“No problem.” I cupped her chin, playfully.

  Zella looked at me and then before I could even stop her, she kissed me, catching me all the way off guard. For a minute, I deepened the kiss but then I had to remember, my girl.

  Fuck, I thought. Pushing her back, I also took a few steps back.

  “Zella we can’t be doing that shit. I got a girl.”

  “But I thought…” She fiddled with her fingers as she tried to walk closer to me.

  “Nah, it ain’t like that. I should have known you were on some bullshit.” I was frustrated because I let her fucking play me.

  I should have known better than to think that Zella was playing fair.

  “Grey, stop trying to fight something that is still there. I know you feel it. I still feel it.” She placed her hand over her heart and all I could do was shake my head.

  “Zella, just go. Get the fuck out my yard,” I ordered, and she stood there looking crazy.

  “Grey, I’m not letting you go. You’re the only person that gets me. That understands the shit that I’ve been through.” She tried to use that shit again.

  “Zella, get your ass the fuck out of my yard. I’m not about to play these fucking games with you. When you had my heart and shit, you didn’t want it. You thought a nigga was playing you, when really I was just trying to get my money up. You lost me. You gave me the fuck up. For what? To do you. Then you come back now when I got a fucking girl?” I raised my voice because she was pissing me off, acting like it was my fault that we weren’t together.

  “Get the fuck on man. I got enough going on and this shit here”—I pointed from me to her—“this shit been dead and just know it’s because of you,” I let her know.

  I then bumped her shoulder as I headed towards the front door. I was over whatever the fuck Zella was on. She could cry, pout, overdose off pills if she wanted to. I wasn’t falling her bullshit.

  Unlocking my door, I turned to see that her crazy ass was still standing there staring at me. She looked like a mad woman and something told me that Zella was about to be on some dumb ass, stupid shit.

  “Take yo’ ass home Zell,” I told her as I went inside and locked the door behind me.

  Making my way up the stairs and into my bedroom, I got out my clothes and headed for the shower. I needed to feel the relaxation from the hot water.

  Once I was done, I got laid across my bed butt ass naked. Looking at the time, I saw that it was little after midnight. I knew Merci was sleep but my ass still wanted to try my luck again and call her. I missed her and I wished that she would get off that dumb bullshit.

  Dialing her number, I called her but this time it didn’t even ring. It went straight to voicemail. I just knew her ass didn’t block me.

  Now I felt like she had me fucked up. Getting up out of my bed, I went over to my drawer and grabbed me a pair of boxers. I then slipped on a Nike track suit, my slides and grabbed my phone and keys.

  I was about to go to her crib and fix this shit. I wasn’t that nigga she was trying to play me for.

  I quickly jogged down the stairs and made my way to the front door. Opening the door, I was stunned.

  “The fuck is you doing?” I asked. I guess I wasn’t expecting her to be standing right here in my damn door.

  “I was coming to apologize for everything,” Merci expressed.

  “Why the fuck my phone calls going to voicemail Merci?” I questioned her.

  “My phone died Grey. But did you not hear what I just said?”

  “Yeah, I heard exactly what you said, but what makes you think I’m about to accept your apology?” I stood there with my hands buried into my pockets.

  I watched as Merci’s mouth fell open and she stared up at me. I guess she wasn’t expecting me to come off so harsh. Since day one, I had always been the nice guy with her because she never gave me a reason to be anything else. However, she had me fucked up.

  “So, what are you saying?” Her voice cracked.

  “What you mean? I’ve been trying to talk to you. You the one ignoring my calls. You seemed to have already made the decision for us.”

  “Grey I was just upset, that’s all.” I could see her eyes beginning to water and that shit was killing me.

  “Bring yo’ fucking ass in here girl.” I pulled her into my arms and wrapped them tightly around her body. I couldn’t keep up the front.

  “I missed you,” she expressed as she looked up at me.

  “I missed you too. Next time, don’t handle that shit the way that you did. You my fucking girl and no matter how you feel a situation should be handled, it’s not always gonna go how you want it. It’s my duty to fucking protect you and it’s your duty to let me know every detail so I can do that,” I told her, and she nodded her head up and down in agreeance.

  “I understand I didn’t answer my phone and that’s my bad. I swear that will never happen again, but you do know I’m going to handle that shit. So, go ahead and tell me exactly what the fuck happened,” I let her know.

  She sighed, before she began to tell me everything that had happened. What was supposed to be a good day for her, turned out to be the complete opposite. But it was all good because that nigga was going to get his and she was still going to get that fucking building.

  After we sat down and talked about everything and came to an agreement about different things, we headed for the bed.

  It was currently two in the morning and the last thing on my mind was sleep, especially with Merci now being here.

  “You might as well get butt as naked.” I grabbed her from behind before she jumped in the bed.

  Merci turned around, wrapped her arms around me and kissed me.

  “I mean, I wanted to please you first.” She beamed up at me.

  “Shit, we can please each other at the same damn time,” I replied as she ran her hands through my hair in a sensual manner.

  Merci bit down on her bottom lip, backed up a little bit from me and began to strip out of her clothes. Piece by piece, I watched as they hit the floor.

  Once she was butt ass naked, she twirled around with her hands in the air, showing off her perfectly sculptured body. Merci wasn’t one of those chicks with those huge asses. She had enough and it cuffed at the bottom perfectly.

  Running my hand down my face, I couldn’t help myself. I had to feel on her. I had missed the fuck out of her. Two days had felt like two fucking weeks. The shit was crazy, but it was the truth.

  “Grey, what are you doing?” She giggled as I charged towards her, making her fall back onto the bed.

  “I’m loving on my woman.” I laid beside her naked body as I let my hands have a mind of their own.

  Merci turned over on her side and placed her hand alongside my face while I massaged her ass cheeks. I allowed my hands to trail up to the center of her back then back down to her ass.

  “Baby,” she called out as she gripped my forearm.

  “Yeah, what’s good?” I answered as the light that peeked from underneath the bathroom door gave the room enough light for me to take in her beautiful face.

  “I never want us to get like that again.”

  “We not. I promise.” I leaned in and kissed her.

  Bringing her bottom lip into my mouth, I began to gently suck on it while my hands made their way between her thighs, finding her pussy.

  As I dipped my fingers inside of her crevices, I eased in and out slowly, continuing to rain kisses all over her.

  “Mhmm baby,” she moaned out as I planted kisses on her neck.

  I made my way down to her perky ass titties and quickly popped one into my mouth. Twirling my tongue around her areola, I began to nibble on her nipple. The more I showed attention to them, the harder her nipples became, not to forget I was also playing with her soaking wet pussy. I could feel her juices raining out of her, like an overflowing drain.

  “Grey, oh my god, it feels so good,” she whimpered as I continued to please her.

  Pulling my fingers out of her, I brought them up to her lips and began to rub her cream all over her lips, as if it was lipstick.

  Merci’s freaky ass began to lick her lips and hum at the taste of herself. With still a little bit of her nectar on my fingers, I stuck them into my mouth and a part of me wanted to hum too from satisfaction. She tasted incredible. She was sweet. She smelled amazing and now all I wanted to do was bury my head far up her pussy and feast upon her until I was full.

  Making my way down to what I desired most, I parted her legs even more. Once I reached her center, I looked up and Merci’s eyes were closed and her chest rose up and down slowly.

  I licked my lips and went to work. I had no plans on coming up for air.

  I was scuba diving in her shit and her loud moans only made me want to go harder.

  The plan was to eat her up, fuck her good and show her how much I missed her. Merci was it for me. Fuck Zella’s trifling ass.

  5

  Zella Maxwell

  I wanted to snap Greyson’s fucking neck for the pain that he was making me feel. I hated that he was playing these tough ass games like he didn’t want me. I knew he felt the same shit I felt whenever our lips connected. I mean, how could he not?

  I still felt the same tingling in my stomach that I felt whenever we were together. I hated myself for even letting him slip away, all because of my own insecurities.

  Greyson had always been a good man, but I had let my friend Apryl get in my head and tell me that he wasn’t any good. She swore to God that because she was fucking Luca and he was being a dog ass nigga, that Greyson was too.

  I let her get in my head and now here I was having to watch him be with someone else, but that shit was killing me, and I didn’t know how long I could watch the shit go on.

  Sighing, I shook those thoughts to the back of my head as I pulled up to Apryl’s house. She had been in her feelings ever since Luca told her that he wasn’t ready for a baby. She should have known better than to try to trap his ass. She did better sticking it out with that one club owner nigga that she had always boasted about.

  I wasn’t really around her when she was talking to him because I was too busy fighting my own demons, but I do remember her always calling me and telling me about him.

  Granted, he was no better because she used to call me crying all the time, complaining about the other bitches he carelessly threw in her face.

  Hearing my phone ringing, I grabbed it and answered it, “Hello.”

  “Hello, where you at Zell?” She sniffled into the phone.

  “I’m right outside Apryl,” I let her know.

  “Ok, bye,” she said dramatically before she hung up the phone.

  Exhaling, I parked then got out. It was crazy that even though I was dealing with my own darkness, I was still able to be a good friend to her. If I did need her to listen to me, she would never. Everything had always been about Apryl and what she had going on.

  Even when I found myself diving off of the deep end, she was nowhere to be found until it was all over, and I was back acting like my normal self.

  Without knocking on her door, I let myself inside of her house. There were no lights on, the tv was off, the curtains were closed, and I found her sitting on the couch.

  “Apryl, really?” I rolled my eyes because I just felt like she was doing too much about this whole situation.

  She and Luca never had a real relationship that I knew of.

  “What Zell? You know I’m going through it.” She grabbed a couple of Kleenex out of the box that was beside her and blew really loudly into the tissues.

  Just be a good friend Zella, I thought myself as I walked over to the curtains and pulled them open. You would think that it was eleven at night, but it was only a little after three in the afternoon.

  “What are you doing?” she questioned and covered her face as if the sun was going to melt her.

  “Helping you get your shit together because you are trippin’.” I turned and headed over to where she was sitting.

  Even though I was going through my own crisis, I was going to try to help her get through hers. I was going to sit here with her and hopefully come up with a decision on what she should do. Luca was telling her to kill the baby but of course, she wasn’t trying to hear that.

  “Have you decided on what you are going to do?” I asked her.

  She dramatically shook her head from left to right as she clenched the tissue in her hand.

  “No. He is adamant about me getting rid of the baby, but I don’t want to Zell. Why should I have to?” Her voice trailed off and she managed to let a tear escape.

  “Well Apryl, you did kind of trap him,” I let her know, reminding her of the damn pill she put in his drink.

  Luca sometimes didn’t remember half the shit that went on between him and Apryl because her ass was using some type of pill that would cause him to not remember much. She never went into full details about it and I didn’t care for her to.

  Why? Because just the simple word pills caused me to have flashbacks. It caused me to crave the way it made me feel numb to life and every now and again, I wanted to relapse and feel that feeling just one more time.

  So, whenever she got to talking about it, I made sure to get off the subject.

  “Zella, don’t be saying that shit out loud.” She looked around as if we weren’t inside of her house.

  “Bitch, you act like I’m saying the shit out in public. We are in the comfort of your home.” I scrunched my face up at her antics.

  “Yeah, but still. Don’t nobody know about that shit but me and you and I want to keep it that way. And plus, that shit didn’t have him fucking me raw. His dick was still getting hard and he still chose to slide up in me.” She shrugged.

  “Ok, if you say so. So, what are you going to do?” I asked her again, not even bothering to argue with her and break it down on why what she did was fucked up.

  “I’m going to have the baby. Fuck what he is talking about,” she replied.

  Nodding my head, not really knowing the right words to say, I watched her as she got up and headed for the kitchen.

  “So how far along are you?” I questioned her, getting up and following behind her.

  “Girl, I don’t even know. All I know is that I’m pregnant.” She shrugged, grabbing the cartoon of juice out of the fridge.

  I watched her as she poured it into a glass. I sat down at the bar, pulling my phone out of my purse because I wanted to text Greyson and maybe apologize. Maybe even get him to talk to me and hopefully feel where I was coming from.

  “Is everything good with you?” she actually asked.

  For once in a very long time, I couldn’t believe she asked. Like I said before, everything was usually centered around her and her only.

  It had always been that way ever since I’d known her, and that’s been for about ten to twelve years. If we were at the club, she wanted all of the attention. If I liked a nigga but she liked him also, guess what, she got him. I never really tripped off of it because I had gotten used to it.

  I was so happy that she didn’t want Greyson, at least not to my knowledge. I had met Greyson before she met Luca. Greyson and I started dating and I actually distanced myself from her until Sawyer blew up and guess what? Greyson started going on the road more with him and Apryl was in my ear, feeding my insecurities.

  “I’m ok. Just hoping that Grey comes back to his damn senses when it comes to me and him,” I confessed.

  “You want him back?” she questioned with her thick brow raised.

  “Yeah, don’t you want to have Luca’s baby? And we both know they are not the same,” I shot back.

  “True, but still. But do whatever makes you happy,” Apryl replied as she walked back to her fridge and opened the freezer part.

  “Wait, don’t he got a lil’ girlfriend or whatever?”

  “Yes, Apryl, he does. Well, I don’t know. We kissed,” I stated as I thought about the kiss that we shared. I wasn’t going to tell her that he blew up afterwards.

  “What? Well do you boo. Get your man.” She turned around and clapped before she went back to scanning through the freezer.

  “I want to cook today. Let’s go to the store,” she randomly said, closing the freezer.

  It was crazy how one minute Apryl was acting like her world was about to end, then the next minute she acting like she was perfectly fine.

  “Whatever girl. But you first need to go shower and get dressed.” I pinched my nose and she jerked her head back, stunned.

  “Really?” She lifted her arm up and smelled under her armpit.

  “Yeah.” I nodded my head and she turned on her heels and rushed to her room, so she could shower.

  I stayed put and began texting Greyson, hoping that he would at least say something.

  I was now riding to the store with Apryl as she jammed Megan Thee Stallion’s song loud as fuck. Her hands were in the air as she used her knee to control the steering wheel.

  “Bitch, you are going to make us wreck trying to dance,” I yelled at her, and she waved me off and continued to be on her hot girl shit.

  Saved by the ringing of her phone, the music cut off and she answered the phone.

  “What do you want?” She popped her lips and rolled her eyes. I assumed it wasn’t Luca because I couldn’t see her sassing him and giving him attitude.

  “Man, Nix you still on that bullshit and I don’t have time,” she spoke.

  “No, I don’t want to see you. Bye,” she fussed.

  Instead of hanging up with him, she continued to go back and forth with him the whole fifteen minutes to the store.

  Once we finally arrived at Kroger, she hung up the phone and looked at me.

  “Girl, these niggas get on my nerves. I got one who won’t leave me the fuck alone and one who doesn’t want me right now.” She shook her head as she whipped her Chevy Cruze into the parking spot.

  Apryl cut her car off and we got out the car. As we headed inside, we continued to, of course, talk about her life and her problems.

  Shopping around and getting everything she needed to cook, Apryl was now headed towards the register.

 

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