Heaven Sent:The Reunion

by Tynessa

  “True, but he took the test and it said it was his. So I guess she didn’t cheat,” said La-La.

  Heaven just stared at her. She’d just said that Taylen didn’t look nothing like Zylen but now she wanted to say that he was his. Heaven wasn’t convinced at all about what the paternity test said. She didn’t believe he was her husband’s and that was all there was to it. Now if she could only get Zylen to agree to take another test.

  “Well, it might have y’all fooled but not me. I know that bitch tampered with that fucking test,” Heaven said much to herself but loud enough for La-La to hear.

  La-La shook her head as she watched Heaven storm back inside the house. She didn’t know what more Heaven wanted her to say. The test already stated Zylen was the father so why couldn’t Heaven just drop it and let the shit go?

  Chapter 12

  Zylen was posted up at one of his old trap house that Fred had taken over. Heaven was at work, and the kids were at daycare and school so he decided to kick shit with his niggas. Plus he had shit to get off his mind and who was better to vent to than his niggas?

  “So what y’all think about my li’l nigga?” asked Zylen, getting straight to the point. He took the already rolled Blunt from behind his ear and fired it up. Taking a long pull of it, he inhaled the smoke as he waited for their reply.

  “Nigga, his li’l ass is bad as fuck. Why you didn’t tell us you and Tamar’s trifling ass had a damn son?” Fred was the first to speak up.

  “Because I wanted to make sure he was mines first. I mean the years went back to when Ta and me was going hard for one another but I wanted to be sure,” Zylen explained.

  “So the test said his li’l ass is yours, huh? Heaven okay with that?” Ali finally spoke up, casually. He hadn’t had too much to say since they arrived at the trap house.

  “Man, she don’t have any other choice but to be cool with it. He moved in with us the other day. Tammy ol’ ugly ass swear she has a modeling gig in Cali so she asked if Taylen could stay here with me. Being that the results came back that he’s mines I couldn’t turn her down. I told Heaven that I’d suggested he move in with us. Shid, if she knew it was Tammy’s idea her ass would flip,” Zylen laughed.

  The day the results came back that Zylen was the father, Tammy was blowing up his phone damn near begging him to let Taylen live with him. She said she no longer wanted to deal with him and if Zylen didn’t take him she would be forced to give him to the state. Zylen would be less of a man if he allowed her to give the state his son. Heaven was already on his ass so he wasn’t about to tell her that it was Tammy’s idea for Taylen to live with them, which he shouldn’t have had to explain anyways since it was his son, right?!

  “Why? What difference does it make who asked who first?” asked Ali.

  “Bruh, Heaven already thinks Tammy’s ass fucked with that damn test. She been on my ass about taking another one and shit.”

  “Yeah, La-La told me she don’t think it’s yours. Why don’t you just take another one?” Ali asked. Zylen waved Ali off irritably as he frowned and smacked his lips.

  “Man, ain’t nobody about to keep taking all those damn tests. Not me anyways! I took one and that was enough, shit. I don’t have time for all that fuck shit,” Zylen snapped. He already had Heaven breathing down his damn neck about taking another test; he didn’t need Ali questioning him about taking another one too.

  “Damn nigga, calm down. I just asked a fucking question,” Ali shot back at him.

  “Well, I don’t need you questioning me about shit!” Zylen stared Ali down while Ali matched his stare. He didn’t know what Zylen was on but he wasn’t the one that he had a problem with. He needed to take that up with Heaven because obviously she was his problem.

  “Man, y’all chill out. So why wifey don’t think it’s yours?” Fred wanted to know. He wasn’t feeling the way Ali and Zylen were staring at one another. He didn’t even know when shit went left. They were sitting having a simple conversation when Zylen got pissed for no reason.

  “Man, I don’t fucking know! Shit, I have papers stating he’s mines and that’s all that fucking matters. I’m not going back down there taking a fucking test for them to let me know what one test already informed me of. Fuck I look like?”

  “Damn bruh, I feel you on that,” was all Fred said.

  Zylen wasn’t mad at them at all. It was just Heaven was constantly in his ear about retaking the test and when Ali asked him why want he retake it he just flipped. He wasn’t going to apologize for snapping at him though. Ali was just gonna have to charge the shit to the game. Zylen was in his feelings and before he went off on anyone else he would rather just leave.

  “Yo, I’m about to head on out. I’ll get up with y’all niggas later.” Zylen stood. He gave Fred a fist pound then turned to Ali. Ali laughed, shook his head, and pounded his fist against Zylen’s. He knew his nigga was in his feelings, so Zylen’s slick ass mouth, Ali chose to look over it.

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  Zylen stepped off the elevator and headed straight to Heaven’s office. When he left the trap house with Ali and Fred he decided to surprise Heaven and take her out for lunch.

  Just as he approached the door he heard Heaven say, “I don’t give a fuck! Why would you do some dumb ass shit like that?” she asked the caller that was on her phone, angrily. She wasn’t expecting Zylen so her back was to the door.

  Already knowing it wasn’t a business call, Zylen decided not to make his presence known as he walked further into the office to see what his wife was going to say next.

  “You know what? I’m not about to have this fucking conversation with you. Do what you feel you have to do.” With that Heaven slammed the receiver down. Zylen was pissed. He didn’t know what or who had pissed Heaven off but the fact that his wife was angry, angered him.

  “Who the fuck was that?” He finally made presence known. The sound of his voice held so much bass that it echoed off the walls and caused Heaven to jump. Her hand went to her chest.

  “Zy, baby what are you doing here?” she asked nervously while walking around her desk to him.

  “Who the fuck was you on the phone with, Heaven?” Zylen asked once again. Heaven told him that it was no one and that pissed him off even more. “Shid, it sounded like someone to me,” he said to her with a deadly scowl displaying on his face.

  Zylen was hoping he wasn’t going to have to make her quit her job or better yet put his foot in her ass, but if it came down to that he had no problem doing either.

  Heaven tried to convince him that it was no one and the fact that he knew she was lying pissed him off more than before. Zylen opened his mouth to speak but Heaven quickly pressed her lips to his and eased her tongue into his mouth. Wanting to push her away to get to the bottom of it, Zylen couldn’t. His third leg wouldn’t allow him to even if he tried. Like always, just from his wife’s soft touch his dick was standing at attention.

  Heaven pushed him into the door and reached around him to lock it. Zylen’s hand went around her waist, pulling her closer. Smacking her ass, he gripped it tightly, causing Heaven to purr like a kitten. She pulled back as she unfastened his jeans and they fell to the floor.

  “You think you slick but we’re getting back to that phone call,” Zylen let her know. Heaven gave him a peck on the lips and smiled.

  “There’s nothing to get back to.” With that she dropped to her knees and took his rock hard penis into her mouth. Heaven’s mouth was always super wet and warm. Instantly, Zylen’s toes curled and his eyes closed as his hands went to the back of his wife’s head. Hearing her slurping and moans always did something to him.

  “Shit, Heaven! Baby, you about to make a nigga bust,” he let her know as he hissed like a snake. Heaven wasn’t trying to let up. She removed his dick from her mouth and spit on it, not that it needed it. She begin to jerk him off as she stared up at him. Heaven felt his body jerking and knew he was on the verge of exploding. She began to fasten her pace as she licked and sucked on
the head of his dick, sending him over the edge.

  Once Heaven began to taste Zylen’s cum she pulled back and stuck her tongue out so he could watch it drip onto it. She knew that shit drove him insane. Once she gave his mushroom head a final lick she stood, kissed his lips and walked back to her desk. Zylen pulled up his pants and smiled at his wife. She was a fucking beast!

  “You so damn freaky, bae,” he said as he walked up on her and slapped her on the ass as she was bent over her desk. She laughed as she stood. Rinsing her mouth with mouthwash, she spit it in an empty water bottle that was on her desk and threw it in the trash.

  “Only freaky for my husband! You know nothing is off limits when it comes to you, boo.” She wrapped her arms around his neck.

  “That’s how it’s supposed to be. That shit right there is the reason you’re my Heaven Sent. I love yo’ sexy ass.” Zylen leaned down to give her a peck that turned into something so passionate. His love for Heaven grew every minute of the hour.

  Zylen knew Heaven thought he’d forgotten about the phone call but he was letting her slide for the moment. Once she got home he was getting to the bottom of that shit.

  Chapter 13

  La-La had been having a lot on her mind and the shit was stressing her the fuck out. She couldn’t talk to Heaven about it, didn’t want to talk to Ali about the shit, and she knew Fred would run his mouth to the ones that she didn’t want to discuss her feelings with. Maybe Kendra. Just as the thought occurred she quickly erased the idea out her mind. She didn’t need Kendra judging them. Plus she had shit going on in her life anyways so how was she going to help La-La with her problem?

  Lying in bed La-La was in deep thoughts. It was one question that had been stuck on her mind. The only thing wrong was that the one person that could give her the answer was the one she couldn’t bring herself to ask. Maybe it was because she was afraid of the answer her husband would give.

  “Yo, what the fuck? You didn’t hear A’Liyah crying?” Ali yelled with crying A’Liyah in his arms and A’Lissa standing at the foot of the bed. La-La jumped up and grabbed A’Liyah, who was reaching for her.

  “I’m sorry, baby. Mama didn’t hear you.” She kissed over her wet face that was filled with tears and saliva, trying to avoid the running snot from her nose. A’Lissa was jealous so of course La-La had to show her the same amount of attention. The beauty of having twins. La-La and Ali loved every bit of it and wouldn’t trade it for the world.

  La-La did her motherly duties which consisted of bathing, combing the twins’ hair and putting them to sleep. After doing all that she was worn out. She showered then got in bed. Ali climbed in shortly right after her. He’d been noticing his wife’s funky mood she’d been in lately and wasn’t feeling it.

  “Yo La-La, what’s been up with you lately? You good? You ain’t getting ready to divorce my ass, are you?” Ali asked half-jokily. He just wanted to know what was going on with her. She hadn’t been herself lately and that wasn’t sitting well with him.

  La-La sat up in bed and just stared at him with a blank expression. Ali tried to read it but came up with nothing. She’d been dwelling on the question for days now because she either didn’t know how to ask her husband or she was afraid of the outcome. Either way La-La thought it was time to get the shit off her chest.

  “Ali, I’m going to ask you this and as your wife I think you owe me a truthful answer. Remember honesty is the key! I’m not going to say that I won’t be hurt with the answer that I feel in my heart that you going to give me because I am. Will I get in your ass about it? Yes! But will I leave you over it? Hell no! I’m not gonna lie, this shit will fuck with me hard, but I’m not gonna be fucked up about it to the point that I’ll take the kids and leave you. Might not talk to your ass for a few days but that’s it. Only way I’ll leave you is if you sit here, look me dead in the face and lie.” La-La looked her husband dead in the eyes. She wanted him to know that she was serious about the shit she said. In her heart she already knew the answer to the question; all she needed was for her husband to admit to it.

  Ali sighed deeply and his closed his eyes. He had a feeling what his wife was about to ask him.

  “Did you ever fuck Tamar while she and Zy were together? You already know why I’m asking. Her little boy looks just like yo’ high-yellow ass,” La-La said to him. She didn’t see how Heaven and Zylen couldn’t see that shit. Or maybe they did and didn’t want to speak on it.

  Ali looked away from La-La as he rubbed the back of his neck. He couldn’t even look her in the face. He felt as if he failed her as a husband but most of all he’d betrayed his best friend in the worst way possible.

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  “So who the fuck was you on the phone with earlier when I went into your office?” Zylen asked Heaven as she climbed in bed next to him. He would usually waste no time pulling her into his arms but he was still heated about the conversation he overheard her having on the phone.

  “Bae, I’m tired and don’t feel like getting into that shit right now. Plus I already told you it wasn’t nobody,” she said as she fluffed her pillow and slid closer to Zylen. She couldn’t sleep unless she was laying under her husband. Zylen sat up then pulled her up by the arm.

  “Nah, you should have told me earlier when I asked, now get up. Man, I’d hate if you had to quit yo’ job and shit but you not about to be up there arguing with mothafuckers just to get yo’ point across. I already told you that you don’t need that funky ass job anyways. Now who the fuck was you arguing with? I’m not—” Zylen started but was cut off by Heaven throwing her hands in the air and sighing deeply.

  “Man, it was Derrick, okay,” she finally announced. She already knew Zylen was about to throw a damn tantrum wanting to know why Derrick was calling her, and she no longer worked for him.

  “Derrick? Yo’ old bitch ass boss? Fuck he wanted?” he questioned confusedly.

  “Man, he was talking about he needed me back down there with them because his other workers not getting shit done and yadda, yadda, yadda.” Heaven rolled her eyes upwards as she moved her head from left to right with each word. Zylen wasn’t buying her story. Whether it was true or not, he wasn’t at all convinced.

  “What I heard didn’t sound like it was your old boss or how you’re supposed to be talking to one of your old boss. Whether you still work for him or not he could still call down there and say some shit to get you out the door.”

  “Man, Derrick isn’t going to do no shit like that,” Heaven simply said. She sounded as if she knew for sure he wouldn’t do that to her.

  “Yeah, I bet his ass wouldn’t! I know one thing though, that’s all his mothafuckin’ ass better had been calling you for. Y’all that fucking close for you to be cussing his ass out and shit?” Zylen asked.

  “What are you trying to imply Zylen?”

  “Are you fucking him, Heaven?” Zylen flat out asked. There was no reason to beat around the bush and it wasn’t his first time asking Heaven that question. Every time he tried letting the shit go, something always pull him back in that direction and have him thinking it was more going on between the two.

  He knew Derrick had the hots for Heaven. Zylen saw it in his eyes whenever he was around. Derrick’s lust for Heaven never went unnoticed and it had been quite a few times Heaven had to stop Zylen from beating his ass because of slick ass comments he would make.

  “No, I’m not fucking him, Zylen. Why do you always ask that shit, damn?” Heaven said, rolling her eyes as she fell back into the pillow and threw the covers over her head.

  Zylen had no other choice but to believe Heaven, once again, when she said they weren’t fucking. They were just too damn friendly and now she was sitting on the phone arguing with the nigga and she hadn’t worked for him in months. That shit was fucking with Zylen. He just stared at Heaven before laying down himself.

  “Would it make you feel better if I told him not to call me for shit anymore?” Heaven asked. Zylen thought it was a dumb question because he
’d told her that time and time before. Now that she was no longer working for him he really didn’t have shit to call her for.

  “Much better! Now goodnight.” With that Zylen reached over and turned the lamp on the nightstand off before pulling Heaven into his arms. After letting her know that he loved her and her saying it back they were both sound asleep.

  *******

  Sitting on the bed, La-La ran her hands through her hair as the tears fell from her eyes rapidly. She was a wreck. That was the exact reason she debated with herself about asking Ali that question. She definitely wasn’t ready for the truth, which she already knew before she’d even asked him. Just Ali admitting he’d slept with Tamar and the possibility of him fathering that bitch’s baby hurt La-La to the core. She now knew how Heaven felt.

  “How the fuck could you do something like that Ali?” La-La looked up at Ali and finally spoke. He saw so much pain and hurt in her face and it stabbed him in the heart.

  “Baby that was before we even—” he started but was cut off by La-La shaking her head as she raised her hand, preventing him from saying anything else.

  “I’m not even talking about me. How could you betray Zy like that? Really Ali? I look at you differently now. Y’all are like fucking brothers. That’s the nastiest, most disrespectful shit you’ve ever done.” La-La gave Ali one of the most disgusted looks that her face could form. Ali felt like shit but she wasn’t about to sit there and act like she didn’t know what was up. Yeah, he fucked up but her ass wasn’t any better than him.

  “Man, we were young back then. Shit, don’t sit up here acting like you don’t know what was up and yo’ ass is a fucking saint, because you not! Now yeah, I know I was wrong for doing that shit—” Once again he was cut off but La-La’s rude outburst.

  “Dead ass wrong! That’s supposed to be your fucking homeboy! And never once did I say I was a fucking saint. Don’t try to flip this shit and make it out to be about me because it’s not. It’s about your disloyal ass! Really Ali? Tamar?! You know how much that fucking girl meant to that damn boy. Then you knew he wasn’t into that bullshit y’all niggas had going on back then. He never been the type to smash and pass hos. Not only did y’all fuck around but y’all have a baby together that he thinks is his. Both of y’all asses were stupid as fuck. How y’all going to fuck around behind his back and not think to use a fucking condom?” Ali just dropped his head. Shit wasn’t supposed to be like that. It was a onetime thing between he and Tamar that shouldn’t have happened and he felt like shit afterwards.