by Lucinda John
“I ain’t even think about that,” I replied chewing the corners of my lip.
“If she suspected that you or Ralph had anything to do with DC’s death then that’s whose behind this shit. That hoe is just that sneaky.”
“You right,” I nodded, pissed that I didn’t even think of her as a suspect.
“I need you down at DC’s house now! I want his wife in front of me in the next forty-eight hours!” Stacks barked into the phone.
“Chasity is a well-calculated woman so we have to think like her grimy ass. Most likely, she has a team of niggas working for her and I’m willing to bet that she’s in Miami,” Chad said.
“How the fuck are the biggest kingpins in the city of Miami, getting outsmarted by some bitches?” Stacks asked punching his desk causing it to crack.
“Baby, we have to move quickly,” Lala ran into the room. “Honey was in an accident.”
The only words I heard were Honey and accident. I flew out of the house as if it were on fire, jumped in my car and broke every road rule until I made it to the hospital.
When I got there, Cinnamon was in the hallway looking more pissed then sad.
“What happened?” I asked her.
“A bitch rammed into her causing her car to flip over.”
“Did she see who it was?”
“No, she said the chick was wearing shades and a hat, but she was able to see her hair color which was red.”
A sigh of relief escaped my lips. For a second, I thought it was MiMi on some fatal attraction type shit. I would have hated to have to kill my ex-lover for fucking with wifey. I was just glad I didn’t have to do it.
The doctor came out of the room and told us aside from a sprained wrist, everything was okay with her. I requested to talk to her alone, while everyone sat in the waiting room until I was done. When I walked in the room, Honey was looking at the ceiling with a blank expression on her face.
Her wrist was wrapped and it rested on her belly. A Doppler was wrapped around her belly as sounds of a baby’s heartbeat filled the room. I now realize why Honey was in such a rush to get in contact with me and I immediately felt like shit.
“I didn’t want you to find out like this,” she said looking over at me.
“Baby, I am so sorry,” I apologized walking over to her.
“It’s cool; I figured you would come around when you calmed down.”
“Tell me exactly what happened,” I queried, pulling a chair next to her bedside.
“I was on my way to pick up Rob Jr. when a Dodge Durango came charging at me with full speed. I swerved out of the way to avoid the collision, but she came back again and knocked me from the side, causing my car to flip over in a ditch. I tried to get a good look at her face, but she was wearing big face shades. I was only able to see her red hair.”
“Fuck man,” I said placing my ear to her belly. “Is my baby ok?”
“Yes, everything is ok with the baby.”
“How far along are you?”
“About seven weeks.”
“So I’m going to be a daddy?” I smiled.
“Yes.”
“Before we can move on from what happened, I need to know the truth. Why were you at Rob’s house?”
“I was following court orders by allowing him to get visitation with his son. After the divorce, I was ordered to allow Rob Jr. to spend two days out the week with him. In all honesty, I did it because I didn’t want to deny him from seeing his son. Regardless of any action he made, he was still Rob Jr.’s father.”
“I can respect that. Do you hate me for killing him?”
“You did what you had to do. Does it hurt, yeah, I’m not gonna lie because once upon a time I was dangerously in love with Rob. It hurts the most for Rob Jr. because I know he no longer has that father figure.”
“Dead that thought, as long as I’m around lil’ man will always have a father.”
“Oh and Cole, next time you put your hands on me, I’m cutting them off and shoving them up your ass,” Honey snapped.
“I’m sorry ma, that’s not even my style; I was just acting out of anger. The only time I’m tryna put hands on you is when I’m smacking that ass while hitting it from the back.”
“Shut up, you are so silly.”
“But you love me though.”
“That I do,” she smiled.
“Gimme kiss.” I puckered my lips and waited for her to join them together. I stuffed my tongue in her mouth and we swapped spit until we were interrupted.
“So y’all got a nigga in the waiting room while y’all in her tryna fuck?” Ralph said walking in and taking a seat on the edge of Honey’s bed. “Look at you,” he rubbed her belly. “My baby bro about to be a daddy. Congrats.”
“Thanks.” I smiled loving the way that I was about to become a father sounded.
My phone started to ring causing everyone to look in my direction. Ignoring the call from MiMi, I turned my phone off and slid it back in my pocket. Now that Honey and I were back on good terms, I had to talk to MiMi to make sure she understood we were only friends. What we had was cool when I was a youngin, but now that I was a grown man, I was tryna be on my family man shit with the only woman that held my heart.
Chapter 27
Chasity
I was supposed to lay low and go back to Flint, but against my better judgement, I returned to Miami. Since I got hooked back on drugs, the quality of the coke in Miami was much better. Watching Ralph and Cole’s traps burn to the ground brought me so much excitement that I celebrated by smoking myself into a coma.
Burning traps wasn’t enough damaged control, so I decided to kill Cole’s bitch. I tried my best to run her ass off the road and seeing her car flip over made me feel like I’d accomplished my goal of killing her.
When I found out that the dumb bitch didn’t die, I was infuriated. I wanted to go back and finish her off but she was starting to get hot. Cole beefed up security around her, making it impossible for her to get touched. In fact, all of their women were invincible with the maximum type security that guarded their lives.
While I was plotting on Cole and Ralph, I came up with a side hustle. The Russian market for babies was high, and I was making a million dollars per child. So when I wasn’t spending my time stalking Cole and Ralph, scheming on ways to make their lives a living hell, I was kidnapping babies and selling them for a profit. I even thought of selling my baby once it was born. Since the death of DC, I had no desire to birth and mother the child that I was carrying.
I had just come from copping some rocks that I was eager to smoke. My urge to smoke them was at its all-time high, and I ended up deciding to do it in my car. I smoked the first five rocks and felt myself float to heaven. DC’s face smiled beautifully down at me, as I tried my hardest to reach him. The more I smoked the closer I got to DC.
“Baby is that you?” I asked finally face-to-face with him.
“Yes Chasity, it’s me, come to daddy,” he replied with a smile.
“I can’t,” I cried as I felt myself being sucked back.
As soon as my high wore off, DC disappeared. Determined to get back the love of my life, I smoke all twenty rocks that I purchased and I was finally there. DC and I danced in each other’s arms and I was happy again. Finally, I was with my man, where I always wanted to be. We twirled around in circles as we stared in each other’s loving eyes.
“I love you so much DC,” I giggled as he dipped me.
“I love you too, Chasity,” he kissed me. “That is why I need you to kill Cole and Ralph.”
“No, I don’t want to go back,” I cried.
“You have to. You have to finish what you started. Do it for me, please?”
“Ok, but will you come back for me?”
“Yes, I promise,” he said give me one last long kiss before releasing me.
I woke up in a cold sweat, sitting in the same position in my car that I was getting high in. I was going to make it my business to fulfill my late husband
’s wish by getting rid of his demon bastards. Before putting my plane in motion, I revisited the corner boy who sold me the rocks. I ended up buying two thousand dollars’ worth. I was willing to do anything to keep DC in my life.
Chapter 28
LaLa
I knew I wasn’t going crazy when I thought I spotted Carla, but watching her leave a grocery store, confirmed that I wasn’t seeing things. I wanted to tell Stacks so badly, but I also wanted to have the honor of killing her since she took away my precious baby. Stacks had a five million dollar reward for her head and I was determined to collect that money.
“Keep eyes on her. Wherever she goes I want you to follow,” I said to Nemo, a guy I hired to help me keep tabs on Carla.
“If boss man finds out about this he is going to kill me,” he whined.
“You gon’ tell him?”
“No.”
“So how he gon’ find out?”
“At least let me come with you as back-up when you get ready to move.”
“I’ll consider it. I have to go home, cook diner then fuck my husband into a deep coma. When I come back, I want to know her exact location. You got it?”
“Yes ma’am,” he nodded.
“You think my husband is scary? Well who do you think ordered the hit on the Johnson boys? Yup, that was me. So don’t fuck up!” I warned him before walking to my car.
When I arrived home, Anna was already making dinner, so the only thing left for me to do was put Stacks to bed. There was no way he was going to leave the house late night without security. Going through my lingerie section of my closet, I pulled out the sexiest blue, sheer lace teddy. I was going to put on a mind-blowing show, then get on my knees and blow his mind.
“How was your day?” Stacks asked walking in the room.
“It was good. Yours?”
“Stressful, all these niggas on my payroll and they letting bitches outsmart them.”
“Everything is going to work out baby, don’t worry,” I replied kissing him on the neck.”
“You plan on wearing that for me tonight?” he asked lifting up the teddy.
“I plan on doing a lot of shit to you tonight,” I winked walking out of the room.
I walked past the twins who were on the floor watching Thomas and Friends and into the kitchen.
“You need help?” I asked Anna.
“Yes baby, make the cornbread for me,” she said passing me four Jiffy Mix boxes.
“Ma, it’s only us. Why you always gotta make these big ass full-course meals,” I laughed, pouring the contents of the boxes into a bowl.
“I love cooking,” she shrugged.
“Have you ever thought about opening a restaurant?”
“That used to be a dream of mine.”
“What happened?” I asked pouring the mixture into a baking dish.
“I don’t have any money to do all that chile.”
“Don’t insult me like that ma, Stacks and I can help you.”
“After all you babies did for me I don’t want to burden you.”
“It’s no burden. The fact that you are here cooking, cleaning, and taking care of the babies means a lot. Stacks and I will be more than happy to help you.”
“Help with what?” Stacks asked walking into the kitchen.
“I was just telling ma how we would love to help her start up her own restaurant.”
“Of course we will. You can call it Mama Ann’s. Lala, call Cinnamon and have her find ma a nice location.”
“Oh my God! I can’t believe this,” Anna squealed. “I love you guys so much.”
“We love you more. If it wasn’t for you, I would have been stuck eating Lala’s boring ass gourmet meals and shit.”
“Shut up,” I rolled my eyes at Stacks.
“Dinner should be done in about twenty minutes. Out my kitchen,” Anna said shooing us away.
Stacks and I went in the living room to play with our children. Looking down at my baby made me think back to the one I miscarried. Not a day goes by that I didn’t think about my baby. The more I thought about it the more I was set on my decision of getting rid of Carla. Thinking about Carla’s ass pissed me off so bad that I ended up tearing into the inside of my jaws.
As a family, we sat down to a meal of smothered pork chops, black-eyed peas and neck bones, yellow rice, collard greens and smoked tails, cornbread, mac and cheese, and strawberry cake. We talked about Anna’s new restaurant and the arrangements we will now be making for the kids. Chad’s mother was opening up a daycare so everything ended up working itself out.
While Stacks put the kids to bed, I went in the bathroom to take a shower. Grabbing my Olay body wash, I lathered my washcloth and cleansed my body thoroughly, paying extra attention to my kitty. The thought of Stacks’ tongue all in between my legs, had me near an orgasm. Rinsing my body off, I applied the shower lotion on my skin then rinsed it off as well.
With my body smelling like warm brown sugar, I walked out of the tub and applied lavender scented body oil to my skin. I gave myself a few spritz of my Black Raspberry body spray, then slipped the teddy over my head.
I walked in the room to Stacks lying in the bed wearing nothing but a pair of boxers. He had a blunt between his lips and he looked me up and down. Giving him a twirl, I bent over and touched my toes, giving a clear view of my pussy from behind. I hit the button that was on the wall causing my stripper pole and colorful lights to appear. Pressing play on the song I already chose to dance to, I waited for the music to play before grabbing ahold of the pole.
Me and you, chillin’ in my bedroom, baby
All alone, so we can get real freaky, baby
I touch your body to let you know that the time is now
I want to love you like you never been loved baby
So make it rain silk on me
It will be me and you together
Rollin’ in the bed, hiding in the, the covers
Loving each other for life, babe
Loving each other for life
Methrone’s “Loving Each Other For Life” started to play, as I began to slow grind on the pole. I climbed all the way to the top of the pole. With my legs planted firmly on the ceiling, I began popping my ass upside down. Sliding down the pole, I opened my legs wide and landed in a split. I made my left cheek, then right cheek bounce to the beat of the song.
“Bring that ass over here,” Stacks growled.
Walking over to him, I stared at the tent his dick made in his boxers. I unbuttoned that one button that was at the slit of the boxers, freeing his penis. It bounced out of the slit and I caught it in my mouth, deep throating it. I allowed his dick to hit the back of my throat as I swallowed hard on it. Humming the words of the song, I allowed the vibrations of my mouth to bring him to ecstasy.
Pulling me up to him by my hair, Stacks shoved his tongue down my throat, ripping the teddy off my body. He stuck two fingers in me that I gladly rode until I was cumming. Flipping me over, Stacks dipped his tongue in my cookie jar and ate my cookie until it was gone. I was the one trying to put him to sleep, but just that quick he reversed the role.
Getting back on task, I jumped on his dick and bounced on it like a pogo stick. Rae Sremmurd’s “Throw Some Mo” came on and I went wild on the dick. I fucked him to the beat of the song while he tried his best to hold on.
“Fuck Lala, what the fuck are you doing to me?” he groaned, gripping my hips.
Throw some so mo
Throw some so mo
Throw some so mo
Throw some so mo
Throw some so mo
Nicki Minaj encouraged me and that’s exactly what I did. I threw my ass in a circle on the dick, until he was coating my walls with his nut.
“Damn ma, you tryna kill a nigga,” Stacks said looking like he was about to pass out.
“Your old ass can’t hang,” I joked kissing him on the lips.
“You lucky I just ate all that food. If it wasn’t for that heavy ass meal, I would
have flipped your little ass over,” he yawned.
“I know bae.” I kissed his lips and waited for him to drift off to sleep.
I waited two hours after Stacks fell asleep before sliding out of bed. I tiptoed out of the room and made a dash to the front door. I made sure to silence the alarm so it wouldn’t chirp when I opened the door. Once the coast was clear, I ran to my car and took off.
“What’s the word Nemo.” I said into my phone.
“She’s been home for the past three hours. I think she’s asleep now.”
“Ok. I’m on my way.”
I pulled over to the curb and changed my clothes. I threw on some Nike sweats with the matching jacket. I tore open the box that contained a brand new pair of ‘stomp a bitch out’ steel toe combat boots, and slid them on my feet. Making sure my gun was loaded and ready to fire, I placed it in the ankle of my boot then grabbed another one and placed it in the small of my back.
It took me an hour to make it to Carla’s house. When I got there, I spotted Nemo’s car and got in with him.
“Any movement?” I asked.
“No, you’re free to go in, but I’m coming with you,” he said cocking back his AK-47.
“Let’s go.”
Carla’s house was pitch black when we made it inside.
POW!
“Ohhhh!” Nemo screamed going down.
“It’s dark, you’re in my house, if I kill you I walk,” I heard Carla say, but I couldn’t see her.
POW!
She shot at me missing me by a few inches. I jumped back and hid behind the wall where I bumped into a switch. Flipping the switch the bright light filled the house causing Carla to miss shooting Nemo. I pulled out my gun and shot her twice in the leg causing her to fall.
“Nemo you straight?”
“Yes. This bitch shot me in the fucking shoulder! Finish that hoe,” he groaned in pain.
Carla tried to squirm away so I shot her twice in the other leg, then in each of her shoulder blades.
“I don’t know what the fuck you were thinking when you decided to come for me,” I spat training my gun on her.
“Make sure I’m dead before you walk away. You niggers are good for leaving shit unfinished,” she smirked.
