“Shai.”
“Baby, don’t fucking worry. You’re wasting time worrying when you could be living. I’m good, and when the baby comes, I’m gonna be here, aight?”
I looked off, feeling tears come up. I swear I never cried this much until I got pregnant. He thumbed the two tears and kissed my lips, before taking my hand into his.
We both sat down at the soundboard, and I just watched him move stuff around for a few moments. He looked over at me, and then pulled me into his lap, before kissing my collarbone lightly. Draping my arm around his shoulders, I kissed his forehead, then his nose and his lips. I’d never felt an emotion so strong for someone. And it was very scary to love another person this much.
His big hands moved up and down my back as I pecked him repeatedly and lightly. Cupping his chin, I pressed my lips deeper into his, feeling chills run down my spine at the thought of him inside of me. It was quiet, besides the sound of our heavy breathing in between kisses.
“I love you, Shai,” I whispered as we sucked on one another’s lips sensually, getting me super wet.
My hands caressed his handsome mug as his hands groped my body, moving around everywhere as we made love with our mouths. Feeling his big hands grasp my ass as he pressed me into his erection, I moaned against his lips as I went under his hoodie to caress his chiseled abs and new bullet wounds to add to the two he’d already gotten back in high school.
This was the most intense kiss session I’d ever experienced. You would think we’d been separated for years, and had finally gotten to be together.
Before I knew it, he was pushing my shirt up and pulling it over my head. He then sat me on the soundboard to unbutton my jean shorts. Never had sex on a mixer, but there was a first time for everything.
***
Today I was going to The Model mansion because Jude said he wanted to talk to me. I’d kind of been avoiding him as much as possible in person because shit was all weird. I saw him differently now that I knew he was pimping bitches out, and he saw me differently after that sex tape.
“Hey.” I knocked on his open office door.
“Laine, sit down, beautiful.” He gestured towards the couch in his office as he got up from behind his desk.
I sat down on the couch, and he grabbed me a water from his mini fridge, then brought it to me. Handing it over, he sat down on the couch as well, and smiled before sighing. I gulped some of the water down, waiting for him to speak.
“So you’re pregnant?”
Whoa, what the fuck…
“Uh, yeah, I am. But how did you know?”
“Well Donna inboxed your violent boyfriend on Instagram and he responded with…” Jude went into his photos to read the screenshot of an Instagram DM conversation. “He said, and I quote ‘Get out my DMs before my baby mama beats yo’ hoe ass’.” Jude read it all proper like and then looked up at me.
“Yeah, I’m a little over two months, but I’ve still been working and booking jobs as you know. My body hasn’t changed at all.”
“Slow down. All that’s good but what about when your body does change, and then after you have the thing.”
“It’s a baby, please don’t say thing, Jude.”
“My apologies. Look, I just want to be sure that you being his baby mama won’t interfere with you making money and me getting my ten percent.”
“Nope, not at all. I have a plan,” I lied, nodding my head. The only plan I had was to hopefully have a new manager by the time I gave birth. I just needed to keep my bookings up so I wouldn’t need Jude for back up.
“Good, good. Well, that’s all. According to my calendar, you’re booked solid for the rest of the week. If you need to vomit while they’re taking a picture, swallow it. Have a good day, Laine.”
I watched him, fighting the urge to punch the back of his baldhead, before I got up and left his office. I ran up the stairs, and burst into the room Donna stayed in, but didn’t see her there. I went to her balcony and looked over to see if she was in the pool, but no one was out there either. Leaving the bedroom, I went down the stairs, and when I heard laughing coming from the kitchen, I went over there. I spotted Donna and Amelia sitting in the breakfast area eating, so I approached.
“The next time you come at my nigga trying to fuck him, I’m gonna murder you. And mind ya fucking business next time, you fat hoe.”
“Ah!” she screeched when I tossed her orange juice in her face, and then bashed her head into the plate of food she was eating. I looked over at Amelia who sat across from her, and since she was looking at me and I was mad, I slapped her in the face.
Turning on my heels, I left the house and went to meet Kady at the gym. Bitches would get enough of fucking with me.
Chaz
“Mmm,” Erynne whimpered as I fucked her hard from behind.
Her face was in the pillow, and her smooth round ass was in the air. Beautiful ass chocolate skin, that only looked better covered in sweat. Holding her hips tightly, I stroked her deeply, enjoying the warm snug feel of her walls as they gripped the shit out of my dick.
“Damn, babe,” I moaned lowly, watching her ass jiggle with every deep thrust I delivered.
Spreading her cheeks, I watched my dick invade her pussy, enjoying the glistening view. Speeding up, I pounded her pussy hard and deep, making her cry out as she gripped the sheets and clenched her teeth. Yanking her up by her hair, I slammed into her forcefully, making her cream almost immediately as our skin slapped together harshly.
“Chaazzz,” she whined, body stiffening and shivering as she gushed yet again.
“Fuck,” I growled under my breath as I filled the condom up.
Panting heavily, I gripped her small hips in my hands and planted kisses down her sexy ass back, biting a few spots, and enjoying the scent of whatever lotion she’d used. Sliding out, I carefully removed the condom, and then carried it to the bathroom as she laid there in the same position I’d left her ass in.
I hopped into the shower after flushing the condom, and scrubbed down well but quickly.
I had to meet up with my brothers in the studio, and I wanted to be on time so we could finish shit in a timely manner. We had one more damn song before we let the label pick a single, and I couldn’t wait to see what that shit would do. Our singles had been doing good before we had a label, so being signed should only bring greater value than before. If not, then we had a big muthafucking problem.
After brushing my teeth, I went into the bedroom to see Erynne sprawled across the bed, knocked out, looking peaceful as fuck. Chuckling, I brought the covers up over her, and kissed her soft ass lips. Licking mine at the taste, I watched her for a little longer before getting dressed. I couldn’t wait to be completely divorced from Jade’s confused ass.
We hadn’t talked or been to another meeting since that last blow up, and since it was obvious that a mediator wasn’t gonna work, we had to get divorced the old fashioned way: messy as fuck. Every time I thought about that shit, it had me on the verge of losing my temper. I wanted to go over there and snap her stupid ass neck.
I left Kordell’s apartment and texted him to make sure he was on his way to the studio right now. He’d spent the night with Cassie, and I was sure he’d stayed up all night. Them two muthafuckas were wild as shit, just the way Kordell liked them, but what I appreciated about Cassie’s ass is that she kept him straight. Brooke, and the few other mud ducks that Kordell had busted down, didn’t give a fuck about him pursuing his dreams, they just wanted to swallow cum and brag on his name.
“You better had been here.” I walked into the studio suite inside of Static and dapped Kordell up. I then did the same to Mischief. “Where is Ish?” I sat down at the soundboard next to Mischief.
“Said he’d be here soon, he had to run an errand,” Kordell replied.
“So y’all still ain’t speaking or what?” I looked to Mischief.
“I mean, we don’t really say shit to one another and at this point, I couldn’t care less. Any
nigga that cries over a friendly pussy female, gets neither sympathy nor respect from me. You’ll never catch me moping over a hoe.”
“But what if you found out ya girl was a hoe, when the whole time you thought she was faithful?” Kordell questioned, brow raised.
“Keep it pushing. I ain’t about to be fighting over her ass. Only bitch I’m fighting over is one that I know is loyal and ain’t out here offering her box up to every nigga that buys her a three course meal.”
Laughing along with Kordell, I said, “Laine got yo’ ass whipped.”
“And I’m fine with that. She’s dope and her pussy is crazy. Soon as I slid up in it raw, I knew right then, there was no way another nigga was getting up in it; not unless he fought me first.” He was dead serious which made the shit funny as fuck.
Kordell and I just laughed at his psycho ass. Good ass pussy could make a sane nigga lose his mind, so the fact that Mischief was unhinged before he got Laine, just had me praying silently for her ass. She’d have to murder him to get rid of him.
“Aye, sorry I was late.” Ishmael walked in, and some pretty girl came in behind him smiling. She was average height I guess, long dark hair, light brown skin, and a thick frame; just another one of his hoes.
“What happened to Kady, nigga?” Kordell asked. “And no bitches are allowed up in here. If Cassie sees me in a picture with another bitch, I think I’m gon’ have to fight her crazy ass.”
We all chuckled at Kordell’s dumb ass, who spoke with a straight fucking face.
“This is not a bitch, this is Elicia, y’alls new assistant.” Ishmael grinned and guided her further into the room.
“Nice to meet you guys.” She shook my hand and then walked over to shake Kordell’s. “I’m pretty much here to help you two with whatever it is that you need, making life a bit easier for you.”
“Cool.” I nodded.
“And you’re Mischief, right?” She pointed, smiling. He simply nodded, no words.
“Well is there anything I can do for you guys right now? My whole day is open and I’m ready to work.”
“Yeah, walk to get me some cheesecake,” Kordell’s foolish ass said. Mischief and Ishmael chuckled loudly, as I just shook my head at him. “Remember when Diddy had them niggas do that shit?”
“Don’t listen to him, Elicia. Can you go to the store though, and bring some waters please?” I half smiled.
“Yeah, absolutely. Ishmael has my number so just text me if you guys think of something else that you want from the store.” She nodded and then stepped out of the room to go get the water I’d asked for.
“That’s who you chose to be our assistant?” I questioned, frowning at Ishmael who was smiling widely.
“Yeah, she’s real qualified. I checked her resume thoroughly.”
“No way Laine would be okay with me having a woman that looked like that as my assistant,” Mischief chimed in.
“I like her,” Kordell chuckled.
“Yeah, I bet you do. You had ya eyes glued to her ass as she walked out,” I said.
“I can look, that don’t mean I’m gonna touch her. She don’t have shit on Cassie. Aight, maybe her ass is fatter, but I need more than that.” Kordell palmed his chest, attempting to sound believable.
Ishmael, Mischief and I just stared at him for a moment before laughing. I hoped like hell he was telling the truth because seeing his ass mope over Cassie was the most annoying shit in the world.
“Let’s get started.” Mischief shook his head, still chuckling at Kordell’s ass.
We stayed in the studio for about four hours and some change, including the thirty minutes that we’d stopped to get some lunch. By that time it was around 4:30 p.m., so Ishmael, Chaz, and I left, while Mischief decided to stay and work on some shit. That nigga would work twenty-four hours straight if he didn’t have Laine. My brother may have been a lot of things, but lazy definitely wasn’t one of them.
Since I didn’t have shit else to do today, which was a first, I decided to head back to Kordell’s and look at some condos on my phone. I was tired of sharing my space, and needed to get moving.
As I sat down on his couch and pulled out my phone, I texted Ishmael for Elicia’s number. Once I had it, I hit her up to ask her to find some condos within a particular budget. After she let me know she would, I made myself a quick sandwich, and then went into the bedroom I used for a nap.
***
Around 7:45pm…
I woke up and immediately grabbed my phone to see I had about one million damn texts. Not in the mood just yet, I sat up, peeled off the covers, and left the bedroom. Opening the fridge, I looked around at all the food in there which was a bunch of snack shit or stuff Cassie bought that had to be cooked. Frustrated, I closed the door and went to slip back into my clothes so I could go get something to eat.
Pulling up to Tacos Mexico on Cherry Street, I swooped into a park and shut my engine off after switching gears. Grabbing my phone from the cup holder, I pocketed it and then got out of the car. As soon as I closed my door, I saw a dark figure walk up to me out the corner of my eye.
“You need something?” I frowned at the nigga I’d never seen.
“Risk said let this be a warning.”
WHAM!
Before I could say anything, a metal bat went across my face, sending me over the hood of the car, and onto the hard black gravel. My vision was blurry as I groaned, watching the dark figure come tower over me. My head was pounding, and I felt dizzy as fuck, but I still tried to stand to my feet and defend myself.
WHAM! WHAM!
“Fuck!” I shouted as the bat slammed into my midsection, then across my back.
Before I could say anything else, I felt my body collapse to the ground as my head pounded. The last thing I heard was the sound of cars zooming down Cherry Street….
I woke up feeling like someone was banging two pans on the sides of my head, and when I opened my eyes, I saw Jade sitting there, staring at me.
Jade Benjamin
“What are you doing here?” Chaz had the nerve to ask me after I’d been sitting here, with him looking dead for an hour.
I shouldn’t have even come, and in all actuality I was hoping he’d died. Only reason I was here was because for some weird ass reason, I wanted him to believe that I was the one for him and that we shouldn’t get a divorce. Maybe it was because I just didn’t want that bitch Erynne to win. I’m not sure, but I didn’t like the fact that he was leaving me and not vice versa.
“I was just making sure you were okay.”
“Where are my brothers? Erynne?”
Grinding my teeth, trying to hold back from cursing, I inhaled and exhaled slowly, hoping to control my emotions. He’d basically cheated on me with Erynne, and had the nerve to ask where she was? And his brothers, I couldn’t stand those psychotic ass hoodlums either, so every part of his question had me fuming.
“Your brothers just left, and so did she when I came. I had the nurses escort her out, since technically I’m still your wife and she’s just a side hoe.”
“Jade, what the fuck,” he groaned, struggling to turn on his back. Instead of helping, I watched, enjoying seeing him in pain.
“You’re an asshole, you know that? You fuck around on me, and then you have the nerve to wake your stupid ass up and ask for that bitch.”
“Watch your mouth about her, Jade.”
Usually I would have listened to him and shut up, but he was basically handicapped right now and wouldn’t be able to touch me. By saying that, I was gonna have fun talking all my shit about him and his jezebel of a mistress.
“Fuck you and her. So what, you’re gonna marry her next? You better hope she doesn’t find some other married man to fuck. I think she has a type.”
“Jade!”
“Oh what, am I supposed to be scared of you? You got knocked the fuck out, nigga, and probably couldn’t tell me where your nose was located on your face if there was a gun to your head.” I laughed, rising to my fee
t and pacing the floor, giving his ass full view of my body in this nice ass pantsuit.
“Okay so you clearly don’t fuck with me, and I damn sure don’t fuck with you, so why not get this divorce shit over with? Why are you trying to come for my money, Jade?”
“Because you asked me to be your wife some years back, and that’s how shit works, Chaz Benjamin. If you want to run off into the sunset with little Lolita, then you need to make sure my bills are paid.”
“I’m not doing that.”
“Then you will remain married to me until some shit is figured out. You know some divorces take years to go through.”
I watched him sigh and look off, resting his head against the pillow. He looked like what I’d just said had ruined his life, as if being married to me another minute made him miserable.
His beautiful tapered curly hair was still so shiny, even though he’d been laid up in here for the past eight hours. I hated that we went from being best friends to now hating one another. We used to be so good together, and now we couldn’t even stand the sight of each other.
I walked to his side of the bed, and rubbed his soft hair. I always loved his hair.
“You know, Chaz, I wish we could go back to—”
Before I could finish, his hand was wrapped around my neck, squeezing so hard that I thought my head was gonna burst like a watermelon. I hit on him to make him release me, but the blows didn’t faze him one bit as he glared at me, keeping his grip tight.
“When I tell you to watch yo’ fucking mouth, you better watch yo’ fucking mouth. I don’t like having to put my hands on you, but you be testing the fuck outta me and you know how I am.” He pointed into my face as I felt like I was about to pass out. “Next time you’re in my presence and I tell you to shut the fuck up, you better do that shit.”
He let me go, and I fell down, grabbing at imaginary things on the floor whilst trying to catch my breath. I hated when he got crazy. In my opinion, Chaz was worse than Mischief and Kordell because he was almost like two different people. There was the nice calm Chaz who was the good guy out of his brothers. But then when angry, he was unhinged and had this demented look in his eyes. At least with his little brothers you knew what you were getting from jump.
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