by Tynessa
“That’s what I’m trying to figure out. Shid, you telling mothafuckas I’m on some other shit,” he responded. I knew Tan had ran back and told him that shit; but it is what it is.
“Shit, you have been on some other shit. But I ain’t meant it like we beefing or no shit like that. I was just saying that you wasn’t fucking with me like that no more.”
“I never said I wasn’t fucking with you. Hell, we’re brothers. How could I not fuck with you nigga, when we share the same damn blood?! What, because I don’t want you in the trap house that means I done turned my back on you? I have no problem with you going there with me, just not by yourself,” he said right before turning to Stacy’s nosey ass. She had done stopped dancing and was now all in our damn conversation. I already told her ass about being so damn nosey. “Damn, can me and my brother get a minute? Your nosey ass standing there getting all the damn convo,” Tez said to her.
Stacy turned to look at me. I guess she thought I was going to check him for talking to her the way he did. I just pushed her ass on.
“Bruh, it’s no hard feelings. I mean, I understood where you were coming from. I know I fucked up, but I’m not on that shit anymore. I haven’t touched it in a hot lil minute. Shit, since you called me out on it that day at Bree’s house, to be honest,” I explained and he nodded his head, smiled, and held out his fist for a pound. Just like that, everything was squashed.
We went back up to VIP with the rest of the gang and as soon as we got up there, me and my brother looked at one another and shook our heads. I shook mines because Asia was there and I was walking up holding Stacy’s hand. That wasn’t a good look. We made eye contact right before she rolled hers at me. I was busted, and there was no need for me to act as if Stacy wasn’t with me.
Asia whispered something to Tan before getting up leaving. I was upset that she left, but there was nothing I could do. She’d made it perfectly clear that she didn’t want anything else to do with me. I ain’t going to even lie, though; it was fucked up that I’m now with the bitch that approached her that day with the picture of me, which I was still confused about, because this bitch swore up and down she didn’t have a picture of me. That shit was going to come out, though. Stacy ass is sneaky, so I really didn't put anything past her.
“Yo, I’m about to go to the bar. I might be back,” Tez said. I knew why he was leaving. That's why I didn't want him and Tan fucking around, ‘cause I knew it was going to be some shit when her nigga came home. Look at them; they can't even be in the same space.
Everything was going good in the section. It was like one big ass family–minus Tez and Asia. My nigga Lo and his girl, me and Stacy, and Kacey and Tan were enjoying each other’s company. I think the same thing that was running through Tan’s head was running through mines—wishing we were with someone else instead of the ones we were with.
I kept peeking over the rail, looking for Asia. It wasn't until I followed Tan over to a table that I saw Asia talking to some nigga. I know I’m here with another bitch, but I wasn't feeling her being in the next nigga's face smiling and carrying on. That shit had me clenching my jaws and opening and closing my fist. I was ready to fuck something or someone up. I watched as her and Tan shared a few words and laughs, and I’m assuming she introduced them before Tan walked off.
I was fucking pissed. I didn’t even realize I had gone down there where she was until I was standing right there in their face. I was standing right between Asia and that nigga, grilling the fuck out of his ass.
“What’s up, bruh?” I nod my head up and spoke. He stared at me for a minute before turning his attention back to Asia, and started back talking as if I wasn’t standing here. Oh, he’s an ol’ disrespectful ass mothafucka! I then turned my attention to Asia. Her ass better let this nigga know who the fuck I am. “Who’s your friend Asia?” I asked her.
Rolling her eyes upwards in her head, she said, “Look, Jay, please don’t come over here trying to start no mess.”
I smirked, because she had me all the way fucked up. I didn’t give a fuck what me and Asia went through, she would forever be my main bitch, and she knew that. I didn’t know why she thought it was cool for her to sit up here and converse with another nigga, like I wasn’t even here. Like I was going to really sit back and be okay with this shit. Yea, I know I’m here with Stacy, but I didn’t give a damn.
“I ain’t starting nothing. I just asked who your friend was. You sitting up here in this nigga face, showing all thirty-two teeth and shit like I ain’t even here. Then telling me don’t be starting no mess.” I swear I wanted to punch the shit out of her and this fuck-boy for trying me. The whole time I was talking, Asia, was sitting there with a confused expression on her face, as if she couldn’t believe I had the audacity to approach her on this level. I didn’t give a fuck though.
“Jay’vion, you really got some fucking nerves. Am I up there in you got-damn face questioning you about the bitch you with? No, because I don’t give a damn! You know why? Because it’s over with you and me. Nigga we will never get back together, so therefore you don’t need to be worried about who the fuck I’m showing all thirty damn twos with; just know it ain’t with you! Now could you please do me a favor by getting fuck outta my damn face?!” she said while looking at me in disgust.
“You know that bitch don’t mean shit to me,” I said seriously, ‘cause she didn’t. My heart was with Asia. Always would be. “She’s just something to pass time until you decide to get out your feelings and bring your ass on back home.”
“Yea, to the home where you have that bitch walking around like she lives there. Fuck up outta my face with the bullshit Jay’vion. Right now, you’re being very rude and disrespectful,” Asia said, then turned back to face that nigga. Tan’s hating ass had diarrhea at the mouth. Bitch running back telling who I had up in my crib. She would feel bad if I went back telling her nigga the shit she was out here doing while he was behind bars. Just like I stayed out her business, she needed to stay the fuck outta mines.
Asia was pissing me the fuck off, and I wasn’t even about to entertain her. She wanted to show out in front of this lame ass chump, so I was going to let her slide with the little slick shit she was spitting.
I walked behind her, leaned forward so that my lips was at her ear and whispered, “I know we’re not together, but I will still fuck you up. Keep showing out for this nigga if you want to. Fuck around and beat yours and his ass up in this bitch. Keep trying me like I’m a lame.” With that I mushed her ass in the back of the head, hard as hell. That nigga motioned like he was about to try and make a move, but Asia stopped him. I was about ready to fuck this nigga up, and Asia knew that.
“Jay, please just go. We’ll talk later, please,” she begged. She knew what time it was. I continued to grill ol’ boy, ready to go off in his shit, but out of respect for her, I didn’t.
“I’ll be seeing you around lil nigga,” I said before backing away. I wasn’t about to turn my back on his ass. I swear, he had me fucked up and that was a promise; I would be seeing that ass around. He had just tried the wrong nigga!
Chapter 6
Back On The Prowl!
Asia
I couldn’t believe Jay’vion. Who did he think he was? Nigga was sitting in another bitch’s face then had the never to come starting mess with me ‘cause I was talking to someone. I swear, niggas think they could treat us females like shit, but get mad when we get over their ass. I’d played the fool for far too long. I’ve never been this sprung on any guy that I would let them dog me out, repeatedly, and I keep running back. Jay was the first and damn sure the last. I still loved him, no doubt, but I will never go back down that road again.
When Jay walked off, I took my seat back beside Ke. He was looking pissed. I hope he wasn’t pissed because I stopped him from swinging on Jay’vion. I knew how Jay and them rocked. They would’ve killed this poor guy right here in this club. I didn’t want his death on my hands. Shit, Lo and the rest of the posse were
standing around watching the damn drama unfold. Ke saw them too, but that didn’t stop him from ‘bout attempting to beat Jay’s ass, which I should’ve let him. Jay’vion was out of pocket mushing my damn head like that. I don’t know what’s gotten into him, thinking he could keep putting his damn hands on me. I don’t know if that bitch let him hit on her, but I wasn’t her, and he had one more time to put his dick-beaters on me.
“I’m sorry about that Ke,” I apologized. Jay’vion had embarrassed the shit out of me in front of this damn boy. I was really enjoying Ke’unta’s company too. When he approached me while I was at the bar, I thought my eyes were deceiving me. I wasn’t expecting to run into him this damn soon. I teased him and asked was he following me. He laughed it off before telling me that this was his cousin’s favorite hangout spot, and he wanted to club and enjoy his last night in town. I didn’t argue with that.
“It’s all good. That was your boyfriend or something?” Ke asked me.
“Ex. That was my ex-boyfriend.” I responded. He chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck before giving me a powerful stare.
“Look ma, your business is your business, but you shouldn’t be letting no nigga put his hands on you. I wasn’t feeling that shit.”
First of all, I didn’t let him! But I understood where Ke’unta was coming from. He was on the outside looking in, and one probably would’ve suspected Jay to be the typical woman beater. Shit, he did have me wondering nowadays. Since we’d been broken up, he had gotten comfortable with putting his damn hands on me every time I was in his presence.
“I don’t know what’s gotten into him, but that was his first time doing that shit, and damn sure his last,” I lied. Well, not about it being his last, because I was dead ass serious about that shit.
“As long as I’m going to be around, it’ll be his last.” I smiled at that, even though I could handle Jay on my own.
“And how are you going to protect me with you living out of town?” I questioned him. Ke’unta took my hand in his and kissed it softly.
“Oh that’s something you don’t have to worry about pretty-lady,” he replied. That had me cheesing hard. I haven’t even been chatting with this guy for a good hour, but he was so sweet and within that hour, the smile never left my face—except when that jackass came over here stirring up trouble.
“Asia, what the fuck happened?” Tan screamed in my ear over the music. I was so busy grinning at Ke that I didn’t notice her approaching. “Jay up there nutting the fuck up, talking about you and some sucker ass nigga tried him. What happened?” she was talking so fast.
“Girl he came down here trying to start some mess,” I said as I looked up at the VIP area. This dumb ass nigga was staring right down here at us. When he saw me looking up there, his childish ass flicked me off. I just shook my head and continued talking to Tan. When I was done, she was pissed and ready to go off on, Jay. I told her don’t sweat it and it was all good. I was just going to do as I been doing and keep my distance from that nigga. I was single and on the prowl, so fuck what he thought.
“Well, I’m about to head on out, Tan. Jay has fucked up my night and I don’t even feel like partying anymore,” I let her know. I was dead ass serious. He had me heated. She let me know that her and Kacey were about to leave too.
“I don’t feel like sitting up there looking in Kacey and Quintez’s face no more. That shit makes me feel like a ho,” she laughed. I laughed as well and shook my head. We hugged and I got up to prepare to leave.
“But it’s still early. Why don’t we go grab something to eat?” said Ke’unta. I hesitated before agreeing to go. It was his last night in town, and though I didn’t know him that well, I thought he was cool and wasn’t ready to leave his presence just yet.
Chapter 7
No Air!
Tangela
Kacey had been on my ass these past two weeks he’s been out. I mean, damn. He wasn’t giving a bitch room to breathe. He had the money to get him a new car, but instead, he had damn near taken mines so he could keep tabs on me. Dropping me off at work, having me riding shot gun while he ran the streets with his boys; hell, sometimes I had to convince him to let me stay at home just so I can get some damn air. He was really smothering me. I couldn’t deal with this shit. I was happy he was home, but some days I would rather he stayed in jail so I could have air to breathe.
“Aye Tan, you riding with me?” Kacey asked. I didn’t see the point of him asking that, ‘cause when I say no, he would beg until I agreed to go.
My eyes were closed, but I wasn’t sleep. I felt him sit on the bed and begin rubbing my back. Finally, I opened them and looked at the digital clock, mainly because I knew it was still early, so where the hell did he have to go?
“It’s only 9 a.m. Where you gotta go?” I asked groggily.
“I have to make a run. You can come if you want, but I doubt you do because it’s about business.” I rolled my eyes, because if he kept fucking around with Jay’s ass, he was going to be right back incarcerated. Any other time, he didn’t care if it was about business or not, he would still want me there.
“Nah, I don’t wanna go. Why I can’t drop you off or you call Jay to come pick you up?” Shit, I wanted to keep my own damn car. I didn’t have anything to do but got-damn. He looked at me suspiciously before nodding his head up and down. Finally, his ass agreed on me dropping him off. I got up and was about to start getting ready until he pulled me back down.
Kacey begin kissing on me roughly. He was sucking all on my damn neck. I knew what he was trying to do and I laughed. Nigga was trying to give me a passion mark. On more than one occasion, he’d asked me had me and Quintez ever been intimate before. I don’t know if he’d heard about it or what, but he wasn’t about to get me to admit to shit.
“You gon’ have my baby?” Kacey asked me as he thrust in and out of my wet pussy. He was being so rough, like he had a point to prove, but it was feeling so damn good.
“Yes. Yes, I will have your baby,” I moaned in his ear. I knew I had just turned him on by announcing I would have his baby, because baby when I tell you my boo started hitting spots he’d never hit. Kacey had my ass running from the dick.
“You want me to nut in this pussy?” he asked. “Shit, I’m nutting in my pussy.” Damn, he didn’t even give me a chance to answer his question, yet I came right alone with him.
We both laid here, tonguing each other down and professing our love for one another. Kacey was my baby and I loved his ass. How could I not when he was all I knew and I was all he knew. I never had to worry about Kacey cheating on me, and before he got locked up, he didn’t have to worry about me looking at another mothafucka. I swear I wish I could turn back the hands of time.
Once I was dressed, Kacey and me were out the door. I was headed to drop him off at some damn house, which I learned was where they held their meetings at. We kissed and said our I love yous before he got out. As I was backing out the driveway, Quintez was pulling up. Lord have mercy, that man was looking too damn good. Now I see why Kacey really didn’t want me to come with him; because he knew Quintez was going to be here. Today’s my first time seeing him since that night at the club over a week ago. We made eye contact, and that fool blew me a damn kiss. I couldn’t help but smile.
“Hey boo,” Asia said when she opened her front door for me. Since I was finally able to break free of Kacey’s hold, I decided to come kick it with my main bitch. Kacey was so damn scared I was going to go lay-up with Quintez that he was kind of skeptical about me hanging around, Asia. But he’d always been jealous of mine and her relationship, though.
“Hey babes.” We hugged. “What have you been up to?” I asked, walking into the living room and taking a seat. Asia held up her index finger and disappeared down the hall. I already knew who she was on the phone with, and because I was just happy she’d finally moved on from Jay, I didn’t protest.
I’d been sitting here for over two seconds, staring at the text message from Quintez. He was
asking could he see me later, just to talk. Now, he knew damn well he didn’t want to just talk. Hell, I knew better than that, and that’s exactly why I wasn’t going to respond back to his text. He wasn’t about to get my ass in trouble with Kacey. He better go talk to Bree or that half-breed bitch.
I was in deep thoughts as I continued to stare at his message. I still found myself thinking about Quintez a lot. I was so in love with him, but Kacey was home now, so I had to act as if those feelings weren’t there. The only way I could do that was to stay far away from him.
“What you in here thinking about?” Asia asked, startling me. I jumped and grabbed my chest as my phone hit the floor.
“Damn you scared me.” I picked my phone up and laid it on the coffee table.
“You thought I was Kacey coming to fuck you up for that text Tez just sent yo’ ass?” her silly ass asked while laughing. I rolled my eyes and said nothing. I don’t even know why Quintez felt the need to text me anyways. He hadn’t called or texted me since I told him that I was pretty much staying with Kacey. I don’t even know why he was tripping like that. I mean, he knew I had a dude before he tried coming on to me. Shit, he thinks he’s the only one that’s fucked up over this shit. I am, too.
“Why don’t you text him back?” Asia asked me. I looked at her as if she had grown two heads.
“Are you crazy? Text him back for what?”
“He said he just wanted to talk, Tan. Just hear him out.”
“Asia, you know damn well Quintez isn’t trying to just have a conversation with me. Stop being so damn naïve, girl.” I wasn’t trying to be mean but damn, sometimes I wonder about this girl. That’s why Jay was always fucking over her, because she acted like she didn’t have a fucking clue.
“I’m not being naïve. You acting like the man is going to rape you or something. I’m pretty sure nothing will happen unless you want it to. He might be in love with you or whatever, but I doubt it’s to the point that he would hold you hostage,” she said.
