by Nikki Brown
“I know you do.” He stopped and looked at me. “I got something I need to tell you.”
“What?” I asked with much attitude.
“I kept the phone that we had in Michigan, and Milgram keeps on fucking calling.” I looked at him and thought about all the grief he gave me about leaving that phone knowing that my mother's voice was on it.
“But you gave me so much shit about leaving my phone knowing the reason that I wanted to keep it.”
“I know baby, but I did just in case anything popped off, we would have a way to tell someone back home what was going on.”
“I’m glad that I didn’t listen to you.” I glared at him.
“So, you didn’t leave the phone?”
“No, I told you there were voicemails from my mom on there,” I yelled.
“They could trace that phone.”
“Just like they could trace yours.” I looked at him, and he nodded knowing that he was wrong.
“You right, just don’t make any calls on that phone.”
“I know that, Perry.” I rolled my eyes at him.
“We’re doing so good here. I just don’t want trouble to find us.”
“I know that too.”
“I do want to know what Milgram wants though. Probably to arrest my ass for bailing on him.” He laughed, but I didn’t think anything was funny because we were both going down for murder if he catches up with us. “Stop looking like that, everything will be fine.”
“It better be.” I propped my foot up on the table and relaxed in the chair. Things were starting to get better for us I just hoped like hell Milgram was able to keep the Barnes brothers behind bars without us because if not I was sure that they would find us for killing Denari.
Perry headed back out to do God knows what because it damn sure wasn’t any money coming through. My phone rang again, and I looked down at it, and it was Milgram. I cleared it and turned the phone completely off. He was not about to catch me slipping.
Chapter Nineteen
Jaako
Sitting at the bar, chilling watching the strippers on the main stage slide up and down the pole collecting money in their G-strings. I wasn’t interested in any of that though. All I wanted to do was be at home with Yameka cuddled up, but right now I didn’t know if I could trust her. I just didn’t believe that her dad knew all about the shit with my uncle and she didn’t. Something wasn’t sitting right with me on that.
I was here meeting Unc tonight because he said he really needed to see me and have a man to man. Why in the fuck he wanted to meet at Onyx, I had no idea, but here I was waiting on his ass.
“Jaako, I’m glad you came.” He walked over to the bar and patted my shoulder. “Let’s step over here so we can have a little more privacy.”
I followed him over to the corner so that we could have this talk that he was itching to have. I didn’t really care to have this conversation with him, but I was here out of respect.
“Listen I know y’all mad and ain’t fucking with me, but I just need y’all to understand my point. If I had stayed around there would have been more charges than anyone could’ve ever sifted through and we would’ve all been under the jail. I did what I needed to do to make sure y’all walked, and that’s what I did. I may not have gone about it the best way but it was the only way that I knew how to go about it, and I won’t apologize for that. But what I will apologize for is the fact that I didn’t tell y’all what was up or give y’all some kind of heads up.”
“You left us in the dark; like we could have been all kinds of fucked up.”
“I wouldn’t have let that happen.”
“What if you didn’t have a choice, we could’ve gotten killed in jail or killed somebody, and we would still be in that bitch or dead.”
“I paid to make sure that didn’t happen.” I had thought of all of that shit once I found out that the judge had already been paid off. I paid to have them comfortable and safe until we could get the shit straightened out.
“You thought of everything didn’t you, except how the fuck we would feel. You didn’t even come to Denari’s funeral.” I yelled the last part because that’s what Omari was most hurt about, we talked about it the other day, and that shit bothered him.
“I was there.” Was all he said.
“The fuck you mean?”
“Just because you didn’t see me, doesn’t mean I wasn’t there. Hell I go visit him at least once a week.”
I didn’t know what to say because we just thought that he didn’t come, now knowing that he did I couldn’t really say anything.
“One more thing.” He said and looked at me.
“What?”
“She didn’t know.” I looked at him. “Yameka didn’t know, in order for her to be able to defend you guys to the fullest she couldn’t know anything about what was going on. She did her job like she always does and we were playing the backfield to make sure shit was working like it was supposed to.”
“Any more secrets yo’ ass walking around with?” I was still pissed off a little, but I guess I understood where he was coming from. As a man, he did what he thought was best for him to do for his family. Even if we didn’t agree with it, who were we to question it?
“Nah that’s it and when we handle this business, which we almost got they asses, we gonna all talk about what’s next.”
“Aight, cool.”
“I need to meet with y’all tomorrow night at the warehouse, we need to straighten some shit out and quick.”
“I’ll let Kayson and Omari know.”
“Thanks for hearing me out nephew, I’m hoping shit will blow over soon, and we can get back to how we used to do shit.”
“Well you know Kayson and Omari stubborn as fuck, so I guess we’ll see.” He laughed.
“Already know.”
We chopped it up for another hour and then headed in our separate directions. I hopped in my car and headed to the house that I now shared with Yameka. Once I got out, she decided that she didn’t care what people thought that she had spent too much time away from me already, but shit had been tense, and it was all on me.
I didn’t trust her fully about shit with her dad, and I was wrong because she never gave me a reason not to trust her. It was late as fuck, but I felt like I needed to have a serious conversation with her about how I was feeling and what I wanted next.
When I pulled up to the house, I could tell that the living room TV was on, that let me know that she was already up and waiting for me. I wasn’t in the mood to fight, but I owed her an explanation for my behavior the last few weeks. As soon as I walked through the door, she sat up on the couch and looked at me.
“I love the man you are which is why I go so hard for you Jaako.” She paused, and her eyes got glossy. “But don’t go fuck up a good thing behind some revenge shit.”
I could see why she would think that because I was barely around and I always put it on business when the truth was, I was pissed because I thought she was lying to me. Another thing that was bothering me was the fact that Yameka wasn’t really an emotional person, so the fact that she was about to cry over something I had done was fucking with me.
“Baby, we need to talk.”
“I don’t like the sound of that.” She gave me that don’t fuck with me look and I wanted to laugh, but I knew that it wasn’t the time.
“Nothing like that.” I eased her mind. “I been leaving the house because I thought you were up to some shit with my uncle and your dad.”
“Wait, what?”
“I thought you were lying to me and you know how I feel about that.”
“So, where you been going?”
“To my brother’s or bars, tonight I met my uncle, and he let me in on some shit.”
“So, you saying you don’t trust me?” She asked with her eyes narrowed.
“That’s not what I’m saying at all, I trust you with my life, it was just too much bullshit going on around me, and I couldn’t sort through the
shit.”
“No, you thought I was being shady and keeping shit from you.” She tore through the sugar coating I was trying to put on the explanation. “Keep it real with me.”
“I thought you knew.”
“But I told you I didn’t, and that should have been enough. I’m a grown ass woman and I don’t have to fucking lie to no one.” She said with tears running down her face. She was starting to scare me with all of this. “Here I am pregnant by a fucking man who doesn’t trust me. You should have told me that shit before you nutted in me you fucking asshole.” She yelled and picked up the glass ornament that donned the tables and threw it at me. I ducked just in time for it to miss my head.
Welp that explains it, why she has been so emotional and shit. I walked over to her, and I grabbed her up and hugged the shit out of her. She cried and cussed into my shirt while I held her.
“I love you, and I’m sorry I didn’t trust you,” I said. “It won’t happen again, and I’m so happy you carrying my seed. I promise to be everything for the two of you.”
I held her while she cried, I was wrong and I knew it, and I needed to make sure that I made it all up to her and I knew exactly how I was going to do that.
Chapter Twenty
Kayson
I sat back and watched as Jenacia’s ass bounced back on my dick. I had her ass bent over the bed with that nice ass arch just like I like it. I took my hand and smacked her ass just to watch it jiggle. Tired of the teasing, I grabbed her waist and started working her little ass out. Her shit was nice and tight just like I liked it.
“Fuck Kayson, you gonna make me cum.”
“That’s the fucking point, do that shit.” I gritted, she was feeling so fucking good that I barely got those words out.
“Ummmm baby.” She moaned out right before I heard one of the twins start that crying shit. They hardly ever cried except when their greedy asses were hungry or when they knew that I was trying to create them another brother or sister. “Hold on baby.”
“Nah fuck that, them little niggas some fucking cock blockers they asses gonna wait.” I pushed her back down and finished getting my nut. I already knew what it was so I sped up so I could get my shit off before they really started that wailing shit.
“Damn it, baby.” Jenacia moaned, and I felt her juices ooze down my balls, that feeling alone got me to where I needed to be.
“Got damn baby, I’m ‘bout to nut.” I pulled all the way out and thrust back in and then sped up and repeated that until I was unleashing all of my little people into her womb with hopes of creating another life.
“Kayson!”
“What?” I was breathing heavy trying to catch my breath.
“You know I ain’t on birth control.”
“Why would you be? Hell, we about to get married, that means that womb belongs to me. I can do what I damn well please. Hell, it already belongs to me, what am I talking about? And I hope I just made a little girl that looks just like you.” I smiled and pulled out of her.
“I am not gonna be out here with 12 chaps following behind me.” She got up off the bed.
“Not 12, but I do want at least four or five.”
“Yeah, well how about we deal with them hollering ones we got in the room right now?”
“Don’t try and change the damn subject Jenacia, we doing this.”
“Yeah yeah, go get your sons.” She said waving me off and heading into the bathroom.
“You heard what the hell I said,” I mumbled.
I headed to the bathroom beside the boy's room to wash my hands so I could see what the hell was wrong with them. When I walked in Kyndon’s mischievous ass was attempting to climb over the rails of his crib. Kayson was still sleeping surprisingly.
“What the hell you doing man?” I said startling him. “Get yo’ ass back in the bed.” I pushed him back over the rail and checked his butt, he was dry as ever and looked around for his bottle and realized that it was in Kayson’s crib. His little ass was trying to wake up his brother. I told Jenacia’s ass we needed to separate their cribs. Kyndon’s ass was something else.
“Daddadadada,”
“Dadada my ass, get yo’ ass in that bed lil’ nigga.”
“Stop calling them that, Kayson,” Jenacia said walking in on my conversation with Kyndon, who was looking at me like he wanted to fuck me up or something.
“Nah you the reason they spoiled. This shit about to stop, Daddy’s home.”
“Daddy my ass.” Jenacia laughed because I was just as soft with them until they cock blocked, then I was mad. “You just mad because they interrupted you.”
“You got damn right, and it wasn’t they, it was just his little ass. Kayson’s still sleep.”
“No, he ain’t.” Jenacia laughed.
“Yeah, the hell he is.”
“No, he’s trying to ignore Kyndon, so he pretends to be sleep.”
I walked over to the crib, and sure enough, Kayson was laying there playing with his bottle. He looked up at me and smiled and shook my head because he was definitely my fucking twin. He acted like me and everything. I reached for Kayson and picked him up and walked over to Kyndon and picked him up and walked to the living room.
“It’s after midnight Kayson, they need to be in bed.”
"Do it look like these little niggas about to go to sleep?” She looked at me and shook her head and followed me to the living room like I thought she would. We played with them until they knocked back out and we laid them back down and went for round two.
I needed to be relaxed when I met with Unc at the warehouse, because the way I felt I would knock his shit off just for the hell of it.
I really wasn’t feeling this being in the same room with Unc thing right now, because the way my attitude is set up I was liable to fuck his lying ass up. Jaako came to me with that bullshit about him doing what he had to do, and I didn’t buy that shit one minute. That nigga’s actions was selfish as fuck and caused me a damn year out of my kid's lives. So I wasn’t with the shits, but I was here because my brothers asked me to be, and for them I would give my fucking life.
“What up, bruh?” Omari dapped me up as I walked into the warehouse.
“Not shit, we need to get this shit under control so we can get the fuck out.” I looked around the warehouse, and these niggas were fucking up all the way.
We heard some new niggas had entered onto our turf, but the minute they heard we were out they wanted to have a sit-down and I told them we could do that. Hell, we didn’t want the shit anymore, the jail shit ain’t for me but I’m a street nigga, so if I’m giving up my fucking turf I’m taxing these niggas.
“Right, I’m thankful as fuck for Lyndon. He took all my shit and moved it to the shop. It’s a smaller operation but it gets the job done, and it’s enough to serve the smoke shop.”
“And keep yo’ ass under the fucking radar.”
“Exactly.” We laughed.
“How shit with you Z, you fix that shit? I ain’t heard shit else about it, so I take it you did.”
“I put some fucking dick in her life, she fine.” I chuckled because he and I both knew that if she heard him say that she would flip shit on his ass. “Nah, but she knew that a nigga fucked up and I didn’t mean that shit. I apologized to her, and she threatened my ass.”
“I was just about to ask if she fucked you up.”
“She wanted to, but a nigga got his Keith Sweat on and got in that heart before her anger had a chance to take over.”
“My nigga.” We dapped up and shared another laugh.
“The fuck is so funny?” Jaako said as he joined in on our little brotherly bonding moment.
“Z ‘bout fucked O up.” I threw out there.
“Z ass got dealt with you mean, and it’s all good in the hood.”
“Bruh save that shit for somebody that believes it, she probably fucked you up.” He laughed.
“Fuck y’all man; I don’t know why y’all think her ass run something.”
“Because she do.” Me and Jaako said at the same time.
“Go to hell, where the hell Unc’s ass at man I gotta go remind Zemia what she got before she gets mad again.” We laughed.
“My bad fellas, I was getting some shit together,” Unc said walking in with Tate’s disloyal ass.
I didn’t really have much to say once they entered the room. I could see Omari and Jaako looking at me. They must have noticed my mood change. I walked over and sat at the table just in case the muthafucka thought it was okay to embrace me. I wanted to show him that I wasn’t there yet. He looked at me and nodded his head; I guess his ass understood.
“I’ma get down to it, we found Krista and Perry. Well, my P.I. did and they chilling trying to set up shop in Arizona.”
“How the fuck they get down there?” Jaako asked.
“They were supposed to testify again at your appeal, but we found out where they were and went after them, but someone tipped them off. They were gone before we could get to them. So I guess they headed there.”
“Well let’s go,” Omari said.
“I thought yo’ ass had to go check on Zemia.” I chuckled.
“Fuck you, Kay.” He flipped me off.
“I got my P.I. on them, they ain’t going nowhere. Handle your business, and we leave tonight.” He looked at all of us, and we all nodded our heads. “The new crew on the street, I met with the quote unquote king, and he wants a sit down with you and me, Kayson.”
“I already know that.”
“Look Kayson, I don’t want bad blood between us; you’re my son and—”
I looked at this muthafucka like he had sprouted twelve fucking heads. He wasn’t thinking about me being his son when I was in jail, and he was walking around free pretending to be dead.
“You damn sure ain’t acting like it.” I barked.
“I did what I fucking had to do and I ain’t gonna keep apologizing for that shit. You can take it, or fucking leave it. If I hadn’t of done what I did, yo’ ass would still be in fucking jail. Think about that shit!” He yelled and I didn’t even entertain him with a response.
