That East Side Love 2

by Lucinda John

  "I love you Cray," Bobby said shattering my heart again.

  I couldn't believe I put my relationship in jeopardy for Bobby. I felt like shit for allowing Bobby to play me the way he did. Silly me for holding on to the small hope of Bobby and I being together. I basically went against Zoe for a nigga that was already tied down.

  "Hey Diamond," Cray said spotting me.

  "Hey," I whispered.

  Bobby tried to look over at me but he was too weak.

  "Talk to your boy, I'll go get a doctor," Cray said wobbling out of the room.

  My feet felt as if it was gorilla glued to the floor when it came time to walk over to Bobby. I was face to face with the guy that I loved since the age of fifteen, and my heart melted. Even though he was in bad condition, he still found the courage to smile that beautiful smile I so badly love.

  "Is it mine?" he whispered.

  "I don't know," I replied causing a frown to appear on his face. "I'm about to go."

  "So soon?" he asked.

  "Yeah, I don't want to intrude on you and Cray," I replied allowing to hurt to drip from my voice.

  "It's not like that," he argued.

  "Save it, Bobby, you love her, so be with her. Stop stringing me along."

  He was about to give a rebuttal, but Cray walked in followed by the doctor, shutting him up. I used this as an opportunity to slip away and leave the hospital. Making my way to Sky's car, I sat in silence as tears cascaded down my face the whole ride back to the house.

  Arriving to our house, I didn't feel like being bothered, so I placed the DO NOT DISTURB sign on my door and locked myself away from the world. Taking a quick shower, I slipped one of Zoe's t-shirts over my head. I wanted to so badly call him but I couldn't muster up the courage to do so. Throwing my phone across the room, I grabbed my pillow and cried myself to sleep.

  Chapter 2

  Zoe

  Watching Diamond escape to save that nigga pissed me off. I couldn't believe she sat in my face apologizing for sleeping with that nigga only to run to his side. I was fucked up behind her actions because I was really starting to dig shorty. I was so in love with Diamond that being without her scared me. What me and Beamer had in the past did not compare to the love I have for Diamond. It was as if cupid’s fat ass shot me in the ass and now all I could do was think about her.

  "Damn bruh, you need to hit this shit again?" Choppa asked passing me the blunt.

  "Man, roll up some more Kush and pop a few bottles, lil mama got a nigga head fucked up," I honestly replied.

  "I ain't never seen your head gone over some bitch like this?"

  POW

  I hit Choppa in the jaw. The fuck was wrong with him for disrespecting Diamond.

  "Aight bruh, I’mma charge that to the game since your love sick ass hurting," he replied, wiping the blood with the back of his hand.

  We were all chilling at the white house surrounded by bad bitches. Rich Homie’s "Flex" was blasting in the background, while everyone was having a great time…everyone except me. It's been a full week since Diamond escaped from me and I haven't talked to her yet. My main reason for staying away from her was because my anger was on ten. Now that Diamond was pregnant, I didn't want to lash out on her, although her ass did deserve to get slapped a few times for fucking up.

  "Bruh, I'm out," I said struggling to get up.

  "You need a ride?" Rich asked noticing how fucked up I was.

  "Yeah," I slightly slurred.

  I never really got this fucked up, but Diamond had me hugging bottles of Patrons and shit dealing with her ass. Gulping that last bit of strong clear liquor, I threw the empty bottle on the couch as Rich and Choppa helped me to the car.

  "Take me to Diamond's house," I called out once, Choppa fired up the engine.

  "Bruh you sure?" he replied eyeing me through the rearview mirror.

  "Man, take me to my baby mom's house," I said hoping that statement was true.

  Every day for the past week, I prayed three times a day begging God to let me be the father of the baby Diamond was carrying. My niggas was calling me a sucker, but they didn't understand the void I felt in my heart when I found out Beamer lost my child. I low-key always wanted a lil’ nigga to follow behind my footsteps so I could teach him

  everything my father taught me. Having a baby would make a nigga happy, but having one with someone that completed me would make life so much better.

  Choppa and Rich carried me to Diamond's door. Rich held on to me while Choppa pulled out his key and opened the door. I knew he was fucking with Star but I ain't know he was rocking with her like that. For him to be carrying the girl's house key around let me know that for once, my right hand was feeling somebody. Choppa fucked with bitches for long periods of time, but he never was the type to take possession over one. I had to make it my business to question his intent with Star when I sobered up.

  As we walked through the house, all the lights were off. It had to be around ten at night so I wondered where the fuck Diamond was. If she was with that nigga I swear I was going to pump a hot one in his chest. My biggest mistake was running of the field without assuring Bobby was dead. Pete dropped me a text letting me know them pigs were on their way responding to gunshots. We were deep in the hood so I knew they wouldn't be there anytime soon, but just to be on the safe side me and my boys left, leaving Bobby and his crew sprawled out on

  the ground, each drawing in their blood.

  Bobby was a nigga with heart. He was able to get at me putting a few hot ones in my chest. However, he fucked up when he decided to run with those pussy ass niggas he considered his crew. Fuck niggas waited until their boss was on the floor to start busting, where the fuck they did that at? My niggas were shoot first ask question later type

  niggas. I ain't roll with niggas who were scared to toe tag a motherfucker.

  "Yo I'm out, you good?" Choppa asked wearing a scowl on his face.

  I could tell he was wondering where the fuck Star was this time of night. As much as he ain't want to admit it, Star had his nose wide open. Seeing my boys out, I stripped down naked. I put the clothes that she had everywhere on her bed away in her closet, then got in the bed. I was going to get on her ass later for how messy her room was; she knew I hated when shit was out of place.

  I was almost in a deep slumber when I heard tussling in the room. Looking over at the digital clock that was on her nightstand, I read that it was eleven forty five. Why the fuck she was coming in fifteen minutes to midnight was beyond me.

  "Where were you?" I asked alarming her.

  "Class."

  "What the fuck type of class end at midnight?" I asked sitting up in the bed.

  Her eyes began to dance all over my naked body, causing a smirk to appear on my face. The way her eyes filled up with lust let me know she was missing the D. My dick twitched looking her over. She was simply dressed in some lime green Nike tights that made her ass stand out, a lime green, pink, and white Nike t-shirt, with a matching pair of Nikes on her feet. My baby was starting to embrace her feminine side and it was such a fucking turn on that I almost forgot her ass came in close to midnight.

  "I have a class in Boca Raton that’s from seven to ten fifteen. After class, Star, Sky and I went out to eat," she said preparing herself for a shower.

  "Why you about to jump in the shower?"

  "I went to work then went straight to school, I would love to wash my ass!" she snapped.

  "Come here," I said half believing her story.

  She slowly walked over to me, and I pulled her on top of me. Placing her on my dick, I began kissing on her neck inhaling her scent. Satisfied that she didn’t smell like a nigga, I slapped her on the ass and lay back down with her still straddling my lap.

  "You either gon’ ride this dick or you can get up and take a shower," I said slipping my fingers in her panties and into her hot box.

  Rolling her eyes, she got up and stormed into the bathroom. I located her phone on her desk next to her bag
and picked it up. Keying in the month and day we started dating, I was granted access into her phone. Scrolling through her messages I saw that she had thirty unread messages from Bobby. Desperate ass nigga, I thought as I read the

  messages from him begging her to talk to him.

  Bobby: If I were you, I'd walk around in a bulletproof vest. Stop texting my bitch nigga, daddy's home.

  I texted him back before walking into the bathroom. Diamond was softly humming, as she filled the bathroom with fog and the smell of almond butter body wash. Getting in the shower with her, I adjusted the temperature until the water was warm and grabbed the sponge from her.

  "You tryna burn my baby? Showering in this hot ass water!" I said causing her to laugh. "What's so funny?" I asked.

  "I don't' think the water can burn the baby."

  "Hmm, I'll ask the doctor at the next appointment. When is it anyways?"

  "I'm waiting for my pregnancy Medicaid," she said turning around so I could wash her back.

  "Go ahead and make that appointment, I'll pay for it. I want you to stop working so you can focus more on school."

  "Not gonna happen," she replied matching my gaze.

  Sometimes I hated how independent Diamond was, but I had to remember her circumstances. Diamond didn't have it easy growing up, that's why she worked as hard as she did.

  "At least cut back some of your hours."

  "I'll think about it. I got a good paying job at Vitas, and I don't do anything but schedule transportation for old people. I sit on my ass all day," she argued.

  "I don't want you wearing your body out," I said placing her hands on the shower rod and lifting her up.

  When I was eye level with her pussy, I began digging in to it. It's been a while since I ate Diamond's sweet pussy and I was craving for it. The way her juices dripped in my mouth, then melted on my tongue had my dick poking straight out, touching the shower walls.

  "Ohhhhhhhhh mmmmmmmmm," she moaned as I used my tongue as a dick and began fucking her with it.

  My tongue was long enough to tickle her g-spot causing her to cry out in pleasure. Slithering my tongue in her insides in a snake like motion, I used my thumb to press on her clit until she filled my mouth with her sweet nectar.

  "I see you been eating the pineapples like I told you to," I smiled, sticking my tongue in her mouth so she could taste the benefits of her drinking pineapple juice.

  Sliding her on my dick, her nails raked across my back as she yelped out in pain. I sat her on my dick and sucked on her neck to allow her pussy muscles to relax around my dick. Grabbing on of her titties, I licked around her nipples, before gently nursing on them. Tugging her nipples between my teeth, she began to squirm and grind on my dick. Pushing her legs back on the tile walls, I thrust in and out of her, feeding her hungry pussy my meaty dick. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head as her pussy choked, then drooled all over my dick.

  I could still feel the after effect of her orgasm, as I continued to stroke in and out of her. Pushing her legs farther back, I buried myself in the crook of her neck, biting into her shoulder blade to keep from screaming out like a bitch. My nut build up was so intense that I howled out like a wolf as I began to fill her up with my nut. I wanted to flip her ass over and go another round, but I could see the exhaustion all over her face.

  Rinsing her off, I carried her to the bed and dried her body from head to toe. Grabbing the warm French Vanilla body lotion from her collection of body lotions and sprays that decorated her vanity, I poured some in the palm of her hand and began to rub every part of her body until she began to relax and moan. I sprayed her body with the warm French Vanilla body spray, and applied her Degree deodorant under her arms.

  After tidying up her room, I got in bed with her and went through my phone. JoJo’s ass been blowing my phone up and I was about to put my foot up her ass. Yeah I fucked with her when Diamond wasn't talking to me, but her ass knew better. She was a certified sideline hoe, so she was familiar with all the rules and regulations.

  "Are you hungry?" I asked Diamond. I could tell she wasn't sleeping by her breathing pattern.

  "No."

  "You done with that nigga?"

  "Are you done with those bitches?"

  "What bitches?" I asked pulling her closer to me.

  "Beamer and JoJo."

  "How you know about JoJo?" I asked hoping that hoe wasn't running her mouth.

  "The streets talk."

  "Diamond, I am a human, that doesn't justifies for me cheating on you, but that's to let you know that I am not perfect. I'm mad that you let Beamer get in your head and fuck up our relationship, before you gave me a chance to explain. When I found out Beamer was fucking Bobby, the most I let her do is suck my dick. I know that ain't no better, but I wasn't fucking her like the way she was making it seem. That's why I had to put her ass in her place. I hate for a bitch to lie on my dick," I sighed.

  "Mmm," was her only response.

  The room was silent before she started crying.

  "What's wrong bae?" I asked pulling her on top of me.

  "I'm so confused," she sobbed.

  "About what?"

  "I fall in love with Bobby, he plays me for Cray. I fall in love with you and you play me for Beamer. I love you both and now I'm pregnant and don't know who I'm pregnant from. I love both of you enough to let y'all go before you guys end up killing one another. I just need time to figure this all out," she whispered putting her head down.

  Lifting her head with my fingers, a flood of her tears fell from her eyes and landed on my chest. It broke my heart to have to let her go but if this was something she had to do in order to get herself together, I was with it. As much as I wanted to kill Bobby, if making his life a living hell was all I could settle for then so be it. I was willing to do anything to keep Diamond happy and the baby stress free.

  Flipping her over, I gazed into her pretty eyes before locking lips with her. Our tongues boxed with each other as I slid my way deep into her. Letting out a deep breath, I looked her in the eyes while I made

  love to her.

  "I love you Diamond," I whispered in her ears.

  Chapter 3

  Cray

  The thought of Bobby being with someone other than me hurt me to the core. Diamond and Bobby's friendship has always been suspect to me. I wasn't blind or dumb. I could see the love they had for each other. The way Bobby looked at Diamond, was the same way I was trying get him to look at me for years. I never said anything but I knew all about the night Bobby spent with Diamond. I also knew of her pregnancy and the possibility of the baby being Bobby's. Here I am seven centimeters dilated, with strong contractions rippling through my body and all I could think about is Bobby leaving me for her. From the outside it looked as if I was crying due to the labor pains, but in the inside I was really crying because I couldn't stomach Bobby leaving me.

  "Baby I'm here," Bobby said as he rushed by my side.

  A faint smile appeared across my face as I stared into the love of my life eyes. I was so in love with Bobby that I wasn't willing to let him go; however, I wasn't going to sit back and be a fool for him. Once everything simmered down, I was going to have him make a choice; it was either going to be me or Diamond.

  "Ok Crayola, you are ready to push. On the count of three, I want you to push down hard like you're having a bowel movement," the doctor instructed.

  "Ok," I replied with the roll of my eyes. I told her numerous of times to call me Cray, but she insisted on calling me by whole name like she was trying to be funny and shit.

  After pushing, breathing, screaming and pushing some more, my son, Bobby Jr, BJ, was born. The moment the doctor placed his bloody body on top of mine, I fell in love. I held tight to my chest as we made body to body contact. Looking down at my beautiful baby boy nothing else mattered. All that mattered was making sure my son had a happy and healthy life.

  "Good job baby," Bobby smiled kissing me on the lips.

  "Thank you," I whisp
ered.

  Childbirth was more exhausting than working out to one of those "Black Girls Workout Too" exercise DVDs. I was so drained that all I wanted to do was go to sleep. The nurse brought the baby to me once he was all cleaned up and it was time for me to breastfeed. With the help of the La Leche nurse, he was able to latch on and nurse.

  "Lil’ man stealing my titties," Bobby said rubbing the top of BJ 's head.

  "I guess you gon’ be sucking on something else," I joked.

  "Hell nah, watching that pussy hole get big and seeing that head come out put an end to my pussy eating days," he laughed.

  When BJ was done feeding, I handed him to Bobby to get burped. I watched in awe as Bobby sat in the rocking chair with BJ and rocked until they both fell asleep. I was afraid that Bobby might drop the baby, so I snapped a quick picture of them and put the baby in his bassinet to sleep. Leaning down I gave Bobby a quick peck on the lips causing his eyes to open. He grabbed me into his arms and sat me on his lap. We sat together in the rocking chair rocking back and forth. No words were spoken for our communication with each other.