by Lucinda John
“Because she deserved to fucking know!”
“Shut the fuck up with that shit man, we had an agreement!”
“Well my kids ain’t no agreement!” she snapped.
I instantly felt a headache take over me so I went to go sleep it off. Making my way to the bedroom, I swallowed a BC powder and lay down. I got a text from Cole saying that he was taking this chick he’d been talking to, out to celebrate. I wanted to ask him what the celebration was about, but I wasn’t in the mood to socialize. Turning my phone off, I turned over and went to sleep.
* * *
“Wake up and eat,” Trisha said shoving a plate of food in my face.
“What time is it?”
“Seven in the morning, now get up and watch the kids so I’m not late for my doctor’s appointment,” she replied, setting the food on the nightstand and making her way to the bathroom.
I turned on my phone and ate my breakfast. Just as I was washing everything down with a glass of orange juice, Trisha walked in the room naked.
“What you looking at?” she smirked running her hands all over her body.
“Nothing I ain’t already seen.” I waved her off.
She climbed in the bed and disappeared under the sheets. I felt her fumble with my pants until she freed my dick. In one swift motion, she slurped the whole thing down and used the back of her throat to tickle the head.
“Uhhhh, damn!” I moaned grabbing her head and pushing her head down deeper.
Instead of gagging, she opened her mouth wide and stuffed my balls down her throat as well. She sucked my dick and balls all at the same time, driving a nigga crazy. I was so gone off the head that I flung the sheets off her naked body and turned her until I was eye to eye with her beautiful, bald pussy. Spreading her lips, I grabbed her clit into my mouth and started sucking on it. Her mound was so wet that my attempts to finger her failed, because my fingers kept slipping and sliding. Sticking one of my fingers in her ass, I bit down hard on her clit, causing her to cry out in pleasure before she squirted all in my face.
“Ride this dick,” I said smacking her hard on the ass.
She slide down on my dick and began bouncing wildly on it. She slowed down the pace and started going slow, causing me to bite down hard on my bottom lip. Trisha had that “OH MY GOD” pussy; had you praising the Lord every time you’re deep in it. Cupping her ass, I held her in place as I thrust deep in her. After a few more strokes, I felt a gush of liquid flow out of Trisha letting me know she had caught another nut.
I turned her over on her stomach, and pulled her her hands behind her back. Leaning her head against the headboard, I put one of my feet on the bed and entered her. I began drilling deep in her to the sounds of her moans. The way she was screaming my name mixed with the sounds of her wetness, had my toes curling in anticipation. I felt my nut build up as I began to thrust deeper in her. My nut rushed into her, like a water hose releasing after being held.
Collapsing on her, I cuddled her and began playing with her nipples. She turned until her body was facing me and slipped her tongue in my mouth. Sucking on her tongue I stared in her eyes, and for the first time I felt a connection to her. Trisha wasn’t a bad catch. She was beautiful, educated, and independent, with phenomenal head and A1 pussy. I never really looked at her in that way because she was a one-night stand, but I could see myself giving her a try.
“What’s on your mind?” she asked wrapping her legs around my waist.
“Us.”
“What about us?”
“If it would work.”
“If you’re only doing this because your wife left you then it won’t work,” she said, sliding back down my pole, taking me for another ride.
* * *
“You got something to tell me?” I asked Trisha as I walked in the kitchen. She was feeding Summer, while Sunday laid in her rocking chair.
“What are you talking about?” she said not taking her eyes off Summer.
“This,” I said tossing the pregnancy box on the table.
She didn’t reply, her eyes just focused on the box.
I was starting to get nervous because I’d been hitting her off with no condoms since I found out she was down here.
“So what did the test say?”
“I’m pregnant,” she shrugged like it wasn’t a big deal.
“When were you going to tell me?”
“After I confirmed with the doctor yesterday, but I didn’t make it because, well you know why,” she winked.
“What you gonna do about it?”
“You asked me that when I found out I was pregnant with the twins and I am going to keep my baby. What, you want me to keep this a secret too?” She smirked.
“Man, go on with that shit,” I said getting up from the table and walking outside.
I pulled out my blunt and sat on the porch, lighting it up. Taking a long pull, my mind wondered how Honey would feel about me having another baby on her. I knew we were divorced but I kept thinking maybe she would come around. Now that Trisha was pregnant again, any small hope that I held on to of us at least getting on talking terms, all flew out the window. Knowing Trisha, it would be a matter of time before Honey found out.
Chapter 11
Chad
I forgave Cinnamon for getting the IUD and we were able to compromise. I took into consideration that my wife wanted to focus more on her career versus having another baby. I didn’t like it, but our marriage was supposed to be fifty, fifty so I accepted it. Instead of her polluting her body with birth control, we were trying the pull out method. It gets rough sometimes because my wife had that sink hole pussy; once you was in there, you were not trying to get out.
We were on our way from picking up the kids from my mother’s house when I spotted Prancer at a house that was down the street from ours. I knew it was her because I noticed that she had Skylar with her. I know she was spitting some fly shit about moving to Miami, but I didn’t think she was really serious. Pissed off I pulled into our driveway and helped Cinnamon bring the kids inside the house.
“Where are you going?” she asked when she noticed I was preparing to leave.
“I gotta handle something real quick, but baby, when I come home I have to talk to you about something very important.”
“Ok,” she replied kissing me on the lips.
Rushing to my car, I hurried to where I saw Prancer and parked my car at the park that was located a block away. I jogged to the house and knocked on the door. I had to control my anger because the way I was feeling right now, I was liable to kill this bitch.
“What do you want?” she asked with a smirk on her face.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
“Well, before you interrupted me I was making my daughter some lunch. You know the daughter that we share that you barely make time for?
“I told you in order for me to claim Skylar I needed a DNA test.”
“It’s funny how you didn’t need one until I decided to show up and expose your dirty little secret.”
“Prancer, I am not the one to fuck with.”
“I’m not either. I will put Skylar in her stroller and happily walk her to her step mommy’s house.”
“Give me the fucking test or leave me the fuck alone,” I grabbed her by her shoulders and shook her, ensuring that I got my point across.”
“Fuck you Chad; you ain’t running shit, so miss me with that mess.”
“Play with it,” I threatened.
“Last time I played with it, I ended up getting pregnant. No thank you,” she smirked.
Instead of replying to her, I walked away. I was working on my anger and I didn’t need this bitch to trigger it. My hands were itching to slap her in the fucking mouth, so I had to walk away to keep my cool. Walking back to my car, instead of going home I decided to drive to a diner to gather my thoughts. When I went home, I had to come clean to Cinnamon, so I decided to enjoy s
ome peace before the war.
“Would you care for anything to eat?” the molly-the-maid looking waitress asked.
“Nah, just bring me another Sprite and two apple pies,” I replied staring off in space.
I’ve been in this diner for about an hour now, drinking Sprite and killing time. A familiar face walked past me and took a seat at the table in front of me. I had to do a double take to make sure I wasn’t seeing things. Getting up, I took a seat at her table and she looked up at me with a smile.
“Hey Chad,” she smiled putting her phone down, and that’s when I caught a glimpse of the rock on her finger.
“When did all of this happen?” I asked pointing from her ring to her baby bump.
“After I left Miami, I ended up in Flint where I met my fiancé. He helped me invest my money into some restaurants and that’s why I’m here now. I’m looking to open some restaurants in the Miami area.
“Wow Chasity, I am happy for you, for real.”
Chasity was my ex before I met Cinnamon. I was madly in love with her until she allowed the death of her parents to cause her to start using drugs. To add insult to my injury, she was also sleeping with my brother, Vic, and they were plotting against me the whole time. The day Chasity saved my life was the day I forgave her. I could still remember the day when Vic had us cornered in a warehouse near death, until Chasity came in and saved both my and Rob’s lives. Since then she dipped out of town and I haven’t seen her since.
“Thanks… how are things between you and Cinnamon?”
“Things are not so good,” I said putting my head down.
“What did you do now?”
“Prancer had a baby,” I replied.
“She’s claiming it’s mine.”
“But wasn’t she sleeping with Vic as well?”
“My point exactly.”
“I have something to tell you about Prancer.”
“I’m listening.”
Taking a deep breath she took a sip of her water before speaking.
“Prancer killed Julie.”
“Repeat that?”
“Prancer killed your grandmother.”
“What the fuck type of shit is this?” I asked in disbelief. I was under the impression that Vic killed my grandmother, but she was telling me otherwise.
“Prancer and Vic were working together to take down Julie, but Prancer had her motives.”
“Motives? What motives?” I asked trying to make sense of the situation.
“Apparently Julie killed Prancer’s mother because your grandfather left her to be with her.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“You were too busy hating me and I was trying to get out of town before one of y’all decided to kill me.”
“How do I know this information is legit?”
“You of all people should know how crazy your brother was over me. He told me everything.”
“It was nice seeing you Chasity. I wish you the best of luck on everything,” I said throwing a twenty-dollar bill on the table I was sitting at and walking out the diner.
When I got to my car my, head began to flood with the information Chasity had given me. Instead of heading home, I made a detour to Prancer’s house; I needed answers. Parking my car at the same park, I made sure my gun was secured in the small of my back.
“Baby daddy, you’re back again? Hopefully you’re here to see your daughter,” she answered the door.
“Yeah, go get her for me. Matter fact, get her ready and meet me outside. I want to take y’all out to dinner,” I said.
“Ok,” she dumb as happily agreed, as she disappeared in the house.
Walking to the park, I got in my car, pulled up in front of her house, and waited for her. Thirty minutes later, Prancer walked out of the house dressed in a pair of acid ripped jeans, a baby blue blouse, and a pair of silver sandals. The sight of her ass in them jeans had me readjusting my dick. She opened the back door of my car and clipped in the baby’s car seat. I stole a glance at Skylar and was confused; she had some of my brother and me in her. The first thing I was going to do was get her swabbed; I needed to make sure she was my child before accepting her into my family.
“Where are we going?” she asked buckling her seatbelt.
“To my house, we need to talk,” I said heading in the direction of the one-bedroom house that I had in the Everglades for purposes like these.
“I thought you lived with your wife. What are we doing way out here?”
“This my lil’ chill spot,” I replied before turning up the radio.
When we got to my lil’ spot, I opened the door and waited for both of them to go in.
“Put the baby to sleep on the bed in the room and come talk to me in the kitchen when you’re done,” I said walking into the kitchen.
While Prancer was putting Skylar to sleep, I was sharpening my knives. I planned to torture the fuck out of Prancer if I had to, in order to get the the truth out of her. Although I had no intentions on hurting Skylar, I would use her as a threat if I had to.
“What’s for dinner? I’m starving,” she asked rubbing her stomach.
“I just ordered some Chinese food,” I lied.
“Ok, cool. What did you want to talk about?”
“Us.” I invaded her personal space by locking her body in between mine and the counter.
“What about us Chad, you’re married?” she scoffed.
“You messed with me knowing I was married so what’s the problem now? I just want to get closer to you and my daughter,” I replied laying it on thick.
“Don’t play with my emotions Chad,” she moaned as I blew my breath on her neck.
“I’m not. Let me show you how much I miss you,” I said leading her to a futon that was located in the corner of the living room.
“What are you doing to me?” she asked as I laid her body down and began to tie her up.
“I’m doing what you want me to do,” I replied running my tongue along the side of her neck.
“Mmm… OUCH!” she yelled out when I replaced my tongue with a sharp knife. “What the fuck!” she cried.
“Did you kill my grandmother?” I asked preparing to slice the other side of her neck.
She looked as if she saw a ghost, as she began to cry.
“Julie was like a mother to me…OUCH!” she yelled out as I sliced her again.
“I want the fucking truth Prancer. You were mad because your sideline, hoe ass mother got murked for messing with someone else’s husband,” I spat.
Prancer’s eyes began to burn holes into me, as anger flashed across her face.
“You ain’t nothing but a sideline hoe, just like your mama!!”
“Fuck you Chad and your grandmother,” she laughed. “The way she begged for her life had my pussy so wet that I fucked your brother over her dead body! I squirted my nut all over that evil bitch’s face,” she boldly said.
That was all I needed to hear. Pulling out my gun, I shot her until I heard Skylar crying. Shooting Prancer again, I went to the room, grabbed Skylar and put her in the car seat. Buckling her in the car, I ran back to the house and doused the gasoline at the entrance of the door. Lighting a match I set the house on fire and watched it burn, before getting in my car and peeling off.
I sat in my driveway with Skylar in the back seat, confused as to what I was going to tell Cinnamon. First thing in the morning, I planned to get the baby tested. The fact that I had to confess this shit to my wife, fucked me up. Although Prancer got pregnant while we were separated, I still felt like shit. I spent a lot of time righting my wrongs with my wife and I didn’t want us going down that road again.
The baby started to get fussy, so I decided it was time to face the music. When I walked in the house, all of the lights were out accept the kitchen light. I could hear Cinnamon fussing at CJ, telling him it was time for bed. CJ always tested Cinnamon but when I put my foot down, he knew what time
it was. I carefully sat the baby’s car seat on the couch and walked to the back room.
“Bae, we need to talk,” I said leaning against CJ’s room door. “Get your butt in bed and go to sleep,” I firmly said to CJ who quickly did as I said.
“What do you want to talk about?” she asked turning on and planting a kiss on my lips. “OMG Chad, what happened?” she asked noticing the blood on me.
“That’s what I wanted to talk to you about.” I led her to our room so we could talk before I brought the baby to her. “I just hope this don’t cause any problems in our marriage.”
“I’m listening,” she said taking a seat on my lap.
My wife was so damn beautiful to me that all I did was stare at her. I would lose my mind if I lost her, like Rob lost Honey. In my opinion, I felt as if Rob gave up to easily. When Cinnamon and I were going through it, she tried to get a divorce and I quickly let her ass know that wasn’t something that was going to happen. Being buried six feet under will be the only time Cinnamon could get away from me, and I meant that.
“I killed Prancer.” I confessed.
“Wait… what?”
“Prancer killed Julie.”
“I’m not understanding. How did you find this out?”
Taking a deep breath, I put my head down before replying.
“When we got back together, Prancer told me she was pregnant and that if I sent her money every month she would keep the baby a secret. I doubted the baby and demanded a test, so she moved down here and started blackmailing me, saying she would come tell you about the baby if I didn’t be a part of their family. I told her without a DNA test she couldn’t get me to do nothing.” Taking a deep breath, I continued. “As we were coming home today, we rode past her. That’s why I left again to see if it was really her. After getting into an argument with her, I ended up in a diner where I ran into Chasity who told me everything. I went back to Prancer’s house…” Before I could finish Skylar started to cry.
“What the fuck?” Cinnamon said getting up and following the cries.
“Mama, mama, mama,” Skylar cried, making me feel guilty. Her and Julie were just a few months apart from each other.
