my eyes. “What is she doing over here? Again?”
“Oh,” Sonya said as if
she just realized something. “She’s going to be staying with me for a little
while. Her and her cousin wasn’t gettin’ along.”
“Is that right?”
“Is that okay wit’
you?” Nicole smirked.
“That’s on Sonya, man,”
I said.
I left it alone and
started watching TV with them. I’m glad my phone was on vibrate because Tamika
was blowing it up. While Sonya was tipsy, laughing at a Katt Williams stand-up,
I crept to the kitchen to call Tamika back. I told her I’d call her tomorrow.
She sounded upset, but it was what it was. I went back to the living room.
“What you cook?” I
asked Sonya.
“You betta get a slice
of pizza out the oven,” she said.
When I went back to the
kitchen I heard Sonya run upstairs. As I expected, Nicole came in the kitchen.
She bit her bottom lip and batted her eyes.
This bitch, I thought.
“You been thinking
‘bout me?” Her voice was husky.
“Gone somewhere,” I
said.
“You wasn’t saying that
when I was sucking yo dick right in this kitchen the other night.”
Sonya was coming back
downstairs. Nicole was already back in the living room, and Sonya handed her
some Kush and some backwoods to roll up.
I went upstairs to get
in the shower, and while I let stream of water soak my skin I thought about
that night I came downstairs and saw Nicole playing with that pussy. My desires
got the best of me. I let that bitch suck me dry. “It’s between us, baby,” she had said while sucking me up.
Stepping out the
shower, I walked in the bedroom—where Sonya was naked in the bed waiting on me.
“Come here, daddy,” she
said, motioning me in her direction with her index finger. I dropped my towel,
went over to her and shoved my dick in her.
“Yes! … Fuck me! Fuck
me!” She wrapped her legs around my waist as I went deeper.
After fucking her
missionary style for a little bit, I turned her over doggy-style. I eased back
in, gripping both of her ass cheeks.
“Damn, baby,” she
cried. “ Oooouuu , this is yo pussy, daddy.”
She came on my dick.
“You like that, bitch?”
“ Mmm-hmmm .”
I continued my attack
on her wetness, smacking her ass, talking dirty to her. Then— BOOM!
Nicole busted in the
room. “Spade! Ace got shot, he’s in the hospital!”
My mind started racing.
I pulled out of Sonya, my rod instantly going soft. Anger filled my whole
being. Not Ace. I got dressed and grabbed my heat. We jumped in Nicole’s
new booty Mustang and smashed to the hospital.
On the way there,
Nicole told me Duece called her and told her some niggas caught Ace leaving one
of his females’ house. Ace got hit in his chest, shoulder and leg. Nicole and
Sonya were crying the whole ride. I was just gripping my steel, looking out the
car window, hoping Ace would pull through.
***
When we walked in Truman Medical,
Duece—along with a small crowd of family and friends—were in the emergency
entrance lobby. They were crying like my lil’ nigga was dead. I spotted Ace’s
auntie that he lived with and went over to her. Sonya and Nicole joined the
small crowd.
“Is he alright?” I
hugged his auntie.
“They say he’s stable.”
She squeezed me. “Take care of this, Spade.”
She didn’t have to tell
me that; I was going to handle it. She told me all of the shots were exit
wounds except the one in his thigh. It would have to be surgically removed. I wanted
to see him but she said I’d have to wait until morning.
I went over to Duece.
“Step outside wit’ me.” We went out and walked up the sidewalk. I could tell he
was pissed off, just like I was. “What the fuck happened?”
“Man, I got a call from
this bitch.” He wiped his eyes. “Said lil’ cuzz got hit up.”
“What bitch? Where the
fuck was he at!”
“His lil’ bitch
Ashley’s, bro. The one in the lobby wit’ the tattoo on her face. She stay in
Hidden Valley.”
“Did she see who