by Tiece
He got inside Scarlett’s car. His thoughts were on Gwen’s condition, but then he thought about Scarlett for a moment. He didn’t want to call and alarm her. After all, she was returning home that morning anyway. His sister could be unpredictable, so it was hard to call how she would react to such news about their mama. He would definitely have to feel her out first before saying anything. He blinked his sleepy eyes a few times while cranking the ignition. He tried his best to clear his mind for a safe trip as he finally headed home for some rest.
Chapter 12
Luke followed Scarlett into her bedroom. They had finally made it back, and to her, it was a bittersweet moment. Upon entering her bedroom, she immediately sat on the bed and let out a deep breath.
He looked at her and smiled. “What’s wrong?”
She just looked up at him, sad eyed, as if she was already beaten.
“Don’t be sad because we’re back. I wanted to stay longer too.” She just smiled. “I promise there will be plenty more of those trips,” he said sitting her luggage on the floor.
Luke kissed her softly on the forehead. “Are you sure you’re okay? This long face is only because we’re back, right?”
She wanted to come clean, but that shit was much harder than it seemed. His perception of her was already set so high. “Yep, that’s all it is. I just wanted the trip to last a little longer.” She assured him, but he wasn’t convinced.
“Alright then, I’m gonna get on outta here. I have a few drops to make today, and some catching up to do since I’d been held captive by this beautiful woman all weekend.” He said, bending down to kiss her soft lips.
She smiled, then let out a deep breath, already feeling the heat that was sure to come her way. She stood to her feet, then gave Luke a hug. It almost felt like the last hug he’d ever give her, because once he was home and had the chance to see the video, then her fairytale of a life was going to be over. She knew it. It’s was just a gut feeling she had.
“I’ll walk you to the door,” she said, following him as he led the way to her front door. With another kiss and hug, he was gone.
Scarlett watched him drive all the way down the street. She was consumed with guilt, and full of regret, as her past was soon to surface and shed a whole different light on the person she used to be.
She walked into the kitchen to grab a bottle of water out of the refrigerator. She had to find something to help her swallow the gigantic pill that was about to be shoved down her throat at any given moment. As she passed the kitchen table, reaching out for the refrigerator door, she spotted a brown envelope out of her peripheral. It definitely caught her attention and stopped her in her tracks. She picked it up, noticing her name and address on it along with the word URGENT written from the sender.
Oh My God, this is it. She immediately tore it open to find a CD inside it that more than likely bared all of her dirty secrets.
Scarlett immediately ran into her room and put the CD in her DVD player. She had to know what was really on it. While putting the CD into the player, she read the word COPY on it, which let her know that Luke, without a doubt, had one of the other copies, if not the original. Her hands trembled as she pressed play on the DVD remote, then slowly backed away from the TV, trying to feel for a seat at the foot of her bed.
The video started. “You want me to suck your dick like this?” Scarlett asked. “Le’me show you what you’ve been missing.”
Suave rammed his dick in out of her hungry mouth. Her mouth was soaking wet, taking as much dick as she could get in it. Spit leaked down her hands and onto the bed, causing damp spots in several places. She moaned, feeling the hard pounds from Sean hitting her from the back. His thrusts caused her to grunt as she gagged on Suave’s supersized dick.
Scarlett sat with her mouth partly open and eyes wide the fuck open as she stared, glued to the TV in disbelief. The explicit activity seemed to play forever.
“Turn over, le’me get this good pussy from the front.” Sean instructed, then pulled her to the edge of the bed.
Suave’s erect, seven inches of thickness followed Scarlett’s mouth like a panting dog, begging for a treat. She fingered her clit, then begged for Sean to put it in her ass, while continuing to give Suave the best head he’d ever had. Her pussy was so good that Sean wasn’t about to come out, just to slide it in her ass. So, he forcefully pushed all of his solid goods inside her overflowing well.
“Damn Scarlett, this hot pussy ’bout to make me bust,” Sean excitedly remarked.
Suave began pumping harder, as if hearing another man say he was about to bust turned him on. “Hell, me too,” he added.
Sean pulled out and nutted all over Scarlett’s stomach. She squirmed and rubbed it in her skin like lotion, then tasted all of Suave’s juices after he’d let it flow inside her mouth. Being that she hadn’t mastered the abilities to swallow at the time, she just let it run back out the side of her mouth, then licked her lips as sign of satisfaction. The video stopped.
Scarlett buried her face in the palm of her hands. The remnants of the video awakened a part of her that she’d tried so desperately to put to sleep. She couldn’t believe how clear the video was, for someone who didn’t even know that they were being recorded. It was hard at first to recognize who she was, but after Sean called out her name, it all became evident and surreal. She was devastated and embarrassed to know that Luke also had a copy of the same video and would probably see it as soon as he got home.
She picked up her phone to call Nina. She wanted to just cry and show her the video, so she’d understand what the bitch had on her, but she was too embarrassed to even let Nina see it. The phone rang until it went to voicemail. “Damn, when I really need your ass,” she said, falling back on the bed and drowning herself in an ocean full of misery.
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Nina checked her caller ID and saw that Scarlett had called, but she had a lot going on at the moment and couldn’t answer. As she was sitting her phone back down on the end table, an incoming text message came through from Stephen.
I’m sorry about what happened this morning. You know I’m not the type of person to ever get that angry. I want you to know that being involved in something as ridiculous as that shit has hurried me to make a decision as to how I want things to be in my life. I’ve also made my decision about the woman I need in it, too. You know that playing with other’s feelings just ain’t something I do. Stephen
Nina was stuck for a moment. Was Stephen leaving her? That was the only thing she could make out of the text message, and it hurt her. As usual, Rick always had a hand in bringing her down and tearing her life apart.
“Why the fuck did you show up over here this morning like that?” she fussed.
“Because you ’round here still sleeping with Stephen and tryna be slick.” Rick angrily scolded.
“So what, Rick! We’re not together anymore. We hadn’t been together in over a year or better, and you think that I’m always gonna be here for you. NOT, you’re sadly mistaken.” She argued.
“I don’t care who you fuck, you ain’t gon’ fuck with him no more.” he said, already knowing that Stephen was way more of a man than he was.
The threat of him easing his way back in would surely push him out the way, since Nina’s blinders were finally off. Keeping Nina on her toes and out of Stephen’s life was due to only one thing, and that one thing she didn’t want any more, his sex. He loved his baby mama, but hard times seemed to always follow him, and therefore he couldn’t ever get his shit straight. And, even though Nina loved him, feeling sorry for him always was her downfall. The good sex only added a little sugar to the cake.
Nina shook her head as she looked over at Rick. He wasn’t even looking like the same person anymore. His handsome features were still there, but he looked tired. She was done with his excuses for not being a good father to his kids. He didn’t mean as much to her as he had in the past, for the simple fact that she could only take so much of his absence and instabil
ity. Good dick wasn’t even cutting it no more.
“Look, you came here this morning wanting to show your ass on Stephen. We’re talking about the same man who took in your kids, and still love them like his own.”
“Well they ain’t,” he irritably cut in.
“See, that’s your problem right there.” She shook her head with her arms folded. “You don’t even see when another man is helping your dumb ass. Your pride is too big to just accept the fact that you’re not in a position to help me with these bills or your kids.”
“What bills? You live on a voucher and you get almost eight-hundred dollars in food stamps.” He argued as if he had a point.
“I have other shit going on ’round here like a broken washer machine, the kids needing shoes, the utility bill running anywhere from two to three-hundred dollars a month. Not to mention my loans and other every day household necessities.”
“If you say so,” Rick coolly stated as if he still couldn’t see it.
“Now I see why Stephen punched you in the face.” Nina gloated.
“He better be glad he caught me off guard.” he said, thinking about the one hitter quitter that actually decked him so hard in the face that it laid him flat on his ass.
“If you say so,” Nina mocked. “You just always thought Stephen was scared of your ass because he never confronted you or because he’d eased on by you when picking up the kids without saying a word, even though you were the stupid one always throwing jabs.”
She smirked. “I think you need to put something on that eye, because it’s starting to look bad.”
This heated Rick up as he stood there feeling less than a man. He had only come over there to get some straightening because Stephen had stayed the night, but ended up getting pounded by an unexpected fist. Stephen definitely wasn’t the same man he’d run over in the past.
“I’m ’bout to go see how bad this eye is. That nigga better be glad that the kids were back there sleep, or I would’ve mopped his ass up on your floor.”
That tickled Nina pink. “Keep fooling for yourself,” she stated with her arms folded. “Now get out of my house. It’s over between us. I don’t want any more sex with you, and I definitely don’t need a nigga in my life that’s only dragging me down.”
“I’ll be glad to leave this bitch! You ain’t shit! I don’t even know why I had children by you.”
“You are a sack of shit! If I never saw your ugly ass again I wouldn’t be mad about it.”
“What?” Rick hissed and moved as if he wanted to put his hands on her for saying such hurtful shit.
“I said if you died today or tomorrow, you will have done us a favor. Maybe then I can get a lil S.S.I. out your ass for the lil time you spent on somebody’s J.O.B.”
“Fuck you, Nina!” He yelled, and then stormed out of the door.
Nina stood there with her arms folded, still upset about the events that had taken place earlier, thanks to Rick being a dick.
Thank God the kids were sleep. She thought then picked up her phone to call Scarlett back, only to not get a response. “And when I really need to talk to her,” she said miserably, flopping down on her sofa then disappointedly shaking her head.
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It was around noon, and the rain had begun to drizzle. Anton, Breanne, Tommy, and Ash sat across from each other at the Waffle House on Wheeler Road. Tommy drank Sprite from his cup and looked over at Anton.
“It’s been three days, man, since we set the plan in motion. I mean, we need to make some moves.” Tommy stated.
“I know, man. The nigga don’t wanna leave his house, or when he does, it’s hard to predict how long he’ll be out.” Anton agreed.
“I can’t even keep up with him,” Ash stated. “It’s like since we got the key made, he got ghost on my ass.”
“Yeah, what the hell is going on between y’all?” Breanne asked.
“Nothing is going on between us. He’s just been busy as hell. Hell, all I know is that he was meeting one of his Cuban friends over the weekend, and since then, he’s been running ’round like a chicken with his head cut off.”
Tommy grinned at her comment. “That nigga gon’ be looking like a chicken with his head cut off when we stick his ass.” They laughed as Ash’s phone began to ring.
“Tonight would be perfect because of the rainy weather and shit,” Breanne chimed in while staring out the window.
Ash smiled. “Hold up, this him right now.” She put her index finger up to her lips to quiet the talking, then answered her phone.
Anton stared at her in silence. He was eagerly waiting for the opportunity to make this hit happen.
“Hey Babe,” Ash answered.
“What’s up, sweetheart.”
“What have you been up to? I haven’t talked with you since Saturday morning.” Ash pouted.
“I know. I told you I had some business to take care of,” he reminded her.
“I know, and I’m not hounding you or anything. I just hope that everything is okay,” she said.
“It is, don’t worry. Remember I told you that my friend is in town, and when he’s in town, I have to really be on top of my shit.”
“Yeah, I remember. So are you calling to tell me that I’m not gonna see you tonight either?”
“You know I wanna see you,” he responded. “I know I’m not looking for a relationship, but you’re the only female I like to kick it with like that.” Ash blushed while Tommy gestured for her to hurry up.
“I know,” she said then got quiet.
“As a matter of fact, I might be free later, if not, then tomorrow for certain. We’ll go to the movies.”
Ash went to blushing again as if he’d asked her to marry him. “Uh, sure, the movies sound great.”
Anton smiled on the inside. Their plan was finally coming together. They watched her giggle a few more times between small talk, and then finally hung up.
“’Bout damn time,” Tommy said, causing Ash to roll her eyes at him.
“So y’all are going out later?” Breanne pondered.
“Yep, but that could be today later or tomorrow later,” Ash gloated with a huge smile on her face. She and Breanne gave each other high five.
“It’s about to be on and popping,” Breanne laughed.
“Yeah finally,” Tommy chimed in. “So, boss, what the deal is?” Tommy asked as if Anton was the ringleader of the heist now.
“Yeah baby, you seem to be a little more reserved and quiet today.” Breanne added.
“Nah, I was just thinking. I’m ready to get this shit over with,” he commented. He had a lot on his plate and was ready to make this plan do what it do.
Gwen’s medical expenses were constantly on Anton’s mind, and more than anything, he wanted her to be okay. He figured that this opportunity would give his mom another chance at life. Scarlett’s behavior was also weighing heavily on his mind. She’d been acting strange since she’d made it back, and he really didn’t have a chance to tell her about Gwen’s condition yet. He stared out the window in silence for a few seconds, then directed his attention back to the plan.
“Okay, so Ash, as soon as y’all leave for the movies, hit Bree up. We don’t want to leave until you’re both sitting down in your seats to watch the movie,” Anton instructed.
“I understand,” Ash confirmed.
“Bree is going to time you, then call. Ignore the first call, then she’ll wait another fifteen minutes and call back. At that time, text her back with y’all’s code if the coast is clear.” Tommy added.
“Yeah, Breanne cut in. You can just text something like you are inside the movies and you will call me back when it’s over.”
“And then Bree will hit us up to let us know that the coast is clear. From there, Ant and I will be making our way over to that nigga’s crib.”
Anton approved of the plan as he nodded his head in agreement. “The only thing I’m concerned about is his pussy ass cousin and where he might be,” Anton said. �
�I’d hate to have to hurt a bitch tonight.”
Ash chimed in. “I’ll check on his whereabouts and let you know when I text Bree. Well, that’s if I know something, but I should before we leave.”
Tommy looked at her sideways. “The only thing I’m concerned about is Ash getting soft on that nigga. I saw the way you were smiling on the phone with him.”
“Shut up, Tommy! Are you jealous?” she asked.
They laughed, but Tommy was serious. He didn’t want this shit to blow in their faces because it could be deadly if it ever did.
“My girl wouldn’t do no shit like that,” Breanne reassured him.
“Hell no,” Ash commented. “I mean, I can’t lie. I’m digging the nigga, but that has nothing to do with robbing his ass. I’m a money hungry bitch, and my people come first.” She winked at Tommy with a smile on her face. “Trust me, if things go as planned, he’ll never know it was us and I can have my cake and eat it too.”
“Sounds good to me,” Breanne stated.
“Well, let’s go,” Anton said. “I have somewhere I need to go.” He was thinking about his mom. The only person that he’d mentioned her condition to was Tommy, and talking to Tommy was like talking to his damn self.
Anton was watching music videos when Dr. Bower entered the room. He immediately walked over and shook Anton’s hand.
“How are you doing, son?” Dr. Bower asked.
“I’m doing good, considering the circumstances.” Anton responded.
Dr. Bowers nodded his head. “I can understand that. I’m glad you’re here, because your mom’s blood work is already back. I had a rush put on it.”
“Is everything all good with her?” Anton asked.
“Right now it is, because she’s here and we’re treating her as best as we can. The blood work shows that your mom has been infected with AIDS.” Anton instantly felt overwhelmed. He was literally speechless. “I have to be honest with you. She’s had this disease for a very long time. I’m guessing for the last eight plus years, at least, because it’s progressing.”
