Don't Come Looking For Love 3: Family Ties

by Natavia

  “Shit! Slow down!” I said holding onto her hips. Lo-Lo’s wet pussy slammed down on my dick, her ass cheeks smacked against my skin. Lo-Lo’s pussy reminded me of pudding; it was wet and gooey.

  I smacked her ass. “Slow the fuck down!” I said as she grinded on me. She flexed her vagina muscles again, making me tense up. I bit my lip to keep from sounding like a bitch.

  “Handle this pussy! You talk all of that shit! Work that big dick, Sameer! UMPPHHHH!” she moaned, raining down on my dick. I gripped the back of her neck then grabbed her hips to keep her still. She tried to move but she couldn’t. I slammed into her, fucking her harder and faster until she started yelping.

  “Yeah! Talk that shit now! I can’t hear you! What’s the matter? My dick is hitting your spine now, huh?” I asked, slamming into her again. Her muscles weakened; she went limp as she cried out in pleasure. I pulled her hair harder then she moaned louder.

  “URRGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” I grunted as I shot a loud of my seeds into her. She laid on her side trying to catch her breath. My phone was ringing and it was Narshae. I answered because it could’ve been about Rylan.

  “What the fuck do you want? I’m over here trying to drain my nuts! What the hell do you want Narshae? Cut that shit out and spit it out!” I yelled into the phone.

  “Jameer was shot! Arod shot him! I don’t know what to do!” she screamed.

  “WHAT!” I said throwing on my clothes.

  “Jameer is lying here on my floor bleeding to death and he isn’t responding! The ambulance is here now!” she said, hanging up.

  “What the fuck happened? Where are you going this late?” Lo-Lo asked me.

  “To see about Jameer! He was shot and now he is on the way to the hospital!” I said, rushing out of the door. I heard her call out to me but I was trying to get to my brother.

  One hour later…

  Our family sat in the waiting area. Britain, O’Shea, Shine, Kenjay and Tejah looked like they partied for a year straight! Britain’s make-up was running away from her. Tejah was missing a shoe. Shine’s shirt had lipstick all over it. O’Shea had a Band-Aid under his eye and Kenjay’s shirt was ripped. My mother cried on my shoulder as Lo-Lo held my hand. Narshae sat in the corner with tears falling down her face. She still had my brother’s blood all over her.

  No one said anything as we waited. Bria burst through the doors with tears running down her face.

  “Oh my God, Sameer! Is he okay? Please tell me he’s okay!” She fell out onto the floor. My mother helped her up. Bria screamed and cried as Narshae rolled her eyes.

  “You stupid bitch! This is all because of you! You stupid bitch!” Bria got away from my mother then charged into Narshae. Narshae didn’t have a chance as Bria whipped her ass sitting down. We didn’t try to break it up because Narshae needed that. Security came in, pulling Bria off of Narshae. Latavia came into the waiting area. She hugged my mother as my mother sobbed into her shoulder.

  I needed my brother to make it. I don’t even give a fuck about the nigga pulling a gun on me. I don’t care about nothing but his life, I thought to myself.

  “I’m about to be sick!” Britain said, running to the trashcan, puking her brains out. O’Shea got up to check on her. He helped her to the bathroom. The doctor came out and we all stood up. I wasn’t prepared for what he told me. My mother broke into sobs as she collapsed into my arms.

  I was the last one to go into the room. I pulled up a chair to Jameer’s bedside. Tears fell from my eyes as I stared at my own face. Jameer wasn’t dead. He was paralyzed from the neck down. A few bullets entered his spine. Honestly, death would’ve been more inviting to me than this. He was laid up in a hospital bed all because Narshae wanted to play with nigga’s feelings.

  I broke down as my mother walked in. She hugged me as I cried because of the beef between my brother and me. I cried because of what our father did to him. I cried because he fell for an evil bitch!

  “He can’t live like this, Ma! He can’t live like this! I can’t see my brother in a fucking wheelchair!” I shouted, getting mad. The machines started beeping and going off. The nurses and doctors rushed in, pushing us out of the room. They tried to resuscitate him. My mother screamed and cried as I held her. The line went flat, and I knew my brother was gone. A piece of me died and I knew I would never be able to get it back.

  One week later…

  I sat in the front row as I stared blankly at my brother’s casket. He didn’t look dead. He just looked like he was sleeping. Bria was pregnant with his baby. She said she never got a chance to tell him. She walked to his casket then broke down. Her cries pierced my heart and shattered my soul. It was a gut-wrenching cry. Her mother held onto her as she screamed his name. A tear slid down my face.

  “Wake up, Jameer! Wake up, Jameer! Please, wake up! Babbyyy, please I’m sorry! I forgive you! I been forgave you! I need you!” she screamed and sobbed. The pastor came over to help Bria’s mother get her off the floor. Three family members gone within a year. Aunt Tammy, Jace and now Jameer! Bria kicked and screamed. She kicked the pastor and he fell against Jameer’s casket, almost knocking it over. I stood, picked her up then took her to the back.

  “I know you’re hurting. We all are. But this is my brother’s resting ceremony. This is the last time we will see him. Chill the fuck out and let his family give their last goodbyes! We are all grieving, not just you!” She hugged me.

  “I’m sorry, Sameer! I’m sooo sorry! Jameer is all I know,” she said sadly. I kissed her forehead then went back up to the front row. Caroline sat there with a blank look on her face. I wished it was her in that casket. That bitch looked like a mortician put her make-up on. After the preacher spoke and the choir sang we headed to the burial site. As the casket lowered into the ground, my mother screamed.

  “Not my baby! Not my baby! Oh God, not my baby!” she said, almost falling into the hole. Shine and Kenjay helped me grab her before she and I both ended up in the ground.

  Kenjay

  After I lost my mother and my son, I was numb when it came to losing someone else close to me. I was glad he didn’t suffer. I would rather be dead than to be stuck in a wheelchair, having someone wipe my ass for the rest of my life. That wasn’t living! The way I saw it, Jameer got lucky on that. I was going to miss him though. When he and Sameer started beefing he stayed away but I still was talking to him here and there. After the repass, Latavia and I headed home.

  I flopped down on the couch and she sat beside me. She had been by my side throughout the whole week and I loved her more for that. I could tell our time apart had matured her because it matured me too. Life was too short to fuck around and just let it pass you by. Life is never guaranteed and that’s why I was glad I stopped hustling. I was glad I could just sit back and chill without worrying about the FEDS knocking my door down. A nigga hasn’t been thankful for so much until he lost enough.

  “I still can’t believe Jameer is gone. Who am I going to make extra biscuits for? Jameer loved my biscuits,” she cried.

  “Me neither! I can’t believe the shit neither!” I said, shaking my head.

  “I’m tired of people dying! I’m sick of it!” She cried until she fell asleep. I covered her with a blanket then headed upstairs to our bedroom. I grabbed my pistol from the safe that was hidden in the closet. I snuck out of the house then headed to Narshae’s house. The family was grieving, so I knew revenge was the last thing on their minds. But revenge was never last on my mine! I sat in my truck and watched as the nigga Arod pulled up to Narshae’s house.

  She was still fucking with this nigga! I was surprised she didn’t get him locked up. Sameer only told us who shot Jameer. If Aunt Sheri would’ve known she would’ve called the police. We couldn’t have that happening! That nigga needed to get murked! Fuck getting locked up with a bullshit fifteen-year sentence.

  The lights cut off then I exited my truck. I went around the back of the house. I remembered Sameer broke the window one time when Narshae locked him
out. Hopefully they never got it fixed. I slid the window back and luckily it opened. I climbed through. I heard noises from upstairs. I silently walked up the stairs then went into Rylan’s room to see if he was there. I looked in his crib and it was empty. I’m glad he wasn’t there. I walked closer to the master bedroom.

  “Bitch, I will kill your ass! How much did you get from the nigga?” Arod asked Narshae.

  “I didn’t get anything!” she cried.

  “You robbed the nigga and didn’t get shit? I thought you told me Jameer was that nigga and he had bread! I should beat your ass for that shit! Why have you been ducking me, huh? What are you hiding from?” Arod asked Narshae.

  “Because I killed him! When I tried to get money from him to give to you it didn’t work. He caught on to me and knew I wanted it for you! He started beating my ass! When he thought I was out cold he tried leaving. I grabbed my gun and shot him in the back a few times! This is all of your fault!” Narshae cried.

  Arod smacked her and she fell against something.

  “Bitch, you can’t do shit right!” he said, hitting her again. I burst through the door then shot him in the back of the head twice. Narshae screamed as Arod’s body fell into her.

  “So, you killed Jameer, huh? I knew you wasn’t shit! You had him thinking he was your son’s father and you tried setting him up! You told Sameer Arod did it to cover your tracks, huh?” I asked her.

  “I’m soooo sorry! I’m sorry! Arod needed the money! He threatened me if I didn’t give it to him! He was going to kill me! Jameer was our only hope! He could be so easy to convince!” she cried.

  I lowered the gun. “Come here, Narshae before I change my mind!” I said to her. She slowly walked towards me with fear in her eyes. I smirked at her then hugged her.

  “It’s okay, shorty! I know it was a mistake,” I said, dropping the gun. I slid my combat knife out of my pocket then jammed it in the side of her neck. Blood squirted out as she tried to pull the knife out. She choked then collapsed on the floor. I stepped down on her chest to yank the knife out. I jabbed it back into her throat then again until she stopped breathing. Blood was everywhere. I hurriedly exited and went back home. I burned my clothes inside the grill around the back of our house. I went inside then took a shower. Latavia was still knocked out on the couch. I snuggled up under her like I never left.

  Latavia

  “This is the shit!” I said as I looked around Tee-Tee’s store. Cam was running it until Tee-Tee came back. Tee-Tee had her baby a few weeks prior. She had a C-section, so she was resting.

  “Tee-Tee needs to hire some more people! It was crowded last week! All of Tejah’s clothes sold out!” Cam said. The door chimed and in walked Jamie. She wasn’t as bad as I thought she was.

  “Where have you been?” Cam asked her.

  “Letting Killa have his way with me! Girlllllll, Killa has been putting the dick down heavy! I couldn’t even walk yesterday! That nigga murdered my cat!” Jamie said, fanning herself.

  “We are glad y’all are working it out,” I said, smiling.

  “Me too! Killa didn’t know I had another miscarriage. I had one soon as we moved to Cali. I went into a depression and started neglecting my kids and pushing him away again. It just brought back a lot of old memories and opened old doors for me. I think the twins are it. I don’t think I can have any more. So, I told the doctor to just tie my tubes to avoid more miscarriages. After we finally talked I told him what was wrong with me. He felt so bad he shed a tear. It was horrible,” she said sadly. I rubbed her back because that had to be an awful feeling.

  “God gave you two for a reason,” Cam said. Tejah strutted into the store with her over-sized Chanel shades on. We laughed at her.

  “Why do you make an entrance like that every time?” I asked her.

  “Girl, why not? My work is doing numbers! And I have a man! A big-dick boss nigga who works my pussy out! Oh, and let’s not forget the nigga is rich! So, yes, hunty, Miss Tejah is feeling herself!” She modeled then broke out into laughter.

  “This girl is silly as hell!” Jamie said.

  “Yup! I’m high off life!” she sang then started doing the tootsie roll.

  “So, you and Mr. Dynasty made it official, huh? Girl, what do you know about all that testosterone?” Cam asked.

  “Yes we did. I knows a lot, thank you! More than you! Don’t let Miss Tejah fool you, hunty! I be having that nigga like ‘OOHHH OOHHH OHHHH!’” she said, doing Rich Homie Quan’s dance. We fell over laughing. My daughter started kicking and going crazy.

  “Did you talk to Britain? O’Shea’s court date was canceled, girl! They found Lenny in the shower with his throat slit. Girl, they said he was brutally raped and everything!” Tejah said.

  “I heard! That’s what he gets! O’Shea is not getting in trouble for that shit! The way they see it, he’s the hero! Lenny’s record is long and he was charged with all kinds of shit! Nigga had a fake identity and all that! I can see the charges mysteriously dropping!” I said. After we organized the store and changed a few things, we headed out. Tejah stepped into the street and a car sped towards her. Siah grabbed her then they both fell onto the sidewalk. Where the hell did Siah come from? I thought to myself.

  “Where the hell you come from and what the fuck just happened?” I asked as my heart raced. Tejah was shook as she sat on the sidewalk crying her eyes out. Cam and Jamie ran to her to see if she was okay.

  “I sprained my ankle!” Tejah screamed. It did look a little twisted.

  “That was my mother! I have been following Tejah because I knew she was going to try this! I warned Shine and he didn’t believe me! I bet he will believe me now! That bitch hit Talisha and killed her!” Siah said and our mouths dropped.

  “Why is trouble always following us? Why can’t we have peace?” I screamed, upset. Caroline circled back and then got out.

  “Oh my God, Tejah, are you alright? I was talking on the phone and didn’t know that was you! All of that weave was blocking your face!” Caroline said. That bitch was more evil then the devil himself!

  “So, what, you came back to apologize since you didn’t succeed in hitting Tejah? You know we saw you! You are trying to save yourself from being locked up! You just wait till I call the police!” I said, getting my phone out.

  She pushed me down on the ground. “Bitch, she’s pregnant!” Cam screamed, pushing Caroline into a meter. Siah helped me up. Jamie was on the phone calling the police. I was hoping that bitch was getting locked up. I called Kenjay and he picked up on the second ring.

  “Where are you?” I asked.

  “Looking at this building with Leodonis. What’s up, shorty? Why do you sound like that?” he asked. I forgot he told me that he and his father were opening a casino together and they were going to be busy looking at buildings.

  I told him what happened with his aunt. He told me he was around the corner. By the time the police showed up, Kenjay was pulling up.

  “Bitch, I should smack the fuck out of you! What the fuck is wrong with you?” Kenjay yelled at Caroline. I wish he would calm down before they lock him up too! I thought to myself.

  One officer got on his radio to call the ambulance for Tejah’s ankle. She could barely stand up.

  The police asked us questions and took our statements. They said they couldn’t lock Caroline up because she came back to see if Tejah was okay and they felt like it was an accident. They gave her a ticket for speeding, wasn’t that some shit? The paramedics loaded Tejah up then the officers left.

  Caroline smiled at her daughter. Siah grilled her.

  “Bitch, this isn’t over! I swear you are going to go down!” Siah said, walking away angry. Caroline put her Gucci shades on then trotted to her Maybach. She blew us a kiss then got into her car, speeding off.

  “That bitch is crazy. She pushed you? Are you okay? You need to go to the hospital?” Kenjay asked. I shook my head pissed off at what I just witnessed. Caroline was trying to hit Tejah like she was an ani
mal and not human. Hell, you have to be sick to want to hit an animal too!

  “Shine needs to do something about his crazy-ass mama! I swear I cannot wait until I drop this baby! On everything I’m beating her fucking face in!” I screamed.

  “Tee-Tee has cameras outside the store! I wished I thought about it when the police was here. Cam and I are going to see if it was caught on there,” Jamie said, walking off.

  “We are going to call y’all! If you start having back problems or cramping, go straight to the ER,” Cam said, hugging me before walking off.

  “I want to kill that bitch!” Kenjay said, calling Shine. As they talked, I texted Siah, telling her to meet me at my house in an hour. Caroline was going down! I didn’t give a fuck how Shine felt about it!

  When I got home I took a shower then got comfortable. I heard Siah’s voice coming from downstairs, so I went down into our living room.