and pulled my yoga pants down. He got on his knees and started licking on my pussy. I was trying my best to squirm out of his grasp, but he had a death grip on my legs. My body was shaking and twitching as a gush of fluid escaped me.
"What was that Ace? Did I just pee in your mouth?"
"No baby. That was your sweet nectar. It tasted good, too. Now lay back on the bed." He laid on top of me and positioned himself in between my legs. I closed my eyes tight as he fought to get the head in.
"Please stop, Ace, it hurts." I tried pushing him off of me. He pinned my arms behind my head and rammed his dick in me with so much force. Tears rolled down my face as he thrusted in and out of me. It hurt like hell, but eventually it started to feel good.
"This my pussy now, Rose'. You better not give my shit to nobody." He was still thrusting in and out of me until finally his body started to shake on top of me. He stood up and walked to the bathroom to clean himself up, and he brought a towel and washed my pussy for me. His touch felt so good, but in my mind I knew this shit was wrong.
"I don't want you to think I'm the type of nigga that will take your virginity and stop fucking with you. However, no one can know about this or about us. You my woman now, but because of our age difference, shit has to be on the low-low. Remember what I said, that's my pussy now. So, I better not hear or even think you fucking with another nigga. Ya feel me Beautiful?" Ace was now tonguing me down. All I could do was agree with what he was saying. In a matter of hours, Ace had me eating out the palm of his hands. That was my first act of stupidity over Ace Black, but it definitely wasn't my last.
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"I'm telling you, Rose', we need to go to this block party," my best friend Diamond said as she stood in her floor length mirror in her room making sure her clothes were straight.
"I already told your ass I can't. Ace doesn't want me to go to the block party. Plus, I don't want to see Ace all in other bitches face." Once the words left my mouth I knew Diamond was about to curse my ass out. She was very verbal and outspoken.
"You know you my bitch, but I wouldn't be a friend if I didn't keep it all the way one hundred with you. Ace don't give a fuck about you Rose'. That nigga has so many bitches its ridiculous. You are too smart of a girl to let him have mind control over you like this. Has it ever occurred to you that he's just using you for sex and to make drug runs for him?" A month after we had sex I started doing drug runs with him on the weekends. My mother would kill me dead if she knew the shit I had been doing.
"Ace is not using me Diamond. He loves me. It’s just that he will get in trouble with the law if it were ever known that we fuck around."
"Whatever Rose'." Let yourself out I'm about to go turn up. I'm too young and pretty to let a nigga dictate my pace." I sat there and let it marinate. She was right Ace fucked around all the time, but I wasn't allowed to. I knew he was going to be mad at me when he saw me. He wouldn't go off in front of everybody I would just deal with that later.
"Fuck it. I'm going with you." I did a once over in the mirror and I was ready to go. My long hair was pulled back in a ponytail. It was hot as hell outside. So I had on a low cut top with a mini skirt on. A pair of all white Puma's with no socks. Once we made it on Karlov the block party was in full swing. The kids were all playing in the jumpy houses, the grills were going, and of course all the nigga's and females were posted all up and down the block with their car systems going and drinks flowing.
"Come on bitch there go Boo and Peanut right there." Diamond practically ran trying to get to Peanut. She was so in love with him. He didn't pay her ass a lick of attention.
"What's up cuz?" I said to Boo and Peanut and we all hugged. Not long after the rest of their crew joined us on the corner.
"Where the hell you going in this little ass skirt?" Mook said as he tugged it at the bottom. I looked up and locked eyes with Ace. His jaws were clenched so tight. I knew he was going to act a fool. Mook really hadn't did anything. Plus, he was like family. I already knew Ace was going to assume I was fucking him. For the rest of the day I watched Ace entertain different females. He was being real disrespectful, but there was really nothing I could do. Since no one could know about us but us. He would have a fit if he knew Diamond knew about us. It was starting to get dark and I knew Ace wanted me to go home with him tonight. It was the weekend so my parents would think I was with Diamond.
"I'm about to head home. I'll see ya'll tomorrow." I started walking like I was going towards the bus stop to catch the Blue Line train home. I was really going to meet up with Ace so that we can go in the house together.
His Impala was parked on the corner when I made it right there. He unlocked the passenger side door and I got in. I leaned over to kiss him, but he punched me hard as hell in the mouth.
"Didn't I tell your ass not come to that party?" I was in shock as blood seeped through my fingers as I held my mouth. The blow was so painful that I couldn't speak. All I could do was nod my head yes. Next, I was met with a slap to the face that caused my head to bounce off of the passenger side window.
"Cat got your motherfucking tongue now. You was running off at the mouth with them nigga's earlier. Open your mouth and say something. Before I slap the fuck outta your hoe ass again. Out here in these streets acting like a hoe with these little ass clothes on."
"I'm sorry Ace. I just wanted to come outside. Plus, you were in other female’s face the entire time I was there." I was crying and still holding my mouth because blood was leaking out like a faucet.
"Shut the fuck up with your young dumb ass. So,
because you see me talking to bitches. You're going to turn around and talk to nigga's in my face. What the fuck is this monkey see monkey motherfucking do!"
"You know Boo and Peanut are my cousins. Why are you doing this to me?"
"That nigga Mook put his hand up your skirt."
"No he didn't Ace."
"So, you're calling me a liar Rose'?"
"No. I’m just saying that he didn't put his hands up my skirt. All he did was tug at the bottom of it." I was trying my best to plead my case, but I had fucked up when I told him he even touched me at all. The slaps he was delivering to my face was coming in rapid succession. I could no longer block his hands so I just sat there and let him smack me until he got tired. I was crying hard as hell.
"Wipe your motherfucking face. There is no need to be crying. You brought this shit on yourself. I'm sorry that I put my hands on you like this, but when I tell you to do something you do it. Go in the house and clean your face. I'm about to go get us some food. Have my room clean we I get back. He leaned over and kissed me and of course I kissed him back. I loved him and he had my mind so gone I really felt that he only did what he did because he loved me. That was my second act of stupidity. But, as the old saying says the third time is a charm.
A couple of months after that incident things were going good between us. My mother was working more and more shifts. So, she really had no idea what was going on with me. Each weekend I had been riding down to Fon Da Lac, Wisconsin doing drug runs with Ace. I had just turned seventeen so he was a little bit more comfortable with me riding with him. On this particular trip I had eerie feeling about things. I just wanted to get things over with and make it back home. As soon as we got on the Bishop Ford Expressway a police car pulled us over.
