You Needed Me A Love Story (14 page)

I woke up next to Kimberlyn, and a smile spread across my face. I missed her ass but I wasn’t about to go begging and pleading and shit like some bitch nigga. Especially when she was the one on that bull. Honestly, I was done with her little pretty ass, but when I saw her at the party I knew I wouldn’t be able to end it. It was easier when I didn’t see her, but as soon as I did, I knew I had to have my shorty back.

I climbed out of the bed, and grabbed my phone up before going into the bathroom to shower. Once I was clean, I brushed, flossed, and rinsed, then went to pick out my outfit. My dad texted me last night saying to come over ASAP, so that’s where I was gonna go, after I ate some Cheerios though.

As I was eating, my system let me know someone was buzzing to be let up into my condo building. I frowned because I had no idea who it was. Only a select few knew where I lived, which was a mistake, but I didn’t care since it wasn’t people I worked with. Most bitches knew better, and would never try no shit with me.

I walked to look down out of my window, and saw it was Hayden’s ass standing down there with her arms folded. I chuckled as I remembered her watching me leave with my shorty. Walking back to the bedroom, I shook Kimberlyn lightly until her eyes opened. She covered her naked body with the sheet, and then ran her fingers through her hair.

“I will be back in a little bit, aight? I got some shit to handle. If you wanna go somewhere, the keys to my G-wagon are by the door. If you crash it, I’m gonna crash that pussy. Actually, I’m gonna do that anyway, so have fun,” I said making her laugh.

“Okay, don’t leave me all day.” She laid on her back as I walked to the bedroom door.

“I will do my best.”

By now, Hayden was going dumb on my buzzer, so I grabbed my keys and phone before heading down. When she saw me walking out of the building, she stepped back so I could open the door.

“Fuck you doing? I’m leaving,” I stopped her from trying to walk in.

“Is she up there?” she grimaced.

“Who?” I hit the alarm on my BMW 750i, and began walking towards it.

“The little girl that you stole from Gang, TQ.”

“Oh, why does it matter where she is, Hayden? You know better than to question me, don’t you?”

“Yes, but TQ, what the fuck? I haven’t seen you in a week!”

“You just gave me some head four days ago, ma, what is you talking about?”

“And as soon as you came you made me leave!” she yelled louder than she’d intended to, prompting her to glance around to see who might have heard her.

“The point here is that you said you hadn’t seen me, which you have. What you want from me? Where ya damn man at? Shit, I need this nigga to take you off my hands for a bit. You supposed to be his bitch but you stay in my face like you’re mine.”

“I want to see you tonight.”

“Tonight ain’t gon’ work.”

“Okay, what about tomorrow night.”

“Aight, I got you. Don’t hit me up though.”

“Okay babe,” she giggled and then rushed to her car.

To be perfectly honest, I wasn’t even gonna hit Hayden up, I just said that to get her out of my sight. Strangely, Kimberlyn was enough for me.

I made it to my parents’ home about thirty minutes later. I typed the code into the gate, and then drove downward to park underground. When I got inside, it was quiet, so I knew my mother and sister weren’t there. Walking to the den, I put my phone on vibrate so it wouldn’t disturb whatever the fuck we were about to discuss.

“Sup pops,” I said to my father and sat down.

“Tarenz, who is this girl you’re interested in again?” he squinted his eyes, trying to remember.

“Why?”

“It was brought to my attention that she belongs to someone else TQ, and that may cause some problems for me.”

“So Gang ran to you like a little bitch because I took his girl?” I chuckled and shook my head. “I don’t know what to tell you.”

“TQ, you’re not in love, we know that. Just give the girl back to the boy so we can continue making this money.”

“What did he say?”

“He said he would look for another distributor. I could easily kill him, but he makes me a lot of money and I don’t want to do that. Now, just send the girl packing, and all will be well.” He lit his cigar.

“Nah, I can’t do that.”

“Seriously, son? You want to cause us to lose money over a girl that you don’t even care for?”

“Don’t worry about what I care for. I want her and I’m gonna keep her. Gang is gonna have to suck it the fuck up. I don’ made my mark on shorty anyway, she wouldn’t dare go back to him even if I did want to let her go.”

“You’re in love,” he chuckled and puffed on his cigar.

“Are we done here? I have some shit to handle and take care of.”

“Yeah we’re done, but I mean it, TQ, get rid of her so we can get back to business. I don’t wanna lose big money over some pussy that you
claim
you haven’t even fallen in love with.”

“Bye, Pops.”

I left out and got in my car to think for a second. I refused to give Kimberlyn up, not only because Gang wanted her, but because I wanted her, and bad. She was mine, and wasn’t shit about to take her away from me. I needed her it seemed.

I sped home, and when I walked into my condo, she was on the couch watching TV. She was wearing a red dress with no straps, and I could see up her smooth thigh. Walking over to her, I got down on my knees to look up into her pretty face.

“Who am I to you?” I quizzed and spread her legs to kiss her inner thighs.

“My boyfriend,” she moaned softly once I reached the crotch of her lace panties to plant a kiss. I yanked her to the edge of the couch, and continued to kiss between her legs, gently.

“Which means you haven’t been in contact with any other niggas, right? Not even when we had that little hiatus?” I looked up at her and she shook her head ‘no’ before caressing my fade.

I laid my head in her lap, and closed my eyes to enjoy the feeling of her soft hands rubbing my head. I couldn’t lie, I enjoyed having someone to call my own. Smashing different bitches was tiring and monotonous. It hadn’t become a problem until Kimberlyn and I broke up though. I realized I preferred fucking and sleeping next to the same girl, and not someone new every night. I guess my brother Rhys was right, it felt good to have someone to come home to.

“Why do you ask?” she questioned softly.

“I just wanna make sure I’m turning in my player card for the right girl.”

“You are,” she got down from the couch, and sat on the floor with me. “And I won’t run off like I did before either. I’m gonna be around forever.”

“Forever?” I grinned and she nodded. I caressed her smooth thighs before kissing her lips. “How do you know I want your little ass around me forever? I like change, shorty.”

“I can tell. You like me and not just a little bit.” She straddled my lap slowly. Damn, was it that obvious?

“I do. I don’t know why, but I do. I thought about you everyday during the time we were apart.”

“I thought about you too. I waited for you to call, but you didn’t. Why not?”

“Pride. And honestly, I was attempting to make myself forget about you, and I thought it worked until I saw you last night.”

“You tried to forget about me by smashing different bitches?” She shook her head and pushed her long hair from one side to the other.

“Yeah, I ain’t gon’ lie to you. I definitely was out there. You forgive me?” I asked and she nodded. Intertwining our fingers, I kissed her lips a couple times before pulling back to look into her eyes.

“You forgive me for hanging up on you?”

“Of course. As soon as I slid up inside you last night, all was forgotten,” I replied and we laughed together. “I love your smile.”

“Thanks.”

I pulled her closer into me, and then kissed her hungrily before leaning her back onto the floor. I missed making love… I guess. 

I’d been at work all damn day, and all I wanted to do was cook dinner and soak my feet while watching TV with my baby girl. I would love to include Rhys into the mix, but he was never home which in some cases I felt was best. He damn near lived in that hotel room that he kept booked just in case. It’s like we both were holding onto a relationship that we needed to let go of, but something was stopping us. I think it’s because we loved each other so much, too much, and even though our relationship was rarely happy, we couldn’t let it go.

“Hey, you still here?” Hakim jogged over to me lightly as I packed up my things at the station.
This nigga is too fine.

“Yes, but that’s normal. I thought you left like thirty minutes ago?” I frowned, but was smiling on the inside. I was kind of happy he stayed behind for some reason.

“I was gonna leave but then I decided to hold off and umm, wait for someone.”

“Oh yeah? Who? Nia and Renee just left, you missed them,” I smirked and so did he, but not before he looked me up and down approvingly.

“Now you know I was waiting on you, ma, don’t even play me like that.”

“And why are you waiting on me?” I began to zip my suitcase up, and shut off my mirror lights.

“Because I wanted to ask you for your number. I want to get to know you better, but outside of this place. It’s always someone around when I want to talk with you.”

“Hakim, I have a boyfriend.”

“Oh, damn, okay. Is it like serious? Or is this something new you’ve started?”

“No, it’s serious, very. We have a daughter together, and we’ve been with one another for about ten years.”

“Ten years?” he looked down at my hands and frowned. “And you don’t have a ring? How old is he?”

“Why?” I folded my arms.

“I mean I was hoping his age would be the reason he hadn’t asked you to marry him, but then again it shouldn’t matter. Y’all have been together that long and have a child, I don’t understand the hold up.”

“Well, it’s not for you to understand, Hakim. My boyfriend and I are working on some things and we want to get everything right before we walk down the aisle.”

“How about you just take my number down, and if shit goes wrong, or if you need someone to talk to, hit me up. I don’t bite, I just really like you and if there is a slight chance for me, I wanna take advantage of it, ya know?”

I wanted to say yes, but then I felt like it was wrong. But on the flip side, I was sure Rhys was still fucking with Lisa. I mean she was always making a big deal on social media about him, and she would somehow find out his new number every time he got one. He swore he didn’t know how she was doing the shit, but I didn’t believe that. I believe every time he got a new number, he was giving it to her. I turned my lip up at my thoughts.

“Okay, you can just have my number. I’m not a big first texter if you know what I mean.”

“I do, and cool.”

I read off my number to him, and smiled as I watched him store it. I was excited to get to know him, and hopefully he would be able to help me get over Rhys. I was tired of being wrapped around his finger. I wanted to be free, and I was sure Hakim would help me do that. The easiest way to get over one man is by getting with another.

“See you later, Hakim,” I waved as we walked out of the building together and went our separate ways.

“I will be texting you soon!” he called after me.

I just half smiled and continued to my car.

As I was putting my suitcase into the trunk of my G-Wagon, I heard someone walking on the gravel of the parking lot behind me. I glanced over my shoulder, and saw the last person I ever expected to see.

“What the fuck?” I turned to her with a frown. She looked like she’d just stepped off a runway, which was weird as hell. This was the second time I’d ever seen this bitch in person, and neither time was good.

“I told you I wasn’t gonna just let you have him,” she grimaced.

“Lisa, you need a life.” Now if he wasn’t messing with her, why is she here right now? Still on his dick. I swear I hated Rhys and all the turmoil he caused me.

“Oh I have a life, but I can’t say the same for you.”

“What?”

POP! POP!

She sent two bullets into me, one in my shoulder and one in my hand, before rushing off through the parking lot and into the darkness. My wounds burned as I began to hyperventilate. Was this really happening? Did I really just get shot over this nigga?

I quickly dug into my purse with my good hand as I cried out in pain. I began to feel weak as I searched and searched for my phone, which was nowhere to be found it seemed. It began ringing, allowing me to locate it, and when I retrieved it I saw Hakim’s name.

“Hakim! Co-come ba-back to the agency, I’ve been shot!” I screamed and fell to the floor, still clutching my phone.

“What? Summer? Are you okay?” he quizzed like a fool.

“Call 911, Hakim!” I cried as my arm and hand began to ache terribly.

I was losing blood like there was no tomorrow, and getting more light headed by the second. Hakim continued talking, but I was no longer able to hold the phone. Falling backwards onto the ground, I shut my eyes and fell into the darkness, unwillingly. My mother always said Rhys would be the death of me.