Love Was the Case That They Gave Me 3: Case Closed

by Mz. Lady P

  “Come on, Jay and Jazzie. Let’s get you all cleaned up so we can get in the pool. Is that okay, Mrs. Bennett? My apologies, I mean Ms. Santos.” She sat a plate of food in front of me as she spoke.

  “It’s okay, Carlotta. Just make sure you keep a close eye on them. Make sure you guys listen to Ms. Carlotta.” She nodded her head and walked out of the room with the kids.

  “You’re holding her wrong. She’s going to get choked like that.” I went over to take Jaylah out of Jayceon’s arms, but he snatched her away and pushed me back.

  “Sit the fuck down. I’m bonding with my daughter. I know you mad, but don’t come down here on that petty ass shit. You mad and I understand. Just get over this shit, because I’m here now. Your last name is Bennett. So make sure you correct that shit. If I hear that Santos shit again, I’m going slap the shit out of you.

  “After all that’s what you want right. That has to be what you want acting like you forgot who the fuck I am, and what the fuck your last name is.” Jayceon was speaking through clenched teeth, and I found it quite hilarious.

  “I’m well aware of what my last name is. In case you forgot we’re no longer married. So my last name is Santos, and that’s the only name I will be answering to. As far as you slapping me, you better make it count, because if you put your hands on me I’m going to kill ya ass. Oh wait you’re dead. Fuck outta here with that bullshit. Book me and my kids a flight, I’m up out this bitch, Mr. Bennett. Or should I call your ass Ghost.” I got up from the table, and I pulled the tablecloth off along with all of the food onto the floor. Fuck Jayceon!

  Chapter 19- Sky

  Tears streamed down my face as I looked into Tech’s eyes. I reached up and stroked the side of his face to make sure it was really him. Once I was sure that it was, I reached up and punched him dead in his shit.

  “Motherfucker!” Tech yelled out as he reached up to grab his leaking nose. I used that as an opportunity to knee him in the dick. He went down like a ton bricks.

  “Nigga, I know got-damn well you ain’t faked your fucking death. Do you know what the fuck I’ve been going through? Where the fuck is Jayceon? I’m about to fuck him up too.” I was kicking the shit out of Tech, and he was trying his best to get out of my way, but I was making sure my foot landed on his ass each and every time.

  “Calm your ass down, Sky!” Before I knew it Tech had jumped up and slammed my ass on the hard ass marble floor.

  “Hell no! Let me go so I can fuck you up some more. How could you do this shit, Tech? I hate you! I swear to God!”

  “You don’t hate me and you know it. I love you with all of my heart and soul, Sky. I had no control over things.”

  “I do hate you! Let me go, Tristan! I want a divorce from your bitch ass.” I was crying, screaming, and kicking him at the same time. He finally got away from me, and cleaned his nose.

  “Say that shit again, and I’m going to smack the fuck out of your ass! Now get the fuck up so we can talk about this shit!” He said pulling me up from the floor and into his arms

  “I don’t have shit to talk about. I’m done, and I mean that shit. Let me go, Tristan. Please let me go!” The tears were flowing so hard that my ears were filled up with them. This shit was hurting me so bad. Just knowing that he was really alive hurts my soul, because I suffered behind his death.

  “I’m sorry, bae. You have to believe that I would never do this shit to you or my kids on purpose. I’ve suffered too. You think this shit was easy on me, huh?” Tech was tugging at my pants trying his best to pull them down.

  “Please stop, Tech! I can’t do this right now.” My cries fell on deaf ears, because he was eating the shit out of my pussy. All I could do was grind my pussy into his face, and try to choke his ass with my pussy.

  “Tell me you forgive me.” Tech was licking and sucking on my clit with no mercy.

  “I can’t, Techhhhhh!” I screamed out in pleasure.

  “Oh you can’t, huh?” Tech stopped briefly and he stood up to remove his pants. I hurried to jump up trying to get away from his ass, but he caught me by the back of my neck and roughly bent me over the couch.

  “Stop, Tech! You’re hurting me right now!”

  “You straight, but I’m about to make you feel good. That’s my pussy and you’re my wife.” Tech mashed my face into the pillow and entered me with so much force, I thought he was ripping my ass in two. I was trying to put my hands behind me to stop him from going so deep, but he grabbed both of them behind my back and starting roughly pounding in and out of me.

  “Pull out, Tech, I’m not on birth control anymore.” I managed to get out as he continued to fuck the shit out of me. He was giving it to me so hard that I became stuck. I couldn’t speak or moan for that matter. I felt his dick swell up inside of me, and seconds later he came inside of me full force.

  “Ahhhhhh! Got-damn I missed that pussy.” He yelled so loud it echoed through the house. He smacked me on the ass, and left me bent over the couch with my ass in the air and my juices falling down my legs. I hated to admit it, but that nigga had just given me some of the best dick ever. At the same time, I was still mad and hurt at his actions.

  I was glad when I heard Tech leave out of the house. I know that I should be happy that he is really alive. For some reason I couldn’t even look at him in the face. I’ve been in love with that man damn near my whole life. I’ve been through hell and back with him. He was my first best friend outside of Jayceon. So for him to do this shit feels like betrayal, not only from him but from my brother too. They were my lifelines, and they left me out here alone like it was nothing, and this shit hurts. With Tech being gone, all I wanted to do was soak my sore ass pussy and get some much needed rest.

  Chapter 20- Tech

  It felt like heaven as I slid inside of my wife’s pussy. Her shit was tight and wet just like I left it. I was glad she didn’t break bad and give one of these fuck boys my shit. Back in the day Sky’s ass was known for fucking other niggas when she got lonely. I love that girl so much. I hated to see how hurt she was. At the same time, I loved the fact that she was here with me. I missed her and my seeds so much. I was glad that she was here, and now I could rest knowing that her and my kids were out of harm’s way.

  At the same time there was still so much shit we had to do while trying to stay off of the radar. I was officially done with this shit after we got this Russian nigga out of the way. All I want to do is grow old with my wife and kids. I’ve never really thought about losing them until the judge handed down my sentence and hit that gavel. The sound alone is enough to hunt any real nigga who’s breaking laws but has everything to lose.

  I have a second chance at being everything my wife and kids need in a husband and father. I’m gon’ off this motherfucker with my crew and retire like the boss that I am. In the meantime, I need to make this shit right with Sky. Seeing her hurt like that and cry those tears of pain, hurt me. Sky is real hardcore and has no filter. She hardly shows any emotion unless it’s something that really affects her, and I know me being dead took a toll on her.

  I needed to see my kids immediately. It felt as if I hadn’t seen them in forever, so I went over to Ms. Tina and Pops’ place to get them. They needed to be home with us. We had been apart long enough, and I couldn’t go another minute without all of us being under one roof.

  It seemed like both Tristan and Trinity had gotten bigger in such a short time. They were so happy to see me, and I was even happier to see them. I felt complete as I bathed them and put them to bed for the first time in over a year. Only real fathers would understand that.

  *****

  “Why the fuck you sitting up looking at me like that?” I had rolled over in my sleep and Sky’s crazy ass was staring at me.

  “I’m thinking of the numerous ways I can kill your ass and get away with it.”

  “Stop it with all that crazy shit, Sky.” I threw the covers off of me and sat on the side of the bed. She was really frustrating me with this bullshit.r />
  “Nigga, your ass ain’t even seen crazy. Now that I think about it, you’re the reason why I’m crazy. You’ve taken me through so much over the years. I remember I was your secret side bitch, and I stayed through it all. Even when I was the one holding your ass down, you was still running behind them other bitches making me wait. I swear, nigga, you done took me through some shit.”

  “Shut the fuck up, Sky. You saying all that shit to say what? Fuck all them other bitches, they didn’t mean shit to me. That shit was in the past, and that’s exactly where the fuck I want to leave it. In case you forgot you’re rocking my last name. It’s obvious your ass didn’t forget, because you have that massive ass ring on your finger. Fuck them bitches.

  “You’re my wife and I love you. Everything I’ve done I had to do for us. How the fuck you think I felt knowing them motherfuckers put you out of the fucking house I bought for you? That shit made me feel like I was less of a man knowing that you and my kids were basically homeless.”

  “We weren’t homeless, Tech. We were with my parents.”

  “I’m your husband, and it’s my responsibility to make sure my family is good. How the fuck you think that make me look in the eyes of your father? Look, I’m sorry that you had to live thinking that I was dead. Hell, one minute I was on a airplane on my way to prison, and the next I was out in Paris watching the fucking news about me and my niggas being declared dead.

  “All I could think about was you and my kids. It hurt me knowing that you were hurting, but it had to be that way in order for us to stay under the radar. Blockka made a way for us to be here now. So when you see him don’t be giving him a hard ass time. That nigga is loyal as fuck. He risked it all to make sure all of us were reunited and living comfortably.” I had fired a blunt up and managed to smoke some of it as I sat on the edge of the bed.

  “I cried every day, Tech. Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy as hell that you’re here, but that only means we’re on borrowed time until the FEDS find out you’re really alive. Will we ever get our happily ever after?”

  “I’m not gon’ sit here and make promises I know I can’t keep. I will tell you that I have no intentions on ever leaving you or my kids again. There’s some shit that needs to get handled in order for us to live comfortably for the rest of our lives. All I need is for you to hold me down and support me. I need my ride or die with me. I’m not shit without you. That’s why I risked it all to get you out here.” I climbed back in bed and pulled Sky over on me. She was now straddling me. I had to reach up and wipe her tears, because I didn’t want to see them anymore. This was the last time that she would ever have to cry.

  Chapter 21- Shayla

  I had been sitting up in the bed feeding the twins trying to wrap my mind around the fact that Dominic was very much alive and well. A part of me was so fucking angry with him, but the other part of me was happy as hell he was still in the land of the living, and looking good as fuck too. Fuck being mad. I know that Dominic would never fake his death unless he had to. That’s just how long I’ve known him. Despite everything he had put me through, I knew the last thing he wanted to do was hurt me or our kids. Just the fact that he is here is consolation for me. I find it quite flattering that these motherfuckers faked a kidnapping to get us out here.

  Once I put Dominic Jr. and Diamond to sleep, I climbed in bed and snuggled under Dominic. It felt so good to lay up under him. I remember at night when he first got locked up, I used to dream about laying under him and inhaling his Armani Code cologne. It was like an escape to a peaceful and serene place. When I thought he was dead, I used to sit in his car for hours. His scent was still in there and that’s what kept me going.

  I honestly didn’t want to believe he was dead. A part of me wished that he actually was somewhere in hiding. Now that I know he’s alive and well, I’m going to embrace him. At the same time, I’m going to do whatever it is I have to do to make sure he never leaves us again.

  “I missed you every day. You know that, right?” I looked up in Dominic’s eyes as he stared down into mine.

  “I know, and I missed you too, babe. I’m just happy that you’re here with us, but I have a question for you.” I rubbed my hands across his chest smoothing out the curly hair that was on it.

  “You can ask me anything you want.” He said as he kissed me on my forehead.

  “The day before you got shipped off, how come you didn’t accept my visit. That shit really hurt me. There I was sitting in the lobby with our babies, and you refused our visit. I sat there and cried for I don’t know how long. I really wanted you to see the babies. We tried for so long, and I just wanted you to see what we had created. Not only that, I wanted to assure you that I didn’t care how many years you had to do, I was going to ride this shit out with you.”

  “There wasn’t a doubt in my mind that you were going to hold a nigga down. You’re a down ass bitch and always have been. Remember in ninth grade when you took that weed case for me. Your momma has been hating me ever since. I bet she was happy as fuck when she found out I got all that time or dead for that matter.” We both laughed, because my momma hated him. But I loved his ass and that was the most important thing in the world to me. I loved my mother and my sisters, but Dominic was my world. I’m one of those women who loves the fuck out of my family, but I love my nigga more, flaws and all. I’m not sorry or ashamed about it either.

  “Hell yeah! As soon as she found out you got all that time she was purchasing me a one-way ticket to Texas. After you left my ass sitting in that lobby, I was really considering doing it. Picking up, moving, and making sure to never send your ass a kite or nothing.”

  “About that. I couldn’t stand to see you and my kids for the last time like that. It was like I was telling you goodbye, and I wasn’t ready for that. Like how can I tell the love of my life and the mother of my children that I’ll see you in twenty-five years? That morning I woke up in one of the worse moods ever. I was on some fuck the world type of shit. I’m sorry about that, though. I wasn’t thinking clearly. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt you or my kids. Do you forgive me?”

  “Of course I forgive you. I love you too much not to.”

  “Show me how much you love and forgive me.” Dominic removed the covers off of him and grabbed his dick that was standing tall as ever. I slid down on his dick with such ease and precision. I began to ride his dick like the porn star he likes for me to be. For the rest of the night we made love in positions I never thought possible.

  Each and every time he came inside of me, I prayed he got me pregnant. I wanted to give him a house full of babies. There was no limit to the things that I would do to satisfy him. He had all of me, and I knew that he had all of me. We had been through too much to focus on the shit that wasn’t important or had the potential to bring harm to us. I needed to let him be the man that he was, and do what he had to do to make sure our future was set.

  He might not be in prison or dead, but I know this shit is far from over. I’m going to be the ride or die bitch I need to be. If it means I have to stand beside him and take a couple of motherfuckers down. Then that’s what it has to be. Every nigga needs a backbone in the form of his bitch. ‘Cause women are by far deadlier and a force to be reckoned with.

  Chapter 22- Chloe

  “Ohhhh! Fuck me just like that, Rashad! I missed that big black dick!” Rashad had me up against the wall on the balcony fucking me like an animal in heat.

  “You missed this dick, huh? Touch your fucking toes!” Rashad put me down and bent me over. I touched my toes without bending my knees. He loved how flexible I was. Most bitches couldn’t do that without tapping out, but a bitch like me was built to last. You had to have the stamina of a man to fuck Rashad’s ass. This nigga was hung like a horse and could fuck for hours. I swear I missed this shit. Rashad smacked me on the ass hard as hell, and I knew he had left a print.

  “I’m about to cum, babe. I want you to catch it.” I turned around and dropped to my knees so that
Rashad could cum all in my mouth. Rashad began to roughly fuck my face, and I was sucking like my life depended on it. Never did I want to taste his nectar so bad in all of my life. I closed my eyes and welcomed the feeling of his warm seeds sliding down my throat.

  “Grrrrrrr!!!” Rashad grabbed my hair and roughly grunted as he came long and hard. I knew it had been a minute since he came. I was glad to have gotten it all.

  Later that night, we laid in bed smoking on a blunt and sipping on some Patron. I lived for these times, us just spending time with one another and enjoying each other’s company.

  “As soon as all this bullshit is over with, I’m going to make you my wife as planned. I promise, babe, I’m going to be the husband that I promised you I would be, and the best father in the world to Rasharia and Rashad Jr.” I was all in until I heard him say Rashad Jr., because I thought we discussed that his name would never be brought up again.

  “I thought we weren’t dealing with the bitch Fatima or her motherfucking son.” I flung the covers off of me, and got out of bed to get Rasharia, who I heard crying. But he roughly grabbed me back by my arm.

  “Watch your mouth. That’s my son, and when we kill the bitch Fatima, I’ll be all that he has in this world. I wouldn’t let Rasharia go into the Foster Care System, so why in the fuck would I sit back and let Rashad go?”

  “Let me the fuck go, Rashad. I’m just going off of what the fuck you said. At the same time let’s make some shit clear. I only have one child and her name is Rasharia. So you can go on ahead and get custody of your son, but please don’t expect for me to be a fucking mother to him.” I tried to jerk away, but he pulled me back with so much force that it felt like he had dislocated my fucking shoulder. He grabbed me by my throat and slammed me on the bed.

  “Are you serious right now? You’re the same bitch that was crying because her father turned his back on you. You of all people know how it feels to not be loved and abandoned by your fucking father. So for you to stand here in front of me and act as if the shit you saying is cool is really fucking me up ,because I never took you to be a selfish ass bitch.