“Listen Tiffany we are doing the right thing, we have our whole life to plan for kids, we are just getting to know each other, my life is not together right now, we are both young,” I rubbed her back for emphasis, “We are going to get through this together baby, I promise, “ I said tilting her chin up. I hope all of this tender shit was working because I am ready for this shit to be over with so that I can get on with my life. This bitch acting like she ain’t do this shit before when I am sure she did, the way I saw shorty act around all of those dudes the night I met her at the club, she had to be accustomed to shit like this. We paid for parking, and went inside of the clinic. When her name was called, I waited out in the waiting room for like four hours. I wondered how my grandmother was doing and I also wondered about Willemena. Dam have you ever just been feeling somebody, and you just had that chemistry with them and it was just unexplained? That’s how I felt about shorty. I loved the fact that I knew she was home waiting for me. On some real g shit, I really just wanted to go home, smoke an L and fuck shorty. I really didn’t want to be here around these sad ass people, and in this stupid ass situation. I looked around the waiting room and this shit was packed. I went outside to get a breath of fresh air. When I looked around, I saw Billboards posted about college, and job opportunities, I really wanted to better myself and get my shit together. I even thought about seeing my father in jail, and finally finding it in my heart to forgive that nigga for what he did to my mom. I guess falling in love will do that to you, that shit will have you revaluating your whole life. I love Willemena, from the moment I first saw her on those stairs, I didn’t know it then but I wanted to love and protect her, and I felt in some strange way that I needed her too. As far as Tiffany goes, I have fun with her, but just the way that I met her has me second guessing shit, I just felt like it’s a fuck thing with her, I just feel like she is sneaky and I can’t trust her. I went back in the clinic just in time because Tiffany was just walking out from behind the double doors. I hugged her and she laid her head on my shoulders.
“You good Tiffany?”
Yeah, just drive me home, Paper,” She said giving me the keys to her car.
I drove her home, and I made sure that she was comfortable in the bed, and she fell asleep instantly, I stayed there for a little with her and then I left, and took the train back home. Before I got to my building, I copped me a bag of weed and some rollup from the store and then I went in the building. I checked on my grandmother in her room and she was sleeping, and when I went in my room, Willemena was sitting up in the bed looking upset.
“Yo, what’s wrong?” I asked her.
“Where you been Paper?”
“Out.”
“Out where? With that girl that’s pregnant?”
She had her arms folded and she had a frown on her face, but she was so beautiful, I really wish she would stop tripping, if she only knew how I felt about her, she would stop.
“Yeah I was with shorty, but it’s not what you think. I took her to go get the abortion,” I said while rolling up a blunt.
“Oh are you cool about that?” She said me.
Fuck does she mean am I cool. Shit, I great, I wasn’t trying to have no seeds with that bitch.
“Yeah, I am good, what about you?”
“Yeah, I am ok, I didn’t tell you but I had a fight at school the other day, and I saw my mother. She asked me if I wanted to come home.”
“Word?” I sparked up the L, “What did you tell her?” I took that first pull and it felt good and had my head feeling right, this is that good shit right here, I thought to myself.
“I told her no, and that I was good where I was at.”
“I am glad to hear that,” I looked at Willemena and she was looking sexy as fuck. I love when she wear those tight wife beaters with her big titties smushed up in them like that, it made my dick so hard.
“What are you looking at?” She asked me.
“You,” I said high as fuck.
She walked over to the chair that I was sitting at, and unzipped my pants, and took my dick out. I thought she was going to fuck me, but she got on her knees, held it and slide her tongue up my shaft.
“Zzzzzz, shorty stop, you don’t have to do that.” I felt like dicking sucking were for the hoes to do, I really didn’t want Willemena to get on her knees for me.
“I want to”, Paper she said looking at me. She put my dick in her mouth and slowly made it disappear. I closed my eyes, and took a strong pull on the blunt and then I put it out. “Come here shorty,” She got up and I took her panties down and picked her up and put her gently on my dick, ahhhh, her shit swallowed me up and fit me like a glove, I am never felt no pussy that felt this good. “ZZZz, ride me girl, go up and down just like that, ahhhh, fucking pussy juice sliding down my dick, “ I said as I lifted up her shirt and nursed on her big ass titties, she had some big ass nipples and I loved it. I sat back in the chair and moved her up and down, and then I lifted her off my dick because it felt like I was about to bust, after a few seconds, I put her back on my dick, but the way her wet pussy was swallowing me up, I got only a few more strokes in before, my dick was throbbing in her. So I pulled out just in time because there was nut everywhere. “Dam you got some good ass pussy, that Nyquil type shit, cause a nigga about to lay down and go right to sleep, she laughed and we curled up together, I heard my phone lightening up with texts, but I ignored that shit, and went her on to sleep.
The next morning, I saw like 20 texts from Tiffany talking about her stomach is cramping up and she need me to come over there and be with her. I waited until Willemena was off to school and then I headed over there to Long island to sit with her for a while. When I got to Tiffany’s crib, she was complaining of cramps and bleeding, so I chilled and watched Netflix, and sparked an L, and smoked that. She ended up smoking with me, and trying to suck my dick, but I didn’t even want head from her, see, that’s how you know these be bitches be with the theatrics, how is she saying her stomach is cramped up and shit, but yet, she wanna suck some dick? Come on that doesn’t even make any sense. I looked at Tiffany and shook my head, “Listen, I need to be heading home in a few, I have things that I gotta do, I need to try and find a job and shit and I gotta check on my grandma.”
“Please Paper stay for a couple more hours, if you need some money, I can give you a couple of hundreds, go in my bag over there and take out three hundred.”
“Nah, I am good, Tiffany here you are trying to bribe a nigga and shit.”
“Please Paper; I need you here with me”. She got up, and got the money out of the bag, and put it in my pocket, and she ended up pulling out my dick and sucking it anyways. I nutted in her mouth and she swallowed everything. I ended up smoking another L with her, and I headed to the train station back to NY. When I got back to Brooklyn, I ended up going to Pitkin Avenue and buying Willemena an iPhone with the money that Tiffany so that she could keep in touch with me, and tell me how my grandmother was doing when I wasn’t home. When I got home and gave it to her, she was dumb happy. She took a picture of us and saved it as her lock screen. I loved my shorty, and I wanted to do everything for her that I could. That night as we laid in bed, she asked me where I saw myself at in three years, I said, “With you.”
“Where do you see yourself Willemena?”
“With you and in college, I wanna go to Florida State University and I want to take up journalism.”
I looked at the shadows that played on the wall from the passing cars from the streets below and I held shorty in my arms even tighter.
“What happened to your mother Paper, why isn’t she here with us?”
I was quiet for a minute, “My pops used to beat her when I was little, and he ended up killing her. He’s upstate now doing life for that shit. I never forgave him for that. But that anger is eating me up, recently I have been thinking that I need to let that shit go and talk to that nigga. He is already paying his dues by being away from society; he doesn’t need me hating him to. And
besides, I love you too much that there is no room for hate inside of me.”
She looked at me and touched my lips and then she kissed me. “Maybe I need to make peace with my mother, maybe one day. Not right now because the time isn’t right.”
I kissed her forehead and we went to bed like that.
It’s been two months passed, and things were going ok, My grandma, has been back and forth in the hospital, but she hasn’t really had any bad heart attack episodes so that’s good, and Willemena will be graduating from high school next week. Today, I was on the bus heading up state to see my pops and shit. I fell like it is long overdue. I haven’t seen that nigga since I was 7 years old, so this step right here was difficult. Me and my grandmother don’t even fuck with his family, that’s how bad things were after he killed my moms and shit. I don’t know, I just really wanted to close this chapter in my life and shit. That’s partially why I didn’t want to have no kids out of with just any random chick because I wanted the bond with my child to be strong, and I want the mother to be someone that I really respect. I looked out of the window and watched the city turned to rural areas, and I dozed off a bit, but I was upstate in what seemed like no time. When I got off the bus and get to the facility, I followed the proper protocol, and then I was able to wait in the waiting room, until my pops came out. He looked way different than I remembered him as a child; nigga was more buff and had a beard. When he sat down, we just looked at each other.
“My son, you are looking well. I am glad that you decided to take this opportunity to come visit,” He said looking at me.
I was silent. So he continued, “My son, I just want to say that I am sorry for what I did, it was the unspeakable, and I know that there is nothing that I can do to bring your mother back, but I want you to know that every day I am living in grief and hell, for the crime that I have committed and I am sorry.” I looked at his hands that were bruised, and then I looked back at his face.
“I forgive you”, I said, and I got up and walked out and waited at the bus stop with the rest of the people. There’s was no need to fraternize with him or tell him about my life because he didn’t deserve that. I just wanted to hear that he was sorry and I wanted to forgive him and release the pain that I have held inside of me for so long. When I got back to Brooklyn, it felt like a weight had been lifted off of me, and I got in the house Willemena was in the room looking moody. For the last month she and I haven’t been getting along, she was always laying around upset about this or that and eating. I don’t know what the fuck was wrong with her. I stood in the doorway, looking at how fucked up she had my room looking.
“Yo Willemena what I told you about this shit, this room is wild dirty. I am not sleeping in this shit.”
“Then nigga don’t sleep in it,” She said unbothered as she stuck a chicken nugget in her mouth.
“Those niggas in your school must have really had your head gassed up and shit because you have been acting real funny style lately, and if I catch you with one of them young niggas you are going to be sorry.”
“What eva, nigga you look sorry right now.”
I stood in front and I put my hand to her temple, “Don’t you ever disrespect me like that again in your fucking life.” I told her in a tight voice.
“Don’t you put your hands on me Paper,” she screamed, and slammed the door, and then I heard her crying and talking to someone on the phone.
I went in the living room; I don’t know how much more of this shit I could take. Willemena has been acting real crazy lately, it’s been one week since we ain’t fuck and my dick was going crazy, all we do is argue, and all she does is sleep and stay in bed when she’s not in school, and I can’t take it. I took out my phone and I texted Tiffany, “Aye what’s good.”
She said, “You. Do you want to come see me?”
“Yeah, I am on my way.” I grabbed my jacket and bounced the fuck out of there. I didn’t need this shit, let that bitch be miserable by herself, Fuck that. When I got to Tiffany’s crib, you had a bag of smoke waiting for me, so we rolled that shit up and I got so fucked up, I was just dazed out on her bed feeling good.
“Paper let me get some dick, you know me and you ain’t fuck since I had that abortion.”
“I know, and I ain’t trying to fuck with you like that unless we use a condom or you are on the pill, because I ain’t trying to put you through that anymore,” I said blowing out smoke.
“So who have you been fucking with? Let me see ya phone,” she said while reaching for my shit.
“Hell nah, you are acting stupid right now, keep this up and I am going to be out,” I said picking my phone back in my pocket.”
She got up and walked out the room, and I am not going to lie, shorty ass was looking thick as fuck, I haven’t fucked nothing in a minute, and as high as I was, I was starting to feel adventurous and shit. When Tiffany came back in the room, I told her to come here.
“Have you ever had a nigga fuck you in your ass before?”
“No nigga, stop playing that shit is nasty.”
“Nah, I am serious, you feeling the kid right?”
“Yeah so?”
“So let me poke you in ya ass, I promise you it’s going to feel good, you trust me?”
“Yeah.”
“So take these fucking panties off and please your nigga then. Stop fucking playing,” I coaxed her.
I took off my pants and told shorty to lay on her stomach, and then I started to lick on her ass cheeks and I nibbled on them shits gently, she started moaning and crying out not to stop. “Lay on your side”, I told her and she did, and I laid on my side in back of her and started playing with her pussy with one hand and with my other I positioned my dick against her asshole. When she screamed out from having an organism from me playing with her pussy, that’s when I slid the head of my dick into her ass, it was wild tight and warm, I went in deeper beyond the head, and shorty was letting me, this bitch ass cheeks were so soft and wobbly and her asshole was so hot and tight that I filled her up with my warm hot cum. I fell asleep just like that with my dick leaking on her ass. When I woke up, Tiffany had the nerve to be looking through my phone; I got up and snatched my shit.
“Yo what I told you about this?” I looked at the time, it was already morning. “Yo I am out.”
Tiffany started crying, “Baby, I am sorry, please don’t leave, I will make it up to you. We can go to the mall and get whatever you like.”
“Nah, I am good, I am tired of your bribing me.”
She started crying so I ended up staying, she sucked my dick, yup, even after it been in her ass last night, after she finished, I fell back asleep, and then in a couple of hours we took a shower together, she washed me up, and we ended up going to the mall. I was actually having a lot of fun at shorty crib that I ended up spending another two nights. It was a stress reliever; I didn’t have to worry about putting up with Willemena’s shit or the problems with my grandmother’s health.
The next morning Willemena texted me like, “I miss you where are you?”
I told her out, “I was at my man’s crib”. She said that she needed me to come home and that her graduation was that morning. I told her that I was coming.
I gave Tiffany a smack on the ass and told her that I had an emergency at home, so I showered and got dressed in the new shit that she bought me, and I took the train and made it back to Brooklyn in no time. When I got home, my grandmother and Willemena looked so special. Willemena, had curls everywhere and a little black dress on and my grandmother was wearing her pearls. We took a cab to the school, and I watched my girl, walk across the stage, I was proud as fuck of her. I never graduated or got my G.E.D but Willemena really inspired me to want to do better. When we got home, and we were in the room by ourselves, I begged Willemena to let me fuck her, I missed her body and I needed to be inside of her, after all she was my mines but she kept talking about her titties were sore, and that she was spotting from her period but I didn’t care, I slid in her pussy
, and made love to her, trying to relieve the craving that dick had for her. Even though I fooled around with Tiffany, none of that even compared to how Willemena felt. Her pussy just took my dick on another level. That night we slept in the same room together and I never felt happier.
The next morning I overslept. But as I laid in bed, I realized that I didn’t smell that pot of coffee that my Grandma made every morning. I got up and went in my Grandmother’s room.
“Ayo grand ma, no coffee today?” it was late in the morning and unusual for my grandma to be sleep, so I opened up the curtains to let the light in.
“Ok Grandma, time to get up.” She didn’t respond so I went over to her and touch her and her skin was cold, and her face looked different, it didn’t take me long to realize that my Grandma was dead.
Where do we go from here?
Willemena
Today was the day that we were laying Paper’s grandma to rest. The day was real somber and cloudy and I was feeling like shit, I didn’t even want to get out of bed. I don’t know what was wrong with me; I have been feeling like this for some months now. My breast was so fucking sore and I have been getting my period off and on, so I know it has to be my hormones acting, I did study that in health class. Paper was banging on the bathroom door, “Willemena, are you ok in there? We gotta be on our way. I put my long black dress on and threw my hair into a bun. “I am coming Paper,” I yelled back but deep inside I knew that If I could just go curl back up and lay in bed, I would. As I walked out inside the quiet living, I realized that things really weren’t going to be the same with his grandmother gone. I got a chill as I looked at her empty seat at the table. I don’t know if I could take this, I felt like I wanted to pass out. Paper took my hand and led me downstairs to a limo and we packed in the car with a whole bunch of family members that I had never met. When we got to the grave site, I just kept crying, I was just really emotional and sad about life, I could envision her face beaming at me at my graduation, and I was so happy that she was there.
Ain't no hitta like the one I got: part one Page 6
