“Just bend over for me, Ree. I promise I’ll make it quick.” I bit into my bottom lip watching the water and suds cascade down her frame, to her feet and down the drain. I didn’t want to fuck at this point, I needed to. I needed to feel her insides in order to be successful with the rest of my day.
Without another word she did as I asked. Maybe she knew my need, shit probably felt that shit too. Either way the sight of her pretty ass tooted just for me brought a smile to my face and a throb to my dick. Promised I’d make it quick, but first I had to quinch my thirst and taste it. Finally on my knees, I caressed her soft ass folds with my index and middle finger with pure anticipation. Nothing about this shower was about to be quick because I was determined to take my time at this point.
Two and a half hours later Ree had rushed out to get to her appointment that she was late to while I took my time getting dressed to start my day. What initially started in the shower ended in my closet, then almost started up again but she locked me out of the bathroom during her second shower. Then when she got dressed and had the fucking nerve to put on a summer dress. The way that motherfucker fit her had me wondering if I should say fuck my day and go sit up with her fine ass.
I finished getting dressed and went to clean the kitchen. I had assured baby girl I’d handle it before I left out because I didn’t want her doing it. It didn’t take me long before shit was cool and the dish washer was loaded. My first stop was obvious, I had to pull up on Suzy and hope this ho didn’t get stupid or numb at the tongue because I didn’t have the patience for the extra.
I knocked on her door a few times, before she opened it dressed in nothing but a skimpy ass lace set. My dick was hard as fuck at first glance, but I knew better. Wasn’t risking shit I had at home for this broad.
“I knew you’d be home, papi.” She smiled nipping at her long ass green fingernail. “You know, come to your senses. She’s too boring for you. Too much of a basic bi?—”
“Yo, watch yo’ words.”
The smile left her face, and she was shitty within seconds. “If you’re still with her what do you want, baby?”
“What time Georgie hang out at the club?” I was straight out with what I wanted, not the type to sell a dream. Motherfuckers had the tendency to land hard when they realized dreams didn’t always come true.
“C’mon, shorty. You know how this shit works. Don’t switch it up just ‘cause I ain’t fucking you. Matter of fact I’ll even throw you a few bills for the help.” I went into my pocket to pull out the knot. I peeled five hundreds off, before looking back up at her.
She rolled her eyes probably thinking about the latter before she nodded her head.
“Fine. No dick, but I get the next best thing. He’s there days like today at like eleven, then on Mondays after ten. He’s a last caller and his normal girl is this chick named Shonda.”
I nodded, extending the money. “He’ll be there tomorrow?”
“For sure. He just doesn’t do weekends.” She accepted the money, then stepped to the side. “You sure you don’t wanna come in, papi? She doesn’t have to kno?—”
I walked off before she could finished that lie. Not that I was considering it, because I wasn’t. I knew what I had at home. Niggas got caught by that line all the time expecting this to be a Trey Songz commercial. Hell nah, hos was messy, and they plotted. I’ll be damned if I gave anybody something to walk up on Ree’s lil’ violent ass with. Just my luck I’ll be bailing her ass out again.
AMIA
I stared at Detective Givens in complete confusion. He wanted me to go to the bar and talk to my brother. They wanted me to act like I had been kidnapped by Georgie, like he had hurt me. Did they not know that we weren’t even on talking terms? That he was surely not going to come running at any point if I ever cried wolf. That day he visited me in the hospital he was done.It wasn’t possible because after everything I said to him that day at the hospital he nor my sister had reached out to me. Usually Asha would come around and try to talk sense but after that day I didn’t hear from her. She washed her hands and meant that shit. I can't say that I blamed her. I had made my bed, but that didn’t mean they could just abandon me. It’s funny though, because after our mother ran off on us Zero said he’s always be there. He said he would never turn his back on his sisters because we were all we had. What happened to that shit now? It didn’t mean a damn thing back then and nothing now. That even went for my auntie, all I had to do was sleep with one of her boyfriends and she put me out, blocked my number and never fucked like that again. Sure I got an invite to the wedding, but nine times out of ten that was Asha. My auntie didn’t mess with me like that because she said I had too much of my mother in me. She said my mother hurt so many people in her twenties, and I’d do the same because I felt like the world owed me something.
She was right it did. I didn’t ask to be born, to be abandoned and live in the shadow of my perfect ass sister. I’ve never been perfect, and made sure to use what I had to get what I needed. That wasn’t good enough for my family, shit none of them. Now I saw how my mother felt, and why she left.
The thing is, I don't think any of these people that had me and told me they had my back really had my back. They all had their own selfish intentions. Cecilia said that she was doing this to become the front of her family. She was so coked out, so I don't think she knew why she was doing this. Right now I was here with Rikov and Givens. Their plan was different from hers and they want it different from her. She was too binged out on coke to know that. Since that day we had the conversation in the car, she had gone on not one but three different coke binges where I didn't see her for days at a time. Just like they had theirown vested interests, I had to have my own. I had to devise my own plan to make sure I came out on top.
Then when she came back she was talking crazy and plotting things that we knew would never happen. The bitch was so high that she was probably seeing unicorns and plotting to kill them too. I think that's why they were taking advantage of the fact that she couldn’t call shots in her state. In her high rantings, she said some things that were very clear to me.
One reason Zero had to die was because he did not want her, but she wanted to be with him. Two, the reason her family would not put her in charge is because she was a drug addict and there was no chance of her getting off of it. As a matter of fact, she didn't only do coke, she did a lot of other things too and that is why her family did not trust her. That is why her brother did not trust her judgment, and neither did her father before he died. Considering the fact that she said she killed him he was right.
“Do you hear what I'm telling you, girl?” Rikov was too close for comfort when I blinked back into the conversation.
I backed up before I could respond. “No, I don't because I told you, my brother and I are not on speaking terms. Do you really think me showing up at the bar and acting like everything I said to him was a fluke is a good idea?”
“She has a point,” Rikov agreed, then took a seat across from me.
“Then what else do you expect us to do? We don't want him to wise up and then we also don't want Cecilia to do something else fucking stupid to put our plans in jeopardy. She's been so high that she's talking nonsense.” Givens shook his head and began to pace the floor.
“We got a come at this with a better angle, because he is not stupid.”
“Then what?” I looked between the both of them.
“We kill him. We blow up his home while he is in it. That is the easiest way to finish this. We disregard the jail plan and we put him in a body bag.”
When he said that a thump filled my chest. I didn't hate my brother enough to blow up his home while he was in it. The same home he had taken me into numerous times when I did dumb shit. I don't hate him that much. But was I in too deep to turn around and decide to save him? Had allowed too much selfish hate to consume me so much that I’d actually let him die?
“You know where he lives? Don't you?” Givens asked.