by Nicety
Cocoa said as she walked away letting him get a good look at her fat juicy ass.
Cocoa waited outside for the valet to bring her car around. While she did she spotted him leaving out the door and walking up to his car never taking his eye off of her. The host came up behind Cocoa as if he wanted to grope her as him self.
“Honey he will be at Danger Tail tonight. He goes every night. Always looking for that next piece of…tail.”
“I bet. Thanks Hun.”
He kissed her on each cheek then handed her a piece of paper with his name and number on it. Eliot aka Mz. Dynasti.
“Call me sometime.”
Eliot said as he walked off looking back at her smiling. Cocoa smiled back then was interrupted with a valet attendant dangling her keys in front of her face as if he had been standing there for a while attempting to be acknowledged. She snatched the keys then got in the car and drove off. ****
Chapter 21- Chicken
At that moment, she realized she left the piece in the glove compartment. She checked it to make sure it was still in tact, it was. Cocoa decided not to go back to Dirty’s house to chill because she knew that he would want some ass and that would drain her energy for work that night. She drove to the lake and just stared out at the water for a while thinking. Her thoughts went well beyond her mother, the money, and even herself. She thought about being loved and being in love. She thought about all of the times that Sin had asked her to marry him. All the times she turned him down she did not realize how much she loved him. He was trying to express his love for her and she just batted it away every time not even considering his feelings.
Cocoa realized that she had a terrific thing and she basically fucked it up. And now that he was gone without a trace, she felt like her chance to make things better was gone. By now she figured he was for sure dead and it was probably because of her. Her love for the fast life of getting money overruled her love for Sin when he was willing to put everything on the line for her.
She knew he would have given her the world if she asked him to. Maybe if she had accepted his advances instead of treating him like some regular ass nigga off the street, Sin would still be alive. As she sat there watching the sun leave its signature across the sky, she said a prayer for Sin and for herself. Cocoa asked God to forgive all that she had done and all that she was about to do. It had been a long time since she prayed. She wasn’t very good at it but gave it a shot.
“Dear God,
I know that I haven’t been the perfect child in your eyes. I have been deceitful and cruel. I have been ignorant and blind. I have murdered and lied. But if you give me the strength and guidance to make it through all of these tough times, then when I get right I promise that I will go to church everyday and praise your name. I promise to live on the straight and narrow and not let anything get in the way of that again.”
After her prayer she stared off into the sky pretending to see God and talking to him. Then slowly but surely she fell asleep.
**** “Do you know anything about this extra money in the bank account?”
“No honey. How much is it?”
Sin walked over to her looking as sexy as can be and handed her the bank statement.
“There’s over $20,000,000 in here. So where did it come from? Are you out there trickin’ again?”
Cocoa laughed and stood up to put her arms around him.
“Babe. I won the game. Remember?”
Sin stepped back unlocking her arms from around his neck. He looked at her with scold in his eyes.
“Wait honey…wait babe wait….Honey…HONEY!!!”
Sin turned around shaking his head and walked away.
“SIN!!!!”
He had walked out of her life. she was devastated. This nigga had left yet again. It was like he was finding ways to deliberately walk out of her life. But she loved him. Cocoa realized that she kicked the shit off by rejecting him from jump. But she wanted him to give her a chance to explain that she was young and dumb. She kneeled down on the floor with her hands over her eyes. Tears poured through the spaces of her fingers and fell to the floor. She cried so much that it created a nice little puddle that began to fill up the room.
Cocoa tried to quit crying but the tears just ran freely. Soon the whole room was completely filled. Her only chance of survival was to swim to the door and try to get it open. There was a man in the distance standing by the exit. As she swam to towards him he began to fade away. When she got to the door, she tried to jiggle the doorknob but it wouldn’t budge.
“Cocoa.”
She heard a voice call out. It sounded like her mother but she couldn’t be sure and she was loosing consciousness fast. She couldn’t breathe and there was no way that she could continue to stay like this.
****
Cocoa opened her eyes staring at the wall. She couldn’t understand why she was dreaming such unparalleled things. Maybe it was her unconscious mind touching in on the remorse, guilt, pain, and anguish that she can’t overcome. Somehow she was going to have to pull it together, she thought, as she drifted back off to sleep.
Cocoa fully awoke and looked down at the clock. It was 9:34pm at night. She looked around and saw that everybody had left the spot but the police. They were circling around kicking people out the joint. Well rested she started the car and drove off on her way to the club. When she got there, the club was already poppin’. There were businessmen in suits doing some major heavy panting over by the stage. None of them looked like Jacob. She walked in and walked to the back where the dressing room was.
She figured her night would begin with drama as soon as she walked through the door. Cassie was back there giggling with Violet and some of the other girls. Cassie mean-mugged Cocoa as she walked over to her dressing mirror. She came over and whispered in her ear,
“Bitch you and that pretty as pussy of yours is gonna die.”
Cocoa just turned around. “You stupid fucking cunt. I’m not scared of you. You’re just mad cause I’m not sitting on your face anymore.”
“Oh you would love it if you could you dirty skank.” Cassie replied licking her tongue out at her in a flapping motion.
“Why don’t you stick your head up a mule’s ass and die, tramp?” Cocoa replied eyeing her, waiting on her to make a dumb move.
Cassie gave a little smile and walked away headed for the stage.
Cocoa peeked out of the corner curtain on the stage looking for Jacob in the audience. He wasn’t there still. She decided to wait back in the dressing rooms until he got there. She did not have much time to casually talk anymore. This nigga had to be dead by tomorrow night and she wasn’t prepared to spend one more night engaging in thoughts with him. Cassie came back in the dressing room and bumped Cocoa’s chair. She damn near fell out of the chair but bit her lip. Anger mounted in her brain just thinking about this bitch. Cassie figured she was a punk and that she could punk her all because she wasn’t feeding into her bullshit. Cocoa was heated.
“Bitch you wanna go right now? Whassup!”
The girls in the room pulled the two girls apart and Bob came in the room.
“You bitches wanna be fired? Shut the fuck up in here!”
Bob did not even say anything to Cocoa about not coming to work in a while. It was probably because he had so many girls he couldn’t keep up with all of them. He mean mugged all of them while fixing his dick in his pants.
“You bitches ain’t about to mess up my here place of business, ya understand?” As soon as he left, Cassie just stared her down. Finally Cassie got her shit and left the dressing room.
Cocoa did not know what her next move would be but she knew this bitch wasn’t playing and that she was on something. She would have to watch her real carefully when she would come around adhering to Dirty’s word. She went to check to see if Jacob was there and still he wasn’t there yet. The club was starting to wind down and she really did not want to be there any more. But she di
d not want to leave and then he came strolling through the door. So she decided to go to the washroom and clear her head.
As soon as she got in the there she leaned over on one of the sinks and splashed water onto her face. As soon as she raised her head she heard a loud noise. Just then the washroom door flung open and Cassie stormed in. She pushed her face into one of the stall doors and then into the toilet. She tried to bang her head constantly into the toilet but Cocoa reached up and slapped the shit out of her. Cassie fell into the stall wall and was dazed for a minute. Cocoa grabbed her hair with one hand and stuck her in the stomach with the other a few times.
There was another female voice in the washroom and then the door closed again and she was gone. Cassie heard it and pushed Cocoa back away from her.
“Naw bitch you want some then come and get some.”
Cocoa said charging back at her. Cassie countered her attack by struggling to kiss her. She did not succeed. Cocoa blasted her ass in her face as she tried to reach for her pussy.
“Back off bitch I told you, you’ll never taste this shit again.”
Cocoa said trying to back up from her.
“Oh I’ll get that shit hoe. I gets what I want.” Cassie said as she slapped the shit out of her. Cocoa slung her around onto the toilet and punched her in the face as she attempted to block. This bitch seriously just did not get the picture. Cassie got up off of the toilet and ran out of the washroom holding her face. Some girls came into the washroom and witnessed her running out. They just stared and laughed.
Cocoa walked out and headed for the curtains again to see if Jacob was there yet. He was. He sat right upfront so he had all of the action front row and center. He was not aware of the show that was in store for him. She figured she would go on stage next and seduce him with her dancing. Violet had some hot outfits that she danced in so Cocoa asked her if she could borrow one. She gave her a blue lace halter-top with matching booty shorts. She slid into the outfit and borrowed some of Violet's makeup to give her a real slutty seductive look. Then she posted behind the curtains waiting for her introduction.
"I bring you the sweetest dip in the joint..."
The dj announced her name as Honey. He kicked started some booty juking music as she went out on stage.
When Cocoa transformed into Honey she was sexier than ever. She walked out on the stage like a goddess on the clouds. Her ass was like a nice juicy apple and it bounced sensually. She flaunted her tits in the tricks faces and made her booty clap around the pole. Jacob sat and watched in arousal and it seemed in disbelief.
His eyes widened at first and then became beady almost vindictive looking. Cocoa kneeled down with her ass in his face and her face planted on the stage. Then she began rubbing on her tits in front of him then worked her way down to her clit. She began to fake an orgasm to tease him then opened her eyes and looked right at Jacob as if to say she wanted him. As the music died down, Cocoa began to collect the money from the stage and walked off.
While getting the money she noticed that Jacob did not move not one inch the whole time. He just sat there stone cold with a sinister look on his face. She sat in the back for a few minutes contemplating her next move. She figured she would give him time to fester in what he had just seen. After about twenty minutes she muscled up the strength and got her head together then grabbed her stuff to go. Violet came up to her,
“Hey girl. Are you okay?”
Cocoa just shook her head and walked away.
“Okay well just keep the outfit. I’ve got plenty.”
Violet yelled as her final attempt to spark conversation. Cocoa waved at her and kept moving.
There was no time to dilly-dally around with Violet’s crazy ass because her situation was now underway with Jacob. She made it her business to leave out crossing paths with Jacob so he would have the opportunity to stop her and talk. He watched her walk right out of the door making no real visual eye contact with him due to all of the people standing around. Jacob signaled for his driver and bodyguards to stay in the club.
“Hey, stay here. I’ll be right back.”
He took the keys to the car from his driver then shot out the door.
As Cocoa opened the door to her car she reached over and slid on the black gloves she had hidden in the glove compartment. As soon as she had attempted to grab the piece and silencer she witnessed Jacob running up behind her. She hurried and closed the compartment with the piece still inside then slammed the car door. Before she could turn around Jacob had pinned her up against the car from behind slamming her body into it. He grabbed and held her tightly while pressing his body firmly against hers and fondling her pussy.
“I thought you were a good girl. But now I see that you’re just another slut. Now you’re gonna take this dick just like the rest of them and you’re not gonna say shit about it. Okay pretty bitch?”
He began smashing her face into the car hurting her. Cocoa held her head high and did not make any sudden moves. Her only regret was that she did not have enough time to secure that piece. But she was going to see this through.
No one was in the parking lot it seemed to save her from this asshole. So it looked as if she was all alone and the son of a bitch was about to rape her. He turned her around and slapped the shit out of her. Her face was burning red from the blow. She turned her head back towards him and looked him square in the eyes. It was at that moment she wished she had a few more seconds to get that piece.
“Bring your ass to this fucking car.”
Jacob said as he squeezed her arm and lured her to the black tinted windowed Lincoln town car. She was wondering where the hell did the sweet innocent guy go? This asshole needed a reality check and as soon as she could she was gonna give it to him. ****
Chapter 22- served
Jacob unlocked the door and pushed Cocoa in the back. She looked around the car for something to hit him with but all she saw was a mini bar and glasses. She began to look further and found an ice pick sitting in between the glasses. She snatched it and hid it on the side of her seat. Jacob got in the front, started the car and drove it around to the garbage cans on the side of the building where it was very dark and no cameras from the club could see. He then lowered the window separation and slid from the front seat to the back seat just in case she was to lock the doors on his ass if he were to get out. Then he began ripping her clothes off. He yanked on her shirt ripping it in half. When he couldn’t get the clothes off he would beat her in the face and make her do it for him.
When she was completely naked he unzipped his pants and told her to reach inside.
“Suck this dick you nasty bitch.”
“Why do you have to act this way? Why can’t you ask me nicely?”
“You want nice? Fuck nice bitch!”
SLAP!
As Cocoa bent over she slowly reached for the ice pick and tried to position it in her hand very precise so that she had a good grip on it. But she couldn’t reach it. She had put it too far in between the seat.
“Suck this Dick!!” He bellowed.
She leaned over and opened her mouth. She went to work on this nigga as he sat there watching and enjoying the show. Jacob grabbed the back of her head and kept trying to ram her head onto his dick. Cocoa began to gag badly. She felt like she needed to throw up. Just as the vomit reached the top of her throat she stretched her arm and retrieved the ice pick. She positioned it quickly in her hand and as she jerked her head back really fast, jammed the ice pick into his nut sack. Repeatedly she shoved it in and out of his manhood.
He screamed at the top of his lungs clutching his junk in his hands. When he bent over to assess the damage, she stuck his ass in the neck and left the pick in there. Jacob’s throat curdled as blood gathered in his mouth. His eyes grew wide and his body began to jerk around. He stared at Cocoa for a few good minutes before his body went lifeless.
She sat there for a minute stunned. Cocoa had never thought she could kill anyone
up close and personal like that before and never with so much rage. Shooting somebody was one thing but to actually get hands on physical with a nigga was such a rush.
Her head was ringing with thoughts. She began to believe that if he treated her like that then there was no telling how many of those prostitutes he did like that then ultimately killed. That’s why he only chose them because he figured no one would miss them. She felt as if she had done the world justice by eliminating this predator. His eyes were still open and the car was riddled with blood. Cocoa sat there breathing heavily looking at his lifeless body. She grabbed all of her clothes and made sure that not a speck of her was left in that car.
“You like you’re fucking dick now asshole?”
Cocoa ran out of the car slamming the door behind her. She looked around to see if there was anyone around but still no one.
She ran all the way to her car, started it and took off. She did not want to go to Dirty’s house looking like that so she decided to go back to the lake. It was dark as hell now and no one would see her jump in the water to clean off. Cocoa jumped in and swam around while spreading the clothes out everywhere and ensuring they sunk down. After her body was all clean she jumped back in the car just as naked as can be. She put on the other bra and panty set and the black pants, jumpers and black hoodie she had bought earlier.
Then she straightened up her hair and pulled off. Cocoa was never really a scary type bitch but all of this shit she was doing had her paranoid like a muthafucka. There was no one reassuring her that she would even get the money for doing all this or if she was being set up by anyone.
The only thing she was working off of was the fact that someone would kill her if she did not follow the rules. It was killing her inside but the good thing was that she was closer to her goal of possibly getting the money. She was closer to the end of this retched game.
There was plenty of time for the meeting with this mystery person tomorrow at 9pm. Finally Cocoa made it back to Dirty’s house. Her face all bruised up but she hoped it wasn’t too bad that he would notice. He opened the door and walked with her into the living room.
