The Black Diamond Trilogy

by Brittani Williams

  “Hello,” I said in a low tone.

  “Where the hell have you been? I’m glad that you’re alive, which lets me know you were just avoiding me for the past few weeks.”

  “I wasn’t avoiding you, I just had some personal shit to deal with.”

  “Like what, Diamond?”

  “Come on with that, Trice, I’m not gonna argue with you right now.”

  “I’m not going to either. You keep pushing me away and Diamond’s going to end up getting her feelings hurt.”

  “What? Don’t fuck with me, Trice, besides Diamond ain’t the type of woman that’ll let shit like that affect her. I don’t even know why you’re going there. You act like you are my girl or something.”

  “So what am I, then? What have I been for all of these years?”

  “I’m not even going to answer that question, Trice. On some real shit, this conversation is giving me a headache.”

  “Don’t come running to me when she leaves your ass!”

  Click!

  She hung up and I was glad. Threatening me damn sure wasn’t about to make me run into her arms. I don’t know why she believed that she was anything more to me than pussy and the mother of my child. I used her to ease my mind and to get a release when my mind was out of sorts. I couldn’t focus on her at the moment; she’d be back. This was just one of her stunts. Every time she felt like I was neglecting her, this happened. I mean, don’t get me wrong, Trice was the shit in bed and could potentially make a great woman but I had Diamond. See, Trice I met back when I first began hustling with Kemp. I was parked outside of the corner store laughing and talking shit with a few of the guys. She walked by with her friend Cherrie and everyone including Kemp was trying to holla. I stood in the back and gave her a few smiles and she threw a few back at me. She had a dark tone, smooth skin, and her body was the shit. Her curves fit her long, lean legs, and her breasts sat up like gravity hadn’t taken its toll. I waited until she stepped away, allowing Kemp to talk to her girlfriend. I walked over and moved close to her. I wanted her to feel the heat from my body and smell the aroma of my Gaultier cologne. I could tell she was getting sucked in the minute I was staring her eye to eye.

  “I saw you giving me the look so I figured I’d move closer so you wouldn’t have to strain your eyes looking at me.”

  She giggled. “Up close and personal is the way I like it.” She was flirting and I liked it.

  “So what’s your name?”

  “Shartrice, but Trice is fine.”

  “Well, Trice, it’s nice to meet you. My name is Black.”

  “I know,” she said, smiling.

  “How do you know that?” I asked, surprised. I know I was a well-known nigga but not like that.

  “Everybody knows Black—you and Kemp are the talk of the town.”

  “Oh, really? Well, I guess that’s a good thing.” I hunched my shoulders. “So when are you gonna let me take you out to dinner or something?”

  “Whenever you want.”

  “Well, what if I said tonight?”

  “Then I’d say, see you later.” She smiled and tapped me on the chest with her finger. She was turning me on. There was no way I could resist.

  “Cool, give me your number and I’ll call you around eight to come scoop you up.”

  She wrote her number down on a small sheet of paper and slowly placed it in the palm of my hand. She turned to walk away, giving me a perfect view of her ass. I called her that night but instead of going out to dinner, I ate her, if you know what I mean. It was on and poppin’ after that with Trice. We were actually a couple at one point and I was ecstatic when she had my son. Shit just went down the tubes after that. We argued a lot, mainly because she wanted me to marry her and I wasn’t into that shit back then. So she goes out and cheats and gets pregnant by another nigga. What type of shit is that? She actually thought shit between us would be the same after that. I was still angry about that shit but I did have genuine feelings for her that even my anger couldn’t erase. Before I got with Diamond, I contemplated being with her but she couldn’t handle my lifestyle. Diamond was used to it and she was the type of woman that could handle anything that was thrown her way. Trice would fall apart at the mere glimpse of drama. I had to have a strong woman on my team and though I felt bad for leaving her to raise my son, I did my part so that he’d never want for anything.

  So I didn’t believe Trice would do anything to mess up her life. But there’s always a possibility, which was proven when Diamond called my phone an hour after I got off the phone with Trice.

  “Why the fuck is your baby moms playing with me? I told you before to get that bitch in check because I will gladly go over there and whoop her ass!” she yelled into the phone.

  “What did she do now?”

  “This bitch called me talking about how you’re still fucking her and you’re planning on leaving me to be with her.”

  “That’s bullshit, Diamond, I don’t know why you even feed into her dumb shit. She’s just mad because I didn’t fuck her. I’ll straighten her out later.”

  “No, you need to straighten her out now before she gets hurt. If it wasn’t for your son I’d shoot that bitch! She’s not going to keep disrespecting me.”

  “Calm down, Diamond, it’s not that serious.”

  “It’s not serious to you but it is to me! She’s not calling you with the dumb shit she’s calling me.”

  “How do you know she’s not calling me?”

  “Oh, so you’ve been talking to her?” she said with attitude. I could almost imagine the expression that she had on her face.

  “Yeah, I talk to her, she is the mother of my child. Let’s not do this, Diamond, please. My head is still hurting from arguing with her.”

  “Are you being smart?”

  “No, Diamond, my head is hurting. I’m on my way home to lay down for a little bit.”

  “All right I’ll see you when you get here.”

  Click!

  Chapter Thirty-eight

  Diamond

  Love Lockdown

  Since that last incident with Trice a couple of weeks ago things with Black and me had been better. I decided that I wasn’t about to let him slip away or waste my time fighting with some chick that he didn’t even want. In all actuality she wasn’t any competition. There wasn’t a chick around as fly as me. Yeah, she had his baby but I had his heart and I wasn’t letting it go no matter how hard I had to fight to keep it. I realized how much his son meant to him and I wasn’t trying to stand in the way of that but I had to get him where I wanted him. When it came to planning, I was the queen. Shit, she could try but I had a defense for every attack in the book. So I sat around thinking of a way that I could grab him hook, line, and sinker. I came up with the answer: having his child. I had never thought of having a child before now but I knew how much that meant to him. I wanted to keep the kind of control that Trice had. Shit, even if we weren’t together he’d still be around. Unlike Trice, I didn’t need him for money, I needed him for power. What we had took both of us to maintain. When Kemp died I was left with properties and numerous businesses, including an auto-body shop, a few corner stores, a barbershop and hair salon. Though I had more than enough money to keep up living the lavish life we were used to, Black needed to be in control. It’s sort of like a boy waiting his whole life to run the family business. Black waited in the wings for the chance to walk in Kemp’s shoes and now that the door was wide open there was no way I could pull him away from it. Honestly, I wasn’t sure that I wanted to. There were some things about the business that I didn’t like—the women, the late nights, and the threats. But just as I hated those things I loved the fact that it made him happy to finally be in charge. He was in his element, no longer having someone telling him what to do and how high to jump. I could never understand how he worked for Kemp as long as he had but I guess his loyalty meant more.

  Finally knowing my family was also something that pushed me toward having children because
family was more important to me now than ever. Now that I had a family I didn’t want to let go.

  I was on birth control for as long as I could remember. When I ended up knocked up as a teen my mom put me on pills. In a way, I was glad because I loved my life too much to have to deal with a child back then. I stopped taking my pills consistently right after the last argument we had about Trice. I’d flush one down the toilet every other day so he wouldn’t find out that I wasn’t taking them. I knew that it would take some time for them to work but I knew when I was most fertile and I made sure that we got it in during that time.

  Two months went by and I was still getting my period. I was pissed. I felt like the longer this dragged on the possibility of it happening was slimmer. I decided to let Kiki in on my plan. It was hard for me to keep her in the dark. I pretty much told her everything even when I knew she’d try to talk me out of whatever crazy idea it was I had at the time. I drove over to her house unexpectedly and noticed JB’s car parked in the driveway. What the fuck? Since when is Kiki cool with JB? I started to leave since she appeared to have company but after a few seconds of contemplating I ended up going to the door anyway. I knocked lightly and waited patiently. A few seconds later Kiki’s voice screamed from the opposite side of the door.

  “Who is it?”

  “It’s D, girl, open the door.”

  “Give me a second, okay.”

  Now I knew she was in there messing around. I laughed to myself as I stood outside of the door. Miss I-don’t-date-drug-dealers was caught in the act. I wanted to see her lie herself out of this one. After five minutes I knocked again but this time not so lightly. Unexpectedly the door opened and JB was standing there putting his jacket on.

  “What’s up, Diamond?”

  “I should be asking you that question.” I laughed. He smiled and walked past me. Kiki was now standing at the door with a devilish grin on her face.

  “Don’t even say anything, girl, just get in here.”

  “I’m cracking-up inside, let me just tell you that. You are funny as hell.” I smiled as I walked inside and headed over to the couch. “So what’s the deal? You and JB—I would have never imagined that.”

  “Yeah, me either, girl, you know how I feel about them drug-dealing niggas. I don’t want to have to sleep with one eye open waiting for someone to do a drive-by and shit. I’m lo-key. Damn shame he can lay the pipe, girl.”

  I burst into laughter. “JB, really? He don’t look like the type.”

  “Well, his looks are definitely deceiving.”

  “How the hell did you even hook up with him? I never even saw y’all talking before.”

  “He was down at the club a few weeks ago and kicked a little game. I almost ignored his ass until he gave me a hundred-dollar tip. I figured I could at least go out with him. Going out turned into fucking and we’ve been doing it ever since.” She laughed and slapped me a high five.

  I was all for Kiki finding a man; she’d been single for a while now. It was good to see someone making her smile for a change.

  “So enough about me, what brings you here? I know it wasn’t to say hi—you never come all the way over here for that.”

  She knew me so well. “Well, I came over to tell you about my plan. I know you’re going to try and talk me out of it but I can’t keep secrets from you.”

  “You always got a damn plan girl. Your mind’s always wandering. What the hell are you up to now? I hope it ain’t anything illegal, you can’t afford to go to jail again.”

  “No, not illegal, but conniving as hell.”

  She sat back in the chair and gave me a funny look. Her eyebrows were raised and her smile was a little smaller than it had been a few minutes earlier. “I stopped my birth control pills.”

  “What? Why the hell would you do that? You are in the prime of your life. You damn sure don’t need to be dragging no baby around. Plus that shit drops your sexy ratings by at least two points.”

  “Sexy ratings? What the hell are you talking about, Kiki?”

  “The way niggas look at you, duh!”

  “Girl, I’m focused. I’m gonna have Black’s baby and bump that bitch Trice out of the picture.”

  She laughed, “What? I know you can come up with a better plan than that. Shit ain’t like that baby will guarantee he’ll stay. The only thing that will guarantee is that you’ll be tied up with a whining-ass kid every day. Girl, I can’t even think about that.”

  “I didn’t know you were so anti-child.”

  “I love kids—don’t get me wrong—but just somebody else’s.”

  “Well, that’s my plan and I’m sticking to it. All I have to do is get knocked up.”

  “That should be the easy part. You really think that chick is going to give up that easily? I don’t see it. She’s stuck around even after he dumped her ass for you.”

  “It ain’t about what I think, it’s about what I know. And I know that bitch won’t have a choice.”

  “Okay now we don’t need no more murders.”

  “I’m not trying to go there, Kiki, but you know I will.”

  “I didn’t know you cared about Black that much, honestly. I thought that shit was just another game.”

  “I love him and I know he loves me. Girl he called me his fiancée when I introduced him to my dad.”

  “Your dad? When the hell was that? I see you’ve been keeping me out of the loop lately.” She sat up in the chair.

  “I’ve just been busy. You know you’re my girl, I can’t keep shit from you.”

  “Okay then spill it.”

  “Well, I went over and met my mother and I look so much like her. I mean, I could almost be her twin. It turned out a lot better than I thought it would at first. I almost didn’t go because I was scared of what I would see. I was actually surprised. I warmed up to them pretty fast. It felt like I belonged, you know.” I was getting choked up just talking about it.

  “Wow, I’m so happy for you D. I know that means so much to you.”

  “It does. I have a brother too, named Javan. I haven’t met him yet but I did talk to him on the phone.”

  “That’s so good.”

  “Yeah, but back to my plan.”

  “You never cease to amaze me.” she laughed.

  “I’m serious about this, I’m really ready to do this.”

  “I hope it works for you. I don’t want to see you get hurt and to bring a baby into this world to be caught in the middle of all of that drama isn’t good. But I got your back whatever you decide to do. You know that.” She moved over to hug me. I felt better knowing that she had my back. I didn’t doubt it but I still needed to have it confirmed. “So where are you off to?”

  “Home to my man, girl, gotta get working on this baby!” I yelled. We both giggled as we walked to the door. I gave her one more hug before leaving. I dialed Black’s cell and didn’t get an answer so I left a message. I drove home hoping he’d call before I got there. I turned the corner and saw his car parked outside. I smiled. I parked, got out, and went inside. I went upstairs after calling his name a few times and found him asleep across the bed with the remote control in his hand.

  “Babe,” I said as I tapped him on the leg. He woke up, startled.

  “What’s up? Damn, I was knocked out.”

  “Yeah, snoring and all.”

  “No, I wasn’t, stop lying,” he said, smiling. I always picked with him about snoring. I told him I’d tape him one day so he could hear it for himself. He looked at me almost as if he could eat me. Hell, I wanted him to eat me, to be honest. I wanted to jump on him and make this baby that I wanted.

  “Come here,” he said reaching his arms out to grab me. His warm hands wrapped around my waist. His fingertips were caressing the small of my back and his lips were kissing my cleavage. I moaned a little, confirming how good he made me feel. I pushed him back onto the bed playfully. He smiled. He loved it when I took control. I didn’t say a word, only loosening his belt and unbuttoning his pant
s. His dick was already hard and practically busting through his jeans. Once I pulled his pants and boxers off and revealed his dick, my mouth began to water. I was extremely horny, so much so that my pussy juices were soaking up my panties. I grabbed hold of it and gently planted a kiss on the head of it. I kissed it a few more times before taking it in my mouth. As I sucked up and down I used one hand to jerk it and the other hand to massage his balls. I’d occasionally take it out of my mouth and spit on it. He said shit like that turned him on. He was begging me to stop but I couldn’t—well, I wouldn’t stop. I was too focused on getting every drop of his cum in me. After a few more minutes I stood up, removed my pants and panties, and climbed on top of him. His dick went inside of me with ease. I was so wet each time I’d slam my ass down a splashing effect occurred.

  “This pussy is so wet,” he moaned.

  I didn’t respond, I kept riding him, moving my hips in circles and fitting all of his length inside of me. I would occasionally stop for a second just to bend down and kiss him. He’d kiss me and as I’d go to sit back up he’d grab hold of me to kiss a little more. As we lay stomach to stomach I’d slowly lift my ass up and push it back down. I’d grind and moan at the same time. Though the moans were muffled by our passionate kiss you could still hear them escaping into the air. Over the next half hour and a continuous pace he erupted inside of me. Both of our bodies were shaking and exhausted. After I crawled off of him we lay there quiet. I was on my back staring up at the ceiling with my mind wandering. I hoped that this session of love making would get me the results that I yearned for. Black was quiet as well and I knew if he were ever quiet it meant that he was in deep thought. Most times I’d let him be rather than interrupting him but this time I wanted to know what was on his mind.