CHAPTER TWO

TASHA

 

There was glass everywhere and I was sitting on the hood of our car. Why Crystal fucked with that dumb hood bitch was beyond me. Thinking that my sister was cheating, she actually crashed our driver’s side window over some whore she supposedly fucked. I was about to choke her out myself since she was a Dom but Crystal begged me to mind my own business.

 

Tiffani, who we called Tiff for short, stood in front of my sister with her sweaty dreadlocks hanging down her back. She was wearing a red sports bra, no shirt and baggy blue jeans. She was the type of Dom who believed that whenever she wore a sports bra with no shirt that officially made her a nigga. Well it didn’t.

 

“Why the fuck you calling my friend Mercy on the phone, Crystal?” Tiffani said to her as she glared. “What the fuck is up with you playing yourself like a whore?”

 

“You sound stupid as shit, right now,” Crystal yelled. “I can’t even lie. I’m sick of all this drama.” Both of them move out of the way of a speeding car, before goin’ back into the middle of the street as if it were a ring.

 

“It ain’t stupid, Crystal. You know how embarrassing it is to have your friend call and tell you your girlfriend trying to fuck?” She paused. “Huh? You moving wrong and you don’t even care.”

 

Crystal wiped her hands down her face. When she placed her hand on her hip a dude in an Escalade honked because my sister’s ass was fat in her jeans, which is why the moment we left the post office she slipped out of her uniform and put them on.

 

“Fuck outta here, nigga!” Tiff yelled at the truck, which was long gone. “She ain’t into you. So keep it moving.”

 

Crystal put her hand on her arm, I guess trying to bring her back to the moment. “Tiff, I can’t believe you out here in the middle of the street trying to fight me about Mercy whore ass. And then you had the nerve to break our car window. Don’t you realize I had to hold my sister off you?”

 

I nodded so she’d know it was real. Even at the moment I was willing to fuck her up if Crystal gave the word.

 

“You know what, fuck that car! I don’t give a fuck about it or you!”

 

“Then what you out here crying about? Just let me go on about my life while you do you.” Crystal threw her hands up in the air.

 

Tiffani stood on guard like a man, raised her hand and swung in her direction. She caught Crystal with a firm blow to the mouth, which she followed up with a punch to her chin. Before I could get involved Crystal grabbed one of her arms and tossed her to the ground as she kicked her repeatedly. Her head slammed against the curb and she rubbed the back of her dreads.

 

“Aight, aight!” Tiffani yelled.

 

I was about to kick her when Crystal stopped me. “I got her,” she said out of breath. “Stay out of it!”

 

“I’m gonna kill you now,” Tiffani promises hopping up. “I’m gonna beat your ass so bad like I—”

 

“Nigga, you ain’t gonna do nothing,” I said when she got up. “Or I’ma finish what she started.” I looked at both of them. “What’s wrong with you bitches?”

 

Crystal ain’t the most faithful chick in the world, she ain’t even nice, but I know she has a soft spot for Tiffani and her Yorkie, which she called Lil Kevin.

 

Out of breath, Tiffani stood up and leaned against the side of our car. Pulling my sister closer she slobbed her down in the middle of the street as she grabbed her thick ass cheeks. These bitches kill me. They were just fighting a minute ago.

 

“I don’t care if ya’ll back together now or not, Tiff, you gonna pay for our window,” I pointed at her. “I’m not playing with you.”

 

“I got you, Tash.” She winked. “I just had to secure my girl that’s all.” She paused. “Plus I just gave Crystal two hundred dollars to get the window fixed. If it cost more just let me know.” She looked at her. “She ain’t tell you?”

 

I looked at my sister. “Nah. She ain’t tell me shit.”

 

Tiffani shrugged. “And just so you know, I went off because Crystal gonna make me kill one of these bitches out here. At first I thought Mercy was lying when she said Crystal hit her but—”

 

“She was lying,” my sister said interrupting her. “I’m not trying to fuck that girl. She not even my type.”

 

“Then what you call her about?” Tiffani frowned.

 

“Like I said, wasn’t nobody fucking that bitch. I was calling that girl to see if you were at her house I think. I can’t remember. Ain’t nobody thinking ‘bout that fat slut.”

 

“Then how come whenever you drunk you be asking me for a three way with her?” Tiffani paused. “Talking about you wanna rub your pussy on her titties and shit. If she fat what’s up with that?”

 

“I asked ‘cause I really wanted to see if you loved me enough to do whatever I want.” Crystal said kissing her lips. “I guess I was wrong which is fucked up because I’d do it for you.”

 

“You whores are crazy.” I said. “But look, you got some smoke, Tiff?“

 

“I thought you stopped getting high,” Tiff said throwing her dreads over the side of her shoulder so that Crystal could stand in front of her and lean her back against her chest while looking at me. “You smoking again?”

 

“Nah, not really.” I cleared my throat. “I got something I gotta tell Crystal about later I’ma need it for.” I said.

 

“Why you keep saying that?” Crystal asked. “You starting to worry me.”

 

“You’ll find out later.”

 

“Oh, there go A.L.,” Tiffani said. “I know she holding something.”

 

When we looked up the street Tiffani flagged down Asian Lucy, a Chinese chick with a switch so hard it looked like her ass was gonna fall off. She thick to be Asian but I figured she got some work done. If I was single I’d still fuck her though. When A.L. made it to us she hugged my sister and then me. “What up, Tiff?” Asian Lucy asked. “What you need?”

 

“It ain’t for me this time,” Tiffani responded rolling her eyes. “Tasha seeking.” There was some animosity in her voice.

 

The streets have it on record that one time Tiffani was crushing on Asian Lucy. But when Asian Lucy saw her at a club and they left together, A.L. was about to go down on her, she told the city that Tiffani’s pussy stunk. I asked Crystal if it were true and she said nah. But she be on so much pussy that she might not know what’s good and what ain’t.

 

“What you need?” Asian Lucy asked me.

 

“Whatever you got tonight?” I reached in my pocket and pulled out some money.

 

“Shit…I got a bake sale goin’ on now.” She said dipping into her purse. “I got Ganja, Bart, Gold and—”

 

“Just give me whatever’s cheapest,” I said cutting her off. “I don’t smoke that much to be into the heavy shit anyway.”

 

Asian Lucy put back the other stuff she pulled out and reached into her pocket to fill my order. She was about to walk away when my sister said, “We got some Christian Lou’s size six in the trunk.” She paused. “You want ‘em?”

 

Asian Lucy looked at her high heels. “Too much for me. I keep my shoe game cute but cheap.”

 

“Well let me talk to you about something else.” Crystal walked over to her and the two went out of earshot from Tiffani and me.

 

When I saw Tiffani getting burnt up I looked over at her. “Be easy. The last thing we need is a bunch of drama.”

 

Tiffani glared. “I’m cool.”

 

Crystal said a few more things to A.L. and Asian Lucy switched away, fat ass and all. I wondered what that was about. When my phone buzzed again I looked down at it. It was a text from my girlfriend Nikki. Fuck! I forgot she was supposed to be coming over.

 

NIKKI’S TEXT MESSAGE

U need 2 come home. I’ve been waiting at your house. Stop fucking around Tasha. It’s serious!

 

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TASHA

Because Nikki was mad at me for meeting her at my house late, as usual, I was on my knees with my tongue running across her slippery clit. Nikki loved her pussy eaten so much she whines when I don’t do it at least once every other day. She a freak but I love it.

 

“Mmmmm…just like that, Tasha.” Nikki moaned. “Make it wetter than ever, baby.” I put extra spit on it the way she liked. “Wetter, bitch! Stop fucking around down there before I fuck you up,” She continued to wind her hips in my face. “Eat that shit.”

 

My clit was throbbing so much because of how she’s talking to me that I can barely wait to feel her. She acted like a maniac when I be on this thing, which is part of the reason I love fucking her. Outside of being smart and sexier than any bitch I’d ever come in contact with, Nikki’s gonna tell you what’s on her mind. She knows who she is and she definitely knows how she likes to feel in the bedroom and out.

 

My fingers press into her chocolate thighs as I put everything but my head in her pussy. She was tugging at my curly hair and talking shit at the same time each moment my tongue flipped that button. I’m holding my breath as if I’m under water and I’m good at it too because this is our life on a regular.

 

“Yeah, umm, just like that, eat that pussy you sexy red dyke.” She paused. “Lick it really, really good. Mmmmmm. Mmmmmmm. Yeah…you…you better not stop, you hear me? I’ma fuck your life up if you stop, Tasha…oh yeah…just like that…kill it with the extra swirl, baby. Kill it with the extra, bitch! Just like that.”

 

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!”