A Child of a Crackhead (9 page)

She said to him. Aaron did what he was told to do. Shelly got dressed quickly and put the money and the jars of crack in her purse.

She found some incense and lit them in hopes that would kill the smell of crack smoke and sex before Lisa or Ace got home.

Even with the shock of Aaron coming into the bedroom, her body quickly went into craving the crack again.

At ten o’clock in the evening, Ace walked into the apartment hoping to get a warm meal and a good fuck from his wife.

“Lisa, why didn’t you cook?” he asked as he headed to the bedroom. He opened the door to see Lisa wasn’t there. He walked to the kid’s bedroom and looked at his sons that were asleep. “Damn, where is this woman?”

he said aloud. He heard a noise in the hallway bathroom. He went to the door and pushed it open. “Lisa, why didn’t’ you cook?” he started to ask. But before he got all the words out he stopped short as he watched Shelly inhaling smoke from a glass pipe. “Bitch, what the fuck are you doing?”

he yelled.

Shelly tried to hurry and hide the pipe. “Yo, Shelly I know you’re not smoking that shit now. And I damn sure know you’re not smoking around my kids.”

“No, and you mean kid!” Shelly

snapped back at Ace while slipping with the words that just came out of her mouth.

“What you mean by saying just kid?

Both of those boys are mine in that room.”

Shelly realized what she said and went on to fix it. “Oh I’m just a little high.

I’ve been smoking weed.”

“That doesn’t look like any weed to me and pretty sure I know what it is.”

“Listen, I don’t have time for this shit.” Shelly said while grabbing her purse and walked out of the bathroom. She walked down the hall to leave the apartment.

“Since you’re here now, you can watch your kids. I’m tired of waiting for Lisa’s ass.”

“Yo, hold up. Where is Lisa? And how long has she been gone?” Ace asked with anger in his voice. He was mad that Lisa didn’t tell him that she was going out today.

“Listen, all I know is she went out and paid me to watch the kids. As a matter of fact, she still owes me some money.” Shelly said lying through her teeth. Lisa paid her earlier in the day. “So, are you going to pay me?” she asked while her hands went to her hips and her neck was rolling back and forth.

Ace dug into his jean pockets and handed her two hundred dollars.

“Thank you, and tell Lisa to call me.”

Shelly said as she made her way out the door and left. With a purse full of money, she wanted only to do one thing with it.

Stop the craving.

An hour later around eleven o’clock, Lisa walked into the apartment hoping Ace hadn’t made it home yet. “Shelly, I’m back.”

“Yeah, back from where?” Ace

questioned her walking out to confront Lisa.

Lisa thought to herself, damn this nigga is home and made her way to the bedroom.

“So, where the fuck were you Lisa?

And why didn’t you tell me you were going out today? You know I hate when you do that shit and you keep doing it.”

“I was out with my girl Brooke just chilling.”

“This fucking late and you were just chilling?” Ace asked getting all up in her face.

Lisa had to think fast before this nigga flips out on her. She knew she had fucked up. She planned on being home sooner, but after Caesar and her got done fucking they were trying to leave in a hurry. However, they couldn’t go anywhere realizing the tires were slashed on Caesar’s back car. They had to call a tow truck and waited on a cab to take her home. “Baby, I was stressed out.

You know we need more money. And I want a bigger place for us and the kids. So forgive me, but sometimes I need to get up out of this house for a minute.”

Ace felt guilty because he wanted to give Lisa the world and didn’t have the money he needed to give her the dream house she wanted and more. Lisa saw Ace softening up. She knew the game she was playing on him was working and just needed to seal the deal. She began to remove her clothes and started rubbing on her tits. She started moaning and with a seductive voice said, “When was the last time you ate my pussy baby?” She lay down on the bed with her naked body and spread her legs wide open. Ace looked at Lisa’s beautiful body and couldn’t control himself. He came to her on the bed and slowly kissed her between her thick thighs. Lisa let out a soft moan as Ace made his way to her clit. Ace licked up and down teasing her body and felt Lisa quiver from the pleasure he was giving her. He slowly placed his lips around her clit and sucked on it. “Oh baby! Yes baby yes!” Damn this nigga could eat some pussy Lisa thought as she fell into ecstasy. Ace took her legs and pushed them up in the air so he could really eat her pussy out. He licked up and down around her clit and pussy. While using his tongue on her pussy, he took his fingers and spread her pussy lips apart so he could put his tongue deep inside her. Lisa moaned thinking of what she was just doing a few hours ago with Caesar. She still had Caesar’s cum inside her dripping out of her pussy. And here she was with her man and he’s eating her pussy and that nigga’s cum. Damn she thought she was trifling letting this happen, but fuck it this shit was feeling so damn good. She grabbed the back of Ace’s head forcing his tongue deeper inside her and had enjoyed every minute of it.

Chapter 16

Michael went to his mother’s room and heard on the other side of the door her coughing. He knew she was alone because his father just came home to grab something and left again. Michael placed his little hand on the door knob and twisted. He pushed the door open. As soon as he opened the door, he was rushed by a cloud of thick, white smoke. He grabbed his head from the dizziness he was feeling from inhaling all the smoke. He coughed and said, “Mommy, mommy is you okay?” He walked towards his mother waving his hand to fan the some away from his face. He reached the bed where his mother was sitting and sucking on a glass pile.

Rachel didn’t even notice her son standing close by. She was too busy smoking. Rachel thought she was tripping when she thought she heard a tiny voice call her mommy. She had been hearing voices and reliving the rape she went through.

Michael slowly touched his mother on her arm. “No Brian. Don’t touch me! No!”

Rachel used full force and kicked at Michael in the stomach sending him flying back onto the floor. “Aw, mommy it’s me.” He hollered in pain as tears ran down his face and held his stomach. Rachel snapped out of her daze when she heard her son crying.

She put down the crack pipe and jumped out of bed and rushed to his side. “Baby, I’m sorry.” She said to Michael to console him.

“Mommy, I just wanted to make sure you were okay.” Michael said crying.

“I’m so sorry baby. Come with me.

There’s some food in the refrigerator that I’ll heat up for you.” Rachel said knowing that her son was hungry.

They walked into the kitchen and Michael sat down at the kitchen table. While his mother heated up his food on the stove.

Rachel placed the food in front of him. She watched him eat. She felt so guilty. How did she let things get so bad? That she couldn’t even feed her own son and she couldn’t remember the last time she saw him in some new clothes. Rachel thought that she just hurt her son by kicking him in the stomach not even realizing he was in the room and hallucinating that it was her Uncle Brian trying to rape her again. And she can’t stop the cravings of smoking crack. It calls her to get high and she can’t fight it.

Tears started rolling down her face and Michael looked up from his plate to see that she was crying. “Don’t cry mommy.

Everything will be okay.” Michael said.

Rachel knew she couldn’t keep her son around this anymore. She ran back into his bedroom and packed a big bag full his clothes. She went back into the kitchen and grabbed Michael’s hands. “Come on.” She said.

“Where are we going mommy?”

“Baby, don’t worry, just come on.”

Rachel and Michael walked out of the apartment. They walked four blocks down and made a left. Michael was surprised. He couldn’t remember the last time he came outside of the apartment, let alone with his mother. His father didn’t allow them to leave the apartment. And Michael wasn’t even allowed to go to school. He learned how to read and write from his mother.

Rachel pushed the doors open and entered the Broadway Junction Train Station. Rachel put her hands inside her jeans pocket and realized she didn’t bring any money to buy a train ticket. So, she jumped over the turnstile and Michael crawled under it. They began to walk, but out of nowhere a tall white police officer in a blue uniform stepped out in front of Rachel and Michael. “And where do you think you’re going Miss?” he asked. Rachel stopped dead in her tracks. “Turn around and put your hands behind your back.” The police officer ordered.

“What for?” Rachel asked.

“For not paying your fare and if you don’t have the money to I’m going to take you to jail.” He knew by the look on her face she was a crack head and didn’t have the money to pay for her fare. So he would be taking her in. Rachel started to cry and said, “Listen, please don’t take me to jail.

I’m just trying to get my son to my grandmother’s house for some food and clean clothes.” The officer looked down at Michael for the first time and felt bad for the boy. He didn’t know how these people could fuck up their lives by smoking crack.

The kids are the ones that end up paying for their actions, the police officer thought to his self.

Michael saw his mother crying.

“Don’t take my mommy to jail. Take my daddy. He’s the one that did this to her.”

Michael said while starting to cry for his mother. Rachel saw the officer’s eyes never leave Michael as if he was in deep thought.

She reacted to his stare quickly. “Look you see what he has on?” Michael had on some old filthy jeans and a white t-shirt that he has been wearing for the last two weeks.

Rachel turned her son around so his back was facing the officer. She pulled up his X-men briefs underwear and said, “You see?

You see?” Rachel pointed the office to look down at Michael’s underwear to see shit stain’s spread all across the back of the boy’s underwear. “And you want to take me to jail. I just want to help my baby.”

The officer was feeling bad for Michael, but now his heart really went out to him. “Okay Miss. You can go. Just please take care of your son or just take him to your grandmother’s house so he can get the help he needs.”

“Thank you,” Rachel said. She took Michael by the hand and started walking to the train. The officer watched as they disappeared. He felt so bad for the little boy. Rachel and Michael rode on the J-Train and switched over to the 3-Train.

When the train stopped at Saratoga Avenue, they got off and walked five blocks down and stopped in front of an old beat up house.

They walked up to the door and

knocked. After a few minutes, a small boy opened the door. He looked to be about the same age as Michael. “Hi, move Pooky.”

Rachel said and made her way into the house with Michael following closely behind her. Rachel walked through the house and saw kids of all ages as she made her way to the big bedroom. She opened the door to the bedroom and looked at the old lady sitting in a chair watching Wheel of Fortune on the TV. “Momma” Rachel said.

Momma looked at Rachel and then at Michael and said, “So, child you finally came back. They always come back.”

Momma sarcastically said.

It’s been years since Rachel stepped foot in this house after Brian raped her and Black Ice killed him. She never returned after that. She kept in contact with her cousin Janet and that’s how she knew who lived in Momma’s house. However, she hasn’t talked to Janet since she started smoking crack and lost contact. “Momma, where is Janet? I want to leave Michael with her.” Michael looked up at his mother.

She never left him with anyone before. She left him in the house by himself while she ran the streets at night to buy new crack pipes, but never just left him like she was going to.

“Child, Janet moved a while ago, but here.” Momma said as she opened her purse and took out a piece of paper. “This is her number. She told me to give it to you, if you ever stopped by. She knew I wasn’t going to call you. You look just like your mother did when she dropped you off here with me.”

Momma said and laughed. “So, what do you want?” Momma asked already knowing the answer.

“Momma, I need to leave Michael with you for a while. I can’t take care of him right now.” Rachel said.

“It’s fine with me. It’s just more money in my pocket book when I file for him for food stamps.” Momma said in her proud voice.

“No mommy. I don’t want to stay here. I don’t know them.” Michael said and busted out in tears. “I love you mommy. I won’t come in your room anymore when you are smoking. I promise. Please mommy.” Michael pleaded as he used his little hands to wipe the tears away.

“Listen baby. It will only be for a little while. I’ll be right back to get you.”

Rachel said.

“But mommy” Michael pleaded.

“I got to go” Rachel said and started to walk out of the bedroom door. She headed down the hall to the front door. “I love you mommy.” Michael’s little voice grew fainter as she walked out of the house.

Rachel began to cry. She just did the same thing that her mother did to her. She began to run down the block and saw an alleyway, the same alleyway that Black Ice killed her Uncle Brian in many years ago.

She walked in the alleyway and cried very hard and pulled out the glass pipe from her bra and stuffed it with crack. She lit the end and inhaled. The smoke rushed in her lungs and instantly relaxed her. For a few seconds, she forgot about her problems and pain. Ten minutes later, she remembered her problems and pain and she started sucking on the glass pipe again.

Chapter 17

“Oh, tomorrow it’s on. So be ready J-Rock.” Caesar said.

“I’ll be ready son.” J-Rock said.

“I’ll holla at you tomorrow.” Caesar said as he hung up the phone.

It’s been three months since Caesar and J-Rock talked about killing Black Ice.