by Natavia
“Let me guess, he didn’t fall into your trap so now you want him out? Now that things are really coming out about your hoe ass, I really regret fucking with you. I betrayed a nigga I have known since the sandbox because of you. Everything you touch turns bitter. You know Kai told me all about your plan and as bad as I wanted to believe her, I didn’t,” he said taking a sip from his glass.
“What the fuck were you doing talking to Kai?” I asked him getting angry.
“I was fucking her. Knocked her up too. She lost the baby so don’t even worry about that. She was feeling me too. I should’ve took that route to fuck with her,” he said. Tears threatened to fall from my eyes, but they didn’t. I held my game face on. When I get home, all hell was going to break loose.
“You were fucking my best friend?” I asked him.
“Wasn’t you fucking your sister’s man? I know all about you fucking Darrion. I know everything about you. The games are over, but you can help me set the nigga up. That’s all you good for anyways,” Tudos said.
“Okay, fair enough, all business. Now, what do you have in mind?” I asked him. As he ran his plan down, I smiled. It sounded too easy.
“I’m supposed to be making the drop tomorrow night with his money. I’m going to be with Lee, so you have to be careful. He will shoot you and he watches everything,” Tudos said. After he laid it all out, I was in. I was taking my cut then getting the fuck out of dodge.
After I left Tudos’ place, I went back to the hotel. When I walked in the room, Osari was sitting on the couch smoking a blunt.
“Where you been at?” he asked me. I rolled my eyes and ignored him. Osari could burn in hell for all I care.
“What, you deaf?” he asked getting up. The worst he could do was beat my ass. I had my ass beat three times, so it no longer fazed me.
“Leave me the fuck alone,” I said. He pulled my skirt up then slid panties down. He felt between my legs.
“So, you cleaned your pussy? About time,” he said. I slapped him in the mouth.
“I’m sick of your fucking mouth,” I said to him. He slapped me back causing me to slip on the kitchen floor. I hit my head on the fridge. His slap hurt worse then Tudos’. He kneeled down in front of me. His pretty eyes turned red and the veins in his neck bulged out.
I touched my lip and it was blood on my fingertips.
“I thought you didn’t hit women?” I asked him.
“I would slap the fuck out of you. I wouldn’t fuck you up though. I would kill a woman before I beat on her. But real shit, if you ever raise your hand at me like that again, I’m cutting your fingers off. Do you understand me?” he asked squeezing my face.
“Do you hear me talking to you? You better not ever do that shit again,” he gritted, squeezing my face harder. I nodded my head.
“Now, get your ass up, take a shower then bend over the kitchen table when you get out. I don’t even want to look at you while I’m trying to get my nut off,” he said standing up.
“GET THE FUCK UP!” he yelled walking out of the kitchen. I got up and rolled my eyes. I took a long shower. Osari walked into the bathroom.
“Don’t douche either, I hate that shit. It dries the pussy up.” He didn’t miss shit. He knew more about me than what I knew about myself.
After I got out of the shower, I dried off. I lotion by body up then brushed my hair up in a bun. When I walked out of the bathroom, Osari was sitting down at the table. His eyes followed me. He scooted his chair back away from the table.
“What are you waiting for? Bring it over here,” he said. I walked to the table then bent over on it resting on my elbows.
“Spread it,” he said. I spread my legs. He pushed my lower back down wanting me to arch my ass up. In some sick way, I was turned on. My pussy got wet as I waited for him to take advantage of me.
His belt unbuckled then his pants came undone. I heard him tearing open a condom wrapper. He opened my ass cheeks then blew on my pussy. My walls contracted. He did it again and I moaned.
“OOOOOOOOO,” I moaned as he slid into me. He gripped my hair pulling my head back. With his other hand he gripped my waist, he slammed into me then I yelped.
“POP, POP,” he smacked my ass.
“You a bad bitch? Take this shit. What the fuck are you running for?” he asked going harder and deeper. It hurt so bad it felt good. I clawed at the table as Osari hammered away. My wetness ran down my leg.
“Fuck me harder,” I screamed. He pulled my hair harder digging his strong hands into my scalp.
“Who are you talking to? Don’t say shit. You know the rules,” he said to me. When he screwed me, I wasn’t allowed to talk or touch him. He was dominating me. He was taking control over me. Not only was he fucking me, he was mind fucking me. He was dangerous. I needed to get away from him before I fell in love. My body responded to his more than it had responded to any other man’s.
He slid out of me then turned me around. He lifted me up then sat me on the table. He slid me down to the edge then wrapped my legs around his waist. He slowly entered me. I wanted to scream his name, but he wouldn’t allow me. He said that was too intimate. He just wanted to fuck. I couldn’t even fuck him back. I had to lay here and take him stroking me into points of no return.
He sped up abusing my walls. I couldn’t help but moan his name, I just prayed he didn’t hear me.
“Spread them wider,” he said stroking me. I spread them wider. He was balls deep. My body tensed up as I came so hard I cried and pulled my own hair. He pulled out of me. I knew what that meant. I got down on my knees and held my mouth opened as he squirted his semen all over my face, he grunted then bit his bottom lip.
“ARRRRGGGGHHHHHHH,” he said jerking himself off. I massaged his testicles as he finished releasing himself. That was the only time I was allowed to touch him.
“Now, go wash your face then take your ass to sleep. You lost your damn mind putting your hands on me, shorty. Real shit. You don’t raise your hand at me if I don’t raise mine at you. You got me all the way fucked up.” I hurriedly got up then washed my face. I went to the bedroom while Osari took a shower. After he got out, he got dressed. He had a few items here for nights like this one. Him going back home to a woman was bothering me for some reason. I remembered the girl that picked him up in a purple Jaguar. I even asked him about her and he cursed me out.
“Osari,” I called out to him.
“What?” he snapped.
“Are you mad at me?” I asked him. He came into the room then sat down next to me on the bed. His facial expression softened up. He traced my lips with his finger.
“Such a beautiful girl. You are perfect, but your ways, Tassana… it’s going to either get you killed or into some shit you can’t get out of. I’ll holla at your later,” he said leaving out of the room.
The next day…
It was eleven o’ clock at night. Tudos called me letting me know they were ready to drop the money off. Moments later, I was following them a few cars behind in a rental car that Tudos had gotten for me. He said that Lee always stopped at this restaurant before they met up with Osari. Tudos was going to stay in the car. Lee was going to get out of the car to go inside and after that, I was supposed to make my move.
Tudos turned into the restaurant parking lot. I turned in also. I had on baggy clothes and my hair was cornrowed straight back. I looked around as I got out of the car. When the coast was clear, I flattened one of Tudos’ tires. I hurriedly got back in my car and waited. Lee came out with a bag of food. They pulled off and I followed behind. Tudos turned down a small, dark road minutes later.
Tudos
“What are you pulling over for?” Lee asked me.
“I think we got a flat tire,” I said.
“Osari will kill us if we get caught with his money and his work. What the fuck! Two niggas on the side of the road this time of night is fucking suspicious,” Lee panicked. He got out of the car slamming the door.
“Fuck!” I heard him
spat.
“Pop the trunk. I think it’s a spare back there,” he said. I popped the trunk. Moments later, I heard Lee cranking the car up to change the tire. After the donut tire was on, Tassana was supposed to make her move. A car pulled up and I knew it was her.
A gunshot rang out and I heard Lee yell. I got out of the car. Lee was lying on the ground with a wound to his shoulder. Tassana had been to the gun range with me plenty of times. She knew how to shoot. All Lee would have was a flesh wound.
“Get down on the ground now,” Tassana said in a deep voice.
If Tassana didn’t catch Lee off guard she would’ve been dead. That was the whole point of her flattening the tire. Lee was a shoot first ask questions later type of nigga.
“Where is the money?” she asked pointing a gun to my head as I kneeled down on the ground.
“What money?” Lee asked holding his shoulder. Tassana shot Lee in the leg. He hollered in pain.
“It’s in the trunk,” I said.
“NO!” Lee said. This nigga was willing to die rather than to get in trouble by Osari. I shook my head at that nigga.
“Nigga, we will be on the side of the road dead if we don’t cooperate,” I said to him.
“Pop the trunk,” Tassana said with her gun to my head. She followed me to the driver’s seat of the car. I pulled the latch up and she shot me in the arm.
“What the fuck!” I yelled out.
“Hand it to me,” she said shoving the gun to my head. I went inside of the trunk giving her everything.
She backed away with the two duffel bags around her shoulders with the gun still pointed at us. She got in the car then sped off.
“FUCK. Osari ain’t going to want to hear that we were robbed,” Lee said pissed. I helped him into the car and dropped him off at the nearest hospital. I took my shirt off then wrapped it around my arm; the pain burned like hell. I met Tassana at a rundown hotel on the outskirts of the city. I knocked on the room door.
She opened it with a smile on her face. I wanted to kiss her, but the bitch was scandalous. We agreed that she takes most of the money and I take the drugs. I was getting away from here and starting all over. By the time Osari caught wind of things, I wanted to be far away.
“I’m sorry things didn’t work out. Just call me when you get to where you are going and let me know that you are safe,” she said hugging me. She kissed my lips then I hurriedly left out of the room.
Tassana
As soon as Tudos left out of the room, I called the police to give them his tag number. Poor Tudos. He was ready to get caught red-handed with a trunk full of drugs. I didn’t feel sorry for him. He had no business screwing Kai. They betrayed me. Tudos thought I was going to let that slide? He was wrong.
After I took a shower then changed my clothes, I called Tokyo from the phone in the motel. I didn’t want to call her from one at first because I didn’t want her to know where I was. When I called her, she answered after the third ring. She hadn’t been answering from my phone number. I wanted to know what was up with that.
“Hello?” she answered.
“Tokyo,” I said excitedly. I couldn’t wait to get home and live my life. Kauzie had legit businesses. I wouldn’t have to worry about niggas like Osari.
“Hey, Tassana. How are you feeling? I missed you. I have been busy at work so I was missing your calls. When are you coming home?” she asked me.
“I should be home in five hours. Meet me at the Greyhound bus station. I will call you when I get close,” I said.
“Okay. I will be there,” she said.
“Ok, see you soon,” I said.
“I love you sis,” she said.
“I love you too,” I replied.
I left the rental car at the hotel since it was in Tudos’ name, and caught a cab to the Greyhound station. My phone rang as I was boarding the bus. It was Osari. I would like to be a fly on the wall when he found out he was robbed.
“Helloooooo,” I said into the phone.
“What’s up with you? What are you doing?” he asked me.
“Oh, nothing. Sitting in the room being bored,” I said checking my nails. I needed a fill-in badly.
“That’s real fucking funny, Tassana. I’m at the room and you are not here. Neither is your shit. Now, where the fuck are you at?” he asked me. My heart rate sped up. Osari never came two days in a row.
“I’m staying somewhere else. I’m sick of the way you was treating me,” I said to him.
“Oh, word? Where are you staying at?” he asked me.
“Why are you asking me questions?” I asked him.
“So, you want to talk shit? Ok, cool. I’ll let you have that. But I will be expecting your ass back here in an hour!” he yelled through the phone.
“Whatever, Osari,” I said to him. A part of me was curious about Osari. I would have to admit that I liked him. I liked him a lot. Nevertheless, life wasn’t fair and this was one of the mishaps of it.
“Shorty,” he said with his voice getting deeper and lower. My body burned with desire.
“What?” I said to him.
“I like you,” he said and I blushed. I wanted to tell the bus driver to take me back. But then I looked at the bag on the floor with his money in it. Lee might have recognized my face. I couldn’t chance it. Osari was ready to accept me flaws and all. He knew about my ways and I didn’t have to hide them. For the first time in my life, I was myself around a man. Osari saw the real me.
I cried. “Osari, I have done a bad thing,” I said. He chuckled.
“What’s new? Your ass is scandalous. It’s all good though. A nigga out here living wrong too. All you need is a nigga to put you in your place. Smack your ass a little bit; even pop you in the mouth here and there. I can handle you,” he said and I laughed.
“I will be there,” I said.
“I got you this dress. You can wear that shit when we go out tonight. That shit you had wasn’t popping shorty,” he said to me. I wiped my eyes.
“See you soon,” I said. After I hung up, I opened up the window tossing my phone out.
It was a long drive, but I didn’t mind it. I had something for Kai’s behind soon as I touched down.
When I got to Annapolis, I used the pay phone to call Tokyo. She said she was going to be here in a half hour. She sounded wide-awake at four in the morning. I waited on the bench and an Audi pulled up. I was sure it was the one Tudos was talking about. I was going to be pushing that bad boy pretty soon. She got out and something about her was different. Her purple braids were in a bun with the rest of them out. I hated to say it, but the color looked good on her. She had this glow to her. Her clothes weren’t ratchet and cheesy looking like they used to be. Her gold bangles dangled as she walked towards me. Tokyo was shining and I was jealous. My hair was in cornrows and I had on jeans and a screen tee. I looked a mess, but then again, I was supposed to.
Her long maxi dressed flowed and there was something different about her walk. She was living the good life, but all that was over. When she got to me, she hugged me.
“Look at you. How are you feeling? You look better than last time,” she said picking up my bags. She popped the trunk then placed them in there. I got into the car and sunk into the leather seats. I needed to count the money that I had taken. I was going to save it while I spend Kauzie’s hard earned money.
“You were in that treatment center a long time,” Tokyo said.
“Well, they had to keep me for testing.” I said.
“So, did they stop it from spreading?” she asked me.
“Yeah,” I said not wanting to talk.
“Stage four usually means it has already spread. So, I’m trying to figure out how they stopped something that they couldn’t,” Tokyo said to me.
“Miracles happen every day,” I said to her.
“That’s one helluva of miracle. Maybe you should go on Dr. Phil or something. Not every day that happens. I’ve been reading up about it,” she said. I rolled my eyes at
her.
She turned into a neighborhood that wasn’t mine. It was quiet and the houses were a nice size. We pulled up to a nice size house with two garages. The house looked brand new. I hoped this was the house Tudos was telling me about. Tokyo got out and I followed behind her. She used the key then we walked in.
“What’s this?” I asked her.
“The house Kauzie bought. Let’s look around. They just got finished yesterday,” she said. We walked around and I was in awe. I could tell that he put a lot of money into the house. It was beautiful. The guilt I had for leaving Osari behind was gone. We walked into the kitchen and everything was electronic and stainless steel.
“What do you think?” she asked me.
“I love it. I can’t wait to move in and start decorating,” I said looking around.
“I have a welcome home card for you. Open it up,” she said handing it to me. I opened the card up and it was a picture of a sonogram.
