Thug Passion

by Mz. Lady P

  “Really, Ka’Jaire?” I asked as tears began to stream down my face.

  He looked up and shock was all over his face. The female he had bent over was the same female I saw him talking to in front of the building. I watched as he pulled away from the female and staggered as he attempted to pull up his pants. She pulled down her dress and ran out from the bathroom and out of the house. After standing there for a minute, I backed away from the bathroom in slow motion.

  “Please baby. I’m so sorry. I never meant for this shit to happen. I’m just fucked up behind losing the baby.” He kept trying to reach out to grab me, but I kept knocking his hand away

  “No, you’re not. You don’t care about me or our child. Everything is so clear to me now. The best thing you could have ever done for me was keep it one hundred from the jump. I never want to see you again.” I turned away and walked from him with tears in my eyes. What more could I take? I just didn’t understand why I was being punished from all sides. My grandmother was right I needed to love me. It was obvious Thug didn’t know how to love me.

  ***

  4 Months Later

  I hadn’t seen or heard from Thug since the day I caught him at Peaches’ house. I ceased all contact with him and the family. They didn’t do anything to me, but the only way I could get myself together was to cut ties with them, too.

  In the beginning, Thug tried calling me and coming over to the house. I meant it when I said that I never wanted to see his ass again. The last couple of months had been so hard for me. I missed him so much, but I had to remain strong and firm.

  My grandmother was unable to care for herself, so I brought her home to be comfortable her last days on earth. She finally made her transition and was in a better place. I was so glad that she was no longer suffering or in pain. She didn’t want a funeral; just a simple viewing and cremation. I thought that I had prepared myself for this, but reality had set in that I was an orphan.

  Lying across my couch, I flipped through the channels, but nothing was on, as usual. I had been dreading going through my grandmother’s personal effects. Before she passed, she gave me two boxes full of pictures and other items. Since I was bored out of my mind, I decided this would be the perfect time to do it.

  It’d been a minute since I had a cocktail and I was in desperate need of some liquor. I made me a Peach Patron margarita and got down to going through the boxes. The first box was filled with letters and old pictures. I pulled out a picture of my mother, Cassie, my Father Venom and my uncle Snake. I had to do a double take at the woman sitting on Snake’s lap. It was none other than Momma Peaches.

  I was surprised because my grandmother never said anything about Peaches even knowing my parents. She was well aware that she was Thug’s mother. I sat the picture to the side and continued looking through the other pictures. Peaches was in multiple pictures with my mom. They looked like they were the best of friends. Now I was wondering if Peaches was aware of who I was.

  As I looked further through the box, I took out some letters that were addressed to my grandmother from non-other than Cassie Monroe. How in the hell was she writing letters if she was dead? I looked at the date of the postmark and it was six months prior. The city it came from was Miami, Florida. I was confused as hell. I didn’t have any memories of my parents.

  To this day, I was raised to believe that they had perished in a car accident. Obviously, Cassie was not dead. I needed Peaches to shed some light on this situation. I threw on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt along with a pair of shell toe Adidas. I hopped in my car and made my way over to Peaches’ house. I looked in the rearview mirror and noticed flashing lights behind me.

  “Shit,” I said out loud. I was being pulled over by the police. I pulled over and waited for the officer to approach.

  “Good Evening. Are you aware that you were driving past the speed limit?”

  “I’m sorry. I didn’t realize that I was.”

  “License and registration please.” The officer spoke in a rude tone.

  I looked in my visor and pulled out the identification that he needed. I handed it to him and he walked back to the squad car to run my name. I was becoming impatient because he was taking too long. I looked in the rearview mirror and noticed an unmarked squad car had pulled up.

  I watched the uniformed police officer hand my documents to the detective and he sped off. I was starting to get nervous because something just didn’t feel right. The detective approached my car and tapped on the window. I rolled the window down and he handed me my documents.

  “Hello, Tahari. How is Thug doing these days?”

  “Excuse me. Do I know you?”

  “Shut the fuck up and answer the question!” He slapped me so hard my lip started to bleed.

  “I don’t know how Thug is doing?” I said holding the side of my face.

  “Well, I want you to give his ass a message. Tell him Detective Grimes is looking for him. He better come see me or I’m coming to see him. Do you understand me?” I shook my head yeah and he walked away and drove off. I couldn’t believe he put his damn hands on me. I pulled out my cell and called Thug.

  “Yooooo!” he said as he answered the phone.

  “Thug, where are you? I was just pulled over on the highway by a Detective Grimes. He slapped me because I didn’t tell him how you were doing. He basically said you better come to see him or he is coming to see you.” I was talking so fast I didn’t realize I started to cry.

  “Calm down. Go back to your house; I’ll be there shortly.

  “Okay. Please hurry, I don’t want to be in the house by myself.”

  We both hung up and I made my way back to my house. I prayed he made it here sooner or later.

  Chapter 21- Thug

  Down 4 You

  The past couple of months being without Tahari, had really made me reevaluate and regret my decision to end things. My pride and my ego was all fucked up. Breaking up with her was selfish on my part. I never took out the time to realize that she needed me and I turned my back on her.

  From the jump, I knew she had been hurt and I ended up breaking her heart, as well. The day she caught me in a compromising position, I was on some drunken shit. Her losing my baby really had me in a fucked up state of mind. To add insult to injury, niggas was shooting up my crib, and last but not least; murking Kelis’ ass.

  Her mother was convinced Kelis skipped town and abandoned her children. I spent time with them on the weekends; but she has full custody of them. As soon as I got this beef shit out of the way, I was going to get my kids permanently.

  Since Tahari and I have been apart, I had been in the streets full time trying to get to the bottom of where the beef had been coming from. The fact that Nico had disappeared of the face of the fucking earth didn’t make the situation better. I had been searching high and low for his bitch ass and he was doing a good job at hiding out.

  Lately, I had been kicking it with my older cousin Markese and his partner Rahmeek. The fact that I was kin to Chi Town royalty made me feel honored. Since they stepped down and got out of the game, I had picked up most of their clientele. I kept trying to persuade them to make this operation a family affair, but they weren’t trying to hear it.

  We were all thoroughbreds in the streets. Money was our motivation. I knew if we linked up, we would be untouchable. I received a call from Markese and he let me know that he needed to meet up with me at his crib. I prayed it was to discuss us linking up. I ran the idea by my mother and she was on board. My mother and Markese’s mother Gail are sisters.

  Due to Gail’s drug addiction and my mother’s street status, their relationship had been strained over the years. My mother wanted no parts of Gail, but now that she was clean we have all reconnected and had become closer than ever.

  While in route to meet Markese, I received a frantic call from Tahari and had to make a detour to her crib. In the back of my mind, I always knew that I would have to deal with the detective that Kelis was making deals with.
I wish I could kill her ass all over again.

  When I looked at the screen and saw that Tahari was calling, I was shocked because she wasn’t fucking with me period. I hated that she cut my family off because they really loved her. I had been receiving backlash from my mother and sister on a daily basis. They missed her, but have decided to respect her wishes and stay away.

  I really wanted to meet up with Markese first, but Tahari needed me more. I was so tired of people hurting her to get to me. Right now she was my main priority. Everything outside of her was irrelevant. Unbeknownst to Tahari, Malik and Sarge had been keeping a close eye on Detective Grimes. I knew everything there was to know about his ass. I was going to wait before I murked him, but he just sealed his fate earlier than I had anticipated.

  After Tahari told me what he did to her, I placed a call to Malik and told him to get at that nigga tonight. I wasn’t going to rest until I made his ass a memory.

  As soon as I pulled into her driveway, she ran out of the front door and jumped into my arms. “I’m so glad you’re here. What does that detective want with you? He slapped me so hard. Look at my lip.” Tahari pointed to her lip and it was swollen with a cut on it. I pulled her into my warm embrace, so that she could calm down. We walked back into the house and sat on the couch.

  “I’m so sorry. This is why I had to end things between us. Your life is danger fucking with a nigga like me. I promise you on everything that I love; I’m going to get that nigga for putting his motherfuking hands on you. I’m going to keep it one hundred with you I’m not sure what the fuck he wants with me, but it might have to do with that bitch Kelis. I probably shouldn’t tell you this, but she was working with him to get you locked up on drug trafficking charges.”

  “I’m about to whoop that bitch’s ass.” Tahari jumped off of the couch and was headed towards the front door, but I grabbed her before she could even open it.

  “Don’t worry about it. I took care of her ass. She won’t ever be able to bother us again.”

  “How can you be so sure that she won’t pull another stunt that could cost me my life or my damn freedom?” I waited for a minute before I answered.

  “That bitch is sleeping with the fishes.” Tahari looked at me and knew what I meant.

  “Did you kill her?”

  “That doesn’t matter. Just know that I took care of it.”

  Tahari looked at me in my eyes and laid her head on my chest. She was silent for a couple of seconds and then the floodgates opened.

  “Why is my life so fucked up? I can’t catch a break. First, my parents die in a car accident and I find out that’s a lie. Second, my best friend is fucking my man. Third, I suffer a miscarriage. Fourth, you out of the blue just end our relationship. Last but not least, my grandmother dies and leaves me with so many unanswered questions. I’m so alone in this world. I don’t have anybody. At some point in my life, God decided to punish me and I don’t know why.” The entire time I held her close and wiped the tears from her eyes.

  “Baby, you got me. I’m not going anywhere. I will never leave you again. We are going to work through this shit together. All I need is for you to trust and believe in your man. I fucked up by ending shit. All I want is you. Clyde wasn’t shit without Bonnie. You’re my Bonnie and I need you in the streets next to me.”

  I lifted her chin and kissed her on the lips. Slowly, she opened her mouth and welcomed my tongue. I picked her up from the couch and she wrapped her legs around my waist. We continued to kiss as we headed to the bedroom. Once we entered the bedroom, I laid Tahari on the bed and I slowly undressed her making sure I placed soft kisses on her neck, breasts, and her stomach.

  I removed her jeans and her black lace thongs. I wasted no time making love to her pussy with my tongue. I had her legs as far back as they could go. I licked her from the crack of her ass to the opening of her clit. The light moans that escaped her mouth let me know that I was indeed giving her that Thug Passion she craved for.

  “Please, Thug, don’t ever leave me again. I missed you so much baby.” Tahari was pulling my head further and further into her hot and wet pussy. She began to grind her hips into my mouth. Not long after, she creamed in mouth and all over my face.

  I stood up before her and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. My manhood was now standing at attention waiting for her million-dollar mouth action. Tahari seductively crawled to the edge of the bed. She began to tease my head with the tip of her tongue. She sucked and licked on it slowly.

  She started to lick up and down my shaft massaging at the same time with her hand. Without hesitation, she deep throated my dick and was making these slurping sounds with her mouth that had me about to bust at any minute.

  “That’s right just like that, Ma! You suck that dick so good!” I grabbed her hair and roughly started to pump in and out of her mouth. Not long after, I came in her mouth and she swallowed all of my seeds. I was still rocked up and ready to feel my pussy. I picked Tahari up again and she wrapped her legs around me. She was still soaking wet, so my dick slid right inside of her with ease. I leaned her up against the wall and I started digging in them guts.

  “Oh, Shit Thug! Please don’t stop. I missed that dick so much!” Tahari was wilding trying her best to match my thrusts, but I was in full control of this session. I lifted her up and down on my manhood at a rapid pace. I was deep inside them guts and was loving every minute of it. I missed making love to her.

  Feeling like I was getting ready to bust, I held on to Tahari even tighter as our bodies became one and we came simultaneously. I slowly let Tahari down and watched as she tried to run to the bathroom, but her legs were all wobbly. She barely could keep her balance.

  “Damn! Why are you running so fast?” I asked with a hint of laughter.

  “I have to hurry up and piss. Hopefully I can make the sperm come out. I’m not on any birth control and it’s too soon for me to get pregnant again.”

  “I hate to tell you this Bae, but I just popped your ass with a set of twins.”

  “Please don’t even speak that into existence.”

  After Tahari was finished in the bathroom, she handled her personal hygiene and brought me a hot soapy towel. I reached out my hand to grab it, but instead she began to clean me up herself.

  “I could’ve done that, Ma’.” I closed my eyes as she gently washed my manhood. The way that she was slowly stroking my manhood made me want to fuck her again.

  “I got you, boo. I really hate to admit it, but I missed you so much.” She got up and kissed me on my lips. It was little things like this that made me so sure that she was definitely going to be my wife. I looked down at her finger and realized I still had her engagement ring.

  Once this beef shit was handled, I was headed to Tiffany’s for an upgrade. I want nothing but the best for my baby. We were both tired as hell, so we laid down and ended up falling asleep. The sound of my phone constantly ringing brought me out of my slumber.

  “Yooo!” I said as I wiped my eyes.

  “What’s up, Big Bro? I got that package you wanted and a little surprise to go along with it. We’re at the chop shop waiting on you.” Hanging up the phone, I knew Malik had that bitch ass nigga Grimes. It was a little after one in the morning. I glanced over at Tahari and she was sleeping so peacefully. I gently nudged her trying to wake her up,

  “I need to head out and handle this business over at the chop shop. I’ll be back as soon as I’m finished.”

  “The hell you will. I’m going with you. I heard Malik through the phone. I’m not no damn fool. I want in on this shit here.” Tahari jumped up from the bed and started to put on all black. I watched her for a minute as she went inside the closet and grabbed her Hot Pink Nina.

  “Girl slow your ass down. Stay here until I get back.” I stood up from the bed and started to get dressed.

  “A little while ago you were hollering all this Bonnie and Clyde shit. Now, I’m ready to put in work and you’re trying to leave me out of the loop. I’
m going Thug and that’s the end of this discussion.” I just threw my hands up in the air. She was serious and she was also right. I had to let my baby get that nigga Grimes back for putting his fucking hands on her.

  “Let’s ride, but you follow my lead. Or, this is your caper,” I said as I kissed her on the lips and we left the house. The ride over to the chop shop was silent. We were both in deep thought as we passed a blunt back and forth between us.

  We pulled up to the gate and I keyed in the security code to gain entry. The large gate opened up and we drove up to the back door. We wasted no time getting out of the car. As we entered the door, we could hear Malik and Sarge talking in the office.

  “Damn, about time you showed up! What the hell Tahari doing here?” Malik asked as he looked over my shoulder and noticed her standing there.

  “She needs to get her some revenge on that nigga for putting his hands on her.”

  “Nigga, your ass is getting soft!” Sarge said, shaking his head.

  “Um excuse me, but I’m ready to put in this work, so can we speed this process up?” Tahari said with her hands on her hips.

  “I’m actually glad you came along. Follow me. This shit about to be epic.” Malik rubbed his hands together and led us down to the torture chamber. I was at a loss for words as I observed Detective Grimes and that bitch ass nigga Nico strapped down to the steel tables next to each other.

  “Where in the hell did y’all get this bitch as nigga from?” I said as I hit Nico across the face with a gun.

  “Detective Grimes led us straight to where he was hiding out at. As luck would have it, they have been doing business with one another all the time. They ass having been plotting to take us down.”

  “This shit is bigger than y’all. I was following orders from up top to take y’all bitch ass out!” Nico said as he spit blood from his mouth onto the floor. “What’s up, Ta-Baby? Are you going to just stand there and let them kill me?”

  I hit the nigga so hard in the mouth that some of his teeth flew across the room. “Shut the fuck up!” I took my leather black gloves out of my pocket and started working his ass over. I made sure my fists connected with his eyes, jaws, and mouth. I wanted him to feel the pain that Tahari felt each and every time that he busted her lip or blacked her eyes.