Loving Angel 2 (20 page)

I sat at the kitchen table with my plate of food and dialed his number again. The call went straight to his voicemail.

‘Yo this is Ripper. Leave a message after the beep and maybe a nigga will holla back.’

After the beep I snapped into the phone, “Nigga you have no fucking idea the shit that’s about to go down when your dumb ass gets here.” That was the sixth message I had left on his voicemail tonight. The other five were a bit longer
and a whole lot more detailed. I knew that after he listened to the first two messages he’d probably just delete the rest.

I sighed as I took a bite of my food and dialed my sister’s number. I was so heated I needed a listening ear while I vented my frustrations.

“Hello,” Raven mumbled hoarsely at the end of the line.

“Raven, I’m sorry I woke you,” I apologized, “but I really needed someone to talk to.”

“What’s wrong Mel?” she asked, sounding more alert.

I sighed again. “This nigga is really stressing me out,” I complained after taking a bite of my food. “It’s almost four o’clock and he still isn’t home yet.”

I really wasn’t hungry but for some reason I kept eating anyway. Maybe I was trying to use the food to fill the void inside me. That shit obviously wasn’t working though because the loneliness still remained no matter how much I ate. The only things filling out were my hips and my thighs.

“Maybe he’s making some moves,” Raven tried to reassure me. “You know sometimes business requires us to be out and about no matter the time.”

“But at this hour Raven?” I huffed in frustration. “And he isn’t even answering his phone. I’ve called him over ten times since eight o’clock and he hasn’t answered. Early this evening he sent me some lame ass text saying he’d be home late but that’s about it. And in my opinion, getting home late means coming in around twelve; it doesn’t mean staying out until way into the next morning.”

“I really don’t know what to tell you Mel,” she yawned. “The last time I saw him it was after seven this evening when he gave me some work and said he was about to make a drop.” My sister and my man worked together slanging weed.

Raven was only nineteen years old but was a born hustler. When other girls were playing house with their dolls and tea sets Raven was trying to sell her first dime bag of weed and beating down the other kids on the block. By looking at her you wouldn’t be able to tell that a true thug occupied her body.

She was only five feet three inches tall and weighed a hundred and thirty five pounds. Her body was complimented with small B-cup breast, a twenty four inch waist and a nice high booty. She had a dark honey complexion that went great with her round face and long black hair; she also had huge long lashed hazel eyes, a cute button nose, really deep dimples and nice juicy lips. My sister was gorgeous. I wasn’t even jealous to say she was even better looking than me although I wasn’t a slouch in the looks department either.

I was light skinned with a round face like my sister’s, shoulder length hair that I dyed red, dark brown eyes, high cheek bones and even features. I had a pretty face but my body was phenomenal. It was what people referred to as banging. I was only two inches taller than Raven which meant I stood at five feet five. I weighed approximately one hundred and fifty pounds with large C-cups breast, a small waist, thick thighs and a big high booty.

I looked great. So I didn’t understand why I kept allowing Ripper to play me like that. Maybe it was love or maybe it was just plain stupidity.

I exhaled a breath of frustration. “I’ll let you go back to bed Raven because I know you’re probably tired.”

“I’ll call you tomorrow,” she promised. “And please don’t stay in that lonely ass house stressing
yourself when you can come by my place and hang with me. My door is always open to you.”

“I know that baby sis,” I replied, feeling her love. “I’ll be good once we meet up for lunch and I can get some drinks in me.” I chuckled lightly.

“I need me some of that too,” she laughed in return before hanging up.

Going out with my sisters was really going to take the edge off my loneliness and I really needed it. I lived in Yonkers, NY in a three bedroom home. It was a modest sized house and the neighborhood consisted of a lot of upper middle class families. I didn’t do much more than stay at home all day or go out to get my hair done, shop or meet my sisters for lunch. I was mostly bored all the damn time because I was always alone. My man usually left home by ten in the
morning and spent his entire day hustling. Even when he came home at a decent hour, around nine or ten, he wouldn’t stay up long. Just a couple of minutes to shower, eat and then he was off to bed.

Recently, I had been considering having a baby. It would at least give me something to do and I’d have someone to take care of. Ripper and I didn’t have any kids as of yet because I was still mad at him for getting Denise’s hood rat ass pregnant three years ago. Although I took him back after he begged and pleaded, I still hadn’t forgiven him. He had really hurt me by having a baby by another woman and I wasn’t sure I could ever trust him again after that shit.

I was washing my plate when I heard the front door open and close. It was now almost five a.m. and due to the fact that it was the middle of summer the sun was just about to rise. I couldn’t believe this was the time the idiot bouy chose to come home.

“Mel, you’re up already baby?” he asked as he walked into the kitchen and threw his keys on the center island. I didn’t reply so he came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist before nuzzling my neck. “Don’t be mad Mel I had some extra trips to make tonight. Some niggas from Pennsylvania wanted twenty pounds of Kush and I had to drive down there and make the drop.”

I turned in his arms then tried to push him away but he wouldn’t budge. “So you making a run out of state prevented you from answering your phone?” My voice was rife with sarcasm.

“My phone was dead and you know I only fuck with my business phone when I’m making runs.” He retrieved his personal cell from his pocket then powered it on but it only stayed on for a couple of seconds before blacking out again, indicating that the battery was dead. “You see I’m not lying to you.”

I wanted to stay mad at him because my gut was telling me his ass was being deceitful but since I couldn’t prove it I let the argument drop for now.

“Just don’t come in here at this hour in the morning again,” I warned, “because you won’t like what I’ll do to you.”

He knew I wasn’t afraid to throw his things in the street or even bleach them. When the spirit of vengeance took me I did all types of crazy shit.

“I hear you Melisa baby, I hear you,” he said with a smile before kissing me on the lips. “Can we go to bed now? I miss you and that honey you’ve got between your legs.”

I punched him in the arm playfully. “You aren’t getting any this morning. I’m still mad at you.”

I wanted to stay tough and not give into him but my man was sexy as hell. As I looked at him, my pussy got wet against my will. He was six feet five inches tall with a muscular tatted body and he wore his hair in dreads that stopped mid back. His eyes were so dark brown they looked like pools of blackness and his lips were so thick and sexy they were made for kissing. It was hard to say no to a package like that.

He chuckled as he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. And although I was still mad at him I couldn’t help but laugh at his antics. This nigga didn’t take no for an answer when it came to getting some of this pussy. I knew I had his ass hooked on my good stuff and that’s why he always ended up right back at home no matter where he went.

“I’m not playing with you Ripper,” I giggled as he jogged up the stairs. But despite my protestation and as much as I wanted to curse Randal ‘Ripper’ Harris out for his trifling ways, I gave in to him because I just couldn’t say no to his loving.

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