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ugh, I don't know who side to stand on when it comes to Nami and Aaron. I feel like this kid will bring an even bigger wedge between Aaron and his marriage and cause more conflict, especially if he's not willing to be apart of his kid's life, which is sad. But, it wouldn't be fair for Nami to raise it on her own either. ugh, Jesus fix it! What is the coincidence that they're all at the same restaurant!?!

Another child outside of Aaron’s marriage is definitely a big problem. This could possibly have an affect on his divorce proceedings. If and when Gabby finds out who knows how she’ll respond. I’m gonna play devil’s advocate and say did they have a prenup? You know and I both know she’s an intelligent woman and  I would hope she wouldn’t let Aaron do her like that. But, 

Aaron deserves all the bullshit coming his way. If he had priorities straight from jump he wouldn’t be in this predicament. Regardless of the circumstances he should definitely step up and be a man for his child. The child is innocent in all of this there is no reason why she should suffer from this. He should, but that doesn’t mean he will though. 

Dutch did say Lotus Blue was her favorite Chinese spot. Thanks for the feedback! Much appreciated. 

I love Gabby's personality. She has a tough skin and she has her priorities straight unlike Aaron. I feel bad for her though. She's a strong woman and I feel like Aaron took advantage of that in some aspects. Like, he probably thought she would brush it and move on as no big deal. If I'm going to keep it a 100, Nami and Dutch both wrong. Even before Dutch found out about Nami, she was messing around with Nas at his crib. Two wrongs don't make a right but hey, I just thought I point that out.

I’m glad you love Gabby’s personality, I often have a difficult time with writing from her POV. The fact that you enjoy her really means something to me, thank you. Gabby’s strong, don’t feel sorry for her she got this. Aaron definitely did underestimate Gabby and took her for granted for the last time. Moving forward she’s worried about herself, her children and her company. 

Yes, you’re correct Dutch and Nami are both wrong, no doubt about that. For Nami step out her relationship is wrong, but a year out of three years you’ve been in a relationship is straight disrespectful. Nami is on a whole nother level with her bullshit at this point. Dutch wasn’t right either and that will definitely be addressed. Nasir and Dutch both have a lot of explaining to do.

Thank you love, this feedback in particular is helping me with where I’m taking the next two chapters. You gave me something and I’m not sure what it is, but I plan to figure it out. Thanks again.

Ch. 6 | She Knows

Aaron

Attorney’s Office

10 a.m.

“This is really what you want Gabz?” I asked looking between her and her attorney taking time to carefully examine her features, Tori is a spitting image of her. When she first brought divorce to the table I can’t lie and say that it didn’t catch me off guard. I mean yeah we fight, we argue, hell we’ve even been separated, but divorce was never something I considered.

Gabby is my one and only love, with all the women I’ve fucked with over the years none could hold a flame to her. I hate to admit it, but she’ll always have my heart. For as long as I can remember she’s always been all I had and the only one to show me what love really is, but I never could reciprocate the feelings like I should have. I always manage to drop the ball somehow.

“I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t,” she shrugged nonchalantly, but her eyes said something else. I’ve never seen her look or act so coldly towards me. This is a new woman sitting before me and it doesn’t sit well with me.

“Fine,” I said shifting in my seat to look at my attorney. I’ve never been a fan of any type of legal battles with my line of work I can afford it. The last thing I need is to have any man of the law snooping through my finances or asking too many questions, Gabby and I both know that well.

“Give her whatever she wants,” I waved to my attorney making him look at me like I had grown another head.

“Are you sure about this? You haven’t even heard the terms she’s offering and you're agreeing to it!” he barked turning tomato red in the face.

I smirked at him and turned my attention to Gabby, “What do you want baby?”

She scoffed and rolled her eyes making me smile internally, if I know Gabby like I think I do she’ll be rational about the situation.

“I personally don’t want or need shit from you, we can split all our assets evenly if need be. As far as the kids we’ve been co-parenting so I don’t see why that can’t continue. As far as the house you can do with it what you want Trey, Tori and I are moving into a smaller condo. We don’t need too much extra space,” she said curtly as if she had rehearsed her terms many times over.

“So you’re telling me you don’t want anything, no spousal support, no child support, nothing?” My attorney asked truly in disbelief. I guess he’s never dealt with a woman like Gabby before. Shit I’ve never dealt with a woman like Gabby before, one that’s never depended on or needed me for anything.

“That’s what the fuck I said right!” she growled. Seeing her so agitated had me ready to bend her over this thick oak table and make her forget all about this divorce nonsense she’s talking. She’s well aware that she’ll always be mine regardless of what some fucking paperwork says.

“Aaron knows where his responsibilities lie, I don’t have to tell him how to step up and be a man for his children. As far as myself I’ve always been a go-getter the last thing I want is to be supported by his ass like I’m his child.

I don’t need nor want any paper trail that leads back to his bank account. I’ve always been able to support and provide for myself, ain’t shit changed, but the weather,” she said flipping her curls over her shoulder making me smile.

My wife really is a one of a kind woman and somehow my dumbass managed to let her slip through my fingers for good and the more this divorce talk swirls around the room the more I’m beginning to regret my choices.

“You just worry about the necessary paperwork and call my attorney when you’ve met my conditions,” she said to my attorney as she rose from the brown swivel chair she was sitting in and began to head to the door.

I ignored whatever my attorney was telling me as I sprinted from my chair to catch her before she could reach the elevator.

“Gabz!” I yelled as she continued to ignore me and frantically push the down button at the same time.

I had to smile to myself as I jogged up behind her as composed as she would like to appear she’s nervous as hell, but I can’t lie she damn sure has a great poker face.

“Baby why you doing all this?” I said softly while wrapping my arms around her waist from behind and resting my chin on her left shoulder. I made sure my manhood rested right on her thick ass, I missed the feeling of having her so close.

She tried to wiggle away, but I only tightened my grip making her let out an exasperated sigh and eventually gave up.

“Aaron let’s be honest here you haven’t been a loyal or faithful husband in quite sometime. I’m sick of being the one who always gets the short end of the stick in this marriage. You go out doing God knows what, with God knows who while I sit at home with our children playing house waiting for your black ass to come home.

I’m mentally, physically and emotionally drained. I can’t, no I refuse to be your doormat any longer. I’ve been with you too long and I’ve put up with a lot, but enough is enough A. I just can’t,” she said flatly letting out a sigh and it ate at me.

Gabby is my rock; my everything.  She’s always had the ability to keep me stable no matter what the circumstance, how could I be so blind to my actions.

“You know what Trey asked me the other day?” she chuckled dryly while I shook my head no on her shoulder as we watched the elevator come and go.

“Are you and daddy still together because you don’t seem happy anymore mommy?” she said and that hurt me more than anything. My son has always been intuitive even from a very young age. So the fact that he’s picking up on my bullshit was like a punch to the gut. I’m really fucking up.

“My baby is only 4 and he can see that I’m not happy which makes me question why you, a grown ass man can’t see that I’m not happy and I haven’t been for sometime. Yes my business and my children mean the world to me, but I’m missing something and I can’t say I know what it is,” she said truthfully.

“So us getting a divorce is going to help you figure it out!” I said raising my voice. I was starting to get heated; she’s ready to just throw everything we built away. Just toss it out the window.

“What if this isn’t what I want! I love you Gabrielle and I’m still very much in love with you. I’m a dog, an ain’t shit dog. But I’m willing to fight for you and my kids if need be. How can I make this right baby just tell me what you need me to do,” I said almost on the verge of tears.

I felt my phone annoyingly vibrating in my pocket, but whoever was blowing me up would have to wait for once I’m finally putting my priorities into perspective.

“Aaron baby,” she said finally turning around and gracing me with her beautiful face, she took some time staring at my face and using her thumb to stroke my bottom lip.

 “I can’t tell you what to do to make this right because I don’t think you can. Deep down part of me really does want our marriage to work and weather this storm, but I’m tired of being the only one putting up a fight to do so. Right now I need to focus on me and the kids because you’ve been focused on you for quite sometime,” she said dropping her hand and sighing.

 Before either one of us could register what was happening my lips crashed into hers. I needed her to understand me and I couldn’t think of any other way to express myself. When I felt her body relax into mine, sighing against my lips I knew that this was what she needed too. I kissed her how a husband is supposed to kiss his wife with love, passion and admiration. She’s my woman, my love, my wife and I’ll be damned if I just let her go.

 “Gabz I promise you this and I put this on my Grammy’s grave and my kid’s little heads, I’m going to get us right again and you’re never going to have to question your trust or love for me ever again. I fucked up bad and I’m sorry, I really am,” I said pulling back from her lips now plump and swollen.

 She studied my face trying to gauge the truthfulness of my statement and simply nodded her head while detaching my warm body from hers. I instantly felt cold and empty, I’m not used to feeling alone, as I watched her turn and head for the stairs instead of waiting for the elevator to come back up.

 It’s finally dawning on me; I’m losing my wife. The annoying buzzing of my phone broke me from my trance. Gabby had been gone for a minute, but I was still staring at the staircase as if she’d walk back through it.

 From Nami:

            We need to talk ASAP. Meet me at Lotus Blue for lunch.

I instantly felt like shit while reading the text. A sudden foul taste washed through my mouth. This needs to end today if I really want to make things right with Gabby and my family I can’t have any loose ends. Nami is just that a loose end that needs to be cut. I don't need the stress.

Dutchess

Nasir’s House

11 a.m.

“Noooo,” Nas whined and I couldn’t help but giggle at his cuteness.  I was hoping that last night’s little sexcapades wouldn’t make our interactions awkward, but he’s acting as if it never happened. Thank God.

 He woke up extra early and made all of my favorites, crispy smoked bacon, extra fluffy scrambled eggs and chocolate chip  pancakes topped with a scoop of his homemade chocolate ice cream, I swear he makes me never want to leave. Even though I really want to sulk in bed all day, his delicious breakfast made my morning way better than it could have been.

“Just stay in bed with me all day we can watch that lame ass show you love and pig out on food all day,” he said as he nuzzled he face into my neck and threw his arm over my torso pulling my body closer to his without hurting me.

“First of all The Golden Girls are far from lame, they’re shade connoisseurs take notes youngin’,” I said while poking his side making him fight the urge to laugh. How he wanna be a thug, but he’s ticklish?

“Second of all I need answers Nas, if Nami is pregnant then everything changes,” I said dropping my voice making his bring his face from the crook of my neck to look at me. His eyes read pity and it made me drop my eyes from his intense glare. I really didn’t want his pity or anyone else’s for that matter.

“Baby I’m here for you and I’ll be here for you in anyway possible. I got you,” he said using his thumb to graze my cheek making me smile bright at the small gesture.

“There’s my girl,” he said mirroring my smile before pecking my lips, well what started out as peck but quickly escalated into something more heavy. I’m not sure how I’m supposed to feel about him kissing me, but I don’t think I want him to stop.

“Mmm,” I moaned pulling away before things could go any further, still smiling.

“You like that?” he smiled. I could only nod and blush at how attractive he was being. Over the past few weeks I’ve been seeing him in a new light, I’ve honestly never been attracted to Nas. Probably because we’ve always been strictly friends he respected that I was with Nami and I respected that he had hoes.

The sultry, huskiness in his voice had the wetness between my legs starting to pool making me clench my thighs, which he took notice to. I had no idea he could have this type of effect on me.

“You’re something else you know that?” he chuckled and shook his head before plopping his head back onto the pillow.

I couldn’t stop myself from running my finger along his jawline it had to be my favorite feature of his. It’s perfect; so masculine. I find myself finding any excuse to touch him nowadays, not like he minds.

“I think I’m gonna link with A today,” he blurted out.

“Why? You want work, I can make some calls if you need me to,” I told him, halting my finger along his jawline.

“Nah bae, something about him and Nami don’t sit right with me. I feel like they’re both hiding something and if he’s really my mans than he should be able to keep it 100.”

I’m starting to see clearly that Nami isn’t shit, but Aaron? We’ve been thick as thieves for years what could he possibly have to hid from me? I’ve always held him down and looked out for him. Hell, I was one of Gabby’s bridesmaids when they got married and I was there when both Trey and Tori were born.

They’ve been the closest things to family I’ve had in years so to think that he’s hiding something from me genuinely bothers me.

All I could do was nod my head at what he said simply because my mind was once again all over the place. Something about isn’t adding up and I need the solution to all of this.

 “I want to do something special for dinner, you think you could make it home early tonight bae?” he said completely changing the topic.

I had completely forgot that I have a lunch date with Beau, Nas mentioned it to me this morning over breakfast and it completely slipped my mind. My thoughts have been so consumed with Nami that I forgot about my lunch “date”.

“Yeah Nas, I don’t see why not. You want to tell me what you have planned?” I said cheesing at the thought of a surprise. He always seem to have something up his sleeve these days.

“Stop smiling so hard, your face is gonna get stuck like that,” he busted out laughing as I mugged him.

“Nah, but I will tell you dinner will be hands on tonight and very messy,” he said wiping a nonexistent tear from his eye.

“Messy? Will I need a bib?” I said jokingly.

“Yeah actually you will.”

Before I could open my mouth to say anything more or protest he cut me off, “Come on let’s get you dressed so you can hurry home.”

One thing about Nas is he keeps me smiling and laughing when I really want to sit in a corner and cry. It’s refreshing. 

"Home" never sounded so good before.

Beau

Lotus Blue

2:15 p.m.

“I’ll have the shrimp and pineapple fried rice, no peanuts I’m allergic,” she told the waiter handing him her menu. Making a mental note of her aversion to peanuts.

“I’ll have the same with flank steak instead of shrimp,” I told him before he walked off to put in our order.

/“How’d you know that Lotus Blue was my favorite Chinese spot?” she smiled while tilting her head to the side revealing a deep set of dimples that I instantly fell in love with. I couldn’t help biting my lip at the sight of her. She’s gorgeous, why wouldn’t I?

“Obviously you’re a woman of great taste because Lotus Blue is one of the best Chinese spots in the city and one of my favorites as well,” I told her in between sipping my water with a lemon slice floating on top. I swear this restaurant does the most with this bougie shit.

“I’m glad you agreed to meet me today. After last night’s debacle I was apprehensive about seeing you today,” I told her honestly.

She instantly waved me off, “I’ve always been a pretty good judge of character and you don’t seem like the type to cause someone harm intentionally.”

I instantly started to cheese at how forthcoming she was being. I’m glad we’re finally making some progress.

“So how has the recovery process been so far?” I asked genuinely concerned an intrigued.

“I have my days, some better than other. My doctor is saying that my ribs are healing exceptionally well and I should have my casts off both legs in a few weeks although I won’t be walking yet. I’m glad though my legs itch so badly with these things on,” she said while pointing to her legs.

“I’ll still be in my wheel chair until my legs get acclimated to walking again, but aside from that I’m just happy that it hasn’t been too strenuous. I try not to think about that night it hurts that I can’t remember what happened,” she said looking away making eye contact with the waiter bringing our food.

I didn’t want to bring up anything that would upset her. Everything seemed to be going well, I really just want to get to know her and get used to her having me around because honestly I don’t plan on going anywhere.

Over the next hour we talked about everything under the sun and enjoyed some good laughs. Hearing her laugh and be herself so freely showed me another side to her, one that I really enjoy. Dutch really is a cool ass woman and a goofball, I can’t say I don’t enjoy her company.

After she filled me in on part of the situation with her “girlfriend” I can’t fathom why someone would cheat on her. She truthfully is a good person and I could already tell she’s loyal. Why someone says they love her would shit on her like that  is beyond me.

Everything about her exuded sexy, 

the way her heavy Brooklyn accent flowed,

those deep set dimples,

the wrinkle on top of her nose when she was deep in thought, I noticed any and everything about Dutch. I have yet to find a flaw. 

“I should bring Nas something to eat,” she said to herself, but it came out louder then she anticipated. I instantly tensed at his name being said. There's her flaw, that nigga. It’s not that I don’t like him, but it’s not like I like him either.

“Is he your man?” I asked curiously, I honestly wanted to know where they stood. Not that I cared to be honest because once everything is said and done Dutch was going to be Dutchess Wade so that nigga can go somewhere. Once we get together he'll be nothing, but a distant memory.

“No, he’s not. But he is someone who has a very special place in my heart,” she stated flatly while looking over the menu for something to get him.

“THE FUCK YOU MEAN GET RID OF IT? I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU! WE MADE THIS BABY TOGETHER, THIS IS OUR BABY AND I’M KEEPING IT!” I heard a familiar voice screeching from behind me. It was too familiar, but I couldn’t put my finger on whom it belonged too.

Before I could process the voice, Dutch was rolling herself in the direction of the commotion that had everyone in the restaurants attention.

  Nami

Lotus Blue

3:25 p.m.

It was like a Mexican standoff between Aaron and I. He frantically looked between my face and the sonogram of our daughter. Even though she’s only 15 weeks old due to her body position my doctor could easily see her sex.

Aaron and I have been messing around for one year out of the three years that Dutch and I have been together. I know I’m selfish and sleazy for cheating on Dutch with A, but so the fuck what I want my cake and to eat it too. I honestly fell in love with them both and if I had it my way I’d have both of them. I watched his every move and all of the emotions written on his face.

“So, you aren’t going to say anything,” I said picking over the food on my plate. This pregnancy has my appetite fluctuating. One minute I’m puking up my guts the next I’m ready to eat like a 500 lb. man at a eating contest.

“You can’t keep it,” he blurted out almost making me choke on the noodles I was eating.

“Come again? Cause obviously I didn’t hear you,” I said to him pushing my plate aside giving him my undivided attention. Obviously this nigga got me fucked up if I heard him correctly.

“I said you can’t keep it. I’m trying to get shit right with my wife and kids, you know keep my family together and here you come with this baby shit. I can pay for the abortion if you want, but I don’t want anything to do with this baby shit you talkin’,” he spat coldly. The man I fell in love with has completely flipped the script and  is telling me to kill our child as if what we had was nothing to him.

I couldn’t help, but cackle at the utter bullshit that flowed from his mouth. No just a regular cackle no, no an ugly ass Eartha Kitt sinister cackle.

“Nigga fuck that bitch! You wasn’t thinkin’ bout her when you was nuttin’ deep all up in my shit, now all of a sudden you care about “her and your kids” I said using air quotes matching his tone.

“You know how many times we were raw dawgin’ it? Were you thinking about your family then?”

“Watch your mouth,” he warned and chuckled dryly.

“No, nigga you watch your mouth, I’m having our daughter and that’s that. You got some nerve telling me to get rid of her when you damn near fucked up everything being with me. Now all of a sudden you expect me to just throw it all away? Believe it or not I cared about you, shit I loved you.

Just like you I put up everything to be with you, do you have any idea how crushed Dutch is going to be when she finds out about us? How we both went behind he back and shitted on everything she’s ever done for us?” I growled at him while I watched him sigh and run his hand down his face. I knew I struck a nerve bringing up Dutch.

Dutch brought both of us in and helped us make more bread than either one of us would ever see working a regular 9 to 5. Being that Aaron knew Dutch way longer than me I know for a fact that when she finds out she’s definitely going to cut him off and leave him for dead.

“Like I said Nami you need to get rid of it! I’m not dealing with you or that fuck ass baby you carrying,” he barked while pointing to my stomach, “I don’t need the stress you bring or another baby!”

“THE FUCK YOU MEAN GET RID OF IT? I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU! WE MADE THIS BABY TOGETHER, THIS IS OUR BABY AND I’M KEEPING IT!” I yelled while slamming my palm down on the table, not giving a fuck who heard us or who turned around to see. I’m sick of playing this little game with him.

“Y’ALL NOSEY MUTHAFUCKAS NEED TO MIND YOUR OWN FUCKING BUSINESS!” I barked at the few patrons who turned around to see what was going on at our table.

“Aaron I’m having our baby and that’s that. I ruined everything being with you and I’ll be damned if it was all for nothing. Whether you’re seeing it or not our baby is a blessing and she’s going to need her daddy so get your shit together and man up.”

I heard a slow clapping coming from behind me and I looked up at Aaron’s face and he looked as if he saw a ghost. His coco brown skin now flushed to an ash brown, his eyes wide as saucers. I instantly turned around ready to snap on whomever had his attention, but my face soon mirrored his.

Damn I didn’t mean for her to find out like this, but at least she knows. Right?

I didn't even know you had updated! Now, this A that they speak of, it's not Aaron right?! please, let it not be him, omfg. I'm panicking right now. If it's Aaron, that looks so bad on his part. He got a wife and kids and these supposed to be his homies and he doing something foul like getting another girl pregnant, I can't take it. Nami been fucked up since day one.

A...you mean this brotha right chea,

Yes chile, he's the pappy. He just seems to be digging himself deeper and deeper in to a whole that he may not be able to get himself out of. How they both managed to fuck up what they had is yet to come, but for the sake of Gabby, Dutch and his kids I hope that it can all be sorted out...peacefully. Thanks for the feedback love!

Damn... Pity isn't what Dutch wants but I feel for her. Aaron and Nami really ain't shit. I agree, it wasn't Cheri's place to tell her, but with Nami not coming around and basically dropping Dutch she should have told her. Ooo Nas gettin somewhere but i hope it just wasn't because she was out of it. That'll confuse Nas. Great chapter! :)

Aaron and Nami were and continue to play a dirty game. It was only a matter of time before somebody got hurt, it sucks that it had to be the innocent party in the mix. I guess Cheri felt like she was doing the right thing, but I agree especially since Nami is now pregnant. That alone completely took the situation to another level She could have at least dropped Dutch a hint or some clues, shit some Scooby snacks! Something to let her know that something is up.

Nas and Dutch are.....yeah lol. Thanks love!

Beau

Cheri’s House

8:14 p.m.

I’ve never had someone look at me with so much hatred and malice before until I met this man who I now know to be Nasir. And it’s crazy because it’s misguided hatred; I wasn’t the one driving the car nor was I the one to give Riley the alcohol. He’s ready to go...

Nicole Beharie and actor Orlando Jones attend Entertainment Weekly’s Annual Comic-Con Celebration at Float at Hard Rock Hotel San Diego on July 26, 2014

Nicole and Naturi at TCA party 2014

If August ever give me that look, we fucking right then and there. 

   He could just breathe and I’d cream my pants. 

I Freaking love this video ♥♥♥

Rihanna and Justin Combs dancing to “Drunk In Love”

On my way..

Nicole Beharie -ESSENCE Festival Day Party 2014

Nicole Beharie is a goddess

Nicole Beharie photographed by Coty Tarr (2014)

Ch. 5 Pt. 2 | Damn, It's Like That?

Beau

Cheri’s House

8:14 p.m.

I’ve never had someone look at me with so much hatred and malice before until I met this man who I now know to be Nasir. And it’s crazy because it’s misguided hatred; I wasn’t the one driving the car nor was I the one to give Riley the alcohol. He’s ready to go to war with the wrong one.

 I watched his every move, mannerism and gesture, as he got ready to charge at me. This nigga got me fucked up, I didn’t earn my Golden Gloves and spend countless hours training to get my ass whooped by some cornball ass nigga. He thought he was big jumping me at the hospital, but fuck it we can get even now.

 Before either of us could swing I heard her voice firmly speak up,

“Yo I swear to God if either one of y’all swing I’m bodying both of y’all and ya mans too,” she said coldly and calmly making everybody stop dead in their tracks.She had our undivided attention and she didn’t have to raise her voice or make a scene to get it.

 Hearing her thick Brooklyn accent flow effortlessly along with the bass added in her voice had me ready to get her up out that chair.

A woman that isn’t afraid to speak up when need be is sexy and by the look radiating in eyes she knew the power she had.

“You have no plausible reason to want to scrap with him other than being in your feelings?” she looked at him with a raised eyebrow. I analyzed her every move and mentally stored away everything she said.

“You serious right na?!” Nas growled at her.

He was literally fuming, “This nigga took so much from you, from everyone around you and I’m not bout to have him up in my house, eating my shit up and his mans damn sure ain’t bout to be fucking with my sister,” he spat.

 She stared at him for a good two minutes before she did the last thing any of us expected her to do. She laughed, laughed right in his face. She laughed so hard her side hurt and tears came to her eyes.

“Fuck is so funny Dutch!” he said genuinely upset I could even see a hit on the hurt written on his face.

She wiped her eyes, “You, because clearly you have lost your cotton picking ass mind if you think you’re gonna stand here and tell me what has been taken from me,” she growled.

“You damn right something was taken from me, but he wasn’t necessarily the one who took it. You’re stupid ass can’t even get the full story because you’re so blinded by anger that you can’t even see who’s really at fault,” she giving Riley her full attention.

 Her glare was so intense he immediately dropped his eyes from contact. He looked like a scared child being put on trial. Unfortunately for him, Dutchess was the only judge and jury for his case.

“I’m well aware of what was taken from me and no mothafucka in this room can tell me otherwise. I need to know why it was taken and there are only two people in this room that can give me those answers. I’ll be damned if you lose your black ass mind and end up doing something stupid, yet” she added with a beautiful, mischievous smile. Her filthy mouth turned me on; baby girl could cuss like a sailor and still be sexy.

 “Do you know what it’s like to have the one you love act like you don’t exist?!” she continued her rant.

 “Huh?! Got mothafuckas looking at me like I’m a fucking leper or some cripple! Gotta fucking rely on you to do simple shit for me like wash my ass?! Do you have any idea how fucking embarrassing that shit is?

Never in my life have I ever needed to rely on anything or anyone and now look at me!” she barked dejected and hurt.

“Now get your shit together AK and Autumn are going to be here any minute, I don’t need both of y’all acting like y’all have no sense,” she said somewhat dismissing him. He looked at her like she was crazy.

 He wanted to fuck her up so bad, I could see it, she could see it, but what I didn’t see was fear. His body language was telling us that he wanted to rip her apart piece-by-piece by her eyes read “Nigga please try it”. She wasn’t backing down from his hard stare.

 “Whateva man,” he huffed out salty as fuck and went into another room slamming the door shut. So hard that the doorframe rattled making Cheri jump.

 I watched her let out a deep breath, probably one she had been holding for sometime. She looked down before raising her head and shot me a beautiful apologetic smile.

 I was taken back by everything that transpired and this woman before me, I never expected her to hold me down and fully understand that I wasn’t responsible for putting the wheelchair, but seeing her genuinely smile meant everything to me. I couldn’t ask for more.

 She didn’t have to say anything more to me because I knew from then that she somewhat understood my position. I couldn’t help but return my own toothy grin.

 “I’m gonna go check on him, Dutch you okay out here for a sec?” Cheri asked flustered as she walked towards his room. I feel like shit for ruining her dinner before it even got started.

 “Yeah, I’ll be fine” she said never taking her eyes off Riley.

 Since we got here for some reason she hasn’t taken her eyes off him. It’s like she instantly knew he was the driver and once it was confirmed she locked on to her target. He was prey and she was prepared to feed. It was a little unsettling.

 She studied his movements and seemed to enjoy watching him falter under her microscope. 

“So how’s the recovery process?” Jay asked Dutchess trying to make small talk to lighten the mood.

 “I’m curious what were you drinking that night?” she kept her focus on Riley completely disregarding Jay’s question and his presence.

 “Damn, coldblooded," I heard him mumble and I shook my head, chuckling. Dutchess has made it very clear that she had no problems holding her own.

 “151 and Henny,” Riley said bluntly, coldly even. I could tell all the attention on him had him edge. He had a bad habit of getting out of pocket and saying slick shit, but I can tell he’s met his match with Dutch.

 She solemnly nodded her head letting what he said register in her mind. She wanted answers and I can tell we’re not leaving until she gets them.

 “Was it worth it?” she asked Riley.

 He scrunched up his face perplexed, “What?”

“You ruined my fucking life you little piece of shit! You damn near took everything from me, but couldn’t take my life! You’re selfish as fuck and karma is a bitch. Not only did you put my life in the crosshairs of death, but you put two other lives in danger being a bitch,” she barked at him only for him to cower away.

“I honestly hope and pray to God that you get everything coming to your punk ass because I don’t believe that you genuinely had a reason to be so careless with our lives,” she pointed to herself and me.

 “I think that you’re selfish, narcissistic asshole who needs to learn the value of life and it’s true meaning because you’re a lost soul.

 So when I asked you if it was worth it? And you had that dumb ass look on your face you gave me all the confirmation I needed. I hope you rot,” she said harshly and blunt shocking us all.

Before he could respond she rolled herself into the kitchen leaving us to consume her words and commit them to memory. 

 Dutch

At the dinner table

9:00 p.m.

By the time AK, Autumn and Cheri’s homegirl, Lauryn arrived Nas dragged his sorry out his room, but he has yet to look my way or address me and to be honest I’m glad he hasn’t I don’t have the time or energy to put up with his piss ass attitude. I completely understand the concern he’s feeling. Shit I’m scared too.

Riley excused himself after I ripped him a new asshole, he called himself a cab and dipped out before we even had a chance to say grace. But I can guarantee we’ll cross paths again.

 What if he has no plausible explanation though? What if he was just driving drunk for the thrill and I just happened to get hit because of his careless and self-centered nature?

 “Ayo Dutch you heard me?” I heard AK ask me snapping me from my thoughts.

 “Nah I didn’t actually, wassup?” I said nodding my head at Nas indicating that he had put enough food on my plate and I was good. As much as I can’t stand him he did his thing with these oxtails, would have thought his country bumpkin ass was West Indian or some shit. 

“I asked if you seen Nami lately?” he asked curiously and my body tensed up. Just hearing her name brought butterflies to my stomach and my head began to swirl. And effect only she seemed to have.

“Nope, she was over earlier this week to drop off some clothes and hygiene supplies, but other than that no. She said that Aaron has been asking her to make runs at crazy hours so she hasn’t really had much time for herself,” I said as I spooned some rice into my mouth.

I heard Cheri’s friend scoff before shoveling an oxtail in her mouth, “Lauryn, right?” I said catching onto her shady antics.

 “Yeah,” she said plastering a fake ass smile on her face.

 “You seem like you have something to say or have a lot on your mind, do you know Nami?” I asked giving her my full attention. I could feel Nas’ stare damn near burning a hole into the side of my face.

 Beau and Jay look confused as hell. Cheri on the other hand she looked pissed, like her friend spilled the beans and shit was about to hit the fan.

“Nah I don’t know her personally, but I met her when she came into the hospital two weeks ago,” she said matter of factly. She knew she hit a nerve.

Why would she be in the hospital, is she okay? Did something happen? My mind was on a thousand, Nami wouldn’t keep something like that from me, but it seems like I don’t know her anymore.

“Hospital? Why would she be there?” I said trying to down play my curiosity.

“Lauryn can I uh, talk to you in the kitchen real quick?” Cheri interjected before she could respond. I could tell whatever it was Cheri knew and had known for two weeks now.

“Nah fuck that one of y’all better start fucking talking I know that much,” I threatened as I threw my napkin on my plate. My appetite now gone.

 Cheri looked at me with eyes full of pity and regret. Lauryn just looked confused and spaced out.

 “She came in for a pregnancy test. She should be about…14 weeks now,” Lauryn said as she counted the weeks on her fingers making sure she was accurate.

 That shit literally took all the wind out of my sail. Pregnant? Nah it can’t be, not my baby. Having a baby? Damn, it’s like that?

 “Dutch….Dutch…DUTCHESS!” Cheri said snapping her fingers in my face.

“Don’t say nothing to me,” I barked at her.

 My face instantly became to sour, when I realized she knew all this time and had me looking like a fucking fool. “You knew didn’t you?”

 She sighed and nodded her head, “Fuck you Cheri, that’s messed up all this time you knew she was playing me, but you just let me go looking for love in the wrong fucking places. That’s foul son.”

“Dutch I don’t think now is the time to discuss this, I really didn’t want you to find out this way. I wanted Nami to be the one to tell you her dirty secret. It wasn’t my place or anyone else’s for that matter,” she pleaded looking around at everyone at the table mugging Lauryn.

"I didn't want to be the one to hurt you."

When I looked around everyone’s face read concern. But fuck that I don’t need their concern. As right as she was forgiveness wasn’t something I could give her.

 “Yeah, well you succeeded. Like I said, Fuck you Cheri,” I coldly spat before rolling myself away from the table my mind full of emotions and my chest tight from the pain I felt

Nasir

10:45 p.m.

I can’t front both those niggas Beau and Jay ain’t too bad, I admit it I prejudged them.

 But their mans though once I see him it’s on sight. Now that they both clarified what happened and the fact that Beau just happened to be in the wrong car at the wrong time I kinda feel like shit for jumping the nigga.

“Damn son, Cheri dropped a bomb my nigga,” AK said taking a long drag from the blunt. After those niggas and Cheri’s bumb ass friend left we decided to roll up. Autumn caught the itis and fell asleep in the room Cheri’s room.

 She felt like shit keeping that secret so she decided to go spend a night at her nigga house for the night. Talkin’ bout she can’t face Dutch, but she could face her when she knew that foul ass secret. Fuck outta hea’ man.

 “I know nigga and something is telling me that it’s that nigga A’s baby,” I said taking the blunt from him and letting all of the interactions between A and Nami replay in my mind.

 I knew the nigga was foul, but I also know he got a wife and kids at home. I never thought he would get himself caught up like that. I also know in my heart that Nami is a trick ass bitch, but I put my feelings to the side for Dutch’s sake.

 All bets are off na.

 Dutch has always looked out for him and held him down; they have literally made millions together over the years. Why fuck up your business relations and money over some pussy?

 This shit is low and dumb even for his greedy ass. I know Dutch is going to get money regardless because she’s been in the business longer and has more connects. Why cut off the hand that helps feed you and your family?

 “Why you say that son?” AK asked sparking up another blunt, I chuckled because we haven’t even finished the one in rotation.

 “About a month ago, just after the accident we were at Dutch’s crib Nami ran out saying she had to make a run, but it didn’t make sense. Your girl just got in car accident and is hella fucked up yet you’re finding a way to make runs instead of being by her side?” I stated as I went through my mental rolodex.

“Yeah my nigga, but that don’t mean it’s A’s though?”

“But check it that night I brought Dutch to the crib on our way to the car I pepped Nami hopping out of a black truck, Aaron’s truck. When I honked the horn at her she was shook. Ain’t nobody out at those hours unless they hoein’ or partyin’,” I told him and he threw his head back laughing.

“You a fool man, but yo I’m about to go carry Autumn’s greedy ass home, but we should link up with that nigga A and get his side of the story,” he said and I nodded my head.

“Iigh bet, but if the nigga gets outta pocket I’m hooking his shit,” I told him with no remorse him heart.

 If it is his baby than he’s flaw as fuck and I have no business breaking bread with a greasy nigga like dat.

 __

“Bae?” I said cautiously walking into my room.

After our blow up earlier and then the bomb dropped on her I was a little uneasy going into the situation.

 When she didn’t respond I peeped her sitting in her chair staring out at the city below, spaced out. She looked so defeated when my eyes met hers, my heart damn near shattered into a billion pieces. She looked worn and disheveled.

 Her beautiful brown skin stained with dry tears,

 Her nose rosy red,

 Those light brown orbs that I’ve grown to love staring into, normally so full of life are now dull, dark and lifeless. They looked like dark empty pits void and incapable of feeling and it scared me.

“Hey, “ she said weakly before dropping her head in shame.

I was by her side in an instant; I didn’t care about our blow up earlier or Nami’s foul ass. She couldn't handle a woman like Dutch anyway. My baby needed me and that’s all that matters at this point.

 I didn’t know what to say or what I could do to pacify the situation because there was no way that I could possibly rectify it at this point. The damage was already done.

“Baby you wanna take a bath? The cuddle up for some good sleep,” I asked as I stroked her cheek with my thumb.

 She swiftly nodded her head never bringing her eyes up to meet mine; I scooped her up and held her close. The connection was what she needed because her body instantly melted into mine nuzzling her face into my neck.

 I sat her in her chair; we kept a chair in the tub just to make her shower process easier. I even had my plumber come by and install a special shower head just for her to make sure she was as comfortable as possible.

 I helped her slip out her clothes and tossed them somewhere in the bathroom. I lifted her so she could ease out of her thong before gingerly sitting her back down.

“Your ribs are healing nicely,” I commented as I carefully removed the bandage from around her torso examining the skin before lightly kissing the area making her jump then sigh.

She just nodded her head not bothering to look at me as she toyed with her fingernails, something she did when nervous.

I put on Pandora to lighten the mood a bit, I could tell that her mind was going into overdrive right na and I just wanted to soothe her in an any way.

I wet her body from her head down and her body instantly began to relax as she let out a ragged sigh.

I massaged shampoo into her scalp taking my time to really let my fingers go to work. I wanted to tonight to really be about her and put her body at ease. If I could absorb any of her pain or heartache I’d gladly take it.

“You want to talk about it?” I cautiously asked her.

“Not yet, I haven’t processed it all myself. I don’t know how I’m supposed to feel about it,” she said finally making eye contact. I could see the torment in her eyes and I felt something I can’t explain.

I nodded my head, continuing my ministrations on her scalp as I began to rinse the shampoo from her hair watching it run down her back. She tilted her head back with her eyes closed to assist me.

I brought the shower head and began to wet the rest of her body. I watched the water splash and pool around her plump thighs and felt my dick twitch. Nami really had to be bat shit crazy to let such a beautiful specimen go.

It was like God himself took the sweetest, richest chocolate he could find and carefully wrapped her body in it. He really took his time with her, I couldn’t see a flaw on her body. Everything about her sat just right, how could someone in their right mind let this go?

“Let me make you feel better for a little while.”

I took a chance and moved the shower head directly between her thighs. Her eyes shot open and her hand moved on top of mine. Once I felt the warmth between her thighs there was no way I was moving my hand, my body wouldn’t allow it. It was almost intoxicating.

 “Naaass” her breath came out ragged and choppy as I started moving the shower head in a slow circular motion making sure the water flow was in direct contact with her clit at all times.

“Talk ta me, wassup babe?” I asked her, my eyes glued to her body watching  everything it was telling me do.

 “Shiiit” she gripped my hand like a vice. I saw lust, confusion and apprehension in her eyes as shit bit down on her bottom lip to stifle her voice.

“Tell me what you want,” I needed to hear her.

 As soon as my lips came into contact with warm, wet skin her head dropped back and a low, sultry moan involuntarily left her lips. And my dick instantly came to full attention.

I took my time kissing up her shoulder and chest taking the time to kiss in between her chest underneath her soft, plentiful breast before latching my mouth onto her nipple suckling it. You would have thought her breast was giving me some milk.

She gave in and her hand found the back of my head massaging my curls egging me on. I adjusted the shower head increasing the pace of my motions. Her grip of my hair instantly tightened and her moans got deeper when she felt the water flow intensify.

I kissed in between her breast making sure to leave my mark every place my lips met. I latched my lips onto her other nipple and instantly knew this was my favorite. It was a bit smaller than the other and fit perfectly in my mouth.

I let my tongue toy with the tip of her nipple making her squirm. Her legs began to twitch and she tried pulling my hand away.

“That’s that spot?” I asked her making my way up her collarbone. I felt her whole body begin to shake underneath me.

It was like her collarbone and clit were connected. The strong flow pumping out of the shower head and my lips licking off the water on her body became too much.

She caught me completely off guard when I felt her grip my head and bring my face to hers. When her soft, plump lips met mine, my mind went blank and my whole body became numb.

I recuperated and kissed her with all the need and want my body could produce. At this moment I needed her to need me, she matched my fervor and introduced her tongue to my mouth.

“Cum for me,” I said against her lips.

She shook her head no.

I smirked against her lips, “Pleease?” I coaxed letting my raspy voice draw out.

She shook her head no again. Trying to hold out on giving me what I wanted.

“Okay,” I simply said while adjusting the shower head to the highest setting. I pulled the hair at the nape of her neck and began to savor every inch of her mouth.

She was like putty in my hands once her orgasm finally hit her. Her hips began to roll and whine in the same motion of my hand. Her hips and my hand were in perfect synchronization working together to get her body to that peak.

 She tried to pull away, but I held her close feeling her shake and twitch in my arms succumbing to everything I was giving her.

 Once she came down from her high her whole body went limp in my arms, she would have teetered off the chair if my body weren’t here supporting her frame.

“You okay?” I softly asked her as I continued lightly kissing her body making sure that no part of her that I could kiss went unkissed while bringing the showerhead away from her now sensitive area.

She nodded her head then bringing her lips to mine. I don’t think I could ever get tired of this. Her lips fit mine perfectly and her mouth was sweet. A deadly combination, now I don’t think I can stop kissing her.

“Bae…let…me…wash…ya,” I said in between pecks to her lips.

She nodded, but didn’t move away and I laughed.

“I like your lips,” she finally said pulling away to let me continue washing her body.

“Yeah?” I said chuckling, “Well I like you.”

 I told her truthfully looking at her to make sure she heard and understood me clearly.

“Maybe, I like you too” she said shyly looking down, playing with her nails.

I laughed at how cute she could be. One minute she’s ready to box with tha god, the next she’s this shy, innocent beautiful person before me.

 “I can take that,” I said turning off the showerhead and preparing the towel for her.

 Gingerly patting her body dry, apply fresh bandages to her torso then wrapping towel around her head, “You ready?” I asked her before lifting her body into mine carrying into my room.

I felt her soft lips kissing my chest and neck.

Everywhere her lips touched the skin began to tingle it was addicting, exhilarating even.

 I laid her on her side and went to go get her night clothes when she reached to grab my hand, “No, I’m sleeping in just a towel tonight. I don’t feel like wearing clothes.”

 I nodded and kneeled on her side, ”Babe I’mma go hop in tha shower real quick, I know you haven’t been sleeping. Try and get some. I’ll be right back,” I said before kissing her forehead, cheek and finally lingering on her full lips.

"We can figure out everything else in the mornin'."

 “Okay,” she said tirelessly yawning.

Before I could even get out of the room I could hear her light snores behind me and I chuckled to myself as I turned off the light.

I walked into the kitchen to wrap up any leftovers and clear any dishes, but I kept hearing this annoying ass buzzin’ coming from the kitchen table. Dutch’s phone.

 I wasn’t trying to be nosey…okay; yeah I was trying to be nosey. When I saw the name “That Boy,” pop up I got curious. And it wasn’t like I was unlocking her phone because the message popped up clear as day on the screen. So TECHNICALLY this is fair game.

             From That Boy:

Hey, I had no idea tonight was going to turn out how it did. I’m really sorry if I added to any of the stress you’re already feeling. That wasn’t my intention. I was wondering if you wanted to meet up at Lotus Blue for lunch tomorrow? Chinese on me =).

-B 

I immediately put two and two together. That little fuck! Just when I thought the lil’ nigga was cool here he go trying to fuck my shit up. Now that I can’t have.

Update??

It's coming tonight love, just doing some final editing.

A month?! Nami ain't been around for a month?! She practically put Dutch in Nas' arms! Is she and Aaron still messing around? Did Gabby leave him yet? Why didn't they put two and two together before? There isn't about to be a dinner, unless Dutch and Cheri get Nas to cool it before he whoops ass. Those chances seem slim. Great chapter, can't wait for the next part!

Yes, her triflin’ ass did leave her there for a month.

Chile, Nami got big fish to fry at this point. Not only is Nas pushing up on Dutch heavy, but Beau is officially back in the picture and his ass isn’t going anywhere. Yes, her and Aaron are messing around. Aaron is basically the reason she’s abandoned Dutch, but more on that next two chapters. Nami and Aaron’s situation will be very clear shit damn near crystal. I can’t tell you if Gabby divorced him yet, but she isn’t with him.

You know Nas ain’t got no sense lol that boy is ready to fight whenever, where ever. But what Nas needs to realize is that he’s underestimating who Beau is. He doesn’t know shit about that man and just cause him and Aaron jumped him once doesn’t mean that shit is gonna fly again. He better stop sleeping on him. Thanks for the feedback love!

I feel like no matter what, Beau and Nas will always run into each other no matter what. The best they can do is act somewhat cordial since beau is persistent as hell. Then, Nas catching feelings real quick. aw shit! these two will not get along, not when they both feeling dutch.

Technically,

This was kind of Nas' doing. He told Cheri is wanted to meet Jay, Dutch  was trying to accommodate Cheri's feelings and the fact that they didn't know who his friends were prior to dinner didn't help. There's no way they can be cordial without Nas getting it through his thick ass skull that all this isn't really Beau's fault. I mean yeah it was his car, but he wasn't drinking nor was he the driver that night. Riley really needs to be held accountable for his actions.

Once that's established hopefully they'll be straight. Then again they both have common interest in Dutch so...yeah lol. If not niggas will scrap every time they see each other. Thanks for the feedback love!

Ch. 5 pt. 1| Want To Come Over?

Cheri

Fort Tilden Beach

3:02 a.m.

*2 weeks later*

 I took a deep pull of the Raspberry Kush and let it hit me. The whole ambiance got me feeling nice. The sound of Lauryn riding the beat and the waves crashing against the sand was just what I needed right now.

 “Why you smoke so much?” I heard his deep voice ask full of intrigue and curiosity.

 I completely forget he was sitting there once we got here we made small talk, but when I decided to roll up he got quiet. I asked him if he wanted to burn and he declined.

“Does it bother you?” I asked matching his tone.

“How you gon’ answer a question wit a question?” he side eyed.

“Does it?”

 “Nah you just too pretty for all that,” he said like he was really saying something.

 I smirked at him and turned my attention back to the waves crashing against the sand.  We’ve been kicking it for about a month now and it’s cool for what it is.

In the short time that I’ve known Jay I’ve come to realize that he has no filter. The first thing that comes to his mind is what comes out his mouth first.

I can’t lie most of the time this nigga is as basic as they come, but just when I’m ready to ditch him he ceases to surprise me.

“So you not gon’ answer me?”

“My business is my business and yours is yours. If it doesn’t bother you then we shouldn’t have any problems. I appreciate your inquisition though.”

He looked at me like I was crazy, “Deadass?” 

“Yeah.”

 “Coldblooded man,” he chuckled and shook his head.

 I looked out at the waves and began to get lost in thought.

 “So you said it’s only you and your older brother?” he asked once again.

 I let out a deep sigh; “Yeah it’s been just us since I was 13 and he was 16. Nas has always and will be everything to me. His lemon head ass gets on my nerves most of the time, but I wouldn’t be who I am today without.”

 He nodded his head taking in what I said.

 I didn’t want to think about Nas at the moment, but his words found their way back into my head.

**Hours ago**

“Where ya been running off too lately?” he asked as he made his way around the kitchen making dinner for Dutch and himself. I sat on the counter watching him shuffle around making sure everything was perfect.

Having Dutch here has completely brought out a different side of him. I haven’t seen him smile this much. I can’t lie and say I’m not happy just seeing him happy. Dutch got this nigga doing all kind of shit, she told him she wanted to go to the aquarium. You would think he’d take her to Coney Island like a normal person would right?

No, this fool made me help him plan a whole weekend for him and Dutch to go to Georgia aquarium because he said he wanted her to have the best. I’ve never seen him put so much effort into making someone smile. He went all out getting them the best suite, going out to the best restaurants, going shopping the whole nine.

It’s also probably to keep her mind off Nami. That bitch ain’t shit and Dutch just can’t see that.

I honestly feel bad, Dutch calls and text, but they go unanswered or they’re cryptic. Then when she comes over it’s solely to bring clothes. I asked Dutch to let me drag her ass one time, but she told me to chill.

I have my reasons to drag that grimey bitch and I just need Dutch to see for herself how dirty that hoe really is.

 It’s crazy though because Nas is slowly taking her mind off Nami and I don’t even think Dutch realizes that.

 “I’m going to hang out with my homeboy Jay, we’ve been kicking it for about a month now,” I told him honestly.

He nodded his head taking in what I said while checking his greens.

“So when do I get to meet tha nigga?” he asked not distracting himself from his greens adjusting the heat.

Shit I knew this was coming sooner or later, but not this fast, “Soon Nas.”

“Soon like…tomorrow night for dinner,” he said with finality to his tone. Meaning it wasn’t up for much discussion, his mind was made up he wanted Jay over tonight.

“Dammit Nasir can’t that decision be my own?! What if I’m not ready for you to meet’em yet?” I said letting out an exasperated sigh hopping off the counter.

“What if you invited some of your girls over and he brought some of his boys would that be better for you?” I heard Dutch’s soft voice interject before Nas could respond. I didn’t even hear her come in, but I’m glad she did. Having another female around to be an ally makes dealing with Nas much easier.

“This way it won’t be too tense we can eat dinner and maybe watch some movies. After dinner if you don’t want to stay you guys can go do something else. You’re grown,” she continued on while Nas looked at her like she had eight eyes.

“Deal!” I enthusiastically agreed.

“Ha! Then it’s settled,” she said rolling her wheelchair over to Nas.

“But,” he began.

“Sorry I’m on my way out, Jay and I are going to catch a movie,” I took that as my cue to make an exit before he could protest.

“What you over there thinking about?” Jay asked breaking me from my thoughts.

“You want to come over my place tomorrow night? My brother wants to me meet you. You can bring your boys since some of my homegirls are coming over too,” I blurted out.

He looked at me puzzled before breaking out into a toothy grin, “I’d love to.”

I let out a deep sigh. Now that the easy part is over, I hope all goes well.

Dutchess

Nas’ bed

The next day

Lying in bed all day isn’t supposed to feel so good especially when it’s not my bed. I haven’t felt this much relaxation  in…ever? To make matters worse I feel way to comfortable lying next to someone who isn’t Nami. Granted it’s Nas, one of my best friends, but still he’s not mine and I’m not his.

But to be honest Nami hasn’t even acted like I’m hers. Ever since the accident she’s been distant. Treating me like I’m either infected or a piece of glass. There’s no middle ground with her. I get it my current condition is a transition, but my legs won’t always be broken.

 “Bae what ya thinking about?” Nas said tightening his grip on my waist sliding my body closer to his and putting his face in the back of my neck.

Here he goes with this name-calling business again ignoring him, “is there something wrong with me?”

 His head shot up to examine my face, “Nah baby why ya ask dat?” he said stroking my cheek with his thumb.

 I sighed “because Nami is acting like I don’t mean anything to her. I’ve been basically living with you and Cheri for a month now. I’m truly grateful for everything you’ve done for me, but shouldn’t Nami be the one doing all this?” I asked looking him in he eyes.

He smiled and nodded his head, “she absolutely should, but that's her choice bae. If she can’t see how important your health is and doesn’t want to be there for you during every step of your recovery than maybe she’s not worth it and doesn’t care like she says she does.”

 Even though it’s the truth it doesn’t hurt any less. My eyes began to tear up and my lip started quivering.

“Nah bae don’t waste one tear for her, you’re where you’re supposed to be,” he said pulling my body close to him kissing away tears as they fell.

 I nodded my head and let him hold me. I didn’t want to argue or fight I craved comfort and he was giving just what I needed. Feeling him rub circles on my back and his Guilty by Gucci cologne invading my nostrils put my body at ease almost instantly.

“Nas! Jay and them are gonna be here any minute you want me to help you start dinner?” Cheri asked as she burst through his door.

 “Oh shit, ma fault,” she said once she saw the scene before her.

He sucked his teeth, “Dammit C, you don’t knock? I could have been tongue or balls deep in bae.”

 My face read one of embarrassment and shock, hers was one of disgust

 “Uh ew nigga and no, you know damn well my boo ain’t giving you no play so…back to dinner nigga. What’s it gon’ be?” she asked putting her hands on her thick hips making me giggle.

 “Oh so that’s funny?” he said turning his attention back to me. I couldn’t help but laugh at his seriousness. My giggles only intensified when he began tickling me.

 “Stop! GO COOK!” I said in between giggles while trying my best to scoot away.

 “Y’all are too cute,” Cheri said giving an all too knowing look as she examined our exchange. I could only blush and turn my face into his neck making them both laugh.

 “Bae what ya want ta eat?” Nas asked bringing his mouth close to my ear. Hearing his deep voice all in my ear got me feeling a way.

 “Uhh umm I-I” I stuttered and he let out a hearty laugh.

 Cheri rolled her eyes, “I’ll be in the kitchen, y’all niggas get it together,” she said as she walked out.

“Nah seriously bae what ya want ta eat?” he said poking my side to get my full attention.

 “Ummmm I want oxtails,” I said absentmindedly.

 “That’s all you want Phatty?” He side eyed me.

 “Nah gimme the works, go all out,” I said giving him a full smile, that he returned.

 “Iigh just because it’s you. I’m do it up bae,” he pecked my cheek and made his was out of bed.

 I couldn’t help by smile, “why have you always been so good to me?” I blurted out and slapped my hand over my mouth once I realized I said it out loud.

 In all of the years that I’ve known him, he’s always found a way to go above and beyond just to make me smile. Often times I’ve questioned how he really feels.

 He smirked “because I love seeing you smile. You’re a great person and a good woman you really do deserve the best. So while you’re with me I plan on giving you just that and then some.”

 He said before making his way into his closet to throw on some clothes leaving me to think about what he said.

 He ceases to amaze me.

 “Bae, Cheri and I gonna run to the store to pick up some more food. I told Autumn and A.K. to come over too and you know them niggas can eat and take food home, you want me to bring anything back?” he asked sweetly as he came and sat on “my side” of the bed.

 “Can you bring me the pink pack of Skittles please?” I asked giddily.

 “Yeah Phatty I gotchu, anything you want,” he chuckled bending his head to kiss the tip of my nose then my forehead before grabbing his keys.

 “We’ll be back soon bae,” he said as he left.

 Seeing him leave made me feel lonely. Being damn near bed ridden changes a person.

I’ve always been someone notorious for being independent now that I’m forced to rely on others I crave company and companionship.

 Having Nas so close is making me question just how I feel for him. Should I?

 I heard my phone vibrating from the nightstand and I instantly reached over to it figuring it was either Nami or Nas.

 From This Nigga Here:

            Hey, are you okay? How are you feeling?

 Sighing I began to type.

 To This Nigga Here:

            Yeah I’m straight. Thanks for asking.

 From This Nigga Here:

            =D

 I couldn’t help but smile at enthusiasm. Beau and I aren’t on speaking terms, but I don’t ignore him either. He’s persistent as fuck.  I just have to come around to him on my own terms.

Jay

En route to Cheri’s Crib

8:00 p.m.

 “Y’all niggas bet not embarrass me,” I said to Beau and Boogz giving them the speech my moms always used to give me when we went places as a child.

 “Nigga kill all that noise, we got you,” Boogz said waving me off as he blew smoke out the backseat window.

 “Nigga put the blunt out, I don’t need to be meeting her bro for the first time and you high as a kite. Kill that shit,” I said sternly.

 He mumbled something, but put it out tho.

 “You really feeling shorty huh?” Beau said getting my attention.

 As soon as I start thinking about Cheri I can’t help, but smile. She got a nigga open.

 “Yeah,” I grinned and nodded my head. He chuckled and did the same.

 “Niiiggaa you whipped!! Lil’ mama got ya black ass open as fuck” Boogz said with an ugly cackle. I swear I can’t take this nigga nowhere man.

“Yeah whatever nigga all I know is you better not fuck this up for me. I won’t hesitate to fuck you up if need be.”

 I shot Cheri a text telling her we’re looking for parking and she immediately responded saying we could park in their building garage in the guest spot and that she’s be down to open the lobby door for us.

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 “Hey I’m glad you made it,” she said hugging me and kissing my cheek. Having her thick body up against mine made my dick hard.

I pulled back cutting the hug short. I’m not trying to meet her brother with hard wood, but Lil’ mama was looking right tonight I can’t even hold you.

 “This is Beau and Riley,” I said introducing them. Beau waved while Riley sucked his teeth.

 “You can call me Boogz tho,” he interjected making Cheri let out a genuine laugh. 

 “Like Boogers?” she said in between laughs and giggles making Beau and I die with laughter with her while Boogz bit his tongue and mean mugged her.

 “I like her already,” Beau said wiping his eyes.

 “Come on let’s go upstairs,” she finally said.

 “I hope y’all like oxtails with peas and rice my brother’s girl, I mean best friend picked the meal tonight so he went in,” she said as we got in the elevator.

 “Sounds good,” we all said. I can’t wait for dinner now, shit sound good as fuck.

 “You didn’t say your bro had a girl,” I spoke up a little puzzled. She left that part out.

 “She’s not his girl, more like his best friend. She was hit by a drunk driver about a month ago, the same day I met you at the hospital actually. He’s been looking after her ever since,” she said nonchalantly.

 I instantly felt the mood shift. I know for a fact Boogz and Beau are thinking the exact same thing as I was. Could it be her? I know that Cheri helped me by getting her number, but does she actually know Dutchess?

 “Come on,” Cheri said from outside the elevator. Apparently none of us heard the doors open and we were all just stuck in the elevator deep in thought.

 “My fault,” I said walking out the elevator with them behind me.

 “Fuck you doin’ here?!” I heard a light skin dude bark at Beau as soon as we walked into the apartment.

 We all looked confused because he was literally seething with anger. It was as if someone bumped into the DJ booth and the recorded scratched. We were all under a microscope at the moment.

 “Nas chill! What’s wrong?” Cheri asked totally confused as a beautiful brown skin girl in a wheelchair rolled up to him and grabbed his hand.

 His body tensed the relaxed at her touch, “That nigga has no business being around you or Cheri after what he did to you Dutch,” he spat.

"And he damn sure ain't welcome hea."

 “Did to me?” she said with furrowed eyebrows before turning her attention to Beau for answers.

 “I was the passenger in the car that hit you and Riley was the driver,” Beau said lowly, but never breaking his eye contact from hers.

 That was all it took before this nigga to yank away from her with his fist balled and charge at Beau.

 Ahhhh shit.

Girl where are you!? I need this update.

Hey love I'm back! My man and I took a mini vacay for a few days and I only took my ipad so I couldn't type like I wanted to. I will be updating tonight though. I'm glad you're enjoying the story!

Shid, Dutch and Nasir might as well be together, seeing as how Nami think she can do whatever the fuck she wants. Aaron better get it together before he loses his wife for good.

If his wife leaves him...

He knew the risk and he decided to take the chance by doing her dirt. 

Nasir and Dutch are definitely getting closer and I can only see their bond deepening in chapters to come.