TYCE II (24 page)

Dallas threw her hands in the air again. “ASK ME WHAT!!!?” She yelled.

I watched as Angelique walked up to Dallas and put the barrel of the glamorous gun right on her forehead.

“Are you really pregnant?” Angelique asked slowly.

My food was getting cold but the kitchen was getting hotter by the second. I started once again to put an end to the girl on girl action but I remembered Angelique winking at me before it all began. I followed my instincts and remained still.

“Tyce please get this crazy bitch!” Dallas looked at me.

Angelique nodded her head toward my plate. “Eat your breakfast babe
…come on now bitch don’t fuckin’ try and stall me out…since you don’t wanna let
EPT
tell me what I wanna know, I’ll let 
G
A
T
ask you now…ANSWER THE FUCKIN’ QUESTION, ARE YOU PREGNANT?”

The room went absolutely silent, even the birds outside stopped chirping. It seemed like the whole world was waiting to hear the answer to Angelique’s question.

Dallas glared at Angelique, her fists balled up in anger
, and she shut her eyes tight before she quietly whispered.

“No.”

“Who’s the crazy bitch now huh?” Angelique backed up shaking her head.

I couldn’t believe it! I really couldn’t believe it! What the fuck?

“So that was
your
test I found in the trash!” I pointed at Angelique.

“You found my test?” She looked shocked.

“Yeah, I was taking out the trash and the bag busted and the test fell out, I jus’ didn’t know who it belonged to.”

Angelique slid her gun across the table to me. She then snatched the pregnancy test off the dish and proceeded to rip it open.
She tore open the plastic wrapper containing the purple and white stick and placed it on the table.
Next,
she
took off her track shorts
revealing her clean-shaven pussy. Angelique stood in the kitchen comple
tely naked from the waist down!

“Jus’ so there’s no doubt about it, I’ma show you I’m real wit’ my shit.” She spread her legs a little.
“Don’
t worry baby
, I’ll clean up after myself.”

Angelique removed the cap from the stick, put it under her pussy, and let out a steady flow of urine that soaked the stick and the slate tile floor under her polished toes. After she was done
peeing,
she put the still wet test on a paper towel placing in front of me.

“Jus’ give it a few minutes.” She said as her moist pussy was next to my bicep.

I was speechless, and apparently so was Dallas because her mouth was wide open in awe, but the strange thing was…that shit turned me on.
The boldness, the nastiness, and the unconventional nature of it all made my dick hard. I couldn’t explain it, but none the less, my shit was pitching a tent in my baggy shorts.

Angelique noticed the bulge as she looked down, “I see someone is up this morning.” She smiled sexily at me, “Scoot your chair out.”

I did as I was told without hesitation.

“
Slide down
your shorts.”

I did as I was
told, again without hesitation.

             
Angelique looked
over her left shoulder
at
a
flabbergasted
Dallas as she mounted me.

“You’re not the only one that knows Tyce likes a little golden shower.” Angelique put her full lips next to my earlobe and whispered, “I didn’t wipe my pussy off jus’ for you.”

She reached down between my legs guiding me inside her wet tunnel. I could feel the dampness of her pussy as
it
closed in around my cock
. I could smell her fruity body wash
through her shirt, eve
ry time she leaned into me, I caught
a fresh wh
iff of the scent.

“How does it feel?” She whispered in my ear again.

“It feels good babe.” I whispered back.

“This pussy is yours baby, all yours.”

Angelique grinded her saturated center into my mid section.
Her hips moved in slow lazy circles.  I could see the muscles in her inner thighs flex as she moved to a steady unrushed beat.

“She lied to you baby, you can’t trust her.”

She tightened her pussy walls around my shaft.

“I’m all the woman you need.” She whispered in my ear.

Angelique grabbed my face gently.
“
We can finish fuckin’ later…u
nlike her, I don’t have to lie to you or steal your seed.”
She rai
sed her hips off my abdomen releasing my stiff cock.

Dallas heard that comment and rushed over towards us in a fitting rage.

“Shut the fuck up ho!
It’s bad enough I gotta watch yo nasty ass piss all over the fuckin’ floor, but now you’re lying on me and talkin’ shit! Bit
ch I don’t need to steal his sperm
!”

Angelique swung her long leg over my thigh and stood nose to nose with Dallas not caring about the fact that her bare ass and pussy was exposed.

“Oh really,
you don’t need to steal his sperm
huh? Ok, so why did you say your fake ass doctor was booked for like four weeks huh, tell me that? I’ll tell you why, it’s because you planned to fuck Tyce immediately and hope he got you pregnant
-
that way he would never know you lied!”

I stood up and put my dick back in its holster
. I hated to admit it but what Angelique was saying made sense. I started to replay all the conversation last night between Dallas and I.

“I’m the realest bitch in the house! I would die for this man right here and I’ll be damned if I let a trifling bitch like you trap him! I knew what

you were up to when you opened your mouth last night, that’s why I fucked you up!”

During all the commotion, I picked up the test. My mind went back to when I was reading the instructions in my driveway that morning so I knew exactly what to look for. I smiled when I saw two clear pink lines.

“It’s positive…you’re pregnant.”
I turned to face
Angelique
.

“Yes, you gon be a daddy…I didn’t even wanna tell you like this but this bitch left me no choice, I had to do it before she got knocked up!”

I held the little stick in my hand, “Why’d you lie to me Dallas?”

Silence replaced fury as she just stood there staring at me blankly. She was busted and there was nothing she could do about it
.

“She was taking you away from me,
she
is a fuckin’ cheater and you picked her over
me
! You didn’t even believe me when I told you she was fuckin’ Sway!” Her eyes were beginning to tear up. “I was trying to protect you from her, don’t you see that?”

I shook my head, “All you had to do was squash it, that’s all you had to do. But instead, you took it to whole nother level, I mean what the fuck was your plan? You had to get pregnant to cover up your lie, you were gonna trap me…weren’t you?”

She looked down at the tile floor as if my answer was down there.

“
ANSWER
ME
!!” I raised my hands.

“It would have happened sooner or later, why not now, what’s wrong with me havin’ your baby, is it because I’m not your precious
Angelique
!”

I gritted my teeth, “Bitch, I decide when I’m gonna have a child…NOT YOU! That was some real snaky shit you did, I thought I could trust

you! If it wasn’t for Angelique I would be walkin’ around nine months from now
with two babies
pushin’ a big ass
double wide
stroller and drivin’ a fuckin’ mini van!”

“Tyce please don’t be mad at me.” Dallas grabbed my hand.

I jerked away, “You know what the sad thing is?”

Dallas looked up at me crying, “What?”

“I have a pain in the left side of my chest because I loved you with all of my heart, and now I gotta let you go.”

Dallas grabbed my shirt in her fist.

“Nooo baby, why, don’t do this please, let’s talk about it, tell me what to do, tell me how to fix this! Pleeaassse!”

I pulled away from her grasp, “Jus’ like you can’t glue a shattered vase back together…it’s never gonna be as strong as it was…this relationship can’t hold water, I can’t trust you no more, you hafta leave. You can take your money with you cuz you earned that, but you can’t stay here
.”

“You can’t jus’ throw me out, what am I supposed to do, where am I supposed to go?” Dallas pleaded her case.

Angelique chimed in, “Bitch you got four million dollars, and a car full of gas, you can go where ever you want but you can’t stay here, you want me to help you pack?”

“Fuck you Angelique!” Dallas spat.

“No Miss liar…fuck you.”

“Alright, that’s enough, Dallas you got an hour to get your things and bounce, what you don’t get now I’ll ship to you when you give me a forwarding address.” I started to walk out the kitchen.

“Why are you being so cold Tyce!” Dallas screamed at my back.

“You’re lucky I don’t throw your ass in the trunk with my punk ass daddy and drive both ya’ll asses off a fuckin’ cliff. The only reason I don’t slap the wisdom teeth out ya mouth is because I don’t hit the women I love. I still love you Dallas but that doesn’t mean I hafta be with you.” I never turned around.

Angelique picked up her shorts
, finished off the rest of her orange ju
ice, and grabbed her gun off the table.

“You know what Dallas…I really liked you. I liked hangin’ out with you, I liked fuckin’ you, I didn’t even mind sharin’ a man with you, but you fucked that all up when you tried to steal my man and start a family with a lie. That’s the difference between you and me…I’m a woman and you’re a girl.”

             
To m
y surprise, Dallas left
quietly. She only took her money and a
suitcase
full of her clothes. I didn’t say bye and neither did she, I think she was to embarrassed and heartbroken to face me. I hated to see her leave but the truth of the matter was I couldn’t have dishonest people around me, especially when it comes to my woman.
I was shocked and hurt by what she did. To try and trap a man with a baby was the ultimate betrayal. If she would have come to me like a woman and asked me to have a child with her, honestly I would have considered it. But to go about it this way was unforgivable.
Dallas showed just how selfish she truly was.

             
Angelique and I rode in silence in my Benz with Diego riding shotgun in the trunk. We could hear his body banging around whenever the car went over a bump.
I knew he was in incredible pain but that shit didn’t faze me one bit…let him suffer was my mentality.

             
Angelique rolled down the window to let some fresh air in.

“I have two small tiny request
s
.” She held her thumb and forefinger a few inches apart.

“What are they?” I asked looking over at her in the passenger seat.

She took a deep breath, “Ok, I jus’ wanna have one last cigarette, I really need one
really
bad right
now,
and I promise this is my
last
one, I won’t smoke during my pregnancy.”

I laughed, “I guess one won’t hurt.”

“Thank you!”

She pulled out a pack and lighter from her purse
and lit one immediately. Her head laid back against the head rest as she inhaled the calming smoke.

“What’s the next request?”

“Oh, can we please stop at Popeye’s cuz I’m craving fried chicken like a muthafucka!”

“Yeah no problem, I almost forgot you’re eating

for two now.”

“Yes I am.” She took another drag from her cigarette and started to say something but stopped.

“What were you gonna say?”
I looked over at her.

“Never mind.” She blew the smoke out the cracked window.

“Naw, really, what’s on your mind?”

Angelique looked at me seriously, “I wanted to tell you that I really was on birth control but I guess it didn’t work. I didn’t get pregnant on purpose, I guess it was meant to be. I jus’ wanted you to know that.”

“I know babe, I never doubted you for one second.” I reached over and touched her belly.

“Are you happy about this? I mean do you wanna have a baby with me?” Angelique bit her bottom lip.

She asked this important question while I was driving down a busy street in Los Angeles, California. I slowed down and came to a stop in the middle of traffic. Six cars came to a halt behind me and began honking their horns and cussing me out behind their windshields
. I paid them no attention as I faced Angelique.