Official Girl 3

by Charmanie Saquea

  “Aight, be ready at 12:00 midnight. Not 12:01, not 12:05. 12:00.” I sighed. “Mone is going to kill me.”

  She jumped up, hugged me and kissed me on my cheek. “I knew I could count on you. And don’t worry about Mone, I can handle him.”

  I just shook my head. This girl is as classy as she wanna be but she got a deadly side to her too. We created a monster.

  Mykell

  “Did you drop the boys off at Pop-Pop’s?” Neicey asked plopping down on the bed next to me.

  “Yea, they didn’t want to go but I took em anyways.”

  The day Neicey came home from the hospital, she came home with me. I was happy at first but now I don’t know. She’s here but not like I want her to be. She sleeps in the guest bedroom, she won’t let me touch her. I don’t know what to call our relationship, if that’s even what this is.

  “What you getting into tonight?” she asked taking the remote out my hands.

  “Hanging with the boys,” I halfway lied. I’ll be with the boys but we’ll be doing more than hanging. “What you bout to do?”

  “I got a date,” she said smiling.

  I don’t know if she was saying that shit to fuck with me or if she was serious. Either way I don’t approve.

  “What the fuck you mean you got a date? With who?”

  “Mind yo own business,” she said before her phone rang. She looked at it and smiled before she got of the bed to leave the room.

  I sat there feeling some type of way. I know before everything went down we weren’t together but when she came home with me, I thought that meant she wanted to work on our relationship. Enough of this bullshit, we need to talk. I got up to find her, I walked past the guest bedroom but stopped in my tracks when I heard her laughing.

  The door was closed so I got closer so I could hear better.

  “I already told you I’ll be ready. You don’t need to worry about him, I’ll handle him.”

  It got quiet for a minute, then I heard her speak again.

  “I can’t wait! I’ll see you when you get here.”

  I took that as my cue to go in. When I opened the door she was getting undressed. Since she was in a coma for six months she lost a lot of weight. But her ass was still fat.

  “Are you going to stare at me all night or are you going to tell me what you want?”

  “We need to talk.”

  “About?”

  “Us.”

  “Ain’t nothing changed Kell, we’re still not together,” she said, going into the bathroom and closing the door.

  Well damn, aight.

  * * *

  I pulled up to the old warehouse I used to use to handle business when I was in the game. I saw everyone’s car and was happy that they were on time. I walked in and saw that somebody had already went to work on Q. His face was bloody and swollen, but I guess nobody wanted to touch Olivia because she looked perfectly fine besides the fact that she was tied to a chair.

  I looked around and noticed Lakey was missing. “Where the fuck is Lakey?”

  “He said he was going to be a little late,” Corey spoke up for his brother.

  “Well, well, well. Look at what we got here,” I said pacing in front of the duo.

  “So I guess you bitches thought you had got away with the bullshit you pulled huh?” I stopped in front of Olivia. “Well think again muthafuckas.”

  The door opened and in walked Lakey.

  “Fuck you Mykell. All this shit is your fault,” Olivia said with an attitude.

  “How so?” I asked confused.

  “If you would have just left that bitch Kya alone like I asked you to and been a family with me and your son, I would have never had to call the police on yo dumb ass,” she said throwing me off guard.

  She laughed. “Yea nigga, I was the one who told the police about the drugs. Too bad you didn’t go through with the shipment like you were supposed to because then yo ass would still be locked up and not trynna play house with the next bitch. You were supposed to be with me not anybody else!”

  If I had known this bitch was this crazy a long time ago, I never would have fucked with her ass.

  I was shook out of my thoughts by Olivia’s kneecap damn near being blown off and her loud ass scream. I turned around to see who did it.

  “What the fuck?” I yelled.

  Reneice

  “I know y’all niggas didn’t think y’all was gon have all the fun did you?” I smiled devilishly.

  I walked up to Mykell and kissed him. “We’ll talk later.” I was having a damn adrenalin rush from this shit.

  “Now bitch, that pain ain’t shit compared to the pain you caused me. You had me raped, beaten, killed my unborn child, had my son kidnapped, had my house shot up with me and my baby in it. All for what though?”

  “YOU HAD MY MAN!” she yelled.

  I was getting tired of this bullshit so I shot her in the other knee. “Bitch, he was never yours to begin with. You were just the dumb sidebitch that got caught in her feelings and ended up pregnant. That don’t make him yours sweetie.” I laughed.

  “You sure know how to pick em huh?” I asked Mykell sarcastically.

  “Fuck you bitch, he treated yo ass like he treated all the rest of us. You don’t mean shit to him just like I didn’t.”

  “Maybe you’re right,” I shot her in the head.

  I walked over to Q. “So yo limp dick ass like raping women huh?”

  I sat on Q’s lap. “Why’d you do it Quamir? The fuck have I ever done that was so bad you had to rape me?”

  “You said fuck me when that nigga came home. We were supposed to be together but the moment he laid his wack ass game down, you said fuck me.”

  I got up and shook my head at him. “So since you couldn’t get the pussy, you had to take it huh?”

  “Yea and it was worth it too.” He smirked through swollen lips.

  Ramone punched him in his mouth and pulled his gun out from behind his back.

  “Stop, Mone. I got this,” I said before shooting Q in his dick.

  “Y’all can do whatever the fuck y’all want with them now. Play time for Neicey is over,” I said walking towards the door. “I need a fucking cigarette.”

  Mykell

  “Finish this shit up! Do whatever y’all want with these niggas.”

  To say I was pissed would be a damn understatement. Who the fuck told Neicey to show her lil ass up? How the fuck did she even know what the fuck was going down?

  I walked out into the cool night air mad as fuck looking for her. I saw her leaning up against my truck.

  “What the fuck was that shit?” I asked yanking her by her arm.

  She looked at my hand on her arm then looked up at me.

  “You got one second to release my fucking arm or that ass will be in there stanking with the other two,” she said, blowing smoke in my face.

  “So you think you just gangster all of a sudden, huh? And when the fuck did you start smoking?”

  “I’m 22 damn years old. I don’t have to explain shit I do, especially to yo ass.”

  “You know I’m getting real tired of yo smart ass mouth and fucked up attitude,” I said walking closer up on her. Not giving a fuck that the rest of the guys were coming out and setting the building on fire.

  “I don’t give a fuck!” she spat.

  “Get yo ass in the truck before you make me have to beat yo ass out here,” I said opening the door and pushing her ass in the passenger’s seat.

  We argued all the way home. I don’t know what the fuck was up with her damn attitude but I know it was pissing me off.

  “What the fuck is your problem yo?”

  “Nothing Mykell. I just want to go to bed, I’m tired of arguing,” she said walking up the stairs.

  This girl gon make me put my hands on her. I took a deep breath and went up to my room, grabbed a pre-rolled blunt off my dresser and lit it up. I only took three tokes before I put it out and jumped in the shower.

  Whe
n I got out the shower, Neicey was laying in my bed with one of my t-shirts on. I just shook my head at this crazy ass girl.

  “Why you in my bed with my shirt on?” I asked putting on some boxers.

  “Shut up. I already told you I’m done arguing with you.”

  I just climbed in bed and she snuggled up to me. She had her ass pressed up against my dick. She wanna fucking play. I put my hand under her shirt and saw she didn’t have any panties on.

  She opened her legs and gave me more access. “If you wanted some dick that’s all yo ass had to say instead of throwing a damn temper tantrum.”

  She rolled over on her back and I climbed on top of her. I tried to scoot down but she stopped me.

  “Fuck all that, just fuck me.”

  I had no choice but to oblige her request. I climbed back up her body and put my dick at her opening. I put it in and she gasped. I know it’s been a while for her and I could tell because her shit was as tight as it was the night I took her virginity.

  “I’m happy you decided to come back to daddy,” I said while pumping.

  “Shut up and fuck me.”

  We went at it all night in every position we could think of. It felt good being back up in that, so good that it put a nigga right to sleep.

  Chapter 6

  Lani

  It’s been too long since me and Neicey hung out so it was only right that we got together. I sat back and watched as she played with Ranyla.

  “Hey TT baby. Hey mamas!”

  “Y’all are too cute.” I laughed at the funny faces they were making.

  “Girl, I miss when Romell was this little.”

  “You might as well have another one then. Kell been talking about wanting a little girl to spoil," I informed her.

  “I’ll pass, besides me and your brother ain’t even rocking like that.”

  “So y’all not together?” I asked for conformation.

  “No mami, ain’t nothing changed.”

  “Good, so let me tell you what his black ass did,” I said ready to tell it all. “He brought some bitch up to the hospital one day while you was in a coma. Don’t worry though, I dead that shit before it could even start.”

  “Say what now?” she asked.

  “Yes girl, I put that bitch out the room so fast and told him to follow the bitch after I bit into his ass.”

  “Damn, I wish you would have told me that before I had a weak moment,” she said rocking Ranyla to sleep.

  “You didn’t,” I laughed.

  “Girl, I was horny. It’s been what? Seven months since I had some dick, I had to have some. At least I put it on him good because he won’t be getting it no more.”

  I just shook my head, this girl is a hot mess.

  “Ramone!” she called out.

  “What big head!”

  “Watch Ny Ny, we’ll be back.”

  “Where we going?”

  “Where y’all going?” Ramone asked coming into the den.

  “Out, now mind yo business,” she said grabbing my hand and pulling me off the couch.

  * * *

  We were out having drinks when we were approached by two very delicious looking men.

  “Hello ladies, sorry to interrupt but I just had to come over and say that you are the two most beautiful women we have ever seen,” the dark one said eyeing Neicey.

  “Thank you, we really appreciate it.”

  “No problem. I’m Marco and this is my cousin Zamier.”

  “I’m Le’Lani and this is my sister Reneice.”

  “You can call me Neicey,” Neicey said speaking up.

  Looking at these two gorgeous men almost made me forget that I have a man at home. We’re only having a harmless conversation, there’s nothing wrong with that.

  “Do you mind if we join you?” Zamier asked.

  "No, we don't mind at all," Neicey said while winking at me.

  I just shook my head, this girl is going to get me in trouble.

  Reneice

  I instantly wet my panties when I laid eyes on Marco. He’s tall, dark and sexy, just how I like em. The fact that he has grey eyes was an added bonus. I’m guessing he was about 6’2” with muscles out of this world, the V-neck he had on left nothing to the imagination. His goatee was on point right along with his low cut Caesar that would make you seasick if you looked at the waves for too long.

  “So Reneice—“

  “Call me Neicey,” I interrupted.

  “Neicey, are you single?”

  “Yes but my situation is a little messed up.” I shook my head remembering I had not one but two ex-fiancés that fucked me over and turned out not to be shit.

  “How so?” He asked.

  “Maybe I’ll tell you one day. I don’t want to scare you away,” I half joked.

  “Fair enough.”

  “So where did you get those pretty eyes from?” I asked.

  “Good question. I’m the only one with them in my family.” He smiled showing off a pretty set of 32’s.

  “So Miss Neicey, do you mind if I ask for your number?”

  “Only if you really plan on using it.” I smiled.

  “Oh, trust me I will, dimples.”

  We exchanged numbers and went our separate ways shortly after.

  * * *

  After I dropped Lani off, I went to pick up my babies. I was told while I was in the hospital MJ was getting suspended from school for fighting. I’m not surprised though, he has his father’s temper. The older he gets, the more he starts to act like and look like Mykell. Sad to say but Romell does too, they’re both spitting images of their dad.

  “Ma, are you cooking or do I have to eat McDonald’s?” MJ asked.

  “If you dad hasn’t cooked already I’ll do it.”

  “Yayyy! Mommy cook,” Romell yelled.

  I looked in the rearview mirror and smiled. My baby was almost two years old and damn near speaking in perfect sentences.

  When we got to the house, the boys took off running towards their rooms.

  “What I tell y’all about running in the house!” I yelled only for it to fall on deaf ears.

  “Leave my sons alone,” Mykell said coming down the stairs.

  I rolled my eyes, “How about I leave you and your sons here while I go on a vacation,” I said, sitting on the couch.

  “Or we could just take a vacation as a family,” Mykell said putting my feet on his lap and massaging them.

  “I guess we could make that happen.”

  “We should make that happen.” He moved his hand higher up my leg until he reached my belt buckle. Everything that Lani had told me about him having another bitch at the hospital came back to me.

  I grabbed his hand and stopped him. “What? Wassup?” he asked like he was irritated.

  “I can’t go there with you.”

  “Why not?”

  “Mommy, MJ won’t let me play the game,” Romell said scaring the hell out of me.

  “Okay baby, here I come.” I jumped off the couch, happy that he interrupted.

  Mykell

  See that’s that crazy shit I be talking about. One minute she fucking my brains out then the next minute she acts like she don’t wanna be bothered.

  I heard a phone vibrating and knew it wasn’t mine. I wasn’t going to answer her phone until I saw that she had text message from Marco.

  Who the fuck is Marco? I thought as I clicked on the message.

  Hello Dimples, I just wanted to tell you I had a great time with you today and I hope it won’t be the last time. Let me know the next time you’re available so I can take you out. Stay beautiful.

  “What the fuck?” I kept looking at the message. “Neicey!” I yelled.

  “What? Why you yelling?” she asked coming down the stairs.

  “Who the fuck is Marco?”

  “Huh?”

  “If you ass can huh I’m pretty sure you can fucking hear. Who is Marco?” I asked again.

  “Nobody you need to be worried ab
out,” she sassed with her hands on her hips.

  “Don’t fuckin play with me Reneice. Who is this nigga? I thought you said you was with Lani today.”

  “First of all, you not my daddy nor my nigga so I don’t have to answer a damn thing.” She rolled her neck. “Not once did I ask you who was the bitch you brought up to the hospital so therefore don’t question shit I do. I’m a grown ass woman.” She snatched her phone out my hand.

  Imma kick Le’Lani’s ass! She just couldn’t wait to run her fucking mouth.

  I didn’t intentionally bring another bitch to the hospital. I told her to stay her ass in the car but she was too fucking hardheaded and nosey, she just had to hop her happy ass out the car. Lani shut that shit down before it could even start so I don’t know why she felt the need to tell Neicey shit.

  Micah

  Everyone else around me was all booed up with kids. I just laid back and watched all the issues they had in their relationships and it almost made me wanna stay single forever. All that changed when I met my lil mama, Janae. She’s cool, smart, independent, great personality and sexy as hell. I’ve been trying to get Lani to meet up with us so she can meet Janae but she wasn’t trying to hear it after that shit Kell pulled with Lisa. My sister could always tell when a female wasn’t right for me or Kell and ten times out of ten, she was right.

  I remembered the day I met Janae.

  MJ’s school was going on a fieldtrip to go see the Tigers play baseball. Of course Neicey couldn’t go and Mykell wanted to stay with her so I said I would go. MJ wanted to go to the concession stand to get him some nachos, as we headed towards the stands. A little girl bumped into me. She looked like she was only in kindergarten.

  “I can’t find my mommy,” she said with tears in her eyes.

  I got some money out of my pocket and told MJ to go get whatever he wanted while I helped the little girl find her mom.

  “Thanks unc,” he said walking away.

  “Okay sweetie, what’s your name?” I asked picking her up.