Who Wants That Perfect Love Story Anyway Page 12

  “What’s up shorty?” I asked eyeing her down.

  “Nothing much. When you going to stop playing games and let me ride that big black dick again?” she asked lustfully twirling my chain around her fingers. Honey had my dick hard as a brick. I couldn’t pass on this opportunity and I needed to release some stress. I took her ass back to my office.

  “OHHHHHH, SHIT! Baby you feel soooo good!” Honey moaned as she rode my dick on my couch in my office. Shorty was making her ass clap. She fucked just how she danced when she was on stage. Her phat ass was twerking on my dick.

  I smacked her thick cheeks. “Ride that shit girl!” I coached her. She started going crazy. She stuck her nipples in her mouth. Her pussy got sloppy wet. She tightened her muscles around me as I stood up with her legs hanging over the crook of my arms. I slammed her down on my dick and fucked her senseless. I took all of my frustrations out on her pussy and she didn’t mind one bit. Her juices started running down my legs. I put her against the wall and gave it to her; the picture me and Cam took when we went to Paris came crashing down. That should’ve been a sign, but I kept going.

  “Oh, yes nigga! Fuck me just like that! I feel it in my stomach!” she screamed. “Give me that big black dick!” she moaned. A few moments later she came. I felt bad right after I filled the condom up with my seeds. I had not been with another woman since Cam became my woman, but I had a feeling that she was lying about something. Just as soon as that thought came, I no longer felt guilty. I went to the bathroom to wash off then headed back downstairs to the bar. My strip club had three levels and I even had poles that went through all three floors. Only the baddest bitches worked those high poles.

  “What you want handsome?” Candy, my bartender, asked me.

  “Two shots of D’usse and keep them coming!” I told her.

  “There go my nigga!”

  I laughed. “What’s up lil man?” I slapped hands with Corey.

  “Shit, dropping by to see what you were doing,” he replied eyeing Candy.

  Corey and Candy hit it off a few times, but Tee-Tee found out. Let’s just say Candy was out of work for a month after the ass whipping Tee-Tee gave her.

  Candy rolled her eyes at Corey. “Oh, it’s like that now?” he asked her smiling.

  “Fuck you!” She gave him the finger.

  “When?” he asked her.

  “Yo, keep on and Tee-Tee gon’ fuck both of y’all up. You know she’s not working with a full deck of cards!”

  “Man, Tee-Tee pregnant ass ain’t going to do shit!” He boldly stated.

  “You knocked her up again?” I asked in disbelief.

  “Hell yeah, her ass need to calm the fuck down! I’m tired of her running around like she a nigga. I even make her ass cook me dinner naked with nothing on, but pumps. When I come home, I need to be greeted like the king of the castle. One day I come in the crib right? Yo, this broad was chilling on the couch with a wife beater on and basketball shorts watching football. Add insult to injury, she was drinking one of my Coronas! I swear on everything I love I almost beat her ass! Tee-Tee acts like a damn hoodrat! You would think she would chill out on drinking while she carrying my seed, but her ratchet ass don’t give a fuck!”

  I shook my head. For the life of me, I cannot understand how those two hooked up. Tee-Tee was attractive and all, but I still had a hard time believing she liked dick.

  “Then, what happened?” I asked curiously.

  “Nothing, I dipped on her ass for a week. I swear yo, that bitch is driving me crazy. I wish I didn’t love her ass. To be honest, I don’t even think me and her need to be together. I don’t want to leave her while she knocked up, but when the baby comes my ass is gone. I’m going take care of my responsibility no doubt, but fucking with her is a mistake. I’m going to even try to go for full custody because her ass is not ready. All she thinks about is hustling. This shit ain’t made for both of us,” he stressed.

  These broads really were on some shit. In most cases, it was always the men, but not this time. You got Jamie cheating on her husband, Tee-Tee running around acting a fool while pregnant, and Cam ass being sneaky.

  “Do you my nigga!” I told him, which was Tee-Tee’s lost. If it was us niggas doing the same shit, they would be having their little bash their man meeting while sipping some wine talking about, “Niggas ain’t shit!”

  “Yo, Cam ass fucking back with her baby daddy. She comes home looking all ratchet. I asked her what happened to her and she tells me her and Tashondra got into a fight. Out of all places they fighting in front of this nigga’s crib. I knew she was holding out with the info, so I did some shit that I thought I would never have to do. I checked her phone. This motherfucker talking about, “It felt good to feel her lips again.”

  “Damn, these broads are on one! I always thought Cam was a good girl, hell, I still do. You might want sit down and ask her calmly because I know your short-tempered ass. You probably yelled at the damn girl and scared her ass. She probably didn’t know how to tell you what really happened.”

  I shrugged. “You might be right, but it don’t take away the fact that she lied. She even started crying and shit when I asked her. That right there let me know what was up.”

  “So, you come here and get your rocks off?” Corey sometimes knew me better than I knew myself.

  “I didn’t come here for that, but I did do something that I shouldn’t have done. How did you know?”

  “Your ass smell like some fruity ass body spray and if I’m not mistaken, you smell like Honey. If you got that close to Honey then, I already know what went down. That bitch is a stone cold freak!” he laughed.

  We chilled and drank for a few hours until closing time. I didn’t get home until 5am. Cam had been blowing my phone up and texting me all night. She even cussed my ass out and threatened to fuck me up when I got in. I would’ve thought she left when I did.

  Soon as I walked in Cam was sitting on the bottom steps with her arms crossed. Her ass needed to be sleep somewhere, she was acting real crazy and I wasn’t for this shit this morning. I had never seen Cam so mad.

  She walked up on me. “Where the fuck you been?” she asked with venom in her voice.

  “OUT!”

  “Out where?” she questioned.

  “None of your fucking business!” I told her. I walked down the hall and into the kitchen. She followed behind me.

  “Why you treating me like this?” she cried.

  I slammed my glass of water down. “You brought this on your damn self! Don’t be questioning me! I can’t ask you shit! Don’t ask me shit! Plain and fucking simple! You expect me to kiss your ass? Well, you got the wrong fucking nigga! You walking around here lying to me and shit! I have been proving myself to you since day one! What the fuck do I get in return? A bunch of bullshit!” I pounded my chest.

  “I didn’t kiss him Royal! He fucking kissed me! When he did Tashondra was walking up and she started tripping. It wasn’t even like that! I was defending myself because she put her hands on me first! Ok, I can admit I did lie and that’s only because you were so angry that if I did tell you the truth, it would’ve been some shit. You wouldn’t have believed me anyway because of what he had sent you! But, I swear on everything I love and as God as my witness I did not come on to that man in any way.”

  I believed her. I could see it in her eyes, but, she should’ve told me. I may have still been pissed, but at least I would’ve known the truth. I pulled Cam into me and kissed her forehead, but she pushed me off of her.

  “So, you fucked her, huh?” she asked. My soul almost left my body. Now, it was my turn to be truthful, but I didn’t think I could do it. “Let me smell your dick!”

  Damn, was she serious? There was no way in hell I was falling for that one. Even though I washed it off, I still don’t trust that shit.

  “Hell, no! You crazy? What type shit you on?” I asked her.

  “Your phone picked up when I was calling! She could feel it in her stomach, huh?
I heard every fucking thing! Do you know how hard it was for me not smack the shit out of you when you walked your black ass through the door? I wanted to tell your ass my side of the story first though just so your ass could feel guilty for assuming shit!”

  “Damn, shorty I’m sorry. I did get caught up and wasn’t thinking clearly, but it will never happen again!” I damn near pleaded.

  “Seven years I had to put up with a nigga cheating on me! Now you do the same shit, all because we had an argument. You have no fucking respect! You walking in here smelling like cheap ass body spray and you have glitter all around your neck! Your black ass ain’t shit!” She screamed while running up the steps. I ran behind her.

  She started snatching her clothes out of the closet. I hadn’t even noticed until now that she had already started packing.

  “Your ass ain’t going no damn where!” I told her snatching her clothes back from her.

  “Who was she?” she asked.

  I sighed. “It was Honey.” I shamefully admitted.

  “WHAP!” Cam smacked all hell out of my ass. She even started throwing punches and hitting me in my face. Her hits hurt like hell. It almost felt like a nigga was hitting me. I slammed her onto the bed. I held her arms down and laid all my body weight on her.

  “Chill the fuck out! You got me in here ready murder to your ass!” I threatened. Cam all of a sudden burst out into tears. She let out a gut-wrenching cry that touched my soul. It made my eyes water and one single tear fell down my face onto hers.

  “Cam, baby I swear I’m so sorry. She was just a piece of ass. I was so mad at you. In my mind, it wasn’t consider cheating,” I tried to explain.

  “Why would you do this to me? I love you! I gave you my all! We could’ve talked about it! You should’ve just answered the damn phone or stayed your ass home, but you chose to hurt me instead. I can’t do this, Royal! I can’t anymore! I love myself too much to put up with the bullshit again!”

  “You going leave me like this, Cam?” I asked.

  “You did this to us! You fucked that nasty ass stripper!” she screamed.

  “You not leaving me, Cam!” I was dead ass serious. Just the thought of her moving on and another nigga making her happy made me feel like I was suffocating. I let her up.

  “Give me some space, that’s all I ask. I deserve that much,” she pleaded. I let her go and when she left, I had a feeling she wasn’t coming back.

  *****

  On Sunday evening, I was on my way to my mom’s house for dinner. I felt like shit, I just wanted to stay in bed, but I would’ve been going crazy in my house alone. I’m so used to Cam and Parker being there. I had never been in love before and I didn’t know how to deal with this. We were supposed to be going on vacation in a few days. Christmas was even approaching; this shit was all bad timing.

  “Hey, Ma.” I hugged my mother.

  “Hey, baby.”

  “Is Cam here?” I asked her.

  “No honey, she is not here, neither is Vera. She went to console her daughter. That girl is having a rough damn time trying get over what you did to her! What the hell is wrong with my children? I didn’t raise y’all to play with people’s feelings like that! Corey got Tee-Tee running around like a damn headless chicken. Jamie and her husband are heading towards divorce, and I expected more from you! Your grown ass know better! Everybody knows what that poor child had to put up with when she was with her ex-boyfriend. Then you turn around and do the same shit! Cam and her mother never missed a Sunday! I don’t know what you got planned, but I hope like hell you figure out something! If you got to kiss her ass for a long time, do it!”

  My ass should’ve stayed home. I took my plate to go.

  Corey

  I looked at my phone while Tee-Tee blew it up. I hadn’t been home in weeks. I didn’t even want to see her ass. I wasn’t even sure if I missed her yet. I regretted getting her pregnant. I now had my own spot. It was a 5,000 sq. ft. two level studio apartment in Washington D.C. Only Killa, Ashaun, and Royal knew where I laid my head. I hadn’t told anyone yet, but I had already killed Man-Man’s ass. I killed him a week after I left Ervin’s lips on his doorstep. Even though Ashaun said he didn’t care what happened to him, I knew that was a lie. He looked up to the dude when he was younger. That was the only reason I haven’t told anyone. I wanted to spare his feelings.

  I had Man-Man’s crib wired and when I heard that nigga say he was going to kidnap my mother for ransom his ass had to go. I cut his monkey ass up then fed him to the hogs. Those savages eat anything!

  Tee-Tee was still calling my phone, the nerve of that bitch. She doesn’t even know I found her trapping phone. The one she told me she was getting rid of. She thought I was just tripping off of her drinking, but her still hustling was the icing on the cake.

  “DING! DING!” Someone was ringing my doorbell. I grabbed my nine from under the pillow. Only three people knew where I stayed. They would never just pop up without calling. I opened the door with my nine aimed. It was my brat ass sister. How the fuck she know where I lived? I wondered.

  “Well, can I come in? Damn!” she snapped rudely. I stepped aside to let her in.

  “Damn, this crib is nice as hell lil brother!” she stated.

  “Cut the shit girl, what the fuck you want?” I asked getting straight to the point.

  “I want to apologize, I haven’t been the best sister to you. You are my little brother and I love you. I think we should bond more and I’m sorry for always picking on you. I’m just not happy with my life and I shouldn’t have taken it out on you. That mess with Ashaun has been eating me up. I was wrong to blame you for him finding out. I know you wouldn’t hurt me intentionally.”

  “You good. My fault for saying some mean things. I haven’t been in a good mood lately myself,” I told her.

  She hugged me tightly. She hadn’t hugged me since our dad died. I hugged her back; she had tears in her eyes. I never told anyone, but I always wanted to have this type of bond with my sister. She always treated me like shit, and no matter what, I would kill anybody if they do harm to her.

  “How you know where I lived?” I asked curiously.

  “I had to beg Royal to give me the address, but of course he had to bribe me. I had to give him Cam’s new number. I know she is going to kill my ass, but she misses him just as much as he misses her, so hopefully it will all work out,” she shook her head. Her ass was always in someone else’s business.

  “I’m ready to grab something to eat, you coming?” I asked her.

  “Helllll yes! I need a drink too!”

  We went to Filomena Ristorante, which was an upscale Italian restaurant. It was located off Wisconsin Ave in North West D.C.

  “This place is nice!” She said and I agreed.

  “I love D.C, it’s faster pace and I’m thinking about opening up a shop up here.”

  “Go for it girl. You would make a killing,” I responded.

  We ordered our food. We started off with Calamari sautéed with garlic, white wine, and black olives. Jamie sipped on a glass of Moscato and I had Henny on the rocks.

  “So, what’s going on with you and that little bitch?” she asked.

  “Who?” I questioned.

  “Tee-Tee,” she replied rolling her eyes.

  “I’m taking a break from her ass, but what’s up with you calling her a bitch though?” I asked. Regardless of my ill feelings towards her, she was still the mother of my child.

  “Look Corey, your baby’s mother fucked my husband. When we went to some dumb ass marriage counselor, our mother recommended, he confessed. We had a big ass fight over a month ago and she walked in on it because I asked her go to the store for me. Anyway, she took A.J with her because Ashaun needed treatment to his shoulder, and I fucked my chin up from slipping. Later on that day she dropped A.J off and started venting to Ashaun about you and they started drinking. He told me he woke up with Tee-Tee riding him screaming your name, but it was too late to stop her so he let her. />
  I’m not as mad as I should be, but I’m angrier with Tee-Tee because I considered her a friend, but I will get over it. Ashaun already fucked my head up with that baby. He can’t hurt me anymore than that. I will have to eventually forgive Tee-Tee. I still love her though and I apologize for calling her a bitch. I confronted her about it too and she told me the same story Ashaun told me. She begged me not to tell you, but my loyalty is to you and plus I wouldn’t want your crazy ass to kill the girl. If she would’ve told you some shit like that to your face all hell would’ve broken loose.” She sipped her wine.

  I was waiting for Aston Kutcher to jump out and tell my black ass I was being punked. That bitch was fucking while she’s pregnant then she fucked one of my homeboys. Ashaun’s bitch ass better be lucky he married to my sister or he would be coming out of a hog’s ass like his bitch ass cousin. I couldn’t wait to pop up on Tee-Tee’s ass.

  *****

  “Oh, shit you scared me!” Tee-Tee jumped up. She was just getting in the house at three in the morning. She had on some tight ass jeans, a sweater that showed more cleavage than usual, and her breast was about to pop out. She even had on a pair of Red Bottoms. Her hair was cut all off. She had one of those short Fantasia hair dos. She was looking good as hell, extra feminine and I got jealous because she never tried looking that good for me. I even begged the bitch to wear thongs and sexy lingerie.

  “Where the fuck you been at? It’s three in the fucking morning! What pregnant woman you know besides your bald-headed ass that runs the streets?” I shouted.

  “You concerned about me now, huh? Nigga miss me with that shit and get the fuck out of my crib! I have been trying to get a hold of your dirty dick ass for two damn weeks!” she yelled back. I jumped off the couch. I must have blacked out because the next thing I know Tee-Tee was on the floor with a busted lip. I slapped the devil out of her.