When A Thug Loves A Woman (3 page)

I sucked my teeth as I was greeted by Casino’s voicemail for the fourth time in a row. For the life of me I couldn’t understand why this nigga was the one mad and had an attitude when I was the only one who had the right to be pissed off. His trifling ass had the nerve to fuck a bitch that I claimed as my best friend once upon a time and get mad because I fucked his car up. It was just like his black ass to be more concerned with material things than the things that really matter.

I may have stretched the truth a little when I said Aamil came to my house and claimed her son was Casino’s but I just so happened to run into her ass when I was out one day and I saw her son. I damn near lost my mind when I realized her son was Casiyah’s twin when she was that age. I always had my speculations about the two of them dirty bitches but I never thought the shit would come about in the form of a baby.

“Ain’t that Casino’s car right there?” Magnolia, my sister asked.

“Where?” I questioned.

“Right there.” She pointed to a car that was pulling into the parking lot.

Sure enough that was his money green Benz, the one I had fucked up last week, pulling in.

“What is he doing over here?” I asked myself out loud.

Imagine my surprise when it wasn’t Casino’s ass that got out of the car but a bitch. The killer part was he wasn’t even with her. As many times as I’d asked that man, my baby daddy, to push one of his whips and he damn near cursed me out every single time and told me I had my own car. Now here was this bitch I had never seen before driving his shit.

“He got me so fucked up!” I yelled as I opened my door. “Come on.”

“Ohh, this about to be good!” Magnolia’s messy ass laughed as she got out of the car.

I followed behind this bitch as she went into the shop to get her nails done. This bitch didn’t even look like Casino’s type, that I knew for a fact. I saw that she was getting her nails done so I was going to get mine done to just to fuck with her head.

“You want long or short nail?” Ming asked me.

“Long,” I told her.

“China, did Casino give you that money? We should go out tonight,” Magnolia asked.

That’s my bitch
, I thought as a wicked smile formed on my face. Even though my sister was messy as fuck and lived for drama, sometimes I loved that shit about her; like now. She knew when to get shit popped off.

“Of course he did, you know I always get what I want from him,” I said as I ran my tongue across my bottom lip.

Our eyes connected but no words were exchanged between us. She let her eyes roam over me like she was sizing me up or something before a small smile formed on her face and she shook her head.

“I know that’s right, girl. You and your family cute or whatever.” Magnolia smiled.

“Don’t I know it? Every bitch in Detroit know it, too,” I said as I shot my eyes back in her direction.

“Look, baby girl, if you got something you feel you need to get off your chest then go ahead and say it. I’m not with all this sugar coating and sending subliminal messages and shit. We’re all grown as hell in here, so let’s act like it,” she told me.

“I’m not sugar coating shit! Everybody knows that Casino is mine. Shit, he’s been mine for the past six years. We have a four-year-old daughter…a family, bitch. Where the fuck he gonna go? Every now and then, it’s bitches like you that come around and think they can take my place but he always comes back and always will,” I let her know.

“Fact check that, hoe,” Magnolia added her two cents.

Homegirl just laughed as if she found me to be very comical. I wanted to slap her ass because I didn’t see shit funny.

“And you wasted your breath telling me all that because? If you were so secure about your position in his life then you wouldn’t have wasted your time explaining that bullshit to me, a bitch who doesn’t even want Casino. Especially if you’re the type of bitch he would lay with,” she said as she got up. “Cancel my appointment, I’ll be back later when this trash ain’t in here,” she said before walking out.

“Who the fuck you calling trash?” I yelled but she was already gone.

-$-

“Bitch, did you see her face when you said you and Casino had a daughter? I was about to run over there and pick it up off the floor for her,” Magnolia laughed as we walked into my house.

Ever since we left the nail shop, that was all she could talk about. I had already been over it, but leave it up to Magnolia to not know how to leave shit alone. I looked at her ass with my face scrunched up as I sat on my couch.

“Don’t you got somewhere to be?” I asked her.

“Nope.” She rolled her eyes as she sat down next to me.

Before I could say anything else, my front door was swinging open with force and Casino’s crazy ass was rushing towards me like a raging bull. I didn’t know what the hell had gotten into him but I’ve known him long enough to know that whenever he looked like that, the best thing for you to do was to run.

“Ahh!” I screamed as I tried to jump off the couch but it was too late.

“This what the fuck you wanted, right?” he asked as he hit me in the face with some money. “Stop being fucking messy, China! That shit ain’t cute nor do it make me want your ass.”

“What the fuck are you talking about?” I asked, playing dumb.

“Alright, girl, I’ll call you later,” Magnolia said as she got up to leave.

Ooh, Imma kill this bitch
, I thought to myself as I tried to pry Casino’s hands from the front of my shirt. Just a few minutes ago, when I asked her if she had somewhere to be, she said no but all of a sudden she was running like someone had lit a fire under her ass.

“Casino, ju…just calm down,” I said.

“I’m tired of you doing dumb shit, Chi! What the fuck is wrong with you?”

“I’m sorry, just let me make it up to you,” I said as I reached for his belt.

Casino let my shirt go and slapped my hand away before sitting on the couch. I just sat there and stared at him. My baby daddy was so sexy with caramel ass that no matter what he did, I could never stay mad at him for long. I got up and straddled his lap, he tried to push me away I wouldn’t let him.

“You be on some bullshit, Chi,” he said.

“I said I was sorry,” I said as I kissed his neck.

I knew that no matter how hard he tried to act, Casino couldn’t resist me. I wasn’t lying when I said he always comes back. No matter what I did or how crazy I acted, Casino always found his way back in my bed. So no, I was never worried about a bitch coming in and taking my place because my spot in his life was solidified as long as I had Casiyah.

“Stop playing, man,” he groaned as I whined my hips on his dick.

I let out a giggle as I got up and took my clothes off and he undid his belt and pants. My mouth instantly began to water when his thick dick sprang to life. Not only was it thick but it was long with a curve as well.

“Come on, I don’t have all day to be playing with your ass. You got a hour before you gotta pick Casiyah up, so make this shit quick,” he demanded as he slid a condom on.

“Yes, daddy,” I purred as I got back on his lap and eased him inside of me. “Oh shit,”

I swear I could feel this nigga’s dick in my chest as I began to bounce up and down like I was on a pogo tick. Casino grabbed a hold of my waist and took one of my nipples into his mouth, lightly biting and sucking, further driving me crazy. He slapped my ass and it gave me ammunition to go faster.

“Fuuuck,” I moaned as he continued to hit my spot.

I never understood how he could hit me with some good dick like this then have the nerve to call me crazy whenever he tried to entertain another bitch.
You damn right I’m going to act a fool any time I just think you’re trying to break a bitch off with some of this dope dick
.

“Baby, waaaaaait!” I yelled out as Casino took it upon himself to start fucking me from the bottom.

That was just like his ass to flip the script on me. Here I was thinking I was in control and this nigga done took over.

“I’m…I’m…”

“You what? You cumming?” he asked.

“Ye…yessssss!” I answered as I came.

Casino pulled out and flipped me over so that I was face down, ass up on the couch before thrusting back into me. He continued to hit my spot, fucking the sound out of my as he grabbed a hold of my hair.

“Ah shit!” he yelled as he came. “That position gets me every time,” he laughed as he got up to flush the condom.

He fucked me so good that I couldn’t even move and he had the nerve to leave my pussy throbbing. I was dozing off by time he came back in the room with a rag and got dressed. He threw some money on the table and left without saying anything else. I didn’t care, though. I got exactly what I wanted out of him, some dick and some money.

Ever since Canaan been home, my nigga Casino had been on some other shit and had been hard to reach. Every time I tried to link up with the nigga to discuss some shit, he was always busy, or so he claimed. That shit left me confused as hell because I had never known him to make any moves that I wasn’t aware of. I didn’t know what the fuck was going on but I felt like slowly but surely niggas was trying to get rid of me.

“Where you going?” Aamil asked me as I got dressed.

“I gotta make a run real quick,” I told her.

“You coming back?” she asked as she fed her son.

Nobody besides Casino knew that I was fucking Aamil because she wasn’t one of those bitches that you go around bragging about fucking. She was bad as hell with a tight ass body on her, I can’t even lie but the bottom line was she was a straight up hoe. Aamil didn’t know how to find one nigga and stick to him. She had what was known as community pussy.

When I found out she was pregnant, I bout had a heart attack thinking it could possibly be mine. That shit wouldn’t have worked out, especially since I got a girl at home that I’d been on and off with for years. She definitely wouldn’t have taken too well to a nigga bringing baby home on her ass. But when she had him, I knew for sure he wasn’t mine and the secret DNA test I had done helped confirm it for me and put my mind at ease.

“I don’t know, I’ll see,” I said as I prepared to leave.

She looked like she wanted to say something but she knew it would be in her best interest if she didn’t. I didn’t have time for none of that whining or complaining shit. She wasn’t my bitch so coming home to her wasn’t an obligation or shit I had to do.

I headed out to meet Casino at my favorite place, Kisses. I didn’t give a damn if it was a Wednesday and in the middle of the afternoon, it was something about them bitches in the club shaking their asses that got to me. I guess you could say that I was a regular in the club. When I pulled up, I spotted Casino’s car and was surprised that he had beat me there because he was never on time anywhere.

When I walked in, I spotted him by the bar all up in Bambi’s face. Whatever he was saying to her must have been some good shit because he had her evil ass smiling from ear to ear.

“What y’all talking about?” I asked as I walked up.

Bambi rolled her eyes and walked away. That bitch was bad as fuck but her attitude was horrible as fuck, which made her ugly as hell to me.

“What up?” Casino said as he gave me some dap.

“I don’t know, nigga. You tell me. You been a hard man to track down lately,” I told him as I took a seat at the bar.

“The money don’t slow down so I can’t either. You know how that shit go, man,” he said.

“Oh, is that what it is?” I asked with a raised eyebrow. “Because I was thinking it was something different.”

“Yea? Well, let me on,” he said.

“Shit, since Canaan has been home, it’s been fuck me. I don’t know if I should be feeling snubbed or what. I mean, you already gave the nigga my position so I’m starting to wonder what’s next,” I told him straight up.

I was far from a dumb nigga. I knew the minute Canaan walked through the doors of the warehouse that me and him were going to have some problems. Never in a million years did I think that my position would be snatched right from up under me by a nigga who ain’t been here to put no work in. I don’t give a damn about how many years he did in the pen.

“What’s next, huh?” Casino chuckled. “Look, Ken, why you tripping? I already told you that you were good. If I wanted you out, you would’ve been gone that day. I also said not to have any hard feelings because if it weren’t for Canaan, none of us would be having a position to be feeling some type of way to be over. To be honest with you, I should be
his
right-hand man and you should be a damn lieutenant, if you wanna be real about the shit.”

I shook my head because now this nigga was straight talking out the side of his neck. He had me fucked up. “Since we being real about shit, I feel like he should have started from the bottom and put in work like all the rest of us. I’ve put in too much work for him to come in and replace me and he ain’t even did shit. I understand that’s your brother and all that good shit, but you made that decision based off of your emotions, not no logical thinking,” I said, trying to keep calm.

“Forget it, nigga. What’s done is done and I’m not changing it again. You can either deal with it or not. The choice is yours,” he said as he got up.

I sat there biting my lip to help keep myself calm. It seemed as if Casino was basically saying fuck everything and all the work we had put in with each other. It was cool, though. He was going to see sooner or later that his brother wasn’t the nigga that he thought he was.