You Needed Me A Love Story (23 page)

Saturday afternoon…

Today, there was a little afternoon function at the park. Everybody was gonna be there, and I couldn’t wait. Usually my brothers and I didn’t like going to open invitation functions, because niggas were haters and niggas were also thirsty. By saying that, we either would encounter a tiff, or sometimes niggas would follow us around trying to be down with whatever it is we did. The funny thing about that shit was that niggas had no idea what my family and I were into, they just knew we had money, plenty of bitches, and that our name almost meant as much as the president’s.

“How do I look?” Tekeya spun around to show me her fit.

I swear my shorty’s body was the truth, and it almost made me want to fuck her. Too bad I’d been fulfilling my needs elsewhere, and with the same chick. Usually I cheated with multiple women, but for some reason I was always hittin’ Goldie’s phone.

“You look sexy as fuck, ma,” I smirked and hit the bedroom light to cut it off.

I spent the night in the house with Tekeya, attempting to maybe rekindle what we had, but it didn’t work. I ended up sleeping in the guest room and getting on FaceTime with Goldie. I knew it was shady that I was fucking around with the same girl, but I couldn’t help whom I wanted when I wanted them. Cheating with multiple women didn’t seem as bad because it showed that Tekeya was number one, but now that I’d only been messing with one, that showed feelings were involved. That’s the only reason I was trying to even spark up what Tekeya and I had again, to prove to myself that I wasn’t feeling Goldie as much. It didn’t work though.

“I can’t wait to walk up in there on your arm,” Tekeya chuckled as I opened the front door for her. I just shook my head. Was I her nigga or a new pair of red bottoms?

We made it to the park about twenty minutes later, and I parked a little ways down because I didn’t want my whip right up front. Like a sucker ass nigga, I immediately began searching the function for Goldie. She told me she was coming with Kimberlyn and Matikah, so I was planning on seeing her… from afar.

“There are my brothers, come on.” I walked over, holding Tekeya’s hand as she basked in the moment, showing off to the girls that we walked by and that spoke to me.

I declined to say anything back to them, because one, I had already fucked most of them, and two, I didn’t wanna hear Tekeya’s mouth.

I dapped my brothers up, and then sat down with them. Tekeya sat right next to me, and for some reason I was just annoyed by her presence. I hated to feel that way but it was true. I wanted her to go mingle or some shit. I honestly didn’t want Goldie seeing her next to me as crazy as that sounded.

“Aye, there goes Angelica,” I pointed to Tekeya’s home girl.

“Oh, I will go talk to her in a second,” she typed on her phone.

“Go make me a plate shorty, please.”

“Okay, babe.” She kissed my cheek, and then switched off towards where the food was.

“Aye, when is Kimberlyn coming?” I asked TQ, and he, Rhys, and Lendsey burst into laughter. “Fuck is so funny?” I frowned. I glanced at Jayce who was staring off into space looking drunk than a muthafucka.

“Waiting for Goldie to get here? You know it’s gonna be some shit when she shows up,” Rhys laughed, as Summer sat in his lap shaking her head with a half smile. She’d been really quiet as of late, and that was strange.

“Nah, I was just asking a fucking question, you know, making conversation. I know y’all niggas are too stupid to know what that is,” I hissed, knowing they were right.

I looked over my shoulder, and that’s when I saw the three ladies walking in. Kimberlyn walked right up to TQ, and them niggas started kissing like they hadn’t seen each other in years. I chuckled as a couple of his hood rats sucked their teeth and talked shit. Matikah sat on the other side of me, and awkwardly only spoke to everyone but Lendsey’s lovesick ass. He was staring at her looking like his damn dog died. Goldie flashed me a sexy smile as I looked over her body and beautiful face. She and her friends all had on little ass jean shorts and tops with no straps, they just had different colors on. Kimberlyn’s top was in white, Matikah had on red, and Goldie had a gold one on. It was funny that her mama named her Goldie, and that was her favorite color. She said her mom’s favorite color was gold as well. Look at me remembering shit she’d told me. Anyway, her golden brown hair was hanging down her sexy back, and her smooth light skin was glowing. Damn. I tucked my bottom lip in as I recalled the nights I was inside her.

“What’s up?” she finally asked while smiling.

“What’s good?” I bit my lip again, and looked over her smooth legs, wishing they were wrapped around my head, right when Tekeya showed up with my plate.

“Excuse me,” she low-key snapped at Goldie, wanting to get by.

“Come on, let’s get food,” Goldie told her friends, and they all sauntered off, including Summer.

They came back with their plates, and one for their nigga, excluding Matikah, so everyone began to eat. The party started to get even more fun when people began to dance. Kimberlyn was dancing in TQ’s lap, because my brothers and I were not the type of niggas to be out on the dance floor winding like Omarion. Summer was doing the same, and Matikah just sang along as Lendsey watched like a bitch. Jayce had some hoe with him, but it wasn’t unusual for him to have a new girl for every day of the week with his twisted ass. Since his wife died, he wasn’t looking for anything serious.

My sister, Saya, her boyfriend Aries, and his same homie, Jamie that I pulled a gun out on, walked up to our table and sat down as well. The nigga Jamie smiled at Goldie, and then said something to her. They stood up together, and then walked to where everyone else was dancing in the park to begin fucking it up. That shit had me hot, and I didn’t know why.

I tried to look away but I couldn’t. Moving Tekeya out of my lap, I told her I had to piss, and rushed off towards Goldie and Jamie. I swiftly grabbed her arm, and took her further away from the party towards my car.

“Get in!” I barked, before looking around to make sure no one was looking. Thank God I parked a little ways away.

She sucked her teeth and then got in. I went around to my side, slipped in, and then slammed the door. It was quiet, but then she burst into laughter.

“You cannot be serious right now, Britain. You brought your girlfriend here, and you expect me to behave? I thought we were just friends?” she raised her brow. This girl was pretty as fuck.

“You know how I feel about you Goldie, so kill all that. Don’t be dancing on another nigga in my face!”

“Oh, but she can dance on you? I got it.”

“You fuckin’ other dudes too?” I grimaced.

“No I’m not. And again, you can fuck her but I can’t do what I want with my own vagina.” She folded her arms and stared out the windshield. I was scowling while admiring her side profile.

“You knew I had a bitch, and for your information, I haven’t been fuckin’ her, only you. And that’s my pussy,” I squeezed her smooth thigh, prompting her to smack my hand.

“You’re right, I did know you had a girl. I’m okay with the rules, Britain, you’re the one who isn’t. Either we’re gonna be just friends or we’re gonna be more, but you cannot have both.” She started to get out but I pulled her back and kissed her hungrily.

“Close the door,” I said in between kisses. She did as I asked, and I began unbuttoning her shorts. Yanking them down along with her thong, I threw them to the back, and then released my dick. “Hop on.”

“I don’t have a condom,” she said.

In all my years, I have never wanted to raw dog someone so badly. The last time I did I was seventeen years old, and I hadn’t done it again since. Tekeya and I never went without, no matter how many times she’d tried to convince me. I didn’t want any babies, especially not with her.

“Just hop off before I cum.”

She looked away as if she was thinking, so I tugged her over gently until she was straddling my lap. I swear when I got inside of her I thought I was gonna bust. I gripped her waist to guide her up and down, and we resumed kissing like we loved each other.

Something told me to look over, and when I did, I spotted Tekeya and Angelica storming to my car.

“Hurry up and put your bottoms on!” I told Goldie.

“What?”

“Put your shit on!” I grabbed her stuff from the back and shoved it into her.

She hurriedly hopped into the passenger seat and slipped her panties up. She was buttoning her shorts as fast as possible, but Tekeya had snatched the door open already so she knew what was up. Before I could protest, Tekeya snatched Goldie up out my car by her hair. Both Tekeya and Angelica were going in on Goldie, but surprisingly she was holding her own. Next thing I knew, Matikah came over and started fucking Angelica up. Kimberlyn wanted to get in, but for some reason, TQ was holding her ass back. She was crying; that’s how badly she wanted to fight. I saw Summer approaching, but she stopped when she realized that Matikah and Goldie were on the winning side. I could see in her eyes that she was waiting for any moment where it looked like they were losing, because then she would hop in.

My brothers and I were finally able to break it up, and to say Tekeya and Angelica lost would be an understatement. For as long as I’d known Tekeya, she’d never lost a fight, but I guess she was no match for Goldie, and poor Angelica was no match for Matikah. Angelica always lost though, ever since high school. She stayed fighting and getting fucked up. At least the bitch had heart.

The ladies had calmed down after being held back for a little bit, so we began pulling them in separate directions. Matikah snatched herself from Lendsey and rushed off, and his ass followed her like he was Forrest Gump. The look Goldie gave me told me she was done with me, and oddly I cared. That nigga Jamie caught my eye, and I peeped that evil smirk he was wearing. I would bet my bottom dollar that he tipped Tekeya off about Goldie and I being in the car. Taking Tekeya to my whip, I forced her inside, and then got in before peeling out.

“Fucking a bitch in a car while here with me!!! Really Britain!” she screamed and started wailing on me even though I was driving. “You stupid muthafucka!” she cried as she hit me. “You don’t even touch me but got the nerve to be fucking that bitch!”

I was finally able to pull over and stop her from hitting me. Once I did, she sunk down in her seat and continued to sob hysterically. I didn’t know what to say to console her, and frankly I didn’t care to. I was for real holding onto something that I didn’t want. Maybe it was time to throw this fish back into the water.

Because Hakim’s face was how he made his money, he hadn’t been to work in weeks. I have to admit I felt bad, because this was all my fault. I knew I shouldn’t have been out with another man when I had a crazy ass boyfriend. Rhys could track down anyone; I mean he got paid to do so.

Today, Hakim was at the agency after being gone for the longest, so once he got done talking to Paul, I wanted to have a word with him. I didn’t text him or anything because I didn’t know what to say. Honestly, I wanted to just sweep the incident under the rug, but guilt took over me eventually. I needed to apologize or something.

“Hey, Hakim,” I waved him down as he came out of Paul’s office slowly.

“Hey,” he sighed and then looked away.

His face looked pretty damn bad, and I’m sure this was an improvement on how bad his injuries initially looked. His somber demeanor was heartbreaking to say the least.

“Hakim, I want to apologize for—”

“Really? Now? Now you want to apologize?” he frowned and moved closer to me. “Look at my damn face, Summer!”

“I told you I had a boyfriend! And I told you he was crazy, but you insisted that I went out with you!”

“This is my fuckin’ bread and butter, ma!” he began to tear up a little.

“Hakim, I know and I feel terrible. I really didn’t know what to say before, which is why I didn’t text or call you. But seeing you today just made me feel like I needed to apologize and say thank you.”

“Thank you for what?” he turned his lip up.

“For not calling the police on my boyfriend. We have a family, and his daughter needs him—”

“I really don’t care about any of that. That nigga is out of his mind, Summer, and you need to move on. It may not be with me, but it needs to be someone else other than him. Look what he did to me? And then some girl he was cheating on you with shot you, ma! What more do you need to see that he ain’t the one?”

“Hakim, I can’t just leave him. I’m the only one who can calm him down when he gets like that. If anybody else were there that night he attacked you, they wouldn’t have gotten him to let up.”

“So you’re saying you’re only with him because he’s a charity case?”

“No, I’m with him because I love him and I want to work on what he and I have. As far as me getting shot, he took care of that and—”

“I’m sorry, I can’t stand here and listen to you defend a man who will be nothing but the death of you. If you really cared about your life and your daughter’s life, you would get the hell out of there. I like you Summer, a lot, so when you find the courage and the smarts to let him go, I will be waiting for you. Just call me. He didn’t run me off,” he half smiled and so did I.

“Thanks for the offer, Hakim, but I don’t think I will be using it. Relationships are work, and I want to work on mine.”

“Like I said, when shit hits the fan, and it will, I’m only a call away, ma.” He walked off towards the exit of the agency and left. I watched him until he disappeared, and then went to the back to use the restroom.

I was hoping Rhys and I could really work through this if I just trusted him more, and tried to keep our arguments to a minimum. I loved that nigga more than anything excluding Bryleigh, and I just didn’t want to let him go at the moment; not while we’re doing good, at least. However, if he did one more thing, it was over. I put that on everything. There is only so much a person can take.

After using the bathroom and washing my hands, I went to collect my things so that I could go home. Grabbing my phone to check the time, I saw I had a text message from my friend, Lydia.

Lydia:
Look what I saw when I was at China Sea in Mattapan.

I clicked the picture attached, and my head began to ache as I took in the photo. There Rhys was, standing and talking to some bitch. All this time I thought Lisa was the only one, but clearly this nigga had a whole bunch of bitches. The thought alone made my stomach twist up. Not to mention that they were at our favorite Chinese food spot.

Me:
This was today? Who is that? If you know.

Lydia:
Yes girl, like five minutes ago. This holy bitch named Chenaye.

I couldn’t do this shit anymore. I was gone. Done.