Sugah & Spice (31 page)

             
A few weeks passed by and Mya thought that things were okay. Bo and her mama were happy. They went out, entertained friends and Simone hadn’t been looked at the wrong way. That changed quickly. One day Mya heard noises as she walked up the walkway to their house. It sounded like someone breaking dishes and bumping into the furniture. She was only fifteen at the time, but she knew her mother was in trouble.
She thought about the time she and Simone had run away from home before
,
and didn’t want that painful experience to happen again. Two innocent lives had been taken because she and Simone had been too afraid to speak up
,
or make the others run away. Mya hated reliving her past. She shook her head, willing all t
he demons away. But they wouldn’t. She
thought back to the day everything changed in their thought to be happy home.
From one on the outside looking in, they seemed like the perfect family. That couldn’t have been further from the truth.

             
As she ran into the house Mya almost screamed from the sight of her mother. Bo had really done a number on her. When Mya tried to get to her, he jumped in the way. “Move you little bitch. She owes me money and if she doesn’t pay up, Imma just have to take it out on her ass. Or maybe I’ll just get compensated from your sister,” Bo said. Mya knew her mother was in pain from the looks of things, but she still tried to get to Bo for what he said. She loved them and did everything she could to protect them.
That was a promise made once they returned home after being thought dead for months.
She doubled over in pain, holding her stomach. Mya ran to her aid. “Mommy, we have to get you to a hospital. You are losing too much blood. I’m scared, Mama!”

Her mother didn’t want to hear anything about going to a hospital. “Girl, get outta my way. Go in there and run me a hot bath. And put some Epsom salt and alcohol in the water. I will be fine. Go on, do what I say!” Mya did as her mother said and while she was soaking her wounds in the bath
t
ub that day, Mya was making a plea with a monster. She gave herself to Bo in order to keep her sister and her mother safe. He took
what was left of
her innocence without a second thought, taking her right
there in
the living room,
on the floor. He wasn’t gentle
or kind, instead rough and
painful.
And just before Simone got home and her mother emerged from the bathroom like nothing happened
,
although she was purple and blue all over
, Bo sat o
n the sofa grinning like the devil himself
.
That was the day Mya began living you very own hell, in the one place she thought to be her safe haven.

             
Simone asked questions but Mya told her not to worry about it. She told her sister that night as they lie in bed that she would always watch out for and protect her no matter what. Mya promised Simone with her life that she wouldn’t let anything bad ever happen to her
again
. Ever if she had to endure being raped by Bo whenever he felt the need, or how bad she wanted to tell her mother about what was going on right under her nose. He was so smooth with it that he still slept with their mother so she wouldn’t start thinking anything else. When she was at work and Simone was at practice, Mya sucked and fucked Bo every kinda way imaginable.
The more familiar she became with sex, the more Mya despised it but her body always betrayed her. She found herself enjoying the things Bo did to her. The first time he went down on her, she tried to squeeze her legs together to make him stop but that only gave him more will to do it. “Stop it, you gonna like it. Just open your damn legs, girl.” Mya recalled Bo saying to her. When she finally decided it was just better to give in so that he could finish and let her go, she found the sensations she felt in her pussy incredible. Before long she was demanding and commanding Bo to do what she wanted, how she wanted it and when she wanted it. He no longer had control over her and that is when Mya realized just how powerful her pussy was. If she could make a grown man scream from the way she tightened her vaginal muscles or the way she moved her tongue over the head of his dick, she could rule to world.

             
It got to the point that Bo didn’t satisfy her anymore. When she told him so he got mad and made the biggest mistake of his life, when he thought she was her mother and put his hands on her in the wrong way. If her mother allowed him to beat her ass every time the wind blew, that was on her, but Mya wasn’t that girl. As soon as Bo hit her across the face with her hand, he regretted it by the look in her eyes. He quickly apologized but it was too late. Mya laughed just thinking about the last day she or anyone else
would see
Bo.
Men were a sucker for some pussy, she thought.

Mya recalled that day like it was yesterday.
Asking Bo to take her on a picnic was simple. All she had to do was promise him some freaky sex and he was all hers. That day she did fuck Bo one last time in order for her plan to work. She got him high and drunk
,
and when Mya was sure he was wasted, she asked him to take a walk down to a well she heard about, that she wanted to see before they left. Bo, not really knowing what was happening leaned over just as she had hoped to get a better look down the well and Mya hit him in the head with a huge stick she found during their walk. Bo’s body fell down the well, making a big splash when it hit the bottom. Mya waited to see if he was dead before she took his
t
r
uck
and returned to town. She stopped just minutes from the town they lived in an
d hid the truck, walking home the
rest of the way.

             
Days later the police came to their house asking had anyone seem him. They
also
learned that day that Bo was also married with kids that lived in the same town in which his dead corpse was laying at the bottom of that old well, in the middle of the woods. They all told the police the same thing, that they knew him because he fixed things around their house whenever something needed fixing and that was the last time the police came to their house
about Bo
. Her mother was sad for a few weeks but so
on
found a good man and got married. She was still happily married and awaiting grandkids from her and Simone. Mya didn’t think that was in her future, but she wished all the best for her sister and whoever she ended up with.
They spoke with their mother and stepfather weekly and always sent home gifts and money for them on birthdays, anniversaries and other important
occasions
.

             
Mya rubbed her temples, willing the memories to go away. She
washed her hands, looked at herself in the mirror and smiled. “You are a beautiful
, sexy, bad
ass Bitch,” she said before walking out to join the others in the living room.
Her trip down memory lane had her head all messed up, but she refused to let anyone know it. They didn’t deserve to know what was in her head. Feelings were a sign of weakness
,
and
she was anything but weak. Mya
planned to keep it that way.
She gathered her composure, stuck her chest out and walked back into the living room.

             
“W
hat’s up? Ha
s
ever
yone been formally introduced so that w
e can get this show on the road?
I don’t have all night
,
and time is of the essence. Mr. X definitely
knows
we are back now and I know that
he will be looking for us,” Mya said.
Mark thought about that statement, wondering why they would show up at his home, just behind his fathers’ if they didn’t want him to know, or attend a public event, for that matter. Mya was definitely up to something more than he expected, but what?
Pussy wasn’t worth the trouble he thought.

             
After listening to his allies,
Mark couldn’t believe that they had someone on the inside of the organization in which his father despised. Maybe he could really find a lead on his mother, he thought. But there is something about the guy in front of him that didn’t quite set well with him. The way he looked at him was like looking into a mirror. They had similar features and the same light brown eyes. Even Simone had to do a double take when they finally sat down in the living room.
If he didn’t know any better, Mark would have thought they were related, and closely. As if reading his mind, Mya responded.

             
“You Muthafuckas look alik
e. Am I missing something,” she
said stopping dead in her tra
cks. She looked from Mark to Tory, who looked speechless too. “Do you two know each other? Don’t play games with me. My tolerance for bullshit isn’t as high as it used to be and even then it wasn’t all that high,” she continued.

             
Simone couldn’t bring herself to say anything. She couldn’t seem to take her eyes from them. It was scary at how two people, who didn’t know each other, could look so much alike. She had questions, but that would have to wait.
“
They
just
met and no, they don’t know each other, Mya. Let’s hurry up and get this over with. I have other things to do
”, Simone said.
Mya looked at her sister.

‘
Oh, that bitch is up to something. What does she
know
? I’ll deal with her ass later. We have other things to do right now anyway.
’
But on the inside Mya was boiling. How dare Simone speak to her like that in front of those two dicks? They would think she was soft and she couldn’t have that. They gon learn though, she thought as she took a seat next to Mark on the oversized sofa facing the one Tory and Simone sat on.
They
cam
e
up with the perfect plan to get
Sugah to either join up with them or take her out. If anyone got in their way, they would become an example that they meant business.

             
After Mya laid it all out on the table, Mark seemed to have lightened up a bit. Tory wasn’t so bad, but he still didn’t like the way he kept looking at him whenever he looked up. Simone looked radiant and he wanted to kiss her succulent lips on and off her face. They would be together. It didn’t matter that she was older than he, Mark was in love with her or maybe it was the longing for his mother that drew him towards Simone. Either way he had been without her in his life before and he didn’t like the feeling he had during that time. That wouldn’t happen again if he had anything to do with it. Mark didn’t care about Mya or what his father would have to say.
He only wanted to see Mya one way, and that was with her face down and ass up.
It was time he lived his life for him and not how others thought he should. Even though he really liked having Sugah as a friend, Mark knew that soon he would have to end that relationship. It wasn’t anything personal or maybe it was
,
but he had to do what was best for him. He thought about his father for a minute and realized that he didn’t give a damn about what he would have to say. Nothing he did mattered anyway, so why would it now!

             
“Game on,” Mark said watching his guest walk down the pathway. They disappeared into the darkness and Mark didn’t tu
rn to see the man watching him in the distance. All hell was getting ready to break
loose
and his son didn’t have a clue as to what was going on under his nose.
“What a fool”, Xavier said shaking his head in disgust. He had work to do, and many people who he loved were about to get hurt. He prayed that Java wasn’t one of them again!

Chapter 26

             
When Espresso arrived, Sugah quickly pushed him out the door. They were running late and if they wanted to make church on time, they didn’t have any time to waste. Before he showed up, she called to inform her mother that they would just meet them at the church instead of at the house. Sugah didn’t want Espresso to see the house this soon because she knew that he would have a million questions, which she hardly had the answers for.
“You are late, Dude. Let’s go. Wow, do you always have to ma
ke a grand entrance
?”

             
Espresso laughed, playfully pus
hing Sugah on the head as she l
ocked up the apartment. “Good Morning to you too, knucklehead,” he said.
He didn’t like being late to church, but Mocha had come over to his house last night for a nightcap. We stayed up fucking for hours, which he was still feeling in his limbs. He couldn’t shake the throbbing in his lower region from the powerful orgasm she left him with. Damn, was the only word he could use to describe Mocha and her wonderful pink pussy! That girl was a beast with it. He shook those thoughts and followed Sugah.
They walked swiftly to Sugah’s car and sped off toward First Baptist Episcopal Church across town. When they pulled up the parking lot was packed. Sugah wondered if it was some kind of holiday watching all the expensive cars. “Damn, this Dude is gonna clean up today. I knew I should have become a Pastor,” Espresso said in between his whis
tl
ing.