Syn 2: Sex Is Syn, Love Is Pain

by J Peach

  “Never have I ever known a person who was willing to walk into some shit knowing they not gon’ walk out alive. But you want me to depend one you and trust on you being here, Parker? Seriously? So, say you walk outda here and I decide to keep our baby,” when I said that last bit, Parker glared hard at me. I knew I had his full attention at that moment.

  “Yes, if I decide to keep this baby,” I stressed the word if so he could know just how stupid he was being and just how serious I was. “By tomorrow, you’re dead and that’s the story I’ll have to tell our baby, who’s going to ask about you. I’m going to say to him or her, ‘I was with your dad for damn near four-five months before he ran off recklessly and got his dumbass killed. And he chose to do this after finding out I was pregnant with you. Oh, but he knew that he was going to die before he even left,” I looked at him like he was crazy. “What kind of shit is that Parker? Huh?” My arms folded under my chest and I shook my head disappointedly at him.

  I then turned to look at Chris, giving him the same look. “And I thought Chris’ stupid ass had some sense, but he’s just as dumb as all of y’all. After making sense of the terrible plan, he’s still down to die. You mothafuckas are stupid. But you know what? I’m not even gon’ try to stop you no more. For what? To get you to understand the bad in this? Hell, you already know it,” I snapped at all of them before I snatched the bottle of Henny off the table.

  “Meka, get me a glass. We might as well get fuck’d up now because once they leave, we already know they’re gonna be dead.” I grabbed the glass from her. “I’d rather be lit when they leave because Martell gonna come for us. He gon’ talk to me,” I pointed to her and shrugged, “but, bitch, he gon’ kill yo ass on sight,” I started laughing.

  “You know how they gon’ find out where we at?” I looked at Meka and pointed to Jason and then Parker. “Those two dumb mothafuckas right there. I bet any money they have the room key in their pockets right now. I bet Jason stupid ass got the pouch with the room number on there with the key inside it. But I’m not gon’ say shit else. Wait, I am. You stupid mothafuckas so quick to run off, but you’re not thinking about the little shit you mistakes are going to cause us. Don’t get me killed. So please leave the room keys here and your wallets. Because best believe Martell gon’ kill you then search you before he have y’all chopped up into pieces.” Even though the situation wasn’t funny, I continued to laugh.

  “Y’all gon’ be fish food, all y’all, because then he gon’ put you into bags, load y’all up on his boat and go to the middle of Lake Michigan. Then dump y’all out there. Okay, I’m done talking.” I sat down on the couch opposite Parker. My eyes landed on the blunt in the ashtray. I leaned up and grabbed it. “Meka, you wanna hit this with me? Seeing as we might be dead by tonight, I don’t see why we can’t be lit,” I snatched the lighter up.

  “I can’t. I’m pregnant,” she said nervously.

  “Oh, my God! Congrats, bitch!” I yelled excitedly before I started laughing. Regardless of my laughter, I was pissed off. “Shid, don’t let that stop you. Yo ass ain’t gon’ live long enough to have it. Yo baby daddy gon’ leave you here too so he can go get himself killed. He also gon’ lead the killers back to us—”

  “Syn, shut the fuck up before I choke the fuck outda you!” Parker finally said something. I was surprised that it took him as long as it did to speak. Hell, I was surprised that all of them let me talk that long and say the shit I was saying without going off on me or without trying to whip my ass.

  “Kiss my ass. I’m not worried about you choking shit. You can really shut the fuck up talking to me and leave. Bye! Get the fuck out!” I yelled at him. “I’m not even gon’ let you piss me off no more. Fuck you,” I put the blunt to my lips.

  “If you light that blunt I’m gon’ beat the fuck outda you. Angel, don’t be stupid, for real. Put that shit down,” he snatched the lighter from my hands and the blunt from my lips.

  “Wait, you pregnant?” Jason suddenly asked Meka.

  “Yeah, I am. I’ll be three months tomorrow,” she let out a nervous sigh.

  “When the fuck was you gon’ tell me that?” He looked pissed from just finding out the news.

  “I was going to tell you tonight when we went to dinner, but I guess that ain’t going to happen.” Meka went and sat down beside me.

  “You want that drink?” I asked her.

  Again she sighed. “Might as well.”

  The room was suddenly quiet as the men seemed to be in their thoughts.

  “You know a lot about Martell, huh?” Mane asked me.

  I shrugged. “Not a whole lot, but I know enough that’ll hurt him. So if that’s what you’re asking, then yeah, I do. That’s if he didn’t change anything which I doubt he did because he doesn’t like change. Plus, half of the info I have on him he doesn’t know about,” I poured myself a glass of Hennessy and then poured Meka a cup. I sat the bottle down and grabbed them.

  “Thanks,” Chris said, taking both cups from me. “You two bitches about to be daddies, drink up.” He then handed Parker and Jason the cups. He turned to look at me. “I didn’t like yo ass after that shit with my girl, but I think you’ll fit in around here. Especially if you get this reckless mothafucka to stop and think,” he pointed to Parker who seemed to be lost in his thoughts.

  My eyes rolled. “No, I don’t think I will because I don’t walk into dumb shit, I stay away from it. So what the reckless mothafucka choose to do from here on out ain’t none of my concern,” I stood up and reached into my pocket, taking out the sonogram of the baby. “You can have that,” I threw it on the table in front of Parker before I looked at Meka. “I seriously meant that congrats. If you survive their fuckery, then we can celebrate our pregnancies properly. Bye, love,” I told her in all sincerity.

  “I have a party to get ready for,” I said as I started to walk out, but then stopped. Laughing, I walked back to the living room. “Oh, I forgot I didn’t drive here, so, I’ll take your truck.” I snatched Parker’s keys from the table and quickly left the room.

  Once the door closed behind me, I stood there for a minute. I let out the hardest breath ever, it felt as if I had been holding that in from the moment I started talking.

  Then I heard them talking on the other side of the door. “You just gon let her walk out like that, Parker?” Mane asked him.

  “Shut the fuck up,” Parker snapped at him.

  “Yo, you a stupid mothafucka,” Mane finally snapped at Parker. “Shorty smart as hell and she make yo dumbass stop to think about shit, yo ass need that my nigga. Yeah, we gon’ disagree on shit, but we also gon’ ride with yo stupid ass, regardless. My nigga, everything shorty just said was dead on. Yo ass ain’t moved or hardly said shit since she started talking. This the first time I’d ever seen that shit happen from you. We been lucky as fuck with doing this shit, but that luck gon’ run out, P. And you knew today was it, but you ain’t give a fuck, you never give a fuck. Shorty make you think, don’t be stupid,” Mane told him. “Yo, Jason, you got that key in yo pocket?” Mane ask curiously.

  “Yeah, I got it. Shid, I ain’t even think about taking that shit out. I ain’t think about that keycard period. Mane, got a point, Parker. Shid, I’m trying to figure out why the fuck you still sitting here. Man, gon’ get that babe,” Jason told him.

  I didn’t wait around to hear what Parker had to say next. I went to the elevator and pushed the down button. When the door opened, I don’t know why I didn’t get on it. I moved back and away from it and went to sit on the stairs. I didn’t want to leave, but I couldn’t sit around and watch him be dumb either.

  I also had to admit that hearing the guys talk made me feel good. To be able to have an effect on Parker was a good thing, especially if it made him see the logic in a situation. I didn’t want anything to happen to him, but with the way he went about things, it was bound to happen. I honestly didn’t know what I would do if he was to go off and get himself killed. Hell, I would’ve probably gone
out and tried to kill Martell and Mook’s ass.

  Regardless of what I said about him not having to worry about me, I wasn’t going anywhere. I couldn’t walk away from him for the simple fact that he didn’t walk away from me when I needed him and because of how caring he had been toward me since we’d been dating.

  With me learning that Parker was heartless when he was pissed off wasn’t going to change how I felt about him. It wasn’t enough to make me walk away from him and what we were building. I was pulled from my thoughts as I heard a room door close. A few seconds later, I saw Parker standing at the elevator.

  My eyes rolled as that stupid, giddy feeling appeared in the pit of my stomach once again. “Hey,” I said just as the elevator opened.

  Parker turned to face me. “I thought you were leaving,” he said as he came over and sat next to me.

  I shrugged. “I did, I left the room.”

  He let out a chuckle. “So you cussed us out only to come sit in the hallway?”

  I turned to face him. “No. I cussed you out because you wasn’t thinking and was being stupid. I came out here to let you process what I said and then I was waiting until you came to your senses. Which I guess you did because you’re right here.”

  “Yeah, I did, thanks to you. My bad for snapping at you—”

  I waved him off. “Don’t apologize. Just be smart about your moves. I understand you being pissed. Baby, you have every right to be mad. However, you just can’t go running off into a blind rage, though. Parker, I don’t want to lose you and I need you to make sure I don’t.” My fingers ran over the rim of his bottom lip as my eyes locked with his. “I do not want to raise a baby on my own and I’m not.”

  “You won’t, I promise—”

  My head shook and I cut him off. “Don’t make a promise we don’t know you can keep. Just tell me you’ll be careful. That’s all I need to hear.”

  “You’re amazing, you know that?” He leaned closer to me.

  A smile came to my lips as I looked up at him. “I kinda know that.” My lips pressed against his.

  Grabbing my arms, he pulled me into his lap. “I kinda fuck’d up your birthday weekend. Huh?”

  My arms wrapped around his neck and my head nodded. “Yeah, you kinda did. But you still have time to make it up to me.”

  “Bet. How about these next two days we make it all about you. Then you tell me everything you know about Martell. Sounds good?” He asked.

  I couldn’t complain and I didn’t mind helping him with Martell either. So it was a win, win for me. “Deal. Can we go back to the room?”

  Parker’s hands went to my booty and he stood up. “You don’t want to go get your shoes no more?”

  “No, I am sure I got something to go with my outfit. I kinda just wanna lie down.” My fingers stroked from the nape of his neck to the top of his head.

  “You kinda wanna lie down?” He repeated with a hum. His lips twisted into a flirty, cocky smirk.

  “Yeah, kinda. Unless you can think of something else we can do that don’t make us have us to leave.” My lips brushed against his and parted as my head tilted sideways.

  Parker’s tongue slid through my parted lips as his hand squeezed my booty tight. He pressed me into the room door, his lower body pushed up against mine.

  I pulled back from the kiss and brought my lips to his neck, sucking on the skin.

  “We need to get us a room here,” Parker said as he finally opened Meka’s room door. He took us into the room and then sat me on the couch. “I’ll be right back, i’ight?” He leaned down and kissed me again.

  “Where the fuck you ‘bout to go?” Chris’ brows rose and he stared at Parker skeptically.

  Parker pulled back from me and looked at Chris. “To go get us a room. Is that cool with you?” He asked him.

  Chris continued to stare at Parker as he reached in his pocket and grabbed his keycard. “Here, y’all can take mine. I ain’t even been in there yet, I came straight in here.” Chris pointed to his bags. His gaze soon fell on me. “What’s yo girl’s number?”

  My brow rose. “I don’t know it,” I lied with a shrug.

  “Why the fuck you playin’? You done already said you was gon’ let her fuck me,” Chris licked his lips as a crooked smile came to his mouth.

  I broke out laughing. “I wasn’t serious. I only said that to piss yo girl off.”

  A glare covered his face. “Yeah, yo black ass did that.” He snapped at me. “Man. what’s her number?” He asked again.

  I started laughing. “If she say I can give you her number then I’ll give it to you.” My head shook as I stood up. “Come on,” I grabbed Parker’s hand.

  “Hell n’all, give me the number before y’all go,” Chris stopped us. “Gon’, call her ass.” He waved at me.

  “Are you serious? Nigga, you got a bitch,” I said while dialing Missy’s number.

  “I ain’t got no bitch. I’m single because of you,” he said with a straight face.

  My eyes rolled at him, knowing he was lying. Missy didn’t answer the phone. “She’s not picking up. When she call back, I’ll ask her.”

  “Just leave me the number,” he pushed.

  “No—”

  Parker snatched my phone out of my hand and tossed it to Chris. “Man, here call her yo damn self. We tryna go.”

  “Nuh uh, Parker, she gon kill me—”

  “Man, come on. Lie and say he stole yo phone,” he swooped me off my feet and headed for the door.

  I couldn’t believe him. “You really gon’ sell out my girl so you can get some?”

  We left the room and he headed down the hallway. “Hell yeah. Shid, if she don’t wanna talk to Chris then she’ll shut that shit down. Either way, that’s not our business,” he said as he opened the door.

  Parker wasted no time going to the bedroom. He tossed me on the bed and I started laughing. Parker then pulled off his shirt and came down on top of me.

  Once his mouth touched mine, our clothes started to come off.

  We spent the rest of that day naked and in our lustful state. And in between rolling around in the bed, we watched movies while ordering take out.

  Chapter 20

  Angel

  “I didn’t think you were going to come, to be honest. I’m glad you did, tho,” Leon said as I sat down on the park bench beside him.

  “I started not to because I didn’t know what state you were in,” I shrugged. Leon had been calling and texting me about meeting up since the other night. I was against it at first because I simply didn’t trust him. I just didn’t know what state of mind he was in given the fact I hadn’t seen him. But I thought about the apology he texted me and decided to hear him out.

  Parker didn’t know that I had planned on meeting with him and I wasn’t going to tell him a thing either. And after the other day, I knew how heartless Parker could be, so given the fact that he hadn’t thought about Leon, I wasn’t about to remind him of old shit. I simply told him I was going to meet up with the girls. He didn’t want to be around them so telling him that was an easy getaway.

  “Well, I’m glad you came. How you been? You look good,” he complimented me.

  “Thanks, and I’ve been good. Well, I hadn’t gotten jumped so that’s a plus,” I took a shot at him. I just couldn’t help it. Regardless of the fact that I had gotten over the situation between us, I just couldn’t get over the fact that he had me jumped.

  A hand ran over his face. “Look, Angel, I’m sorry about that. My head wasn’t right with how everything went down between us. I know whatever I say ain’t gon’ change the fuck’d up shit I did, but with my feelings on top of the drugs, man, I wasn’t right, yo. A nigga was barely stable and I wasn’t thinking, for real,” he stressed, looking sincere. From the way his eyes stared at me, I knew he was telling the truth.

  My eyes squinted at him as I became puzzled. What drugs were he talking about? I didn’t know he was doing shit other than smoking weed or popping a pill every now a
nd then. “What drugs were you taking that made you react like that? I mean, no matter what, I never would have gotten someone to jump you and put you in the hospital, Leon. I thought we were so much better than anything. Even when you hit me, I still wouldn’t have done shit like that to you—”

  “Don’t say that because you had yo nigga come over to King’s crib on that bullshit, man,” Leon turned on the bench to stare at me.

  My head shook at his assumptions. “I didn’t send Parker over there. Him and Blaze is cool, he went over there to chill with them. I was at home, sick. I didn’t know what had happened until afterwards. Leon, I never told Parker what happened between us. I had decided to just be done talking to you until you calmed down and realized how you were acting,” I explained to him truthfully.

  “So as I said, no matter what you did to me,” I pointed to myself and shook my head at him. “I never would have sent my dude and his friends to jump you, Leon.” I fussed at him. “I don’t give a fuck what I did or how I made you feel, yo ass shouldn’t have had that bullshit done to me. And to bring that shit up to my school, that shit was so fuckin’ foul. Especially given the fact that we were cool. That alone should have made you think about that shit,” I fussed at him, getting pissed off all over again. The shit he had done was fuck’d up, period.

  “You right, that shit was fuck’d up and I apologize for that shit, Angel. Man, my head was so fuck’d up, yo—”

  I cut him off, “What drugs where you taking that made you act like that?” I just had to know before we continued talking.

  He let out a laugh at that. “Jennifer’s ass had been lacing the weed for the past year whenever we smoked.” He let out a breath. “I didn’t know at the time and that shit had me bugged the fuck out for months. Hell, I probably wouldn’t have known if Ron’s ass hadn’t caught on to the way I had been acting.” He let out a sigh as he stared at me. “That’s why it was important to me that I talked to you. Man, now that my head is straight, I know what I did was fuck’d up and I know I ‘bout hurt you behind my actions. I had to make shit right between us.”