ADDICTED TO HIM II (12 page)

Now, I’ve been with a lot of people and I’ve had a lot of sex and never knew I could do that! It took a lot out of me too. I felt my body go limp in his arms. He swung my legs across to my seat roughly as he let his seat all the way back before he rolled a condom on his dick. I stared at it until he snapped his fingers and pointed down at it. Using what little strength I had left, I climbed on top of him and slid slowly down his pole. It fit perfectly! I rocked my hips slowly at first then faster. Front. Back. Up. Down. Faster. Faster. Front. Back. Up. Down. Faster. Faster. I could feel another orgasm approaching as I started doing the monkey on that dick! I was going crazy from the intense amount of pleasure I felt. Fuck being drunk in love because I was drunk on dick!

As soon as I came, I fell forward on his chest, exhausted. The thing was, he was still hard inside of me, which made me think he was on something. He started pummeling the pussy from beneath me and sent my body into a frenzy as I yelled his name over and over, cumming on him once again. He pounded furiously until he came as well. We sat there spent until he caught his breath. He tapped my leg twice, signaling for me to get back in my seat. It was then I realized he hadn’t said a word to me the entire time.

Pulling back into traffic, he began weaving between cars again until we pulled up to a shopping center. He parked the Audi and hopped out, leaving me in the car with a sticky ass and wearing only a hospital gown. He was inside about thirty minutes before he came out with three shopping bags and sat them inside the car before going into another store. When he came back out, he tossed the bag in my lap before he pulled off. I opened the bag and inside was an IPhone 6 plus. “This mine?” I asked because I didn’t want to open it if it wasn’t.

“You’re the only one in this car without a phone, ain’t it?” he said, getting smart with me. The only reason I didn’t snap on him was because I was still gone off his dick. Not to mention, I can’t believe he can afford all of this working in the hospital cafeteria.

“Enter your address,” Joe said and pulled up his car’s navigation system. After I entered it, he pulled off without saying another word. It felt good to finally be home and I halfway expected Tamia to come running out the door crying and happy to see me. I could see a note on the door but I wasn’t gone long enough for us to be getting evicted. I’m really not sure how long I was gone because I wasn’t keeping track. It was kind of hard to count days when you had a crazy bitch spraying you with a water hose several times a day.

I hopped out the car and walked cautiously to the front door before I snatched the letter off the door. I turned the doorknob but it was locked and of course, I didn’t have my key. Frustrated, I flopped down on the steps, but quickly hopped back up because I had just sat my bare ass on the ground. “What’s wrong?” Joe asked as he walked up to me.

“I can’t get in the house,” I said without looking up.

“C’mon, you can come to my crib until you talk to your roommate,” he offered and extended his hand. Once I latched onto it, he pulled me up from the ground and we headed back to his car.

Armani: Hey Mia this Mani. I’m free and I can’t get in da house. Dis my new number hmu when u get dis

I quickly shot Tamia a text I knew would fuck her day up mainly because she probably thought I was somewhere dead. I bet that’s what she wanted. “What’s that?” Joe asked and nodded his head towards the paper in my hand. My eyes grew big and my breath got caught in my throat as I read the note:

Glad you’re ok. I’ll be back.

Tamia

I slept through most of the day and when I woke up, it was getting dark again. I guess it’s true when people say you don’t know how tired you are until you sit down. I climbed out of bed and headed to the bathroom to brush my teeth when I realized I wasn’t home. I totally forgot I crashed at Candy’s house. “Candy! Caaaandy! Candy!” I yelled as I walked through her house, only to find out she was gone to work. She left me a letter on the counter and told me to make myself at home because she’s in my car. It’s a good thing I called in or I’d be stuck with no way to get anywhere. I went to the bathroom knowing Candy had extra toothbrushes. She just seemed like the overly prepared type. After brushing my teeth, I went to the kitchen because I was starving. I hated sleeping late because I always wake up super hungry. I scrambled two eggs, fried a piece of bacon, and made me a sandwich.

After scarfing it down, I cleaned the kitchen and sat down in the living room. I noticed my phone was on the table but after checking it, I realized nobody had called or texted me. Anger quickly set in as I began to imagine Rashard being with Chardae all night and day. I can’t believe he hadn’t even thought to hit me up after what happened at the club. Normally, we would have talked twice already, at minimum, but he was busy today. I guess that’s what I get for focusing all my attention on a man. I should have just kept my focus solely on me and finding Armani. I began to feel bad because this last week I hadn’t even called the police station to see if they were any closer to finding out what happened to her. Before this last week, I had been calling daily and being met with no leads every time I called. I was still really mad at her act of betrayal with Amere but I didn’t want her to die. Hell, at least not before I had the chance to kill her.

*Knock, Knock*

The knocking at Candy’s door interrupted my thoughts as I wondered whether or not I should answer it. It’s not like she’s here anyway, so they would have missed her. Against my better judgement, I walked up to the door and swung it open. He stormed in and knocked me over the couch. I tumbled before sliding my body under the coffee table. I rolled from under it quickly and jumped to my feet as I ran around the side of the other couch. I stopped moving as I stood face to face with Steve with only the couch separating us.

A wicked smile spread slowly across his face as anger resonated in the pit of my stomach. “I told you I’d you see soon. Now, I just got to get you and get Armani again,” he said before smiling.

“You really shouldn’t smile, like ever. With those teeth, you should just get them all pulled out and get dentures,” I taunted as I watched his movements closely. I refused to let him take me and if by chance, I can’t stop him, then I refuse to go down without a fight. His smile vanished instantly as he ran around the couch. I met him halfway pushing the coffee table with all my might into his legs, which caused him to fall on top it.

As I turned around to run, he grabbed my leg and caused me to fall. I looked back at him as he rolled off the coffee table. He got on his hands and knees and crawled to me but was met with a kick to his face. He shook it off and punched me in my stomach. I instantly threw up the meal I’d just eaten all over him and the floor. I slid backwards out of his reach before doing a backflip. I jumped up and flipped him the bird before I took off running out the door and up the street. I didn’t have the time or the strength to fight him off and I just couldn’t risk being taken. I didn’t miss the comment he made about grabbing Armani again. It could only mean she’d escaped. I began to smile on the inside as I thought about my fist finally colliding with her face after all this time. I continued to run with thoughts of kicking Armani’s ass.

Once I passed the fourth house, I ran into their yard and hid behind three bushes. The type of neighborhood Candy lived in, I was sure they would call the police and I welcomed that. I could hear the truck Steve was using come down the street slowly. I held my breath as he passed the house. I silently cursed myself for not hopping in his truck and driving away when I had the chance. “Hey, what you doing gal?” an old lady yelled from her door. I turned around and signaled for her to be quiet before turning back to the street. Steve had stopped the truck.

“Don’t you tell me to be quiet! Get outta my yard!” she continued screaming. When I heard the door close, I knew Steve had gotten out of his truck.

With no other choice, I took off running towards the lady and pulled her inside the house behind me. “I’m calling the police!” she yelled at me.

“Ok, hurry up!” I snapped and looked out the window. I could see Steve walking up the steps to the house as I crouched down.

“There’s an intruder in my house,” the lady said into the phone. I could hear her giving them her address as the door was kicked in. The lady began to scream while clutching the phone tightly. I stayed crouched down by the window.

“Where is she?!” Steve asked through clenched teeth.

“Get outta my house!” the lady yelled, which surprised me. I just knew she was going to tell him. He couldn’t see me because of the sofa that was positioned by the window.

I peeked over the sofa as he made his way slowly towards her. I crept slowly towards him. I could have easily run out the door but I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if I didn’t help her. He lunged at her but not before I dived at him and tackled him to the floor. He elbowed me hard on the side of my face and sent me flying off of him. I looked up to find the old lady whacking him across the head with her house phone. He jumped up and pushed her hard. She fell over a bar stool and yelled out in pain as soon as she hit the floor. I tried sitting up but I was dizzy.

He grabbed my right leg and drug me out the house. My head hit every step on the way down. As the truck came into view, realization of what was about to happen to me set in. I began to kick and scream as I tried my best to wiggle out of his grasp. “HELP!” I yelled over and over. I continued to kick but he continued to pull. Once we got in the street, I could see police cars flying in our direction.

“I’ll be back,” he said before he hopped in his truck and pulled off.

“Thank you Jesus!” I screamed loud.

I stood to my feet and limped across the lawn back into the house. When I approached the old lady, she was groaning in pain. “My name is Tamia. I’m a nursing student. Don’t be afraid I graduate in less than a month,” I said and grabbed a knife. “I’m going to cut open your gown, so I can take a look, ok,” I said as she nodded her head. I began to cut her gown open.

“Freeze!” the first cop yelled and ran in the house. I held both of my hands up and surrendered. Three more cops stormed inside.

“Noooo!” the old lady yelled as I felt two bullets pierce my body.

Candice

I’m Candy, and Rashard and I grew up together like family. I remember back when Rashard was just a look out for the drug dealers on the block so yea, I been around. He and I had been through so much in our young lives together. Rashard is the one who gave me my nickname after I caught my first body. I remembered it like it was yesterday.

“Fat girl!” Nikki yelled as her friends all pointed and laugh. “What size do you wear? Etc?” she said as they continued to laugh. They had been picking on me about my size all of my life. At 13, I had already filled out with big breasts and an even bigger ass! It didn’t help that Rashard was my best friend and all the girls wanted him. In their simple minds, I’m the reason he didn’t have a girlfriend, not knowing that Rashard is the brother I never had. We have never even kissed.

Walking through the crowd of laughing girls, my blood began to boil as they pinched my thighs and arms. Without thinking, I started swinging on everybody. I punched four of them before anyone hit me. I turned around still swinging as I made my way towards Nikki. The amount of fear could be smelled the closer I got to her. She let fear take over as she took off running. Needless to say, I got suspended for three days and even though they started it, nothing happened to them.

Rashard skipped the rest of the day at school to walk me home. “Hey, I have an idea.” I said, looking at Rashard with a big smile plastered on my face.

“What?” he asked with one eyebrow raise.

“I want you to go back to school and find Nikki. Tell her you want to meet her at the park in the back after school,” I said as I watched a slow smile spread across his face. He didn’t even respond as he turned around and headed back to school.

When I made it home, my mom was so high out of her mind that she didn’t notice I came home early or that I changed clothes and left. I stopped by the gas station before heading to the park. I was in the back for two hours before Rashard came. “She’s coming in a minute,” he said as he sat on top of the picnic table. There was an oak tree behind the picnic table and a large ant bed

off to the side of it. I sat behind the tree, so Nikki wouldn’t see me and run away.

A few minutes later, I heard her giggling. I peeked around the tree as she smiled girlishly at Rashard. They began to talk with their backs to me as I crept around the table, catching her off guard. “You like picking on me huh?” I asked, standing in her face. She tried to get up and run but I pushed her down. I sat on her chest, pummeling her face until I realized she wasn’t fighting back. I stood up, grabbed her ponytail, and pulled her to the tree. Grabbing my backpack, I pulled out the jar of honey I bought at the gas station. Nikki’s eyes grew big as she stared on with the most horrific expression on her face I had ever seen.

I punched her as hard as I could then opened my jar of honey and dumped it on her. It took me forever because it was sliding out in slow motion. I had to dig my hand in the jar to scoop it out and spread it all over her. She started breathing real fast as I sat on my knees in front of her. “Taste like Candy,” I said, licking the honey off my fingers. I reached in my bag for a baby wipe, so I could get the rest of the honey off my hand. She continued to breathe heavy as I began scooping the ant bed up and dumping the dirt on her quickly. I didn’t stop until I began getting bit as well. I poured water on my arms to get the dirt and ants off me as I sat next to Rashard on the picnic table.

“Damn Candy, you heartless,” he said as he watched Nikki scream out in pain. We got up and walked away heading back to my house. We didn’t find out until the next morning that Nikki died because she was allergic to honey. I didn’t care though because that was one less bully on the face of this earth.  

“So, check this out. It’s one guy over Twan and Dre right and supposedly this nigga is like a ghost or some shit, so we gone have to do some shit to bring Casper out to play,” some guy said, which snapped me out of my thoughts of the past.

“What you got in mind?” the guy sitting at the table with him asked. I glanced back several times but couldn’t get a good look at them. When I heard the first guy say Twan and Dre’s names, I was on alert so imagine my amount of alertness when they spoke about Casper. Being that Rashard tells me almost everything, I know he’s the one in charge. Nobody knows but me and I need to make sure I warn him. I just needed one of them to call the other by name, so I knew it. Unfortunately, neither one of them uttered the other’s name.

“Can I help you?” the first guy asked. If they were paying any attention, then they know I was listening to their whole conversation. These two dummies weren’t though and once I realized they didn’t notice me, I threw on the thirst just to throw them off.

“Well, now that I have your attention, would you like a dance?” I asked seductively. I pouted a little once he waved his hand like I was nothing. I walked off, putting extra bounce in my step as I made my way to Rafael’s office.

Before I could walk all the way in, Twan grabbed my arm roughly and pushed me inside. “We need to talk!” he snapped before he sat in the chair with his back against the door.

“Yea, you’re right, guess what?” I said, ready to spill the tea so we could handle these niggas and end the threat before it became a real one.

“Fuck all that, you running around with that nigga Deuce now?!” he asked clearly pissed off.

“The fuck Twan?! I’m trying to tell you some import-”

“What about us?” Twan asked, pissed off. “That nigga ain’t shit, forreal! He works for me!” Twan exclaimed and stood up.

“You gone be working for the casket if you don’t listen to me! Two niggas out there right now plotting on ya’ll and you in here bitching!” I snapped.

“What?” Twan asked and turned around.

“Who?” he asked, which caused me to look and I saw they were gone!

“Fuck! Hold on,” I said as I pressed the code so the arsenal of weapons Rashard installed would raise from the floor. “Two niggas been following you and Dre, now they about to start robbing every trap house they see,” I said as I handed him a handheld machine gun with an extended clip.

“Send the troops asap! Like before ya’ll get hit! I’ll explain later,” I said as soon as Rashard answered his phone.

“Yo, who was that?” Twan asked.

“Man, shut up, let’s go,” I said and led the way outside.               As soon as I made it out the door, I saw one of the guys heading to a truck. I did a quick sweep of the parking lot with my eyes but didn’t see the other guy. “That’s one of them right there,” I said as I pointe at the guy.

“AYE!” Twan yelled in my damn ear. I looked at him sideways wanting to slap him but it’s not the time or the place. I watched the dummy roll his window down. “You like following me huh? You tryna rob me nigga?” Twan yelled in my ear again, which caused me to step away from him. Before giving the guy a chance to respond, he started shooting.

This nigga was shooting like fuck innocent people that could be fucking in their cars or something. The guy peeled off like a bat out of hell. A few minutes later, four vans pulled up and I silently thanked Rashard for coming through without asking questions. Hell, I didn’t even tell him where I was.

“Aye, it’s an all-black Cadillac Escalade truck. More than likely speeding. Find it and we will block it in,” I said to the drivers of the van as Twan and I took over one of them. We drove around aimlessly for about ten minutes before I noticed the truck stopped at a red light. I think everyone noticed it because they began to surround it. “Pull in front of it,” I said to Twan while pointing.

“Man, I know what the fuck to do. I ain’t Deuce,” he snapped and pulled in front of the truck with an attitude.

I rolled the window down smiling seductively at the driver. It was hard because he was actually pretty good looking. I winked at him before waving goodbye, signaling the people in the other vans to open fire. It wasn’t until he rotated his body that I saw the little girl sitting in the back seat. “Noooo!” I screamed but my voice was drowned out by the eruptions of all of the guns around me.

“Take me back to the club,” I said with tears streaming down my face.

“The fuck you crying for? You fucking him too?!” Twan asked and pissed me off. Without responding, I punched him hard twice in the face.

“I should have never given you the pussy! Bitch ass nigga couldn’t handle it,” I said and shook my head. “Take me back to the club,” I said and looked straight ahead. The tears continued to stream down my face as I thought about the child whose blood was on my hands. I may not have pulled the trigger but I was the reason the trigger was pulled to begin with.

When we made it to the club, I hopped in Tamia’s car and headed home. When I saw the police cars and ambulances on my road, my heart stopped thinking it was at my house. When I got closer, I breathed a breath of relief as I realized they were at Ms. Ruby’s house. I pulled in my yard and my heart dropped again because my front door was wide open. I grabbed my .45 from under the seat and made my way cautiously through the front door. My coffee table was broken and it was vomit on my floor.

I don’t know why but I took off running to Ms. Ruby’s house. When I got there, one of the ambulances were driving away and I could see Ms. Ruby being loaded into the back of the other. I walked in her direction but was halted by an officer. “That’s my neighbor, what happened to her?” I asked as calm as I could be, given the circumstances.

“Some lady broke in her house and tried to stab her. We took her down just in time,” he boasted.

“What hospital are they taking Ms. Ruby to?” I asked with tears streaming down my face again.

“Detroit Medical,” he said and I took off running.

Grabbing my phone, I called Rashard back. “You good?” he asked as he answered the phone.

“No, Tamia is on her way to Detroit Medical Center right now. Meet me there,” I said before I disconnected the call. I needed to get to Tamia, so I could protect her. For some reason, I don’t believe anything the officer said.

             
Rashard

I drove to my safe house and quickly grabbed the money to drop off for my runners. I sat patiently and waited at each drop and like always, it was a success. I decided to go home and get some much needed studying done because it was time for finals. I managed to get all of my finals scheduled earlier, so I’d be finished with class sooner and I’d just have to wait for my graduation. As soon as I got home, I wanted to call Tamia but every time I got ready to, I’d think about Chardae. Now, under no circumstances do I want to be with Chardae, but if she’s having my baby, then I don’t really know what to do.

I’d fallen in love with everything about Tamia but we weren’t in a relationship. Now Chardae’s pregnant and I don’t plan on telling Tamia because I don’t want her to leave me alone. I checked my phone and realized she hadn’t hit me up either, which is cool because I could just call somebody else.

Grabbing my phone, I made a call. “Hello,” she answered, sounding as sexy as she looked the night I met her at Carte Blanche.

“How you doing?” I asked.

“I’m well and yourself?” she asked.

“I’d be better if I was in your presence,” I said to her.

“Let’s go have dinner,” she suggested.

“Alright, I’ll come scoop ya. Text me your address,” I said before disconnecting the call. When I heard my phone chime, I knew she sent me her address.

I hopped in the shower then headed to pick up Natashia. I was turning on her street when my phone started ringing. “Yea?” I said.

“Send the troops asap! Like before ya’ll get hit! I’ll explain later,” Candy said before she hung up. Her retarded ass hadn’t even told me where to send the troops. I pulled up the find my phone app and discovered she was at work. Picking up my phone, I called Tre so he could rally everyone up and head over to the club. I know Tre and Deuce are close like Twan and Dre, so I know Deuce would come running at the drop of Candy’s name. I told Tre exactly what Candy told me and their location before disconnecting the call.

I pulled up to the house Natashia lived in and hit the horn twice. About five minutes later, she came strutting her ass towards my car. “Hey babe,” she said before leaning over to give me a hug.

“What’s good?” I asked.

“Hopefully, this food because I’m starving,” she said, which made me laugh.

We pulled off and headed to a nice restaurant by Candy’s house. It was not in walking distance from her house but it’s on that side of town. I was so lost in thought about what I was about to order that I didn’t hear my phone ringing until Natashia put it in my face. “You good?” I said as I answered the phone. I could hear Natashia sucking her teeth, more than likely because she saw Candy’s name flashing on my phone.

“No, Tamia is on her way to Detroit Medical Center right now. Meet me there,” Candy said then hung up the phone.

“Fuck!” I yelled as I punched the steering wheel before making a U-turn.

I hope Tamia’s ok because I can’t lose her right now. I should have had my ass with her knowing somebody was after her and now she’s on her way to the hospital. “What happened babe? What’s wrong?” Natashia asked as she rubbed my arm. I snatched away from her and continued driving until we made it to the hospital. I parked and ran in the ER doors looking around frantically until I spotted Candy.