A Bittersweet Hood Dilemma: A Naptown Love Story

by Natavia

  A silver Dodge Challenger pulled up to the bus stop. The loud music made the car tremble. I ignored it as I searched the web. The car turned off. Geechie hopped out, with his gold diamond necklace and Rolex shining. He had on a black V-neck shirt with some denim jeans. On his feet was a pair of black Versace sneakers. I looked at him then rolled my eyes.

  “If it isn’t sexy ass Tokyo; I’ve been looking everywhere for you girl,” he said sitting next to me. His cologne filled my nostrils, he smelled damn good. Geechie wasn’t bad looking at all. He resembled David Banner even down to his physique.

  “What do you want, Geechie?” I asked him.

  “I want to take you out,” he said to me.

  “That’s not going to work,” I said to him popping my gum in his face. He scooted closer to me, putting his arm behind me resting it on the bench.

  “Tassana said you are single. I couldn’t wait ‘til you stopped messing with snitching ass Darrion. You need you a real nigga,” he said feeling on my leg. I slapped his hand off my leg.

  “You need you some real nigga game because what you spitting is whack. Come harder than that, playboy. Now, state what it is you really want. I’m ready to slap the hell out of you and curse you out. Touch me again,” I said scooting down.

  “Damn you gutta. I can tame that ratchet ass mouth,” he said laughing. I laughed with him. Geechie had a cute smile.

  “So, Mrs. Tokyo, can I take you out? What are you doing sitting at the bus stop anyway? You are too pretty for that,” he said to me.

  “I’m not getting into that, Geechie,” I said. He held his hands up. “Fair enough. I was on my way to Carolina Kitchen, are you trying to go?” he asked me.

  “That’s in Largo. That’s far from Annapolis don’t you think?” I asked him.

  “Not if we talk on our way there. Come on, Tokyo. I’m not a stranger. You know me from way back. We are from Newtowne girl,” he said smiling. I sucked my teeth then rolled my eyes. I didn’t have anything else to do.

  “Okay, cool. But if you touch me or even fucking look at me like you want to touch me, it’s going to be some shit. I’m serious too,” I said grabbing my purse and backpack. I stood up and Geechie lustfully stared at my hips.

  “Damn you thick. I love a broad that can eat,” he said licking his lips.

  “You sound simple as fuck nigga,” I said laughing at him.

  “We are going to do something about that mouth,” he said opening up the car door for me. I was surprised at that. Men had been stop doing that. Well, I take that back. Kauzie does it. Just the thought of him made me smile. In my mind, our world was different. He was the father of my kids and my husband. We lived in the perfect house. I come home with the kids after picking them up from school. They do their homework as I prepared dinner. That’s how I had visually been seeing me and Kauzie’s life over the years. But in real life, that would never happen. It was always a daydream I would have.

  “Are we riding dirty?” I asked him.

  “Come on shorty. Don’t shit on my character like that. What do I look like? I got niggas out here that do that for me,” he stated.

  “Just making sure. I’m not trying to get caught up in any bullshit. I’m telling you now if we get pulled over I’m telling the cops I was kidnapped,” I stated seriously.

  “Yo, you wild shorty,” Geechie laughed then pulled off.

  Geechie wasn’t a bad dude. We talked and ate dinner. Kauzie called me, but I didn’t answer. I didn’t want him to be waiting for me at my apartment. If he found out about me going out with Geechie, he would flip out.

  I told Geechie to drop me off at the next block up from my neighborhood. I didn’t want word to get back to Kauzie. Isn’t that something? I was afraid of getting caught by my sister’s man. What Kauzie thinks shouldn’t matter. I should be able to live my single life freely.

  When I walked up to my building, Tassana was standing around front. She looked a hot mess. Her hair was in some type of bun. She had on leggings and a white t-shirt. On her feet, she wore a pair of Jordans.

  “I was looking for you,” she said to me.

  “You should’ve been looking for your edges girl. Damn, Tassana, who be doing your sew-ins?” I asked her frowning up my nose at her.

  “Now, isn’t the time to crack jokes,” she said then burst out into tears. I loosened up.

  “What’s the matter, Tassana?” I asked her.

  “We need to talk. Let’s go inside,” she said to me. I dug into my purse to get the key out. Once I unlocked the door, Tassana broke down.

  “What’s the matter?” I asked her. I hope she didn’t find out about Kauzie and me. I was not prepared for that conversation yet.

  “I’m dying, Tokyo. I’m going to die,” she cried. I sat on the couch then rubbed her back.

  “You are scaring me, Tassana,” I said to her.

  “I have been sick. My hair is falling out and I’m so depressed. I just found out today I have cancer.” She burst out into tears. I cried with her because I knew how ugly cancer was. I also cried because of guilt.

  “I have to go to a cancer treatment center. I was offered a new job today. I really need it, but I won’t be able to work it. Then Kauzie tells me yesterday he is in love with you and he slept with you. I’m sick and fucking dying and you two betrayed me!” she screamed.

  “I’m so sorry, Tassana,” I said with tears falling down my face. I felt horrible.

  “Can you imagine how I feel?” she asked me.

  “It won’t happen again,” I said hugging her. She pulled away from me.

  “It will happen again. I want it to happen again,” she said to me.

  “Excuse me?” I said not believing what she just told me to do.

  “You are going to replace me. You are going to get Kauzie to fall in love with me all over again. He said that was the only way he will love me again if I was you,” she cried.

  “I can’t do that,” I said jumping up.

  “I’m dying, Tokyo. I’m at stage four. The least you can do since you fucked up my life is give it back to me. That’s all I want is for Kauzie to love me again once I finish my treatment. I just want to die happy. Do you think I want to die with a broken fucking heart? You got your health. What about me, Tokyo?” she cried. She stood up wiping her eyes.

  “How would you feel if you were me? How would you feel if you had to spend your last days dealing with heartache? All I want is for Kauzie to love me when I come home from treatment,” she said.

  “Does he know?” I asked her.

  “No, he doesn’t. I don’t want him to. I want his love for me to be real. I don’t want him to pity me. I don’t want our parents to know until I get back from there. I don’t need them stressing me while I deal with all of this,” she said.

  “I will do it, Tassana,” I cried. She hugged me. “It’s okay, Tokyo. I forgive you for betraying me,” she said rubbing my back.

  “When are you leaving?” I asked.

  “In two weeks. They are setting up my room and the surgeries for me. I have to deal with a lot, Tokyo. If only you can imagine,” she said. I hugged her for dear life. I know we didn’t get along, but she was my sister. The thought of her dying was tearing me apart.

  “What am I going to tell Kauzie if he ask around for me?” I asked.

  “You left town for a job. I mean, I don’t know. We will figure it out. When I’m gone, he will think it’s you that’s gone,” she said.

  After Tassana left, I cried. I was about to betray Kauzie. I was about to make him fall in love with my sister. My phone rang and it was Kauzie. I couldn’t answer it. I turned my phone off, and poured me a glass of Amsterdam straight. I would never be happy. I would never have him. He would always belong to Tassana. I wanted to call my parents, but I doubt if they would talk to me. We ended on a very bad note. I thought about them every day, but my pride wouldn’t let me call them. I was alone all over again. When will my life be less complicated?

  I woke up to ba
nging on my door. My head was pounding and the room spun as I stood up. I drank almost a whole fifth of Amsterdam. I opened the door and Kauzie stood there in his work clothes. He pushed past me then came into my apartment.

  “You been fucking or something? Why haven’t been answering my phone calls?” he asked me. His Creed cologne filled up my apartment. His dreads were pulled back and his goatee was trimmed to perfection. I looked away from him as tears fell down my face. I flopped down on the couch.

  “What’s going on, Tokyo? What are you crying for?” he asked me.

  “You told Tassana you loved me and we had sex. Why would you do that?” I asked him. He leaned against the wall playing with the hairs on his chin. I smiled as I wiped my eyes. Kauzie did that when he was seriously thinking about something or even when he was aggravated. He stared at me intensely; my heart almost skipped a beat.

  “I told her the truth. I’m not happy with her. As long as you are around me, I will never be happy with her,” he said to me.

  “This is so wrong, Kauzie. She is my sister,” I said. He sat down next to me.

  “I know it’s wrong shorty. My feelings grew deeper for you when I was nineteen. Since nineteen, I haven’t been happy with Tassana. That’s five years. I can’t live like that anymore,” he said to me.

  “Around the time I moved in with Darrion?” I asked him.

  “Yeah, when you started fucking with him I was pissed and I couldn’t understand why because you were like one of my niggas. But when you moved in with him, I got sick,” he said laughing.

  “Nigga, stop lying,” I said.

  “No bullshit, I was sick. I couldn’t think straight. That’s the real reason I whipped that nigga’s ass. I couldn’t control it. I saw him out in the hood and just fucked him up. You dropped out of school and all of that for that nigga. Back then, you thought I was acting like a brother, but I wasn’t. I wanted you for myself. I still do. As long as I’m around, no nigga is going to be happy with you. I’m not going to let that shit fly,” he said arrogantly.

  I hugged him tightly then kissed his cheek.

  “Damn, why are you acting like you are about to leave me or something?” he asked me rubbing my leg.

  “I’m just emotional. I also have a hangover,” I said. I needed to take a shower and change my clothes. I fell asleep with my yesterdays on, and I reeked of alcohol.

  “Why are you drinking carrying my seed?” he asked me. I mushed him.

  “Stop talking shit nigga,” I said with my hands on my hips. He eyed my hips then licked his lips.

  “I was aiming when I was stroking in that cat. I hope I knocked you up too,” he said. He went into the kitchen going through my fridge. He pulled out a cartoon of eggs, bacon, green peppers and potatoes.

  “Fix some breakfast please. I can’t go to work this morning starving,” he said smacking me on the ass. I slapped his arm.

  “How about you fix me some breakfast for once,” I said. The room was still slightly spinning and I didn’t want to cook.

  “Shorty, you know I can’t cook,” he said laughing.

  “You irk my soul,” I said blushing. He pinched my cheeks.

  “I’m going to irk it even more after you push that baby out,” he said rubbing on my ass.

  “Stop wishing bad luck on me. I’m not pushing nothing out. I’m not having no damn kids. Were you trying to get me pregnant or something?” I asked him.

  He smiled showing his straight, pretty white teeth, with the diamond grill on the bottom. “If you ain’t knocked up I need to get my sperm checked out. I gave you a load both times,” he said to me. I rolled my eyes at him then walked into the bathroom. I brushed my teeth then hopped into the shower.

  I had a lot on my mind such as my sister, Kauzie, a job, and painting. I did miss painting. It was my therapy when I felt like the world was against me. I still have some money Kauzie gave me. I could buy a few things to get me through everything. After I took a shower, I wrapped myself up in a towel and walked to my bedroom to dry off.

  “UMPH!” Kauzie said eyeing me from the doorway. I covered myself up.

  “KAUZIE,” I said.

  “What’s up shorty?” he asked me smirking.

  “Will you get the hell out? Why are you standing there watching me like that? Crazy ass nigga,” I said. He walked over to me then snatched my towel off. His hand slid between my legs. He kissed my neck and my body almost gave in. His kiss was gentle and soft, but yet it made a huge impact on my body.

  “You smell good,” he said sliding his hand down my body. I ached for him to penetrate me. His finger slid into me as he sucked on my breasts. A whimper like moan escaped from my lips.

  “Can I taste it?” he asked me sticking his finger that was wet from my sex into his mouth.

  “That won’t be a good idea,” I said grabbing the towel. He pushed me onto the bed. He snatched the towel away from me again. He pulled my legs down so I could be on the edge of the bed. He leaned down kissing my lips; his strong hands caressed my body. He kissed my stomach then opened my legs, kissing my inner thighs. Is he about to do what I think he is about to do? He is supposed to save that for Tassana. Dilemma

  “Get up,” I sat up pushing him. He pushed me back down on to the bed. He locked my legs in the crock of his arms. I was ready to slap him, until I felt his warm tongue penetrating me. It was a powerful sensation. My back arched up from off of the bed.

  His tongue traced the line between my slit, and then he dipped his tongue into my cave. His tongue slowly made love to my pussy.

  “Kauuzziieeeee,” I cried. Darrion was good at pussy eating, but this was different. I could feel the love Kauzie had for me. This was more intense. I could feel the wave come over me. I gripped his dreads as he sucked on my swollen bud. My walls clenched, my stomach tightened up then my legs trembled.

  “I’m cummingggggggg. Oh, shit, oh, shit,” I cried. He applied more pressure on my bud. I could feel warm liquid pour out of me.

  Kauzie sucked and licked as if I tasted good to him. I tried to push his head back because it was becoming unbearable. He groped my breasts as his tongue flicked across my clit in a fast like motion that made me pull his hair harder. My body responded to his tongue in ways it shouldn’t have. I grinded onto his tongue, as I came again. He kissed my inner thighs then lifted my legs up. He placed my toes in his mouth as he massaged my leg.

  “You taste sweet all over,” he said to me. I stood up taking his shirt off. I rubbed my hands up his toned torso. He looked down at me as I unbuckled his belt. I unbuttoned his pants then slid them down. He pulled his boxer-briefs down. His long, thick tool pointed at me. He took off his shoes then stepped out of his pants. He lay down on the bed and his dick was pointed straight up. Kauzie had to be around eleven inches.

  “Come and sit on it,” he said stroking his thick and meaty dick. I climbed on top as he held himself. I lifted up my bottom to lower down onto it. I winced as he pierced through my opening, stretching me open. “Damn you are tight,” he said gripping my hips. I slowly lifted my bottom up coming down on his length again to open me up more. After a few more tries, he fit comfortably. I slowly grinded onto him, as my nails dug into his chest. He bit his bottom lip then closed his eyes. He started mumbling something and it sounded like it was in Patois. He massaged my breasts as I rode him like it would be my last time. I arched my back to give me more hip rhythm.

  “OOOOOOHHHHH, SHIITTTTTTTT,” Kauzie hissed as I slowly grinded on top of him. He palmed my ass cheeks.

  “KAUZZIIEEEEE,” I whimpered as his dick hit against my spot. He raised himself up, gripped the back of my neck then kissed me so passionately that I came. I wrapped my arms around him as I kissed him back. My breasts were smashed against his chest.

  “You feel that shit, Tokyo?” he asked me bouncing me on his dick. I threw my head back and closed my eyes, tightening my walls around him. He rolled me over still inside of me. He reached under my ass gripping it, holding me hostage between him and the
bed. He slowly grinded into me. His dick hit my spot continuously. I could feel him swell up more, becoming harder than ever before. I bit his bottom lip then he licked mine.

  “Don’t come yet,” he moaned into my ear, sucking my ear lobe. He went deeper and I gasped like I was drowning and taking my last breath. No words came out, tears slid out of my eyes as Kauzie buried his dick so deep in to me that everything in me shut down. My eyes rolled into my head as he held himself there, grinding and poking that same spot over and over again. What spot was that? I asked myself. Whatever it was hasn’t been discovered until now. My toes cracked when I had that orgasm.

  “ARRGGHHHHHHHHH,” he grunted as he sped up pumping his seeds into me. He collapsed on top of me kissing my lips.

  I fell asleep and Kauzie fell asleep on top of me, still inside of me.