by Natavia
“I’m loving the crew but you out here fucking married men and eyeballing my little brother while your man is sitting right next to you,” she snapped.
“You are a messy bitch.” Tataliscious told Cali.
“And you are?” Cali asked.
“Every down low nigga’s dream and their bitch’s worst nightmare.”
He held his hand out so she could shake it. She rolled her eyes at Tataliscious. He just laughed.
“I’m ready to go!” she screamed at Ashaun. His pussy-whipped ass dapped everyone up and prepared to leave.
“You let this bitch run you away from your family? How the fuck you going to bring her here and let her disrespect me like this? That alfredo serving bitch got no business being in my brother’s establishment.” Jamie threw her drink on them.
Ashaun wiped the drink from his face. “Fuck you worried about what I’m doing? You filed for a divorce, remember? We moved on.”
Killa grilled the fuck out of Jamie. She wrong as hell for playing with Killa’s feelings. She was confused and she needed to make a decision soon because it looked like she is still hung up on her husband. She didn’t even show Ashaun this much attention when they were married.
“Because you weren’t there when I needed you!” she screamed.
“But I was. Fuck you worried about this nigga for?” Killa asked.
“Y’all chill the hell out,” Corey finally spoke up. He was so busy playing under my dress he wasn’t aware of the drama.
“It’s not like that!” Jamie shouted.
“What the Fuck is it like then?” Killa asked.
Ashaun butted in. “What’s really good, Killa?”
“My nigga, you already know what it is.”
Ashaun got into Jamie’s face. “You’re fucking my homeboy?”
Corey stood up and got between them. “We’re cool and all, regardless of the situation. But, you need back up out of my sister’s face. This shit ain’t for here. This is about Royal so take that shit elsewhere.”
“I asked a simple fucking question and I want a simple answer. I’m not leaving or dropping the fucking subject until she answers me.”
He walked around Corey to get into Jamie’s face. Killa grabbed Jamie and stepped up. “We’ll rap about this shit tomorrow, my nigga,” Killa told him.
Ashaun bit his bottom lip then nodded. He grabbed Cali and walked through the crowd to exit the building.
Killa walked away but Jamie grabbed his hand. “Chill shorty. I’m not even rocking with your confused ass no more,” he said then yanked his arm away.
We followed Jamie into the bathroom and she broke down. We hugged her while she cried.
“What’s wrong with me?” she asked.
“Stupidity is what’s wrong with you. Killa is supposed to be your true love and you basically made yourself look like a fool because Ashaun had Cali with him. It doesn’t matter that this is your brother’s face and Cali isn’t family. Ashaun is family so that means you have to accept whoever he chooses to date. You made Killa look like a fool. This man has been by your side while you went through your emotions and you were basically ready to fight another bitch over your ex-husband in his face. Killa loves the fuck out of you. It’s time to let Ashaun go and be happy because clearly he is doing him. Now you are going to be the one sleeping alone tonight while Cali rides Ashaun’s dick. So tell me, Jamie, who is really winning? I know damn sure you’re not,” I said to her.
“Damn, Tee-Tee, that was harsh,” Raja said.
“It wasn’t harsh. It needed to be said,” Tataliscious told Raja.
Jamie broke down crying. This girl was making me sad and angry at the same time. Cam needs to hurry back because I’m not used to giving advice on shit like this.
“Why are you still crying, Jamie?” I asked her annoyed. I could’ve sworn I was going to turn up tonight with the FAM. Now this dramatic spoiled brat had to go and fuck it up.
“I love Killa so much and I don’t want to lose him. I can’t lose Killa again. It has taken six damn years for him to come back to me. I want my Killa back and now he is not answering my phone calls or texts,” she said while dialing him again.
Tataliscious snatched the phone away from Jamie. “Bitch, you are not calling that man anymore. Go to his damn house to apologize then suck his dick. Let him take all his frustrations out on your pussy,” Tataliscious said.
“Jamie, get it together, boo. I feel where you are coming from. I was in the same boat when Corey didn’t want me anymore. You can’t be worrying about Ashaun. He is the past. Listen to what Tataliscious said. Go get your man back.”
Killa
Jamie got my head fucked up all over again. I think it’s about that time to let her ass go. I’m not taking getting my heart played like that too kindly. I left early because I was ready to snap. I have a fucked up temper when I’m pissed and I was ready to fuck Ashaun up.
I knew this shit wasn’t over between me and him. He looked like he wanted to kill my ass. I walked into my crib. Quayla was on the couch watching TV. I keep forgetting to get my locks changed.
“What the fuck are you doing in my crib?” I asked her.
“I miss you.” She got up and started rubbing on my dick.
“Get the rest of your shit, Quayla, and get the fuck out of my crib.”
I smacked her hand away then I took my shirt off. She eyed me hungrily then the doorbell rang. When I opened it, Jamie was standing there.
“I came here to apologize,” she said with tears in her eyes.
“Who is that, baby?” Quayla asked from behind me.
“Wow, nigga, you move fast, don’t you?” she asked hurt.
“Does it matter? You showed who you want so I’m not tripping over you,” I told her.
“It’s cool, boo. I’m not going to argue with a nigga whose face I sat on this morning.”
There she goes with that slick ass mouth of hers.
Quayla came to the door. “Oh, so you do eat pussy?”
I don’t even know why this bitch was in our conversation. She asking questions and getting mad like I’m still her man.
“Tell this bitch to leave or it’s going to be some shit. Hollering you broke up with the bitch and she over here this late while you are half naked,” she fussed, mugging me with her pretty ass.
“Take your ass home. I’m going to call you.” I pushed her away from my door then shut it. I didn’t want Quayla to swing on her.
A few minutes later, I heard my alarm go off. I ignored Quayla cussing me out as I looked out of the widow. I watched Jamie smash my windows out of my midnight blue BMW. This bitch was crazy. I text Corey to come get his sister or I was going to beat her ass.
I walked outside then yanked the bat from her. She fell then rolled down the driveway. Quayla bolted out of the house, trying to get at Jamie. Jamie got up and swung, hitting me in the back of my head. I dropped Quayla. When I did, it was like two pit bulls fighting. Quayla hit Jamie so hard it almost knocked her out. Jamie came back swinging haymakers that made Quayla flip over the car.
I grabbed Jamie. She kicked me between the legs. After she did that, Quayla tackled her onto the ground. I couldn’t breathe and my stomach started cramping. I’m not breaking shit up any more. They could do them.
“Get this bitch off of me!” Quayla screamed.
“Shut up, bitch! I told your hoe ass that I was going to beat your ass the next time I saw you.”
She punched her in the face again. Quayla’s nose and lip were busted. That’s when I noticed Jamie had on brass knuckles.
I pulled Jamie off of her. “Chill the fuck out.”
Corey and Tee-Tee pulled up and hopped out. Quayla tried sneaking Jamie but Tee-Tee knocked her on her ass.
“Naw, bitch, you ain’t running up on that one,” Tee-Tee spat. These broads were crazy as hell.
“Fuck you, bitch. That’s why your man got my sister pregnant. Ask him about the time when he tried breaking up with her and they ended up fucking. I went t
o the doctor’s with her yesterday and she is three months now. Then Corey had the nerve to pay her for keeping her mouth shut about you shooting her. She should’ve gotten your ass locked up. I should fuck your dyke looking ass up for that shit!” Quayla screamed as she got off the ground.
“Is this shit true?” Tee-Tee asked with hurt in her voice. He couldn’t even look at her. “I said is it true?” she screamed at him. He couldn’t answer. I already know the answer to that one.
“I hate you, you fucking lying bastard!” She started hitting him. Jamie and I grabbed her off of him.
“Tee-Tee, baby, I’m sorry,” he pleaded.
I knew that nigga was going to get caught up. I told him to leave Myla alone.
“You fucking cheater! As soon as we get back together, you do this shit to me?” She grabbed the keys off the ground then walked off.
“He got her staying in his studio apartment in D.C. too. I bet your ass didn’t know about that, did you?” Quayla shouted. Tee-Tee kept walking to the car. She was leaving Corey behind.
“You fucking idiot!” Jamie smacked Corey on the back of his head. “That girl took bullets for you, even lost a baby in the process. Regardless of her past mistakes, she loves your black ass. That Myla bitch can never give you what that woman gives you. You and Killa can both go to hell!” Jamie screamed.
“What the fuck I do?” I asked while Corey and Quayla argued.
“You got this bitch over here, that’s what. I want to be with you. There is no other man for me. I’m trying to become a better woman, Kejuan. I love you. Can we work on us? I’m tired of fighting it.”
Her bipolar ass went from yelling at me to wanting to be with me. I love her wild ass though.
“She only stopped by to get the rest of her shit. I don’t want her and she knows this,” I replied.
“All this money y’all motherfuckers got and y’all are the most dysfunctional people I have ever met!” Quayla yelled at Corey.
“Quayla, get your shit and go the fuck home. You always starting shit,” I told her.
She hocked spit in my face and Jamie went on her again. I didn’t do shit this time to break it up. Quayla need that ass whipping.
“Beat her ass, Jamie,” he cheered her on.
I went to go get Quayla things and car keys. I pulled Jamie off of her then picked Quayla up. I unlocked her door, threw her shit in, then her.
“Get the fuck away from my crib. If you bring your ass back your face is going to be on MISSING posters,” I told her before she peeled off.
I handed Corey my keys to my 1965 candy apple Chevy convertible. Jamie knew not to fuck with my old school. She wasn’t that crazy I had that car since I was sixteen.
“Let me get that bulletproof vest. Tee-Tee might kill me tonight,” he whispered.
“There’s one in the trunk,” I told him. I have never seen Corey this shaken up. As hard as he goes out in these streets, he’s scared of Tee-Tee’s short ass.
I checked Jamie’s face. She only had a few bruises and scratches. “You still look good with your crazy ass. You fucked my whip up though,” I told her.
“Boy, hush. I can buy you a new one tomorrow,” she said walking into my crib.
I grabbed her up. “You know you’re mine, right?”
“Always boo,” she said.
I took my belt off and strapped it around her wrists then tied it onto the rail on the stairs.
“What the fuck are you doing?” she asked. She tried to unloosen it but it was too tight.
I snatched her thin shorts and thong off. “What did I tell you about wearing this hot ass shit?”
I slapped her ass and watched it jiggle. I spread her legs, palmed each ass cheek tightly, and then slid into her. She hissed.
“Murder this pussy, baby,” she moaned and I did just that.
Corey
When I pulled up in front of our house, the Maybach was running with the driver’s side door wide opened. I was heated when I walked in. My piranhas were flopping around on the floor. Tee-Tee had busted my $10,000 dollar fish tank. She knew how much I loved those damn fish. They were savages and held no mercy against anything with a pulse.
I smelled something burning. It was a horrible stench, like burning flesh. I noticed smoke coming from my man cave.
“Hell no!” I shouted.
Tee-Tee had set my boa constrictor and iguana on fire. I ran down the hall to grab a fire extinguisher. My snake was gone but my Iguana was barely living.
I heard glass shattering in our bedroom. I ran down to the end of the hall and got the shock of my life. All my jewelry had been thrown into the fireplace I smelled bleach so I already know what that meant. She was shredding my clothes with a big ass butcher knife down.
“All this shit you put me through. Since day when I gave myself to you, you’ve treated me like shit. It’s bitches after bitches after more bitches. I know I fucked up but let’s take it back to all the bitches you’ve been fucking with. Have you ever thought about that? I had to put up with Jazz, Candy, Desiree, Lani, Moesha, and fucking Tiara. How about Mariah and Leesha? I had to beat all them bitches’ asses. Oh, I almost forgot about Dior, that bitch from college. I know all about her coming over your mom’s house to stay. You ended getting your own spot because your mom didn’t like the fact you had her over there. You ain’t shit. After all those bitches, I stilled remain truthful to you. I was in the wrong when Ashaun and I had sex but let’s not talk about me. Let’s finally get to talk about your no good, dirty dick, lying, ass. I fucking hate your ass right now,” she cried.
I felt terrible as fuck. What Teyana was saying was true. I always called her out on her shit when my kitchen wasn’t all that clean. She was the only woman who my heart cried for even though I dipped and dabbled here and there. She was ready to leave me because she was tired. Now that I look back on it, I’ve done some really fucked up shit to Tee-Tee. I flaunted bitches in her face and acted like I didn’t notice her. I ignored her calls and disappeared for weeks.
Was I the real reason Tee-Tee fucked Ashaun? Was I the real reason she started popping pills and drinking while pregnant? I had a lot of questions and no answers to them. I’m still young so new pussy excited me. I love Tee-Tee and seeing her hurt like this hurts me. My eyes watered.
“Don’t get ready to cry now, my nigga. Save those fake ass tears for your other bitches. I should’ve fucked Mook tonight when he texted my phone,” she spat.
“Don’t fuck with me, Teyana,” I scolded her.
I wish she would fuck that nigga. Since he was still texting her, I’m killing his ass and I’m going to make her ass watch.
“It’s okay when you do it, right?” she asked.
She started grabbing her clothes and shoes and throwing them into her Coach luggage. “I’m leaving your black ass for good. A fucking baby, though?” she said in disbelief.
I grabbed her. “I keep telling you that we are leaving each other in a body bag, remember?”
She snatched away from me and kept packing with tears falling from her eyes. I cocked my gun. She stopped and gave me a look that sent chills throughout my body.
“I’m already dead to you. It’s killing me to know you are about to father another child. Fucking shoot me. Take me away from my daughter if that’s how you feel. You killed my soul already. And if you pull that trigger, I won’t feel a thing because nothing hurts more than this.”
She let out a gut wrenching cry that pierced through my soul and shattered my heart. Her body went limp. I dropped down beside her to cradle her. She pounded my chest but I held her tightly. A few tears fell from my eyes. I never wanted to hurt her like this even though she did the same to me.
“Why can’t you love me?” she cried.
“I’m sorry, Tee-Tee. I swear I am. I know you’re tired of my shit but I love you. I need you. I can’t breathe without you. I’m going to fix us, I promise.”
If I had to get on my hands and knees to beg her, I would. It wasn’t going to be
easy. Tee-Tee was finally fed up with my bullshit.
“I can’t deal with your ass. What fucking point don’t you get? A fucking baby? You fucked that bitch raw? How the fuck can you expect me to even be around that damn baby? I’m done with your ass. I gave you everything you fucking wanted. I stopped running the streets. I gave you a fucking baby. I have been the perfect bitch to you. You had cooked meals every night when you came home. I did every fucking thing you asked and you’re still fucking another bitch. You even got the bitch staying at your fucking crib, the one you told me you sold. I can’t do this anymore. A whole other fucking family?”
She jumped up and socked me right in my mouth. “You stood in my fucking face and lied when I asked you about it. I had a feeling you fucked her but I was willing to overlook it like I have done thousands of times when you screwed other bitches. But now it’s fuck, you straight up.”
I was heated. I poured my heart out to this broad and she was still ready to leave me. Tee-Tee knows I don’t take kindly to rejection. I cocked my gun. She thought I was bullshitting when I told her she wasn’t going anywhere.
The first bullet went past her head. This was a warning. She dropped her bags then turned around with a smile on her face.
“You want to bang, nigga? Let’s bang then.”
She pulled out her pink diamond encrusted .45 Caliber. I smiled at her then spit the blood out my mouth onto the floor from when she stole me.
“My type of bitch.”
I pulled the trigger, missing her purposely again. She ran and ducked behind the loveseat in our room.
“Come on now, Tee-Tee. We can do this all night.”
She shot at me but it went past my head and out the window.
“I’m not missing the next time!” she yelled.
Seconds later, I felt an unbearable pain in my leg. I looked down. One of my custom-made throwing knives embedded in my knee. The pain was unbearable but I wasn’t giving up. Me and Tee-Tee can die in this bitch. I keep telling Tee-Tee stop going through my shit. She knows that I don’t like when someone touches my knife collection. That explains why she was in my man cave when she set my snake and iguana on fire.
