by Tynessa
“Get yo’ crazy ass up off me. You know I ain’t going there with you no more for you to run yo’ mouth.”
“But you know you want to. I promise, it’s just going to be between us. Stacy don’t have to know shit,” she protested.
“I ain’t worried about her. Yo’ ass was trying to show my girl that damn tape. Fuck would you record that shit for? Then you have mothafuckas thinking I’m still fucking around with you. Yo’ ass crazy if you think I’m about to set myself up for your bullshit. You might have cameras around waiting to send it to Asia.” I said as I started to the door.
“But you just fucked me, remember?” she held up the dildo and waved it in the air as she laughed. I mean, the bitch was really laughing. Delusional!
“Yo’ ass need help.” With that I walked out the door. I was not about to play her sick game. That li’l shit was the exact reason I gave her the name Coo-Coo. She’s coo-coo for Cocoa Puffs. I laughed at my own joke as I hopped in my truck.
I swear these broads acted crazy once they get a sample of my shit. From now on, I was staying my ass at my house and would stop spending so much time with Stacy. I didn’t need her thinking she was taking Asia’s place anyways, because that shit wasn’t happening. Her ass was just something to pass time until I got my girl back.
Chapter 20
Bury My Heart!
Asia
Jay’vion and I had been broken up for about three months now and I would be lying if I said I wasn’t missing the hell out of him. Instead of partying and celebrating the single life, I’d been moping around like a lost damn puppy. In the beginning it was fuck him and I’ll never go back to his lying ass. Now the shit was getting to me. The longer we stayed apart the more I yearned for him. After all the shit he’d taken me through, you would think I would’ve gotten over him in no time, but no. Lately it’d been taking all I had to not pick up the phone and call him or answer the many times he’d call or text me. Thank God Tan was here to help me get through this. Well the heffa was here now that she and Tez had stopped fooling around. She was going through withdrawal too.
Today while Tan was at work, I was unpacking at my new home thanks to the money I had been saving up since I was younger. Plus Jay’vion had been depositing money into another account I opened when I first moved down here. With all the bullshit he’d put me through, that was the least his ass could do. Anyways, I realized I didn’t have my favorite Jimmy Choo, shoes.
“Shit,” I cursed out loud because I knew they were still at Jay’s house. How the hell did I manage to get everything from there but those? I loved those damn shoes and had it been another pair I would’ve left them; but because it was those, I had to go get them.
Grabbing my keys and purse, I headed towards the door. With my hand on the knob, I stopped dead in my tracks. Was getting the shoes really that serious or was it the fact that I might run into Jay’vion that I wanted to happen? Even with me questioning myself, I still walked out the front door. One the way over there, I debated if I should call him or not; but being that I still had my key, I didn’t feel the need to.
Mixed emotions overcame me when I pulled up and Jay’vion’s car wasn’t there. I shouldn’t even have cared about his whereabouts, but I did. Getting out the car, I walked up to the door and let myself in. The familiar smell of smoke invaded my nostrils and I knew Jay’vion was there. At that moment I hated I’d even bothered coming over here. What if he had company or some shit?
“Hey.” I thanked God when I saw him lying on the couch alone. Seeing me, he sat up and put the Blunt out in a nearby ashtray. God, he was so handsome! Jay’vion was shirtless with only a pair of basketball shorts and socks on, looking so yummy.
“I won’t be long. I—I think I left a pair of shoes here,” I said nervously, unable to look at him. He was looking just as good as I remembered.
“Yeah, you did.” He chuckled. “I was waiting for you to come at them. I know them your favorite pair of heels,” he said. Nodding my head, I smiled before walking to the stairs. Going straight to the closet, I retrieved my shoes. On the way out, I bumped right into Jay’vion.
“Um, excuse me. I didn’t see you.” I tried to walk around him but he blocked my path. I was not about to play with him. Wanting to see him was one thing and I had accomplished that, but now it was time to make my exit. “Jay, move please,” I begged.
“Wait a minute. Don’t you think it’s time for you to come back home and stop playing these mothafuckin’ games? I’m sick of playing with you, Asia. Now enough is enough!” Jay’vion had the nerve to say with a damn attitude as if he hadn’t done anything wrong.
“No, it’s not time for me to come back, Jay. And I been tired of playing games with you.” I folded my arms underneath my breasts and shifted all my weight onto my right leg while pressing my lips together. I was not in the mood for this shit today.
“Man, I done already told you that I don’t know who could’ve taken that damn picture of me.” I watched as Jay’vion sat on the bed and rubbed his hands down his face. He looked up at me with a stressful look that he didn’t have when I first got here. “Man, baby, I know I’ve done a lot of shit to you in the past, but you know that I love you and everybody else knows it too. I don’t know what the fuck is wrong with me but it’s like I know I have a good ass woman that loves me for me, but being in the streets comes with pussy. I try so hard to walk away, believe me, I do, but it’s like the shit just be calling my name. I swear, I don’t be meaning to hurt you, though.”
I stood there looking at Jay’vion’s ass in disbelief. Was this nigga really standing here saying this shit to me right now, as if I was one of his homies or something?! We made eye contact and that’s when I noticed tears in his eyes. In almost four years, I’d never witnessed him cry. This was something new to me and if it was under a different circumstance, I would’ve felt sorry for his ass.
I gave a light chuckle and shook my head as he continued to talk.
“Baby, I promise. Just give me one more chance. I swear, I’ll never look at another bitch again. I don’t give a fuck, Asia. All I’m asking for is one more chance.” He stood up and walked closer to me.
“Jay, you just informed me that you can’t turn down pussy then turn right around and ask me to give you another chance? Do I have fool written across my forehead?”
“Fuck what I said, Asia! I want another fucking chance and you gon’ give me one. Fuck those other hos. I don’t want them. Those bitches coming to you because they’re jealous and trying to fuck up what we have and you giving them hos exactly what they want. I don’t know why yo’ dumb ass act like you can’t see that shit. Every time someone comes to you, you act like a bitch and leave. You get on my fucking nerves with that bullshit, man. Damn! Stop being a fucking bitch all the damn time.” He wiped everything off the chest of drawers before flipping the tall ass thing over. If I hadn’t reacted quickly and jumped out the way, the damn thing would’ve fallen on me.
The way Jay had been acting was all new to me. He was always calm with me; I’m guessing because he always knew I was coming back to him. Until he could prove that he had changed for the better, he didn’t have to worry about me ever coming back.
“Are you crazy?! You know what, don’t even answer that. I’m gone.” I tried walking around him but he pulled me back by my ponytail, slanging me on the bed. “Jay’vion, get the fuck off of me.” I screamed to the top of my lungs as he held me down with all his weight.
“So you think, you gon’ give my pussy away to the next nigga?” His crazy ass was trying to stick his hand underneath my dress, but I kept squeezing my legs together.
“Will you stop, Jay’vion? What has gotten into you? ”
SLAP! SLAP!
Jay’vion slapped the shit out of me, twice. Something about the look in his eyes frightened me. I didn’t know whether I should keep fighting with him or let him have his way with me. Finally succeeding in slipping his hand underneath my dress, he roughly slipped three finge
rs into my pussy. Jay then begin shoving them in and out of my opening, with so much force. The shit was hurting like hell.
“Jay, can you please stop? You’re hurting me,” I said with a shaky voice as I attempted to push him off of me, but his crazy ass wasn’t budging. Instead, he removed his fingers and begin sucking on them, with a smile plastered on his face.
“Still sweet.” His voice was much calmer this time. I swear this nigga had went crazy. “Just let me taste you. I miss you so much, Asia,” he said with pleading eyes. Now, he knew how much I loved getting my pussy ate and I could never turn down Jay’s head. That shit was on point. But after the way he’d just handled me, I wasn’t so sure if I wanted that shit.
“No, Jay. I have to go. Me fucking with you today will only complicate things. You have a lot of growing up to do and I’m not trying to go back down that road with you.”
“Fuck you! I ain’t trying to get back with yo’ simple-minded ass. All I asked was to taste you. I could care less if we get back together or not.” He sat up at the edge of the bed and looked at me with a killer mug on his face. “Stupid ass bitch. Just go with the flow sometimes,” said the nigga that was just begging me to give him another chance. Yeah, it was time for me to leave. This nigga had officially went full retarded. I jumped off the bed quickly and grabbed my shoes off the floor. I didn’t say shit to Jay and he didn’t say nothing to me. Just as I was walking out the room, his phone began to ring.
“Fuck you want?” I heard him say. Yes, I should have kept walking but my feet wouldn’t move as I stood on the side of the door, eavesdropping.
“Arguing with this stupid ass mothafucka’, Asia. I swear, this bitch gets dumber and dumber. She act like she can’t see y’all hos run telling her shit to end what we have. I get fucking tired of her feeding into y’all bullshit. I tell you what though, Stacy, I know it was you that showed her that picture and when I can prove it, I’m beating yo’ ass to death and that’s a promise,” he said harshly.
“Stacy,” I mumbled while shaking my head. The same bitch that approached me at the mall. Rolling my eyes upwards, I heard him let out a light chuckled before asking her for some head. I’m guessing she agreed because he let her know he was coming over. Hurt was an understatement.
Dashing down the stairs before he made it out the room, I ran to my car. I loved Jay’vion, and hearing him talk down about me to one of the bitches he was cheating on me with, was a slap in the damn face. At this point, I just wanted to bury my heart so he could no longer hurt it. Yes, after all he’d just done and said to me, my heart was still broken.
Chapter 21
I Am My Brother’s Keeper!
Quintez
I was missing Tang something terrible and Bree ass was irking the fuck out of me. I was getting tired of having to tell her repeatedly that I wasn’t fucking with her like that again. Kicking it with her was one thing—it was something I didn’t mind doing—but a relationship with her, I wasn’t fucking with. To be honest, if the pussy and the head wasn’t so damn good, I wouldn’t be fucking with her, period.
Then Grisela was in my other ear asking for a commitment and shit. Fuck no! She was cool and everything but I didn’t see her ass as someone I would want to settle down with. Just like with Bree, her pussy was good and that’s the only reason I was keeping her around. But neither one of them equaled up to Tang. Her shit was like heaven and I didn’t have to worry about her nagging a nigga. As I stated before, I had the best of both worlds when I was fucking around with her.
I hadn’t seen or spoken with Tang since I walked out her apartment over a month ago. I still thought about her a lot but I refused to call her little ass.
I sat inside my car waiting for Grisela to get off work. I didn’t even know why I was still hauling this damn girl around like I was her fucking chauffeur or some shit. She had a license, just not a car. I was tempted to buy her one, but I didn’t want her to get the wrong impression. Grisela was the type that would take li’l shit like that and run with it. I know I could tell her that it was just a friend helping a friend out but she’d read too much into it.
“Hey, baby,” Grisela spoke as she eased inside my car. I was so deep in my thoughts that I didn’t even see her approach.
“Sup?” was all I said as I pulled out the parking lot of Wal-Mart. I turned up the radio and let T.I. and Young Thugga blast through the speakers letting mothafuckas know, if it ain’t about the money, don’t be blowing me up.
“I’m tired.” I cut my eyes and shot daggers at her. This chick turned down my music just to tell me that she was tired.
“You turned my radio down to let me know you was tired? Fuck wrong with you?” I turned my shit right back up. That’s why I had to put an end to this shit. I tried to be nice, but she was always getting in my shit acting like she running things. The rest of the ride to her house was a quiet one.
“Are you getting out?” Grisela asked when I pulled on the side of the road in front of her house.
“Nah, I have some shit to take care of. I might be back later.”
“Okay, well call me and let me know.” She leaned over and tried to kiss my lips but I turned and she caught my jaw. She knew I didn’t play that kissing on the lips bullshit. Shaking her head, she got out the car and I pulled off, heading to Bree’s house. Bree was cool to kick it with when she wasn’t talking about us getting back together.
Bree was sitting on the porch when I pulled up, so I got out and joined her. She tried passing me the Blunt she was puffing on, but I declined.
“I’m good,” I said. She rolled her eyes upwards and put it out. “Where, li’l mama, at?” I asked her. It was funny that I’d been out for almost five months and still had yet to see her daughter. If it wasn’t for the baby toys and the few pictures I saw around her house, I wouldn’t think she even had a baby. The baby looked liked Bree and that’s how I knew she was hers. She was only a few months on them though.
“She’s at my mom house. Why?” she asked nervously.
“I was just asking because you don’t never have her. What, you don’t want me to see your baby or something?” I really didn’t give a fuck about seeing the little girl, but me and Bree were together a lot and the shit was strange that she never had her.
“It’s not that. My mom just likes to keep her. Plus I didn’t think you would want to see her being that I had her with another nigga.” She looked away when she said that. I rubbed the back of my neck, because her having a baby on me still got to me at times.
“Oh I ain’t tripping off that shit no more. It is what it is,” I lied as I saw Jay’s car pull up. I was happy because I didn’t want to continue this conversation with Bree.
“What the fuck is he doing here?” Bree asked. I didn’t know if she was referring to my brother or Lo.
“I told him to come over here. Chill out. You never had a problem chilling with them before so why you tripping now?” I asked her. She seemed nervous and I didn’t understand why.
“Whatever. I’ll be in the house.” She got up and hurried inside. I made a mental note to see what that was about.
“Why the fuck you over here with this trifling bitch?” Lo asked.
“I know, man. I thought you was done fucking with her ass after she had that baby on you,” said my brother. I knew they was only looking out for me but damn, who I stuck my dick in was my business. They’re not the ones that she fucked over so why were they worried about it?
“I’m over here because we’re cool. Fuck y’all worried about it for?” I watched both of them drop their heads and not say anything. I decided to brush the shit off, though. Something was up and what’s done in the dark would always come to the light.
My brother begin to inform me of what had been going on at the trap and the whole time he was talking I couldn’t help but notice the glossy look in his eyes and the way his mouth kept twitching. This was the second time I’d seen that shit with him. At first I didn’t want to believe it or accept the fact th
at my brother was using drugs, but the shit was plain as day right now. I’d been around fiends since I could remember, so I knew when a mothafucka’ was using that shit and as bad as I hated to say it, my brother was using drugs.
I was trying not to think about it and focus on the shit he was telling me. In all the years, our shit had never come up missing, now all of a sudden it was an ounce here and an ounce there. Now, I knew why. Looking over at Lo, I didn’t see any signs of drugs so I knew that nigga was clean. It was my own fucking brother that was stealing the shit.
I slid to the edge of my seat and rested my forearms on my legs.
“Jay, you on that shit, bruh?” I asked what I already knew. I was looking dead in his eyes, waiting for him to lie. His eyes were bucked and he was now fidgeting. Damn, I couldn’t believe my brother was on that shit.
“Nah, bruh. You know I’m not using,” he tried to convince me. Jumping out my seat, I rushed his ass. Slamming him on the ground, I grabbed the collar of his shirt and stared him dead in the eyes.
“Jay’vion, I’m gon’ ask you one more time. You on that shit?”
“I used it today, Tez. Fuck off me!” he screamed. Nah, I wasn’t going for that shit. It was more than just today.
“You used it today?! Mothafucka’, you shouldn’t have been using the shit, period. What the fuck was you thinking, Jay? Huh? Why the fuck would you want to put that shit up your fucking nose?” I was beyond pissed at my dumb ass brother. For him to be the oldest he was sure as hell the stupidest. “Next thing I know, yo’ ass gon’ be shooting up. You a dumb ass nigga!” I didn’t even wanna look at his ass. I let go of his collar and his head hit the wooden porch with a loud bang.
“I don’t want to see yo’ ass at none of the trap houses, either!” Not even waiting around to hear his response, I hopped in my car and sped off. I was supposed to have been kicking it with Bree, but my brother had fucked up my whole mood. I was going to spend my day going to the trap houses, letting them know that Jay was banned from them all and if I caught him inside one I was murking everyone in that mothafucka’. I let them know that if they had any problems out of him to call me.
