by Natavia
“Rashaad and Raymond are still in school?” she asked.
“They should be home in a few hours. Look at you, girl! You’ve gotten big. That weight must have come overnight. You were a tiny little thing.” she rubbed her stomach.
“Look who we have here. Come and give your daddy a hug.”
Her pops hugged her. I don’t think I ever noticed it until now but her dad was too damn excited when he saw her. This nigga was hugging her like she was his woman. He had his hands around her waist and his crotch was pressed all against her. I cleared my throat.
“Oh what’s up, son? I haven’t even noticed you standing there.” he gave me that fake ass smile like he always does.
“I’m sure you haven’t since you were so wrapped up in such an intimate moment,” I replied.
Tee-Tee lightly elbowed me. Fuck that nigga. I don’t bite my tongue for nobody. The Next time he hugs her like that, I’m sticking foot up his ass.
Tee-Tee followed her mother into the kitchen. She ate before we got here and I bet her ass is still hungry. I sat down on the sofa. This family was weird as fuck to me. Dwayne pops his fat black sweaty ass down right next to me. This overgrown gorilla must not wash his ass because I caught a whiff of musty ass. I almost threw up in my mouth. Tee-Tee got them living in a nice house and driving nice cars and this nigga can’t even wash his nuts. Ol’ funky ass nigga.
“What have you been up to? You still gangbanging and what not?” he asked then smiled at his corny joke. This Faizon Love looking motherfucker was ready get his dome split to the hamburger meat.
“I don’t know what gangbanging is but I’m sure you could enlighten me,” I responded.
“I know all about that big ass mob you running with,” he stated.
“Oh you do?” I asked.
“Yup, and I got some friends in some high places if you know what I mean.”
“That’s what’s up. Speaking of these people in these high ass places, where were they when your daughter had to take on your responsibilities around the house? No disrespect, old head, but my business is my business. If you want to know anything about me, ask some of your friends you speak so highly of. I bet they will tell you not to fuck with me. By the way, I’m the only man in Teyana’s life. I’m going to be the only nigga knocking that pussy out of the frame. I know your perverted ass wish it was you, don’t you?” I asked.
Before he could respond, she came out of the kitchen eating a ham and egg sandwich with pickles and season salt on it. That was some nasty shit and I hate the smell of it. She craved those all day.
“You okay, baby?” she asked nicely.
Tee-Tee knew when I was ready to explode. She was being nice to me because she didn’t want me to get of character. On our way over here, she cried and cursed my black ass out because Myla kept calling. She even swung on me a few times. she was fed up with my bullshit. She shouldn’t have fucked my homeboy.
“Yeah boo, I’m good. Come give Daddy a kiss.”
She leaned over and placed a big pickle juice kiss on my lips. The look on her pop’s face was priceless.
“You still want your old man to record you giving birth?” he asked. Something about that question rubbed me the wrong way. Tee-Tee almost choked on her sandwich.
“Hell no, nigga. If your ass even thinks about coming, I’m fucking you up. Come on, shorty, I’m ready bounce and so are you.”
“Who the fuck you talking to? You not going to keep disrespecting me in my house,” he finally spoke up.
I ignored him and grabbed her things so we could go. I had to hurry up and leave. My trigger finger started itching and that was not cool. I was few seconds away from killing him. I helped Tee-Tee into the truck when I pulled off I heard sniffling.
“What’s the matter, shorty?” I asked her. She burst out into tears. I pulled over to calm her down.
“I can’t take this shit anymore!” she screamed.
“Calm down and tell me what the fuck is wrong with you.”
She started telling me how her father started raping her, how she was forced to suck his dick, and how he openly flirts with her every time she comes around. I knew there was some sneaky shit when he asked to record her birth. That nasty ass nigga wanted to see my pussy. He probably wanted to see my daughter’s too.
“I’m going to kill his ass.” I made a U-turn right in the middle of the road.
“Baby, calm down. You are going to upset my mother!” she screamed at me.
“Fuck your mother. That bitch knew what the fuck was up. He openly flirts with you and touches you in ways he shouldn’t. I never really paid it any attention until today. I’m fucking him up. If your mother intervenes, I’m fucking her ass up too.”
I sped up to their house and parked right on their lawn. I grabbed my silencer.
“Oh my God! Corey stop,” Tee-Tee panicked.
I hopped out the truck then banged on the door. Her mother opened it, grilling me. I pushed her ass right out of my way. This nigga came down the stairs. No words were exchanged. I started pistol-whipping his big ass. Mrs. Lori screamed. She was even clocking me upside my head while I beat her husband. That shit didn’t even faze me. The more she hit me, the harder I pistol-whipped him. He had flesh hanging down his face and I still couldn’t stop.
“Get the fuck off of my husband. You are killing him!” she screamed. I shoved her to the floor because she started to pull my dreads.
“You’re defending this nigga after he’s been molesting your own daughter?”
“She is not my fucking daughter!” she screamed back.
“What?” Tee-Tee asked, sounding hurt. I forgot she was there.
“Your mother died giving birth to you. When I met your dad, you were only three months old. You couldn’t figure out why you looked different from your brothers. What he was doing to you wasn’t any of my business. Now get your hoodlum ass boyfriend out of my fucking house!” she screamed.
“You mean to tell me I did all this shit for you out of love and the whole time, you allowed him to abuse me? I hustled to keep your ass out of a fucking grave! I bought this house and the car you are driving. I never told you because I loved you too much to hurt you even though I was hurting myself in the process. This motherfucker never did shit for you. I did everything for y’all when I didn’t have to,” she cried.
“No matter what you say, he is my husband. I didn’t care what he did to you as Long as he didn’t touch your brothers. I hated your ass. He always commented how much you looked like your mother and how pretty she was. Since day one, I had to compete with a dead bitch. I only tolerated you because he begged me too. I had to compete with you to keep him sexually satisfied. Now get the fuck out of my house!” she screamed at her.
Tee-Tee pulled her gun out .I didn’t even know she still carried one around. She walked over to her father and shot him three times in his head. The last shot caused his head to burst with brain fragments decorating the wall. I was surprised he was still breathing after I beat his face in. Lori charged into Tee-Tee but ended up catching two in the chest. She stood over her dying body while she coughed up blood.
“I’m ready to put your ass where you should’ve been, bitch. I kept you alive. Now you owe me your soul,” she said before shooting her right between the eyes.
I helped her back into the truck then sped off. Tee-Tee was silent the whole ride home, almost in a daze. I couldn’t believe she killed them like that. Not once did she flinch. I grabbed her hand and kissed it. I never knew she was carrying all of that around. She truly came from a dysfunctional family. I wasn’t planning on getting back with Tee-Tee, but after what went down, she had no one. I couldn’t turn my back on her. I loved her too much. I had to suck up that bullshit she did and move on, but if the shit happens again, the Angel of Death will be carrying her body to her grave.
“You got me and my family, shorty. We are going to raise your little brothers ourselves. Don’t worry about nothing. It’s time for me to carry all your
problems. I am here for you. It’s going to take mountains to pull us apart. I’m giving you my heart. I pray to God that you don’t step on it again. As long as you got me, I got you. It works both ways, shorty.”
“I love you, Corey,” she said with tears falling down her face.
“I love your crazy little ass even more.”
I pulled her into me. We kissed and not once did we realize we had blood on our clothes.
Ashaun
I had a gut feeling that Corey was the cause of my cousin disappearing but there is nothing I could do about that. Man-Man did that shit to himself. He knew the consequences once you start stealing shit that doesn’t belong to you. I was fucked up about it though. I wouldn’t have killed him although they were expecting me too. I would’ve given him some money to get low with.
I took my wife out to dinner at Mo’s Seafood down at the harbor, which was her favorite restaurant. She has been under a lot of stress lately due to her pregnancy. She was five weeks. We found out the night she went to the hospital. She worried about having another miscarriage when the doctor told her not to worry. We are keeping it a secret until she gets through her second trimester. She is afraid that we might jinx it.
“What’s up, beautiful? Talk to Daddy?”
She smiled at me. “Nothing, boo. I’m worried about this baby, that’s all.”
“We are still young. If it happens again, we can keep trying until it doesn’t. You’re not helping the situation by stressing over it,” I told her.
“It’s easy for you to say; you already have one. It emotionally wears me down. I don’t want to be old when we’re finally able to have one. It needs to happen now while we are still young,” she stated.
This shit is stressing me out. Since she found out we were pregnant, it has been depressing our already depressing marriage. We weren’t having sex anymore because we were afraid it might hurt the baby. It’s always something that gets in the way of us. I want her to have my kids but not now. If I knew she was going to be this damn miserable about it, I would’ve used a condom.
At first, I was excited because I thought it would help our marriage, but all it’s doing is making it worst. I’m trying to spend time with her and she was sitting there like someone died. I don’t understand this woman and I don’t think I ever will. All the years we have been together and this was by far the worst one.
“Can I get you guys anything else?” our waitress, Cali, asked while eyeing me lustfully.
She was sexy as fuck. I haven’t seen another bad ass broad like this in a minute. She was almost giving my wife a run for her money. I don’t know what it is about her but she got my dick harder than a motherfucker. It may be the fact that I haven’t had sex in minute.
She could tell I got bread. I had on $300,000 worth of jewelry. My Bugatti was parked around front so you know these broads were sweating me. They didn’t even care that I was sitting here with my wife.
“No, we are fine but you can stop looking at my husband like I am not sitting here,” Jamie snapped.
I shook my head as I chewed my seafood Alfredo. Cali rolled her eyes and walked off.
“These hoes are thirsty as fuck these days and y’all niggas fall for it every time. Those bitches don’t care about you. They only what’s in your pockets and what you are driving,” she said smartly.
“Girl, chill the hell out. I’m not worried about that girl,” I lied.
I’ve only cheated on Jamie twice but that’s all I have been thinking about now. It took me years to realize that getting with her was my biggest mistake. I fell in love with her looks. On a scale one to ten, she was a fifteen. I’ve never stop to think about how she would treat me. She might have been in love with me at one point but we out grew each other.
This marriage is boring and I see myself as a free man more and more. I stayed this long because of Royal. When I told him I was feeling his sister, we had a long discussion about me treating her right. I didn’t want to let him down.
Royal only allowed me to step to his sister because I was a good dude and came from a good background. Any other nigga would’ve got chin checked. Royal was very funny acting when it came to Jamie. I also think that’s why she was with me. I’m the only man Royal would allow her to be with without him breathing down her neck. When he found out I cheated and had a baby on his sister, he punched me in my shit. After that, he stayed out of our business because he figured I got my shit together.
I wiped my mouth off with my napkin then threw it down on the table. “I’m going to use the bathroom before we leave.”
I had my back turned when I heard heels clicking across the floor. I figured it was Jamie because she used to follow behind me for a quickie. That was back when we used to fuck in public places.
“Wait until we get home, girl,” I told her while I was still pissing. I shook myself then zipped my pants up. When I turned around, I walked straight into Cali.
“You are so damn sexy,” she told me. I chuckled because a nigga get that shit a lot. She gripped my dick and it sprang into life. “Damn, and you’re slinging a nice piece of wood.”
Before I knew it, Cali was on her knees sucking my dick in the men’s bathroom. Her head game was the best. Three minutes later, I was nutting all down her throat. She was a straight freak bitch, but I didn’t care. If she can suck dick this good, I can imagine what the pussy feels like.
“Call me.”
She slipped her number in my pants’ pocket. I forgot about my pregnant wife sitting at the table. I walked out before she did so it wouldn’t look so obvious. I went back to our table and some nigga was cheesing all in my wife’s face. She was all giggling and shit. It has taken a lot to make this bitch smile. Now, all of a sudden, a complete stranger is making her blush.
“You ready?” I asked.
When she got up, he boldly stared at her ass. I smacked it.
“Too bad you can’t afford to be tapping this, my nigga,” I laughed. He mean mugged me then walked off.
“Let me find out you’re hating,” she said and switched out of the restaurant.
All the men in attendance stared at her hips. Jamie knew she had a bad ass walk. She was bowlegged like her brothers. Her ass was the perfect shape and she had a gap between her legs. Her long silky hair swayed as she made her exit. I knew these niggas wished they were me.
Cali blew me a kiss while I was leaving. I knew it wasn’t my good looks that made her suck my dick in the bathroom. She saw what all these other thirsty ass females saw and that’s a nigga with bread. I’m going to fuck her sexy ass one good time then throw her a few Gs afterwards.
I stopped at gas station on our way home. I was walking out when Damon and some other nigga bumped into me. He was strapped. I felt it on his hip when he bumped me. I know he felt mine too because I never leave the crib without it.
“Damn, nigga, watch where the fuck you going,” I grilled him.
“Nigga, fuck you. And when you see that bitch ass nigga, Killa, tell him I’m gunning for his ass,” he said.
I laughed at this clown. This nigga is green with envy because we’re out here making that bread. This fool is driving a Crown Vic like he was a teenager. He can do better than that. Damon got that hungry look in eyes, the look that means he would do whatever to get paid.
Royal had that same hungry look. When we were younger, he did anything to make sure his family ate. Instead of Damon trying to join us, he is going against us, a bad move on his part. Gunning for Killa was the wrong move to make. We stick together like toilet paper on the bottom of your shoe.
“Look nigga, check this out, I can either hire you to cut my grass or wash the Bugatti. Take your pick with your broke ass. Fuck around and become maggot food. You threaten one you threaten us all.” I spat at his feet.
“You threatening my cuz, nigga?” the fat nigga he was with asked me.
“Fuck you going to do, my G?” I asked him.
He looked towards my whip then smiled. “Hey, wasn
’t that the same bitch that Jamal was fucking?” he asked Damon. They laughed.
I clocked that nigga in his mouth then they tried jumping me. I heard Jamie scream for help. I know the store clerk was going to call the police. I was swinging on both of them niggas. I dropped Damon’s ass out cold. The overweight motherfucker tackled my ass knocking the wind out of me. I punched him in his neck and that still didn’t slow the nigga down. I was getting out of breath trying to keep him from getting the best of me. I shot his ass three times and he was still trying to come towards me. I aimed for his head, let off two shots, and took this nigga eye right out. I ran into the store to shoot out the cameras and took every security tape they had. I even had to kill the clerk because I couldn’t risk getting locked up because he was a witness. I heard sirens getting close.
As soon as I got into the car, I looked in the rearview mirror pulling off. Damon was finally getting up but I couldn’t go back to finish him. The sirens were blaring louder.
“Nigga, are you fucking crazy? You killed two people. Oh my God, we are going to jail!” she cried. “I’m too damn sexy to be bunkin’ with two big bitches with pigtails. Damn you, Ashaun!” she screamed and punched my arm.
I slapped her twice, hard enough to split her lip and she covered her mouth in shock.
“Now you listen to me and listen to me good. Shit just got real and I know the clerk gave my tag number to the police before I killed his ass. I want you to go to the police station while I blow this car up and report it stolen. Got damnit! Snap out of it!” I yelled. “Do what the fuck I tell you to do. I know your ass is not trying to be in jail bumping pussies with some Debo looking bitches.”
I was dropping her off at the corner near Wendy’s. “Give me your shoes, purse, and jewelry,” I demanded. She handed them to me then I ripped her blouse. I hated to do this to my wife but our lives were at stake. I ruffed her hair up. When I finished, it looked like she was in a gang initiation.
