Level Up

by Nikki Karma

  I have no idea what kill it with the extra swirl was, or where it came from, but I do know the last time I stopped licking her box when she said that, she got mad at me for a week. She definitely could hold a grudge.

  When I can tell she’s getting oilier, I start flicking my tongue over her clit faster until she’s grabbing my hair so rough I open my eyes and look for the Tylenol that’s on the table across from us. I’m definitely gonna need it when she’s done. When her thighs tightened and her legs stretched out and then she screamed out my name, I know I’ve done my job.

  “Oh…Tasha, I fucking love you so much, Tasha…I’m…I’m cumming…I’m cumming. Yes, yes, baby, yes!”

  When she stopped trembling I tear my face from between her thick legs, lick my lips and said, “You better now?”

  “I can’t be sure, but I think that was the best you’ve ever done it.” She had a big smile on her face.

  “You say that every time.” I pushed her so that her back was flat on the bed and I pulled my pants down. “Now its time for me to get that back. Fuck your weak ass compliments.”

  I stroke my clit a few times and slide onto her soaked pussy. Our clits are vibrating together which is my favorite part after eating her out. The pussy be so hot and so slick not bumping would be a waste of my work. It would be something like barbequing a steak and not eating that bitch.

  I gripped her ass cheeks and pressed down into her roughly. As I slid on her I looked down at her pretty face. She moaned as if she could cum again and that ain’t doing nothing but making me hornier. Nikki has the complexion of a chocolate bar, real dark and real pretty. Her nose was tiny and matched her face perfectly. There’s nothing about her that I don’t love.

  My breasts pressed against her small titties and she bit down on her pink lips. Although everything else on her is tiny that doesn’t mean she ain’t got an ass. It’s so fat that a week back I bet her I could put an orange on that joint and it wouldn’t roll off. I won a hundred bucks that night.

  “I’m about to cum, Nikki, keep moving,” I told her. “Just, just don’t stop.” When I feel my body heating up I pressed harder and cum all over her slick pussy. Her cream mixed with mine. “Damn that shit was perfect,” I said. “Why your shit be so…man…don’t even answer.”

  “Because we been fucking since we were ten.” She giggled. “We pros at this shit now I guess.”

  “Listen at you”— I laughed— “Always talking shit.” I eased off of her and laid next to her on my bed. “Now when you gonna tell me what’s up? You called like a lot was on your mind so what’s wrong?” I stroked her long hair.

  “Why it gotta be bad, Tash?”

  “I’m not saying that but I know something’s up.” I paused. “Now what is it?”

  She looked into my eyes. “Well, I gotta tell you something. I’m leaving Atlanta, with or without you, baby.”

  My heart thumped and I sat up on the bed. I grabbed a fist full of my white blanket and covered myself. “You not making sense. Fuck you talking about you leaving Atlanta?”

  “I think I am.” She responded. “And to answer your question I never been more serious in all of my life.”

  I turned away from her. “So…uh…where you goin’?”

  She looked down and for a second I felt like hurting her. Maybe even punching her in the face I was so mad. The last thing I needed was my mind being fucked with right now. Besides, I had plans to ask her to leave with me after I told my sister but now she sounded like she was going her own way.

  She hopped out of bed and jogged toward her pink book bag on the floor. Her ass bounced as she dug around inside and I wanted to lick that clit and start all over again, until I remembered she was about to break my heart. It took a minute but eventually she grabbed two pieces of paper and walked back to me.

  “Read it,” she said trying to hand me one of the papers. “It’ll answer everything you want to know.”

  I looked down at them. “What is it?”

  “Tasha, please just look at them.”

  I took it and read over everything quickly. Before long I understood perfectly what was goin’ on. She was pregnant. My eyes widened. “So, so it worked?” My jaw dropped.

  “Yes, baby,” she smiled. “The last vile we bought worked. And I know I didn’t tell you first but I wanted to see for myself.”

  I covered my mouth. Nikki and me had been paying thousands of dollars for a nigga’s spunk because I didn’t want her fucking her ex-boyfriend who was always laying in wait. Just like her I wanted a baby but we tried so many times at the IVF clinic that I stopped asking if it worked. I just assumed it didn’t.

  “Aren’t you happy?” She asked me. “All of the heartbreak and it finally paid off. We gonna be parents.”

  I eased out of bed, jumped into my jeans and walked toward my dresser to grab the bottle of Hennessey. My back was faced her direction. “You my baby so of course I’m happy.” To be honest I didn’t know what I felt.

  I didn’t want her to see the sour look on my face. I mean I know we planned this shit, and I know I’m playing myself but she didn’t prepare me for what it would be like to really be a father. We’re together almost every day and now she was pregnant and saying she was leaving. Which I still didn’t understand.

  I could hear her breathing heavily behind me like she was about to cry and I felt bad. She’s probably worried that I’ma be like one of these niggas and leave her stranded.

  So I pulled myself together, got rid of the craziness in my mind and when I was good, I turned around and faced her. Her expression was stuck, like she needed me to be excited before she could celebrate.

  “Are you sure you happy, Tasha,” she asked walking up to me, rubbing my back. “Because it don’t feel like that right now.”

  “Nikki, we wanted this but why you gotta go?” I paused. “Don’t you want this with me?”

  “Yes. Of course I do!” She paused. “You helped me pay for this and—”

  “So why you leaving?”

  “Because we can’t do this, raise a baby, in Adamsville.”

  I took a deep breath. I knew she wanted more. “So what you want me to do?”

  “Come with me.” She said. “Come with us, Tasha. Leave all this craziness behind in Adamsville. We deserve more and you know it. I’m begging you.“

  Loud banging at the door interrupted us. “Tasha, come out here, ma stabbing herself in the hand again,” Crystal yelled. “I need your help!”

  CHAPTER THREE

  CRYSTAL

  My mother is in her pink cotton panties in the middle of the living room acting a fucking fool. I hated this kind of shit. “Ma, you can’t be playing with the knife!” When the knife hung low I rushed her, knocking her to the living room floor. Nikki grabbed the knife while I tried to pin her down but it was a lot of work. “What the fuck is wrong with you, ma? Please stop!”

  Her legs are wide open and I can see her bushy pussy. “Get off me, Crystal!” She yelled. “Don’t put your hands on me!”

  “Ma, you can’t be out here like this!” I continued trying to talk to a mad woman. “We got company and everything! Please stop!”

  “Get your dyke ass off me!” She yelled. “Get your god damn hands off of me, whore.” She paused. “I done told you time and time again to stop touching me and you won’t listen.”

  “Where is her medicine?” Tasha asked helping me hold her. “And what you do to set her off? Because something had to happen.”

  “I don’t know.” I said honestly putting all the pressure I could on her body. “It’s like it happened from no where.”

  “Well where were you when she first went off?” She looked down at her. “Because she doesn’t go from zero to one hundred without a reason. Even without her medicine.”

  “One minute she was watching the Real Housewives of whatever and the next minute she was cursing and talking about rent money. I was outside paying the mobile repairers to fix our car window.” I paused. “And when I
came back Lil’ Kevin was barking and trying to get away from her. I think she stepped on him or something and the barking may have set her off.”

  Moms suffered from bipolar disorder and if she doesn’t take her meds, she’s a mess like right now.

  Tasha stood up and took the knife from Nikki’s hand throwing it on the table. Then she came back down to help me hold our mother again. “Nikki, go into ma’s room and bring that yellow pill bottle on the dresser.” She said. “It should be by her perfume.”

  “I don’t want no bitches in my fucking room, I done told ya’ll niggers that before! Somebody stealing from me!”

  Tasha shook her head. “Ain’t nobody stealing from you, ma. How many times do I have to tell you that?” She took a deep breath. “I can’t with all this shit.”

  “Go ‘head, Tasha,” I told her. “You go find it because I got her and she ain’t getting up.”

  She held her feet as we both still struggled. “Nah, I’m staying right here, Crystal. The last time I let her go when she was like this she got away from you and ran down the block and started knocking on neighbors doors. Almost got shot and everything.” She looked at her girlfriend. “Do it for me, bae.”

  “I got it,” Nikki said rushing into my mother’s room before I could dispute.

  I glared at Tasha as Nikki walked away. “You smell like pussy,” I said to her as my mother continued to wiggle under me. “You a mess.”

  “I can’t keep doing this,” Tasha said looking at ma. “I can’t keep living like this. Shit gotta change.”

  I looked at ma and back up at her. “We can talk about this later.”

  Tasha nodded but something was different. I just couldn’t figure out what. I guess we were both tired of goin’ through this type of drama. All our lives our mother has been unstable. If she’s not changing moods at the drop of a dime, she’s leaving the house for days and making us worry that someone killed her. I know Tasha wanted out of Adamsville just as much as I did and I knew one day we would go together. But only when the time was right.

  “I brought two bottles because I wasn’t sure,” Nikki said to me. She held them up so I could see them. This a stupid whore.

  “If one bottle is yellow and the other bottle is red, which one you think I want?” I asked her.

  “Don’t disrespect,” Tasha said taking the bottle from her. “She didn’t have to do shit, Crystal.”

  I rolled my eyes.

  After we forced three pills down mama’s throat, we sat with her on the brown sofa and waited for her to get better. While waiting, I cleaned her knife scratches and put a bandage on them. Before long she wasn’t moving as much and her eyes focused on us instead of everything else. The doctor said she only needed a pill a day, but she didn’t know our mother like we did.

  When she finally calmed down Lil’ Kevin jumped into my lap. I carried him to the kitchen and Tasha and Nikki followed. “Ya’ll might need to have her checked out again,” Nikki said. “She seems to be getting worse to me.”

  “Bitch, shut the fuck up,” I waved her off. “You don’t know shit about her. Stay in your fucking place.”

  “Crystal, I love this one,” Tasha said to me. “So be careful how you talk to her.”

  I looked at Nikki and rolled my eyes. Taking a rubber band off my wrist I tied my long hair up in a bun on top of my head. “Yeah, whatever. She’s your whore not mine.”

  I was about to walk away when Tasha said, “Come ride with me right quick. I got something to tell you that can’t wait.”

  “Where we going?” I asked.

  “This important.” She kissed Nikki. “Watch my mother, bae. She should be good now. We be back.”

  We hopped in our car and drove to our old high school. I parked and sat on the hood while Tasha leaned against the car. “I’m leaving.” She said without even giving me a warning.

  My eyes widened and I slid down. “Leaving where?”

  “Away.”

  “So hold up, you not even gonna tell me where you going?” My long hair fell out of the bun on it’s own and I quickly wiped it out of my face.

  “Nikki pregnant, Crystal. And I can’t have our kid around ma especially when she like this.” She paused. “I can’t even believe that after all this time she still tripping. I mean, what the fuck? I hate not knowing what mood she gonna be in each day.”

  “She getting old,” I said. “So now we gotta realize—”

  “I ain’t gotta realize shit,” Tasha said louder. “I’m out. And there ain’t much more to say.”

  My heart thumped in my chest and I walked in front of her. “What about us being together forever? What about the house we were going to buy?”

  “You got, Tiffani.”

  “Ain’t nobody being together forever with no Tiffani. You saw how crazy she was.” I paused. “It’s me and you like we talked about when we was kids. Now if she wanna come along—”

  “It’s me and Nikki, Crystal.” She said looking into my eyes. “Ain’t you been listening to me?” She asked scratching her wild curly hair. “I’m out of Adamsville.”

  Tasha was still talking but I didn’t hear her anymore because I was getting angrier. I focused on her eyes because I want to see if this was the same bitch who told me she would never leave my side, especially after all we went through as kids. She was my best friend. The only one I could really depend on. I wanted to see if she was the same one who said we would always take care of each other because that’s what sisters do.

  “You really gonna abandon me, Tasha?” My breath grew heavier. She doesn’t respond. Just turned her head away. “Don’t you see what Nikki’s trying to do, Tasha? Bitches like that don’t like sisters being together. They not use to the type of bond we have because it’s rare. Two gay sisters in the same house,” I laughed. “We a phenomenon.” I paused. “Please don’t let her do this to us. We the Burton Sisters and this ain’t what family do to each other.”

  “I need that woman, Crystal. It’s not just her but the baby too. If I do right by her we can build the family I dreamed about and the house I see when I close my eyes at night.” She paused. “Shit, maybe after awhile you could come live with us and we can open the business we always talked about since I know how much you love dogs.” She smiled. “But all that shit goes out of the window though if I let her get away.”

  “You sound just like that bitch of yours.” I said. “Selfish.”

  “Crystal, you my sister, but I told you I love her. Please don’t keep calling her out her name.”

  I’m so angry right now that when I tried to open my mouth my lips don’t even move. Fuck this dyke! If she wanted to let Nikki come in between us then that’s on her, not me. Blood is richer than cum but I guess she don‘t get that. “What about this,” I paused. “Let’s do one more job and—”

  “No. I’m out of that game too.”

  I was trembling with rage. Now she was violating in so many ways. “You know what, Tash, I’m out here in the world on my own ‘cause of you. And if something happens to me, like I get raped or something, then remember this day right here.” I pointed at the ground. “Because it will be all on your head.” I got into the car and rolled out, leaving her right there.

  CHAPTER FOUR

  TASHA

  When Crystal left me at the school I had Nikki come scoop me up in an old silver Honda Accord that I only used when I wasn’t in dad’s car. I bought it from this chick that wanted to fuck me a while ago, which gave Nikki another reason to hate it. Other than that it ran okay but above all it was all mine. I didn’t have to share it with my sister.