You Needed Me A Love Story (11 page)

Two weeks later…

TQ pulled up to my grandmother’s house as I reached into the back to grab my duffle bag. It seemed like we’d been Siamese twins ever since we met. I’d only known him for a month now, and he was already my boyfriend. I’d never moved this fast before. Because he was so attractive and sought after, it was still a little bit hard to believe that he’d chosen me to be his first real girlfriend as he would say.

“Aight shorty, I should be back in town in a couple days.” He squeezed my thigh with his tattooed hand, making goose bumps rise on my arms.

I leaned over and pressed my lips against his, then draped my arms around his neck to caress the back of his head. I hated that we had to be apart, but I think it was healthy for me to have a break from him, and he did have to go do some work down in South Carolina.

“Okay, call me as soon as you can.”

“I will call once I’m settled into my hotel suite.”

I nodded, then exited the car wearing this new casual chiffon dress by Jeremy Scott that TQ had purchased me. It was $445, but he still got it for me anyway. I didn’t want it after I saw the price, but since he’d bought it, the least I could do was wear it.

It was a Wednesday morning, and since it was summer the sun was shining brightly. Summer was my favorite time of the year. I stood at my grandmother’s porch steps and just admired the heat from the sun against my skin, before walking into the house.

As soon as I got in, I saw my grandmother sitting on the couch. We’d talked a little on the phone, but not long enough for her to speak her mind. I knew she had things she wanted to say to me, and while away I just wasn’t interested.

“Hey, Ma.”

“Good morning sweetie, come sit down.” She gave me a warm smile and patted the couch cushion next to her. The couch was a three-seater, so I sat on the third pillow, leaving space between us.

“Where is Matikah?” I quizzed.

“She went to the nail shop; she should be back soon.”

“Oh, okay,” I nodded as my grandmother looked me up and down, taking in my appearance. I had mink nails, a new gold watch and necklace, not to mention my dress, and I was sure she could smell how expensive my new Chanel perfume was. I forgot to mention that my necklace was a small gold chain with the letters TQ hanging from it.

“You’ve been with TQ this whole time, huh?” she asked, and again I nodded in response. “Did you give him your body, Kimberlyn?”

I sat there breathing a bit heavily, wondering if I should tell her the truth. I was always honest with my grandmother, but then again I never had anything to hide. Telling her that I’d lost my virginity to a man that I barely knew would surely break her heart. Let alone the fact that I’d lost it awhile back.

“Kimberlyn, just tell me. I already know the answer, but I wanna hear it from you. There is no way a man would buy you all of the nice things you walked in here with unless he’s gotten in between your legs.”

I pushed my freshly styled hair behind my ears, and looked into her eyes. I could see she was disappointed and I hadn’t even spoken yet.

“Ma, I… I did but I’m sorry,” I grabbed her hand into mine.

“Kimberlyn, did you want to do it?”

“Yes,” I let her hand go.

“Then don’t be sorry, sweetie. If you wanted to do it, then I’m fine. As long as he didn’t make you do anything you didn’t want to, I won’t be angry. And if he did, I would be angry but not with you.”

“Really?”

“Yes, Kimberlyn, you’re a twenty-one-year-old girl, it was bound to happen. The fact that you weren’t doing it at thirteen like your mother is good enough for me,” she smiled and so did I. “So you really like him?”

“Yeah, I do. He’s a criminal, but he’s smart. He’s not like Gang at all,” I attempted to sell her on TQ. “He has businesses too; Quinton Car Wash, he owns it with his brothers.”

“Oh, I can tell he isn’t like Gang. And yes, that car wash is where the rich folk go. What is his real name? I know it’s not TQ.”

“It stands for Tarenz Quinton, I told you, remember? His name is Tarenz Aakil Quinton.” I felt myself smiling, so I placed my hands on my face to stop it, causing my grandmother to crack up.

“Wow, you really really like him, huh?”

“Yeah, I do. And he wants to meet you, Ma. I told him I didn’t know if you would do it, but he said he still wanted me to find out.”

“Of course I want to meet him. Anybody smooth enough to have Kimberlyn Harrey smiling, is someone I have to meet. You’re tough to crack. I feel bad for Saadiq,” she chuckled, referring to Gang.

“I know. I didn’t mean for stuff to happen the way that it did. All of this took me by surprise.”

It was true. I was really into Gang until TQ came and stole the show. I’d never liked someone so much in my life. With Gang, I really liked him but if he stopped talking to me I wouldn’t have cared too much. If TQ stopped talking to me I would care a lot, and may be miserable for some time.

I enjoyed everything about him, from his commanding demeanor to his goofy jokes. I liked that he wasn’t as serious with me as he was in the streets, unless he needed to be. I also liked how experienced he was in the bedroom. I enjoyed learning all the new things he showed me how to do, and I enjoyed the orgasms he brought me to. He was fluent in Russian as well, and had a pilot’s license, which I thought was so sexy for some reason.

“You don’t owe Saadiq anything, Kimberlyn, so don’t sweat it. Be with whoever you wanna be with, okay?”

“I will. I’m gonna go take a bath and lie down.”

“What? You’re spending the night here?”

“Yes, TQ had to leave town for a couple days. He offered for me to stay in his condo while he was gone, but I wanted to come home to you and Matikah.”

“Well I’m glad you did, sweetie, I missed you.”

I rushed to my room and grabbed my caddy so I could go take a bubble bath. Once I finished, I changed into some boxer shorts that I took from TQ, and then a tube top. It was a bit warm in the house, so I wanted to make sure I didn’t wear too much. I wasn’t going anywhere anyway. I was beat because TQ and I painted the town red last night, and then went to his condo to have sex until three in the morning. I was riding high right now and I loved it.

I dozed off, but then was woken up by my cousin, Matikah. She was standing over me, wearing a big ass smile. I sat up slowly and looked around for my phone, before snatching it from by my pillow.

“You’re going back tonight?” she asked and plopped down on the chair in my room.

“No, I am not. TQ has gone to South Carolina, so I’m gonna just chill tonight.”

“Cool, wanna make it a movie night? I can call Goldie over here?”

“Yeah, call her, I miss her and I wanna make sure Ethan hasn’t crawled his ass back into her life.”

“Yes, he needs to keep his Doberman ass far away,” she responded before we burst into laughter.

My phone buzzed as I was getting off the bed to follow Matikah to get snacks. I picked it up and saw I had a text from TQ, making my body get warm, and butterflies consume my stomach.

TQ:
I miss you already. Just landed, will call around 11pm, cool?

Me:
I miss you too baby, and yes that’s fine.

This nigga had my head spinning… already.

My brothers and I landed in Columbia, South Carolina about two hours ago, and were now getting ready to go meet with this Jasper nigga. I really wasn’t in the mood to meet with anymore kingpins who thought they were the shit. Most of them were dumb as hell and loved to floss on you as if they made so much more money than you. Do you not realize that you pay me for product
and
I get a cut from your profits? In addition to that, you’re only one of my many distributors who also give me a cut. Dull ass niggas. I wiped my ass with the shit they brought in monthly, but because I wasn’t too much of a flashy guy, you would never know.

POP!

A light gunshot was heard from the room Rhys was sleeping in, prompting my brothers and I to become alert. Rhys walked out frowning, and then sat down on the loveseat like nothing happened.

“Fuck was that?” I asked.

“Damn doorknob hit me in my dick!” Rhys spat.

“Nigga, you shot the doorknob off because it hit you in the dick?” Lendsey quizzed with a frown, after coming back from looking at the door.

“Hell yeah, that shit hurt like fuck.”

I told y’all this nigga was crazy and easily angered. This nigga had beef with an inanimate object.

“Aye, I met some cute ass bitches downstairs in the lobby,” my youngest brother Britain laughed and dapped Lendsey up.

“You take them hoes to your room my nigga, you know I ain’t with that shit,” Rhys responded and lit a blunt.

“What about you, TQ? You gon’ come to my suite? It’s seven of them, and I swear they’re all bad,” Britain chuckled.

I continued fastening the button on my sleeve, as all kinds of shit went through my fuckin’ head. I didn’t know how I wanted to answer him, so I just decided to keep my words to myself. I was content right now, but who knows how I would feel upon seeing what Britain had actually scraped up.

“Hello?” Lendsey chimed in.

“Let’s handle business first, and then we can discuss leisure activities.” I pulled my Balmain tuxedo jacket onto my back, and checked myself out in the mirror.

“This nigga sprung off that young pussy he’s been getting these past few weeks,” Rhys chuckled and popped some gum into his mouth.

“He gotta be, because any other time he would’ve been calling dibs on five of them bitches that I invited,” Britain added.

“Would y’all bitch ass niggas shut the fuck up. Each and every one of y’all better be ready to walk out this muthafuckin’ door in two point five seconds. If not, ya ass is getting left!” I barked and then started towards the door of the hotel room.

The four of us left and climbed into the all black Escalade we’d rented while being out here. Rhys was in the driver seat unfortunately, and I was in the passenger directing him, while Lendsey and Britain smoked a blunt in the back seat.

We pulled up to a nice ass mansion, and both Rhys and I nodded approvingly. This was a big, nice ass house, but I knew this Jasper cat was an idiot. For starters, the nigga had us come to the place he laid his head at. You never wanted anybody in this business that wasn’t family, knowing where you lived. It was too dangerous because things always changed, and the person you once called your friend could easily become your enemy.

“Aight, come on knuckleheads,” Rhys said to Britain and Lendsey as we all exited the car. There was no need for the four of us to come along, but right now I didn’t care to speak up.

The four of us tread up the walkway, and Britain rang the doorbell. We waited about one minute before a beautiful ass girl answered the door. She was thick in all the right places, and not afraid to show it off. I could tell by the menacing look in her eyes, and the sensual way she shifted her weight from one hip to the other, that she was fucking more than just Jasper.

“Good evening, you must be TQ?” she smirked and nodded.

“I am, and these three are my brothers. Is it cool if they come in?”

“Of course,” she licked her lips with her eyes locked on Lendsey. I knew he was gonna fuck her, and I just hoped it didn’t mess with my business. “I’m Jataria by the way, Jasper’s wife.” And this nigga let us meet his wife? He had to be a rookie in the game. I did feel bad though because dude for sure had a straight up skeezer for a spouse.

“Nice to meet you, Jataria.”

We walked into the home, and she led me to the area Jasper was in. She then took my brothers to the kitchen so they could eat whatever she’d made for dinner. I swear I hated when these niggas came on jobs with me, but they insisted. That’s just how we were because we didn’t want shit happening to the other. Most times when it was this many siblings, there was some animosity involved, but not with the Quintons. You fucked with one of us, you fucked with us all, including Saya.

“TQ,” Jasper got up from his couch.

I walked down the three short steps into his den, and admired the scenery. It reminded me of my home in Bridgeport, which then brought on memories of all the shit I did to Kimberlyn’s sexy ass body while out there. Damn, shorty had fucked my mind up.

“Jasper, nice to meet you.” I shook his hand, and then we both took a seat.

Jataria then walked in carrying a tray, holding two glasses of some sort of brown liquor. I wasn’t in the mood to chill like that, so I put my hand up to decline. I didn’t like drinking during meetings of this kind anyway. Niggas thought if you indulged in conversation, and threw a few drinks back that they could swindle you up out of a good deal.

“Come on man, you can’t deny a drink, that’s rude,” Jasper chuckled and took both glasses from the tray, handing one to me.

“I won’t be long, Jasper. Now my father explained to me that you wanted four shipments per week?” I frowned. That was a lot, and I’d never seen anybody move that much, not even Gang.

“Yeah, I can do that shit. I don’t care how much it costs. Y’all got that good shit and I’m sure I will have no problems.”

“And you know the terms?”

“I think so.”

“Money is to be paid upfront when picking up, and on time when returning profits. There won’t be any redistributions, and if so, we will be forced to handle you.”

“Oh yeah?” he chuckled but I didn’t crack a smile so his faded.

“Now, I’m not gonna bring product down here four times a week. I will deliver in full, and you must in turn pay in full.”

“Man, that’s a lot of fuckin’ money up front.”
Didn’t he just say he didn’t care how much it cost?

“Take it or leave it,” I stated sternly and waited for his answer.

He turned to look through the huge ass bay window ahead of us, before turning his attention back to me.

“That’s cool.”

Jasper and I discussed some more details, then he gave me the name of the individual he would have picking up the product, and I did the same. I didn’t like him for some reason though. He gave me a bad taste in my mouth. He seemed like he was a snake or a snitch, and all it would take was a cold barrel to his dome for him to sing. But it was up to my father to decide who to give product to, so I couldn’t say much in that department. The only time I could deny a distributor was if they didn’t agree to the terms.

I left out of the den area, and then went to fetch my brothers. Just like I thought, Lendsey was flirting with Jasper’s wife all up in his house. I shook my head and then tapped my ring against the counter to snap him out of it before Jasper entered.

“Let’s go, niggas.” I left out of his house with my brothers following me.

We made it back to our suite, and as promised, Britain brought about ten hoes through. The nigga said seven, but clearly he was lying. I made myself a drink as I unwillingly listened to Britain get some head from one of them in the rooms. I just shook my head and chuckled at his ass.

KNOCK! KNOCK!

I went to answer the door, and I couldn’t help but laugh when I saw Jasper’s wife Jataria standing there. I stepped back and let her saunter into the room, then Lendsey came from the room he was sleeping in, and waved shorty over with a smile. She damn near ran, and then closed the door behind herself.

“Hey,” some girl walked up to me as “Fight Night” by Migos blasted in our suite.

“What’s up?” I grinned. She was beautiful as hell, with a nice fat ass that I could almost see from the front. Shit.

Just then, Britain walked out with old girl, buckling his pants. I wished Rhys had stayed in here, but that nigga went and got his own suite when he saw Britain was serious. I probably should’ve done the same.

“Can we chill in your room?” the girl reached up to grab my chin, then tilted it down to face her. She raised her brow, letting me know she was feeling frisky.

“Hold up,” I told her and then left out to the balcony. I closed the door behind me, and let the cool night air hit my face. I then pulled my phone out to dial my shorty. Yes, she had me calling her instead of sliding up in something scrumptious as fuck.

“Hello?” she answered sweetly. That shit made me smile just from hearing her voice; crazy. I loved how bona fide and sincere she was.

“What you doing?” I asked and then sipped my drink. I was leaning on the balcony, looking over the city of Columbia.

“I’m just watching a movie with Matikah and Goldie. What are you doing?”

“I just got back from that business meeting I told you about, and now I’m gonna go to bed and shit. I guess I should let you go since you’re chilling with your cousin.”

“No, you do—”

“Hey baby, you coming back in soon?” the girl with the fat ass came onto the balcony and rubbed my back gently.

“Going to sleep, huh?” Kimberlyn quizzed.

“Baby—”

Click.

“Yo, get yo’ hoe ass outta my face, shorty! Fuck you coming out here for when you see me on the fucking phone!” I marched that little bitch back up into the suite. I tried calling Kimberlyn back a couple times, but she didn’t answer me.

Me:
Baby, she’s just one of the girls Britain invited.

I texted her but got no response after standing out in the cold for fifteen minutes. By this time, I was furious with her assuming ass.

When I walked back in, two other girls were in my face and looking good as hell. Fuck it, Kimberlyn was on some bullshit anyways. If she would get that mad over nothing, then maybe it wasn’t meant. I led the two girls to my room to get it poppin’.