by Lucinda John
“Listen I have some moves to make so I’m going to drop you off at the Ritz Carlton so you can get you a room,” I spoke over the running shower.
“Fine with me,” she said walking out of the shower “Can you please pass me a towel?”
After dropping her off, I headed over to Cinnamon’s house. I wanted to take a look at her Visitor’s log to see who was responsible for leaving her that video. I pulled up to the gate and used my key card to get in. It took a whole lot of me threatening her to get this key card.
“Jamie, I have a question,” I said walking up to the gatekeeper.
“Anything for you, Chad,” She replied.
“Did Cinnamon have any unauthorized visitors?”
“Yes. Two.”
“Who?”
“A guy named Steven, who she added to her visiting list and her cousin.”
“Cousin?”
“Yes, her cousin. She came here one night a mess crying saying that she was being abused by her husband and that she needed a safe place to sleep for the night.”
“Did you scan her I.D?” I asked aware of the rules.
“Yes, I did. Give me one moment and I’ll pull it up for you,” she said scrolling through the computer. “Here we go.”
She turned the screen towards me and I couldn’t believe whose ID popped up. So many questions flooded through my head as I tried to put this shit together. I knew her motive behind the stunt she pulled. What I didn’t know was how did Chasity get the video?
Chapter 20
Chasity
When Chad called me and told me that he needed me to come down to the club, I was happy. I douched my pussy nice and clean then dressed myself in the tightest, shortest freakum dressed I owned. I was determined to get my man back. When I made it to his office, all I could hear was moaning and grunting. Slowly opening the door, I saw him fucking that bitch Prancer on his desk. I wanted to walk in and snatch that bitch up by her throat, but a better plan came to mind.
I decided to go pay Vic a visit to let him know his bitch was betraying him. I followed Prancer around mostly everyday hoping that she would give up the location to where she lived. Each time it was like she would notice someone following her and make a detour.
Tired of chasing her around, I waited until I found her car parked in front of a gas station Then I placed a small GPS tracker on her tire. When I learned the location of her residence, I staked it out every night waiting for her to make a move. That move finally came when I witnessed her and Vic murder Chad’s grandmother.
At first, I didn’t give a fuck because I couldn’t stand the bitch. I was actually happy to see her die. Now after seeing that Miss Prancer couldn’t keep her hands to herself, I had a change of heart. I was going to use this newly discovery to my advantage.
Getting out of my car, I made my way to the door and knocked on it. I knew Prancer wasn’t here because Chad dropped her off at the Ritz Carlton. I banged on the door some more, but still no answer. I was about to turn around and leave until I heard the chains on the door unlock.
“Chasity, what the fuck are you doing here?” Vic said.
“I need you to tame your bitch!”
“My bitch?”
“Yes your bitch Prancer? I need you to tame her. She all in the club fucking Chad all over his office desk and whatnot acting like a little trashy hoe. Victor, where do you find these little thots that you seem to always hire,” I said watching his nose flare up.
“What the fuck are you talking about?” he said grabbing me by my hair.
“I’m talking about that thot bitch Prancer. You know the one you hired to do what Cinnamon couldn’t. Well that bitch is on her knees right now as we speak at the Ritz Carlton sucking the skin off Chad’s dick,” I laughed causing him to tighten the grip he had around my hair.
“How do you know all of this?”
“I followed them. I’ve been doing a lot of following lately,” I smirked “I even witnessed a murder.”
“Is that so?”
“Very much so.”
“I should snap your neck and kill you right now.”
“If you do, you’re a dead man.”
“How is that?”
“You know me and Chad, we’re cut from the same cloth. I am the same if not a better finisher than you are. You know I have my ways.”
“What do you want from me?”
“I want you to get rid of that bitch. She’s fucking up what I’m tryna do.”
“And what is that?’
“I’m tryna get this money, secure my finances. I want to make sure I’mma always be straight financially.”
“I’m not dumb Chasity. You want Prancer out the way so you and Chad could be on some happily ever type of shit. What happened to you? Since when you became so pressed for dick that you forgot the motive!?”
“I never forgot the motive, Vic, you did the day you married my fucking sister!” I shouted
“Is this what all of this about? You bitching because I married your sister? Even though I married her, I still showed you the same love. Nothing ever changed between us.
“Yeah, whatever, Vic.”
“Chad is in love with Cinnamon, you fucked up. There is no way you can rekindle what you guys had. Think smart! Instead of trying to have that perfect love story, you should be out there finessing that nigga. THE MONEY IS THE MOTIVE, FUCK LOVE!!!” Vic said mushing me and causing me to fall backwards.
“You got five seconds to get the fuck off my door step before I kill your ass.”
“You need me, Vic.”
“No, I don’t.”
“Yes you do. We can finish this together.”
“How am I supposed to trust you?”
“Because I still love you.” I grabbed his hand and placed it on my heart. “Do you feel that, Vic? You still have the ability to make my heart skip a beat,” I said laying it on thick, I needed Vic to buy the bullshit I was trying to sell him.
“Chas, stop with that man.”
“I’m so serious, I was going to take the money and run, but now we could both get paid, disappear with the money and finally have a chance to be together. Just us two how it was originally supposed to be,” I said pushing him back into the house.
I pushed his body on the couch then straddled him. Lifting my dress up around my waist, I kissed on his neck while slowly grinding in his lap. If I wanted him to be on my team, I had to make sure I put it on him real good.
“Pussy ain’t gon’ make me change my mind,” he groaned when I slid down his dick.
“Shhhh, just sit back and enjoy the ride,” I replied riding his dick like I was in a horse race.
“That pussy still good,” Vic moaned in my ear before biting it.
“Ssssssssss,” I hissed out in pain and then picked up the pace.
Vic got up while holding me in position on his dick and threw my back against the wall. I placed my legs on his shoulder as he pounded in and out of me. With each forceful thrust he made, he caused me to bang my head up against the cement wall. I was about to get a concussion fucking with his crazy ass.
“You better not be fucking with me, Chasity.”
“I’m not daddy.”
“I will come back and chop your body up in small little pieces if you fuck me over bitch.”
“Understandable.”
“Now get the fuck out of my house, I’ll be in touch,” he said pulling out of me and allowing my body to fall to the ground like a sack of potatoes.
He squirted his seeds all over my face, and then held the door open for me to leave. The dumb bitch didn’t even offer me a wet rag to wipe my face off. Using my hand, I wiped his cum off my face and sucked it off my fingers. Still sweet, I thought to myself before getting in my car and heading back home.
Chapter 21
Vic
It had been a full week since I’ve seen or heard from Prancer. I should have known better than to put my tru
st in another bitch. I wasn’t worried though; Prancer was going to pay the ultimate price for betraying me.
I heard the front door unlock and Prancer waltz her happy ass in the house as if shit was sweet. The smell of her perfume made it to the room before she did. The closer she got, the louder her heels clicked against the tile. Standing in the doorway, her hair was pulled back into a ponytail. Her face had this, “I just got fucked glow”, as she stood in a pair of hot pink Jimmy Choo pumps and dressed in blue skinny jeans, a white t-shirt and a hot pink blazer. I had to admit she did look sexy as fuck, however; sexy wasn’t enough to spare her life.
“I did it,” she said with so much excitement.
“Did what?” I replied unfazed.
“I finally have access to, Chad, we can finally put our plan into motion.”
I wasn’t expecting her to say that shit. The fact that she was finally able to complete the job had me rethinking killing her. She was finally able to do what the other bitches weren’t capable of doing.
“How did you do that?” I asked changing my tone.
“Well, this past week I spent it with him. I was able to get into his head real quick because he is still vulnerable from the death of his grandmother. I had to sleep with him a few times, but anything to get the job done.”
Hearing that Chad fucked another one of my bitches had me feeling some type of way. My dear brother really had a way of taking what was mine even if he wasn’t trying to. All that was going to end, I was going to enjoy killing his ass.
“What’s the plan?”
“Tomorrow he’s supposed to meet me at this new spot he got for me. The plan is to have you hiding in the closet while I seduce him. While we’re having sex, you can bust out and do your thing,” she said with a wink.
“Damn I love the way your sexy ass think.”
“I know I’m a brilliant genius. I only have one request though.”
“What is that?” I asked.
“I want to practice,” she said stepping out of her pumps.
“Practice what?”
“Practice fucking, I want to make sure I’m able to have his head gone off this pussy,” she seductively said as she licked her lips.
“Leave them pumps on and come practice on daddy’s dick.”
She took off every article of clothing that covered her body leaving the pumps on her feet.
“Give me one second daddy, I’m going to use the bathroom,” she said strutting towards the bathroom while making her ass dance.
She was taking longer than usual, so I got up to see what was taking her so long. I put my ear to the door and I could hear the water running. I was about to turn around until I could have sworn I heard her say something.
I placed my right ear firmly against the door, using my finger to plug my left ear.
I heard the conniving bitch tell someone that I bought the bait and it was ok to come through. So this bitch is helping Chad set me up; I thought making my way back to the bed. I reached in my desk drawer for my gun, making sure it was loaded with one in the chamber. I slid it under the pillow and waited for her to return.
A few minutes later, she came out of the bathroom with a Kool-Aid smile plastered across her face.
“You good?” I asked.
“Yes, I’m fine, my stomach started acting up, but I’m good now.”
“Good now come suck this dick.”
She crawled on the bed towards me stopping in front of my crotch. Unbuckling my pants, she pulled it down my ankles and popped my dick out through the holes of my boxers. Using every single one of her jaw muscles, she slurped my dick like she was drinking Coke from a straw.
My legs began to shake as she gave me some toe curling head. I had to remind myself this bitch was trying to kill me, so I wouldn’t get too into it. I enjoyed her giving me sloppy toppy, but I still kept a clear mind.
She licked the head of my dick, spitting on it causing all of her saliva to trickle down to my balls before deep throating me. I watched as my dick disappeared down her throat then reappeared. I was near my peak, so I grabbed her head and fucked her face. Sliding my hand under the pillow, I pull out the gun and clocked her upside the head with it as she was swallowing my nut.
“Oooowwww!” she let out a gut-wrenching cry as she fell on the floor holding the gash that was on her head.
“You thought I was going to let you get away with setting me up?” I said as I beat her with my gun. I had every intention on killing her, but I wanted her to suffer first.
“Stop, you’re going to kill me,” she cried.
“That’s the plan bitch!” I spat. “I’m sick of you dumb hoes thinking I was the one to be fucked with.”
I beat her until her body went limp. I knew she wasn’t dead yet by the faint pulse she still had. I clicked my gun and was about to put a bullet in her head until I was knocked in the back of the head.
“You bad enough to beat on some chick? Beat on me! I’m who you wanted right?” Chad said aiming his pistol at me.
The blow he delivered to me caused me to drop my gun. I had no idea where it landed, so I was basically with a knife at a gunfight. I had to try to con my way out of this one or I was going to end up with my brain splattered against the walls.
“What a nice way to meet my brother,” I said catching him off guard.
“What ther fuck are you talking about?” he asked.
“Well, Chad, it looks as if we shared the same father. Making you my brother.”
“Bullshit!”
“Ask Vivian if you don’t believe me. She knew the man she was laying up with had a family.”
The look he gave me let me know that I had him in deep thought. I spotted my gun three feet away from me, so all I had to do was keep him talking until I was able to get to it.
“What’s your beef with me?” he asked.
“My beef wasn’t with you, it was with your grandmother. She was the one who killed our father.”
“Man, I ain’t got time for this shit,” he said aiming his gun at me.
“I have the letters bro. Your grandmother wanted my father to leave your mother alone, but he didn’t. She took our father away from us because she felt that he wasn’t good enough to be with your mother.”
Prancer coughing caused him to look away for a brief second. I dived for my gun, grabbed it, aimed it at him and emptied the clip. His body dropped to the floor causing my dick to get hard. I was finally able to get rid of those motherfuckers and I was feeling good.
I heard the police sirens, so I moved quickly around the room grabbing everything that I would be needing. Prancer’s body shifted, and as bad as I wanted to put a bullet in her head, I didn’t have the time to. I kicked her hard in the face making sure if she ever lived, that she would always remember me.
Running out the back door, I jumped the gate and hid in my neighbor’s shed. I watched as the police officers placed the yellow tape around the house declaring it a crime scene. Seeing Chad’s body being wheeled out in a body bag made me want to jump for joy.
Four hours later, the block cooled down and the police officers were gone. Getting out of the shed, I hopped back over the fence and headed towards my car. I had a few more people that I wanted to get rid of, but for now, I was going to lay low and enjoy avenging my father’s death.
Chapter 22
Prancer
I opened up my eyes trying to figure out why I had so many wires attached to my body. The brightness of the light caused my eyes to burn forcing me to close them again. I tried to open them again this time I opened them slowly allowing my eyes to adjust to the brightness of the room.
My body felt as if it was on fire. I had to limit my movements because it was causing me so much pain. I looked around and realized that I was in a hospital bed. Tears streamed down my face as I remembered the terrible event that took place causing me to be laying here.
I reached for the call button that was next to my
bed and pushed it.
“Is everything ok?”
“I need to speak with a nurse or doctor please!”
“I’ll send one in shortly.”
“Thank you,” I replied resting my head back on the bed.
I was pissed at myself for fucking up a perfect plan. I was finally able to get all the information that I needed to access the Vic’s offshore account that contained the millions. That night, I was supposed to fuck Vic real good distracting him so that Chad could come in and finish him off. In return for my help, Chad was going to reward me with a hefty ten million dollar check. I was going to be filthy rich.
I allowed the thought of all that money cloud my mind and left me thinking irrationally. There were a lot of things that I did wrong that almost cost me my life. If I could go back in time, I would’ve handled things with a clear mind then maybe my plan would have been executed successfully.
“Hello, Prancer, I’m Dr. Lee, how are you feeling?”
“Like shit.”
“That understandable. With the amount of trauma you suffered we had to keep you sedated so that you could heal properly.”
“What happened to me?” I asked already knowing the answer.
“You were found badly beaten. Your body was filled with bruises and you suffered from six broken bones, three of them in your face.”
“My face?” I gasped, bringing my hands up to touch it.
“Yes, your face.”
“Can I see it?”
“Yes, it was worse than this, so with time it will get better,” He warned me before handing me a small hand mirror.
I brought the mirror up to my face and almost dropped it. My once smooth beautiful faces was now all swollen and bruised up. I sobbed loudly, I was looking like Will Smith did in the movie Hitch when he had the allergic reaction.
“Don’t stress yourself as I said before, it will heal beautifully. You may have a scar or two, but once the swelling goes down you will look like your normal self,” the doctor reassured me.
“What’s that noise?’ I asked noticing a loud thump filling up the room.
