by Mz. Lady P
“Did you dispose of her ass good?”
“Yeah Pops. The crew handled it for me.”
“Does Bella know about this shit?” I hesitated before answering because I knew he was going to get on my ass.
“She was there when I did it.” My father shook his head at me.
“I used to think that I was a reckless motherfucker in my day but you got your Daddy beat. You marry her one day and the next you kill your baby momma in front of her. I wouldn’t be surprised if Bella ain’t on a flight right now on her way back home as we speak.
“Bella wouldn’t do that.” I said that shit with a lot of confidence because I knew Bella better than she knew herself.
“Yeah aight. Keep thinking shit sweet. I thought I had Tina wrapped around my finger and I lost her. Get your shit together. You have a second chance with her. Don’t fuck it up son. We got the kids. Gone back over there and make sure Bella is good.” We dapped it up and I headed back over to the hotel. The entire drive over Bella was on my mind heavily. Bella loves me but is that enough to keep her dealing with a nigga like me. The sound of my messages going off brought me out of my thoughts. I looked and it was a message from Bella.
Better Half: Where are you?
Me: On my way back.
Better Half: Hurry. I’m scared in here by myself.
Minutes later I made it back to the hotel. When I made it into the suite, it smelled good as hell. I walked into the kitchen area and Bella had cooked dinner, baked chicken breast over fettuccini Alfredo. I was in shock when I found Bella in the bedroom smoking a blunt and drinking some D’usse. I felt bad I had traumatized my baby to the point where she was now smoking weed and drinking dark liquor.
“Thanks for cooking,” I said as I kissed her on the lips.
“What type of wife would I be if I didn’t feed you?” She passed the blunt to me and knocked back a shot.
“Regardless of whether you cook for a nigga or not, I know that you’re a good wife.” I exhaled the smoke and laid back on the bed. I was surprised when Bella straddled me. My dick got hard instantly as I felt her grinding up against me. That D’usse had her hot and ready.
“I know that you think I’m all soft and delicate but I’m not. I’ve been through some shit this past year and it has made me stronger. I won’t lie and say that seeing you kill in front of me wasn’t scary because it was. Don’t you ever do no shit like that in front of me again. What you did was not only selfish to me but it was also selfish to Jazzy. I deserve the right to know when you’re about to do some shit like that. Let me decide if I want to stand there and see some shit like that. You were wrong for doing that to Jazzy. Regardless of anything Sahara was still her mother. You didn’t have to kill her like that, especially not while Jazzy was in the other room.”
“I apologize for doing the shit in front of you but I don’t apologize for killing her ass. Fuck that bitch; she deserved to die for playing games with my daughter.”
“Do I have to worry about you killing me too?” I looked at her like she was crazy. For her to ever think that I would bring physical harm to her hurt. Bella should know that I would never do no shit like that to her. I removed her from my lap and walked out of the room. I felt myself getting angry and I didn’t want to lash out at her. I already had shit on my plate. I still needed the diamonds. Not to mention I had to get at the bitches Fatima and India. I had eyes on their asses back home, so all I had to do was wait this shit out and think strategically. I’m not feeling the outcome of my hasty decision making. It had been a minute since I smoked a cigarette but after the day I had, I needed one bad as hell. I sat out on the balcony just looking out at the night sky. Dubai was like the most beautiful, calming place during the night and day. I felt Bella before she even made it out on the balcony. Bella approached me and wrapped her arms around my waist.
“I didn’t mean to make you upset. Today was just really scary. I love you Jayceon and I don’t want to fear you, mainly because you’ve never given me a reason to. It’s just that you have a side of you that scares the shit out of me.”
“I don’t want you to be scared of me. You’re my wife and I love you more than words can express. I will never bring you any harm Bella.” I turned around so that I could wrap my arms around her. She laid her head on my chest and I couldn’t help but to kiss the top of her forehead.
“I’m sorry that all of my bullshit has ruined our happy occasion.”
“For better or worse, right?” Hearing Bella say those words made a nigga relax a little. She was looking sexy as fuck in nothing but a T-shirt and a pair of panties. I couldn’t help but kiss her passionately as I slipped two fingers inside of her pussy. She got wet instantly as I methodically played in the pussy. She was so wet her juices were dripping all over my hands. The shit was feeling so good to Bella that she had buried her face deeper into my chest.
“Bend over Bae.” Bella bent over the lounge chair and I got on my knees behind her.
“What are you doing? Put it in Jayceon. I need to feel you inside of me.”
“I want to eat the booty like groceries first. Don’t worry, I’ma give you all this dick.” I went crazy all over Bella’s ass. I ran my tongue up and down her crack like I was swiping a credit card. I darted my tongue in and of her ass and then I moved down and started to eat her pussy. I stuck my thumb in her ass and that made her go crazy.
“Oh shit! I’m gone cum Jayceon.”
“Oh yeah. Cum on this dick.” I bent her over more so that she had that good arch in her back. I went in for the kill and I started murdering the pussy. I was pounding in and out of Bella so hard she couldn’t formulate a sentence. I watched as her body shook and she coated my dick with her juices. After I released inside her, we both collapsed on the lounge chair. As Bella laid on top of me with her back against my chest, I came up with the perfect plan. I just needed Bella to go along with it.
“I need you to go back home and get something for me.” Bella sat up and turned around to look at me in the face.
“You need me to go get the diamonds?”
“Yeah. I need you to do that for me. Do you think you can handle it?” Bella looked down and played with her hands for a minute.
“I can handle it. Just tell me what you need me to do.”
“Come inside so we can talk about it over dinner.” Bella grabbed her panties and she walked back into the suite. I sat there for a minute just contemplating sending my wife to retrieve those diamonds. I know that Bella could handle it. Over dinner I told her about the diamond location and what she needed to do get them back here to Dubai. That night she called and booked a private flight back to Miami for the next morning. We made love for the rest of the night and the next day she was off to Miami. I would keep the kids while she was away. I was going to make sure I held shit down here while she was out there handling shit for her man.
Chapter 34- Bella
The flight back to Miami was long as ever. I didn’t have nothing but time on my hands to think about what I was about to do. Jayceon continuously asked me was I sure if I wanted to do this. I was skeptical but I wanted to do this for him. I felt like he needed me. Maybe I was trying to prove a point that I could handle the life that Jayceon leads. I guess I really didn’t have a choice. I was his wife after all. There is no way I was going to let him go back to the States knowing there was a possibility he would get arrested. Plus, I needed to head back to tie up some loose ends. It would only take me a day to do what I had to do, so really it was no problem for me to do this. Once my flight landed I headed straight to Jackson Memorial Hospital. My parents had called and left several voice messages about Tyrin being taken off of the ventilator. I needed to show my face so that I wouldn’t look like a suspect, even though I really was the culprit. When I arrived to the hospital to visit him I was told that he had passed already. I placed my shades on my face and headed over to my parent’s house. I needed to part ways with them once and for all. I know that they will never accept Jayceon
. We’re married now and I don’t want to go the rest of my life hearing them down talk my husband. He’s not perfect but that’s not for them to be the judge.
*****
“Where have you been Isabella Santos?” my mother asked as she swung the door open. I swear she could be so rude.
“Hello to you to mother,” I said as I walked past her into the house and sat on the couch. My father was sitting in his in favorite chair reading the paper. I removed my shades and placed the on top of my head.
“What happened to your face Isabella?” my father had asked. I actually had forgot that my face hadn’t healed completely.
“Tyrin is what happened Daddy. He beat me all the time so I had to do what I had to do to get away from him.” I felt tears streaming down my face and I wiped them away. My mother came and sat down next to me. I was surprised when she pulled me into her arms. I laid my head on her shoulders and bawled because I felt the love from her, and it had been so long since she showed me any affection.
“How come you never said anything to us?”
“Really Ma? You made it so hard for me to tell you guys anything. You were so into Tyrin that you didn’t pay attention to the signs of what he was doing to me. I’m not blaming you because it’s my fault because I was dealing with him.”
“It is not your fault Bella. I wish I had known I would have killed that motherfucker myself.” I was shocked to hear my father speak in that manner.
“Did you set that house on fire Isabella?”
“Yes I did.” I couldn’t even believe I was having this conversation with my parents right now.
“Good for his ass. I’m glad his ass died. We might not agree on things but we have never put our hands on you,” my mother said as her and my father both hugged me.
“I know you guys aren’t fond of Jayceon but we got married a couple of days ago. I don’t expect you to like him but please love me enough to respect what I want.”
“We’ve been discussing things and all we want is your happiness. We were wrong for making you choose. It’s been hard not having a relationship with you or our grandson. If Jayceon is what you want then so be it.”
“Thank you guys so much. This means the world to me. I can’t wait to tell Jayceon.”
“Where is Jayceon and the baby?”
“They’re out of the country. I’m actually here just to tie up some loose ends. I’ll keep in contact with you while we’re away. I promise to call every week.” I kissed them both and grabbed my purse to get out of there. I didn’t want to run the risk of them asking me all types of questions. I still needed to find out if they were really genuine. On my way out of the door I noticed a piece of mail that had “Foreclosure Notice” on it. I snatched it up long with a couple of other pieces of mail and placed it in my purse. Once I was in the car I opened them up. I just shook my head because I should have known them motherfuckers were not happy for me. They were flat on their asses broke. The house was in foreclosure and their assets had been frozen due to not paying their damn taxes. They now wanted to be bothered with me because they didn’t have shit. I started the car up and drove away. I wiped the last tear that I would ever shed for my parents. For the longest I’ve been saying that I was done with them but what child doesn’t want love and affection from her parents. For a small moment, I thought they had come around but they were still selfish as ever.
*****
I hadn’t been in the house I shared with Jayceon in so long. I missed everything about living in it. There was so much love shared between us in this house. I couldn’t help but to reminisce on the happier times. Not to say I’m not happy right now, I just want that old thing back. I think that’s a big part of why I married Jayceon. Besides loving him with all my heart, I wanted the old him back, he completed me. I know I sound crazy but I don’t want nobody but him.
Everything in the house was just like I had left it. A sense of guilt washed over me. I started to feel like maybe I never should have just picked up and left. Things probably would have been different. It’s too late now for regrets. I’m over all the shit that hurt me. I’m ready to start his new life with Jayceon and the kids.
I headed straight to the attic where Jayceon says that he hid the diamonds. All this time I had no idea that they were in our house. I’m surprised the police didn’t find them when they raided it. I did a series of knocks on a particular wall panel, and the wall slid open. I stepped inside and retrieved the bag of diamonds that was inside of a fake brick wall. My heartbeat raced as I opened the bag and looked at all of the diamonds. Jayceon has brought me a lot of diamonds but it was nothing compared to what I was holding in my hand. I immediately put it away inside of my Birkin bag in the hidden compartment at the bottom. After closing the panel back, I headed back downstairs and I was on my way out of the door. I didn’t make it out because I was hit in the face with the butt of a gun. I blacked out instantly.
Chapter 35- Fatima
I had been lying in wait, hoping and praying that one day I would see the motherfucker, Jayceon again. I knew his bitch ass was out of the country. He must have forgotten I know how he operates. The only reason I ended up at his house today was because I thought that maybe he would make an appearance. I was kidding myself as usual. Today was our daughter’s birthday and once again he was off in his own world. I became heated as I saw Bella coming out of the house. I had my gun in my purse just in case Jayceon felt the need to put his hands on me. I know he was at my head for the shit India and I pulled. I wish I had never helped that bitch out. As soon as Jayceon disappeared and didn’t follow through with the job, her ass got little on me. I thought me and her had something special.
It was India who helped me get over Jayceon. I never had anyone eat my pussy the way that she did. I liked Rashad but he wasn’t going to cut it. He had more bitches than I could handle. I wanted to be his number one not nineteen. Fuck these niggas and these bitches. A sense of rage came over me as I watched Bella knocked out on the floor. Her long beautiful hair was looking perfect laid out on the floor. All I could hear in my head was Jayceon bragging on how beautiful her hair was. In an instant I went and found the kitchen to look for some scissors. Once I found them, I went crazy cutting all of her hair off. When I got done it looked like Edward Scissorhands had gotten a hold to her shit. I looked at the Birkin bag that she had and I took that motherfucker. I should be the only bitch walking around rocking shit like this. I swear I have never been so jealous of another woman in my life. I think what makes me hate her ass the most is the fact that I know he truly loves this bitch. Bella started to come to and I just stood over her watching her struggle to open her eyes. I laughed as her eyes bucked at seeing me standing over her.
“Fatima. What are you doing?” She slowly sat up and started to look around her.
“Girl, you look fucked up,” I said as I handed her a mirror to look at herself.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhh! What did you do to my hair? Why are you doing this to me?” Bella was crying and panicking but I didn’t give a fuck. I hated her because she was who he chose. I thought that after hitting my daughter with my car and killing her, it would make him love me even more. Her death only pushed him further away. I know that you’re shocked to hear me make that revelation but it’s true. I was on my way to the park to meet up with them. As I drove my car, I noticed him putting a bitch’s number in his phone. Something came over me and I pressed down on the accelerator not knowing my daughter had ran in the street for the ball. I didn’t know until later when he called and told me she was dead. I knew that he would murder me if he knew the truth. He was a ruthless motherfucker behind closed doors. I had endured so much being with him, I deserved to have his last name. I’m looking at this rock on this bitch hand and I want that too.
“Shut up! All that crying is getting on my nerves.” I went to snatch the ring from her fingers but Bella pounced on me and we started to fight. I didn’t think the prissy bitch had it in her. She was handling my ass. I still had the g
un in my hand and we tussled over it. Some type of way she got the gun away from me and let off as many rounds as she could, hitting me each and every time.
Chapter 36- India
The sound of gunfire caused me and Vladimir to take cover. We were on our way inside of Jayceon’s house through the side door. We both took our guns out and slowly proceeded into the house. This motherfucker, Jayceon, was playing with my life by keeping those diamonds. I was in a lot of debt with the Russians. I promised the diamonds to them to pay off a debt that I owed for a job that had fell through. Mr. G just happened to be a casualty of war. I hated to bring Jayceon and the crew in on my bullshit but they were the only ones I knew who could pull the shit off. Little did I know them motherfuckers had an agenda of their own. When my father, Bones, got out, he was going to help me get the diamonds from them but all along his ass was a snitch. I was thinking he was out and ready to do right by his one and only daughter. Wrong. He still had a hard on for Jayceon’s father, Rock. The government was still trying to find millions of dollars from one of their heists. The whereabouts of the money is still a mystery. Bones is dead and Rock is still a free man. Had I known he was a snitch I never would have fucked with his ass. I wish I never ate the bitch, Fatima’s pussy. She was all in love and shit. I wasn't on that. I just needed her dumb ass to tell me how they operated. Her ass sang like a bird. After Jayceon and the crew disappeared so did I. I knew some shit was up when they didn’t follow through with the heist. I knew he was at my head so I got the fuck out of dodge. I had put a tracking system on Fatima’s car and she had no idea. That’s how I knew her ass was at Jayceon’s house. I had come back to the city at the demands of Vladimir, the Russian Mob boss that I owed the money too.
