Side Chic 4 (Forever Ratchet) (20 page)

“Oooh shit!!!” He growled his face contorting into a scary mask as he pumped faster. I felt his organ grow inside of me and knew that he
was almost at his climax. That turned me on even more causing my juices to squirt out onto my fingers. I flicked my fingers back and forth over my clit at a rapid pace and within seconds I was cumming and so was he. He continued to pump in and out of my ass until he’d released every bit of his semen inside of my ass.

             
I collapsed on the bed face down and he collapsed next to me. This had been our third fuck-session that morning. He was definitely the best lover that I’d ever had, even better than Tre and I hadn’t thought that it could get any better, even without the anal sex Tre’s sex game had been on point.

             
“So what are your plans for today?” I turned onto my side, propping my head up on my hand and looking over at Parnell.

             
“I am going to run over and holla at my mama for a little while. Then probably go by my boy Lamont’s crib and see what he’s talking about.” He told me reaching over and palming my ass beneath the covers. “I haven’t really had a chance holla at anyone since I’ve been home because I have been too busy all up in this good shit that you got. That asshole of yours ain’t no joke girl.”

             
“I know.” I smiled rubbing his round belly. “I don’t have anything to do today so I don’t mind you using the car.”

             
“Are you sure? Because my mama already said that she would come and pick me up and that I could use her car.”

             
“I’m sure, you can use my car.” I heard light tapping at the door followed by Simya calling my name. I rolled my eyes up in my head and let out a frustrated breath. “Simya go in the living room and watch TV until I come in there.” I yelled not bothering to get up from where I was on the bed. She knocked again. I sat up slinging the covers back, I grabbed my robe and put it on. As I stomped towards the door, I could feel Parnell’s semen dripping from my ass and running down my legs. When I reached the door, I snatched it opened and looked down at my daughter standing there with her sippy cup in her hand.

             
She smiled up at me. “Cereal mommy.”

             
“Girl, didn’t I tell you to go in the living room and watch TV until I come in there?”

             
“Mina, she’s only two years old. How can you expect her to go in the living room and watch TV all by herself?” Parnell asked from where he was lying on the bed.

             
I looked back at him. “Because she’s not slow. She knows what go and watch TV means.”

             
“She may know what it means but I’m sure she doesn’t want to sit in there alone.”

             
I didn’t bother responding. Instead, I grabbed Simya by her hand and led her into the living room. I sat her on the sofa while I went into the kitchen and got her highchair and the box of cereal. I placed her chair in front of the TV, put her in it and then poured some cereal on it for her. I turned Dora on and went back into the kitchen to fill her sippy cup with milk. By the time that I walked back into the living room Parnell was entering the room fully dressed with my car keys in his hands.

“I’m about to roll out. I’ll hit you up a little bit later on.”

I looked at him wondering if he’d forgotten that the two of us had just got through fucking because there was no way in hell that he’d taken a bath that damn quickly. “Aren’t you forgetting something?” I asked with my face screwed up.

“What?” He looked puzzled.

“Aren’t you going to take a bath?”

He started laughing. “
Girl, I just washed up in the sink.”

“Oh…” I replied eyeing him skeptically because I didn’t smell a hint of soap on him. He turned and started outside and I followed him. “Be careful.”

“No doubt.” He replied.

I heard a bunch of commotion next door and both of us turned to see what was going on. It was Lala and the girl that had come to Tre’s house with her, jumping up and down in the yard hugging.

“Damn, they sure are happy about something.” Parnell commented as he got inside the car.

“It ain’t no telling, the fat one is Tre’s silly ass babymama.”

“That ain’t Kisha.” He replied staring at Lala. “I remember Kisha being much lighter than that and a lot slimmer.”

“Nah that
’s the girl that he cheated on Kisha with. She has two twin girls by him.” I informed him.

“Oh…well I hope she has a black dress in her closet because no sooner than I catch that nigga like I want to, it’s over for his ass and that’s my good word.”

“Stop talking like that. He isn’t worth you going to prison for. I can understand you whooping his ass but killing him isn’t going to bring your sister back.”

“You’re right but there ain’t no way in hell that motherfucka is going to be walking around breathing and she’s not!” I noticed that his whole demeanor had changed
so I decided to try and defuse the situation.

I looked around and saw that Lala and her nosey ass friend were looking in our direction. “Baby calm down.” I told him.

“I am calm.” He snapped slamming the car door and starting the ignition. “I’ll hit you later.” He put the car in reverse and backed out of the yard. I watched until he got down the road and then went back inside the house.

When I walked back inside Simya was still watching TV so I went
down the hall to the bathroom to take a bath. No sooner than I undressed and stepped inside the shower underneath the water, I heard Simya start to cry. “Man damn it! Her ass is going back to mama’s house! I can’t deal with all of this damn crying.” I huffed as I squeezed some body wash onto my bath sponge and began washing myself. A few seconds later the crying stopped. “Thank goodness.” I took my time and finished taking my bath and then turned off the water. I stepped out of the shower, dried off and wrapped the towel around myself. I opened the bathroom door and walked down the hall to go check on Simya. As I got closer to the living room, I could hear her giggling and squealing. I walked into the living room and nearly fainted when I saw what was making her giggle.

Mello was sitting on the sofa holding and tickling her. He looked up when I walked into the room. “Hey Mina.” I wanted to speak but I couldn’t and I wanted to run but I couldn’t do that either. I was paralyzed with fear. “You don’t look too happy to see me. To be completely honest, you look like you’ve seen a ghost.” He laughed and Simya giggled too. “Mama’s face does look funny doesn’t it?” He asked Simya and tickled her again before looking back up at me. “You know if you would answer your phone then you would’ve known that I was coming but I guess you’ve been too busy whoring and letting niggas fuck you in your ass to take any calls.”

“How did you get in here?” I asked my voice trembling.

“Well, I was going to pick the lock but you were so mesmerized by your little boyfriend
that you forgot to lock the door when you came back inside.”

I cursed myself in my head for leaving the door unlocked but then realized that it really hadn’t made much of a difference because he still would’ve come in anyways. “What do you want?” I asked. “You know that I have a restraining order against you, right?”

He got up, placed Simya on the sofa and walked slowly towards me. I began backing up until I backed into the wall and couldn’t back any further. “I came to let you know that you have twenty-four hours to get that nigga up out of here. If he isn’t gone by tomorrow this time…well…you’ll see what happens. Or should I say that the news will be covering what happened. You can think that I am bullshitting if you want but you will be sorry.” He threatened. “I hope you’ve had all of the fun that you’ve wanted because daddy is home and I am about to get shit back in order.”

Tears streams down my cheeks as I shook my head from side to side. “No…I don’t want…”

He grabbed me by my throat and squeezed cutting off my sentence along with my air supply. “Plain and simple, if you don’t want to be with me and be a family then you sure as hell ain’t gone have the next nigga raising my daughter.” He let go of my throat and walked back over to the sofa and kissed Simya on her cheek. “Daddy will see you later.” He told her and then looked back at me. “Don’t forget what I told you…twenty-four hours.” He started towards the door but then stopped. “Oh yeah and you can feel free to call the cops if you want. I bet I will get to you before they get to me.” He laughed and then walked out the front door.

                                                                      Lala

“I am so glad that you decided to move down here with me.” I told Nisey as we sat at the kitchen table sipping coffee. She’d arrived at my house the day before and announced that she’d made up her mind to move with me.

“Yeah, I figured that a change might be good for me.” She admitted as she adjusted her robe. “My mama seemed a little upset to see Evan go but I promised her that I would bring him to visit her as often as I could.”

“That’s good. Did you get a chance to talk to Johnathan’s mother?”

“Nah…” She shook her head. “They don’t give a damn about me moving away with Evan. It’s not like they have anything to do with him anyways.”

“I feel you. That’s just sad because regardless of how they feel about you, he is still their blood.”

“Hmmm try telling that to them fools.”

I heard one of the girls start to cry and got up from the table. “I will be right back.” I rushed down the hall to the girl’s room. Lola was standing up in her crib crying. When she looked up and saw me she quieted right down. “You had better hush up that fuss little girl.” I smiled at her as I let down the rail and took her out giving her a kiss on her chubby little cheek. I felt her pamper and saw that she was wet so I placed her on the changing table and changed her. When I was done I took her back down the hall with me. “Are you going to show Aunt Nisey that you can walk now?” I asked placing her on the floor.

“Come here Lola.” Nisey called to her. She stood there at first looking from me to Nisey and then walked right into Nisey’s arms. “Awwww look at Auntie’s big girl!”

I got the cereal down from the cabinet, took Lola from Nisey and placed her in her highchair and poured her some cereal on it. Then I filled her cup with juice and sat it next to her before taking my seat back at the table.

“So is your babydaddy still going to watch the kids for us tonight so that we can get out of the house for a little while?”

“Yes ma’am, I texted him this morning and asked him again. He texted back and told me that he would.”

“He does know that Evan is coming too, right?”

“Yes Nisey.” I laughed “He knows.”

“I’m just making sure.”

“Well I am going to go and put on some clothes so that I can go by Tre’s parent’s house. His mama wants to see the girls and she’s been complaining about me not coming to visit her.” I said rising from the table. “Are you going to go over there with me?”

“Nah, Evan and I are going to stay here while you go and visit your in-laws.” She teased.

“You’re not funny.” I left out of the kitchen and went to take my bath and get dressed.

When I was done
, I gave both girls a bath and put their clothes on. Then Nisey and I did their hair.

“Thank you so much for your help with the girl’s hair.” I told her as me and the girl’s headed out the door.

“You know I don’t mind.” She said standing in the door way. “Y’all have fun.”

“We will. You just be dressed by the time that I get back. We have to drive to North Carolina to the movies and I want to try and catch the seven o’clock movie so that we won’t be too late coming back and picking up the kids.”

“I’ll be ready.” She assured me and then went inside the house and the girls and I headed to Tre’s parent’s house.

When I pulled up in the yard, I noticed that Kisha was there. “Lord please just let her act civilized.” I prayed as I got out of the car and then got the girls out.
We walked up to the door and rang the bell. After a few seconds of waiting the door opened and Mr. Jefferson stood on the other side holding it.

“Hey Lala.” He greeted me and then reached down and scooped up the girls. “How is papa’s two favorite girls?” He asked kissing them both. He stepped back out of the way and I walked inside.

“Hey Mr. Jefferson.” I spoke and then walked into the living room where Mrs. Jefferson, Kisha and the boys were seated. “Hey y’all.” I waved. Everyone spoke back including Kisha.

“Put them down honey so that I can see them walk.” Mrs. Jefferson told Mr. Jefferson. He did as she said and both girl took off in different directions. Mrs. Jefferson’s hands went up to her mouth. “Awwww…ain’t that the most precious sight that you’ve ever seen?”

“I didn’t know that they could walk.” Quan said holding his arms out for Laila. “Come here Laila.” He told her. She looked at him and went the other way.”

“She doesn’t like you.” Shaun laughed.

“Do so!” Quan yelled getting up in Shaun’s face.