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Chapter 5

NATAYSIA

                  
The next morning….

                   By the time I woke up JaMel was already gone. I was so pissed off at what went on last night that I didn’t even bother to call him to see where he was at. I went to the bathroom to take a shower and brush my teeth. After I was done, I went to the living room and turned my phone back on. I had three messages from Kira, and one from MeMe. I would call Kira back in a few. I needed to talk to MeMe first. I dialed Meme’s number. MeMe and I had become pretty close since that day we met in Mega’s car at the salon. We didn’t hang together or anything like that, but we definitely kicked it a lot whenever I was spending time with Mega. She had become like a little sister to me. I was never able to have a baby shower so I volunteered to throw her one at the last minute. That’s why I needed to know what the fuck was going on and why she never told me that Mega had a girl. I knew her loyalty was to her brother, so it was nothing personal with her; but if I would’ve known this from the jump then I wouldn’t have even put myself in this position to get in deep with this nigga.

                   “Sup sis?” she answered on the first ring, and I cut straight to the chase.

                   “MeMe, why you ain’t tell me about Mega’s engagement party? Or better yet that he had a girl? You know that’s fucked up right?” She fell out laughing, but I didn’t find shit funny.

                   “Girl please! Mega don’t have no fucking girlfriend. He and Erica had been on and off fucking around for about seven years. Trust and believe Mega is not going to marry her. Her obsessed ass proposed to him. Tay, my brother just trying to get a reaction out of you boo. When he want’s something he will go and get it by any means. He wants you girl, and I know that he loves you. I told you that my brother has never brought another female to his house, let alone give one the keys to his crib. Mega has never even brought her home with him, so how in the hell is he planning on marrying her. I hope you don’t think that I didn’t show up because I’m on bed rest. Chile boo! Don’t nobody got time for Mega’s games. He know he’s not about to marry that girl! Trust and believe, when and if my brother ever gets engaged for real, for real, I’ll be front row and center regardless of what. He was just trying to piss you off and shut Erica’s nagging ass up. Trust me. I know my brother like a book!”

                   “Well I ain’t fucking with him like that no more! That shit was foul as fuck! Regardless of what he’s trying to pull, you don’t play with nobody’s feelings like that. But anyway, that definitely won’t affect the relationship you and I have though. Your baby shower is in two weeks so I hope you are ready!”

                   “Girl, that’s if I make it two more weeks. My damn stomach is heavy as hell and these Braxton Hicks ain’t no joke!” she laughed.

                   “I hope your brother isn’t coming.”

                   “Girl, Mega wouldn’t be caught dead at a baby shower. He swear shit like that is too feminine for him.”

                   “Good! His crazy ass would think it’s too feminine. Well, will your baby daddy be there?” I asked.

                   “Girl I doubt it, you know how that goes,” she sighed.

             
No I don’t know how that goes,
I thought to myself. Meme’s baby daddy was like a damn ghost. I had never seen him and she had told me that Mega didn’t know who he was either. She would always just call him baby daddy. She never once mentioned his name around me. I figured she thought that I would tell Mega, since she didn’t want Mega to know. She really thought that if Mega found out who her baby daddy was, he would kill him. I didn’t doubt that either, so I really couldn’t blame her. I ain’t a nosey bitch so I never bothered her about it.

                   “Okay boo. Well I’ll see you in two weeks, and do me a favor will you?”

                   “What’s that?”

                   “Please don’t tell your brother that you talked to me, okay?”

                   “Yeah, yeah, yeah! Oh Taysia, I was wondering…whenever I go into labor, do you mind being in the room with me since my mom isn’t here to share this moment with me? I really need a woman’s support,” she asked.

              “No I don’t mind. I would love to witness yo’ ass screaming from those contractions.” We laughed, said our goodbyes then disconnected the call.

Kira was next on the list. I knew she was calling to make sure I was straight after what happened last night.

                   Soon as she answered the phone it sounded like a damn fuck fest was taking place in the background. I was listening too. I couldn’t wait to clown her ass when I saw her.

                   “Oooooh shit Rock!! Put that big dick in my ass!” My mouth dropped. I didn’t know Kira was into anal sex, her lil slutty ass.

                   “How you want Rock to fuck that ass?” Rock asked. Then I heard Rock smack her ass.

                   “I want you to fuck my ass hard baby, fuck it hard!” she said sounding like a white woman. Then she screamed.

                   “Noooooo!!! Rock, take it out!! It feel like I gotta shit!” I almost died when she yelled that. I couldn’t take it no more. I hung up the damn phone. I was laughing my ass off though. Kira knew her skinny ass couldn’t take no dick in her ass in the first place. I figured I would give those two time to calm down before I called back. I went in the kitchen and cooked me some breakfast. Today was Saturday so I planned on watching TV all day.

                   Once I was settled on the sofa with my bowl of popcorn, I turned to Lifetime. The Aaliyah movie was on. I couldn’t believe Wendy Williams had fucked up Aaliyah’s legacy like that, and she know damn well Missy Elliott was plus size back then. I couldn’t even take this movie serious. I couldn’t even watch it anymore, so I turned from it. While searching through channels, my mind went to Mega and how he had snatched my heart from my body and broke it into a million pieces. The fact that he had a woman this entire time had my mind blown. He was treating me like I was his woman. I had the keys to both of his cribs, the code to his phone, and he had took me to Miami and purchased a house for us. The fuck? Like, what nigga you know do shit like that to his side piece when he a got a main bitch at home? Or what nigga you know gets engaged just to piss someone off? I was done with Mega. I was going to get my life back the way that it was before I met him. I should've listened to Mrs. Mildred. I had jeopardized my marriage fooling around with his ass. I went to my bedroom to get my purse that held the phone that Mega had given me. I was going to get rid of it. I no longer wanted it and I no longer needed it. Staring at the phone in my hand, something was telling me to trash it, but I couldn't trash it just yet. I wanted to see if Mega had tried to reach me. I know that he did but for some reason, I would be pissed if he didn't. If he didn't that only meant that he was boo’d up with his bitch ass fiancée. Regardless of what MeMe had told me over the phone, I find it hard to believe that Mega or any nigga would get engaged just to make someone mad. Soon as I turned on the phone there was only one message from Mega.

Mega: I’m sorry Ms. Lady. I'll make it up to you. Please forgive me.

I turned the phone back off and threw it in the trash. Fuck Mega!

CHAPTER 6

JAMEL

              I was sitting inside of my car at the Waterwheel motel, pissed the fuck off. I tugged on the last piece of my cigarette and flicked it out of my window, then let my window back up. I had left Taysia at home sleeping peacefully because her mom, Mrs. Debra, had been blowing my phone up all morning but I wouldn’t answer. I already knew that she wanted more money and I was planning on avoiding her as much as possible. That is, until she sent a message to my phone demanding that I meet her or she would tell NaTaysia about what she’d seen in Atlanta. Being that I wanted to keep my infidelities hidden, I had no choice but to abide by her rules. I hopped out of the car and walked up to the door. I was looking around to make sure no one saw me.

              The Waterwheel motel was the least used motel here in Cuthbert. It was so rundown, that it looked like a dungeon. Then it had the nerve to have a lakeside view. This was pretty much the home for all of the drug addicts. Mrs. Debra was in room 227. I bet she couldn’t wait for me to arrive so that she could hit up my pockets to get her next fix. I knocked on the room door and waited for her to open the door.

              “It’s open!” she yelled from inside.

              I opened the door and closed it behind me. I could hear the sink running in the bathroom, so I sat down on the bed and waited for her to come out so I could give her the money and get the fuck on. Mrs. Debra finally came out drying her hair with a towel. I knew she had started back using because of the amount of weight she had lost from the last time I’d seen her.

              “How much?” I dug in my pocket and pulled out a wad of cash. I began peeling back a few hundreds. I was ready to pay her to keep her mouth closed.              “Nah son-in-law, that’s not what I want!” She dropped the pink satin robe she was wearing and my eyes followed it as it hit the floor. My eyes walked up Mrs. Debra’s body, slowly, and I couldn’t believe how beautiful her body was. Despite the weight she had lost, she was still thick in all the right places. Her stomach was flat and her hips were wide. She was definitely Taysia’s mother. She made forty look damn good! For her to be a drug addict, her body was flawless. You would never guess she had all of that hidden under her clothes.
Lord, why do you keep putting me in these fucked up ass situations?
I asked myself. I had enough shit going on in my life right now. I wasn’t trying to add fuel to the fire.

              “MRS. DEBRA, PUT YO ROBE BACK ON MAN! FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?” I stood up from the bed trying my best not to look at her voluptuous body. This shit was tempting but it was wrong on so many levels. I loved Taysia too much to fuck her mother, regardless of how fine she was.

              “I AIN’T PUTTING SHIT BACK ON UNTIL I GET WHAT I WANT! NOW YOU EITHER GIVE IT TO ME, OR I’LL MAKE THAT CALL!” she threatened.

              She pushed me back down on the bed and straddled my lap. My head was between her breasts. I grabbed her by her shoulders and threw her off of me. I threw her so hard that she fell on the floor.

              “Damn Mrs. Debra, my bad! I ain’t mean to push you on the floor, but you know this shit is foul man. I wouldn’t do no shit like this to Taysia. I love her too much! You should too! She’s yo’ fuckin daughter!” I stated.

              “Son-in-law I can see it in your eyes. You know you like what you see.” Instead of getting up from the floor, she laid back and spread her legs open. She separated her pussy lips with her fingers and I swear it was identical to Taysia’s.
Like mama, like daughter.

              “Nah, Mrs. Debra chill! I’m not doing this shit! I already told you man, I love her too much! You on some other shit for real!” I shook my head in disgust at her.

              “Negro please!!! You love her too much that you went out and got a baby on her, right? I got something for yo ass! You just watch! I can’t wait for my daughter to find out that yo’ cheating ass is out here living a double life!” she threatened once again, as she grabbed her robe and stood up from the floor. I hated the fact that Mrs. Debra had this advantage over me. She knew I didn’t want Taysia to found out about my infidelities, that’s why she was doing this to me. I had to hurry up and figure this shit out. I don’t know how much more I can take of Mrs. Debra’s grimy ass. I see now why Taysia don’t fuck with her.

              “Why the fuck you keep blackmailing me, huh? Tell me what you getting out this shit! You know this shit is wrong! I used to give yo’ ass the benefit of the doubt when Taysia used to say that you didn’t give a damn about her, but now I’m starting to believe the shit! You don’t give a damn about her! Look at you…..you’re a poor excuse for a mother!” I honestly spoke.

              “FUCK YOU AND TAYSIA! I SHOULD HAVE GIVEN HER ASS AWAY LIKE I DID HER SISTER!” She caught me off guard when she said that. Taysia was an only child with the exception of her mom adopting Kira.

              “What did you just say?” I asked. I wanted to make sure that I had heard her correctly.             

              “DON’T WORRY ABOUT WHAT THE FUCK I JUST SAID! RUN ME MY SHIT AND GET THE FUCK OUT!” She tied up her robe and held out her hand. I guess she would go ahead and take the money since I wasn’t coming off of this dick. I didn’t have a problem with that. I had done some fucked up shit to Taysia but this shit right here would have been the worse of the worst.

              “Here!” I peeled off a stack and handed it to her. I walked to the door and opened it but I had something else to say to Mrs. Debra before I left. “You know, just like you blackmailing me I can do the same to you after this foul ass shit you just did, right?”

              “So fuckin what? The difference between me and you is, you care and I don’t give a fuck!!!!” She pushed me out of the room and slammed the door shut. I couldn’t believe Mrs. Debra just tried to fuck me. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t intrigued by Mrs. Debra’s body, but I wasn’t that damn dirty.

Chapter 7

MEGA

              Pulling up in Erica’s driveway, I already knew what was to come. She had been blowing up a nigga’s phone all morning. I didn’t answer because it was too early for all that whining bullshit! I wasn’t in the mood for all of that this morning. Our engagement party was last night and I had sent her back to Albany with Trigga and Mike so that I could meet Taysia at my crib; but she had her phone turned off and she never showed up. Soon as I walked through the door, I could hear Erica sniffling and crying her heart out. I kind of felt bad but then again I didn't, because I had been telling her for a while now that she and I could no longer fuck around like that anymore. The love I once had for her just wasn’t there anymore. Not only that, but she had become nagging as hell. There was no way in hell a boss ass nigga like me could put up with that shit for the rest of his life. I was with her out of sympathy because I knew that I was all she had. I would never be happy trying to make sure someone else was.

              Erica was given away at birth. She had never met nor mentioned her biological mother. She bounced from one foster home to another until she finally turned eighteen. Then she was out on her own. I met her amateur night at The Foxy Lady, a gentleman’s club in Albany.

              It was her first night and once she got on stage to perform I could tell. I could sense the fear that was in her heart, as she swayed her hips from side to side to the music. She was beyond gorgeous. Her caramel skin looked softer than Charmin tissue. Her hair was blonde and cut short like the rapper's Eve hair was when she first came out. She had a tattoo of a vine with butterflies on it that started from her foot all the way to the top of her thigh. There was a huge crowd surrounding the stage watching her perform to get hired. One dude in particular was sitting at a table on the far left side of the stage, getting busy as he watched her young, curvaceous body tease the other men. I made a mental note to keep my eye on this perverted muthafucka because he looked too much like that nigga Miron from the Players Club. Erica wasn’t on stage a good 10 minutes. I watched her run to the back trying to cover her naked body with her hands. A few niggas was pulling on her, trying to get her attention but she kept on running towards the back, ass jiggling and all. I knew right then that this wasn't who she is and she was ready to leave. I got up from my table and walked outside, and then I hopped in my car. I sat there smoking a blunt as I waited for her to come out. She was so young and beautiful to me. I just wanted to make sure that she made it home safe. After about fifteen minutes she finally came out. She walked towards the back of the building and I followed her in my car. By the time I made it to the back of the building where she was, the Miron looking dude had snatched her up and was dragging her towards a dark alley. He had a white cloth covering her face so I already knew what time it was. I put my silencer on my gun. I jumped out my car and jogged in their direction. This lame ass nigga didn’t hear nor see me coming.

              "Oh, so you just gone take some shit that doesn’t belong to you?" He stopped dead in his tracks at the sound of my voice. He didn’t even turn around, before he dropped Erica's unconscious body to the ground and took off running. Little did he know I was a sharp shooter. I let that nigga get a few yards away and let off four shots in his back. I ran and caught up with his lifeless body and let off another shot in the back of his head. Looking around, I ran back and picked Erica up off the ground, and carried her to my car. I put her in the backseat of my car and took her to one of my spots on the Northside of Albany. I later found out that she had no home to go to. A few days later I set her up in a nice condo on Westover Blvd.

              She and I have been rocking ever since. The only difference is she fell in love with a nigga and I was just trying to have fun.

              Soon as I walked through the door I was ready to walk back out. I wasn’t feeling the vibe at all. Jodeci’s “Cry for you” was playing softly in the background. I could hear Erica sniffling and crying over the music. I looked towards the kitchen table and there was a cake on the table with a knife standing up in the middle of the cake. I shook my head as I walked closer to get a better view of the cake. It read, “Congratulations to Us”! This was some real
Thin Line between Love and Hate
type of shit, for real. I needed to cut this shit off with her ASAP. I was tired of fucking with her out of sympathy. We were young when we met and it was time to let this shit be.

                   "Erica come here, lemme holla at you for a minute!" I yelled to the back where she was. I wasn’t trying to hurt her but I needed her to understand that our feelings were not mutual. She came in the living room dressed in a sexy ass nurse costume. Her once blonde hair was now jet black. Even though I didn’t want to be with her that didn’t take away from her beauty. She had some pretty ass dimples that were pierced like Blac Chyna.

                   "What Mega?” she sniffled as she stood in front of me.

                   “What you wearing that for?” I asked.

                   “I fell asleep in it last night. It was supposed to be a surprise for you. I thought you was coming back… silly ol’ me.” She shook her head and sat down next to me.

                   “Look Erica, you and I,” I said pointing my finger back and forth to her and me, “Can’t be together like that anymore. I don't know how many times I've told you that. I love you, don’t get me wrong, but a nigga ain’t in love with you ma. I’ma keep it real with you E, I’m in love with someone else.” I don’t know what I said that for. Her pupils turned from black to fire red. I could see Satan himself in her eyes. Erica was a crazy bitch. She had proven that to me on several occasions. I used to like that shit about her back then but her ass had become too damn clingy over the years. Not only that, but she was a needy bitch. She always felt as if she needed me in her life to survive. I wanted a strong, independent woman that could hold her own. Erica was too weak and naive. If I were to tell her to jump, she would say how high. If I wanted her to wash my nuts she would grab a rag and soap and get to washing. That was a turn off. I need a woman, not a fucking servant. I had been taking care of Erica since I saved her that night at the strip club, and it was mainly because I felt sorry for her.

                   “WHY MEGA? WHY? AM I NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU? HUH? WHO IS SHE MEGA?” She began to cry harder.

                   “Don’t worry about all that. You just need to find yourself, ma. Go see what life is like without a nigga.” I stood up to leave and she fell to her knees, wrapping her arms around my legs. She was holding on so tight that as I tried to walk, I was bringing her with me. Now do y’all see why I don’t want her?  

                   “PLEASE MEGA DON’T GO! I LOVE YOU! I NEED YOU!! WHY CAN’T YOU SEE THAT? WE’RE ENGAGED! YOU SAID YES!!! YOU SAID FUCKIN YES!! WHY WOULD YOU PLAY ME LIKE THIS? WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO TELL EVERYONE THAT CAME OUT LAST NIGHT WHEN THEY SEE ME IN THE STREETS, HUH?”

                   “Shit, just tell’ em the truth. It didn’t work out!” I said as I tried to unwrap her arms from around my leg, but she wouldn’t let go. Some of y’all probably saying I’m wrong for doing her like that, but let’s be real. I push weight and kill people for a living. You think I give a fuck about her feelings after I’ve told her a million times that I wasn’t in love with her? That’s her fault. I only had one soft spot at the moment and that was for NaTaysia. I had run through plenty of women in my day and not one have given me that sensation that I got from her.

              "I need you Mega. I can't live without you. Please don't leave me!" she begged. This shit was ridiculous.

                   “You don't fuckin need me!! Stop saying that shit and Just let it go ma! I’m sure it’s a nigga out there for you. I ain’t him though. You can keep the house and the Ferrari. I deposited 250 stacks in your account. Use it wisely.” She let go of my legs and stood up so that she was standing directly in my face.

                   “Mega, if you think for any second that I will lose you to another bitch you got the game fucked up! On my life, I will kill that bitch dead before I let her have you!” Calling NaTaysia a bitch was off limits to anybody, including Erica, but threatening her life was just like suicide. I walked closer to Erica in silence. We were damn near chest to breasts as I backed her up against the wall. She knew she had fucked up. I pulled my gun from my waist and put in to her temple. I knew this would bring her back to her senses.

                   “Let me find out you tryna be stupid and I will kill you myself. I know you smarter than that, right?” She nodded really fast. Her lips were trembling something serious. I kissed her on her forehead and put the gun back in my waist. I grabbed my keys and walked out, leaving Erica still standing with her back against the wall. Soon as the door closed, I heard something hit the door and break. I didn’t even turn around to see what it was. Her crazy ass needed to be alone to get herself together. I hopped in my truck and dialed Taysia’s phone. She still had it turned off. I had sent her a text about 4am this morning, and she still hasn’t responded. I couldn’t sleep knowing that I had hurt her, but she needed to know that I needed to get her attention and understand that I really want to be with her.