Stripping Asjiah I (12 page)

“Yeah, OK.” After their brief exchange I clearly lost my appetite so I wiped my mouth and pushed my plate away. I waited until he walked out of the diner then I turned my attention back to Keyshia.

“So…do you have something you want to share with me or do you only share when it comes to dicks?”
“Fuck you.” Keyshia got up from her seat and walked out the diner.

Laughing I followed her back towards the school. “Keesh, wait up! I’m just saying if my girl is going to be starring in Porno’s then let me get yo autograph before you get famous. You’re going to need an agent!” Unable to control my laughter tears soon started to form in my eyes.

“Fuck you Asjiah.”
“I said wait up girl! I’m just playing.”

Entering the school Keyshia finally stopped. Signaling me towards the library we went in and sat down. There was about thirty minutes before sixth period and I was hoping that she would get the entire story out. “They paid me $1200 to do it. It was one of Vale’s boys, I think he go to

Kennedy or something. Anyway, you know how I get after I’ve had a few drinks.” Laughing Keyshia tried to lighten the mood. “They had me on that 151, plus we were smoking. I’ve never been that fucked up before! Things got a little crazy and V’s boy was sexy as hell! I was riding V on some rodeo shit and all of a sudden his boy walked up behind me and started rubbing on my titties.”

“He starts talking this slick shit, saying how sexy I am and sucking on my nipples then he pulled his dick out. That shit was so big I had to taste it! Before I knew it I was blowing him and riding V at the same time!” Picking at the acrylic on her nails she continued her story. “We kept passing blunts between us and shit switched up. V pulled out a baggie of some white and at first I wasn’t going to do it but they were in my ear about how good the sex would be, so I said fuck it and did a line. V was pounding my ass out and his boy was beating the pussy. I had never done any shit like that before but that weed and that white girl had me feeling good! He said he got the trees from CJ and if I knew yo man had shit like that I would be one of his regulars!”

“Vale is a fucking hype and I told yo silly ass that but you didn’t want to listen.

I just told you earlier bout how he was all in CJ’s face the other day. What did you think they were talking about? CJ sells that shit and now Vale den’ turned yo dumb ass out.” I was amazed at what was coming out of her mouth. She was sitting across from me calm as a summer’s breeze telling me this shit as if she was reading me something out of a Dr. Seuss book.

“I don’t care where it came from or who sells it; all I know is that shit was on point!”
I waited for her to calm down before I spoke. “What if they got yo simple ass on videotape?”

“Then I guess I’ma be a rich bitch then! Didn’t you just hear me say those niggas paid me $1200 to do that shit? I made $1200 in two hours doing what I like to do anyway, fucking and getting high! You’re so fucking dramatic A’ just ‘cause I did a few lines you act like I’m a fucking junkie or something.” Keyshia got up and started dancing, drawing attention from the other students.

“I’m going to be a fucking star! I’m not ashamed of my body and I know I got that good so who cares if someone sees it. That just means I’m about to get paid!”

I grabbed my bag off the back of the chair and start walking up the steps. “You have officially lost your mind. I don’t have anything else to say. Don’t call me when things get hot and you in some shit that you can’t get out of.”

“You’re just jealous A’. You need to quit being such a snob and let somebody tap that shit!” Walking behind me Keyshia slapped my butt. “Maybe then you would loosen your tight ass up and stop acting like you better than everybody.”

“Don’t touch me.”

“Whatever. Do you know how many dudes be coming at me saying that they would drop major paper if I could get you to join in with me? Niggas is willing to cough up mad dough just to get close to you. I get tired of hearing people say how fucking exotic you are and how they wish they could pound yo shit while you stare at them with those baby blue eyes.” Keyshia put her hands on her cheeks and batted her eyelashes. “I’m just trying to put you on to game and you’re acting like an ungrateful little brat.”

“You can’t be fucking serious; now you trying to include me in this shit? You’re staring at me trying to sell me on this shit like I’m actually missing out on something? Fuck that, you know I don’t get down like that. I don’t want no parts of whatever the fuck it is that you’re doing. Angel would beat yo ass and mine if you got me involved in some shit like that. You on that bullshit. I been hearing dudes walking round here talking about how loose you are and how you’ll do anything with anybody but I didn’t pay it any attention cause you my girl. But shit, if it walks like a hoe, talks like a hoe, maybe it is a hoe.”

“Fuck you A’.”
“I’m sure you would if I let you.” I walked away leaving Keyshia standing in the library with her mouth hanging open.

ChApTER FOuRTEEN

“I killed him. Well, I helped kill him. The image of Cash ran through Angel’s head as he thought of who could’ve put that scar on his neck. Was it Asjiah? It couldn’t have been her, could it? He raped her and no one believed her. I didn’t believe her; her own brother. I know there were all kinds of crazy shit going through her head and she must’ve thought she had no other choice but to take matters into her own hands. If she didn’t what would prevent him from raping her again? I’m so sorry A’.
” Angel’s thoughts escaped his lips as he apologized to his sister.

He wasn’t sure if he had shot him for personal reasons or for Asjiah, either way he had to die. What did this mean now? Are we no different from our father? Fuck that, I’m not my father. I was protecting my sister and A’ did what she had to do, what was his reason? I don’t feel regret, sorrow or any other of those bitch ass emotions. I feel vindicated. What goes around comes around and he got what he deserved.

“Angel?” Startled Stacey sat up in the bed and tried to make out the dark figure sitting in the chair. “What are you doing?”
The street lights cast an eerie shadow over Angel’s face as he stared back at her.
“Say something, you’re scaring me!”
“Do you love me Stacey?” Angel smirked as he got up from the chair and walked towards the bed.
“What? Yes. Yes, I love you Angel. What’s wrong?”

Undressing Angel pulled the cover back and exposed her half naked body. He pushed his thoughts to the back corners of his mind as he became aroused.

“Nothing, I just had to make sure.” Angel forcefully parted her thighs, finding her soft spot as her waters instantly overflowed washing away his sins.

*****
“Did you do everything I told you to do?” Pacing his living room CJ was looking back and forth between Donte and Mike.

“Yeah, I said we got you. We were parked a few houses down waiting for that nigga Cash to come through like you said. We waited until Asjiah gave us the signal then we made our move.” Donte knew his ass was on the line because he was CJ’s cousin.

CJ stopped pacing momentarily and looked at Mike. “Did anyone notice you sitting outside the house?”

“Nah wasn’t anybody out that early in the morning. Sprinklers were still on n’shit. We were ducked down and you know how dark my tint’s are so no one could’ve seen us anyway.” Taking off his fitted cap, Mike wiped his forehead. He knew better than to tell CJ about the Explorer that was sitting across the street.

CJ sat down in the chair opposite Donte and Mike. “How bad was it? Did she kill’em?”

“Man, she put this ugly ass cut on this nigga dude, ear to ear. I didn’t bother to check and see if he was still breathing or not. We just dragged that nigga to the backyard, put a couple rocks in his pocket and bounced. We got all the blood up off the floor and it didn’t look like she left anything behind. No fingerprints or nothing. It didn’t even look like she had been there.” Donte sat back on the couch, feeling satisfied with what he had just told CJ. He quietly exhaled.

“You got you a lil’ assassin dude.” Mike put his hat back on hoping they did a good job. Reaching in his pockets, CJ pulled out two rolls of money and tossed one to each of the boys. “Good job my niggas. Ya’ll can stay here and chill for a minute if you want but I gotta go get wifey from school.”

“Thanks man, but I got this freak I need to be getting up with. I heard
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she down with all kinds of shit and that she can suck a muh’fucking skittle through a straw!” Rising from the couch Mike brushed his jeans off and readjusted his chain.

“Yeah I’m out too cuz. I need to go make a few runs over on the Westside.” Donte followed Mike as they both walked out the door.

“Aiight, I’ll get up with you niggas later.” Grabbing his keys, CJ locked the door behind him, got in his car, and made his way up Broadway towards South.

*****
“He’s going into Cardiac arrest; get the paddles before we lose him!” The doctors scurried around the room trying frantically to save the dying man.

“On three!”
“One!”
“Two!”
“Three!”
They looked on as the bloody body jerked violently from the shock. “Hold compressions! Charge the paddles again!”
Beep. Beep. Beep.

“Okay, let’s get him to surgery; I need an EKG, MRI and a Chest X-ray! Hurry up people he could crash at any time!”

ChApTER FIFTEEN

By the time school was over I was exhausted. I hadn’t seen Keyshia since earlier and part of me was glad. That was my girl but I had other things on my mind and I couldn’t get involved in her bullshit right now. Still, I couldn’t believe that she was out here like that. Anything could happen to her. What if she got raped? What if somebody kidnapped her or worse?

Leaving my Spanish class, I made my way downstairs so I could wait for CJ outside. On my way down the hall I passed Corey bending over at her locker giving full view up her skirt to anyone that walked by.

“What it do baby girl?” Money rubbed his hands together as I passed him. “What’s up Jason?” Not missing a step I kept walking.

“Hold up. Why you gotta be out here shouting my government like you the feds or something?”
“That is your name right? Besides, why do you care what I call you?”

“I care about a lot of things that you do A’. And I care about you.” Pulling me towards him, Money leaned against the wall as he played with the tag on my coach belt.

“Man, you know you fucked me up earlier right? I could barely get through Calculus cause I was too busy thinking about you all up on my ear.” “You liked that?”
“Did I like it? You should let me show you how much I liked it.” Money placed his hands around my waist resting them on the small of my back. I released his grasp and backed out of his reach. “If I didn’t know any better I would think you just wanted to fuck.”

“You know you too pretty to have such a foul mouth. I’m light weight offended by your comment.” Money put his hand to his heart pretending to be hurt. “It ain’t even like that. I’m feeling you Asjiah. You’re different; I already told you I’m trying to get to know you. I’m not gonna lie and say that I’m not attracted to you; you already know you sexy as hell but all of that will come in time.”

“Are you sure you’re not just trying to score brownie points with my brother?”
“I don’t mix business with pleasure.”
Looking behind him I could see Corey finally noticing that her peep show didn’t have any spectators.
“You gotta take out the trash before I can even think about messing with you like that.” I pointed behind him to Corey.
“She ain’t shit A’. That hoe worn out, I’m trying to wife you.” “Who the fuck is you calling worn out nigga?” Corey had finally joined the conversation and was standing behind Money.
Laughing, I stepped to the side so she could see who he was talking to. “Oh no! Now you jocking this white bitch too?” Still wearing her glasses Corey’s face had seen better days.
“Nice glasses.”
“Fuck you bitch.”

“Sorry, I told you I don’t do girls.” I could tell she was getting mad so I decided to piss her off even more. “Bye Jason.” Kissing him on the cheek, I walked out the door.

*****
Outside the sun was shining and it felt like it was beaming directly on me. I put on my D&G sunglasses and walked down the stairs.
“Hey Miss Lady, can I take you home?”
I turned around to see CJ standing behind me holding a bouquet of pink

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roses looking sexy as hell in blue Akademik jeans and a crispy white tee with wheat Timberlands. I was still mad at him for the shit that went down with Corey but I was also impressed by the way he kept his word and held me down this morning. I walked up to him seductively until I was right under his chin.

“Yes you can.”

“Shit A. Let’s go. You gotta nigga hot out here.” CJ handed me the flowers and playfully smacked me on the butt as I got in the car and we headed back to his house.

“So how was your day?”
“We had rehearsal for graduation, I had some tests in English and Calculus, and I think I aced the Proficiency Test.”

“Look at my little genius over here.”
“Babe, you know that nigga Vale right?”