That East Side Love 2

by Lucinda John

  “Tight work,” I thanked him, paying him six racks in cash.

  I showed the tailor to the door, then walked back in my room. Sky’s shit was taking up so much of my space that I considered getting a bigger crib. I had to see where things between us were going first before I jumped the gun and asked her to move in with me.

  For the most part, Sky and my relationship has pretty much been cool and laid back. We vibe real hard with a connection that was outta this world. Although we jumped into this relationship thing quickly, we still decided to take things a little slow just so that we could fully get to know another. I let Sky know off rip this shit between us was something I wanted to pursue without wasting time and playing games.

  There was still three hours until my party so I decided to kick back and start up a game of Grand Theft Auto. Sky came into the room with a blunt in her hand and straddled me from the back. She grabbed a controller and leaned forward so that her stomach was resting against my legs.

  The way her ass was sat up in them jeans had my whole view of the TV blocked. I grabbed the blunt from her hand, smacked her on the ass and added her to the game. This was the type of shit a nigga lived for. I was able to sit on the couch and watch those dumb ass Lifetime movies with her and in return she played video games with me. Instead of nagging me about spending too much time on the Xbox, she just simply grabbed a controller and joined me.

  *******

  When we walked into Club Mansion, it was body-to-body thick up in that bitch. Thank God for my VIP section because there was no way I wanted to be vibing with motherfuckers breathin down my neck. The event planner I hired did her fucking thing. She had the whole club decked out in some fye ass black and gold decorations.

  The black and gold Armani suit I wore had a nigga looking like a business street nigga. Sky matched my fly wearing a black and gold mini dress that made me want to wring her fucking neck. The dress I picked out for her was five inches longer than the one she had on. She basically had the dress cut shorter and added a drop to the front that displayed too much of her cleavage. The all black gold winged Giuseppe heels she wore, displayed her thick legs and pretty toes. I made sure I had one in the chamber for the nigga that decided to try me by stepping up to her.

  “Happy birthday bro,” Star hugged me, handing me a bag filled with wrapped gifts.

  “Thank you sis,” I replied scanning the room for my niggas.

  “Oh please don’t bring that nigga over here.” Star rolled her eyes, as she caught me motioning for Choppa to come over to me.

  Choppa was on some hot shit as he whispered in a bitch’s ear that was grinding all over his dick. I know he was just acting up to make Star jealous because he found out she was fucking with another nigga. I just hoped and prayed Star wasn’t dumb enough to bring that nigga to my party.

  “What’s good baby!! This party popping with bad bitches,” Choppa said licking his lips at Star.

  That nigga was a fool for real.

  “Where Zoe?”

  “Over there entertaining JoJo’s hoe ass.”

  Hearing that JoJo was here meant that Crista was near. I just hoped and prayed she didn’t start no beef with Sky. I was successful at keeping them apart and I wanted to keep it that way.

  “Damn, that nigga losing it.”

  “For real, that nigga must be really sick if he hugging up with a hoe in public,” Choppa replied.

  “Bae, let me go holla at my nigga real quick,” I said kissing her on the lips before excusing myself.

  When I got to the back area, Zoe was in the VIP area laid back with JoJo on his lap.

  “Damn nigga, since when we started bringing hoes out in public,” Choppa said, not giving a fuck JoJo heard him.

  “Who the fuck you calling a hoe?” JoJo asked jumping in Choppa’s face.

  “If the thot boots fit, where em’,” he replied mushing her so hard she flew back into a table.

  “Damn nigga, Diamond got your ass looking real sick,” I said.

  “Man, fuck that hoe, I’m done with her,” he said trying to convince himself.

  “Speaking of Diamond, there she goes with that nigga,” Choppa said.

  “Where?” Zoe popped up with his gat in his hand.

  “I thought you wasn’t worried about her,” Choppa laughed.

  “I should shoot your fuck ass,” Zoe snapped, putting his burner away.

  After drinking and smoking with my boys I went to go find Sky so she could grind on my dick. I spotted her in the far corner on the phone, but as soon as she saw me approaching her, she hurried off the phone.

  “Who was that?” I asked.

  “My boss asking me if I could work tomorrow.”

  “What did you tell him?” I asked grabbing her swaying her to the beat of Jeremiah’s “Birthday Sex.”

  “I told him no.”

  “It's yo birthday, so I know you want to ride out

  Even if we only go to my house

  Sip on weezy as we sit upon my couch

  Feels good, but I know you want to cry out

  You say you want passion, I think you found it

  Get ready for action, don't be astounded

  We switching positions, you feel so rounded

  Tell me where you want your gift, girl

  Girl you know I-I-I, Girl you know I-I-I

  I been feenin,

  Wake up in the late night

  Been dreamin bout your loving, girl

  Girl you know I-I-I, Girl you know I-I-I

  Don't need candles and cake

  Just need your body to make...

  Birthday sex...Birthday sex

  Birthday sex...Birthday sex”

  I sung in her ears as we slow grind to the beat.

  “Damn you got me wet,” she whispered.

  “Let me feel.” I slipped my fingers up her dress. “Damn,” I moaned as my fingers slipped in and out of her. “You about to drown us in this motherfucker.”

  “You need to handle that,” she licked her lips.

  “I plan to.” I kissed her. “What the fuck?” I said as I felt Sky being snatched from me.

  “So this the bitch that got you acting brand new,” Crista said punching Sky in the face.

  Before I could say reply Sky rushed Crista and she crashed into some tables. Sky got on top of Crista and started fucking her up. Seeing her sister losing the fight, JoJo jumped in and kicked Sky in the head. Just as I was going to react, Star ran up out of nowhere and started raining blows on JoJo. Star had JoJo up against the wall fucking her up like she was a nigga.

  Recovering from the blow, Sky got up and tried to rush Crista but I grabbed her.

  “Let me go Rich now!” she yelled. “I’mma fuck that bitch up.”

  “She’s pregnant,” I said holding Sky tighter.

  “She should've thought of that shit before she came at me.”

  “Just chill.”

  “Fuck that,” she spat reaching in her purse and grabbing a can of mace.

  Sky was really flexible so she managed to wiggle out of my arms and maces the fuck out of Crista and JoJo. She punched Crista in the face, then helped Star stomp JoJo.

  “Jay, get Crista,” I yelled to one of my block boys.

  I grabbed Sky by the waist and threw her over my shoulders. I sat her in the car and drove towards my house. I texted Jay and instructed him to take Crista to the hospital to make sure my baby was good.

  “Why the fuck would you do that?” I scolded Sky when we got to my house.

  “The bitch ran up on me first!”

  “I told you to fucking chill. She’s pregnant with my baby Sky!”

  “Well her ass should have been sitting home eating ice cream or some shit. You see Diamond had sense enough not to come to a fucking club, big belly pregnant,” Sky screamed making a point.

  “I understand. Crista ain’t got no fucking sense but I figured you would be the bigger person.”

  “Well when somebody comes at me wrong, my first reacti
on is to defend my fucking self. You know what, I don’t know why the fuck I’m explaining myself to you!”

  “What the fuck you mean by that?”

  “I mean I shouldn’t have ever gotten into this fucking relationship with you. I knew some shit like this was going to go down sooner or later,” she spat.

  “Man, you talking out the side of your neck right now.”

  “Thank God I kept Valarie around. I guess it’s always good to have a plan B.”

  WHAM!

  I smacked Sky in her face. All this time she had me thinking shit between us was one hundred but she was still licking that bitch’s pussy then coming home to kiss me. I stopped fucking with all my hoes for this hoe and this how she come at me.

  “Get your coochie bumping ass out my fucking house.” I spat, walking up to my room and slamming the door behind me.

  Chapter 22

  Star

  I can't remember, why we fell apart

  From something that was so meant to be

  Forever was the promise in our hearts

  Now more and more, I wonder where you are

  Do I ever cross your mind, any time?

  Do you ever wake up reaching out for me?

  Do I ever cross your mind, any time?

  I miss you

  Brian McKnight’s “Anytime” played softly through my headphones as I laid in Brody’s tub soaking myself in Blueberry bubbles. I was where I wanted to be with thoughts of Choppa on my mind. I knew firsthand what Diamond was feeling while she had to battle her heart because it wanted to be with two different guys. The only difference between us was I wasn’t going to be any nigga’s fool. Choppa didn’t want to be the man I needed him to be so I moved on.

  “Dinner is ready,” Brody said pulling the headphones out of my ears.

  “I’ll be out in a sec,” I smiled.

  Being with Brody was different. All my life I dated street niggas, so to be with someone legit was new. He wasn’t rough like Choppa was but I still liked him because he knew how to cater to my needs. He understood what I wanted and always expressed how much he cared for me. He was one of those white-collar storybook dudes.

  Grabbing the towel off the rack, I stood up and wrapped it around my body. This was one of numerous nights I spent at Brody’s house, but we never crossed the line and had sex. Brody told me that he was here because he wanted to get to know me and whenever I was ready to have sex we could.

  Well tonight I was hot and bothered. I needed some dick before I turned into a fucking grinch. I was in dire need of some hair pulling, choking, neck biting fucking. I wasn’t in the mood to make love, I wanted my box knocked out and I prayed Brody was able to do it.

  “It smell good in here,” I said walking into the kitchen naked.

  My skin was shining due to the lavender body oil I rubbed on my skin.

  “Damn,” Brody said, dropping the spoon he was mixing the food with.

  “Can I taste?” I asked rubbing up against his hard on.

  “Hell fuck yeah,” he replied pulling me in his arms.

  “I meant the food,” I smirked.

  “Oh… yeah you can,” he stuttered grabbing a clean spoon and dipping it in the gumbo he was making.

  “Mmm,” I moaned as I seductively licked the spoon.

  “Damn, I know I’m supposed to be respecting your feelings but you make a nigga want to bend that ass over and hit it from the back,” he said causing me to wet my panties.

  “Maybe that’s what I want you to do,” I winked.

  “Oh yeah?” He licked his lips before attaching them to my neck.

  “Yesssssssssss,” I moaned closing my eyes.

  Brody turned off the stove and sat me on the counter. Locking lips, our tongues made love and he fondled my ass. Pushing my legs back, he took a whiff of my pussy hitting me with nice long licks. The warmth on his tongue running across my pussy had me screaming out in pleasure.

  We were both caught up in the moment that neither of us realized that we had an audience until a loud piercing scream echo through the room.

  “What the fuck is this?” a familiar male voice asked.

  Sitting up, I felt myself get nauseous and I locked eyes with the intruder.

  “Star?” Tootsie asked.

  “OMG Brody, you are….Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrg!!” I emptied my stomach before I could finish my stomach.

  Brody was the guy Tootsie had been seeing on and off for the last year. I didn’t even peg Brody as the gay type. Yeah he was a little too attentive, but I shrugged that off as him trying to get to know me.

  “Star, I can explain.”

  “Star? You need to be trying to explain this fuckery to me,” Tootsie snapped.

  “Baby, it’s not what it look like.”

  “So I ain’t just catch you indulging in fish?” Tootsie asked throwing her hands on her hips.

  WHAP!!

  I punched Brody in the face before he could reply. How dare this gay bastard try to play me and my friend.

  WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!!

  I continued to throwing punch after punch with the help of Tootsie. The both of us had him cornered, fucking his ass up for the bullshit he tried. The more I thought about the way I was just getting ready to fuck him, the angrier I got. This nigga had the nerve to let out a loud pitch scream like the bitch he was.

  I didn’t even know the neighbors called the cops until I was being pried off of his body and hand cuffed. Looking over at Brody, I couldn’t even recognize him, that’s how bad we fucked him up. The cops read Tootsie and I our rights then sat us both in the back of the cruiser.

  “I’m sorry Tootsie, I didn’t know.”

  “It’s good, he can be replaced,” Tootsie smacked his lips. “We fucked him up tho’,” she laughed.

  “Yeah, but we going to jail too.” I rolled my eyes, thinking of how I potentially fucked up my scholarship if I caught a charge behind this shit.

  *****

  “Star, you made bail,” the oversized cop said unlocking the cell door.

  I was only in jail for five hours but it felt like years. While I was behind bars, all I did was pray to God I didn’t get hit with assault charges and watched the clock that was on the wall. I felt so dirty that all I wanted to do was scrub my skin and go to sleep.

  “What about my friend I came with?” I asked the cop who just ignored me.

  After I did all the necessary paperwork for my release, they chained me and told me I was free to go. When I walked through the door, I was expecting to see Diamond or Sky but instead Choppa was standing there with a smirk on his face.

  “Damn, you had to leave a fuck nigga to fuck with a fag,” Choppa laughed.

  If I had my phone or wallet, I would have caught the cab home, but because I had no choice but to ride with Choppa, I sucked up my pride and got in the car.

  “Choppa shut the fuck up, I’m not in the fucking mood. Keep fucking with me and Imma catch another charge for killing your ass,” I snapped shutting him up.

  Instead of replying, Choppa turned on the radio and drove in the direction of his house. I wasn’t in the mood to argue so I figured when I got there I would use his phone to call Sky to come get me. When he parked the car, I got out and slammed his car door with so much force it was a miracle that it didn't shatter.

  Choppa opened the door and allowed me to walk inside before him. When I got inside, my mouth hung open in shock. There were rose petals going in the trail leading to the bathroom. I looked back at him and he nodded for me to follow the trail.

  The end of the trail was in the bedroom. On his bed were a bunch of gifts and a card. Me being the sentimental type, I picked up the card first and began reading it.

  Star,

  I don’t usually do this shit but being without you is really starting to fuck with me. Seeing another nigga, (Even though he was a fag lol) make you happy got me thinking. I finally realized the type of man you want me to be and I’m willing to try. I’m nothing but a street nigga and I
know I ain’t gon’ get it right all the time, but I need you to teach me. Just like that nigga Music Soulchild said in that song, I need you to teach me how to love, I’m willing to learn if you’re willing to try. Thug it out with a nigga ma.

  Long dick, Choppa.

  Turning around Choppa was holding a long velvet box. I walked over to him and opened the box and laid eyes on the most beautiful diamond chain I ever seen. He picked the chain up out of the box and snapped it around my neck.

  “You done chasing fags?” he asked.

  “You done chasing hoes?”

  “I been done. The only bitch I’m chasing is you,” he replied smacking my ass.

  Rolling my eyes, I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed our lips together. He lifted me up and I locked my legs around his waist. He fumbled with his pants until his dick was freed. Removing the ugly burnt orange jump suit bottoms they gave me at the jailhouse, he forcefully entered me causing me to scream out in pleasure and pain.

  Chapter 23

  Bobby

  “You gotta be fucking kidding me!” I barked into my phone. “I’m on my way!!!” I yelled hanging up.

  “Bae what’s wrong?” Diamond asked me with a concerned look on her face.

  “All my traps got hit. I took a major lost.”

  “All of them?” she asked.

  “Every single last one of them.” I sighed out in frustration, “This shit got Zoe’s name all over it.”

  “What does this have to do with Zoe?” Diamond questioned me.

  “He’s probably mad because you’re rocking with me now.

  “But why hit your traps and not just cut you off?” Diamond asked.