by Nicety
After Ox let me hold the rest of the money from the green, I had some extra money in my savings once I sold the last quarter bag to Laurie. That bitch was my best customer and loved when I got on so she could cop from me. I loved it too, cause with her buying twenty five dollar bags from me every other day, I damn near didn't have to sell to nobody else.
"Sup girl," my voice was dry as ever wondering what the hell she wanted.
"Damn, I can't just call my big sis?" Angel snarled smacking her lips.
"Naw bitch. It's always something with you. You always got some kind of drama to talk about so spill it now cause I'm falling out and going to sleep once I make it home." I revved up the car and pulled out of the hospital parking garage.
"Okay well I did need to talk. Girl, why Jay acting funny towards me now?" She said.
"Whaat?" Sarcasm rang through my voice.
"Yes girl. I even went over his house the other day and—"
"Wait you...went to the hood? Oh I gots to hear this. Continue," I urged her.
"He wouldn't let me in his house. Then he basically shunned me away like leave him alone and shit. What the fuck? How did we go from hot and heavy for the last six months to him gaining a fucking conscience about hurting his damn brother?"
"Angel, honey, they are brothers though. It should be blood before anything right?" Even though I said them, I knew she didn't believe the words that came out of my mouth.
"I guess. But how the fuck you gonna fuck me with no care in the beginning now all of a sudden you care?" She was heated.
"Well maybe he just got sick of the games with you all. I mean always having to sneak around would get to me too. He's a single man. Maybe he wanted someone he could call his own rather than someone who was already taken," I huffed. "You know, sis?"
"Oh my gosh. So you think he's cheating on me?"
I swear she was driving me insane with her illogical thinking. "Angel, he can't cheat on someone he was never really with."
"The fuck he can't. Let me call you back bitch." With that, Angel hung up the phone in my face.
As soon as the call disappeared from my screen, my tossed it in the cup holder just as another call popped up. I knew it was her calling back to confirm more of her suspicions. I didn't even bother to look at the screen. Instead, I felt my way to the answer button and pressed it shaking my head in the process. Her old off the wall crazy ass delusions were about to spill out and I was all too prepared for it.
"Okay, gon' ahead and spit it out. I'm not even gonna say nothing until I think you're done with your rant." I yelled.
"What’s good, lady? What you been on?" Ox's deep voice reverberated through the phone.
Immediately, my heart sank and my throat closed. I thought I would hyperventilate in the car unable to pull myself together. But I didn't want to seem like a lame to him so I took a few silent deep breaths before answering him back.
"Hey Ox. It's funny, I was just thinking about you." I blushed before putting him on speakerphone.
"Is that a fact?" He paused. "Well I was just giving you a call to see if you were all good."
"Oh yeah, of course. I'm fine." Sweat bullets formed on my forehead. I was nervous that he was going to say that he had changed his mind about letting me keep the money.
“That’s wassup then. I’m glad to hear you’re doing good,” Ox replied.
“Thank you, Ox. I appreciate that—“
“Yeah, yeah. But um, so I know this call is kind of awkward and shit since I’ve never called you before and all. But I ain’t even gon’ lie shorty I’ve been thinking about you hard since the day you left here,” he paused. “You know what I mean?”
“Uh, um…Ox, I—“
I was at a lost for words. The man sounded so aggressive with the way he was coming at me. He knew my situation and he obviously didn’t care. I could’ve been sitting right next to David and he would’ve still tried to holla at me just on the strength of proving that he wasn’t scared to do so. The man was beginning to scare me but I’d be damned if I told him that shit.
“Aye, I know you’re still shacking up with that fuck boy. But when you gon’ quit having that problem?” His casual laugh let me know he was trying to ease the mood.
“David is my son’s father. I owe it to my son to make it work with him.” Even as the words left my lips, I wished they hadn’t.
“Hmm…a beautiful woman in a relationship and faithful to a nigga so whack. Now if I ain’t never seen anything so tragic, that would be it. So, why you wanna go and do that, love?”
“I’m just, just in a situation Ox.”
“Yeah, I hear you. One that you need to get out of and one that I could help you out of, fo sho.” Ox breathed gently into the phone. “Alright, I’m not gon’ sweat you cutie. Call me when you ready for a real nigga?”
“I will,” I lied.
Vega
"I miss you baby. You can't just leave me fiending for you like this."
"You're not fiendish. You just think you are. Shit, I didn’t even get to hit so you'll be alright." I played it smooth as silk. "I was thinking about coming to see you tonight if you weren't too busy."
"Just because you’ve never hit this doesn’t mean I can’t fiend for that sexy ass body baby. But don’t trip cause you will get all of this shit real soon. Anyway, I'm never too busy for you baby. What time will you be sliding through?" Violet crooned.
The entire time I was on the phone with her, I could think of nothing but how gracefully her lips wrapped around my dick. Everyday since last week, Violet had been relieving my stress anywhere she could. Whether it was in the parking garage at the hospital, a booth in the quaint little coffee shop around the corner from her school, or our dip off spot at the lakefront, she sucked me off well keeping nothing but a broad smile on my face.
Needles to say, baby sucked a mean dick. That was the only kind of expertise you got from experience. That shit wasn't something a woman went out and conquered in just one day. No, she had perfected her craft over an extended period of time and God bless her for that.
"Same time. Same place."
"Sounds good to me, Dr. Smart. I can't wait to see you again. I’ve got something real special waiting for you baby."
"Oh yeah? And, just what is that?"
My heart pounded and my dick jumped as I listened to how she would rub her tongue up and down my shaft, sucking as hard as she could. Just as a big ass grin began to spread from ear to ear, I was startled by Adrial's presence knocking at my office door. He pushed the door in slowly as I straightened up immediately trying to return to professional mode.
"Ah yes come on in." I waved my hand to him to say hello. "Aye, um, I've gotta go but I'll see you later though.
"Make that money daddy." Violet blew a kiss into the phone before I hung up.
“What’s good bro? I haven’t spoken to you in weeks. How’ve you been?” I asked as Adrial sluggishly plopped down in the chair in front of my desk. “Damn, you look like shit on a stick boi.”
“Man, I’ve been feeling like shit. I can’t sleep. I can’t eat. All I’ve been trying to do is beg Crystal for forgiveness and she won’t even answer my fucking calls.” The depression resonated in his voice.
“Dang, bro. She’s still mad and she has a right to be. You’ve just gotta give her some time man.” I had no time to pacify his feelings, especially since I wasn’t on the righteous path any longer with my marriage.
“Don’t you think I know that? Look, I didn’t come up in here so you can lecture me about how wrong I am and shit, alright? I know I fucked up. I know I should’ve been the perfect husband but I just can’t let go of the past. The playa days were so easy and fun that I couldn’t see moving past that.” He scratched his head with a distraught look on his face.
“So why the hell did you marry her then, bro?”
“I married her because I loved her dammit. And, I couldn’t bare to see her with any other man.” Adrial lowered his head. “Now, look at me.
I’ve lost my career and my family over some dumb slut who couldn’t get her life together. All over some fire ass head.”
“Damn you too?” I blurted not even thinking of my words.
“Huh? What do you mean me…Oh shit! Mr. Perfect is hitting skins now? You fucking around on Angel, bro?” Adrial’s face lit up like a porch light at night.
I sighed heavily lowering my head. It wasn’t my most proud moment but damn if it didn’t feel right when I was getting it done though. Violet had spun my entire world around in a matter of a week. She had me wrapped so tight that I wasn’t even checking for Angel anymore. It wasn’t like she wanted me to touch her anyway. We slept in the same bed and it was like I was sleeping next to a ghost.
“I’ve been seeing this little dip for a few weeks now. It started off real innocent and then it just grew, changed overnight when she gave me head in the Benz. I have been trying to get Angel to give me head in the Benz since our honeymoon. That shit is crazy right?” I massaged my head hoping to relieve the stress from it.
“Trust me. I feel your pain. It’s like after you get married they just stop trying to do anything. All they want to do is cook, clean, and take care of the kids,” Adrial sighed. “What about our needs?”
“Yeah, well as men, I guess we shouldn’t have any. We should just endure the long haul that we signed up for and pray for the best.”
“Hmm. Fuck that. ‘Cause their unhappy asses would go find someone to fuck their emotions in a heartbeat and leave us high and dry if the shoe was on the other foot Vega and you know it.”
“So you’re saying the reason you kept cheating on Crystal even after you married her was because you’ve been unhappy all this time?” I questioned.
“Well naw. I fucked up royally. But in the end it just got worst with her not wanting to do shit or even fuck me anymore. So what the hell was I supposed to do?” He sat up as if I had ruffled his feathers a bit on that one.
“Yeah well I, on the other hand, my workload is responsible for how my marriage went south. I sat down and thought about it one day and realized this shit had been going on for a while. Ever since I picked up extra shifts here, she’s resented me.” I felt a little depressed myself just thinking about the downfall of my marriage.
“But she doesn’t feel shitty when she’s spending all the money that she does. Does she?”
“Shit, I’m sure she isn’t according to my bank statements.”
“Just make sure she doesn’t find out about your side bitch though. My wife was already talking about taking half of everything I had when she was putting my shit out on the lawn.” Adrial buried his head in his hands as the words left his lips. “I’m telling you that stupid bitch had been calling, taunting my wife and shit sending me through all kinds of hell. I thought me threatening her would scare her to stop but that shit only made it worse. I should’ve killed her little ass.”
“Aye, bro. You don’t mean that shit. Nothing is that damn serious.”
“Naw, fuck that shit. I mean that. Out of all the hoes I’ve ever fucked with, this would be the one to fuck my entire life up,” Adrial sighed heavily. “Shh, don’t end up like me bruh. Learn from my mistakes. I’m telling you, your wife will get it all.”
“Man, I’m not worried about that all. Angel signed a fucking pre-nup before we got married. Ha, you think I’m a fool?” I chuckled noticing it brought a slight smile to Adrial’s face as well. “The only way she’s taking half of what I worked damn hard for is through the infidelity clause.”
No sooner than the words left my lips had Adrial and I locked eyes on each other. We realized we were both thinking the same thing. I had fucked up. If Angel ever found out about Violet, I’d be a broke dead man walking. He shook his head at me a little before releasing a faint laugh.
“Man, I’ve gotta tell you one thing bro. Have your bitch in check and you’d better not ever get caught slipping. ‘Cause if you do, you’re gonna end up fucked and struggling to figure out how the hell you got that way, just like me.” Adrial stood to shake up with me before he pitifully headed towards the door.
It pissed me off that everything he said was right. It was funny because when I should have been thinking about the consequences and likelihood of me ending up like him, I wasn’t. I was only thinking about getting my dick right later. I swear that girl had a mouth that should have been made of gold or something. And, watching her slob on my shit was truly a sight to see. Even when she went all the way down and choked on it, she still kept going sucking harder and sliding her tongue up and down. Yeah, she had me fucked up in the head I couldn’t deny it.
Angel
“I’m only here to talk, Angel.” Jay paced the floor looking uneasy to be in my living room.
“If you only wanted to talk then you could’ve called me right? You didn’t have to pop up over here.” As I jumped up from the couch, my long white tank top clung to my body, hugging every curve.
I moved seductively over to him with my chest poked out giving him an open invitation to suck them like he loved. His eyes checked me from head to toe before licking his lips from hunger. Jay wanted me. There was no denying that. I had missed him so much that I was willing to pack my shit and leave at the drop of a hat if he asked me to. As I pressed my body against his and he wrapped his hand around my waist, I knew I had him back where I wanted him.
“Angel,” he whispered into my ear making my pussy immediately soaking wet.
“Yeah, baby?”
“It’s over,” he whispered again, slowly stepping back away from me shooting a cold look my way. “You’ve been calling my phone off the fucking hook. That’s why I’m here. What we did was wrong and I should have never started that shit with you.”
“Are you fucking serious? After six months of fucking me raw, bustin’ in me and telling me that you loved me, you’re just gonna end it like this?” My heart dropped to my feet feeling a panic attack coming on. “Why are you doing this to me?”
“Because my brother doesn’t deserve this shit, man. He’s a good man and you ain’t doing shit but bringing him down with your bullshit. You should be trying to work it out with him instead of chasing up behind me, man. Real talk,” Jay huffed as he paced the floor. “I’m no good for you, anyway.”
“Don’t sit there and try to tell me what’s best for me. I’m a grown ass woman who can take care of herself.” My anger rose to a level unparalleled. “You’re just a fucking coward. If you’re scared of your fucking brother and you don’t want to hit this pussy no more than just be a man and say it.”
He stood there staring off into my eyes observing how angry I had become. I couldn’t contain myself. How could he fix his lips to talk to me like I wasn’t shit? After all of the lovemaking and pillow talking we did, how could he just end it with me like I was simply another bitch on the street to him?
He didn’t even bother weighing our options or giving me an ultimatum or shit. He just wanted to end it like it never happened. We had so many sultry memories, there was no way that I could just end my feelings and forget about him that easily. My heart silently split into pieces as I stood staring back at him trying not to allow a single tear to fall from my face.
“You shouldn’t feel this way or any type of way about this,” he began in a calmer tone. “You’re married and you need try to work things out with your husband or leave him alone. If you’re miserable and can’t work it out then go ahead with the divorce and find you someone else. But that someone else can’t be me, Angel. I’m done with you.”
Tears streamed waterfalls down my cheeks as I struggled to catch my breath from the wind that felt like it was knocked out of me, “Jay….Jay, please don’t do this to me.”
My knees hit the linoleum floor as one hand slapped it while the other clenched my shirt. I was beyond devastated. Never have I had a man deny me any kind of attention but this really dug in deep to my soul seeing as though I was really feeling him.
Yeah, maybe I was wrong as shit for allowing
myself to get this far with him. But I thought that we were truly soul mates. I thought that we would be able to be together forever. In so many ways, he was much better than his brother could ever be to me and I was willing to give up so much to be with him.
“If you’re doing this because of some moral obligation to your brother then you are doing this for the wrong reasons. Your brother doesn’t give a shit about you, Jay. None of your family ever did—“
“Before you continue trying to turn me against my brother and shit, realize what you’re saying up out of your mouth.” Jay pointed his long finger down at me.
“But Jay—“
“No. I’m not about to let you sit there and bad mouth my blood man. We all have fucked up ways. But that’s my brother and there’s nothing that I can do to take away what we did. All I can do is make it right from here on out.” Jay headed towards the door as my tears grew from streams to large ass rivers. “Bye Angel. Don’t ever call me in life ever again. Ever!”
“Jay!” I screeched at the top of my lungs with tears bursting from my face as the rest of my body hit the floor. “Jay! Oh my God.”
Wednesday, July 4 th, 2012
Mika
Another twelve hours down. Even though today was a holiday and I was dog fucking tired, I still had to be there tonight for another twelve hours. I didn’t know if David had plans to barbecue or anything but I wasn’t in the mood for celebrating anything. It was eight in the morning and I was just now walking through the door of the apartment that I barely saw.
I felt bad because I was barely able to spend any time with my son. He was a baby and didn’t really know what was going on, but if I kept up this lifestyle I would miss out on the best parts of watching my son grow up. Somebody had to mold him into a better man than his daddy would ever be.
I was sure of that. Despite the way he would see David treating me, I was determined to make sure that Keylan grew up better than that, respecting women, and never ever put his hands on them. I didn’t know how I was going to shield all that bullshit from his young eyes but I was damn sure going to try.
