What Hurts the Most 2

by Tynessa

  “About 80 g’s worth,” Darius replied. Darius was the youngest of the group, but he was loyal and seemed trustworthy, and that was why I made him head of this trap. Now I was having second doubts.

  “So, run it to us again what happened D,” I said. Darius was the one that called and informed me that my product was missing. Then I called up Jay and Lo. Why they brought Kace with them, I don’t know. I wasn’t feeling that cat.

  “We was—,” a dude by the name of Rico started off saying.

  “He wasn’t talking to you, he said Darius,” Jay said, looking at Rico and daring him to say something else. Jay’vion was on ten and ready to body a mothafucka. I looked over at Lo and Kace as they stood there quietly. Lame ass niggas. I didn’t know what had gotten into Lo’s ass. I knew I hadn’t been feeling that nigga lately, and after the way he was mugging Bree and me outside a few minutes ago, I had every reason not to.

  “Me, Rico, Chuck, and B was out playing basketball, like I told you on the phone. Someone must’ve left the door unlocked, ‘cause we’re on the second floor and there’s no way anyone could get up here through a window. But when we got back, the door was locked. Nothing looked out of place or anything so I didn’t pay it any attention. So I went—.”

  “Where the fuck is B at now, and why the fuck was he in here?” Jay asked and they all dropped their heads like five-year-old kids. That right there was a violation; no one was to be in here but those three and Lo whenever he came over. I stood up and walked to the door, because I didn’t want to hear anymore. My shit was gone and there wasn’t anything else that needed to be said.

  “Y’all mothafuckas got 90 days to come up with my money or my dope,” I said over my shoulder as I walked out. I was livid and no longer wanted to be in those nigga’s presence. Just as I made it to my car, this sucker ass nigga had the audacity to approach me.

  “Yo, Tez, let me holla at you my nigga.” I turned around and Kace was standing there. This nigga had just added more fuel to the fire that was already burning.

  Chapter 12

  Where I Wanna Be!

  Asia

  Ke’unta and I’d been chitchatting on the phone for almost a month now. Today he was coming into town for a business trip, he says. He wouldn’t tell me what kind of business it was. All he would say is he had to handle some shit with his cousin. I knew it was some illegal stuff, but I left it alone because it didn’t concern me. I was just happy my boo was coming.

  “Girl, I’m so nervous. You know I hadn’t been with nobody but Jay these past few years. I hate this starting over bullshit,” I said to Tan.

  We’d been on the phone for the past thirty minutes, jabbering about a little of everything. Mostly about the shit she’d gotten herself in. When she told me that Kace had left her and been gone since she admitted to sleeping with Tez a few days ago, I wasn’t at all surprised. I knew he would return, though. Tan was Kacey’s heart, so of course he was hurting behind the shit. I kind of felt bad for him. Though I encouraged her to continue sleeping with Tez until he got out, I didn’t tell her to run her mouth to the nigga. Damn!

  “Girl bye. Nervous why? Y’all been talking on the phone like two high schoolers for a while now,” Tan laughed. She was right, but it’s different now. He was actually coming over to my house. Thank God Jay didn’t know where I lived, because I was pretty sure he wouldn’t mind popping up over here.

  “Yea, I guess you’re right. Well let me finish getting ready. I’ll call you when I make it back home.” We said our goodbyes and ended the call. Ke and I were going out to dinner, and I had to make sure I was going to be on point.

  I was checking myself in the full-length mirror when my doorbell rang. My heart was beating so damn fast as I made myself to the door. I needed to calm my lil ass down. I don’t know why I was so nervous. When I opened the door, my ass almost fell the fuck out. This nigga was standing there in a pair of dark jeans, a white button down with brown stripes and on his feet was a pair of white and brown Ralph Lauren loafers. Dude’s swag was out of this world. I loved a guy that could dress and smelled good.

  “Damn you looking good,” Ke said and embraced me in a genuine hug. Being in his arms felt so damn good. Once he finally let go of me, I rubbed the side of my hair that was shaved and smiled.

  “You’re looking quite handsome yourself.” Moving to the side, I let him in. I just had to run to my bedroom and get my purse, and we were out the door.

  On the way to the restaurant, we talked about how it was up north where he was from. Though me and Ke wasn’t officially together, he made sure to assure me every chance he got that he didn’t have a woman—he was a single man—and I had nothing to worry about. I was trying so hard to believe him, but after the shit Jay had put me through, my mind was all fucked up. I didn’t think I would ever be able to fully trust another man again.

  When we made it to the restaurant, the hostess seated us and we made small talk while waiting for the waiter. It was like the more I talked to this man, the more I was feeling him. Shit, he had great conversation. With Jay, our convo consisted of us going back and forth about the many hos he cheated on me with. That shit had got old real quick and had gotten to a point where I no longer wanted to go out with him sometimes.

  “So, that guy of yours hasn’t been bothering you again, has he?” Ke asked, referring to Jay’vion. I thought it was cute that he asked that every time I talked to him. At the end of the day, I didn’t know what Ke was capable of, so if Jay were harassing me, then he would never know. Shit, as I stated before, I knew how Jay’vion and them rocked, so I wasn’t about to stir up no damn trouble. But I still thought it was cute that he was concerned.

  “No. I haven’t seen him since that night at the club,” I smiled and said. I hadn’t seen Jay, but I didn’t bother mentioning he’d called me a few days ago begging for another chance. Ke nodded his head up and down and said nothing as the waiter was bringing our food. Everything looked so delicious.

  Enjoying our dinner and conversation, we were having a good time until out the corner of my eyes, I saw two familiar faces. Jay’vion’s and his bitch! They were sitting there having what looked like a nice conversation. I swear I wanted to go over there and slap the shit out of his ass. He was just calling, begging to get back with me, and now he’s here with this trick. My mood was all fucked up now. I shouldn’t even care being that I was trying to move on, but in reality, my heart was still with Jay. No matter what we’d gone through or much hell he’d put me through, I was still in love with him.

  Ke’unta was steady talking, but I wasn’t paying him any attention. Finally noticing he was talking to himself, he turned to follow my gaze. I’ve seen Jay and that same chick at the club, even at his mother’s repast, and though I was hurt those times as well, it just seemed different this time. He looked so damn happy. Like no one mattered but her. Who the fuck was this chick, anyways? I found it ironic how this girl was getting all his time. The way that one girl approached me at the mall that day, the same one I gave my engagement ring to, I thought maybe she would be the one that he spent most of his time with. I tried to warn that bitch she didn’t mean shit to Jay, and he would always be the same ol’ Jay’vion. Maybe I gave the ring to the wrong ho, because obviously this trick meant something to his ass.

  “That’s your boy, ain’t it?” Ke asked. Batting my eyes a few times, I refused to cry. I nodded my head and contemplated if I wanted to approach Jay or not. I just wanted to hear his reason for trying to get back with me knowing he was still fucking around with this bitch. I just needed one sign from God that I shouldn’t. Only one, God! I looked up and at the ceiling as I thought to myself.

  “Come on, let’s get out of here,” Ke’unta said. Him standing over me and helping me get out my chair to leave was all the sign I needed. I couldn’t believe I was really thinking about going over to that man’s table and showing my natural black ass. Lord, thank you for sparing me the embarrassment.

  The whole ride back to my
house was a quiet one. Neither Ke’unta or me said anything. Once we made it to my house, I was trying not to let my anger show or make it seem as if I was blowing Ke out. He took time out to come take me to dinner, and here I was upset because I saw my cheating ass ex out with his new bitch.

  “You not getting out?” I asked Ke after noticing he had yet to turn the engine off. I had already opened my door and was about to get out.

  “Oh, I didn’t think you wanted me to,” he replied nonchalantly. His attitude towards me didn’t go unnoticed either.

  “You know I want you to come in.” I reached over and took the initiative of turning the car off myself. I smiled when he didn’t object to me taking the keys and getting out the car. I had done made it to my front door and unlocked it by the time his behind decided he wanted to get out. Now I understood he had a little attitude or whatnot, but he needed to stop acting. He knew damn well he wanted to come inside.

  “Thought you wasn’t coming,” I said over my shoulder as I walked inside. He didn’t even say shit back until he made himself comfortable in the chair.

  “You still love him don’t you?” Ke finally asked. Dropping my head, I nodded it up and down. I mean, we’d only been broken up for a few months and everyone was different. It was taking me a little longer to get over Jay’vion while he, on the other hand, seemed to already be over me.

  “Maybe I should just fall back. I mean, I’m digging you shorty, but I ain’t trying to play myself.”

  “But you’re not going to play yourself, Ke. I’m digging you too and you know that. Tonight was a walk up call,” I assured him.

  “Nah, it wasn’t a wakeup call. Shit, you was just huffing, puffing and on the verge of crying over that nigga twenty minutes ago and now it was a wakeup call?!”

  I walked over to the recliner and took a seat on his lap. I didn’t want this night to be ruined, and I damn sure didn’t want to discuss Jay with Ke all damn night. This wasn’t at all how I anticipated my night ending.

  “Baby, it was a wakeup call. I realized that Jay would never change, and what we had is over.” I kissed Ke on the forehead, then his chin right before those soft lips of his. “With you is where I wanna be.” This time I kissed Ke’unta so passionately and didn’t pull back until he’d lifted me in the air and carried me to my bedroom. Once he had me on the bed and was pulling my dress over my head, that was when we stopped momentarily. Ke’unta made love to my body and did things to me that Jay’vion only dreamt of!

  Chapter 13

  Me or Nobody!

  Jay’vion

  I hoped Asia didn’t think I didn’t notice her slick ass with that sucker ass nigga she was with. Bitch has the nerve to be out on a mothafuckin’ date and shit. That’s why her ass was so quick to shoot me down. I swear to God, it was taking every single bone in my body to remain calm and not go over there and snatch a knot in her little ass then blow that nigga’s brain out. Asia was really testing me.

  Instead of going over to their table and catching a charge, I decided to beat her at her own little game. Don’t get me wrong, I regretted like hell bringing Stacy to this restaurant, but since we were here, I used it to my advantage. I showed her the attention she’d been begging for since the day we started fucking around. She was so damn gullible she didn’t even know the damn difference. She didn’t have a clue that it had to be a reason I was all of a sudden showing her some compassion. Silly ho!

  Snapping my fingers to grab the waiter’s attention, I beckoned for him to come to me. When he did, I asked for the check and a to-go container. Stacy got up and went to the restroom but she returned just as the waiter did. He handed me the container and I tossed it over to Stacy.

  “Here! Wrap that shit up so we can go,” I ordered as I tossed three big faces onto the table. I didn’t even stick around and wait on Stacy. I walked right out the restaurant, and if her ass was still in there slow poking around by the time valet came with my ride, she was left.

  I was mad as hell, and the only reason I wasn’t going to knock on Asia’s door is because I was afraid of what I might do to her. Shit like this was the reason I had started stiffing cocaine in the first damn place. Last time this bitch pissed me off, I almost relapsed, but I needed to have a clear state of mind if I wanted to get Asia back, so that was why I flushed the powder down the toilet.

  Asia didn’t know I knew where she rested her head at. I was the man in the streets, and there wasn’t too much that went on that I didn’t find out about, so me finding out where her little ass house was wasn’t very hard.

  “Whose house?” Stacy asked as I slowly rode past Asia’s crib. I know it’s a fucked up move riding past my main lady’s house with this bitch in the car with me, but Stacy knew I’d break her fucking neck if I ever found out she came close to Asia’s house.

  “Don’t fucking worry about!” I sped off after seeing a car besides hers in the driveway. Shooting that bitch up crossed my mind, and if I didn’t have this motor mouth in the car with me, then I would have. I owed that nigga an ass whooping any fucking way for disrespecting me at the club that one night.

  I dropped Stacy off at her crib, and because I was in a fucked up mood, I didn’t even bother getting out. Of course we argued because she wanted me to stay, but my mind was all fucked up. I just wanted to be alone. When I got home, it was damn near three in the morning, and I was restless and stayed up all night drinking and smoking blunts after blunts. Finally around eight a.m., I was ready to go confront this girl.

  When I pulled up at Asia’s house, she was outside in a pair of pajama pants, a tank top—with no bra—and flip-flops on her feet. Her and ol’ boy was all hugged up and shit, pissing me the fuck off. They noticed me getting out my ride and this sucker ass nigga had the nerve to reach for his—I’m assuming—gun, but Asia stopped him. Yea, this nigga was really testing my gangsta.

  “What are you doing here Jay?” Asia called out to me and asked. I didn’t say shit and kept walking. Once I was on her porch, I took a seat in one of the chairs. I could’ve walked inside her house to wait for her, but I didn’t come over on any disrespect type shit; but I guess Asia thought I was, because her funky ass wasted no time getting rid of her little guy friend.

  “How do you know where I live Jay?” Though Asia had just asked me a question, she kept right on walking past me. She tried to slam the door shut in my face, but I was too quick.

  “You have some nerve to be bringing your ass to my house,” she said while walking ahead on me into the living room. My eyes were on her ass the whole time.

  “You don’t have on any panties?” I knew then that she had fucked ol’ boy. Why else would she be walking around with no panties or bra on? Then the nigga spent the night. I never thought Asia would do this to me.

  “What do you want Jay’vion?”

  “Did you fuck him?” I wasn’t answering any questions until she answered one of mines. Shaking my head, I didn’t even want to hear her admit to what I already knew. “So you and that nigga in a relationship now? Why the fuck are you doing me like this Asia?”

  I knew I fucked up in the past, but I was really willing to change for her. Asia was who I wanted to spend the rest of my life with, and if turning in my player cards was what I had to do, then I had no problem doing it. I loved her with every bone that’s in me, and it’s a shame it took her leaving my black ass for me to see that.

  “Whether I’m in a relationship with him or if I fucked him or not isn’t any of your concern, Jay’vion. You and I are over and will never get back together!” she barked, not even bothering to hide her anger towards me.

  “Don’t fucking say that!” Her stating she’ll never get back with me was something I definitely didn’t want to hear. “Asia you know your heart is still with me. I might’ve cheated on you, but I was good to you as well. Did you ever want for anything? No! Whatever you wanted, I made sure you had it. I proposed to you, not those other bitches. That gotta mean something!” This bitch had me on the verge of c
rying. I mean I was really ready to shed a tear over this damn girl. I couldn’t let Asia be with the next nigga. I needed her to see how serious I was.

  “Who the fuck do you think I am, one of these nothing ass hos out here? When will you get it through your thick ass skull that I was never with you for your money or the shit you did for me Jay? I was with you because I loved you. Got-damn! How many times does I have to tell you that? I never asked your sorry ass for a penny! You must have me mixed up with the bitch that I continuously see you with.”

  “Fuck that bitch! I gave you the big ass rock for a reason. You going to be my wife, not those other thot ass hos out there in the streets. Look Asia—” I started, but her rude ass cut me off.

  “Speaking of the ring. I think I gave the mothafucka to the wrong chick. You have this high yellow ass heffa approaching me claiming she was your number one, but I’m always seeing you with that one chick. Yo’ ass lucky I ain’t got shit while you running around here sticking yo’ dick in all these hos. I promise I would’ve killed you this time.” she said as she mushed the side of my head.

  This time? I guess my mama wasn’t lying when she said Asia told her that I gave her Trichomoniasis. Damn! I couldn’t believe her ass didn’t chew my head off about that shit.

  “What you talking about some yellow heffa?” I asked, totally ignoring her comment about the STD. I wanted to know more about the woman that approached her about me. I done fucked with all shades of woman, but like I said, it was only one that could say I ever closed my eyes for a damn nap, and that was Stacy.

  “Some high yellow big booty trick,” she let me know as she rolled her eyes.

  “Some high yellow big booty trick?” I repeated in a hush tone. “And she had a picture of me asleep?”

  Asia just nodded her head up and down. I wouldn’t consider Stacy ass high yellow, but she was a little bright skinned, and I was planning on searching her room inside and out. I swear, I hated to kill that damn girl, but if it came down to that, then I would.