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  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.

  CHAPTER 8

  NATAYSIA

  Two weeks had gone by since I had seen or heard from Mega. He had been sending messages through Rock to Kira and by MeMe, but I meant it when I said I wasn’t fucking with his ass any more. I had been dodging him so much that I haven’t even been by to see Mrs. Mildred, because I didn’t want to run into him. Not only was I dodging Mega, but Meme’s baby shower was this weekend and Kira was helping me decorate and plan. I had been calling and checking in on Mrs. Mildred every day and she had been talking shit about me not coming to see her. So today I was going to make it my business to stop by.

  Soon as I pulled up in her driveway, I wanted to put my car in reverse. Mega, Rock, and a few other niggas were in front of Mrs. Mildred’s house playing cards on the hood of Mega's car. I knew they were smoking because the smell of Kush went up through my nostrils as soon as I stepped foot out the car. I was trying my best not to make eye contact with Mega but seeing him with his shirt off brought back memories; some good ass memories too. I felt my pussy throb as I made my way to Mrs. Mildred’s door. I could feel all eyes watching my ass when I walked, so I put an extra pep in my step. I had to let that nigga see what he been missing.

  “The fuck you looking at nigga?” I heard Mega say to one of the guys. I paid it no mind and knocked on the door. Mrs. Mildred came to the door smiling.

  “Chiiiiile! I ain’t seen yo’ ass since you started hunchi
ng my grandson. Come on in,” she laughed as she held the door open for me with her cane. I was so damn ashamed when she said that. Mrs. Mildred had put my ass on the spot. I’m sure every nigga that was outside, including Mega, had heard what she just said because I heard them laughing.

  “Hey Mrs. Mildred, how you been?” I gave her a hug and kissed her on her cheek.

  “I’m alive, chile! That’s good enough for me,” she said and sat down in her rocking chair. I sat down next to her on the couch. Mrs. Mildred was watching reruns of “Dancing with the Stars”.

  “So I see you ain’t listen to me, huh?” she said as she looked at me over her glasses. I already knew what she was talking about. “No need to look embarrassed. The damage is done now. I know my grandson like a book. He’s in love with you, Taysia. One thing about Mega, whenever he wants something he does whatever it takes to get it. Ni, I don’t care about you being with my grandson but you can’t be with two people at one time Taysia, you just can’t. All hell is gonna break loose when shit hits the fan. You watch what I tell ya now. All I can tell you is follow yo heart suga!” She rocked back and forth in her rocking chair.

  ”Yes, ma’am,” was all I could say. I stayed there and kicked it with Mrs. Mildred for about two hours. Mega never once came in the house, and I was glad because I was so weak for that man, I knew that I would fall victim to anything he said to me. I could hear him and his boys talking and laughing outside. I hadn’t even noticed that Mrs. Mildred had fallen asleep in her rocking chair. It was still early in the day and it was time for me to head to see my next patient, but first I needed to use the bathroom.

  I was wiping my pussy from front to back when Mega opened the door to the bathroom. He closed it and locked it behind him.

  “Mega, please get out,” I said as I pulled my panties and pants up and flushed the toilet. I went over to the sink to wash my hands.