Who Wants That Perfect Love Story Anyway Page 4

  I laughed. I was stuffed. I could barely move. I didn’t have no room for my peach cobbler. Royal ate his slice and mine. I couldn’t understand how someone could eat all that food. When Jamie said her brother was greedy, I thought she was lying. He had a serious appetite.

  “Damn, boy! You got a chick knocked up or something?” I asked.

  “Helllllll nawwww! I never fuck raw! These thirsty ass hoes ain’t trapping me. I learned my lesson! I even take the condom when I’m done. These chicks be on that Mary Jane shit. Trying to freeze a nigga’s sperm and shit. I’m just a greedy ass dude,” he laughed.

  “Oh, my gosh, are you serious? Don’t tell me someone froze your sperm, who was it?” I asked curiously.

  “I forgot the chick’s name honestly. It was a few years back, but when I found out about it, I threw that shit out then I cut her ass straight off! I didn’t even tell her I knew about it.”

  We talked for the rest of the night. I didn’t get dropped off until 1am. I returned to work tomorrow and I was picking my baby up when I get off. I missed her and it had only been a day since I’d seen her.

  I worked as a Patient Care Tech for the E.R at Anne Arundel Medical. I worked five, sometimes six days a week. My schedule was crazy. I went to school from 8a until 2p then work from 3p-11p. I was working on becoming a R.N and the shit was not easy. I went to school three days out of the week, but no matter how busy or tired I got, I made time for my daughter. If it got to the point I had to quit one, it would be school. I needed my job, but if it got too hard, I would have to drop out. With all the money Koran made, you would think I wouldn’t have to work hard. I had been doing it alone since day one. That was why I didn’t put his name on the lease. I had made some dumb choices when it came to him, but the smartest thing I did was move into a place I could afford without him. The more I thought about it, the less I missed his sorry ass.

  Royal

  Cam and I had been dating for almost four months. As much as I wanted it to become official, she was still not ready yet. I usually didn’t ask for the pussy, but a nigga was tempted as hell. We might kiss and feel up on each other, but that shit was a tease.

  She even told me she went out on a date a few times with some nigga. As mad as I wanted to be, I had no right to be. I was still fucking bitches here and there. She knew about it because I told her. I probably shouldn’t have told her ass shit because it gave her the green light to go on dates with another nigga.

  I paid Cam’s rent up for the rest of the year and paid her car note off. She gave me hell about it, but she needed a break from all those bills. I also gave her a few stacks every week so she could have extra money in her pockets. Cam would never come out and admit it to no one, but shorty was struggling. She lived in a luxury condo, drove a 2012 car and was taking care of an infant. I came across a few “past due” bills that accidentally fell out of her purse when she was in my car. That shit made me mad because she acted like she couldn’t come to me for help.

  Being I hadn’t heard from her all day, I gave her a call.

  “Helloooo...” she sang into the phone.

  “What’s up shorty? You didn’t hit me up all day, what’s up with that?” I asked her.

  “Sorry babe, I been busy today at work. A few people called off so we were very short,” she answered.

  “What are you about to do?”

  “Nothing much. I’m supposed to be going out to the movies with Tayshawn,” she boldly answered as if I wanted to know all that shit.

  I wanted to cuss her ass out, but I would be a hypocrite because I was doing me, too. That’s just how we men were. “Yo, are you fucking serious right now? You still seeing that nigga?” I angrily asked her.

  “It’s nothing like that, Royal! What’s your problem?” she asked innocently.

  “Cam, be honest with me, are you fucking that clown or not?” Yeah, I asked her that shit, it had been bothering me lately.

  “Aren’t you fucking bitches?” she snapped back.

  “This ain’t about me, I asked you a question! I already told you about me! So, are you?”

  “That’s none of your damn business!” she yelled into the phone.

  I hung up on her ass and she called back like five times. I was not feeling this shit. I had never gotten mad over a female like this before. I felt like finding out who this Tayshawn cat was, so I could put something hot in his ass!

  One week later….

  It was Sunday and as usual it was dinner at my mom’s house. She never missed a Sunday dinner no matter what. My close niggas came and sometimes they would bring their girls. Cam’s parents came every Sunday, too. I walked in.

  “What’s up my man?” Moe greeted me; he was Cam’s father. We slapped hands.

  “Nothing old man, just chilling,” I joked. Cam’s pops was cool. He was a retired veteran. He even had a little towing company going on.

  He got serious all of a sudden. “What’s going on with you and my daughter? I usually don’t get into her business, but she seemed happy since y’all two been hitting it off. Now, all of a sudden, she’s been moping around.”

  “Moe, it’s a long story man, I like your daughter, and I always have. I even got strong feelings for her. I didn’t hurt her.” At the end of the day, that was still her father. I couldn’t tell that man I was mad at his daughter because she might be fucking another nigga. He was even in his feelings when he found out we were seeing each other. Let’s face it, no father wanted their daughter dating a big time drug lord, but she was grown and lived out on her own. There was nothing he could do about that, but accept it.

  I walked into the kitchen where the ladies were hanging out. They all stopped chatting and grilled my black ass. Even my little baby girl, Parker, had a little mean mug on her face. She was usually happy to see me.

  “Well damn! Is it like that?”

  “Watch your damn mouth!” my mom snapped on me. I looked at my sister, the troublemaker, and this brat rolled her eyes at me.

  “Cam, you got people all in our business! What you tell them? I didn’t do shit to you!” I picked Parker up from her lap and hurriedly made an exit out. I was a grown ass man, but my mom didn’t play that cussing shit around adults. They looked like they wanted to body my ass. All those angry black females in there, you wouldn’t catch my ass going back in there. I went into the family room where the guys were. Soon as I walked in, they clowned me. I ignored their asses.

  “You mad at me too, Lil Mama?” I asked Parker. She smiled at me blowing bubbles with her two little teeth at the top and bottom. I wouldn’t mind being added into their life, but Cam was still running. I loved this little girl like she was mine; she even had her own room at my crib for when they stayed over.

  She played with my Rosary chain while I tickled her stomach. Her pigtails swung as she threw her head back giggling.

  “No females allowed!” Tee-Tee told her.

  “Tee-Tee, shut your mouth. If I’m not allowed neither are you! You just as much of a woman as I am,” Cam said smartly.

  “You going to let her talk to you like that Tee?” Ashaun instigated.

  “Nigga, please! I’m not worried about Cam and her smart ass mouth.” They laughed.

  “Royal, I need talk to you for a minute!”

  I wasn’t trying to go there with shorty today. “Later, I’m chilling with baby girl.”

  “What time later?” she asked.

  “I don’t know!” I answered not looking up at her.

  “Gentlemen, excuse us for a minute.”

  She took Parker from me then handed her to Ashaun as they were leaving out. Once they were all gone, she cussed my ass out. Her hands were on her hips and she had that ghetto neck roll going on. Shorty was going in on me. I had been ducking her for a whole week. I tuned her out as I stared at her breast. She was looking good as hell. The gap between her legs was damn near in my face. She mushed me.

  “You don’t hear me talking to you?”

  “Keep your damn
hands to yourself! What the fuck is your problem? You got my peoples looking at me all crazy like I did something to you. All I asked is for you to keep it one hundred with me. Are y’all fucking?” I asked her for the last time.

  “No, we not fucking! We never even kissed! What kind of person do you think I am? I can hang out with a guy just as a friend!” Cam looked like she wanted to swing on me, so I got up.

  “Now, was that so damn hard?”

  “Yes, it was hard to answer being as though you’re fucking everything that walks! Including the bitches at my fucking job!” she screamed.

  “What the hell you talking about?” I was clueless.

  “I’m talking about the little night cap you and Simone had a few nights ago. That bitch couldn’t wait to come to work and tell everything. But you concerned about me? You are funny as hell! Everyone knows that we are dating even the people at my job. They see you bringing me gifts and picking me up and dropping me off. So, can you imagine how I felt when they were openly discussing that shit in my face? But I need keep it one hunnit’ though?”

  How could I answer that? I knew Simone was a nurse, but I never asked where she worked. I didn’t care nothing about her. I just wanted the ass. “I don’t have a girl, you bullshitting! I’m entitled to do whatever I want!”

  “Well then, stop asking me questions like I am your woman! Technically, I can fuck whoever I want!” she screamed on me again.

  There she was talking stupid again. I know it was selfish on my part. Call it what you wanted, but it was genetic for men. We could never take what we dished out. She was trying to get under my skin. “What you trying tell me?”

  She stood straight and boldly looked me in the eyes. “I’m telling your selfish ass it’s none of your business if and when I decide to invite my friend over. Who knows I might have a little nightcap myself,” she teased playing with my Rosary.

  “Get the hell out of my face, girl.” She licked my lips then switched her ass out of the living room. I had something in store for her little attitude later on. She left my dick hard as hell.

  *****

  Tee-Tee, Corey, Ashaun, Killa, and I were in the basement discussing business.

  “We got 500 keys coming at the end of the month. We no longer doing 350, let me know now if the extra 150 is going to be too much. If y’all niggas about making money it shouldn’t be a problem.”

  “Hell naw!” everyone said.

  “Another problem I need to address. Someone has been personally ripping off five of my trap houses. Someone within this damn family. I’m not feeling that shit!”

  “That nigga Man-Man has been balling lately. Nigga bought a big ass house over in Eastern, Maryland, and everything. Even copped a 2014 Maserati. He has only been down for five months!” my little brother, Corey, said.

  “Man-Man don’t be on that shit!” Ashaun yelled defending his cousin. That dude might have been his blood cousin, but if he was stealing I was going to kill his ass.

  “Think my nigga! Use your fucking brain! Shit has been well until you put him on. Fam or no fam, if that nigga stealing he got to go! Bottom line,” Corey argued back.

  If something ever happened to me, I hope he took charge. Ashaun and I were both supposed to run this operation side by side. It was not working like that. He turned a blind eye to every damn thing and sometimes the shit pissed me off. Just because someone was in your family didn’t mean they wouldn’t fuck you over, those be the main ones.

  “Shit been crazy ever since your brother put you on! I told Royal not to let your young minded ass into this shit. Now, you want to blame my cousin for this bullshit. My fucking peoples not even here to defend himself! Nigga you need stop smoking so much and take your young ass back to school,” Ashaun spat.

  Corey was a nineteen-year-old hothead and always getting into some shit. He got kicked out of college for selling e-pills and weed on campus, but besides all that his wild ass was a genius. He was still young, so he did careless things sometimes like dropping the product off late and picking up the money late, but nothing had ever come up missing. What I respected about my brother was he didn’t take no shit from no one! Also, nothing got passed him. He was my eyes and ears in the streets. Corey could hack computers, bank accounts, etc. My brother would be the worst enemy to have.

  “Y’all chill the fuck out!” Killa told them.

  “Corey do have a point though something ain’t right with your peoples. His stash houses are the only ones that are coming up short,” Tee-Tee stated.

  He studied our facial expressions. He could tell we all thought the same thing. This shit had been going on for months now. No one knew who was doing it. Even though the amounts were nothing to hurt our pockets, you don’t bite the hand that feeds you.

  “Sometimes family will fuck you over before your enemy would. You know how niggas get when it comes to money. They would kill their own momma for it; steal from her ass, too. Greed doesn’t discriminate my nigga,” I told him.

  He looked defeated. “It’s too much shit going on, my baby mother, my wife, and now my cousin,” he shook his head. “I need a vacation! I’m going to look into this shit. I’m going to get up with y’all later,” he dapped me then dipped.

  I felt sorry for him. He had a lot on his plate. My nigga was stressed out. I didn’t usually get involved, but I was going to have a talk with my sister. Their problems were costing me. I had soldiers who depended on me because they had families to feed. Besides, I owed her one because she stayed in me and Cam’s business.

  Ashaun was always there for me. He even helped me to get where I am. That was why I owed him a lot because he might be about that life now, but back then he wasn’t. He was a good dude that had a bright future. When I got hungry for money, he got hungry for money too, all because I was his nigga. Now, I looked back and wished things were different. This life never was for him, but it was too late for him. The streets had him now. I remembered when he went into a deep depression after he caught his first body. I was a no nonsense type of dude. The first time I caught a body I damn near busted a nut.

  Leodonis was our Cuban connect. He heard how young and wild we were. We were doing everything from robbing niggas and stores to stealing cars and taking them to the chop shop. I was even shooting people for stupid shit. Someone stepped on my new Jay’s one time and I lost it. Let’s just say the nigga was paralyzed from the waist down. I didn’t give a fuck.

  One day we were chilling on the block and a Rolls Royce pulled up on us. At the time, I didn’t even know what the shit was. Anyway it was, Leodonis. He had a problem with a few of his workers and needed them out. Hell, I was down if the price was right, but what he had to offer was better than a couple of g’s. He offered me a whole new life for the price of someone else’s. I sold my soul to the devil that day, and I took Ashaun with me. If I could turn back the hands of time, I wouldn’t have let him get into this life, but it was too late.

  Everyone went upstairs to eat. I told Corey to stay behind. “Keep a close eye on that nigga for me. Something is not right with him. He could be working for the feds or anything. I’m done trying to spare Ashaun’s feelings. That nigga need to go!”

  “Right! Right! Give me a week or less, I’m going to wire that nigga’s crib, car, and tap his phone.” I laughed because he was dead ass serious and I knew it was going to get done. “Can I borrow your whip? I got to take this little honey out later,” he cheesed.

  “Which one?”

  “The Aston Martin.”

  I smiled. “Okay, bet!” I gave him a brotherly hug before we went upstairs to eat dinner.

  Camren

  After I had cleaned Parker up, I put her in her crib and she went to sleep right away. I took a nice hot bath while sipping on my wine and listening to slow jams on Pandora. Royal made me want to knock his ass out earlier. I couldn’t believe he fucked Simone’s hoe ass. She was a straight up whore, a cheap one at that. She screwed anything with a pulse. I bet any amount of money if some
one in the E.R flat lined with a hard dick she would fuck them. She screwed almost all the doctors at the hospital, even a few janitors. That bitch didn’t give a fuck. She must had a white liver.

  It was funny when the family threw him shade, but that wasn’t my fault. Jamie blabbed her big mouth telling them how Royal was ducking me. I missed him though; I couldn’t even lie. He was perfect. I loved everything about him.

  At first, I thought maybe I caught feelings too quick that was why I held out on being in a relationship. I didn’t want to rush it, but I was having my regrets. I could lose out on a good thing. People didn’t wait around forever. That Simone chick gave me a wake-up call. I missed the way he looked at me, and the way he caressed me when he kissed me. I secretly had it bad for Royal. I was no longer shy around him. Royal did more for me in four months than what Koran did for me in seven years. I was not just talking financially, but emotionally, as well. The bond he had with Parker was the icing on the cake. I wanted to call him right now and demanded he come and fuck me.

  “Ding, Ding!”

  “Who in the hell is ringing my doorbell this time of night?” I thought to myself. I grabbed my robe and they kept ringing. “Wait a minute, shit!” I yelled out. I looked through the peephole then snatched the door open.

  “What the fuck you doing here?” I was still playing hard to get, but I was happy as hell.

  Royal shut the door then locked it. He took off his shirt. His muscles flexed while doing so, then he kicked off his sneakers. He pulled down his pants, briefs, and pulled his socks off. He was now naked as the day he came out of his mother’s vagina. His body was amazing. Six pack, sculpted chest, and thick muscular arms.

  Royal had more tattoos than Koran and Koran was tatted up. He had one tattoo that stood out the most. A devil with horns and red eyes that covered his whole chest and neck. I didn’t know all that was under his shirt. My eyes traveled down to his piece and my mouth watered. He had the prettiest black dick I had ever seen. He had Lex Steel; the porn star beat. He had to have been packing a good ten inches, and it had a crook in it. His mushroom sized head and the thick veins that ran along his shaft made my pussy pulsate.