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Authors: T. Styles

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“We better than back together and I’ma leave it at that.” I paused. "Now get under the covers."
“Better than back together?”
She wouldn’t let up. “If shit work out, I want you to move in with me at my new place. When I come back from L.A.”
“For real?!!!”
“Yeah…Now get under these covers and open your legs.” She did. “Wider.”

I ran my hands over her breasts and between her legs. Then slowly I eased into her pussy and she felt so fuckin’ good. Easing out of her I pushed my dick back in deeper and was immediately sucked into her wetness. Harmony bucked her hips wildly and bit down on her bottom lip. Her nails met the skin on my back and we were fuckin’ like we never fucked before. This was the best part about breaking up, the making up.

"Mmmmmmmm. I miss you so much, Jace." She told me.

I was working the fuck out of her pussy when all of a sudden…I felt a lot of heat on the shaft of my penis. I thought I was tripping at first so I continued to move in and out of her but slowly this time. But the feeling wouldn’t go away and the sensation got worst so I slowed down all together.

"I don’t feel good to you, Jace?” She said opening her eyes. “Am I doing something wrong?"
"Yeah you feel good to me."
"You sure? ‘Cause you not moving like you were when we first started."
"I said yeah, aight?! Stop trippin’."

Could she be burning that bad, where I would find out right away? Or was I burning her? After all, I did fuck Brittany earlier this week and we ain’t use a condom. I wasn’t sure and was about to stop until I saw her crying.

"What’s wrong?" I asked stopping my motions. "Am I hurtin’ you or somethin’?"

She wiped the wetness from her face and said, "No. But I know you been with somebody else, Jace, and it feels...It feels like you not responding to me no more. Like you don’t like me or something."

She sounded fake but I couldn’t be sure. "That ain’t hardly true. You know I’m feelin’ you."

"Yes it is true." I couldn’t stand to see her cry so I tried to focus on fucking her now and deal with everything else later. Plus I ain’t never heard of no nigga being able to tell if a chick burned him or not right away.

"Listen, I was trying to let you get yours off first but if you concerned about me gettin’ mine, that's exactly what I’m gonna do."

So I closed my eyes and tried to focus on her warmth. Her legs widened and I pushed deeper into her pussy. But the sensation was getting too bad and I decided I didn’t give a fuck about her feelings anymore. Something was up.

“Harmony, somethin’ ain’t right with you.” I said getting off of her body. When I got up, I went into the bathroom.

“What…What you mean?” She asked sitting up in the bed.

“My dick burnin’ like shit. Have you been fuckin’ somebody else?” If I found out she was cheating I don’t know what I would do to her.

“What?” She paused. “Fuck no! Why would you say that?”
“Because I ain’t never experience no shit like this when we fucked before.”
“Well maybe It’s somebody else you fuckin’. What about the girl I hear you be rolling around in your car with?”
I leaned out of the bathroom, wiping my dick with a warm washcloth. “Yo, get your shit together. We ‘bout to go.”
“I ain’t going nowhere until you tell me what the fuck you mean.”
“Aight then, stay here. But if you don’t have your shit on when I get ready to leave, you gettin’ left.”

She picked up the bible next to the bed and threw it at me. I ducked. “Fuck you! You the one cheating on me and now you trying to blame me!”

“If that woulda hit me I woulda dropped your ass!”

“I hate you, Jace!” She cried getting out of bed. “If you wanted to break up with me you shoulda just broke up with me! No need, to lie!”

The moment I was about to tell her how I really felt, two niggas kicked open the motel door.
“Ahhhhhhhh!!!” She screamed cowering in the corner.
I rushed for my gun but realized I left it in my car. “Get on the floor, nigga! Now!” One of them said to me.

After the two of them came in, I saw a third man. It was the nigga from earlier at the McDonalds. I should’ve went with my instincts and shot him when I had a chance. Now it was too late.

Harmony

I Got You

 

I couldn’t stop crying in the pitch-blackness of the trunk. They smacked me around a few times, but Jace was beaten so badly, that his face was covered in blood and he was almost unrecognizable. As the car, which held us, rolled over DC's bumpy streets, my head knocked against everything within the dark trunk. The pain I felt was overpowering. It angered me to know that the man I’d given directions to at the McDonald’s was there for us after all.

"Jace, can you hear me?" I whispered, hoping the kidnapper wouldn’t hear my voice. "Jace, please get up. I’m afraid."

When he didn’t respond I figured I had to get us out alive because he wouldn’t be able to do shit. I felt my surroundings with my hands, which were tied behind my back, and tried to see as much as I could with the light peeking in from the sides of the trunk. A long time ago my father told me that if I was ever kidnapped and thrown into a trunk, that I should try and knock the keyhole out and stick some material through it, to alert people driving behind us that I was inside. And if that didn’t work I should use my fingers instead. I was just a kid when he told me that, but I never forgot anything he said to me, even if I didn’t always listen.

Since my arms were duct taped behind my back, I felt some sort of long hard tool on the right of me. I placed my body on top of it and it felt like my back would break in half. Then I rubbed the tape on my wrists over and over on the edge of the tool until it was halfway torn. I could feel blood oozing from my back and hands, which was making it harder for me to cut the tape. But eventually I got myself free.

Once free, I started to untie Jace but I didn’t want to make too much noise, so he would have to wait. Focusing on the keyhole, whenever we rolled over a bump, I took the tool out and knocked it against the keyhole. For each bump we hit I did the same thing over and over again, until the keyhole became loose. Now I had more light shining inside from the streetlights outside. And then it dawned on me, the car was riding differently. There were more turns, which meant we were in a residential area and on our way to never being found again. It was truly now or never.

For a moment we drove without any jolts from DC potholes and I needed the noise to hit the keyhole so that the sounds would go undetected. So when the road got bumpy again, I banged harder on the keyhole and the car stopped completely.

"What the fuck?" I heard someone mumble from the front of the car.

Oh no! He heard me! I tried to position myself like he had me, but I knew it wasn’t going to work. I was completely wet from my blood and sweat trying to set myself free. When the trunk opened, I squinted because the lights were blinding and all I could see was my abductor’s silhouette. I knew it was over so I decided then and there to just give up. But the moment I did, I saw cop lights behind the car. But the kidnapper was so focused on me that he didn’t see them.

"What you doing back here, bitch?"

"Fuck you!" I screamed as loud as I could. "Help!!!!! Help!!!!

He stole me so hard in the face, I felt my teeth clank together. "You're gonna wish you ain’t try no slick shit with me, bitch."

"Who's gonna wish they ain’t try no slick shit?" The cop said walking up behind him. The kidnapper slammed the trunk shut and I banged on the inside of the trunk hysterically.

"No one, officer," the kidnapper laughed. "I was just talking to myself.”
“Where are you going?”
“I’m just on my way to visit my sister."
“Well what’s that banging inside your trunk?”
“Uh…Nothing.”
"Oh yeah? Well open it up, I want to see for myself."
"Officer, this really isn't necessary."
"Open the trunk, sir! I won’t ask you again!" The officer yelled.

It was silent and I was nervous. Something was about to happen but what? Knowing this was my last chance, I kicked the trunk several times again and yelled, "Hellllp! Hellllp! We’re in here!"

There was a brief silent period before I heard the officer say, "He’s going for a gun!"

"What the..." I heard another voice say followed by a hail of bullets.

I knew then that whoever wanted me or Jace, wanted us badly enough to kill a police officer. When the trunk door opened, I knew our fate would be revealed. Court was held in the streets, and this was the verdict.

I saw a shiny badge and exhaled when I saw the officer’s face. He put the gun on his holster and said, "Are you two alright?"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

We were in the hospital for two hours before I saw six people walk up to Jace's room in a hurry. The only one I recognized was Kali and Tony Wop. Tony’s muscles peeked from the sides of his shirt and he talked smoothly. His accent was different from a DC accent because he was from L.A.

"You alright?" Kali asked me blocking my view of Tony. He’s such a hater.

"Not really. I got cuts on my back and wrists. My head hurts pretty badly too, but I’m alive. I can’t believe all this shit popped off tonight." I said looking around him at Tony.

Kali adjusted the leather strap he had on his back and said, “At least you safe,” he said looking into my eyes. I never understood why he went around town with a hatchet. Part of it was creepy, but the other part was bold and it kinda turned me on. “Don’t worry ‘bout nothin’ else though. I got you.”

“Kali, where were you earlier? Jace said he was looking all over for you.”

“Let me deal with that. I’m just glad you’re alive. When I heard some niggas kicked that door in, I almost lost it.”

I didn’t know what Kali meant by the way he was looking at me. Plus he was fucking Cherry, so why was he all in my face? Don’t get me wrong, I ain’t got no problem fucking what I want, but him and I will never be like that.

Tony all of a sudden walked up to me and said, "I’m sorry you got mixed in this shit tonight but I ‘ppreciate you gettin’ my peoples out of that shit alive. I heard ‘bout the keyhole thing too. That shit was smart." Kali looked at him as if he had just violated by speaking to me and all I could think about was the way Tony would feel inside of my pussy. I thought about fucking 24/7 and tonight was no different. “But are you aight?”

“Yeah…She fine. I got her.” Kali interrupted.

What the fuck was he doing?
I thought. Tony looked at him and then at me. “I’m talkin’ to her, cuz.” He said mean mugging him.

“Yeah, but I was just tellin’ you that I’ma make sure she aight.”
“Yeah but that wasn’t the question. And I wasn’t even talkin’ to you, homie.” He paused. “But we do have a conversation due.”
“What convo you gotta have with me?”

“We’ll have it soon. Don’t worry ‘bout that shit.” He said looking at me as if I had just violated a private meeting. “With my cousin bein’ down, I’ma be the one lookin’ after things.”

“Whenever you ready.” Kali said back.

The two looked at each other with harsh stares and I decided it was time to bring the attention back to me so I said, “Is Jace gonna be alright?”

“Yeah…We cut from the same cloth. Don’t worry ‘bout him. You just take care of yourself.” I knew right then he was as attracted to me as I was to him. "Well let me get back to my cousin. Kali, I’ma holla at you,” he paused pointing his finger at his chest, “later.” He walked away giving him one last boss look.

When Tony left, Kali said, "Go wait for me in the lobby, I’ma take you home. You shouldn't be out here this late at night anyway."

“Can you please tell me why you acted like that just now? You acting like I’m Cherry or something.”

“What are you talkin’ about?”

“What am I talking about? You were acting all possessive and shit. I don’t like that, Kali, people could get the wrong impression.”

“Hold up, you’re worried about someone gettin’ the wrong impression? Of you?”

“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” I asked putting my hands on my hips.

"Harmony, go wait in the lobby and don’t make me say it again.” He said pushing me toward the elevator. “You don’t need to be over here with all these niggas anyway.”

I was tired and after the night I had, really didn’t feel like arguing. “The next time you want to boss me around, be sure you’re putting money in my pocket.”

“You gonna make me tell you again to go wait in the lobby?” He asked ignoring my statement. He was acting real crazy and didn’t look the same.

“Hurry up.” I told him before walking away. “I ain’t waitin’ all day.”

I was a few feet away from Jace’s room when Karen’s overweight fat ass stepped in my path and said, "What are you doing here?"

“Jace is my boyfriend, Karen.” I said. “And I was kidnapped with him.”
“This is probably all your fault, I don’t trust you. Stay away from him.”
“I’m not trying to hear none of the shit you spittin’. But if Jace wants me to leave him alone, that’s between me and him.”

She looked at me like I shitted on myself and walked away. Tony walked over to her hugged her and they walked into Jace’s room. But before she turned the corner she made sure to look at me again. She had a major issue with me and I knew right then that after the problem we had in the hotel, the only way to get Jace to stay with me was to trap him into a pregnancy. So I was gonna do what I had to do.

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