by Natavia
“O’Shea, how does Britain feel about the sex tape that was just leaked? Why did Jordan have to get medical treatment? Are you abusive? Do you hit Britain too?” These motherfuckers would ask you anything. The officers shoved me in the back of a squad car as cameras were still flashing in my face.
Britain
Shia and I were just leaving the hospital from seeing Jamille. She was really bad off and they were talking about sending her to a hospice. I didn’t know much about the woman but my heart was heavy for her. Just in that short period of time her face had sunken in and she was so weak. I knew she didn’t have much time left but I hoped she went peacefully. When we got to my car, Shia cried and I hugged her.
“It’s okay, baby! She’s going to a better place where all her pain will be gone!” I told her and she wiped her eyes.
“I won’t have nobody!” she cried harder.
“Listen, Shia, you have me, your daddy, Geraldine, Tammy, Kenjay and Latavia! We are your family! Me and your daddy were kids when we had you so that’s why Jamille raised you. We all love you and we are not leaving you!” I told her and she hugged me for the first time.
I wiped her eyes, “Now, let’s go see Latavia since she been asking about you all day!” I told her.
I met Latavia at the mall and we walked into the Nail Spa.
“What color you want your fingers and toes to be?” I asked Shia. She told me pink. I grabbed a hot pink color and sliver glitter nail polish to add to it.
The three of us were sitting in chairs soaking our feet.
“Oh my God!” Latavia said.
“What?” I asked.
She handed me her phone and my face dropped with tears in my eyes. It was O’Shea and Jordan fucking like wild animals. He had her screaming like she was being murdered as he pounded her narrow ass from the back.
“What the hell is this?” I asked.
“According to the media, it was leaked earlier!” she said.
“Girllll, I know it’s not the right time to say this but that nigga is hung like a horse! Damn!” she said.
My phone rang and it was Tammy. She was yelling and cursing about Jordan and O’Shea. She told me that he was locked up for smacking her. They picked him up from the studio and now it was all over social media.
After I hung up, I whispered to Latavia so Shia didn’t hear about everything Tammy told me.
“Are you going to go and see about your man?” she asked.
“After me and Shia finish getting pampered! This is me and her time together and no one is ruining it! He is also lucky the police got to his ass before I did!” I told her.
“It might be old,” she said.
“Girl, that’s recently! That black diamond chain he had on in the video he had just bought for the BET awards show we went to! So, it happened after that which is only a few fucking weeks ago! He and I wasn’t really official then but he still knows better!” I fussed. It was about to be some shit!
After we finished getting our nails and toes done, we did a little shopping. I grabbed a lot of clothes for Shia off of O’Shea’s black card. After we parted ways with, Latavia we headed home. I had to get up early in the morning to do photo shoots for Malore’s plus-sized summer collection.
When I pulled up O’Shea’s driveway, his publicist Rissa was standing around front. I didn’t like the bitch at all! I had only met her once. She rubbed me the wrong way.
“Oh, thank God, I was hoping to catch you here! I just got here a few minutes ago!” she said.
“What’s going on?” I asked when I already knew.
“O’Shea and a few other rappers have been locked up at the studio and taken into custody. I just wanted to tell you that there was no need for you to go downtown because the paparazzi will hound you. His attorney is working on getting him out now. They think it’s best that you stay home,” she told me.
“Shia, go on in the house and feed Tookie. I will grab our bags,” I told her giving her the house key.
“Is there anything else I should know?” I asked her.
“Nope, that’s about it!” she said.
“So, what about the sex tape that was leaked?” I asked her.
“What sex tape?” she asked with her stupid ass!
“I really find it weird that you and Jordan Liles are besties now! I see the pictures of y’all on Instagram! I just find it odd because she leaks a sex tape of her and O’Shea. She follows him around and now she is fucking up his career!” I pulled out my phone. Latavia sent me a picture right after she and I left each other.
“Isn’t this you at the hospital with her? You are his publicist and you are at the hospital with a bitch that caused all of this! You are playing both sides and I don’t trust your ass! You know all about the fucking tape! You are the first one to find out about shit like this! I’m sure you been knew about it!” I told her and she looked shocked.
“Thanks for the information by the way and have a great day! When you see that bitch again, tell her I got something for her ass. She want to play dirty! Tell her I can get down and filthy!” I walked into the house leaving her standing there. I wouldn’t be surprised if Rissa helped Jordan Liles set that up since she was so far up her ass!
After I helped Shia with her homework, she took a shower then got ready for bed.
“I don’t like my new school! There aren’t many black kids!” she fussed and I laughed. Since she lived with us now she went to a different school. O’Shea had full custody over Shia since I was the one who abandoned her. Now, I had to get a lawyer to have rights also just in case he and I decided to part ways.
“Well, your daddy is stubborn! We already talked about that and he said that’s the best school for you,” I told her and she poked her lip out.
“You made me bleed!” Tookie said.
“Why does she say that?” Shia asked laughing.
“Tookie just listens to TV a lot!” I told her tucking her in. Tookie stays in Shia bedroom now because O’Shea couldn’t stand her. At first she was in the living room but when he comes in the house she calls him a “Bitch nigga.”
“Want me read you a story?” I asked.
“No! I’m not a baby! Can you do my hair like yours?” she asked. My hair was in wild curls because of the Bantu knots I put my hair in last night.
“Sure! Tomorrow when you get home from school I will do it for you!” I told her kissing her cheek.
“I like it better when you are not crying. When you used to cry all the time it made me nervous!” she said and I laughed.
“Is that why you was avoiding me?” I asked.
“Yes! But then my father told me that you are just happy to see me. I thought maybe I hurt your feelings,” she said. My eyes watered up because this was our second real conversation. The first one was earlier after we saw Jamille at the hospital.
“I’m just so happy to have you back! I didn’t mean to make you feel that way! I promise I will try not to do that a lot,” I told her.
“I had fun today! Ma, and I used to do a lot of things but when she started getting sick she couldn’t,” she said sadly and I squeezed her leg.
“We are going to always have a lot of fun!” I told her and she smiled. I kissed her forehead then turned her light off.
“Goodnight!” Tookie said because I turned the light off.
“Kisses!” I told Tookie and she made smooching noises then I pecked her beak. Tookie was still my baby although only me and Shia liked her.
I took a shower then got dressed for bed. O’Shea pissed me off to the fullest! It took everything in me not go off earlier the way I was feeling. Seeing him lustfully pounding into another woman crushed me! He caressed her the same way he did me. He bit his bottom lip the same way he did when he and I make love.
How could I feel special when he did everything to her that he does to me? I shut my eyes to get ready for my early morning.
O'Shea
It was five o’clock in the morning and I was just getting
home. My ass got a court date for smacking Jordan’s stupid ass! I couldn’t believe the bitch did me like that! One thing my pops always told me that was the truth is a bitch will fuck your whole life up! Jordan was doing just that! I should’ve never fucked her! I guess it was my way of relieving some stress for finding out I had a daughter.
Britain walked out of the bathroom with just a red lace bra on with matching red lace thongs. Her hair was wild and bushy and the shit looked sexy as fuck! I shouldn’t be thinking about sex but her smooth brown skin and the perfume she just used fucked my head up.
She looked at me with her nose frowned up, “Fuck you looking at me like that for?” I asked her. Britain was funny as hell when she was mad. Her pouty lips be all poked out with her bushy wild curls framing her face, falling over her right eye.
“I should slap the fuck out of you! A fucking sex tape?” she asked me.
“I didn’t know she was recording us but you and I weren’t together so it isn’t like I cheated on you! But I am sorry because, although we weren’t official, I should’ve taken your feelings into consideration. I only fucked her because I was mad at your ass for keeping shit away from me. It just felt like that’s what I needed to feel better about the situation. I know it isn’t an excuse but all this communicating shit is new to a nigga. I never had to answer to someone and now I do,” I told her and she frowned her nose up again. I wanted to laugh but that would make her really smack me.
Britain can seem innocent but she still had a hood chick in her and when she was mad all that shit came out.
“It’s cool we even! I got my swerve on too around the same time you did!” she said.
“What the fuck you just say?” I asked.
“It’s cool, boo! I got my back broke from another nigga a few weeks ago!” she said putting some kind of oil on her body.
“Don’t fucking play with me! This shit isn’t funny!” I walked to her and she laughed getting up going into the bathroom.
I followed behind her, “Why you playing with me? I didn’t cheat on you!” I told her.
“I know that! Do I look like a weak bitch to you? If you did cheat on me, I wouldn’t be here! I went through too much bullshit to just turn around and put up with bullshit all over again! Now, get the fuck out of my face so I can get ready for this catalog I’m posing for!” she told me with her nasty-ass attitude.
“On some real shit, Britain, don’t do it shorty! A nigga head not straight! My dick all over the internet and my ass got a domestic violence charge and a dumb ass drug charge over some weed. Our tour might be canceled because the label is under investigation. I’m fucked up right now and all I want is for you to rock with me while I deal with this shit. Cussing me out and all that other shit is un-called for!” I told her.
“Okay. I will try my best but I’m still mad at your ass! What the fuck you doing caressing her all over and biting your lip and shit? You do that shit to me! You was fucking her like she was me!” she said.
“That’s because I wanted her to be! So, you have your answer right there. In some crazy ass way I was thinking about you when I fucked her. I wanted to take my frustrations out on you and make love to you at the same time,” I admitted.
“Her skinny ass! How the fuck can you imagine that was me? You think I’m falling for that shit?” she asked.
“Why are you so damn difficult? Why would size matter in that situation when I don’t even think about that shit when I make love to you? I don’t see that when we be fucking!” I told her.
“Umph!” she said turning around and putting her hair up in a high ass thick bushy ponytail. She looked just the way she did when I knocked on her door that day and Elay popped up on us. I still remembered that day, what she wore and her shiny lip-gloss. Her innocent baby face and that sexy mole she had like Marilyn Monroe. Her full, round face and almond-shaped eyes made a nigga heart melt.
“You so sexy to me, Brit,” I told her wrapping my arms around her waist with my nose nuzzled into her neck. Her sweet scented skin was making my dick hard. I kissed her neck gently and she closed her eyes. I knew she was mad at me but she was just as horny as I was.
“You want the dick don’t you, Britain?” I asked tracing my fingers around her panty line pulling them away from her body.
“NO!” she said pulling away until I grabbed her.
“Let me feel it then!” I asked slipping my hand between her legs and her wetness seeped through the fabric of her thong.
She moaned and I slipped a finger into her as I kissed her lips. She gave up and threw her arms around my neck kissing me back. I ripped her thongs off. She undid my pants and pulled my dick out. She slowly dropped down to her knees.
“What you doing? You don’t have to do that!” I told her but she spit on my dick before entering it into her mouth. With both hands she jerked me off as she swallowed almost my whole dick. I grabbed her ponytail as she bobbed her head on my shit. I leaned against the sink.
“Suck that shit! Fuck!” I told her.
She slid it out then took her tongue and flicked it across my dick head then placed kisses down the length of my shaft. When she got to my nuts, she pulled one into her mouth sucking on it as she jerked me off.
“Bitch!” I shouted. I didn’t mean to call her one but she was sucking my dick so good I felt like knocking her ass out!
Her head continued to bob up and down as she massaged my nuts. My dick started throbbing and I pulled her up. She sat on the sink, spreading her legs.
I slowly glided my dick into her and she squirmed, “Keep still!” I told her.
“The shit hurt! I wi—” was all she could say as I slammed into her making her lose her voice.
I held her legs down and apart as I long stroked her. I lifted her bra up massaging her titties.
“Damn you!” she moaned as I pounded into her. The sounds of her pussy farting echoed through the bathroom. She was so wet and tight I was about to burst. She pulled me into her so I could go deeper. When she did that I pinned her down, slamming into her and she dug those pointy sharp witch nails in my back. The harder I fucked her the more she scratched my back.
“Fuck me! Yessssss!!!! Right there! Please don’t stoppppp!” she squealed. I didn’t know what type of noise that was because I never heard it before.
“You big dick fucker! Fuck me harder!” she cried. I grabbed her around the neck shoving my tongue down her throat and she sucked on it. I pulled out and slammed into her again and her eyes rolled to the back of her head like she overdosed. Her pussy juices squirted out like ketchup from a bottle. I pinched her swollen clit. She slapped the hell out of me.
“Squeeze my dick! Yeah, shorty, just like that! Make that pussy choke my shit!” I said on the verge of busting the biggest nut in history. My chest tightened up my nuts swole up and a nigga knees felt weak.
“Fuckkkkkk mmeeeeeee!” she cried with tears falling down her face as she came with me following behind her.
She looked at me with sleepy-like glossy eyes.
“Damn!” she said and I laughed.
“That’s for lying saying you fucked another nigga when I know damn-well you didn’t! The way your shit was clamping on a nigga!” I said and she laughed.
“Who dick you been sucking, Britain?” I asked.
“Damn, O’Shea, I have been with a few guys in the past! I was even in a relationship for a year before I came back home,” she said getting ready for a shower.
“That nigga better not be calling you neither!” I told her and she hugged me kissing my neck.
“Why you always getting jealous? You was like that when we were younger. Remember how you whipped Rattle ass because he kissed me? Why is that? Why is it that after all these years, we still manage to bounce back with this addiction we have for one another?” she asked looking into my eyes.
I couldn’t respond.
“I’m ready when you are!” she told me.
“Ready for what?” I asked.
“Ready to ad
mit we were and still are in love with each other!” she said.
She straight put a nigga on the spot. I knew how I feel about her but just saying that word to her was hard as hell for me. I knew I loved Britain. I could go another eight years without her and she still would cross my mind. How was that shit possible? It had to be love. I was also connected to her through our daughter.
“By the way, you need to fire that bitch Rissa! She playing dirty as fuck! How is she so close to Jordan Liles like that and still be your publicist? Do you know that bitch was at the hospital with her? Her ass is not right!” she said to me.
“Yo, that shit is dead! I fired her ass as soon as I walked out the police station!” I told her.
“Good! She don’t want this hood bitch beat down! I took Shia to see your mom yesterday! You really need to talk to her before she goes. She really wanted to have that conversation with you. Every time she tries to talk to you about everything she said you cut her off. She might not have been a good mother to you but she was a great one to Shia! That needs to count for something because Shia could’ve ended up in a foster home. She righted her wrongs through your daughter. She knows it was too late to have a bond with you so she had her second chance with Shia! You have to forgive her, O’Shea,” she said.
