Official Girl 2 (12 page)

             
“Fuck is you laughing at?”

             
“Yo sweet ass,” I spat. “You fucking up my son birthday and I don’t appreciate that shit. I don’t appreciate you upsetting the mother of my child, either.”

             
“Nigga fuck you, whatever the fuck me and Neicey go through ain’t got shit to do with you,” he tried to get loud.

             
“It got everything to do with me when you sit in my face and upset her. It most definitely got shit to do with me when you put my name in it.” I got up and put Romell in Lani’s lap because I knew shit was about to get real.

             
“Nigga yo ass just mad because she don’t want yo ass no more.” He stood up acting tough. Ramone and Neicey walked out of the house.

             
I smirked, “Oh yeah? Well I can’t tell because I’ve been up in that just as much as you have since y’all been together. Nigga I can get it whenever I want and that’s been a proven fact.”

             
I didn’t mean to put Neicey out like that but I had to let that nigga know that he didn’t have shit on me. “I know for a fact that she was faithful when she was with me but can you say the same?” I laughed. I saw Pops get up out of the corner of my eye, he was about to defuse the situation before it could get worse.

             
“Really Neicey? You been fucking this nigga behind my back? That’s how we doing this shit now?” he asked when she got to us.

             
She shot me an evil look but I didn’t give a damn. “It only happened three times and I haven’t done it since you gave me the ring.”

             
He laughed. “Nigga I don’t give a fuck what y’all had, you need to face the fact that I have her now.”

             
“Fuck ever nigga. You need to face the fact that I’ll be around all the time and I ain’t going nowhere, ever.”

             
That nigga tried to run up on me and I caught him right in his jaw. He tried to come back, but I hit him with another two-piece. I heard Neicey yelling in the background and Mell screaming. I turned to look at my son then I heard a gun cocking. That bitch nigga had his gun pointed at me. I smirked when I heard about five other guns cocking. I looked and saw Ramone and his boys pointing their guns at Kamil. “Lani, take my sons in the house, now!”

             
She did as I told her. Pop-Pop came and stood by me. “Son put the gun down, all this ain’t even necessary,” he said.

             
“Yeah boy, put that gun down, you’re outnumbered anyways,” I taunted. I caught the dirty look Pops gave me but I was testing that nigga’s gangster.

             
Neicey stood directly in front of his gun. “Is this what you really wanna do?”

             
“Reneice move the fuck out of the way, if that nigga shoot you I’m going back to prison,” Ramone said.

             
“I got this y’all,” she turned around and said.

             
She whispered something in that nigga’s ear and he lowered his gun. “Put the guns away y’all,” she told her brother and his friends. “And if anyone one of y’all ever pull a gun out around my sons, I’ve got a bullet for each and every one of you. Now try me if you want to.”

             
I smirked because her lil ass was always threatening somebody. She turned and looked at me; she grabbed my arm and pulled me away from everybody. “You straight?” she asked.

             
“Yeah, I’m cool.”

             
“Good,” she punched me in the chest. No lie, that shit hurt.

             
“Fuck was that for man?” I asked while rubbing my chest.

             
“For running yo damn mouth. That shit was supposed to stay between us, why the fuck would you do that?”

             
“Man, that nigga was talking crazy and I had to put him in his place.”

             
“What’s his place Mykell? You just do shit to get under my skin,” she fumed.

             
“His place is being a damn rebound nigga! And don’t question me about shit I do, you know better.”

             
“I can’t fucking stand you!”

             
“I know something you can stand though,” I smiled devilishly.

             
“Fuck you,” she shook her head.

             
“If that’s what you want then I can make that happen for you.”

             
She just rolled her eyes. “Anyways, can you keep Fat tonight?”

             
“Do you gotta ask me to keep my son?”

             
“Just answer the question.”

             
“Yeah, man, I got him.”

             
“Thank you.”

             
“That’s not how I want to be thanked.”

             
“Whatever Kell,” she said, walking away.
Damn, that ass getting fat. It’s really time for her to bring her ass home. I’ve had enough of this bullshit.

The ride home was a quiet one. I was pissed to find out that Neicey had fucked that nigga behind my back. Not one but three times. Shit, I couldn’t be mad at her for keeping secrets seeing how I was keeping one myself. Something deep inside me wanted to tell her.
Fuck it, I’ma tell her.
I went upstairs to find her, when I got to the room I saw the whole room lit with candles and she was standing there in an all-black lace teddy.
She knows that’s my favorite color.
She walked up to me, “I’m sorry about tonight, actually I’m sorry about everything. I promise you I haven’t slept with him for months and it will
never
happen again. I don’t want him. Here is where I wanna be.”

             
I could even think straight because my dick was standing at attention. “It’s cool; I know how to punish that ass.”

             
She grabbed my hand and led me to the end of the bed where she had a chair waiting. She pushed me down in it and when to the stereo system. “Dance for You” by Beyoncé came on. She walked over to the stripper pole I had in our room and turned to look at me with lust in her eyes.
This shit about to get good.

             
She climbed up the pole and hung upside down with her legs still wrapped around the pole. Then she came down into a full split. “Damn! Yo ass been holding out,” I said, grabbing my dick. She walked over to me seductively and she straddled my lap and started grinding slowly while licking my neck. She started singing in my ear.

             
I wanna say thank you in case I don’t thank you enough

             
A woman in the street and a freak in the you know what

             
Sit back, sit back. It’s the pre-game show, daddy you know what’s up

             
Loving you is really all that’s on my mind.

             
I couldn’t take it no more. The way she was grinding on my dick and licking my neck had me about to bust in my pants. I picked her lil ass up and carried her to the bed. I laid her down and slid her panties to the side, fuck taking them things off. I unbuckled my pants and let them fall to the ground, I didn’t bother stepping out of them or taking my boxers off. My dick shot through the hole in my boxers and I did one big thrust into her wetness.

             
She was still grinding to the music, so I found her spot and pounded with no mercy. “Uhh! Mil wait!” She was trying to talk but I wasn’t hearing shit. “Nope, I told you I was gonna punish yo ass,” I said picking up speed,

             
“Turn yo ass over,” I demanded and she did as she was told.

             
I continued pounding and grabbed a handful of her hair, knowing she hated that shit but I didn’t care. Like I said, I was about to punish that ass. “Tell me you’re sorry.”

             
“I… Uhh… sorr…y.” She couldn’t get a full sentence out. I smacked her ass, “That’s what I thought!”

             
I swear we went at it for hours. I threw her little ass in every position I could think of. By time we were done, we both fell on the bed, breathing hard as hell and sweaty as shit. “Damn,” was all she could say.

             
I went up there with the intention of having a serious talk with her.
Fuck that, the shit can wait till another time.
I got up and reached for her hand. “Let’s go take a shower and get some sleep.”

             
“I can’t move.”

             
I laughed and picked her up and carried her to the bathroom. I turned the shower on and put her in it. We took our time washing each other. I really loved that girl and could see myself spending the rest of my life with her. Fuck her bitch ass baby daddy! He had his turn to do right by her, but he fucked it up. Now I was going to show him how it was done. I refused to end things with her, that was exactly what he wanted.

             
I was on my way to Kamil’s club to surprise him. I hadn’t been there since the night of my birthday, so I decided to go show my baby some love. Of course, I had my right hand, Le’Lani, with me. Since I knew everyone that worked there and my baby was the boss, there was no standing in line for us.

             
“Hey Miss Lady,” my favorite bouncer Timbo said. “Long time no see.”

             
“I know right, I thought I would come out and bless y’all with my presence tonight,” I joked as I walked in the club with Lani at my side.

             
While Lani headed to VIP to get us a table, I headed for the stairs to Kamil’s office.

             
“Hey Neicey, umm, what you doing here?” Frog, another bouncer asked.

             
“What you not happy to see me?”

             
“Yeah, it’s just I didn’t know you were coming,” he said looking at the stairs.

             
“Ya boy in his office?” I asked.

             
“Uhh, yeah he… he up there,” he answered looking at the stairs once again.

             
I knew something was going on because he kept looking at those damn stairs. I walked past his big ass as if I was on a mission.

             
When I got to Kamil’s office, I stood outside and heard voices. One of them belonged to a female. She was giggling like a damn church girl. I opened the door and saw that bitch sitting on Kamil’s desk right in front of his ass. He was grinning from ear to ear like the damn joker.

             
“I really hope I’m not interrupting anything. I would hate to have to shoot this bitch up,” I said in a deadly tone.

             
Kamil jumped up and walked towards me. “Uhh, hey baby, what are you doing here?”

             
I passed him and a bitch that had too much makeup caked on her face. She was wearing a smirk that was about 2 seconds from being slapped off.

             
“Dismiss yo bitch before I set it off in here, and on my momma’s grave, I’m not playing,” I said never taking my eyes off that hoe.

             
“It’s time for you to go,” Kamil said turning around.

             
“What you mean it’s time for me to go? You weren’t telling me to leave when I had your dick in my mouth,” she said, rolling her neck.

             
I just rolled my eyes and reached in my purse. “Yo Neicey chill,” Kamil said.

             
I ignored him, pulled a stack out, and slapped the bitch with it. “Now he asked you to leave, don’t make him ask you again,” I said.

             
She wasted no time picking up the money and leaving the office. I cut my eyes at Kamil. “I’ll deal with yo stupid ass later,” I said before leaving him in his office.

             
“Neicey,” he called out, but I kept walking as if I didn’t hear shit.

             
I went to find Lani in VIP, when I got there; Kamil’s hoe and her friends were looking like they had something to say. I just looked at the busted hoes and went on about my business.

             
“Wassup mami? How ya boy doing?” Lani asked.

             
I shrugged and called for a waiter.
I need a drink and I need one now,
I thought as I ordered a bottle of 1800 Silver.

             
“Alright Niecey, talk to me. You just ordered some liquor and you don’t even drink, that’s not you, so wassup,” Lani said, looking at me seriously.