She's Gotta Have It: A Hood Love Story (11 page)

I hated yet loved how intelligent he was. You would think he had a college degree if you met him.

“Well, I will just have to cross that bridge when I get to it,” I spat.

“Fine with me,” he smiled.

“Why are you so happy?” I asked.

“I just got a new house and car,” he nodded. What? Why is it that niggas always do well after y’all break up?

“You must have a new bitch too,” I said, hoping he would tell me if he did or not.

“Nah, not yet. I’m focused on getting my shit together,” he cheesed. I stood up and dropped my robe to the floor. “Zooey-” I pressed my lips against his, and boy did I miss the feeling. He wrapped his strong mocha arms around my body, and let his hands roam my back.

“Make love to me,” I whispered in his ear.

“No, Zooey, I can’t do this,” he said and pulled me away from him.

“Q-”

“I’m not about to be your side nigga that you come running to when you want to be loved. That ain’t me Zooey. I’ve loved you this whole time and it wasn’t enough. Now that I’m gone, you acting like you love me and shit?” he frowned disgustedly. I was still in his lap straddling him, as I looked down into his brown eyes.

“Qadir, I do love you baby,” I blurted. I’d never told him I loved him.

He looked in my eyes to see if I was being honest, and he knew I was. He pulled me back close to him, and then stood up and took me to the bedroom. Once we were naked, I took his dick into my mouth and began to work my magic on it.

“Zooey,” he moaned in a low tone.

I let my saliva flow like a river, as I bobbed my head up and down his shaft. Once he released his seeds down my throat, I laid back so he could return the favor.

“Oooh,” I cooed as Qadir French kissed between my legs. My body was warm all over, and goose bumps began to appear on my arms. I loved this man so much. “Uhhhhh!” I cried out as I released my orgasm.

He planted a soft kiss on my pussy, and then several up my stomach. He took my nipples into his mouth, and devoured them gently.

“Oh my gosh,” I whispered as I threw my head back.

He kissed up my collarbone until he reached my lips, where we wrestled with our tongues. We scooted to the middle of the bed, not breaking our kiss, and he slid into me. I turned the light out to dim the room. It was morning time so the room still had some light from the sun.

“I love you Qadir,” I moaned as he kissed my neck. I never wanted to leave the moment I was in right now. “I love you so much,” I added. I felt like now that I had admitted to loving him, I couldn’t stop saying it. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling between my hips, as Qadir sucked my lips.

“I love you too baby,” he finally replied as he ran his hands all over my body.

After making love for four hours straight, I decided to cook us some lunch. While the chicken was in the oven, we took a shower together to get cleaned up. When we got out, I saw Noah had called and text me seven times. Shit. I turned my phone off, and got dressed quickly to check on the food.

“You done with him?” Qadir asked as we sat in front of the TV with our food.

“Yeah,” I lied and stuffed my face. I would be done with Noah soon, just not right now. I needed to secure a working relationship with Latif first.   

Josalyn

Andi was becoming more and more aggressive as far as ending my relationship with Cassian. She would take my phone sometimes, or try to force me to go to parties with her at nights. We would damn near come to blows, and I was getting tired of the shit. I would hate to beat my sister’s ass, but I would. It killed me that she would still want me to come out with her after what Khalid tried to do to me.

Speaking of Khalid, obviously the world was in shock to find out that he had disappeared without a trace. People were always posting about finding him, and only a few of us knew he wasn’t coming back. I felt weird whenever people would talk about him, because of what Cassian did. But whatever, he deserved what happened to him for putting his hands on me and trying to rape me. I still to this day had nightmares about it.

I walked out of my bedroom and down to Andi’s. I needed to tell her that I was moving in with Cassian. He didn’t want me living with my sisters anymore, because he said they were starting to get a bad reputation ‘in the game’ as he called it.

“Hey,” I said as I walked into Andi’s room. I felt now was a good time, since Zooey was here as well.

“Hey,” Andi responded as she put clothes into a suitcase. There were boxes everywhere around the room.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“I’m moving out,” she smiled.

“What? How? When did you decide this?” I frowned. I was so confused.

“Denim asked me to move in with him,” she beamed as she put tape on one of the boxes.

“Andi, he’s a bad guy,” I said.

“No he’s not,” she replied dryly.

“He’s always with other women.  He makes you look dumb in front of everybody,” I turned my lip up and sat on the bed. Zooey was sitting on Andi’s bed texting.

“So what! As long as they know I’m his main woman! Those bitches don’t mean nothing to him!” Andi spat as she started to tape another box.

“Well I guess we should sell the house then,” I exhaled.

“Why?” Zooey scowled, looking up from her phone.

“Because, I’m going to live with Cassian,” I smiled. I was so excited to live with him. We couldn’t get enough of each other.

“No the fuck you’re not,” Andi spat and put her hands on her hips. What the fuck did she think this was?

“Yes I am,” I stood up.

Andi grabbed my arm roughly and I snatched it from her. “You gone let that whack ass nigga drag you down!” she glared at me.

“He’s not gonna drag me anywhere!” I shouted.

“Yes he is. Just watch,” Andi smirked.

“Don’t sell the house. I’m sure when he goes broke, you guys will need somewhere to live,” Zooey chuckled and Andi nodded in agreement.

“Fuck both of y’all,” I yelled. “And for the record, if you grab me like that again I’m gonna beat your ass!” I grimaced and then stormed out.

“Josalyn!” Andi called after me but I ignored her.

I left the house immediately so that I could go see Cassian at his home. When he answered the door, he was in a heated conversation over business it seemed like.

“Just tell him to call me,” he said as I followed him through the foyer and to the den. We sat down on the couch simultaneously, and then he finished his conversation and hung up.

“What was all that about?” I quizzed.

“I don’t have a fucking deal anymore,” he replied and shook his head.

“What does that mean?” I asked worried.

“It means I’m back to square one in a way. Back to the nigga I was before I got a deal, just with a little more bread,” he chuckled but I could tell he was bothered.

“You sure you want me to move in?” 

“Yeah babe, of course,” he half-smiled.

“You have enough money for me to live here? If not, I have money saved,” I grinned and rubbed his back. He didn’t say anything, and pulled me into his lap.

“Don’t worry about money okay? I got you baby. I wouldn’t leave you out there to dry, and I don’t need to use your money. You keep that for yourself,” he smiled and squeezed my thigh. He kissed my neck, and then laid his head against my chest as I rubbed his head.

“You sure?” I questioned.

“I’m positive,” he smirked. “You look like you may be getting thick,” he said as he eyed my body.

“Really?” I yelped as I looked down at my thighs.

“You pregnant?” he squinted his eyes up at me.

“I-I,” I stuttered and shrugged.
I know I haven’t been that negligent towards my body,
I thought.

“Let’s find out,” he said and tapped me to get off his lap.

We went to Walgreens Pharmacy, and after ten minutes of him signing autographs and taking pictures with people, we were finally able to buy the test. We bought two boxes that came with two each, and I peed on all of them.

“Go check,” Cassian said nervously. I nodded and stood up to go to the bathroom.

I went and picked them all up, and almost fainted. I grabbed all four, and slowly walked out of the bathroom.

“What do they say?” he asked.

“I’m pregnant,” I replied and he exhaled heavily. I walked closer to him and rubbed his hair slowly. “I’m sorry,” I said and plopped down on the bed next to him.

“Sorry for what?” he furrowed his brows, obviously confused.

“For ruining your life,” I answered. 

“How did you ruin my life?” he laughed.

“Cause I’m having your baby, a-and you’re going through something right now. This is a bad time,” I said matter-of-factly.

“Josalyn, you didn’t make the baby alone, unless there is something I don’t know,” he chuckled lightly. “But telling me that you’re having my baby, that’s the greatest thing you’ve ever said to me Pretty,” he said kissing the back of my hand. “It may not be the best time, but a baby is always a blessing.”

“Yeah?” I cheesed.

“Yeah, I ain’t broke yet,” he laughed. “And there’s no other girl that I’d rather have a baby with,” he stared into my eyes intensely and kissed my lips. “I love you,” he whispered. “And you,” he added and raised my shirt to kiss my flat stomach.

I was so scared, but at least I was almost a college graduate. I was just worried about finishing medical school.

He grabbed me again and kissed my lips repeatedly. “I love you so fucking much,” he said in between kisses, making me smile.

***

“Uhhh shit,” I moaned as I bounced slowly on Cassian’s dick. He let his hands run all over the front of my body, and then squeezed my breasts.

“Cum on your dick Josalyn,” he whispered. I loved the way he made my name sound.

“I am daddy!” I cried out as I felt myself release.

He sat up and sucked my nipples, as I continued to bounce slowly. He flipped me on my back, and then pinned my hands up. He pumped into me hard yet slow, and it felt so good.

“Cassiaannn,” I whimpered as he sucked my neck. I locked my legs around him, as he continued to glide in and out of my pussy.

“I love you, girl. I’m gone take care of you and my baby,” he said in a low tone as he stared down into my eyes. I pulled his face close, and accepted his tongue into my mouth.

“I know,” I replied in between kisses.

Chapter Ten: Andi

I let out a heavy sigh, as I put some Eco Styler gel on my edges. Today Denim was taking me with him to the studio. He never asked me to go with him, but for some reason he was adamant about me going this time.

“Come on,” Denim boomed as he put his snapback on. I quickly grabbed my purse and followed him out.

When we pulled up to the studio, Denim got out and walked around to open my door. As I was getting out, he stared between my legs at my panties.

“Why you wearing that short ass shit?” he asked turning his lip up.

“‘Cause I wanted to,” I spat.

“Watch your fucking mouth,” he growled. I didn’t respond and just shook my head. I wasn’t in the mood for his craziness.

He grabbed my hand and led me inside the big ass plush studio. When we walked into the room, there were three other niggas and Hollis. What the fuck was he doing here? Denim dapped everyone up, including Hollis, and then led me over to the couch.

“What's up Andi?” Hollis chuckled and nodded as to say
wow
.

“Hi,” I replied dryly.

Denim went into the booth and started to lay down a couple tracks, as his homeboy started to roll one. Once he rolled about four blunts, Denim walked out for a break. I stood up to go to the bathroom, and when I came back, the room was filled with smoke. I coughed lightly, and waved the smoke out of my face as I made my way through the room. When I walked past Hollis, he pinched my ass.

“Stop nigga!” I frowned.

“You wasn’t saying that when I was eating, and stroking that hoe ass pussy!” he shouted back.

“Aye, watch your fucking mouth!” Denim yelled, surprising everyone in the room.

“Nigga please. That bitch is a hoe. She’ll be back in my bed in a couple weeks,” Hollis scoffed.

“I think this nigga in love or something,” Denim laughed and so did his friends.

“What nigga? I don’t love no hoe!” Hollis spat.

“I think you do. She’s all you talk about. But get over it. She’s moved on to bigger and better things Mr. DJ,” Denim smirked.

“For now,” Hollis laughed and took a pull.

Denim yanked me over to him, and pulled me into the small bathroom. He lifted me onto the sink, and started pulling my panties down.

“Denim they can hear!” I squealed as he released his monster.

“Didn’t I tell you to hush your fucking mouth?” he said through gritted teeth. I nodded and allowed him to wiggle himself into me. “I can’t believe how tight your pussy is,” he grunted as he ripped me apart. Only Denim would insult me while fucking me. I rolled my eyes on the inside.

“Ahhh!” I cried out as he pounded my spot over and over. “Deniiimmm,” I whispered as he sucked my neck and earlobe. The sound of him plowing into my wet pussy took me over the edge.

“Yo’ hoeing days are over. This is my pussy,” he grunted and stared me in the eyes. “Say it,” he added.

“This is your pussy daddy! Uhhhh!” I yelled and released my juices all over his pole. He pushed my legs towards me, and sped up his unbelievable strokes.

“Arrgghhhhhh!” we shouted together as I came for the second time, and he released into me. I pulled him close and kissed him hard.

I wanted this nigga and I needed him. I didn’t want to but I did. He slowly slid out of me as he sucked my chin. We cleaned ourselves up, and when we walked out, Hollis was so hot you could fry an egg on him. Denim plopped down, grabbed another blunt, and pulled me into his lap. He wrapped his strong arm around my waist, locking me in place. He kissed down my arm as he stared Hollis in his angry eyes.

“Tell him whose bitch you are,” Denim ordered.

“I’m yours,” I smiled and kissed his forehead.

“Fuck this. You gone get yours Andi,” Hollis shot up out of his seat and left. I stuck my tongue out at him, and then waved him off.

After Denim recorded a couple more songs, we decided to go to Supper Club. This was the norm for us. We stayed in the clubs together these days.

Because I was on the hottest rapper in the game’s arm, we walked right in after arriving. We sat in our VIP section, and all of a sudden, it became flooded with about ten different hoes.

One strutted over and sat in Denim’s lap. He was holding my hand, and had his other arm wrapped around her waist. Really? Wow. I tried to pull my hand away from his, but he gripped it tighter.

“Let me go Denim, I have to use the bathroom,” I lied.

My stomach felt like I was plunging on a roller coaster. I felt like I was about to cry, and I wasn’t gonna do it in front of him. This wasn’t me. I was a tough bitch who didn’t care about these niggas. I was supposed to use them and then move on. For some reason, Denim was able to get access to my heart, and he was the worst nigga on top of that.

“You don’t have to use the bathroom,” he leaned over and whispered into my ear, as the bitch gave him a lap dance to "679" by Fetty Wap.

I looked so dumb holding hands with this nigga while he got a lap dance from another bitch. Everyone and their mama knew he and I were together, and I’m sure they were gonna roast me on social media. I wasn’t ready for it either.

The tears in my eyes could no longer wait, and they began to slowly trail down my smooth mocha cheeks. I felt Denim look over at me, so I quickly wiped them away with my free hand, just as the song switched. Denim nudged the girl off, and leaned over to softly kiss my cheek. I sniffled and continued to stare straight ahead, looking at the rest of the club goers. He craned his neck around so that he could see my face, and then kissed my lips gently. The tears began to flow freely again, but in abundance this time. He scooted closer to me, and pressed his lips against mine much harder than before. He started to suck my lips, and my crying went from silent to hysterical.

“Why are you tr-treating me this way?” I stammered like a little weak bitch.

For some reason, Blaze’s girl that damn near begged me to leave her nigga alone in Coffee Bean came to mind. I was starting to see things her way.

Denim reached his right arm over to wrap around my body, as he continued to kiss me like he loved me, when we all knew he didn’t.

“You know it’s all about me and you,” he whispered into my mouth.

He continued to kiss me passionately for about ten minutes, until my tears had dried up. Why did it have to be him? Where had the old Andi Richardson gone?

Zooey

I no longer worked for Poppy, obviously, but I wasn’t tripping. I only worked for her to achieve one thing: get Noah on my side.

“What time you coming back?” Qadir smiled, as he lay in bed shirtless. His house was off the chain, and I couldn’t wait to add my touch.

“Like 10pm,” I replied and pecked his lips.

“But if not, I will be over first thing in the morning,” I smiled and so did he.

“I love you,” he said.

“I love you too babe,” I winked and switched out. I was in bliss with him.

Qadir thought I was going to have drinks with my sister but no; I was just going to have a chill night with Noah. He swore I never made time for him anymore, which was true because Qadir and I were back on. I was gonna break up with him, but I needed to make sure Latif and I were cool enough for me to do so.

“Hey sexy,” Noah answered his door.

“Hey boo,” I smirked and leaned up to kiss his lips. As soon as he closed the door, he started to try and take my clothes off. “Noah! Noah! Chill,” I frowned and slapped his hands away.

“I haven’t had you in weeks. Come on,” he damn near begged.

“Can we watch a movie first? Or is that all you want me for now, sex?” I raised a brow and folded my arms.

“Now you know I love your crazy ass,” he replied and slapped me hard on the ass.

“Ouch!” I whined and followed him to the theatre room in his house.

I tried to pick a long ass movie, because I wanted to stall having sex with him. For some reason I only wanted Qadir between my legs.

“Stop Noah,” I frowned as he constantly planted wet kisses on my shoulders and collarbone.

He ignored me and reached over to unbutton my jean shorts. I rolled my eyes as he dropped to the floor and yanked them down. He pulled my panties to the side, and licked on my pearl softly. He tugged my panties down, only to the knees, and then lifted my legs in the air. He placed his palms on the back of my thighs, as he devoured my pussy with my legs in the air.

“Oh shit, oooh!” I cooed as he ate my pussy like it was his last meal. “Eat it daddy! Damn!” I panted as I came hard.

He stood up and pulled his dick out. I tried to put my legs down and remove my panties all the way, but he stopped me.

“Leave it like that,” he ordered. He rolled a condom down, and slid into me slowly. “Oh my gosh Zooey,” he twisted his face up.

He pumped me hard and fast, as my legs stood up straight in the air. Before I could even get there, he came long and hard. He came early 60% of the fucking time. I pushed him out of me, and he laughed and plopped down on the couch with the condom still on his dick. I rolled my eyes and dug into my purse for a wipe.

As I was pulling my jean shorts and panties up, a loud crash was heard outside. Noah hopped up and put his clothes on. He raced outside and I was right on his heels. There Poppy’s white ass was, busting the windows out of his Mercedes.

“What the fuck!” he yelled and raced towards her. When she saw him coming, she started to swing it at him.

“Back up motherfucker!” she screamed in her proper tone. I folded my arms and laughed at her antics. “I knew I shouldn’t have trusted you!” she glared and pointed at me with the bat.
All I know is she better not hit my fucking car
, I thought. I was ready to beat her ass! “Noah, break it off with her right now!” she shouted and closed her eyes like a mad woman.

“Poppy, it’s a wrap. I love her. I ain’t trying to be with you like that anymore,” Noah responded and I shook my head. Little did he know, he wasn’t gone have me either; at least not for long.

“Really? Ten years just thrown in the trash?” she started to cry.

“I’m gone always have love for you P,” Noah shrugged.

“Noah, what did I do? Let me fix it baby!” she sobbed and tried to hug him after dropping her aluminum bat. He shoved her away lightly, and turned his lip up.

“Nah, go on with that. It’s over. I already ordered the divorce papers,” he replied dryly yet irritated. She immediately diverted her attention to me.

“I’m coming for you, you black bitch!” she nodded and frowned.

“Get yo’ ass out of here, looking like a raw turkey in a dress!” I chuckled and she jogged away.

She stopped to look back, so I walked up to Noah and kissed him nice and freaky-like. She shook her head, dropped it, and then walked off. Bitch.

Josalyn

Today I was going to get my hair done, and I couldn't wait. I was tired of working with my natural curly texture. It seemed like every other day I had to comb it out. I just wanted it straightened so I could be on my way.

"I like your hair natural," Cassian smiled.

"Are you gonna comb it?" I raised a brow.

"Yeah, come here and let me hook you up." He laughed and started to take it out of its bun.

"Stooop!" I whined and smacked his hand. He got on top of me and kissed my lips slowly.

"No Cassian," I chuckled as he slipped his hands down into my panties.

"Just a quickie," he whispered as he darted his soft tongue into my mouth, while playing with my clit.

"It's never quick with you," I moaned as he kissed on my neck, and plunged his fingers into me.

He used his other hand to pull my sweat shorts and panties down, while not breaking his fingering session. "Ahhh!" I purred as I felt myself cum on his fingers. He dropped his head between my legs, and licked up all my juices before releasing his dick.

"Why did you stop?" I asked referring to him licking my pussy.

"You said you wanted it quick," he smirked.

He grabbed my thighs and yanked me towards him. He slowly slid into me, and stroked me gently. Once my body relaxed around his size, he sped up, hitting my spot.

"Ca-Cassiaannn!" I whimpered as he went ham. We were both sweating profusely, as he fucked me senseless. "Oh my gosh, I'm about to cum so hard!" I shouted. Cassian stayed silent as he stared down at me, biting his lip. "Oohhh!" I cooed as I exploded. He kept his pace as if I hadn't, and soon came inside me.

He panted and stared down at me licking his lips. Damn he was so sexy. His toasted brown sugar complexion glistened from all the sweat we worked up. He pulled out of me, and collapsed next to me. I sat up, and my side of the bed was drenched from sweat. Cassian hopped out the bed, rushed me, and picked me up so we could shower together.

"Only shower, no sex," I giggled as he kissed my sweaty neck on the way to the bathroom.

***

"Good morning Josalyn, may I help you?" the receptionist asked.