Her Sweetest Revenge (Delphine Publications Presents) (21 page)

“
Mya, I swear if that bitch keeps staring at Li’l Lo I’ma beat her ass,” Rochelle sneered.

“
Who?” I asked looking around.

“
Felicia. Every time I look up, that thirsty bitch staring at Li’l Lo.”

“
I don’t know why Charlene carries that bitch around on her hip all the time anyway, but you know I got yo’ back,” I said while watching Charlene shake her ass all over Pig like she’s auditioning for hoes most wanted. I didn’t know what was going on with her, but Charlene was changing.

After fucking Pig on the dance floor with her clothes on, Charlene headed over to Rochelle and me.

“
So what’s up with you bitches tonight? Y’all actin’ all stank.”

“
Yo, Charlene, why you always dragging Felicia ass around wit’ you?” Rochelle questioned her.

“
She’s my homie. We cool, you know that.” Charlene downed a shot the waitress handed her.

“
Well, I don’t like the ho, and on top of that, I think she tryin’ to push up on my man. You better tell her to step off before I fuck her up.” Rochelle was getting mad.

“
Chill, Rochelle, Felicia got a man.” Charlene tried to defend her.

“
Well, she better act like it, ’cause she tryin’ it tonight.” Rochelle got up and walked over to the bar in VIP where Li’l Lo was getting a drink.

“
So what’s good wit’ you, Mya?” Charlene pried. “’Cause ya girl trippin’.” Charlene smiled referring to Rochelle.

“
Nothin’. Tryin’ to get myself together. You know, move in a positive direction.”

“
Well, it looks like you got it together. You are sleeping with one of the baddest niggas in the game who got mad paper and as a result, you are livin’ in a fly-ass crib, driving a bad-ass whip. I would say you got it all the way together,” Charlene said with a shitty look on her face. “And to think you didn’t even want to date his fine ass. I guess your senses finally kicked in.” Charlene give a me another fake-ass smile and downed another shot of Hypnotic.

“
You know, Charlene, contrary to what you may think, I didn’t start going out with Hood because of his money. None of that moves me. I’m with him because I wanna be,” I said growing tired of her little comments.

“
Yeah, that’s what they all say.” Charlene gave me a wink and walked away.

What just happened?
is all that ran through my mind. Why had I been getting the feeling that Charlene wasn’t really happy for me? Greed was taking over her, but I didn’t have time to be worried about the next person. I had my problems to get through. I’m sure Charlene was just going through a phase anyway. I’m sure that eventually she will be genuinely happy for me.

“
Yo, baby, what’s on ya mind?” Hood came up behind me when I stood up. He had been to the restroom and had missed the conversation I had with Charlene.

“
Nothing,” I said with a smile and wrapped my hands around his neck and pulled him in for a big kiss.

“
That’s
what I’m talkin’ about.” He grabs both my butt cheeks, and I instantly got turned on.

“
That ain’t nothing. You wait until we leave here,” I said giving him something to look forward to.

“
Bet, but we about to roll up over there.” He pointed to where Pig, Li’l Lo, and other members of the Height Squad had posted up.

“
Oh, go head. I need to run to the restroom anyway. These drinks are running through me.”

“
A’ight.” Hood gave me a kiss.

I left VIP and headed for the restroom feeling good about the night. Somehow I was finally feeling OK about the truck. While I had no idea how long it would actually take me to drive it, I was feeling okay about accepting it from Hood. After all, I loved him, and he wasn’t just any dude to me.

When I made it to the restroom I was glad to see I was the only one in there. All the stall doors were open. Which was good. The last thing I wanted to hear was a bunch of hoes chatting about their so-called ballers and what they had sexed him real good to get. Luckily I could get in, do my business in peace and quiet, and be out. As I finished up, I opened the stall door and my heart dropped.

“
Where you been hidin’, Mya? I haven’t seen you around the Brewster?” Phil inquired.

“
I’ve been around. Why are you in the women’s bathroom?” I tried to keep my cool.

“
Look, bitch, don’t act surprised to see me. I know what you did. It wasn’t nobody but you.”

“
What the hell are you talkin’ about? Nigga, you must be trippin’,” I said as I tried to step around him to get out of the bathroom stall.

Phil grabbed my arm and pushed me up on the stall wall and closed the door.

“
You must think I’m stupid! I remember all that shit we talked about that night. I know I was wasted, but I remember. At first I wasn’t sure, but the other night when Luscious and me was gettin’ high, he told me that dude voice sounded like a female impersonating a nigga. That’s when it hit me. All that shit you had asked me—that’s how you pulled it off.”

“
Get your hands off me, Phil.” I struggled to break his grip.

“
You listen to me. Nobody knows shit—yet.” Tiny spit drops flew out of his mouth and smacked me in my face as he threatened me. “I want one hundred and fifty thousand of that money, or I will make sure that Squeeze finds out,” he said while putting his lips close to my face like he was trying to kiss me.

“
You smell good, and you a bad bitch. I’ve been watching you all night.” He put his head in the crease of my neck again and inhaled deeply. Taking in my scent, he smiled, then finally released me from his grip and opened the bathroom stall door.

I hastily walked around him.

“
Oh, I know you were responsible for Drake too.” He stared at me as he walked past me, then stopped. “You have until next Friday.”

I stood there for a moment speechless with a million thoughts running through my mind. What was I going to do? This nigga was on to me. What if Hood finds out I’m a stick-up bitch? If Squeeze finds out, I’m dead. Okay. I got to get myself together and go back to VIP. I looked in the mirror, checked my makeup to make sure I look worry-free, and then headed back to VIP.

I stepped back in the VIP room to find Rochelle beating the shit out of Felicia. I immediately rushed over, grabbed a Gray Goose bottle off one of the tables, and smashed Felicia across the head.

“
Trick,” I yelled. “That’s what you get for being a ho.” I continued to yell as Hood grabbed me from behind, pulling me out of VIP. It took half the Height Squad to get Rochelle off Felicia. All I could see from where Hood had pulled me was Felicia falling out of VIP looking fucked up. That cheap hair weave she wears had gone wild. Her face was swelling up, and she was bleeding from the scalp where I had busted her with the bottle. Then out of nowhere, here comes Charlene talking shit.

“
Why did you have to hit her, Mya? Rochelle had that situation under control.”

“
Because I felt like it.” I got directly in Charlene’s face.

“
I’m on a warpath tonight. Any bitch or bitches get in my way gettin’ fucked up,” I spat at her without blinking.

“
Y’all must be jealous of her or something, because that was uncalled for.” Charlene bent down and started picking up Felicia’s stilettos. They must have come off during her beating. “Pig, get Felicia. Let’s go.” Charlene started walking toward the door with Felicia’s shoes gathered in her hands.

“
How about you just stop bringing that ho around?” I yelled while Charlene stomped away.

The way I felt right then was fuck both of them. The mood I was in was killer mode. Both of them chicks better walk away.

“
You ready to go, baby?” Hood asked me.

“
Hell, yeah. Let’s get outta here.” I gave the room a quick scan looking for Rochelle but apparently she had already left with Li’l Lo.

Hood drove ninety all the way down the interstate to his crib. He didn’t ask any questions; he didn’t even ask if I wanted to go home. I guess he knew I had frustrations I needed to release. As soon as we got inside his crib I headed straight toward the staircase with Hood on my ass. I wanted him so bad I couldn’t wait another step. At the edge of the staircase, I kicked off my Apple Bottom stilettos, turned around, and threw my tongue down his throat. Hood pulled my dress off and revealed my titties which were hard and ready. He hungrily put them in his mouth and sucked. He then turned me around and bent me over the steps and pushed his hard member deep inside my hot juices, which quickly started to run down my leg. Hood was banging me so hard until we both released at the same time. Breathing hard, we both collapsed on the stairs tired as hell but wanting more. After two more intense rounds on the stairs we headed to the bedroom where we stayed until 10:00 a.m. the next morning.

Chapter 34

“
I’ma kill you, bitch, for screwing with my operation. You think you can rob me and get away with it? Well, you about to find out what I do to stank hoes who try to screw with my paper. Open your mouth wide, bitch, and suck my dick,” Squeeze said, and then punched me in my face and blood flew out of my mouth.

“
Agh, fuck you, snake!” I yelled in so much pain while I tried to squirm from under him.

“
Where you think you going, bitch?” Squeeze grabbed me by my legs and pulled me back under him. “Open wide, open wide,” Squeeze kept yelling at me and laughing at the same time as he pried my bloody mouth open with his gun. “Now suck on this, bitch!”

“
NO, NO, NO,” I kept yelling, and then everything went black.

BAM, BAM, BAM.

I sat straight up in my bed drenched in my own sweat. My hands immediately flew to my face and mouth feeling for blood, but there wasn’t any. I had been dreaming. Thank God it was only a dream, but that banging on my door was real. Who the hell could that be?

“
Who is banging on the door like that?” I yelled out loud still lying in bed. “Monica, hurry up and get the door,” I yelled again and lay back down attempting to pull my nerves back together.

BAM, BAM, BAM.

“
Shit,” I said as I jumped up and grabbed my robe. I must be the only one around here who can answer the door. I looked at the clock and noticed it was 5:22 in the evening. I had been asleep since Hood brought me home about 11:30 this morning. I had stayed at his house after we left the club. We’d been up going at it like mad people since we left club. So I decided to get some rest when I made it home this morning.

I stuck my head in Monica’s room and noticed she was gone. I didn’t even check Li’l Bo’s room because he never came home anymore except to sleep. Once he got up, ate, and was dressed, he was out for the day. Then my dream hit me again. What if it’s Squeeze or someone from the Boone Squad here to take me out? Phil said no one knew but him, but I couldn’t trust that nigga. I headed back to my room and grabbed both my Rugers, then went back to answer the door. Without asking who it was, I put one of my Rugers to the door so I could shoot if I had to. Then I looked out the peephole to see my mom, out of all people, standing at my door.

“
Just a minute,” I said through the door while I tucked my guns under my robe and unlatched the door.

“
What you doing in here?” she said while looking around when I let her in.

“
Nothin’. I had to get decent. Why you knocking like you the police?” I threw back.

“
Just wanted to make sure y’all heard me.”

“
Well, what brings you by? It took you long enough to come check on your children,” I said sarcastically.

“
Look at how you living. Y’all don’t need me to come check on y’all. Where Monica at? I saw Li’l Bo hanging out on the block. Matter of fact, I always see him on the block. I guess you can’t raise him no better than I could after all,” she smirked at me.

“
What you come here for? Huh?” I got irritated. “Monica is not here, and I’m in the bed,” I sounded rude on purpose.

“
I need some money,” she said and started walking around in the living-room area.

“
Ha,” I gave a fake laugh. “I knew it was something that had nothing to do with us. Why didn’t you ask Li’l Bo? He got plenty money.”