Who Wants that Perfect Love Story Anyway 2: The FAM

by Natavia

  I sat in the leather recliner in the den checking my text messages. Tee-Tee sent me a few pictures of her naked in the shower. I had a bad ass shorty. She wasn’t drop dead gorgeous but she was beautiful to me. Niggas act like they are scared to mess with a dark-skinned woman with short hair. I loved my Nubian queen.

  I needed to work on my language when I get mad at her I say some wild shit to her but her mouth is as gutter as mine. She told me to suck an AIDS dick when we got into a big argument last week. When she told me that shit, I almost slit her throat. That was the worst shit I have ever heard come from a woman’s mouth.

  “Hi, I’m Cali and you are?”

  I didn’t hear her come in. I don’t trust no one that can walk into a room quietly like that. This bitch was sneaky.

  “Corey. It’s nice meeting you, Cali.”

  She looked me up and down then licked her lips. “You look a little young. How old are you? Eighteen?”

  “Naw, shorty, I’m twenty.”

  She started playing in my dreads. “Your hair is so full and healthy.”

  I feel sorry for Ashaun because he will never find love. He picked the grimiest type of females to be his girl. He got her up in his crib and everything. Ashaun was careless. I bet he went into his safe around her. She’s probably setting his ass up. I read this hoe in less than five minutes and he couldn’t tell what type of woman she was when he’d known her longer than I have? That was one careless ass dude.

  She squeezed my arms and rubbed my chest. “Ohh, you got a nice body.”

  She licked her lips. I got up. Shorty was sexy as fuck but I’m not even gutta like that, even though he did that shit to me. Besides, my chick is not working with a full deck of cards.

  “And you bow-legged.” She grabbed my dick and her eyes got big. I get that expression every time.

  “Sit your hot ass down before you fuck around and put yourself in a situation you can’t get out of. My girl would body our asses and I’m too young to be going out like that. Keep touching me and watch how I drag your ass out of this house onto the lawn with the rest of the recyclables. Be a good little bitch and fetch your nigga. Tell his ass I have shit to do.”

  “And you ignorant. I like that shit.”

  She licked her lips then did what I told her to do. I still don’t understand why these broads are attracted to my attitude. The shit is sad because most of them deserve more than a nigga like me.

  She came back few minutes later and sat on the sofa across from me. “He said to give him five more minutes.”

  She lifted up her maxi dress, opening her legs showing off her bald pussy. It was taking everything in me to not bend her over and fuck her into a paraplegic. I love my girl but this chick could be on the cover of a King magazine. She flicked her long tongue out and my dick got hard. I called Tee-Tee to remind me of what I got at home and put her on speakerphone.

  “Heyyyy boo,” she sang sweetly into the phone.

  “What’s up? What you doing?” I asked her.

  “Laying down with Coren and watching TV. I was thinking about that hurting you put on my little kitty this morning. I needed an ice pack between my legs this morning. When are you coming home so I can feed you, rub your back, then give you that red light special?” she asked.

  “I’ll be home in an hour. Roll my blunt for me and have my Henny in my glass. Wear that see-through thing I bought you too.” After I hung up, Cali was grilling me like I was her man. “You got it like that?” she asked.

  “Yeah. My girl does anything and everything for her nigga. That’s why I’m not impressed by these bitches throwing their used up pussies at me.”

  As pretty as Cali was, she was a straight up hoe. I wouldn’t be surprised if Royal had fucked her. I know her type. She was a straight up sack chaser.

  Ashaun walked into the den with a white T-shirt cargo shorts on and Air Max sneakers on his feet.

  “I see y’all chilling,” he said kissing her. I looked at him and shook my head.

  “I thought she was on an interview for that open dancer spot they have down at Tasty Cake.”

  He laughed. “Naw, you wild. This is my shorty,” he said.

  According to Jamie, they’ve been together for almost three months. The nigga seems like he is in love already. That freak broad must have some fire between her legs. She excused herself. At least she knew when to leave while niggas talked business. Ashaun gave me the folders and we chatted for a little bit. He walked me to the door.

  “ I’m not trying be in your business or whatever but the grass always seems greener on the other side when it’s fake, my nigga.” I gave him dap then walked out the door.

  Camren

  July came and Royal was still in a coma. Every now and then, he would move a limb. I was seven months pregnant and wanted to go home to my friends and family. I’m afraid to visit because I want to be here when he awakes. Leodonis doesn’t want any visitors in his home until they find out who tried to kill Royal. He thinks the person is in our circle. Leodonis has some trust issues and he was mean as hell.

  I talked to Jamie earlier and she sounds much happier. I’m glad she got Kejuan back. I knew her marriage wasn’t going to last long because they were never happy. Ashaun doesn’t know yet but it’s going to hit the fan and when it does, it’s going to be a mess.

  I was reading a book to Royal it was a novel based on slavery. Royal was into African-American History real heavy. He has been that way since I’ve known him. I heard someone mumbling my name. I’ve been hearing it here and there for the past couple of days. I was losing my mind.

  I have been on this island too damn long with people speaking language that I don’t even understand. I got some Spanish words down pact but I can’t speak in sentences.

  “Cam,” I heard the mumbling again. I kept reading to him with my head down into the book.

  “Cam.” it was muffled but a little louder I never stopped reading. Tears escaped my eyes because I knew no one was really calling me.

  I heard it again. It was louder so I looked up. Royal was staring at me. He’d taken the tube from down his throat. It was like seeing a ghost.

  “Water,” he whispered in a hoarse voice.

  I ran into the bathroom to get some water out of the faucet. My hands shook and I started sweating. I prayed I didn’t pass out and harm our baby.

  I put the straw to his mouth and he spit it out. I remembered that you couldn’t drink their faucet water in Cuba. My man was waking up and I’m ready to kill him. I wanted to sing, Do You Believe in Miracles by Whitney Houston but it wasn’t the time.

  I paged the nurses and they came running in. Pam rushed in after them. Everyone was moving around and checking his vitals and I stood still. Leodonis ran in after Pam.

  She fell to her knees and prayed. “Oh my God, he is awake! Oh, thank you Jesus!”

  I burst into tears but my feet were glued to the floor. Did I really lose my mind? I need to wake the fuck up. Someone needs to smack my ass. Was I dead and that’s why Royal was talking to me? So many thoughts ran through my mind.

  “Come here, shorty,” he whispered.

  He sounded like he had a bad cold. Maybe it was from all the tubes that were down his throat. Was he talking to me? I cried because this was a cruel dream and I needed to wake up. I know I shouldn’t have been reading those scary paranormal books last night.

  One of the nurses pushed me towards him. She was speaking in Spanish very fast. I think this bitch was cussing me out. When he put his hand on my stomach, I broke down crying. Who said there wasn’t a God? This was a miracle a true blessing.

  “How is my lil man doing?” he asked a little clearer. I still couldn’t respond. “Damn girl, you act like you saw a damn ghost. Come show your man some love,” he stated a little clearer.

  I fell into him, holding him tight around his neck. He hugged me back weakly his strength hadn’t come back yet.

  “You know I can’t leave you, not even on my death bed,” he said
with tears falling from his eyes. This was very a touchy moment for all of us. Leodonis patted his shoulder with watery eyes. I didn’t even know his mean ass had a soft side but I could tell he cared for Royal.

  Pam wasted no time making a conference call from the land phone. They didn’t believe her because she put the phone on speaker.

  “Say something, baby,” she cried and held the phone to his face.

  “Love y’all,” Royal said.

  Jamie and Tee-Tee screamed into the phone Killa and Ashaun had excitement in their voices but I didn’t hear Corey.

  “I hear everybody’s voice but my little brother’s,” Royal said sadly.

  “I’m here,” Corey said in a trembling voice then we could hear him start to sob.

  We could hear Tee-Tee calming him down. It was a sad moment and I started crying again. I heard a couple of sniffles on the phone.

  “Y’all can chill out with that bullshit y’all probably been on. When I come home, I want peace so let everything go,” Royal said. He wanted them to stop looking for the person that shot him.

  “But…” Tee-Tee tried getting out.

  “Cut it out, girl. I’m not tripping over it and neither should y’all. I’m still here and I don’t want blue uniforms sniffing around my ass. It’s a minor setback for a major comeback,” he stated.

  Everyone agreed but I felt like they weren’t listening. Royal had too many people loyal to him to let that go. They chatted a little bit but the more Royal talked, the raspier his voice got. The nurses, Leodonis, and Pam left the room an hour later to give us some privacy.

  “Where is baby girl?” he asked.

  “She flew to Maryland with the nanny to stay with my mom for the rest of the summer,” I told him.

  “I wanted to see her but I’m happy to see you though. It was killing me to hear your voice without seeing your face. That shit was torture, Cam. I could hear everything. I know about Jamie and Killa, Mama and Leodonis, and you giving me a boy. It’s like I was never gone. Hearing your cries and prayers made me fight harder for my FAM. I even know about the videos you been making for me,” he said.

  I put the DVD into my laptop and sat it on his lap. For five hours straight, Royal watched all the moments he missed. His eyes watered when he saw the sonogram of our son and Parker running on the beach with Pam. The video was beautiful. It was my first time watching it. I didn’t want to watch it until he woke up.

  He squeezed my hand and that’s when he noticed it. I was wearing a platinum 10.73 carat diamond ring with 2.50 carat round diamonds on the side. I found it in his belongings the day he got shot. Jamie confessed that her brother was going to propose to me and she helped him pick out the style.

  “You’re going to marry me, Cam? I know it isn’t the right proposal under these circumstances,” he said.

  “Boy, you know I’m marrying your ass. No questions asked.” I kissed him. “Babe, we need to brush your teeth. Being in a coma got your breath kicking. You even got lil R.J kicking.” We burst out laughing. I had my man back.

  “I wasn’t in a coma. I don’t know what the fuck that was. I could still hear and feel you kissing me and making my dick hard. That was the worst thing I have ever experienced. It has gotten to the point where I wanted to die,” he said.

  I grabbed his hand. “Your mom told me how you never mourned your father’s death. Maybe that was God’s way of telling you that your body needed it. You grew up too fast by taking care of your family. You needed the rest,” I told him.

  “You might be right. I do miss my old man though. I can’t wait until I get back to normal. I need some pussy, Cam,” he stated seriously.

  He never ceases to amaze me he’s been in a deep sleep for three months and all he can think about is pussy.

  “Once you we get you all cleaned up, I can kiss it for you. How about that?” I asked.

  “Hell yeah,” he said then we laughed.

  Tee-Tee

  We were all going out to celebrate Royal coming out of a coma. He didn’t want us to see him until after he started his physical therapy. He said he wanted to be on his G Shit when we came around. Royal has an idea who shot him and that’s why he told us to back off. We backing off for now but something tells me we are closer to finding out the truth than we think.

  Jamie was throwing an all-white party at Royal Palace, Royal’s number one strip club. The strippers wore white fur bikinis with angel wings attached to them. There was cloudy smoke coming from the floor. She even had an ice sculpture made of Royal’s face. The DJ was up in the air with two strippers flying around his head. I don’t know how their asses are up there but I’m sure it cost a grip to decorate this spot.

  I was rocking a white Vera Wang V-neck, long sleeve chiffon dress with slits going down the sleeve. I had on a pair of white Valentino lace bow peep- toes platform pumps with gold trimming. My Edie Parker confetti acrylic gold clutch set it off. I let Jamie put a thirty-inch Brazilian weave in my head. It was styled bone straight with a swoop bang. I never thought I could rock a weave but I loved it! I had a pair of Ippolita mother of pearls earrings in my ears.

  Corey was wearing white Versace pants, a white Brioni knit and check silk polo, and a pair of Guiseppe Zanotti metallic color block silver and gold high top sneakers. The only piece of jewelry he was wearing was his 18k white gold bezel set with diamonds Rolex. He had his hair in one of those wild looking buns Ace Hood and Future be wearing. My man was looking sexy as hell. Since it was an all-white party, it was only right that we pulled up in a cocaine white Maybach.

  “Awwww, shit, Tee-Tee, you better work it, hunty. Yessssss!” Tataliscious snapped his fingers while I modeled for him.

  Corey pulled me back. “You better not show your ass tonight.”

  “Nigga, please! Coren is with Mrs. Vera until tomorrow and the boys are at their aunt’s house for the summer. I’m turning the fuck up tonight.” I kissed him then walked off.

  “Ummm, that thing is fine,” Tataliscious said.

  “Who you telling?” Raja asked. I blushed because his young ass was all mine.

  “You better not let him hear you say that shit, Tata,” Jamie laughed.

  Jamie was dressed like one of the strippers except she had on white leather shorts instead of a G-string. Her bowlegs were on display with her gold eight-inch stripper pumps. She had gold glitter shimmer all over her body. Her makeup was professionally done. Jamie was drop dead gorgeous.

  Tataliscious waved Jamie off. Ashaun walked past her, hand and hand with Cali.

  “Oh no he didn’t,” Tataliscious snapped.

  “Oh yes he did,” Raja responded. Since the get together we had over Jamie’s house, the four of us have been inseparable. Raja and Tataliscious don’t even argue anymore. All we need now is Cam and our little circle would be complete.

  “Y’all know I don’t care about that shit. I got my eyes on something new,” she told them.

  “Who?” Raja asked.

  “Killa,” she blurted out.

  Tataliscious almost fainted. Raja and I caught him before he fell.

  “Can I please be you for one day?” Tataliscious begged with his hands clasped together. We laughed so hard tears were in our eyes.

  “I’m serious. You had Ashaun’s pretty ass. Now you got that pretty ass caramel Compton thug with all those colorful tattoos. That basketball player height with those thick strong arms and legs. And that ghetto ass swag is doing something to me bitch.” Tataliscious fanned himself.

  “All of them niggas look good. Even Fitz looks good, sitting over there looking like Rick Ross’s fine big black ass.” Raja stated seriously.

  “Ewww! Fitz has more titties than all of us combined,” Jamie said.

  “Ughhh,” Tataliscious imitated the sound Rick Ross makes.

  I spit my Henny and Coke out at that one. I don’t know why I wore a white dress around Tataliscious. White party or not, I was dead wrong.

  Drunk in Love came on and I went to the dance floor. Tha
t was my song. Then they played Yo Gotti’s Got a Check with Young Thug’s Danny Glover remix following behind. We went wild when Nikki Minaj started spitting her verse.

  We had a seat in our VIP section. I was tipsy from the Henny and the Grand Marnier shots I had. I was sitting on Corey’s lap. When I kissed him, that Cali bitch rolled her eyes at me. She sat under Ashaun all night.

  “Fitz, where’s Kimmy?” I asked.

  “We broke up. What’s up with Raja? I saw that twerk video y’all made,” he laughed. I hope like hell Corey didn’t say shit because he just stopped talking about it. It’s been a month and a half since we made it.

  “You must have read her mind because she was checking you out too,” I laughed. Fitz smiled showing off his chubby cheeks.

  Killa laughed. “You would squash her little ass.”

  “You better chill out, Killa. Don’t come for my girl like that,” I said with attitude.

  “Don’t you think that’s perverted? Wouldn’t it feel like you are fucking a child?” Cali asked Fitz.

  “Do you feel that way fucking Ashaun knowing damn well you look old enough to be his momma?” I asked.

  Everyone laughed even Ashaun. He only brought her here to make Jamie mad with his messy ass.

  “Ashaun, warn your bitch. Tell her don’t do it,” I told him.

  “Baby, can we leave? I don’t like being around these hoodrats,” she pouted at him.

  Cali must have said that a little too loud because the three stooges came right over to our table. Killa eyed Jamie’s outfit and shook his head. The vein in his neck was bulging out. I know he wanted to jack her up.

  Fitz picked Raja up and sat her on his lap. Her feet were swinging while he whispered into her ear. Whatever he said she liked because she was cheesing with her Crest commercial smile.

  Ashaun looked at Jamie with hurt in his eyes but she was busy whispering in Killa’s ear.

  “So you’re loving the crew?” Cali asked her.

  “Excuse me?” Jamie asked.

  “Admit it. Are you fucking your ex-husband’s homeboy or not?” she asked.