Still Sheisty: Part 2 (Triple Crown Publications Presents) (8 page)

,you gon' get dirt."

"Oh, I'm so scared. Just see me with that when you collect from Raina on Sunday a'ight."

"You'll get your 40%. Just go, a'ight, get out my house." Smitty slowly walked out the door past Shana, who was holding it open. She slammed it right behind him. He was kind of surprised at how easy it was to get Shana to agree to his terms.

"YOU MUTHAFUCKA." She storming into the bedroom and grabbed her cellphone. Her heart raced with anger as she dialed Raina's phone.

"What's up, Cream?" Raina answered.

"Yo, what's up with you putting my fucking business out there like that and to a nigga you don't even fucking know?"

"Yo, Cream hold up, pump your brakes for a minute. 'cause I don't know what you talking about," said Raina.

"Oh, you don't know what I'm talking about, huh?"

"Nah and you shouldn't even be coming at me like this, with bullshit?" Raina replied.

"So, you ain't fuck this kid named Smitty?" Shana asked.

"Yeah, I fucked him, but I ain't tell him shit. That's my word this what happened Check it, the nigga got a lap dance from me a couple of nights ago, right, then he starts asking me questions like, do I sell E and who I work for. So, I got a little paranoid and I backs off from the nigga. Then I start asking some of the girls some questions about him, they told me he hustled and shit was gravy with the nigga. So, I'm like cool. Now, I'm more relaxed around the nigga the next time I seen him, which was tonight.

The vibe was good, so I went to the hotel with him; but I swear I ain't mention your name. That's my word on everything I love, my son all that. Did that nigga tell you some bogus shit?"

"Yep, but it's all good." Shana was pissed.

"Yo, that's my word Cream, I wouldn't do no sheisty shit like that to you and if you got that nigga's number, we can straighten this shit out now."

'How you fuck a nigga and don't get his number,'
Shana wondered. "Nah don't even worry about it, I'll check you on Sunday."

"A'ight, see you then." Raina hung up.

Now, Shana was furious and at this point she didn't know what or who to believe. She knew somebody was ratting her out.

Keisha spotted Tucker's BMW parked in the driveway as she
pulled up to the house.
She knew he was probably still pissed off at her, but just seeing his car put a smile on her face. She thought that maybe now she would have a chance to finally get some things off her chest. Keisha quickly unlocked the door, put down her keys and ran upstairs.

"Tucker," she called out, but he was nowhere in sight nor did he answer. She ran back downstairs to the living room and walked towards the kitchen, still no sign of him. Keisha heard his voice coming from the basement "Bingo." She took off towards the basement steps and quietly crept down the dimly lit stair-well. When she reached the bottom step she was greeted by the barrel of Tucker's gun. Keisha screamed and they both jumped.

"Damn Keisha, you scared the shit out of me," Tucker yelled.

"You lucky I ain't one of them scared shooters, or your ass would have been a goner."

"I know, you scared me too." Keisha said catching her breath.

"What are you doing here? I thought you was suppose to be going out of town, liked I asked."

"I know, but I got classes that I'm trying to make up, Epiphany's still in the hospital, and I've been waiting to talk to you, so -"

"So, what Keisha? I told you to go for a reason. You must wanna end up in the hospital with Epiphany, or better yet like Mali. Yo, this ain't shit to be playing with and where my son at?" Tucker voice was getting louder and she could tell her was getting annoyed.

"Well ahhh, I sent him with Loretta so he could see Nana, but it's only for two weeks." Keisha answered nervously.

"Oh, so you gon' be like your mom now, huh? Shipping off your responsibilities for somebody else to take care of-- is that it?"

The happiness Keisha felt when she first got home was now replaced by rage.
'How could he doubt my parenting skills? He
was the one running from his family, trying to ship me off.'
His words cut her like a knife. She burst into tears.

"Tucker, how could you say that to me? I'm not like Loretta, I would never leave my son like that. I am trying my best to be a good mother, considering the kind of mother I had,. but I'm doing it. You come and go as you please, it's me that's left with all the responsibility. I have a baby to take care of and I'm trying to finish school. It's not easy."

"Keish, you right it's not easy and maybe I shouldn't of said that. Matter fact, I know I shouldn't have, but I still wish you would of went with them just to make sure my little man is good.

"I know T, but they all promised to look after him and if I had the slightest bit of doubt that Lil' T would not be properly taken care of, I would have never agreed to it. Loretta has come along way from being the mother I knew growing up. She proved it during her visit. I see the joy in her eyes when she's with our son and I honestly believe that she won't disappoint me this time.

"A'ight Keish, I hope your right." At this point, Keisha no longer wanted to discuss him and her. It didn't seem like she matter to Tucker anymore. He made it very clear to her every time they talked that his only concern was their son. She stared at Tucker. His clear caramel skin was so beautiful, and his silky black hair waves looked like the ocean. She thought back to how fine he was when they first met and as the years passed he only got finer. She loved him deeply, with all her heart and would do anything for a second chance. Unfortunately, the ball was in Tucker's court. Keisha headed back up stairs to the kitchen, loaded the dishwasher and decided to get dinner started. She figured that maybe a home cooked meal might soften Tucker's mood, assuming it might of been awhile since he had one. Usually, if it wasn't Keisha or Mom Dukes cooking, he wouldn't fuck with it. Keisha made fried chicken, rice and steamed broccoli. As soon as the aroma filled the air, Tucker came running.

"Damn Keish, what's that you cooking?" He said as he rum-maged through the pots.

"Help yourself, T. I'm gonna go take a shower and lay down."

"What, you not gon' eat?"

"Nah, I made that for you."

"Thanks, good looking out." Tucker piled his plate with everything and went back to the basement.

After Keisha showered she threw on a large t-shirt and hopped into bed. All type of thoughts ran through her mind.

Mainly the sex tape and how foolish it was for her to do what she did, not to mention doing it a second time. After beating herself up over and over again, she thought about how ironic it was that outside of Epiphany, Shana, and her classmate, Simone, none of the girls at the party had contacted her to see how she was doing. What was even stranger was how Simone called her several times but her other classmate, Lea, didn't. Especially since she felt much closer to Lea. They had three classes together and Lea hadn't even bothered to see why Keisha hadn't been to school in weeks. It all just seemed a bit suspect to Keisha and the more she thought about it, the more her fingers starting to point at Lea, who put the whole shin-dig together. Still, how would she get to the bottom of it all. That question boggled her mind until finally, she fell asleep.

About an hour into Keisha's sleep, Tucker came into the bedroom. He turned on the night light and watched her.
'Damn
Keish why you had to do me like this. I love you so much, you
just don't know how bad you hurt me girl,'
he thought. Keisha was looking real good to him as she laid on her stomach. The covers were down by her feet, where she had kicked them, and from the way her t-shirt rested on her ass, Tucker could tell she wasn't wearing any panties. His dick started to get hard--real hard. He didn't know if he wanted to get back with her, but he knew he wanted her now. He took off his jeans and slowly crawled into bed behind her. Placing his fingers between her legs he began to finger fuck her slowly, just the way she liked it.

Keisha started to moan and move to the rhythm of Tucker's fingers as her juices flowed heavily. She was so horny, it felt like she was going to explode. Turning over she whispered, "Please fuck me T, I want you so bad." Tucker wanted to fuck her just as bad, but first he leaned over and grabbed a condom from the pocket of his jeans. When Keisha realized that he was putting on a condom she got offended, because for one; she was on birth control and two; in the seven years they were together, he never wore one before. So, the fact that he felt the need to wear one now made her wonder, which one of them he felt the need to protect. Her mind started telling her 'no', but her body was still screaming a strong 'yes', that she couldn't ignore. Tucker started out with slow deep strokes as he kissed her neck and breasts. It had been awhile since the two made love to each other that they both forgot how good they felt to one another. Tucker then started to pound her pussy once he located Keisha's spot. He always could tell when he was hitting it by the way her pussy would start to pulsate on the tip of his dick. Keisha knew that once she threw it back and tightened her vagina muscles it would be a wrap for Tucker. As they both began to cum, Keisha felt like she had died and gone to paradise. She saw the sun, the moon, the mountains and the rivers, it was heaven just like the Az Yet once sang. But, before she knew it the lovemaking was over and Tucker had rolled over, turning his back towards her and drifted off to sleep. Keisha smiled as she snuggled up close, burying her head into his back. She was happy just to have him next to her again and hoped that maybe, just maybe, tonight was the start of a clean slate and he was ready to forgive her, come home and put all this mess behind them. She closed her eyes and doze back off to sleep with high hopes.

C-God was in Virginia staying with his Puerto Rican Mami,
Marisa.
He met her about four years ago, she was one of his out-of-town pieces. Marisa was a bit of a big girl, but had a real pretty face and had three bad ass kids. She also had a large appetite for the nose candy (cocaine) and was a real freak-a-leak (as Petey Pueblo would say) once she got her hands on some. Crazy niggas ran up in her but couldn't front on her 'cause she had some good ass pussy, sucked a mean dick, took it in the ass and made the hell out of some Arroz con Pollo (chicken and rice).

Shit, what more could a nigga ask for. C-god always did like Spanish chicks. He felt they were pleasers and knew how to take care of a man. It didn't matter whether you was rich or poor, if they loved you, they were loyal and he admired that.

C-god didn't quite hit rock bottom until he found out about his parents. That was the shit that took him over the edge. At this point the large amounts of cocaine he was sniffing no longer numbed him so he started free-basing it. He went from pulling in 50g's a week to losing his right-hand man, having the Feds on his ass, and now his parents were dead. All that sent him into a rage of fury. He couldn't even pay his last respects at their funeral because the undercovers had it surrounded in hopes of his arrival. That hurt the most. C-God broke down and cried like a bitch because he could no longer endure the pain he was feeling. He called Tanya, his newest baby momma, and asked her if she would pay her respects for him. Tanya agreed, even though she had never met his parents. She figured that with C-God being the youngest of four, he had to have shared a close relationship with his parents. She sympathized with him deeply.

Tanya knew that some shit went down, but she didn't know any details and she also knew not pry. Before saying goodbye, C-god promised to try and meet up with her soon to explain everything, but not once did he mention their son.

The news about Malikai really devastated Epiphany.
As far as her memory was concern, she thought they had never stopped seeing each other. She recalled the weird dream she had when she was in the hospital. Over and over, she questioned it's meaning.
'Was Mali saying goodbye.'

On top of that, Epiphany had to get use to living with her parents again--something she hadn't done since she was 18, which was almost five years ago. It hadn't even been a full week yet and already they were driving her up the walls with the questions:
"Epee are you okay?", "Do you have your pump?",

"Where are you going?"

"If you guys would have paid this much attention to me growing up I could've avoided a lot of trouble." She'd constant-ly say. Her dad wasn't that bad, but Epiphany could barely pee in peace without her mom breathing down her back. The only time she did manage to get some peace was when Tiara left for church, that is, after she failed to convince Epiphany to tag along. Epiphany could not believe how involved her mom really was with the church thing. She was still giving Jay the cold shoulder for his determination to find C-God Jay was beginning to think she had another man because he always thought church was only on Sundays, whereas his wife was faithfully attending every Sunday, Wednesdays and Friday evening service. It got to the point where he would smell her panties once she took them off, just to make sure they didn't have a sex or latex scent.

"Alone at last," Epiphany sighed relief. It was one of those evenings when Tiara had church and Jay happened to be out in the streets. Epiphany hadn't fully recovered yet, but she needed to go back to her place, she had to, in search of some answers.

She grabbed her cellphone and car keys and out the door she went. Once she reached her apartment, she instantly spotted a 'for rent' sign in the window. She got out the car and attempted to use her key, but the didn't work. She walked around to the side of the two family house and peaked through the her bedroom window, it was empty from what she could see. "Where the fuck is my shit." She screamed as she walked back to her car.

Epiphany grabbed her cellphone and dial the number on the 'for rent' sign.

"Hello?" a man's voice answered.

"Yes, is this Mr. Raymond?" She was obviously aggravated.

"Ahhh, yeah. Who am I speaking with?" Mr. Raymond responded back.