by Ciarra
“Dayja?”
“I need you to come get me Jay, right now, I’m in Hudson. Get up right now and come get your sister,” I started crying to my brother.
“I need an address baby. I’m with Brook, should I wake her up? Should I call for back up?” he asked me.
“No, don’t wake her up and don’t say nothing to nobody. Jay, nobody! No backup, we don’t need it, I’m safe,” I reassured him. The clerk gave me the address to the location to where I was located and Jay told me he was on his way. I handed the clerk back his phone and stood at the door, crying hard as hell. Nobody knew the feeling I was going through. I was almost considering leaving Minnesota. I didn’t know what people knew back in Minneapolis knew about me or what they heard. I sat back thinking about all the what-ifs, what could have happened and what I’m going to be doing differently in my life from this day forward.
Jay
After I received the phone call from my sister, I immediately hopped up from Brook’s bed and ran straight to my car, headed to get my sister. I was kind of shocked she didn’t want me to get Brook and bring her, but that was something I didn’t want to bring up at the time of the call. Deep down in my heart I always wondered why Brook got away so easily or why they let her go. Before Lovely died, it was them three. All three of them did the dirty work or at least that was what they told men, but who knows with them now. Lovely was dead, Dayja was kidnapped and Brook walked away perfectly fine. Something of that nature didn’t add up. I got the address to the place Dayja was at and hit the highway. I was pushing a hundred miles per hour there, not giving a damn if the police was going to pull me over or not. I had to slow down to give Tiffany a call.
She picked up on the second ring, and the first words I heard was “You dirty bitch, you got me fucked up.” I hung up the phone on her and hit the gas pedal. Sure enough, I felt my phone ring and of course, I knew it was her. I answered on the first ring.
“Yea,” I said to her.
“Hey boo you just called?” I knew she called to reassure her position. I had Tiffany trained and she knew it.
“Yea, I just called, I’m on my way to pick up my sister,” I told her. She started screaming and told me she was happy for me.
“Bay, I got something to tell you,” she said to me.
“What’s up Tiff baby?” I asked. I felt my stomach getting uneasy and I knew she was going to tell me something I didn’t want to hear or something I wasn’t ready for.
“I’m pregnant,” she said all happily.
“Ooh, that’s nice, by who?” I asked her. I strapped up every time I was with Tiffany and plus, she made sure I strapped up too because she was in school getting her medical degree, or at least that’s was she told me.
“Umm, by you, who else silly?” she asked in a sarcastic voice. I burst out laughing.
“How could you be pregnant by me when we used a condom every time, and didn’t you tell me you were in school to be a medical assistant?” I asked her. She started stuttering and I hung up on her. She needed to get her lies together and think about it. A baby was not going to make a nigga stay. I had about thirty minutes left of the ride to get my sister. I turned on my August CD, sat back and let it play in my head, and put my foot to the metal.
I saw the signs letting me know that Hudson was the next city coming up. I was getting anxious to get to my sister; I didn’t know what to expect. I didn’t know if her eyes was black or she was missing an eye socket. I just didn’t know what to expect when I saw her. I got off the exit my GPS told me to, and made a left then a right and pulled up to the Super America gas station. I spotted my sister walking out once she spotted my car. I parked my car, hopped out and ran over to her. Dayja looked at me and I saw my mom in her. Damn, I never realized how much she looked like her until now. She smiled and gave me a hug. Her ear had a bandage on it and her her clothes looked bogus, but otherwise she looked normal.
“I ain’t gone lie, I thought he had you sis, but we gone get him back,” I told her.
“Bro, me and Killa is cool, I’m leaving it alone and you are too. We are going to start walking the right way. I’m thankful that he let me go. Please leave it alone Jay, his crew is crazy and they don’t play. Please leave it alone,” she told me.
I was walking her to the car and couldn’t look at her like I wanted to. I opened up her door and she looked at me.
“Put it on momma that you are going to leave it alone,” she said and looked at me. I huffed and puffed and finally agreed. I walked over to my side of the door and got in. I was happy to see my little sister, and to know she was in good stands was a blessing.
“How’s Brook? How did she get away?” she asked me.
“I guess Killa and them must have dropped her off at the hospital, she was fine too. She’s pregnant too,” I told her as I drove.
“Oh wow, by who?”
“By me or that lame ass nigga she was fucking with,” I told Dayja. Dayja looked at me and shrugged her shoulders. My sister and I both knew I was getting down with Brook tough, but didn’t think a baby was going to come from it. We cruised to the music and eventually she fell asleep.
I was driving and all I could think about was my sister and my older brother. My older brother was currently in prison doing a bid and I pretty sure he was going to be touching down soon. I was kind of leaning towards what my sister was saying about getting my life together. Now that Tiffany is hollering she’s pregnant too, I didn’t believe it, but if she was, that was going to be some shit. Maybe I needed to get out of Minneapolis. I had been here my whole life and nothing was shaking here. It was just the same ole things with the same ole people. I told myself the next morning, Dayja and I was going to see our big brother. I got off the exit to my house and shook my sister. I told her that we were almost there. Once again, Dayja started crying and started saying how happy she was to be home. I parked my car and we got out. We were laughing like there wasn’t a care in the world.
“Welcome home Dayja,” Tiffany said to my sister once we walked through the door. My sister looked at her and said hey. She then continued to the backroom. I turned to Tiffany.
“What’s Up Tiff?” I called her by her pet nickname. She looked at me and turned her head,. I grabbed her and pulled her onto the couch with me. I kept kissing her all over her face, licking, and tickling her. She was a very ticklish person so she was laughing her ass off.
“Okay Jay, I lied, damn,” she blurted out saying while laughing. I tickled the truth right out of her.
“Why you lie?” I asked her.
“Because I got jealous that Brook was giving you a baby and I know you were over there lying down before your sister called you,” she looked at me and said. I just started to laugh at her.
“Look where I’m at now,” I told her as I looked around. She was at home, she was at my house posted up like she lived here or like she was homeless and didn’t have a place to go.
“You’re with me,” she said in her sexy voice. She looked at me with those beautiful eyes. I grabbed her faced and kissed her. I liked Tiffany and I also liked Brook too, for different reasons. Tiffany was book smart. She struggled growing up also, but she was preppy. Tiffany didn’t hang with the black people to be cool. Brook came from the suburbs, but she was straight up ghetto. She hung out with the so called bad crowd and did things to look cool. Two totally different people. Tiffany planted a big kiss on me, and then laid her head on my chest. I kissed her back and laid right there with her. I love Tiffany.
Brook
I was leaving the phone store with my new iPhone 6. I called Bee and informed him the number I was calling from was my new number. Bee was so thirsty trying to get in good with me that I was going to let him trick off. He was already talking about going to buy me a new car to get me back in the groove of things. I was happy and walking on cloud nine. Bee had reassured me that he didn’t set me up with Killa and that he didn’t even know who he was. I was waiting on my cab to pull up when a guy in a Chrysler
200 pulled up and asked me did I need a ride.
“Do I know you?” I asked him.
“My name is Loco,” he said to me. My face instantly twisted up. I gave him my number and told him to call me later. I was not going to be getting in the car with a dude named Loco that I didn’t know shit about. I didn’t want to end up like Killa or Dayja in the future. I laughed to myself. I gave the cab number my address and sat my pretty ass in the back seat of the cab. I was sitting there trying to figure out how I was going to hit my next lick. I needed to get my life in order before I started showing. I wanted to stack as much money as possible in case any nigga tried to leave us, I would be finically stable.
The cab pulled up to my house and I spotted Bee’s car. I just knew he was going to irk my fucking nerves. I put my game face on and paid the cab, then walked over to him. “Hey baby daddy, I missed you,” I said to Bee.
“What’s up BM, I missed your ass to. I’m happy I came at the right time.” He bent down and kissed me and walked me to the door. Once we got inside, I walked over to the couch and laid down. Bee came over and kissed my belly. I rolled my eyes and knew I was about to partake in turn up that I didn’t want to turn up in. He moved up to my lips and stuck his tongue inside my mouth.
“Hmmm,” I moaned out to him. He moved his tongue from out my mouth and slid it across the bottom of my neck. I was enjoying this but I wanted some head. I needed to feel some wet tongue on my pussy lips. I started to push his body down and he laughed in my ear.
“You want daddy tongue to taste that sweet, wet pregnant pussy?” he said to me. I shook my head up and down. He smirked and made his way to down to the center of my legs. He kissed my thighs then spread them right open. I reached up and grabbed my feet. I was going to enjoy this head and he knew it. I spread my legs a little wider for him to dive in the pussy.
“Damn this pussy tastes so fucking to good,” he moaned. He stuck his finger inside of my lips and stroked my pussy.
“OOO,” I started moaning out. I haven’t had sex in a minute and this shit was feeling wonderful. Now I wanted some dick. I pushed his head up and leaned up to kiss him.
“You taste my pussy baby?” he asked.
“Yes I do baby, now I need to feel my daddy’s dick,” I told him. I pushed him over and hopped right on top of him. I started to bounce and up and down on his dick. I loved Bee’s dick. His dick was nice, long and thick. And the head of it looked like a lollipop. I rode the shit out of his dick. I looked at Bee’s face, and seeing his face scrunched up let me know I was doing something right. I kept riding him but I was his riding his ass hard.
“Oh shit Brook,” Bee moaned out to me. I felt his legs twitching, and knew he was getting ready to buss his nutt soon. I stopped riding and got up off his penis. Bee popped open his eyes. “Man what you doing?” He leaned up looked at me crazily. His dick was glistening from my juices and it was bouncing right in my face. I crawled over to it and stuck my tongue out.
“Cum in my mouth baby,” I said to him. I sucked on the head of his dick real nice and slow. After I got the tip his dick wet, I deep throated it. I needed to feel every inch and every vein in my mouth. I kept his dick in my mouth while I massaged his balls.
“Ooh, I’m about to cum,” he moaned out as he pulled my hair and gripped it tightly. I felt his knees buckle and all his hot semen flowed down my throat.
“Hmmm baby, I like that,” I said to him as I licked my lips.damn I missed his dick, I missed dick in general. I hoped up off his dick and went to get rag, I cleaned my hot box off and put some soap on it and gave him a rag. After that, I climbed into my bed and drifted off into dreamland.
I woke up a few hours later and Bee was sitting next to me sleep. He was snoring like a baby. I put the paws on him. I reached over to grab my phone and noticed I had one text message from a number that was not saved in my phone. I shook my head before I even read the message. I already knew who the message was from: Loco.
“Was-Up This Loco Lock Me in. Can I c u later.” I read the message and laughed. I just didn’t get why some niggas texted in slang. I sat my phone down and decided I would reply once I got out the shower. I got out the bed and grabbed my underclothes. I wanted to smack Bee’s ass and kick him out my house but I was going to play nice today. I walked in the bathroom and stood in the mirror. It seems like every time I looked in the mirror, my evil side came out. I felt like a snake because I haven’t called Jay to find out if Day was alive or not. It’s not that I really cared but I knew I needed to make sure she was put away before I can get my hustle on like I wanted to; and I also got to find a way to get Jay out the way. Yes, he could possibly be my baby’s dad, but fuck him. I knew if I wanted to take over Dayja’s role, I was going to have to cut him out or he was going to think he was in charge. And at this moment, I wanted to be in charge.
I turned from the mirror, put my evil side away, got in the shower and relaxed my mind. I felt the coldness come from behind me and I knew that Bee was trying to get in the shower with me. I didn’t want a want a round two with him. It was dark outside so it had to be at least eight p.m. I wanted to go outside. Bee wrapped his arms around me, rubbed my stomach and kissed me on my neck. As soon as he let me go, I found my towel, poured my body wash on it and started to wash up. I gave Bee my towel and asked him to wash my back in which he did. I hopped my ass right out of the shower afterwards. I went to the room and laid across my bed, I grabbed my phone and decided to shoot Loco a text back.
“Hey Hunny, and I got you locked in and you can see my tonight. What’s the plans?” I replied back to him. I laid there for a few moments then my phone dinged.
“Watt u want to do let’s keep it chill and go uptown,” he replied. I thought about it and Uptown wasn’t too bad. In fact, I loved going Uptown. It was a high scale city and every time I went out there, I felt rich.
“That’s cool I love uptown where you trying to meet?” I asked him. Uptown was always busy that was why I loved it.
“We can meet at the Famous Dave’s order us some food and I can drive us to Lake Calhoun and we can chill up there.” I was getting excited at the the things he was saying. Dayja and I used to order food from Uptown, walk to Lake Calhoun and sit on the benches and eat it. Lake Calhoun was a popular lake that everybody went to.
I looked at the clock and noticed it was half past eight and if I caught a cab, I would make it there around nine-thirty.
“Okay I’ll meet you at Famous D’s at nine-thirty.” I sat my phone and down and finished putting on my Charmed lotion from Bath and Body Works. I walked into my closet and looked for a nice, decent fit. I didn’t want to be too flashy and also didn’t want to freeze, but still wanted to look nice. Just as I closed the drawer to get my undergarments out, I heard the bathroom door open up. I looked up scared and put my hand over my heart, and just that quick I forgot Bee was in my house. I had left his ass in the shower. I told him that I was going to meet a friend at famous Dave’s. He told me that was fine and he was on his way out the door. I picked up the phone and called me a cab. I was back in motion baby.
I heard the horn honk, and I knew the cab was outside. I grabbed my True Religion jean jacket, locked my front door, and marched my ass to the cab. I gave the cab driver my location and we headed in that direction. I made sure to tip him so that I can use him as my ride on my way back home. I texted Loco and let him know I was on my way, and I sat back enjoyed my ride. But man, I knew this cab thing wasn’t going to last long. I needed to work Bee’s ass out of a car ASAP.
We pulled up in front of Famous Dave’s and Loco was standing there with his leg propped up leaning against his car. He spotted me and walked over to the cab. He reached in his pocket, pulled out two hundred-dollars bills and tried to hand it to the cab driver. I told Loco I had already paid him and pushed his hand back. I took a look at Loco and noticed how good he looked. He was dark skinned but not very dark. I could tell he was about six-feet-two and had just got a lining. He had on a t-shirt so all hi
s tats on his arms were exposed. I don’t know why his name was Loco, it should have been handsome. We walked hand-in-hand into the restaurant and walked to the to-go section. I ordered my food and tried to pay. This time Loco snatched my hand up.
“Stop trying to disrespect and let us have a date,” he said to me. He pushed me to the side and placed his order. The server told us it should be ready within fifteen mins. I walked back and forth waiting on our food to get done. Loco looked at me as I walked past him. He snatched me between his legs and sniffed my neck.
“Damn you smell good,” he said.
“Thank you,” I responded. I blushed and turned away from him until he cupped my face and kissed me.
“Don’t be kissing on me, I don’t know where your dirty lips been.” I looked at him while moving my head around.
“Yo shawty, you funny,” he said. Loco had a deep voice that I loved. I loved a man with deep voice. That just proved to me that he was true man.
“What’s your real name?” he asked me snapping me out my daze.
“Brooklyn,” I told him. I turned to him because I didn’t know myself who Brooklyn was. I had put Brooklyn in the closet and she only came out when it was for family.
