by Mz. Lady P
These niggas know that's my OG. I made it perfectly clear that she was not allowed to cop from anyone. Niggas is disrespectful to these fiends out here. I would never disrespect her and these bitch ass niggas wouldn’t either.
I left Monae’s house and made my way to the Hastings Projects where I grew up. Lisette was standing out front talking to Tahari and Khia. Fuck this bitch doing over here? I thought to myself. Tahari and Khia's back was towards me, so they didn't see me walking up.
"Could you please talk to your son, Lisette? I’m so tired of him putting his hands on me."
"You shouldn't be popping off at the fucking mouth.” Tahari jumped when she heard my voice.
"Nico, give me my medicine and leave her alone." Lisette was feigning. Usually, she would curse me out for doing Tahari wrong, but when I handed her a half an ounce, she rushed back upstairs to her apartment.
"Tahari, I have to go. I'm going to be late for work. I'll call you later to check on you." Khia gave her a quick hug and walked off in a hurry and went to her apartment.
"Nico, could you please drive me home? My vision is still a little blurry from hitting my head earlier." Tahari reached her hand out so that I could grab it, but I knocked it away.
"I didn't bring you over here. Have Lisette take your ass back to the crib since you over here telling our business. As matter of fact, give me your keys. Go to your grandma joint. I think its best you move back in with her. This shit between us is not working out for me. I need to see what's to this single life."
"Really, why are you doing this to me? Can I at least get my belongings from the house?" Tahari had tears running down her face, but I didn't give fuck. I was over this relationship. Plus, my new bitch was getting ready to move in. I was tired of making her wait around until Tahari left.
"I'll pack your shit up tonight and bring it over to her crib."
"I don't need you to pack up shit for me! I will give you the keys after I get my shit out of there!" This was the type of shit that made me put my hands on her ass. She could never just go with the flow. She always had to pop off at the mouth. I was trying my best not to knock the shit out of her, but she was really trying my patience.
"I see you think this shit is a game. Give me this purse!" I snatched her purse and emptied the contents on the ground. I found her keys and walked away from her ass.
I looked over my shoulder and her dumb ass was sitting on the ground putting shit back into her purse. As soon as I made it home to the crib, I was changing all the locks and changing the security system. She ain’t getting shit from the crib. Everything she owns I brought that shit. She wasn’t about to walk around rocking my hard earned money.
For now, I would let her keep the Lexus I bought her. Starting next month, she would be responsible for her insurance and car notes. It was in her name anyway. If she couldn’t keep up with the payments, the car dealership will repossess her shit. Hopefully, she would learn some fucking responsibility and get a fucking job. In the meantime, it was time for me to pay a visit to my new boo and tell her to pack and that she no longer had to live in this shitty ass building. As much footwork she had put in for me over the years, she deserved to be living in my condo.
Chapter 3-Tahari
She Was a Friend of Mine
Nico left me on the ground looking stupid as hell. I was hurt beyond words. If Nico didn't want to be with me anymore he should have kept it one hundred. That was not the way to dump me or put me out. After all these years we had been together, I deserved better than all of this shit that he was putting me through. He must really be feeling this chick he had been cheating on me with.
I didn’t even know who the fuck Nico was these days. Him telling me to leave hurts, but it was also a good thing. It was time for me to get my shit together. My main concern was that I had nowhere to go; I couldn’t stay with my grandma. She had made it perfectly clear I could never live in her house again. She hated Nico's guts. She always said he wasn't shit. That's what I get for not listening her.
The only other option I had was Khia. She had been there for me through thick and thin. Whenever I needed to vent or a shoulder to cry on she had been there. We had been friends since Kindergarten, so I knew she wouldn't mind me staying at her crib until I got on my feet.
My head was killing me and I really needed to go and lay down. I decided to just go upstairs to Khia’s crib and lay down being she lived on the fifth floor. I was so glad the damn elevator was working. I was in no condition to walk up no stairs.
I waited for the elevator for about five minutes. When it arrived, I stepped on and rode up to Khia's floor. I exited and walked down the hallway to her apartment. I was about to knock, but the door was slightly open. I knew that she was probably in her room resting before she had to go to work.
I decided I was going to just sit on the couch and close my eyes for minute. I would just let her know later about Nico’s bitch ass. I heard noises coming from her bedroom and that told me that she was awake. She probably was on the phone with her boo. She had been telling me about him, but I had yet to meet him. All she ever talked bout was "My Bae this and my Bae that." I seriously thought that "Bae" was non-existent. I walked up to her bedroom door and it was open enough where you could hear what was going on.
"Yeah, just like that. Suck that dick, Ma’."
"You love it when I suck your dick, Daddy?"
The voices were very familiar, but I needed to look inside to see what was obviously going on. I pushed the door open and I threw up in my mouth a little bit. My best friend was on all fours with her ass up in the air sucking Nico's dick. Nico was holding the back of her head, guiding her head up and down his shaft. His eyes were closed, but in an instant, he opened them and we locked eyes. He smiled at me with a wicked grin. I was in a state of shock. I couldn't even move from looking at the sight before me. I couldn't believe that Nico continued to have sex with her knowing I was standing there watching.
Nico let Khia suck on his dick a couple of more times and then he smacked her on the ass. "Turn around, so I get some of this pussy." Khia turned around and now we were facing each other.
"Oh, my God, Tahari! I'm so sorry." She tried to stop and pull away from him, but he pulled her back and started pumping in and out of her forcefully. I hurried up and ran out of the apartment with tears streaming down my face.
I felt so damn stupid. All along they had been fucking around. Khia was the one I trusted. She knew everything about us. That's what I get, though. You’re never supposed to sit up and tell a bitch about everything going on between you and your man; yet, I was so fucking hurt by her actions.
I expected deceitful ass shit like this from him, but not from her. I ran down the stairs so fast. Exiting the building, the first thing I saw was his brand new 2014 Armada SUV. I was eyeing that muthafucka like Angela Bassett on Waiting to Exhale. I looked around and found a two by four on the ground. I went to work on that truck and busted out the windows and the headlights.
It was so many dents in the body of the car and I was glad that I had a box cutter in my purse. I sliced all the tires on that muthafucka, too. A crowd had gathered around me as I demolished his truck. I hurried up and jumped in my car and sped off. I knew whenever he caught me that he was gonna fuck me up. I might as well do all the damage I could to his ass now before he got to me. I was not finished fucking his ass up just yet. I'll get that bitch Khia later.
That nigga got me fucked up if he thinks I'm going down without a fight. I had some time to kill, so I went to our condo. I'm glad I left the sliding glass doors unlocked last night when I smoked a blunt on the patio. I didn't want shit he gave me, but I was about to hit that nigga’s safe.
I watched him each and every time he put the code in and memorized the numbers in my head. He was about to pay me for all the shit he put me through. The ass whoopings, the abortions, and the baby he had on me. Nico really thought that I didn't know he had a baby. Khia told me all about Monae and his daughter, Nicaria.<
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Khia was always so adamant about me leaving him and now I knew why. She wanted him all to herself. She could have that no good ass nigga.
I wasted no time when I arrived and went straight to the safe. I put the code in and I cleaned it out. It was five hundred thousand dollars in all. I stuffed that shit in one of my Louis Vuitton duffle bags and got the fuck out of dodge. I wanted to take the car he bought me, but he would be looking for it. I left it in the driveway only after I poured ammonia all over the interior.
I knew Nico was going to be looking for my ass high and low, but he just gonna have to find me. I called a cab to take me to my grandma's house. He was well aware that my grandma stayed in the Washburne Projects, but he wouldn't be so quick to run up in there with no bullshit. He already knew them niggas ain’t for nothing.
He wouldn’t make it past the gate without a bullet being put in his head. It had been a minute since I had visited my grandmother. I didn’t even know if she would even allow me into her house. I had really disappointed her by being with Nico. The whole ride over I was nervous as hell.
A lot had changed since I moved away. I looked around and I didn’t notice anyone. There was a crew of niggas standing in front of the building blocking the entrance. I'm glad that I had on some oversized sunglasses. My eyes were turning black and I had blood clots in both of them.
"Excuse me. Can I get through please?" I had to repeat myself several times before they moved out of my way.
"Damn, Baby girl. I'm sorry.” I didn't know who this guy was, but he was sexy as fuck. He was chocolate brown and stood about 6'2. His tall stature made my short ass look like a midget. He was cocky as hell. He was rocking a red Coke Boys V-neck that exposed the many tattoos he had all over his neck.
His arms where covered and so were his hands. From the designs, I could tell he was covered in tattoos. The thought of them turned me completely on. He was rocking a red and black Chicago Bulls fitted cap with a pair of black leather Hudson pants, and a pair of black and red Giuseppe Zanotti sneakers on his feet.
All the ice he was rocking was blinding me. His demeanor screamed out "I'm the shit and I know it." I tried to walk past him; but he stepped in front of me. He was just staring at me before he spoke. It was like he was staring a hole right through me. He made me slightly uncomfortable.
"Lil Momma, are you cool? You have blood dripping from your head." He took a napkin from his pocket and applied pressure to my head. I was immediately embarrassed. I lowered my head in shame.
He grabbed my chin and lifted my head up. "Hold your head up Ma. It's cool." He had the sexiest lips I had ever seen. I just wanted to bite them. He removed my sunglasses from my face and he had a look of anger. He continued to apply pressure to my head.
“You are way too beautiful to a let nigga hit on you. Here is my number. The next time he put his hands you, call me so I can fuck dude up." The look on his face and the tone of his voice let me know he was serious. He handed me his number and walked away.
"Hold on. I don't even know your name!" I yelled at him as he walked back over to the crowd of guys he was with.
"I'm Ka'Jaire, but you can call me "Thug".
Damn! I thought to myself. This nigga had me feeling some type of way. I had no idea who he was, but he had me lusting over a five-minute conversation. I guess that's what happens when you have been in a loveless and sexless relationship. I finally made it up to my grandmother's house. I hesitated before knocking on the door because I was unsure if she would accept me or not. Before I could even knock the door it flew open.
"Get on in here and give grandma a hug. I missed you so much. You have been on my mind something kind of terrible lately. That was the Heavenly Father's way of telling me I would see you soon." I embraced her and cried on her shoulder like a baby.
"Grandma, I didn't even knock on the door. How did you know I was out here?” Wiping the tears from my eyes and entering the house, we both sat down on the couch that still had plastic on it. It was like the house had never changed. It was the same exact way it was since I was a kid.
"I saw you out of the window. You know I know everything going on in this building. I also saw you talking to that nice young man Ka’Jaire."
“How do you know him?”
“He is a respectful young man. Always helping with my groceries and he keeps this building in order. Not to mention he is a cutie pie.”
“Let me find out you like younger men, granny.”
“Chile please, I like all men. I don’t discriminate. You should get to know him better and get away from that bastard Nico.”
"Grandma. I'm so sorry. I should have listened to you when you tried to tell me about Nico. He is the dog you said he was. If it’s okay with you, can I please stay here until I find a place of my own?"
"Of course you can. I'm glad you left that conniving, low-down, rotten son of a bitch. If I catch him around my doorstep, I'm going to blow his God damn brains out. Putting his hands on you like he crazy. Go back there to your old room. It’s the same way you left it. I'm about to fix your favorite Ox-Tail Soup. I'm so happy to have you home baby." She kissed me on the cheek and went into the kitchen. My grandma was strong in her faith in God, but she would go Gangster Grandma in a minute. She really would blow Nico’s ass away.
Once I entered my old room, tears flooded my eyes yet again. The walls had pictures of me and Khia from back in the day. All the fun times we had. How could she do me so dirty? I asked myself. The teddy bears Nico won for me at Great America were still on my bed.
I sat down on the bed and opened up the duffle bag and looked inside. I instantly regretted taking his money. Not because I felt bad for Nico, but the money did not give me any satisfaction. I thought that it would, but it didn't. I wanted Nico out of my life for good. The only way I would be able to do that was to give it back to him. I knew that sounded crazy, but I didn't want to be on the run from him for the rest of my life. I took out my cell phone and shot him a quick text.
Me: Look I know you’re mad about what I did. I'm real hurt behind your actions. You should have just kept it one hundred with me. I would have gladly left. Out of all the bitches to cheat on me with you just had to fuck Khia. I have the money I took from your safe. I thought about it and I want to give it back. Can we meet somewhere?
Nico: I'm not mad Ta-Baby. Just come back to the crib so we can fix this shit. I fucked up. I deserved everything you did to me. I'll be at the crib later. I'm sorry for everything just come back home.
Me: Okay. I’ll be at the house shortly.
I was surprised he wasn’t mad. I got up and left my grandmother's house. I lied and told her I would be back in time to eat the dinner. I hope I wasn’t making a mistake by giving him the money back. I just couldn’t live the rest of my life looking over my shoulder.
Night time had fallen and I had finally made it back to the house. I could tell Nico had been there. The hole in the wall next to the safe showed how angry he was when he realized I had taken his money. I put all of his money back into the safe. I was so damn tired that all I wanted to do was get some damn sleep. I took a bath and slipped on a sheer nightgown. As soon as my head hit the pillow, I was out like light.
***
"Ahhhh! Why did you do that? I asked as I tried to get over the initial shock of being drenched with ice cold water.
"Bitch, did you really think I would let you fuck up my shit? Not to mention, steal my hard earned money without there being any motherfucking consequences!"
"I brought the money back. I thought you said you were sorry?” I said as I tried to wipe the water from my eyes that was blinding me.
"Bitch please! I just told your dumb ass that shit so you could come back with my fucking bread. Your simple minded as fell for the bait. I got something for your thieving ass, though." I watched as Nico went and grabbed an extension cord and wrapped it around his hands a couple of times.
"Please, Nico, don't do this! Just let me leave. I promise I will neve
r bother you again!" I begged and pleaded. I attempted to get up from the bed; but Nico pushed me back on the bed. The first hit from the cord that hit my wet skin caused a welt instantly.
"Aaaagh! Aaaagh!" I screamed out in pain each time Nico hit me with the cord. Nico beat me for what seemed like an eternity. My skin had opened up due to the impact of the cord hitting me. Blood was seeping out all over the place. I felt like I was about to pass out.
"Wake up bitch!" Nico drug me out of the bed, down the stairs while bumping my head on each step on the way down. He opened the front door and put me out of the house and closed the door behind him. I sat outside on the porch and cried my eyes out. My entire body was on fire from all the stinging.
I really cried because I was stupid as hell for thinking he wasn't going to whoop my ass for what I had done. I realized that sitting on the ground would not help my situation. It was cold and raining, not to mention, I had on a fucking see through ass night gown with no fucking shoes. No panties or bra. My ass and tittes were everywhere.
I walked for what seemed like hours. My feet had started to bleed from cuts I was getting from stepping on glass. After walking for so long, my feet had become numb to the numerous shards of glass I had stepped on.
As I continued to walk, an all black Bugatti pulled alongside of me. I got scared and tried to speed it up. I lost my balance and I ended up falling on my face.
"You cool, baby girl?" the guy said as he exited the car. He came over to help me. I rolled over onto my butt and rubbed my knees that were now bleeding due to my clumsiness.
"I'm okay. Thanks."
"You don't look okay. Get in my car and let me help you."
"I'm good. I don't get into cars with strangers."
"Actually we met earlier."
I looked up from nursing my wounds. I couldn't believe my eyes. It was the fine ass nigga I had seen earlier. He was looking even better rocking an all black linen suit with some Cole Haan loafers. He didn't have on a hat this time. I was able to see his fresh Ceaser cut. His barber had him on point.
