“Daddy, where’s mommy?” she asked. I looked to my right and sure enough Drew’s side of the bed was empty. I shook my head and climbed out of bed. I picked my princess up and walked over to my wall monitor that had cameras sat up on the outside of my house. I spotted Kadar at my front door with Ameer behind him. They looked like they were arguing while his ignorant ass kicked on the bottom of my damn door.
“I’ma lay you down fat ma and see what’s going on,” I said carrying her out of the room. I took her into her Doc Mcstuffin’s themed bedroom and put her back in the bed. I kissed her forehead and cut on her nightlights so that she wouldn’t be scared. I went down my stairs and shut off my alarm before answering my door. Ameer and Kadar stopped arguing and looked at me. Kadar had a busted lip and his right eye blood vessel looked like it had busted. I moved to the side so that they could walk in.
“What fucking time is it?” I asked closing my door. They stepped past me and walked into my family room. I followed after them and spotted Drew asleep in the middle of the floor with her clothes lying beside her. She was literally butt ass naked. Ameer and Kadar quickly turned around, but the fucking damage had been done. I knew they ass had to have been getting a quick peek in especially Kadar’s ass. I tried to remain calm as I walked over to my drunken wife and picked her ass up off of the floor. She gave me a lazy smile and kissed me on my cheek.
“I’m so horny daddy. I want you to stick it in my ass,” she tried to whisper, but was loud as fuck. I walked faster as her ass continued talking. “You gotta make her squirt like you did before daddy. I’m just so horny, you want me to lick your ass?” she asked and I looked at her ass.
“Drew, cut that shit out!” I snapped at her as Ameer’s stupid ass laughed. I carried her out of the room and up the stairs. I laid Drew in the bed and she tried to pull me on top of her. She was lucky my fucking brothers were downstairs because I would have slid up in her ass. We hadn’t had sex since she had been back and I was pissed at her for lying about that stupid ass painting shit. I pulled the covers up to her neck and she touched the side of my face. She hadn’t been affectionate with me in a while, so it did feel good to have her hands on me.
“I’m so hurt, but I still love you. I’m just mad at you, Aamil. Why did you let me get kidnapped?” she asked now quietly crying. I sighed and smoothed her hair down as best as I could. I looked her in the eyes as she dozed off to sleep. I kissed her on the lips and whispered in her ear, “I’m sorry baby.”
I found Ameer and Kadar arguing as I walked back down stairs this time with a blunt in my hand.
“Look I know you heated, but you didn’t have to shoot his damn dog!” Ameer yelled. I sat on my ottoman and looked at them.
“Kadar, you shot somebody’s dog? What the fuck is wrong with you?” Kadar kicked off his shoes and laid back on my couch. He threw his arm over his eyes and shook his head.
“Mann…I can’t talk about it. What I can say is that Olivia been fucking around with Angel.” I stood up and looked at Ameer. Ameer looked me in the eyes and ran his hands over his baldhead.
“Nigga I done talked to both of them and they said that nothing happened. Yes I seen that nigga looking, but for him to fuck her man, I don’t know. You could have been killed at his house tonight and you shot his dog.”
“Man fuck that dog! That motherfucka bit the shit out of my fucking ankles. I might need fucking stiches and Sophie didn’t call out another nigga’s name while y’all was fucking so don’t tell me how fucking mad I should be. When I see Angel, I’m popping his ass it’s as simple as that,” Kadar replied. I stood up and walked over to him. I tapped his shoulder and handed him my blunt shit he needed it more than me.
“Look I agree with you that was some wild shit, but killing him isn’t what we need right now. We were just telling the family we was going legit and stopping with all the fucking drama. Once we get Royce, we will be able to sit back and just relax. If you kill Angel then we gotta deal with this nigga’s family and them some crazy ass motherfuckas. Let’s just think about this,” Ameer said trying to calm him down. He looked at me and cocked his head to the side. I sat back down on the ottoman and tried to find the words to say. Shit if it was me, I would be pissed too, but I also felt what Ameer was saying. Killing Angel would be putting everyone we love in danger, but still.
“Kadar, Ameer’s right. Killing Angel isn’t what we need right now. We can cut ties with this nigga and never fuck with him again, but we can’t kill him. That would be putting our family in the worst kind of danger. Those motherfuckas is all kinds of crazy. We’d have to fucking relocate.”
“Y’all only saying that shit because it isn’t y’all. I gotta see this nigga,” he mumbled.
“I’ll be back later. I need to go get in Sophie’s ass. She got home just as I was leaving out and she was so fucked up she actually fell asleep by the door. She shouldn’t have been drinking and driving. She could have fucked herself all up,” Ameer said and walked out of the room. I looked down at my brother and noticed he was staring up at the ceiling while smoking on the blunt.
“Look O loves you. Don’t do no crazy shit off of emotion. Get some rest and you’ll be able to handle shit better with a clear mind.” He nodded and I walked away. I went back up to my room and climbed into bed with Drew. She curled her body up to mine and laid her face on my chest. I rubbed her bare back and squeezed her ass.
“You through being mad at me?” Drew nodded but a big part of me didn’t believe her ass. I knew once she woke up liquor free she was going to be back on that shit.
****
Mina: I just wanted to thank you again for all that you and your family have done for me. My mother’s funeral service was yesterday. I know she wasn’t the nicest person in the world but she was my momma. I’m not trying to cause any problems for you and Drew, but if you could maybe meet me and the kids at the park they would like that. You could even bring your family. They just miss you. Please.
I looked at the text message and closed it out. A woman in a black dress walked into the hallway and looked at me and Drew.
“Hi the Matin’s right this way,” she said and we stood up. I tried to grab Drew’s hand, but she brushed me off and walked ahead of me into the office. I stared down at her ass and let it lead the way. “As I said before, this is confidential. I received the letter from your lawyer and I signed it. What we talk about in here won’t leave this office ever,” the therapist ensured us.
Drew and I sat down on a black leather loveseat. I stretched out and looked at my wife. She was walking around like I had really did something to her ass. I just wanted us to get back to being happy. It had been two days since her drunken night out incident and she hadn’t said more than five words to me.
“So, who wants to go first?” I looked at Drew and grabbed her hand.
“Tell her what’s wrong, so we can work this shit out.”
Drew snorted and looked at the therapist.
“You see how he does? Acting like whatever I’m going through can easily be fixed.”
“It can’t?” I asked and she let my hand go. She glared at me.
“No, it can’t without you understanding why I am really fucking mad. Shit, I’m hurting, Aamil,” she said beginning to get upset.
“Then tell me what I can do to make it right. I’m not no fucking mind reader, Drew. We haven’t fucked yet since you been home and I’m not complaining about that.”
“But you are just now! I can’t, I just can’t,” she said and tried to stand up. I stood up with her and grabbed her waist. I pulled her into my arms and hugged her.
“Baby, we done been through all types of shit. I’m not ever going to let you go. We gotta work this shit out. Tell me what’s wrong,” I whispered to her. Drew hugged me for a moment and we sat back down. I expected to see Drew crying, but she wasn’t. She was sitting up with this determined look on her face. I prayed that determination was for us to fix our problems.
“I was kidnapped becau
se Aamil was busy taking care of a family that isn’t even his. I was fighting for my life with Mina’s kids and what did I come home to? I returned to this bitch kicking it with my family like it’s hers. Not once did that trifling ass hoe thank me for what I did. Yet she can call and text my husband, the father of my kids, daily with shit to say and he wonders why I’m mad. I’m mad because he let me down trying to be there for her. I refuse to play second to a bitch. I’m his wife not her.”
“Bae, you not playing second to nobody,” I said and she continued to look straight ahead like I wasn’t even talking to her.
“Aamil, what do you do for this woman?” the therapist asked. I shrugged.
“Shit nothing really. I got her a house and a little run around car.” Drew laughed while shaking her head.
“An Audi is not a little run around car, Aamil. A $250,000 house is not a little house. You providing for this bitch and doing it well. That’s why she acts so fucking entitled.” I sat up and placed my elbows on my knees. Drew was twisting shit. In the past, I might have over done some shit with Mina, but now I really was giving her the bare fucking minimum. That Audi was five years old and that house wasn’t shit and Drew knew that. She just wanted to make it seem like I was doing something that I wasn’t.
“I mean you did just have Shad, is this some type of post-partum shit?”
Whap!
“Nigga please don’t twist this on me,” Drew said after slapping the shit out of the back of my head. I rubbed where she hit me at and chuckled.
“You hit me like that again and the therapist gon’ be picking your ass up off of the motherfucking floor. I don’t give Mina any money. The account I had for her has been closed. You not about to make me doing that little bullshit for her be something that it’s not.”
“Whatever, Aamil,” Drew said waving me off. I looked at the therapist and frowned.
“This is what the fuck I’m dealing with. She mad as fuck at me for no damn reason. I went crazy looking for her ass and she act like I was spending that time with Mina and shit. Her ass need some fucking help. Do you have some pills she can take? Anything?”
“Aamil, I’m not taking shit,” Drew said turning to me.
“Yeah, yo’ ass gone take something. Whatever you got she gon’ accept because this angry motherfucka is not getting back in my car. Got a nigga scared to go to sleep and shit.” Drew turned her head, but I could see a little smile on her face. I pulled her to my side and kissed her behind her ear. “I love you baby don’t you ever think I would put another person before you,” I whispered to her and we finished the rest of our session. Drew acted a little better, but I could still see she wasn’t fucking with me like that, so I dropped her off at home and picked up Kadar from my crib. We met up with my brothers at this address Angel sent to all of us.
“Man I’m telling you I don’t trust this nigga,” Kadar snapped as his gun rested in his lap.
“Yeah, I feel you because her calling out his name was some straight bullshit. I just don’t wanna go to war with this nigga over assumptions,” I said pulling up to a warehouse in Flint. I parked next to Ameer’s empty truck and we got out. I scanned the area as we walked up to the doors. Kadar knocked twice and this nigga that weighed at least 300 pounds answered the door. He gave us a once over and moved to the side.
“What the fuck is this?” Kadar asked quietly as we stepped through the door. Hanging, chained from the ceiling was Royce and his crew that we hadn’t killed off. I counted them out and it was twelve niggas in total. I noticed all of them were dead except Royce.
“These niggas looking like cows hanging from the fucking ceiling,” Kasam said as we approached the table him, Angel and Ameer sat at. Angel stood up and walked up to me and Kadar.
“When I said I didn’t mess with your wife, I meant it. This is my peace offering. Real niggas do real things, so after some deep searching here is y’all enemy. Tied up waiting to die. Did you really have to kill my fucking dog though, Kadar?” he asked looking at my brother. Shit this nigga should have been happy the bullet wasn’t in his ass. Kadar ignored him and kept on walking. I wasn’t feeling the shit that went down with them and I really wasn’t feeling Angel’s ass, but this was love. I gave him some play and pulled out my gun. I walked up on Royce and that nigga looked at me with a mixture of fear and anger in his eyes.
“Just do the shit. My brothers dead any fucking way.”
“Nigga I’ll kill you when I’m good and fucking ready to. What made y’all come for us? The jealousy got to be too much and so y’all came up with a plan to take us out?”
Royce smiled.
“Nigga does it even matter? Just because we didn’t succeed doesn’t mean the next set of niggas won’t. Do what the fuck you gotta do and I wish I would have sampled Drew’s pussy. She looked like she got that snap back on her,” he said and licked his lips. I cocked my gun back and aimed it at his head.
“She do.”
Pop! Pop!
I walked over to the table and sat down. Royce was dead, Stretch was dead, but damn it still felt like we had so much shit that needed to be done. I looked at Kadar then at Angel. Angel looked cool, but my brother was on one. I could see in his eyes just how mad he still was at the situation.
“Look if we can take on these contracts and rebuild the city we will be bringing in more money than we ever did with drugs. Are y’all niggas ready to get money or what?” I asked them. Everyone nodded including Kadar. He looked at Angel and then shook his head. I was tired of beefing with niggas, but if Kadar took Angel out then I would have no choice but to have his back. I just hoped he thought about the family before he did something drastic like that because I knew that we all couldn’t be so lucky to make it out of that shit alive.
Chapter Eleven
Olivia
“So, what exactly are we taking?” I heard an unfamiliar voice ask. I walked out of my home gym and found Kadar and six men standing in my hallway. Kadar looked at me and quickly looked back at the guy. He was wearing a suit, which looked so damn sexy on him, but from his cold gaze, I knew he was still mad as fuck at me.
“Take all of the furniture expect the shit in the little girls room. Load up that G-Wagon, the Ferrari and the Mercedes,” he replied and walked off. I laughed and wiped the sweat away from my forehead. This nigga had to be crazy if he thought I was going to let him take my fucking furniture.
“Kadar, really so it’s like that now?” I asked following after him. Kadar went up the stairs and into our bedroom. He started throwing his shit in Hermes luggage’s like I wasn’t standing at the door.
“Okay I made a mistake and I apologize. You didn’t even give me a chance to. I still have your fucking hand marks across my neck.” Kadar looked up at me.
“Don’t say shit to me, O,” he said and went back to getting his shit.
“Oh, really so it’s like that now? You fuck Drew and me at the same time for months, but because I fantasized over another man, I’m the bad guy? That’s hypocritical as hell and you know it. I should have been stopped fucking with you.” Kadar shrugged and I swear I was ready to fuck his ass up.
“Yeah, you should have,” he said in this cocky ass tone and I tossed my extra-large candle at his head. Kadar ducked and looked at me. “O, I’m not playing around with you. Hit me with some shit and we gon’ be in this bitch banging,” he warned me and went back to packing his stuff. I couldn’t believe he was treating me like this off of a slip up. It wasn’t like I fucked Angel. I just wanted to fuck him. I’m pretty sure he seen bitches all of the time that he wouldn’t mind fucking, but he didn’t because of me and that was why I didn’t take it as far as it could have gone.
“You never loved me. I was always seconds best. I swear you a bitch ass nigga for this. What you should know is that if you have them people take stuff that you bought for our house and you leave up out of here with them. I’m done with you.”
“I was done with you the minute you screamed that nigga’s name,” he
responded coldly and I walked out of the room. I went to my daughter’s room and laid in the daybed that I had in there. My Bella slept peacefully as her family split into two. I promised myself after Raynard, that I would never be a fool for another man, yet here I was crying over Kadar because of a mistake. I had been nothing but good to him. Risked my life and my baby’s life to kill a nigga for him and all he could give me was this. His ass from day one had been lying to me and foolishly, I accepted his half ass apology.
Bella woke me up crying a few hours later. I picked her up and slowly walked through out my spacious house. I went from room to room in shock. Kadar took everything like a bitch. Kadar was so bitter he even took clothes and shoes that he had purchased for me. I had never in my life seen some crazy shit like that before. I mean he even took my cellphone. Who does that? I had no bed, no towels nothing. He left my cars because he knew I bought them shits with my own money and he left all of Bella’s stuff. He even took the fucking blankets. I got my baby dressed and we took a quick trip to Nordstrom’s to grab some stuff. Bella was happy without a care in the world while I felt like my world had been ripped from up under me.
“You following me?” Angel asked walking up with his three kids. He had two twin sons that were twelve and a daughter that was ten. His daughter was so beautiful with her sandy brown hair and dark eyes. I looked at Angel and he was wearing a suit a little similar to Kadar’s. I ignored how good he was looking and how good he smelled and took a step back with my baby.
“Did you have a meeting today with Kadar?”
Angel nodded putting his hands in his pants pocket.
“Yeah, actually I did. Is everything okay?”
“Actually, it’s not but it will be. Look you have a goodnight. I shouldn’t be talking to you,” I replied and walked off. Angel caught up with me and grabbed my hand. I stopped walking and my heart started to beat fast. All I could think about was his lips on me, and his fingers deep inside of me.
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