Forbidden Love With a Thug III (19 page)

“How are you feeling?” I said to Raleigh.

We were sleeping at her home as of late, because she was a bit depressed over Portland. I hated to see her so down, especially when we were supposed to be enjoying the married life. I guess my vows were being tested already.

“I’m doing okay I guess. I just miss him and all his trifling ways,” she smiled and then sniffled. She was sitting inside her walk in closet, doing something with her shoes.

“I can’t even imagine how you feel shorty, especially since it was your brother in law who did it.” I got down on the floor and began massaging her pretty feet.

“I thought you said it was Elijah who shot him?”

“It was Eli, but that’s more of a little brother than my cousin. You know that.”

“Yeah,” she whispered. “Did they have to kill him? Be honest with me, if he was your brother and you knew what you knew, would you have let him live?”

“No, I wouldn’t have and I’m being honest with you, shorty. Portland was lucky because he was surrounded by people who cared for him and loved him, even though he didn’t deserve it. You, Jersey, Ivy, and her baby loved him, when he didn’t love you.”

“He loved us.”

“He did, but he didn’t love you as much as he should have. If I were him, the last thing I would have been doing was trying to start a war with my sisters’ boyfriends. All he cared about was making big money, even when he didn’t even have to.”

“True. I guess I was just used to him being that way. For as long as I’ve known him, he has always been pretty selfish you know? That was Portland, his feelings and needs came before anyone.”

“And as a man you can’t be like that, especially when you’re out here making babies,” I half smiled and touched her stomach. “Did you tell anyone yet?”

“No, I haven’t mentioned the marriage or the baby. I will though, once things calm down a little bit.”

“You talked to Jersey?”

“Just a little. We got into an argument, because I was trying to explain to her that you guys did what you had to do.”

“She ain’t going for that shit I know. Kilexis already told me she’s pretty much off him.”

“Yeah, my sister is very loyal, almost to a fault. If you can count on anyone being loyal despite it being an unpopular thing, you can count on Jersey. My sister won’t turn against you, even if the world has.”

“That’s dope. I think you’re the same way. That’s why I wanted to marry you, I know you will always be there for me, like I will be for you.”

“I will. You just better stay your ass out of jail.”

“I am, baby. This time around shit is being handled much more properly, and I’m not as close knit with the streets like I was before. Plus, you know that hoe set me up.”

“Mercedes, yuck. She hasn’t popped up since that last time I saw her. She stopped making little videos about me on Instagram, too,” she chuckled, flashing her pretty smile. She had her real hair pressed, and I liked the length, which was a little bit past her shoulders.

“I handled it. Didn’t I tell you that? I told you if anybody got in the way I would get rid of their asses. I wasn’t playing, shorty.”

“I know,” she giggled. “I can’t believe you slept with her, she’s so ghetto and disgusting. She’s pretty though, until she opens her mouth.”

“Not to talk though, to suck on this dick,” I half joked and she pinched me. “I like it better when you do it though.” I pulled her down into my lap, so that she was straddling me.

“What about Sonny?” she questioned as she caressed my face. I pecked her a couple times before thinking of what to say.

“Gotta take care of him, too, he had someone shoot, Kantwan.”

She just nodded, so I dipped my tongue into her mouth. Moving her panties to the side, I released my dick and slid into her. Watching her face twist as she whimpered had me ready to bust. Raleigh’s pussy was always on some other shit. She got wet as hell every time and I loved it. I don’t know if it’s just me she got that wet for, or if that’s just how she worked, but I was happy to being the only one to experience it from now on.

“Slow, baby,” she whispered as I gripped her waist to move her up and down my shaft. Her pussy had a strong grip on my dick like it had been lifting weights and shit. “Mmm, oh, oh shit.”

Moving the straps of her shirt down, I released her breasts and took her nipple into my mouth. I sucked like my life depended on it, switching back and forth between each one as she continued to glide up and down my rod.

Life as a married man had been pretty good to me so far, and once we got rid of Sonny, a vacation was definitely in order.

Chapter Eleven: Kilexis

Tonight Jersey and I were out to dinner because I was still trying to make up what I had done to her. She didn't really say much to me, and we didn't sleep in the same bed. I hated being like two ships passing in the night, but that's definitely what we were. We were basically co-parenting, but in the same household. I felt like I was in some stale ass marriage, and we weren’t even married yet. My love for her was keeping me around though.

I didn't sit across from her at the table, I sat next to her, and since the booth was long enough, Alexsia's carrier fit on the other side of her. I kissed her cheek lightly, and she tilted her head to the side a little to get my lips off of her. I didn't know what the fuck to do, and I was constantly wondering if there was another way I could've went about killing Portland. I couldn't even fathom the thought of her hating me forever.

“Jersey.”

“Yes.” She raised her brow as she looked over the menu.

“How long are you gonna ignore me, shorty?”

“Kill, just stop.” She turned her lip up in disgust as she continued to look over the menu. I just sighed and focused my attention back on the menu as well.

“Wow, what a coincidence that I'd see you two here.” Sophie appeared wearing a big smile.

She was wearing some tight number, and her hair was messily hanging down her back, but not in a bad way, a very sexy way. Her body looked even better than it did before, which I attributed to the fact that she’d had a baby. Damn, and a nigga hadn't had any pussy since I fucked Jersey a week ago. And it wasn't all that great since she just laid there like she was dead or some shit. I had to just put her ass on all fours and fuck her from behind until I busted. Looking at her with that glum expression was making my dick soft, so I had no other choice but to put her face in the pillow. Shit at least she was moaning very lightly that way.

“Hey, Sophie, how are you?” I asked.

“I'm doing okay. I was having a hard time dealing with Carter being killed, but me and my daughter's father are gonna try to work things out and see if we can be a family,” she chuckled lightly and glanced at Jersey, who was ignoring her and looking at the menu. I mean, did Sophie really expect Jersey to be elated to see her?

“That's good, how is Kilenna?”

“She's great, but we changed her name to Serenity. I didn't think it was appropriate to keep that name because of the reason I named her that.” I just nodded approvingly. I really didn't like the little girl being named after me, and I was happy she'd decided to change it. “But, Kilexis, Jersey, I wanted to apologize to you both for anything I may have caused. I honestly thought Kilexis was the father, because the times just matched up in my head. But again, I'm sorry about everything.” She pushed her hair behind her ears.

“You're good, Sophie, and thank you for the apology.”

“No problem. Have a good night, guys.”

“You too.”

She turned on her heels to walk away, and damn did I like what I saw. I knew it was just because I was horny as fuck, but still was it a sight to see. I just had to remember how weak the pussy was, and I'd be able to contain myself.

“Could you watch her walk away any harder?”

“Jersey—”

“Can you sit across from me? I really don't want to be next to you. If you'd like, you can also go sit over there with her and her man, since you were looking so hard at the bitch's ass,” she snapped.

“Aight.” I slid out of the booth and then sat across from her.

Literally, the whole dinner we said nothing to each other. This shit was fucking with me because Jersey and I were like best friends, and now it was obvious that she hated me. I missed being close with her, and I wasn't sure if we would ever go back to that. I would hate to have to parent from separate households with Alexsia, but that was clearly where we were headed.

I paid the bill for the food, and then we left the restaurant. After buckling Alexsia's car seat in, I got into the driver side and cranked up. As I sped down the street, all kinds of thoughts ran through my damn mind. Was it really over? How could I make her understand that Portland had to go? Did she really not care that the nigga could've killed me the day he had someone attempt to shoot Elijah?

“You know, I was getting blown up on Instagram, and I looked to see what it was. Some girl named Yameeka says she's having your baby too. You remember her, Kilexis?” Jersey quizzed, and when I glanced at her she was looking out the window of my car.

“I've never met anyone with that name, Jersey.”

“Tell the bitch to stop tagging me in her little Instagram videos and shit.”

“How? How the fuck am I gonna tell her when I have no idea who she is? I have never had sex with some chick named Yameeka. I haven't been with anybody since I've been with you, so there is no way someone could be pregnant by me,” I scoffed and shook my head as I made a left turn.

“So, you remember every single bitch you had sex with, ever?”

“I may not remember every damn one, but I would remember someone with the name Yameeka. Come on now, we're not talking about some Ashleys or Britneys, Jersey. You know what, why the fuck am I even responding to this shit? This is dumb, Jersey. You know bitches are gonna act dumb because of who I am. Why the fuck are you with me if you think I cheated, huh? You have plenty of money, and even a house to go to, so it can't be that you need money or a place to stay, so why are we together? And if you say because of Alexsia, we can end this right now.”

She was silent, and when I looked over she had tears falling down her face. I pulled into the driveway, and then hit the button to enter into the garage. I shut the engine off, and then looked over at her. I had no idea what the fuck to do, but if this was how she was gonna be now, we could just kill this shit.

“Did you kill Sophie’s boyfriend?” she whispered as she stared straight ahead.

“I’m not doing this.” I was about to get out the car until I heard light sniffles coming from her.

“Why did you have to kill him, Kilexis?” She began sobbing.

I felt so damn bad, not for Portland though, because he deserved that shit. Any nigga that tries to kill me gives me the right to do the same, and unfortunately for him, he lost. I felt bad for my girl because she loved her brother, even though he didn't give a fuck about her. She was simply a chess piece in his little game, and he only pretended to care for her to get on her good side. I wished I could make her see that.

“Baby, I told you I tried to keep him alive, but what did you want me to do? What would you have suggested I do to a nigga who had me shot?”

“He didn't mean to shoot you! The bullet was for Eli!”

“Eli is my fucking cousin, Jersey! Even if the bullet hit him like it was supposed to, I would've still went after Portland. Elijah is my family, my fucking blood, and I'm not gonna allow anybody to try and harm him, and vice versa.”

“He's more important than me?” She looked to me with her pretty wet face.

“No, baby, he's not. You, Ivy, Raleigh, and Donovan are the reasons Portland even got the chance to do what he did to me. Elijah and I were thinking about y'all. We put y'all first before ourselves, even though we knew Portland and Sonny would pull some shit. We knew it was risky to let Portland live, yet we did it, because of the love we have for you four.”

“I'm a horrible person for being with you,” she said in a low tone as she stared out the front windshield.

“I totally understand why you feel that way, I do. Jersey, I love you, shorty, and I want you more than anything, but not if you're gonna be unhappy or feeling guilty about it. I wanna be with you, and make you feel good. I want you to feel a certain way when we're together, and guilt or shame isn't one of them. So if you feel like you can't be with me without being ashamed, then I have to let you go. Just know, I love you and I really really really don't want to be without you. If I thought getting on my knees and begging like a bitch would make things better, I would do it.”

She wiped her face with the back of her hand, and then got out of the car. I let out an exasperated sigh, before exiting and getting Alexsia out of the backseat. Jersey took her when I got inside, and then changed her and put her to bed. I went into the bedroom to shower, and when I got out, Jersey wasn't in the bed like usual. I checked all of the five extra bedrooms, and found her in the one downstairs. I just shook my head, and went up to bed. I couldn’t do this anymore.

Chapter Eleven: Cheyla

I sat there next to the hospital bed where Kantwan was lying. He was still sleeping, and I was waiting for him to wake up. A part of me felt like I shouldn't have even been here after the way he'd betrayed me, but unfortunately, I still loved him. Unfortunately when I looked at him I still got butterflies and felt warm all over. I wanted to be with him, but then I didn't. I wanted him because I loved him, but I didn't because I wasn't sure if he deserved me. Yes, he cheated, which in my book was unforgivable, but was I really doing what I should've been doing as a girlfriend? During one of the rare times that my mother was lucid, she used to always say that a man cheating is bad, but when he cheats for absolutely no reason at all, it's the worst. By saying that, I can't one hundred percent say that Kantwan cheated because he was just horny and out and about. He cheated because he was a horny idiot,
and
because I wasn't giving him what he needed from me emotionally. He felt disconnected from me, and I totally get that. However, I feel he should've made more of an effort to talk to me about it, or just break up with me instead of sticking his dick in
two
different bitches.