A Child of a Crackhead (3 page)

Ace said.

“Yo, fuck that and fuck that nigga! I say we kill his ass before he kills us and we take everything. Are you in or what?”

“Yeah, I’m in.” Ace said. He did want more money and Black Ice was falling off maybe they could pull it off by getting rid of him he thought. “Drop me off at my house. I’m not going back to the block tonight. I’m going to spend some time with Lisa and my kids.” Ace said.

“Man, your pussy whipped. You

always want to be under your girl and kids, nigga. You should be watching the block and money with me.”

“Nigga please, your ass was sweating Roxy before Black Ice got to her. I bet you’d be spending all your time with fucking her if you could,” Ace said. Caesar snarled up his face with anger because he knew what Ace said was true. He wanted Roxy for a long time too. She was one of the hottest women in Brownsville. He always tried to holler at her, but she didn’t want anything to do with a drug dealer.

Caesar knew if he kept trying it would have been a matter of time before she gave into him. That was until Black Ice got his hands on her first and turned her into a crack head.

Even as a crack head, Caesar still wanted Roxy. She was still beautiful. At that thought, a flashback ran through his mind and he remembered what he saw back at Roxy’s apartment an hour earlier. Roxy was naked and her swollen body on the floor nearly beat to death. He remembered that he thought at seeing her swollen body she was dead too. Her beautiful, light brown skin body was covered in blood and bruises.

How could that nigga be so evil? Caesar had thought. “Yo, when are we going to knock that nigga out? I’m going to take Roxy and clean her up and make her mines,”

Caesar stated.

“Nigga, now I know you’re crazy!”

Ace replied as he hopped out of the car. He shut the door and walked up to his building on Shutter Avenue. Caesar pulled off heading back to the block and making up the plans to kill Black Ice off and take everything he had.

Ace went inside his apartment to see his wifey, Lisa on the couch watching TV.

“Hey baby,” Lisa said when she looked up to see Ace as he leaned down and kissed her forehead. He sat down on the couch next to her.

“Where are the kids?” Ace asked.

“In their bedrooms asleep,” Lisa answered.

Lisa was short and sexy. She had brown skin with long wavy hair. She only got with Ace because he had money. She didn’t like the fact that he was short and fat.

However, he got her out of the Brownsville Projects. He took good care of her and their two kids they had together Aaron was 5

years old and Mark was 3 years old.

Ace was in love with Lisa and told her everything. So, he started telling Lisa the discussion that Caesar and Ace were having. “Yo, this nigga, Caesar is talking some crazy shit! He’s talking about killing Black Ice and taking over the drug spot’s and keep all the money for ourselves. He says it’s us that watch the little niggas that are slinging the rock. So, we should get all the money. Black Ice has been smoking crack and slipping. He thinks this would be the perfect time to get him. What you think, Lisa?”

Lisa, being the gold digger she is, only heard the part about the money and seeing the dollar signs. “I think it’s a great idea. Shit, you and Caesar are putting all the work on these streets. You should be getting all the money. Shit, I want a house instead of an apartment. And I’m tired of you being the man under that nigga. Aren’t you your own man?” Lisa asked Ace. She knew what she was doing. She was fucking with Ace’s mind and making him feel less of a man.

She knew that if she said the right things that would make him mad and push him over the edge to do whatever she wanted him to do.

“Yes, I’m my own man. Why you

even coming at me like that?” Ace questioned.

“Nigga, I need more money for me and the kids. Shit, maybe I should have fucked with Black Ice,” Lisa said.

“Yo, stop fucking playing. I’m the man around this mother fucker. Black Ice is dead,” Ace stated. Lisa knew what would motivate Ace. She got on her knees and pulled Ace’s jeans down and grabbed his dick and put it in her mouth.

“Mmmm, I love it when you talk like that baby,” Lisa said as she licked his dick up and down, around the head of his dick, and then surrounding his dick with deep throat. Ace moaned and watched his dick disappear inside Lisa’s mouth. She slobbered and sucked his dick moving her head back and forth making Ace’s eyes roll back in the back of his head. “You like that baby?” Lisa asked in between his thighs and moved her mouth back over his dick like it was going inside her pussy.

“Yes, yes, suck that shit,” he moaned.

Ace felt the nut building up and couldn’t hold it any longer. He pulled his dick out of her mouth and jacked off all over her face.

Lisa licked her lips and put his dick back into her mouth sending chills through Ace’s body.

Chapter 7

Black Ice opened the door to his family’s apartment on Picking Avenue. He closed the door. Everything was dark and quiet. At least Rachel keeps the apartment clean he thought, unlike that bitch Roxy. He walked into the bedroom and saw Rachel sleeping in a silk nightgown on their queen size bed. Black Ice walked over to a floor board in the closet and lifted it up. Inside was some of the money he had stashed, about $20,000, five ounces of crack, and 3

9mm guns. He took out some of the crack jars from his pocket and put them with the rest of the stash as well as the rest of the money and guns he took from the two dead men he killed earlier that day. He put the guns, the chrome 38 revolver and the 22

caliber revolver, carefully aside the other gun that was stashed. He covered it all back with the wood floor board. He came out of the closet and pulled his crack pipe out and filled it up with crack and lit it. He inhaled holding it in and then exhaled. He refilled the glass pipe with more crack and did the same. He repeated this taking three more hits of the pipe until his eyes popped wide open and felt revived with a bunch of energy. His dick grew hard. He looked down at Rachel’s sexy body with her dark brown skin complexion, lying on her side.

Her ass was poking out of the sheets. He undressed and laid down on his side right beside Rachel. Then spit on his hand and rubbed it on his nine inch dick making it nice and wet for Rachel. He moved in closer to Rachel positioning his arm under and around her neck. He moved her panties to the side and rubbed his dick on her clit.

He couldn’t deal with no more foreplay he just rammed his dick insider her. “Ahhh,”

Rachel let out a moan while his dick penetrated hard and deep inside her. Black Ice started humping her in and out giving her all of him. “Ahhh, ohhh,” Rachel moaned and began to arch her back poking her ass out even more. Even knowing Rachel hated that Black Ice beat her and her son and mistreated her, she loved him. She loved the feeling of his big black dick inside of her. “Mmmm, yes, yes baby, “Rachel moaned as Black Ice pulled her closer and tightening his arm around her neck. The crack had his dick hard as a rock. He raised Rachel’s legs in the air while fucking her from the side and pounding away. “This is my wet pussy! Mine!” he moaned with each stroke going deeper and deeper inside her feeling her ass smack against his thighs and his balls, driving him even wilder. “Yes, yes baby,” Rachel moaned.

Michael stood his six year old frame by his mother’s door and watched his mother’s legs were up in the air. He watched his father pound away on her. He had heard his mother screaming from his room and ran to her door to protect her from whatever she was screaming about. When he saw what she was hollering about, he just stood by the door mesmerized and just watched. He told himself he would kill his daddy if he hurt his mommy. Then Rachel moaned again, “Ahhhh,” she opened her eyes and glanced over at the door to see her son standing there watching.

“Black Ice stop” Rachel said to Black Ice. He was too busy pounding away trying to get control over the nut that was about to explode deep inside her. He felt Rachel trying to move so he squeezed his arm that he had around her neck even tighter and gave her hard, long strokes not realizing that Michael was the reason of Rachel’s attempt to stop fucking.

“Let go of my mommy!” Michael

screamed while running over to the bed.

Black Ice looked over at his son while still humping Rachel’s warm, wet pussy. He came all inside of her with one last hard stroke. He pulled out of her and jumped up out of the bed. He stood there with his black, naked shining body dripping with sweat. “Boy, take your little ass back in your bedroom!” he yelled at Michael.

“Don’t hurt my mommy!” Michael

yelled back.

Black Ice raised his hand and pulled it back and came down smacking Michael in the face. “Ahh,” he cried as Michael hit the floor.

“Now, take your ass back into your bedroom!”

Michael got off the floor and wiped his tears with his little hands and stared into his father’s eyes with an evil glare. Black Ice looked in his son’s eyes and saw the evil inside them. He matched his stare.

“Whenever you feel you’re old enough and ready to take me, make your move punk!

I’ll be waiting.” Black Ice warned Michael.

“Now, get your little ass out of here”.

Michael didn’t move he just stood there staring into his father’s eyes with an even more evil stare that overcame his face also. Rachel saw Black Ice raise his arm again knowing that he was going to strike Michael if she didn’t do anything.

“I’m okay baby,” Rachel hollered at Michael from the bed to prevent Black Ice from hitting her son. “Mommy is okay.

Michael, please go back into your bedroom sweetie like you were told to do.”

Michael looked at his mother’s eyes to see if what she was telling him was the truth about her being okay. Once he saw what he needed to see, he turned toward his father and stared at him one last time before he walked out of the bedroom to go back to his own. Black Ice walked his naked body over to the dresser and picked up his glass pipe and stuffed it full of crack again. He held the lighter up to the pipe and inhaled and held it in and then exhaled. He wanted to take another hit, but the glass pipe got so hot it started to burn his hand when he was trying to light it. He put it down on the dresser. “Rachel, that little nigga is getting to grown. He’s going to make me seriously hurt his little ass one day.”

“He is your son Black Ice. Don’t talk like that. He’s just trying to protect me.

Isn’t that what you would want him to do if someone was hurting me?” Rachel asked.

“Yea, but not protect you from me.

You should have seen how that little fucker was looking at me. I’m the man in this house and I’ll beat him and you when I see it necessary to do so.”

Rachel hated when Black Ice started talking like that. He wasn’t always like this that’s what she fell in love with. She just wanted that man back and not this man that he is when he smokes that stuff. She could remember when they first met.

She lived on Saratoga Avenue in Brownsville on a side block in a house with her grandmother. Rachel never knew who her father was and her mother was always getting high on dope herself. She dropped Rachel off at her grandmother’s house when she was five. Her grandmother was a fat, light skin woman. They called her, Momma.

She had six kids of her own and they all grew up to run the streets. They came back too, but only to drop their own kids off to Momma and left it up to her to raise them.

Momma’s house was full with Rachel and her ten cousins. There were four girls and six boys all of different ages. Momma’s youngest son, Brian, was still living in the house too. The house was filthy dirty. It was never picked up with dirty clothes scattered all over, garbage bags full of trash and kept just anywhere in the house making the house smell like a dump. It also smelled of urine and feces. There wasn’t plumbing in the house. Everyone that had to use the restroom, had to use a bucket and when finished to throw the waste out in the back yard. But, a lot of the times, the buckets just stood where it was last used. Because of the waste smell in the house, it brought flies around the place.

Rachel had to share clothes with the other girl cousins, even underwear. The clothes were hardly ever laundered and freshly cleaned. There was never enough food in the house to feed everyone. Momma was taking the food stamps that she was receiving from welfare for all the kids and selling them for cash. She would leave and got to Atlantic City leaving the kids with her son Brian to watch while she stayed away for days. By the time she came home, she was broke. Rachel learned to take care of herself. She cleaned the house the best that she could and washed the little clothes that they had in the bathtub.

When Rachel turned fifteen, she was coming home from school. She was walking down the street daydreaming about getting out of Momma’s house. Not paying any attention to her surroundings, she bumped into Black Ice. “Oh, I’m sorry.”

Rachel said as she looked up into the dark black skin, handsome face.

“There’s nothing to be sorry about.

You just bumped into me.” He said back to Rachel with a big smile on his face. Rachel thought he had the most beautiful smell in the world and he was well dressed.

Everything on him looked brand new.

“Where are you going?” Black Ice asked.

“I’m going home.” She answered.

“Can I walk with you?”

“If you want to” Rachel replied with a smile, not use to the attention from such an attractive man. Rachel was a beautiful young woman with honey brown skin and an hour glass body shape. All the guys her age and older looked past her because she didn’t dress like the other girls. It’s not that she didn’t want to. It was because she could not afford it.

“So, what’s your name?” Black Ice asked her.

“It’s Rachel, and yours?”

“Black Ice” Rachel looked up at him like he was crazy.

“I know your mother did not name you Black Ice. So, what’s your real name?”

“It’s Michael Ice.”

“I like that name, Michael.”

“So Rachel how old are you?”

“I’m fifteen and you?”