Finding a Loyal Love, page 7
“You feel so good Shalaya.” He moaned in her ear.
As much as it was hurting, she’d take it for him. He sounded like he was in Heaven. Knowing that her body was the reason he was falling apart actually brought her pleasure. He began to speed up when he felt her legs loosen up some. It was actually starting to feel good now. Moments later, she hadn’t even known it was coming, but an orgasm hit her so hard her legs began to shake. They were shaking so hard she couldn’t control them.
“I love you baby.” Kyle said as he bit his bottom lip and bust inside of her. She wrapped her arms and legs around him pulling him tightly against her chest.
“I love you too Kyle. I always have.”
Chapter 5
The sun was shining brightly through the large window and it was getting on Lay-Lay’s last nerve. She had tried to stay sleep as long as possible, but every time she turned over the light would blind her. Her body was tired and she was in major pain. After the long euphoric night of love making she was exhausted. The hurting that Kyle had put on her body was something terrible. She had got up twice in the middle of the night to use the restroom and both times she felt like her stomach and lower body was falling apart. This was going to take some getting used to. After tossing and turning a few more times, she decided to get up and start breakfast. She scooted toward the edge of the bed to get up, but Kyle’s arm tightened around her waist.
“Where you going?” He asked sleepily.
Shalaya turned around to face him and saw that his eyes were still closed. She was about to answer him until she heard him snoring again. She kissed his lips before sliding out of bed. That time he didn’t stop her. At first she was going to make breakfast, but she decided to take a bath instead. She needed to soak her body. Once she limped into the bathroom and stripped out of his t-shirt she submerged her aching body into the hot water.
“Ummm,” she moaned as the jets in the tub massaged her back and legs.
“That tub got you moaning like that?”
Lay opened her eyes upon hearing Kyle’s voice. He was stark naked as he leaned against the counter. Lawd look at that body! She smiled as she nodded her head yes.
“Between you and this tub, I don’t know which makes me feel the best.” Lay watched the way Kyle’s smile touched his eyes. She loved his smile. It lit up his entire face. “Come get in with me.” She reached out her hand for him to take.
He grabbed it and kissed it before letting it go again. They maneuvered until they were both comfortable in the large oval shaped tub. He was seated behind her with his arms wrapped around her waist.
“Thank goodness for this large tub. Big as I am I’m surprised you even got in here comfortably.”
“Why would you say that? You’re not even big.”
“Kyle please, I know you see how fat my thighs are. I don’t even want to get on how chubby my face is. I could stand to lose a few pounds.” Lay-Lay grabbed at her stomach and thighs.
Kyle listened to the way she talked about herself and got angry. There was absolutely nothing wrong with Shalaya. She was beautiful and he loved her thickness. As he continued to listen to her talk, it dawned on him that she was self-conscious. No wonder her ass been acting shy. He tightened his grip around her before sliding his hands up and down her thighs.
“I think you’re beautiful. Your body is perfect. I can’t get enough of your fat thighs and chubby face. Every time I look at you my dick jump.” She laughed when he made it jump against her back. He wanted to make her feel better and obviously it was working because she was smiling.
“It’s just every girl Smoke cheats on me with is smaller than me. I know I’m not overweight, but I probably should start working out.”
“Shalaya, that nigga fucked you over. He cheats because he wants too. That shit ain’t got nothing to do with the way you look. If you want to lose some weight then workout, but do it for yourself. Drop a few pounds because that’s what you want to do, not because you think it’ll make your man faithful.” Kyle watched as she began to wipe tears from her eyes.
It bothered him to know she was in that type of relationship, but there was nothing he could do. Shalaya was a grown woman. If she stayed in a relationship with a man that made her feel unsure of herself then she deserved to feel like that. He’d been here long before she ever met Smoke and she still chose him. He would never do the things to her that Smoke did, but it was up to her to see that. He wasn’t going to force himself on her. They had three more days together, then he would be taking her back to her reality. His thoughts were interrupted when she sat up and turned to straddle him. He replaced his hands around her waist as she made herself comfortable on his lap. No words were spoken for a while. She looked everywhere, but at him. Why she had turned around to face him, but wouldn’t make eye contact was confusing. With her chin in his hand, he turned her head so that they were making eye contact. Since he wouldn’t let her turn her head, she turned her eyes instead.
“Look at me Shalaya,” He waited, but she kept her eyes turned to the sink. He wanted her to look at him before he said what he was about to say. He wanted her eyes to see his. Then maybe she would be able to feel the seriousness of his words and the raw emotion in the feelings he was about to convey. Kyle leaned forward and kissed her lips. He continued kissing her cheeks, nose, neck, and mouth. When he saw the water pool in her eyes he kissed those too. He licked each tear that cascaded down her face. “Why you crying?”
“Because I love you. I love you so much.” Her words had obviously overwhelmed her because she started a full out sob now. The tears were pouring down her face. Her eyes, nose and cheeks had turned red. It took him two more tries to get her to look at him. When she finally did, he could see the pity and hurt that she’d been hiding.
“I love you too Shalaya. You’re a gorgeous woman that I would trust with my life. Everything you are, helps make me who I am. We’ve been doing this same song and dance for too long. It’s unfair to both of us. I guess what I’m trying to say is, we need to either make this into something real, or leave it alone.”
Her body jerked a little as she was flabbergasted by what he’d just said. It was wrong to give it to her that way, but he wasn’t going to wait forever. What kind of man would he be to play the side line to a nigga that treated her like shit? “I’m willing and ready to be the man you need mama, the choice is yours” She wiped her face and eased off of his lap. He tried to grab her so she couldn’t move, but she eased out of his grasp. She was walking out of the door before he could utter another word. He decided not to go after her. Instead he drained the water from the tub and walked to his shower. The warm water eased his joints and his mind. He increased the hot water temperature and leaned his head under the stream. He wanted Lay-Lay to make the right decision. It was more like he needed her to choose him. There was stuff that needed to be done and would only happen if she chose to leave her current relationship. Lay sat on the floor packing her bags. She couldn’t stay there any longer. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to because she did. She just couldn’t. She had nothing to offer him. They were totally different and she didn’t want to add any extra stress to his life. Her existence alone would complicate things. Sure they’d been having a good time that past week, but what would happen when their vacation was over. She had already embarrassed him in front of that hoe Candice, what more could she do? Real life was different than being locked away in a house with no outside interruptions. She thought that she could be the woman he needed, but she was starting to see more and more that she wasn’t. What they had was real and she knew that, but what she had with Smoke was her life. She’d put everything she had into him and she couldn’t just walk away now. She wasn’t ready. Hurting Kyle was the last thing that she wanted to do, but that was inevitable. She was going to hurt him whether she stayed, or if she left. They would never be able to make something out of their feelings as long as she still loved Smoke.
*****
“Where the fuck you been?” Smoke yelled as soon as he walked into the house. Lay-Lay had asked Kyle to take her back once he had gotten out of the shower earlier. The look on his face showed the pain behind his eyes, but she had to go. When she told him that she didn’t want to stay the last three days he put her bags in his truck and drove her back to Georgia. Neither of them spoke the entire ride home.
“I know you hear me talking to your dumb ass.” Smoke’s voice broke her from her thoughts.
“Nigga, I was out minding my business.”
“Lay-Lay, don’t make me beat your ass.” Smoke threatened as he took a step closer to her.
“Try me! Don’t come in here screaming at me because I decided to take some time to myself. All your ass do is be around here yelling at me like you my fucking daddy. I am grown. Unless you want me to knock your ass out, I advise you to move the fuck around with all that reckless talking.”
Smoke crossed the room and was in her face in a matter of seconds. “Walking fast don’t scare me nigga. You bad, show the fuck out so I can slap you.”
Before she knew it, Smoke had backhanded the shit out of her. She tumbled across the bed before jumping back to her feet. She charged at him and they started fighting. He was slapping her around, but she was fucking him up too. She was going blow for blow with him until he started choking her. She slapped at his hands wildly as she started feeling dizzy. He squeezed tighter telling her he’d kill her if she ever put her hands on him like that again. When she started seeing black dots she stopped fighting and let her body go limp. Smoke released his grip and let her fall to the floor.
“I keep telling your wild ass to calm down. I don’t know what nigga you been letting fuck you, but you better remember who the fuck you’re talking to.” Smoke looked at Lay-Lay gasping for air and walked out of the room.
It took her a couple of minutes to catch her breath fully. When she did she got up from the floor and walked into the kitchen. She went straight for the drawer that held her knives. She walked back into the living room where he was sitting and swung the knife. Luckily he moved and she ended up stabbing the back of her sofa.
“I’m finna kill your ugly ass.” She swung the knife again.
Smoke must have known that she was serious because versus trying to hit her back, he ran for the door. Little did he know, but Lay-Lay was on a rampage. She followed right behind him. She chased him all around the parking lot. They had to have looked like some serious fools. People had come out of their apartments and were standing around watching.
“I’ ma kill your ass today!” She screamed.
Smoke looked back at Lay and kept running. He hadn’t wanted to choke her, but she wouldn’t shut up. Her mouth was too fucking ridiculous. Now her crazy ass was trying to kill him. When he noticed her getting tired he hit the unlock button on his car remote. The next time he got next to it he was going to try to hop in. He ducked between the trees and ran across the street to where his car was parked. He had just opened the door when he felt the knife connect with his shoulder.
“FUCK! Lay-Lay! What you do that shit for girl?” He yelled as he saw his blood starting to soak through his white shirt.
To make matters worse, she started walking away like she hadn’t done anything. She didn’t even bother to see if he was okay, because she didn’t care. When she stripped down to take her bath she noticed that her neck was red and swollen. Times like those made her hate how light she was. You could see his fingerprints clear as day around her neck. Once she was back in her house and had just got out of the shower she heard a knock at her door. She wasn’t expecting anybody, so she didn’t bother to rush. She put on her leggings and a shirt and brushed her hair. She’d washed it in the shower, so it was all curly now. The knocking continued so she hurried and brushed it into a ball before walking into her living room.
“Are you Shalaya Hardaway?” The uniformed policeman asked her.
“Yep,” Lay-Lay looked them up and down and rolled her eyes.
“You’re under arrest for aggravated assault against Jaylen Hill.”
Lay-Lay was so drained that she didn’t even have enough energy to care that she was about to go to jail. She was actually kind of mad that they weren’t arresting her for murder. She had tried to stab his ass in the heart, but he moved and she caught his shoulder instead.
“Can I put on some clothes please?” She noticed the two policemen checking her body out while she stood there.
She couldn’t go downtown in what she had on. She hadn’t even bothered to put on any undergarments before getting dressed. They told that her she had five minutes and they would wait in the living room. She rushed to the back to throw on her black Nike jogging suit and her red and black retro thirteens. Her hair was still in the ball on the top of her head, so she washed her face again, put lotion on her hands and grabbed her phone. She decided against calling Jade and Morgan, so she texted them instead. After throwing her phone on her bed she walked back into her living room. As she pulled her keys out to lock her door she could hear her phone ringing. It was probably Jade or Morgan. Hopefully they would just do what she’d told them and meet her at the jail.
*****
“Why would she do that?” Lana asked while she sewed the stiches into Smoke’s arm.
He had called her as soon as Lay-Lay stabbed him. She was at work so she told him to come there. She told him it was procedure to report that type of thing to the police, but he hadn’t wanted to. He almost choked her ass to sleep when she gave the police Lay-Lay’s name. Because she was a nurse they believed her. She’d told them that it was confidential information and he hadn’t wanted to speak about it.
“Because I choked her ass. The same way I’m about to do you for running your fuckin mouth. Who told you to give them her fuckin name anyway? I should put my foot in your ass for that shit.” Smoke mugged Lana as she cleaned his arm.
“Smoke, she was trying to kill you. Why wouldn’t you want her arrested?”
“Lana, don’t sit here and act like you did that shit for me. You did it for your own selfish ass reasons. I got the mind to fuck you up right here in this hospital. Hurry up so I can go.”
He was so mad that he didn’t even want to look at her. He and Lay-Lay were always fighting. True enough it had never got physical up until recently, but she wasn’t wrong in that situation. He had put his hands on her so she had defended herself. As soon as he left the hospital he was going down there to drop the charges. Lana watched him text on his phone and felt stupid. Maybe it was wrong for her to tell on Lay-Lay, but she figured that it would give her more time with him. He had been stressing her all week trying to find out where Lay-Lay was. Although he spent the majority of his time clearly thinking about Lay-Lay, Lana was just happy that he was at the house with her every night. When she finished cleaning him up she closed the curtain and kneeled in front of him. She wanted him to know how sorry she was. Ignoring his protests Lana took his hard dick in her mouth and tried to relive the stress in his body. She pulled out her best tricks trying to make it fast. She didn’t want to get caught at work like that, but she couldn’t let Smoke leave yet. Once she was finished, he buckled his pants up and pulled her to her feet.
“Let me handle my own business. All right?” She nodded her head before he kissed her. His tongue snaked in and out of her mouth as he massaged her butt through her clothing. “Call me when you get off.” He kissed her once more on her mouth and left.
*****
The jail cell was cold and packed. Lay-Lay had never been to jail in her life and surprisingly it wasn’t fazing her at all. Maybe her mind needed a break and that was where she would get it. So much was floating around in her head that she could barely think straight. The girls in the dirty cell with her all looked like they’d had a rough day. She and one other girl were the most decent looking ones. After talking to her, Lay found out that she had been arrested for stealing out of the Beauty Supply Store. Lay-Lay shook her head again at that bullshit. How stupid can you be to get caught stealing out of the hair store? That shit was just pathetic. Never in her life had she even contemplated about stealing shit from one of stores. They ain’t have nothing but nail polish and weave. She had just laid her head back against the wall when the girl sitting next to her touched her hair.
“What kind of hair is this?” She leaned over so that she could see Lay-Lay’s hair better.
Lay scrunched her face up and leaned her head away from the girl’s hand. When she noticed the look Lay-Lay was giving her she got mad.
“Bitch don’t act like that. I just wanted to know what kind of weave that was. Y’all light skin females kill me. Swear y’all better than somebody. You in the same damn cell as me, so obviously you ain’t too much yourself.”
Lay-Lay could not believe the nerve of that hoe. The thin ass piece of plastic that she was wearing as a dress told Lay-Lay that she’d apparently been arrested for prostituting and if that wasn’t it she needed her ass beat for wearing something so trashy.
“Listen here hoe, I ain’t in the mood. Get your lil’ nasty looking ass away from me before I drag your ass around this fucking cell.”
“Oh now you got a mouth? All you had to do was answer me the first time.”
Before Lay-Lay knew it she had one hand around the girl’s throat.
“You begging me to kick off in your ass. I’m trying to mind my business, but if you keep fucking with me I will snap your trashy looking ass into pieces. Now get the fuck back.” Lay-Lay threw her head as hard as she could, causing her neck to snap back lightly.
That was all it took because she got her ass out of dodge. She and every other girl in the cell noticed Lay-Lay’s demeanor and stayed away from her. Looking at the people constantly walking by was starting to make her mad. It had been almost two hours and she still hadn’t made bail. She had been very clear in her message to Jade and Morgan about what had happened. Her leg bounced continuously as she waited to hear her name being called. They hadn’t given her a phone call or anything. Just when she was about to get up and ask to use the phone the female cop that had processed her in stopped in front of her cell.
