by Mz. Lady P
“Bend that ass over the couch. Ain’t this what you wanted?” Before I could speak or bend over on my own, he roughly flipped me over and rammed himself inside of me; there was no pleasure in what he was doing to me. He was taking all his pain and frustrations out on me. I just laid there and let him do him. Minutes later he pulled out and let go all over my ass. As soon as he was finished, I jumped up and took off towards my bedroom. I hopped back in the shower and poured the soap all over my body. At that moment I felt so fucking dirty. I scrubbed my face until it was sore. The way a man treats you during sex is how he feels about you. Jayceon treated me like a bitch on the streets tonight. That’s how he viewed me these days. I felt like the lowest of the low. I climbed in bed and cried myself to sleep. I made a vow to myself that the days of loving Jayceon were officially over. Bella could have him. I no longer feel the need to get him to love me anymore. It’s over between us. The day our daughter died so did we. Going forward it’s strictly business between us.
Chapter 5- Jayceon
When I left Fatima’s crib I headed straight to my OG crib. I couldn’t even look my baby Bella in the face after the shit I just did with Fatima. She was giving me the business with her mouth. The shit was feeling too good. I needed to hurry up and take control of the situation. I hated to dog her like that because she’s not that type of girl. If she was she could never have given birth to my seed. I felt like shit after talking to my mother. I had no clue that Bella had overheard the conversation between Fatima and my mother. Fatima knew the shit. Instead of her saying something she tries to seduce a nigga. I can’t blame her for anything. That shit was all on me. I’m supposed to know better because I know that Fatima still loves a nigga. Not to mention I’m in love with Bella and the last thing she deserves is a nigga stepping out on her. She’s a good ass woman and she doesn’t deserve that.
My mother got on me about never discussing shit with Bella. I know I’ve been wrong for keeping her in the dark about things. I just don’t want her looking at a nigga different. Instead of going home, I went to the guest room and went to sleep. I would just go home in the morning. I sent Bella a text letting her know where I was at. We haven’t seen or spoken to one another since our big blowout this morning. I know I made her feel some type of way about how I reacted to her questioning, hopefully, she would forgive a nigga.
The next morning I woke up and Bella was lying next to me. She looked so beautiful sleeping. I couldn’t help but kiss her beautiful lips as she slept. Her eyes popped open and she stroked my face gently. She sat up and went into bathroom. When she came back she started slipping on her shoes.
“How come you didn’t wake me up?”
“You were sleeping so good I didn’t want to wake you. When I received your text, I tried calling you but it went to voicemail. I didn’t want to sleep alone so I came over. I have to go into work today. I’ll see you later when I get home.”
“Can we talk before you leave?” I knew she was salty at me and it was understandable. I just didn’t want her to walk around all day mad at me.
“We can talk later when I get home. I love you Jayceon.”
“I love you too Ma.” I walked over to her and kissed her passionately, morning breath and all. She left out and then I couldn’t help but feel bad all over again. I had to make shit right with my baby. Once I handled my hygiene, I went and joined my mother in the kitchen. She had made skirt steak, cheese eggs, grits, and toast.
“Good Morning Ma.” I went and sat next to her at the table. She had already made my plate and kept it warm for me. I loved how my mother has always catered to us. Even when my father was out, she would fix our plates and his plate first before she sat down. She was always such a homemaker. One would never know she was one of the most ruthless bank robbers ever.
“Good Morning son, are you feeling better this morning?” She sat my plate in front of me and brushed her fingers over my hair. She had been doing that since I was a kid.
“I’m better, I just want to make things right with Bella. I don’t like the way she looks at me since she found out about Angelica and Fatima.”
“That look is doubt baby. Bella gives you her all and has probably told you some of her deepest secrets, for you to hold something back like that from her, it has her doubting everything. I know your intentions were good but she doesn’t know that Jayceon. Make things right with her. She needs you, after all, we’re her family now.”
“Do you think I should tell her what I really do for a living?” I had been contemplating coming clean about everything.
“Bella isn’t ready for all of that. Trust when the time is right, then you tell her. Things are too risky right now.” My mother kissed me on the forehead and walked out of the kitchen. After I ate breakfast, I got on the phone and made some calls. I needed to take my baby on vacation before this next big heist. She deserves a getaway and of course, a shopping spree.
Chapter 6-Skylar
“Silly of Me” Deniece Williams
Silly of me to think that I
Could ever have you for my guy
How I love you
How I want you
Silly of me to think that you
Could ever really want me too
How I love you
You’re just a lover out to score
And I know that I should be looking for more
What could it be in you I see?
What could it be?
I had been playing this old school song by Deneice Williams over and over again. I had been in a real funk since I woke up this morning. For some reason, before I even handle my hygiene, I’m checking my Instagram and Facebook pages. I wish like hell I had never checked it this morning. My heart dropped as I saw all the congratulation posts to the bitch, Aisha. She and I had been dealing with Tech at the same time over the years. I guess I’m what you would call his best-kept secret, because no one knows about us but Bella, she knows because we have a sister relationship and I can tell her anything. I really despise this bitch Aisha. The sad thing about it is that she has never done anything to me. I just hate her because she gets to do all the things that I have always dreamed of doing with Tristan. I’ve been in love with Tristan a.k.a Tech since I was younger. He knew that I had it bad for him but he would never take it there with me. Once I turned eighteen, he took my virginity and I’ve been fucking with him ever since. We didn’t have some fairy tale ass hook up, so there is no need for me to even front about it. However, now at the age of twenty–three, I’m tired of living in the shadows while he gets to flaunt his bitch around. There is nothing I could do about it though. My brother and father would kill Tech if they ever found out about us.
Tech has always treated me good. He has bought me a house, a brand new 2015 Porsche truck, my own black card courtesy of him; he gives me anything my spoiled ass wants. I could care less about all of this materialistic shit. All I want is him. I really don’t need anything from Tech. My brother and my mother take care of me just fine. I want so badly to just get out and be independent like Bella; we’re the same age but on two totally different levels. I want so bad to own my business but as long as Jayceon has a say so, that will never happen. Since our father’s incarceration, Jayceon has stepped up to the plate and taken on the father role. I love Jayceon but I hate Blockka. When my sweet brother morphs into Blockka he’s like the Incredible Hulk. There is no stopping his path of destruction. That’s why he simply can’t find out about Tech and I.
I can’t believe she is about to have his baby. I had been crying ever since I saw his arms wrapped around her small little pouch. He had been hiding this shit from me. I was hurt because I was just two months pregnant and I had to get an abortion. That shit hurt my heart so bad. Bella was there to comfort me because I couldn’t tell my brother or my mother. Tech promised me that he would make her get an abortion as well, but now I wake up and see this shit. I immediately start calling his phone leaving voicemails, threatening to put that shit out there if that b
itch doesn’t get an abortion. I also threatened to tell my brother. After saying those things, I regretted it because that’s not the type of woman I am. I’m not some bitter, vengeful bitch. I was only speaking out of anger.
I had been doing a lot of contemplating about the shit we were doing. I was unhappy while he was able to go out and be with other women openly because we had to be a secret. I was tired of being his little secret. Tech has always been good to me but I’m no longer beat being his secret. It’s best I let him go. The shit is going to be hard because he’s the only man I’ve ever been with. I don’t even know how to be around another man. Who the fuck am I fooling; I don’t even want another man. The only man I want is Tristan “Tech” Williams. Unfortunately, the cards aren’t working in my favor.
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“Get the fuck out of my house Tristan, with your lying black ass.” I had come home from shopping and this nigga was in my bed chilling. Any other day I would have been happy as hell but fuck that shit. Today ain’t my motherfucking day. All day I’ve been just thinking and the more I thought about this shit, the madder I got.
“I done told you about your fucking mouth Sky. Shut the fuck up before I put ya ass out and make you sleep on the couch.” Oh yeah. I forgot when I’m mad I have a vicious ass tongue and don’t give a fuck what comes out of my mouth.
“I wish you would. This my shit. I don’t give a fuck if you did pay for it. Go with that baboon looking bitch and that baby baboon she carrying. Fuck you nigga. I’m fed up with this shit.” Before I knew it Tristan had jumped up and started choking my ass.
“Here you go with that fucking childish ass shit again. You knew what it was when we started this shit Sky. We both know we can’t let this shit go any further. I fucked up getting Aisha pregnant but what the fuck you want me to do Sky?” He loosened the grip around my neck and just stared at me with those gray ass eyes I fell in love with.
“I want to tell Jayceon about us so that we can be together. I’ll just have to accept the fact that you’re having a baby with her. I’m tired of this secret. I want the world to know that you’re my man and I’m you’re woman. I love you Tristan.” I wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him tight as hell. I knew what his answer would be. I just needed to feel him once more before I walked away from this shit.
“I love you too Skylar. You and I both know we can’t do that. We both stand to lose a lot if he finds out. Now is not the time for you to be trying to pull this shit. How come you just can’t wait until the time is right?”
“It’s funny you always say ‘now is not the time’. That’s always your answer when it’s something that I want. I wanted to have our baby but it wasn’t the right time. I want to be official but now is not the time. I tell you what, when the time comes, hit me up and not a moment sooner. Maybe I’ll be single, maybe I won’t. Get the fuck out and in case I didn’t tell you before, congratulations on your little ugly ass bundle of joy.” I walked out of my bedroom and into my guest room. I threw myself across the bed and cried my eyes out. This was the hardest thing I had to do but I knew it was for the best. What was the sense of being with a man that no one could know about? I’ve given five years of my life to a relationship that never worked out in my favor. All I got was a broken heart and a trip to the fucking clinic. I love Tech but I have to start loving me more. I was so upset that I needed to call Bella. I was in desperate need of one of our heart-to-heart conversations.
Chapter 7- Tristan A.KA Tech
Skylar had really fucked a nigga head up with the shit that she was on. She knows that I love the shit out of her little ass. I hate that we can’t just put the shit out there but that’s the way it has to be. For the sake of peace, it’s a must we keep shit on the low. Now don’t get it twisted. There ain’t a drop of hoe in my blood but the last thing I want is to have beef with my best friend about fucking with his little sister. Skylar knows that shit is going to get real if the truth ever came out about us, so I really don’t know why she would even want that shit to be revealed. Plus, it would be bad for business on my part. I’m a rich ass man because of Blockka. Not to mention he’s my best friend. Looking back on shit I can honestly say it was wrong on my part for even allowing things to get intimate between Sky and I. For as long as I could remember she always had a crush on me. We all thought it was cute. Her mother always used to tease her about trying to look pretty for me. In their eyes, they thought she was just a teenager crushing on her brother’s friend. Little did they know it was so much more than that on her part.
I always shot down her advances because she was so damn young. I never even looked at her like that. She was a sister to me and I was her brother. On her eighteenth birthday, we gave her a big ass party at the hotel. Everybody was there turning up for Sky. Everybody was so fucked up, we were just crashing in each other’s rooms. I laid across the bed in my room and went to sleep. I woke up to go to the bathroom and Skylar was coming out naked. Her body was so fucking beautiful. I knew that I shouldn’t have been looking but I just couldn’t resist it. I was surprised when she stepped closer and wrapped my arms around her waist. She stood on the tip of her toes and kissed me. In an instant, I had her on her back spread eagle, taking her virginity. She felt good as fuck then and she feels even fucking better now. It should be a crime to be that young and so fucking beautiful. Her caramel skin is so soft and flawless. She doesn’t need any makeup. Her hazel brown eyes be having a nigga in a trance every time I look into them. Her body is the perfect shape. All of her curves are in the right places. She’s not too big or small, but just right for a nigga.
I’ve been rocking with shorty ever since. Whatever she wants she gets it no questions asked, that’s bae. She has my heart sewed the fuck up; she has my heart and she doesn’t even know it. Right now it don’t seem like it but I have every intention on wifing her ass. When the time was right. I knew she was dead ass serious when she said she wasn’t fucking with a nigga anymore. My shorty ain’t never told me that before. I wasn’t feeling that shit at all. I had been trying my best to call her since I left her crib, but just that fast she had changed her number on a nigga. She was gone make me choke her little ass. This shit with Skylar couldn’t knock me off my square though. I needed to focus on this upcoming heist. The money is my motivation. Not to mention I do this shit to spoil her ass. I hope that my little baby will come around. I’m going to be sick as fuck if she stops fucking with a nigga for good.
Chapter 8 -Bella
I tried hard to focus on my paperwork but all I could think about was Jayceon. I could only imagine what he must be going through without his daughter. The more I sat down at my desk, the more I started to feel bad for being mad at him. Although I knew that I should be mad about him blowing up at me, I really have no reason to be mad or hurt about something that happened before my time. I think the way I’m acting is showing my age. I want Jayceon to know that I’m capable of handling situations without crying about it.
Knowing that it was his daughter’s birthday the day before, I decided to do something nice. Hopefully he won’t be mad at me. I was calling it a day early. I would just work from home if I was needed by one of clients. I stopped at the store and got a small birthday cake and some balloons. When I walked inside the house, Jayceon was in our bedroom watching Sportscenter.
“What are you doing home so early?” He sat up and helped me unzip my dress and take off my shoes. I went inside the closet and changed into some yoga pants and a tank top.
“I have a surprise for you. Come downstairs.” I pulled him downstairs to the kitchen. He was looking at me like I was crazy.
“What’s all this for?” I stood in front of him and grabbed his face so I that I can look into his eyes.
“I’m sorry about Angelica. I know that it’s hard for you so that’s why you didn’t tell me about her. Instead of hurting over her death we’re going to celebrate her life. Going forward, every year on her birthday we’re going to have a big celebration along with Fatima.
I know that she’s hurting too. I think you guys should sit down and talk. In honor of it being her birthday, we’re going to have ice cream and cake. The balloons are for her balloon release. We’re going to attach messages to her on the string.” I kissed his lips and he just stood looking at me.
“You’re so fucking amazing Bella. I’m sorry for raising my voice at you yesterday. As far as my daughter goes, it just hurts to fucking bad to talk about her. I should have told you about her and Fatima.” He was now sitting on the barstool with me in between his legs.
“It’s okay, I forgive you. Now come on, let’s write our messages and release the balloons. You can tell me all about her and show me some pictures. I bet she was beautiful.” I wiped the tears from his face and we got started with our little celebration. I was glad that I was able to put a smile on his face. I could tell that he was really hurting over her death. For the rest of the day Jayceon told me funny stories about Angelica and I could tell he felt a whole lot better. It felt great lying in his arms while we looked at Angelica’s pictures. I loved this man more than life itself and despite this little bump in the road, I knew he felt the same.
Later that night, we were lying in bed naked after having passionate sex. Our bodies were intertwined with one another. I swear the feeling of his heartbeat was giving me so much life. He was lightly snoring. I just watched him as he slept. I couldn’t help but to reach up and kiss his juicy ass lips. He opened his eyes and kissed me back. I don’t know what came over me or why I was even about to say this. The question just came out.
“Let’s get married, Jayceon.”
“What?” he said as he started laughing at me, not knowing that I was dead ass serious. Deep down inside I knew that I was crazy for this shit, but I was in love him and I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him.
