Level Up

by Nikki Karma

  Tiff must’ve felt me and Mercy made a connection because all of a sudden she bore down on my face making it hard to breathe. As if she wants to kill me or something. Her actions immediately make me refocus on her, and I’m reminded about how sweet her pussy tastes too. Trying to regain focus, I grabbed Tiff’s ass cheeks and ram my tongue into her pussy hole. I’m just about to cum from playing with my own self when Tiffani bore down harder.

  “Mmmmmmmmm,” I moaned when I finally cum. “Fucckkkkk, that felt sooo good.” I bit my bottom lip, secretly not wanting the sensation to stop. “This was everything I imagined and more.”

  Sweat from my breasts rolled on the bed. We untangled ourselves and I lie in the middle of them with Mercy on my left and Tiffani on my right. I was in erotic ecstasy.

  Rubbing my stomach I said, “Mercy, what you got to eat?” I could feel my insides swirling. “A bitch hungry as fuck, especially after all that.” I grinned at them both.

  “Anything you can think of that you feel like eating?” She asked. “Because I keep a stocked fridge at all times. Tiffani knows that.” That was probably why she was thick.

  I smiled. “Cool, you should go make us some sandwiches or something.” I suggested. “I can eat anything. I’ll let you pick it.”

  She hopped up and I got a chance to look at her body again. A small line of hair ran down her pussy and I bit my lip remembering how it felt when I was pressed against her moments earlier. But when I looked to my left Tiff is in my face, frowning. She loved messing up the moment.

  “You want me to make you a fried fish sandwich?” Mercy slipped into an oversized white t-shirt. “I got some beer too but I must warn you in advance, I’m known for my cooking. You gonna be hooked after this shit trust me.”

  “Mercy, you can kick back for a minute.” Tiffani jumped up. “I don’t want nobody cooking for my bitch but me…no offense though.” She slid into her sports bra, boxers and sweat pants before walking out the room. “And don’t be back here fucking either,” Tiffany yelled. “I’m serious ‘bout mine.”

  When she left I pulled Mercy toward me and kissed her. After that I reached over to her, slipped my hand between her legs and played with her pussy. Her clit was fat as fuck. Knowing that Tiffani could come back at anytime and kill us made me hornier.

  Loving the feeling, Mercy bit down on her bottom lip and slipped her finger into my pussy. Now here we were, fingering each other on the bed. I was so horny that it doesn’t take me long to cum again. When I came, I wiped my pussy with the hand towel on the floor and she threw on her panties like we were chilling. When we were done we tried to act like we didn’t just fuck again.

  “Why you tell Tiffani I called you?” I asked seriously. It had been on my mind even when we were fucking but I put it to the side. “Especially if you were gonna give me the pussy anyway?”

  She shrugged. “I don’t know…I guess I was mad.” She placed a strand of my long hair behind my ear. For a second she just looked at me. “Why are you so, so aggressive but pretty?”

  I laughed. “Why you skipping the subject? You got me confused, Mercy.” I looked at the door to be sure Tiff wasn’t coming back. When I heard the front door open and closed I figured Tiffani ran to the car right quick. Either that or she was trying to catch her best friend and me in the act by pretending to leave the apartment. “Why you tell her?”

  “I don’t know why,” she shrugged again. “I mean Tiffani kept saying how much you love her and how you would never look at another girl.” She sighed. “I guess it made me jealous to think that you were all serious about her. After you faked that last time I saw you like you wanted me.”

  “Look, I don’t know about all that but it’s like this.” I exhaled. “I want to fuck you on the side but I want to keep it between us. Is that something you can handle?”

  “Nah, I’m good,” she said shaking her head from left to right. , “I rather keep what we got going on right here. No disrespect but I prefer as little drama as possible in my life.”

  I combed my long hair with my fingers to push it out my face. “Why you playing hard to get, Mercy? The way you were doing your thing just now showed me that you into me.”

  She shrugged. “I got my reasons.”

  The front door opened again and Tiffani came back a few minutes later with food for all three of us. At first I was trying to figure out what was up with Mercy. But when I realized it doesn’t matter I dropped it. It’s evident that she wanted me even if she faked like she didn’t.

  Things were silent. We were eating and for some reason I thought about my sister. I wondered where she was and if she was safe. I knew I shouldn’t have left her but the decision she was making to leave me alone was selfish. Especially after we already planned our futures.

  “What you thinking about,” Tiffani asked while drinking beer. She was always in my business. “You look mad about something.”

  I took a deep breath. “It ain’t nothing I’m gonna tell you about.” I paused. “So just leave it alone.”

  “You thinking about Tasha again right?” She continued, still pushing the subject. “I can always tell when something’s on your mind so there is no use in lying.”

  “I just don’t know why she having a baby with a bitch she ain’t make,” I said. “It ain’t like its her real baby. Now all of a sudden she gotta leave me with ma by myself.”

  “Maybe she trying to start a family,” Tiff said while chewing. “Don’t you want something better for us? If you ask me I kinda fuck with Tasha for getting away from Adamsville but that’s just me.”

  I don’t give a fuck about wanting something better with you, bitch. “That’s not what I’m saying, Tiff.” I took a deep breath and raised my hand. “You know what, for real, don’t even speak on it anymore. It’s my business anyway.”

  It’s quiet for a while until Mercy said, “Oh, I almost forgot.” She pointed at Tiffani. “Did you tell her about that bitch who hit on you upstairs? That was some crazy shit. That whore didn’t even know if we were together.”

  I looked at Tiffani and frowned. “What happened?”

  “It was dumb,” she said waving me off. “I don’t even know why Mercy bringing it up anyway.” Mercy grinned but Tiffani glared at her.

  “Really, Tiff?” I paused. “We playing like that? I asked you what happened? Why you holding out?”

  “The girl said she been wanting me for awhile and when I told her I had a girl she said not if she kicked your ass.” She waved the air. “It’s all dumb which is why I didn’t tell you. Anyway, so I—,”

  “Nah, I ain’t feeling that.” It was petty and I knew it but I had a lot of anger with no place to put it. I jumped into my jeans and then the rest of my clothes. I heard them begging me to leave it alone and Tiffany even picked me up until I bit her shoulder and she let me go.

  By the time they caught up with me I was barefoot in the hallway. I was ready to go off on somebody and I didn’t care who it was. Irritated by the world I really needed this release. “Which door is it?” I asked them.

  “301,” Mercy said with a sly smile on her face. It was like she knew something I didn’t. “Upstairs. But what you gonna do though?”

  I’m at the door banging real hard within ten seconds. I don’t know her name or who I’m looking for but the moment the door opens some bitch weighing five hundred pounds it looked like came out.

  Since my plan was to hit the first person I saw that’s what I did. I punched her in the face and before long she stabbed me in the side. It was like she was expecting me. Tiffany knocked her to the ground while Mercy ran away.

  Slut.

  As I’m holding my side on the dirty hallway floor I’m trying to think how I let myself get into this anyway. Why didn’t I see the kitchen knife she had in her hand? It definitely was large enough.

  Now it’s too late.

  CHAPTER SIX

  TASHA

  I was yelling at the officer at the front desk in the police department becaus
e I didn’t understand if my sister was stabbed why she in jail. But it’s obvious he could care less because he ain’t trying to help me.

  “Sir, you have to tell me what’s goin’ on.” I said. “I was told my sister was stabbed and I don’t understand why she ain’t in a hospital. No disrespect but you act like you don’t care.”

  The officer looked at a stack of papers in front of him. “And like I told you before, when I find out what’s goin’ on I’ll let you know. But you can’t make me tell you anything before then.” He paused. “Keep pressing the matter and you’ll be able to see for yourself when I lock your ass up too. Now have a seat before I lose my patience.”

  “You white—” I was about to call the officer every name in the book until Nikki pulled my arm.

  “Don’t do this, Tasha,” she whispered. “Let’s just sit and wait to see what happens. “Please, baby. The last thing you wanna do is go off on these people.” She touched her belly. “And if you do that I’m gonna have to get involved and what about the baby?”

  I looked at the officer and back at Nikki. I decided to calm down because she’s right. If I’m locked up I can’t help my sister or Nikki for that matter. But my heart felt like it was about to jump out my chest because I always knew what was goin’ on with my sister. And Crystal predicted something might happen to her and she was right. Why did I let her leave earlier tonight?

  Extremely nervous, I sat in one of the hard plastic black seats across from the officer. I’m staring him down waiting for something. “She’s okay,” Nikki said softly, placing her hand over mine. “Try not to worry too much, Tasha. Plus Crystal is tough.”

  “You don’t understand, Nikki.” I turned to face her. “She just told me if anything happened to her it would be my fault. And now she gets stabbed? How can I not carry this load on my heart?”

  She shook her head slowly. “What happened tonight ain’t on you and you know it. Crystal got caught up in some shit and got hurt. Look at the good part, if she’s here she can’t be hurt badly right?” She sighed. “Just remain positive because you have a tendency to fly off the handle like you were about to with that officer. We at war with them you know.”

  I looked into her eyes. “Remain positive?” I paused. “Do you see what the fuck is going down now?”

  “I just don’t want this incident to push our plans all the way back, Tasha. That’s all I’m saying. Crystal is grown with a life of her own. You have to let her do her and not get in the middle too much.”

  I clenched my fists because she was so super annoying. “Nikki, shut the fuck up with all this dumb shit!” I paused. “The only thing I’m thinking about right now is Crystal and her safety. That’s it, and that’s all.”

  She threw her hands up in the air and leaned back into the seat. It squeaked a little. “All I can do is be real with you, Tasha.” She said under her breath. “If you want a bitch to be fake maybe I should’ve let you fuck Carmen after all. Sometimes I think I’m too much woman for you anyway.”

  I shook my head and laughed. “You always find a way to bring up the past don’t you? Well I’m not biting this time.”

  “I’d think you’d appreciate living in the past since that’s all you keep talking about. In my opinion you don’t care about nothing that has to do with the future. Our future.”

  I’m about to walk outside and wait to get away from her when Crystal struts out of the back of the precinct. Her left side is bandaged and she’s holding it. She also has blood all over her jeans.

  Relieved, I stood up and she walked toward me. I gripped her into a hug and she says, “Ow, bitch!” She yelled before giggling. “That shit hurts. Let me go.”

  I pushed her back and observed her wound. “Should we go to the hospital? Because they said you were stabbed and the last thing you want is that shit getting infected.”

  “Nah, it was just a little poke that only needed two stitches.” She smiled. “Trust me, I’m alright. If I wasn’t I would let you know.”

  I looked at her feet. “Where your shoes?”

  “I left ‘em at, Mercy’s.” She sighed. “One minute I was eating and the next, well the next I was getting stabbed I guess.” She laughed again. “I still can’t believe everything went down like it did.”

  “Fuck happened, Crystal?” I looked her over. “I mean who did this shit? Give me the address so I can deal with it a.s.a.p.” I paused. “Because they not getting away with this.”

  “Trust me, it’s not worth it anyway, Tasha,” she said under her breath. “And look, I’m sorry to even put you through all this. It’s a complete waste of time and Tiff shouldn’t have called you. I told her to get the money to bail me out but she was broke as usual.” She paused. “But how you get the rest of the money? Bail was $1,000 and we only made a little.”

  I looked at Nikki. “She gave me the rest from what we were going to use for our move.” I paused. “I know you don’t like her but she definitely came through. And you should thank her.”

  Instead of thanking Nikki like normal, Crystal rolled her eyes at her instead. “Thanks for bailing me out or whatever the fuck,” she said looking at the grungy floor. “Although I would’ve been aight.”

  Nikki returned the favor by sighing and rolling her eyes back. “Whatever, Crystal. You can keep your fake ass apology. It’s not needed over this way.”

  “But can we talk, Tasha?” She looked over my shoulder at my girl again. “Sister to sister. Without your girlfriend?”

  I looked back at Nikki and then Crystal. “Yeah, but let me rap to her right quick because we drove here together.” I paused. “I still gotta find away to get her home though.”

  Crystal frowned at her and said, “I’ll be waiting outside.” I threw her the keys to my car. “Try not to be too long though, Tasha. We have a lot of things to talk about. ”

  I walked over to Nikki and held her hands into mine. Before I could say anything she said, “Don’t tell me you want me to catch a cab. When you know how much I hate them.”

  I frowned because she just hopped out of an Uber when she was about to fight Carmen. “Listen, I just wanna talk to Crystal. I promise I won’t be long okay? I mean she did just get—”

  “Cut the shit, Tasha and keep it real.” She paused. “Do you want me to catch a ride or not? I don’t need to hear about how vulnerable she is. I’m the one who’s pregnant.”

  My nostrils flared. “Well I could put you in a cab or you could take the car and we catch a cab instead.” I shrugged. “It’s just that I have to talk to Crystal in private and if someone is driving us they might be ear hustling. She seem like whatever she wanted to tell me was important.”

  “It’s cool. I'll grab an Uber but you need to tell your sister that I'm not goin’ anywhere. And one of these days we goin’ to have to get along, especially since I have plans to be your wife." She kissed me softly on the cheek. "And after you tell her that tell her I was worried about her tonight and I’m glad she’s okay. I know she won’t care though."

  She walked away and pushed out the front door. I followed and surprisingly a cab pulled up directly in front of us before she could order an Uber. She waved, entered the cab and rode off. I walked to my car and slid inside. Crystal was waiting.

  “Your bitch just threw the fuck you sign in the air when she got in the cab,” Crystal said shaking her head. "I don't care what you say, I hate her. " She looked down at her wound. “But look, I don't wanna talk about her tonight.” She paused. “While I was in the cell I had a lot of time to think. About a lot of stuff.”

  “You act like you did twenty years or something,” I laughed. “You weren’t in there that long.”

  “I’m serious, Tasha.” She sighed. “Besides, even an hour is too much time to be in that bitch. Anyway, I thought about you leaving and I want the best for you. Sincerely.”