A Fistful of Love: A Domestic Violence Anthology

by Thomas, Dominique

  Stone coming over to my brother crib like shit was sweet made the shit sweeter for me. Stone forgot, I’m the same nigga that single handedly came into his hood and set up shop. I’ve been dying for this motherfucker to get greasy with me, so I can fuck him up. He just gave me the opportunity of a lifetime, but first I’m going to make him an offer he can’t refuse. If he does refuse, the outcome won’t be pretty. Knowing him, though, he’s going to hop on it without a problem.

  *****

  I couldn’t wait for my house to be finished being renovated. I had been at my brother crib for the last month, and that shit was awkward as hell hearing him and Shannie having sex. I swear the shit that came out of their mouths during sex made me feel so violated. I’m known to be a nasty motherfucker in the sheets when it came to fucking a bitch, but those two had no chill.

  I decided to lay on the couch since I knew K’Yonnah was in the guest bedroom where I usually slept. I knew that she needed a goodnight’s rest since she had so much going on in her life right now. I’m not a father yet, but I could only imagine the pain she must be going through losing he daughter. It was real fucked up how Stone bought his ass over here demanding she come home, instead of consoling and comforting her in their time of bereavement.

  I had to piss badass hell, so I got up and headed to the bathroom in the hallway. As I walked by the guest bedroom, the door was slightly open, and I could hear what sounded like sniffling. I peeked my head in the door, and K’Yonnah was laying on the bed with her back facing the door.

  She had to be crying pretty hard, and it sounded as if she was trying to catch her breath. That shit fucked me up in the head. I could only do what came naturally to me as a man. I grabbed some Kleenex, and walked around to the side of the bed, where the front of her body was facing. I kneeled down in front of her, and wiped the tears from her eyes, she looked up and hurriedly looked away from me.

  “Stop doing that. You have nothing to be ashamed or embarrassed about. I’m not here judging you and your life. I want to make it better. Can I make you feel better, Yonnah?” I said as I lifted her chin so that she could look me in my eyes.

  I wanted her to see the sincerity in my eyes. She simply nodded her head yes, and buried her face into the palm of my hands. I gently pulled the covers back, and climbed in with her. We both did what came natural to the both of us. I pulled her close into my embrace, and she laid her head on my chest.

  I could feel her tears falling on my chest. Not to mention my dick was rising. The smell of her hair and skin had a nigga wanting to see what that pussy was smelling like, but I knew now was not the time for all that. For the time being, I just wanted to be a shoulder to cry on, and the one to protect her, because I knew this nigga, Stone, was going to be coming for her.

  I was going to be right there locked and loaded, ready to put some hot shit in his ass. No words were spoken as we laid in each other’s embrace. I placed a kiss on K’Yonnah’s forehead, and shortly after she drifted off to sleep and a nigga couldn’t do shit but fall asleep with her.

  Chapter 8- K’Yonnah

  The next morning I woke up unable to move, due to Boss hugging on to me so tight. I couldn’t believe I was laying in bed with a man that I barely knew. It felt weird, because I felt so comfortable in his arms. It was as if I had known him forever. I haven’t woke up feeling this good in I don’t know how long. His light snoring was actually funny to me. My phone had been going off like crazy, so I reached over on the nightstand and looked at the screen. It was messages from Stone telling me to meet him at the funeral home to make arrangements for our daughter. The last thing I wanted to do was see him, but I knew that I had to do this. I gently removed Boss’s arm from around me, and he immediately woke up.

  “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you up, but I need to get to the funeral home and meet up with Stone to make arrangements for Tianna.”

  “Do you want me to go with you?”

  “No, that’s not a good idea. This is something I need to do with him. I will call you if I need you. Thanks for making me feel better last night, Boss.” I said as I slipped on my clothes.

  “No problem. As a matter of fact, that was only the beginning. I’m going to do anything to make you smile. You deserve that and so much more.” He stoked my face with his thumb, and at the same time he placed a kiss on my forehead that sent chills through my body. He walked away, and I watched him. He had the type of ass you could bounce a quarter off of. I can’t believe the interactions between Boss and me. It had me so confused and speechless at the same time. However, I would be lying if I said the shit didn’t feel damn good. I could hear Shannie talking shit now.

  *****

  I made it to Dignity Funeral Home in no time. I exhaled deeply before exiting my car and going inside. Since I’ve been a little girl, funeral homes have always scared me. When I walked inside, I almost died looking at Stone and Fayia talking to the damn funeral home owner.

  “Last time I checked I was Tianna’s mother, not her. Why is she here?”

  “She’s here, because I want her here. During my time of bereavement she’s been here for me. Which is more than I can say for you. By the way, where your nigga at?”

  I just shook my head at Stone, because right now he was being real petty. He knew there was nothing between me and Boss. On the other hand, he’s been cheating on me with this bitch. Not to mention they have kids together. I’ve yet to even address him about the kids. At this point, the shit didn’t even matter. It’s obvious he has made his decision.

  “Fuck you and her. After the services our done and my daughter is buried. I never want to see or talk to you again.” This bitch, Fayia, was sitting here with this smirk on her face, and I swear I wanted to hit her ass again, but right now I needed to respect my daughter’s honor. I sat across from both of them. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t hurt with Stone having her here, but I would never give him or his bitch the satisfaction of seeing me sweat or cry.

  “I’m so sorry for your loss. These are the arrangements that have been made by the father. You can look them over to see if you’re comfortable with everything.” I reached out my hand and Stone snatched the paper from me.

  “She don’t need to see it. All she needs to do is show up on Saturday. After all, I paid for everything.” He got up and walked out holding Fayia by the hand. This nigga was really doing the most right now. I sat in the chair just staring out into space. This nigga called me down here to basically shit on me and hurt me.

  “I apologize for all of this, ma’am. He ain’t worth it. I promise you I will put your daughter away really nice. I don’t care that he paid for everything. I’m a mother, and I can only imagine what you must be going through. Do you have any special requests in regards to her service?” She held one of my hands and handed me some tissues to wipe my eyes.

  “I’ll never see her grow up, and wear lip gloss, or fingernail polish. I know she’s a baby, but I want you to make her look like one of those little dolls.”

  “Of course. She’ll be beautiful.” She gave me a hug, and I walked out of her office. Once I gathered myself, I walked out of the funeral home and my car was being towed.

  “Wait a minute! That’s my car!”

  “I’m sorry, ma’am, but the owner requested that we tow it back to his home.” I turned around and Stone was standing off in the distance across the street leaning up against his Benz.

  “Why are you doing this, Stone?” I damn near got hit by a car trying to get over to his ass.

  “Don’t come over here fucking with me. Ya bitch ass should have thought about that before you chose that nigga over me. I’m going to make your life a living fucking hell. Bitch, your ass is going to regret the day you ever disrespected me.”

  “Are you serious right now, Stone? All you’ve ever done is disrespect me. There is nothing you can do to me that you haven’t already done. If you want that car you can have it.” I turned to walk away, but Stone grabbed me by the back of my hair
and yanked me back towards him.

  “You better watch your motherfucking mouth. I’ve been sparing your bitch ass for Tianna’s sake, but your mouth is going to get your ass in a world of trouble. As a matter of fact, get your dumb ass in the car right now!” I was struggling and fighting with his ass, but he overpowered me and pushed me in the front seat of his car.

  He hurried to jump inside and drove off as fast as he could. There were so many people on the street and no one said anything. They just watched as this crazy motherfucker basically kidnapped me. I was seriously regretting the decision to not let Boss come with me.

  “I’ve been trying my best not to put my hands on you, bitch, but you’ve been trying me. All this motherfucking slick talk and getting jazzy at the mouth. That bitch ass nigga, Boss, got you feeling yourself, huh?

  “Have you been fucking that nigga?” I just stared at him because here he was questioning me about fucking another man when he was just with his bitch. That made me wonder where he had sent her dumb ass off to.

  “Look, Stone, let me out of this car. Go home to the bitch who has been here with you. It feels good to go home, and know that you still have kids that look forward to seeing you. I don’t have that privilege, because you took it from me. So do whatever you gon’ do to me, because I no longer fear your ass.”

  I turned my head back to look out of the window. All of a sudden, I felt a surge of electricity go through my body. When I stop convulsing, I was able to look down and see that this nigga had shocked me with a stun gun. Before I could react he stunned me again, and I blacked out. When I came to, I was naked and Stone was on top of me. I couldn’t believe that he was raping me. My body was so numb I couldn’t even feel him. I just stared into his deep dark eyes and prayed it would all be over soon.

  Chapter 9- Stone

  K’Yonnah had me fucked all the way up if she thought for a minute I was going to let her continue with the disrespect. The fact that she thought it was cool to even front me off in front of them bitch ass niggas has me heated. She had to know there were going to repercussions and consequences behind that shit. I just needed to get her away from them motherfuckers and by herself.

  I had been trying hard not to even put my hands on her ass, due to our daughter’s death, but she crossed the line when she fronted me off. I should have known he was fucking her trick ass from the moment I saw them outside of the beauty shop. Her slick ass lied, talking about she was going to get her hair done.

  When in reality, she was going to meet up with his bitch ass. It’s cool though I got some hot shit ready for him and his bitch ass brother. If that, bitch, Shannie knows what’s good for her ass, she would stay the fuck out of my business, like an obedient bitch is supposed to. I’ve never liked her ass anyway.

  *****

  “Are you going to stop fucking with me, K’Yonnah?” I asked her as she sat in the bed with her legs pulled up to her knees. All that crying wasn’t shit to me. I didn’t feel sorry for her ass. She bought this shit on herself.

  “Please, Stone, don’t hit me again.” I brought the belt buckle back down on her ass, because she didn’t answer the fucking question.

  “Don’t make me ask your bitch ass again!”

  “Okayyyyy! I’m going to stop fucking with you. Please, Stone, let me go.”

  “What the fuck you mean, let you go? Bitch, this is where the fuck you live at? You ready to get back to that bitch ass nigga, and give him my pussy.”

  “I’ve never had sex with him, Stone!” I knew her ass was lying, so I beat her ass until I couldn’t anymore.

  “Stop it with all that motherfucking crying. I don’t want to hear that shit. Now lay your ass back down, my dick is hard again.” I know most of you are looking at this like this nigga foul as fuck. Well your opinion doesn’t matter. I can’t rape my own woman. Every now and then you have to remind these bitches who are in charge.

  After a couple more hours of fucking and beating some sense into her. I had grown tired and so did she. It was like fucking a corpse. All that damn crying she had been doing was a fucking turn off, and it had my dick soft as hell. Fayia had been blowing my phone up. Bitch was really starting to be a pain in my ass.

  I appreciated her being here for me in ways that K’Yonnah had not been, but I wasn’t in the mood to sit up and pacify her ass either. The bitch felt entitled to some shit because she had given me two sons. Little did she know, that didn’t mean shit to me. I loved my sons, but I was growing tired of Fayia.

  In reality, I was using her to hurt K’Yonnah, in the hopes that she would fall in line and do what the fuck I’ve asked of her. However, I will never stop fucking with Fayia, because she is a down ass bitch who does whatever I ask of her with no questions asked. I might just cancel K’Yonnah’s ass for good. I’m tired of beating her ass anyway. There was really nothing K’Yonnah was bringing to the table anyway. Since our daughter was dead now there was nothing binding us together. Then again, her name is on everything, so I just have to thug it out with her ass.

  Chapter 10- K’Yonnah

  It was the morning of my daughter’s funeral, and I just wanted it to all be over. I hadn’t seen Stone since he beat me and left days earlier. I was in so much pain that I literally couldn’t move for a whole day. I was too embarrassed and ashamed to go back over to Shannie’s house. After all, my stay there was temporary, and I had already brought enough drama to her doorstep.

  The last thing I wanted was Kartier and Boss to be in jail behind my dumb ass. It was up to me to get Stone out of my life. I just wasn’t sure how I would go about doing that. I was glad I had no bruises of on my face. The last thing I wanted to do was show up at my daughter’s funeral looking like Tina Turner after the fight in the limo.

  I was finally done getting dressed and applying my make up. Lord knows I wasn’t ready for this, but I had no choice. I hadn’t heard from Stone, so I decided to drive my own car. When I exited the house, a family car was pulling up at the same time. It came to a stop and Stone stepped out. He looked like a million bucks, but in reality he was a zero.

  He was nothing but a fucking woman beater and womanizer. I hated him with everything inside of me. I know that hate is such a strong word, but I hated this man. I cringed when he walked onto the porch and grabbed my hand. We didn’t speak a word to one another. I was actually glad he didn’t say shit to me. I wasn’t in no control over what would come out of my mouth, and I’m pretty sure he would hit me in it if I popped too slick. So it was best I just shut the fuck up. He opened the door for me and I slid inside. I was speechless as I looked at Fayia and her two sons inside the limo as well.

  I was glad I had on my shades or else she would be able to see the hurt in my eyes. For some reason, the evil smile she usually wears was replaced with a sympathetic look. For the first time I think she felt sorry for me. Funny thing is, I didn’t want the bitch’s sympathy. I’m not mad at her anymore about her dealings with Stone. The fact of the matter was that she owed me nothing. I was in a relationship with Stone, and he couldn’t care less about me. He had no respect for our relationship, so why should she?

  “How are you feeling this morning, K’Yonnah?” Stone’s mother asked as she brushed the hair of one of the boys. I was sick to my stomach being around this whole scene. Why is this bitch asking me this dumb ass question in the first place? How in the fuck did she think I felt?

  “I feel like a mother who’s on her way to bury her child. While riding in the car with the murders.” Stone squeezed my leg so hard that I winced in pain. I knocked his hand off of me.

  “Calm your ass down.” He said through gritted teeth in my ear. I watched as Stone grabbed one of his son’s and placed him on his lap. All of my emotions poured out of me, and I couldn’t help but sob loudly.

  “We’re here. Get yourself together, K’Yonnah.” Stone handed me some tissue, and he exited the car along with Fayia, their kids, and his mom.

  Once I fixed myself up, I exited the car and walked inside of
the funeral home. I walked into the chapel to see my little girl and Stone was standing there. I could see the stares and hear the whispers from the people in the pews. This nigga was at my daughter’s casket, with his other family, as if we weren’t supposed to be in a relationship.

  I guess at this point it really didn’t matter, because Stone has shown me that we had no relationship. I waited until they walked away from the casket and then I proceeded up there. Oh my God! I thought to myself. My baby was so beautiful. Her little casket was Disney Princesses. I had never seen anything so beautiful in my life. Her makeup looked so beautiful. I smiled looking at her rosie cheeks. I bent down and kissed her on the forehead. I felt someone rubbing my back with a strong firm hand. I looked behind me and it was Boss.

  “Everything’s going to be okay. I’ve been worried about you,” he whispered in my ear. I fell into his embraced, and I couldn’t help but to cry on his shoulder.

  “I don’t want to be here. Please, get me out of here.” Boss grabbed my hand, and we walked out of the chapel hand in hand. At that point, I didn’t care what Stone or anyone else thought of me. Stone had made his decision, and I was making mine. I know that it looked bad on my part for leaving the funeral services for my daughter, but that was only a shell of my daughter laying in that casket.

  Her soul had long ago went on to Heaven. I’ve prayed for her everyday since her death, and in my heart I knew she is in Heaven amongst the angels. I needed her here on Earth with me, but God needed her in Heaven. I’m content with that. Boss led me into his Bentley and we drove away.