Heaven's Hell

by Takerra, Allen

“Huh? You said something?” Heaven asked, turning off the water.

  “Nah, Um. You want something to eat?” He asked, changing the subject. He shouted through the door. “I know you late but I got quick shit like fruit, bagels, cereal, what you want?”

  “Um, fruit is fine. I like all fruit,” she answered. Little did he know she was grinning on the other side of the door.

  “Aight, just come downstairs when you ready,” he yelled back, heading for the stairs. Heaven wiped the foggy mirror after she dried her body and lotioned, and then dressed. She brushed out her wrap and straightened up her mess a little, and then she headed downstairs ready for a late start to school.

  By the time they pulled up to the school, it was almost 10:30 am and Heaven had missed three periods. She was kind of glad because she wasn’t sure if her father would be looking for her that morning, plus her 4th and 5th period classes were study hall, she just had to go work in the library for a little while. Everything else was straight; her last two periods were bullshitting until Spring Break anyway. She turned to G.

  “I get out at 2:30… I mean, school let’s out at 2:30, I’ll be done way before that, but you don’t have to come back until 2:30. I know you have things to do.”

  G took a sip of his orange juice.

  “What time will you be done with what you have to do?”

  She paused before answering. “Mmm, probably around one.”

  He nodded.

  “Well, I’ll be back at one then. Okay?”

  She smiled.

  “Okay.” Then she hopped out of his truck and strutted inside of the school. G watched her walk inside before pulling off, heading to the Elizabeth area.

  Heaven went straight to the library, anxious to get this assignment over with. She had hand written everything and now she just had to type it all up. If she had a computer, she wouldn’t even have to be there. Ugh! The complications associated with being broke.

  She found a seat closest to the back and pulled out her notebook ready to go to work. She was interrupted by a hand on her shoulder.

  “Hey,” Ricky whispered, sitting in an empty seat next to her.

  “Hey,” Heaven responded dryly. She was immediately repulsed by him. She had thought he was cool, there was even a time that she thought he was fine, and she thought it would be to her service to keep Ricky around as a friend, but now G made all of that shit disappear.

  “So what’s up? What you been up to?” He asked, smiling ear to ear.

  “Nothing… everything,” she answered, staring straight ahead at the computer screen. Ricky could tell he was being ignored, and he was determined to have a second go with Heaven. He couldn’t stop thinking about her.

  “So, what you doing tonight? You wanna go to the movies or something? I mean I know you got a man, but maybe you can make up something.” Heaven looked at him and cut him off.

  “I can’t make up anything Ricky, I don’t go anywhere.” He looked at her confused.

  “But you went to Toy’s party.”

  “Yeah, but that was a weekend,” she stated matter of factly, not in the mood for explanations.

  “Well then, what are you doing this weekend?” He asked, grinning again. Heaven had been waiting for someone, anyone, to ask her that question.

  She turned to him and smiled.

  “I’m going to Saint Tropez.” Then she turned back to the computer and kept typing.

  “Saint Tropez? I know that broke down nigga aint taking you there! Who you going there with, Jay-Z?” He laughed hard. Heaven remained serious and put her forefinger on her chin.

  “Mmmm, close,” she replied. Ricky immediately stopped laughing, his pride was hurt but he wouldn’t show it.

  “For real?” He asked her, just to be sure that she wasn’t joking.

  “Yeah, for real,” she replied, not even looking at him. That was all he needed to hear. He couldn’t compete with that, not right now. And the way she was acting, he was better off getting up now and saving face.

  “Aight, Hev. I’ll holla at you,” he said, getting up slowly out of the chair. Heaven looked up at him and felt a little bad, but then remembered the shit that Ricky had done to her before, and suddenly, remorse was gone.

  “Bye,” she answered him.

  “Have fun in Saint Tropez,” he added, with a touch of sarcasm.

  “I will, thanks,” she waved. And with that, Ricky was gone and Heaven was back to her paper.

  Heaven had been going hard for an hour and a half before she was interrupted again.

  “Girl, where you been? I aint seen you in Gym class or in the hallways at all today!” Toy spoke, with her thick accent.

  “Hey Toy,” Heaven smiled. She had been meaning to call Toy; she just had so much going on. Heaven looked Toy up and down real quick and admired her cute little outfit, denim miniskirt with bright Chuck Taylor sneakers. Toy was too cute.

  “Unh-unh, don’t ‘hey toy’ me. Girl, you aint never even tell me what happened when you left my party with G! What yall do, you fucked him?” Heaven giggled out of embarrassment, and blushed simultaneously at the mention of G’s name.

  “Noooo, girl we didn’t do anything. We just talked.” Toy looked at Heaven and sucked her teeth in disbelief.

  “What-eva! Talk my ass. But anyway, girl come with me to the mall after school. We gotta catch up.” Heaven tried to think quick on her feet. She didn’t want to tell Toy about her staying with G and all of that. She didn’t want to tell anyone and risk getting G into any kind of trouble. So she said what just came to her mind.

  “I can’t girl, I got something really important to do. But I swear, we gonna kick it when I get back from vacation.”

  “Vacation? You and your boo going away?” Toy asked, happy that Heaven was doing things with her man, so maybe that could leave time for her to do something with G.

  In response, Heaven lied on cue and felt horrible doing it.

  “Yeah, me and my boo.”

  Toy smiled, and the girls kicked it and talked while Heaven finished her work. Before she knew it, it was five after one. She jumped up anxious and threw her stuff in her book bag, she still had to drop off the paper in her teacher’s mailbox.

  “Alright Toy, I’ll call you girl. I gotta go.” Toy could see that she was in a rush, she was a little confused but the girls said their goodbyes, and Heaven headed for the teachers’ mailboxes. After she dropped off the paper, she ran and headed out of the front door and cheesed a big grin when she saw G sitting in his Porsche truck. As she headed down the stairs smiling, she heard her name being called. She turned around and saw Toy standing there at the top of the stairs and she felt a lump in her throat. She could tell by Toy’s expression that she was not happy, but she was trying her best to play it cool.

  Toy slowly walked down the stairs to Heaven, who was at the bottom, almost at G’s car.

  “Here Heaven, you forgot your purse.” Heaven forced a smile and took it, realizing that she should say something but not really knowing what to say.

  “Thanks girl, I’ll call you later okay?” Heaven hopped in the car without waiting for a response. G started up the truck, and her and G were off once again, leaving an angry Toy behind.

  “Yea something real important to do all right.” Toy mumbled, and headed back up the stairs with her mind in full works.

  ‘So wait, let me get this straight,” Loc laughed. “You taking a runaway minor, on a vacation, to Saint Tropez? Nigga is you crazy? You know what kinda numbers you looking at?”

  G just sat in his chair in his office staring at Loc. He knew he was right, but he also knew what he wanted.

  “Since when do you care about the fucking law?” G shot back, chuckling. “Plus, I’m using the private jet, nobody’s gonna know where we at. It’s just a few days, anyway. Relax.” Loc shook his head.

  “Relax huh? Aight. And what you gonna do when Khalil come home? You got a plan for that? …What, she aint going back to that nigga? You gon’ keep her? And you d
on’t think that’s gonna be bad for business?”

  G could feel himself getting frustrated by all of Loc’s questions. And out of all of the questions, this nigga had to ask about Khalil.

  “Man, fuck Khalil! The money that nigga brings me is a small ass fraction of the paper we see on the daily, that nigga don’t got no influence. C’mon Loc, you talking crazy right now… me and Hev just kickin’ it. We aint running off getting married and shit.”

  Loc smirked and nodded, but remained quiet. He wasn’t sure who G was trying to convince, or who he thought he was fooling. He was falling fast for Heaven, and there was a lot wrong with the situation. But still he kept his mouth closed, in addition to him being his cousin, G was also his boss, and the last thing he wanted to do was to piss him off.

  After they kicked it a little longer, G headed back to his home, anxious to get a jumpstart on the getaway. Up until this point, G had been taking himself seriously, always about money, always being extra careful. He was looking forward to just letting go, even if it was temporary.

  He pulled up to his house, smiling, knowing that he was about to see Heaven. Fuck is this girl doing to me?

  Once he reached the inside, he called out to her, but got no response.

  “Heaven!” He called out again, still nothing. Different things raced through his mind, as he climbed the stairs slowly. Apprehensions were all over his face, but as he approached the bedroom, they all slipped away. Heaven lay sleeping soundly on his bed, still dressed in her sweats that she wore to school. He stood over her, staring for a few minutes, before he tapped her softly.

  “Hey sleepy head,” he whispered. She opened her eyes slowly, and smiled lightly, when she remembered where she was. Heaven couldn’t remember the last time she slept so peacefully, not worrying about what or who would awaken her.

  She sat up slowly and stretched her arms upright, smiling, and feeling rejuvenated. G sat down on the bed looking at her with admiring eyes.

  “You hungry?” He asked her.

  “Mmm, a little. Do you want me to cook something?” She replied sweetly, so used to running to the kitchen anytime Khalil mentioned that he might be hungry.

  G simply responded by looking at her and then grabbing her face gently and kissing her. She melted and allowed him to take control as their tongues intertwined. When he was done he pulled back.

  “Heaven, you don’t have to cook. You don’t have to do anything for me, let me take care of you.”

  She scooted closer to him and answered him seriously.

  “G, so far you have done more for me than you can imagine. I feel like I haven’t done anything for you. I don’t like feeling like that.”

  G wanted to tell her that she had done something for him just by being there, but he didn’t want to play himself. He felt like his feelings were getting out of control, and although he thought that Heaven was a genuine person, he didn’t want to turn into a fool in love. So, he just spoke the first thing that came to his mind in response to her sugary voice and sweet gestures.

  “Yo, where did you come from?”

  She busted out laughing at him.

  “Heaven. I came from Heaven.” And with that, he pressed his lips to hers again and she let him take control.

  Heaven felt like she was floating on air. She had no idea this experience would be so invigorating.

  “Oh my god, I’m flying! G, look, I’m flying!”

  “Uh-huh, I see you,” G replied, looking out of the corner of his eye at Heaven and the pilot, but inside he was silently praying for his life. Besides the fact that he didn’t care for flying, he really didn’t care for small planes, and he especially didn’t care for the way the pilot just let Heaven take control of the shift, as if they weren’t 35,000 feet in the air. But she seemed excited so G let her have that. G was slowly turning into a sucker for her, he could feel it.

  “G look! In the distance… there’s another plane!”

  G closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

  “Oh yea. Look baby, why don’t you let the pilot do his thing while its another plane up here,” G insisted.

  The pilot interrupted.

  “No, Mr. G, I think she has the hang of it. I can show her how to maneuver around the other plane, its no big deal. She’s like a pro.”

  G looked at him like he was crazy as Heaven giggled.

  “Awww, G. Are you scared? Don’t be afraid, I’m a pro!” Heaven joked. G cracked a smile and ordered another Patron from the pilot’s assistant. He needed a drink.

  After they landed, safely, G and Heaven were escorted to a medium sized speedboat on the dock. The sun was beginning to set and the water mixed with the bright colors of the sky was amazing. Heaven began taking more pictures.

  ‘Why are we getting on a boat?” She finally asked him as he strapped her with a lifejacket. “And why aren’t you wearing a life coat, you too cool for one?” She asked playfully. He laughed.

  “Well, the boat is to take us to the island where our villa is. And the jacket, that shit is too tight for me, ma. Anyway, my swimming game is on point,” he boasted, as Heaven giggled. They boarded the boat and G sat down as he watched Heaven stand and take in all of the scenery. She was in awe as they sped through the beautiful water and the mist from the speed tickled her face. After a short ride, they were pulling up to a beautiful beach, which appeared to resemble paradise. From the shore Heaven could see what seemed to be a house, well lit with canopy style drapings outside and large glass walls.

  G put his hand out to help Heaven off of the boat, but she was frozen. Things like this just didn’t happen to girls like her.

  ‘This is our villa?” She asked, as they headed towards the door. As they got closer, Heaven could see the whole inside, the beautiful living area that was on the other side of the glass.

  “Yup, this is us. It’s all glass, but no one is here on this section of the island. We can sleep with the doors wide open, let the breeze in and shit. Do whatever.”

  For the first time since she had met him, Heaven wondered how much money G really had.

  “Wow,” was all she could manage.

  After their luggage was brought in and everyone was gone, Heaven explored the inside of her home for the next days, however many days they would be staying.

  The living room was decorated in all white, with calla lilies in vases. Directly behind it, was a large steel kitchen and directly behind that were more glass doors that led to a pool that led to the water. It actually looked as if you could swim out of the pool, down a waterfall and into the ocean. To the sides were two separate bedrooms with separate bathrooms, a spa, and a mini gym. Heaven plopped down on one of the comfy white couches and closed her eyes. Forget her, this was Heaven.

  “You alright?”

  She opened her eyes to see G standing over her.

  “Yeah, I’m ok. I was just taking it all in, you know.” He just stood there looking at her, so she posed the same question.

  “You okay?”

  He smiled at her.

  “Yeah, I’m just taking it all in.”

  She blushed, hard.

  “So what do you want to do?” He asked her, changing the subject.

  Heaven didn’t want to be submissive and say her typical ‘ I don’t know’ or ‘whatever you want’, so she suggested the first thing that came to mind.

  “Mmm, the pool looks kinda nice.”

  Heaven used her hands to splash a big gulp of water onto G, causing pool water to fill up his cup of tequila and wet his whole upper body that was out of the water.

  “That’s nice,” he joked, before going underwater and picking Heaven up by her ankles, then throwing her back down into the pool. They were like two little kids. They laughed hard, playing around with each other, having the time of their lives. Suddenly a breeze blew, causing Heaven to get a slight chill and causing her nipples to protrude through the top of her white bikini. G tried hard not to look.

  He moved so that his back was on the edge
of the pool, resting with his elbows on ground level as Heaven swam towards him. She faced him. There was a silence as she came closer. They stood looking at each other for a moment before she immersed herself down into the water without warning. For a moment, G’s mind wandered as to what she was going to do down there. She came back up as quick as she had left and used her hands to smooth her long hair straight back.

  She was only wetting her hair, G thought to himself, feeling a little perverted for thinking crazy thoughts.

  Just when he thought she couldn’t get any closer, she did, pressing her wet breasts against his bare chest. Her nipples nudged him, provoking him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a soft peck on the lips.

  “Heaven,” he whispered, barely audible.

  He knew it didn’t matter what he said to her, his hard dick was poking against her telling her his own story. She kissed him again, this time longer and harder, and he slowly moved his hands from the edge of the pool to around her tiny waist.

  As the kiss slowed, Heaven looked up at him and slid her hand down into his shorts. She began stroking his manhood as G let his mouth hang open in ecstasy. He laid his head back as she continued to tease him, licking and kissing on his neck.

  Heaven could feel herself becoming aroused, and although wetness was all around, she recognized her own. She wanted him badly.

  “G,” she sang sweetly. He couldn’t talk so he just lifted his head and looked at her. “Don’t deny me.”

  She whispered it again.

  “G, don’t deny me.” He wasn’t sure if he could anymore.

  “Don’t deny me.” He leaned in and tongue kissed her neck as he palmed her body all over. She almost couldn’t stand it, she was in a trance. She whispered it once more, begging.