Page 5 of Repo'd His Heart
I ended up at the club after work. I really wanted some pussy, but Nene was doing her typical nagging, and I wasn’t in the mood to deal with her shit. On the prowl for some new pussy, I ran into Malika and of course she wanted some dick. Malika’s thirsty ass was all over a nigga and in all honestly, she was getting on my damn nerves. But the bitches that were out tonight weren’t hitting on shit, so I settled on Malika. Mainly cause Zaylee hadn’t left my fuckin’ mind since Lo brought her up earlier. I took Malika to my car, we left the club and I pulled over in an empty lot. I threw her ass in the backseat and gave her the dick she’d been begging for.
“Fuck,” I said snatching my dick out and nutting in the condom. I didn’t trust shit in this life. I been damned if I trusted a bitch when it came to my nut. A bitch wasn’t finna trap me condom or not I wasn’t nuttin’ in no bitch.
“You always give me the best dick. I swear I love that big Black muthafucka,” Malika said as she pulled herself off my backseat. Then she pulled her dress down. She looked up at me with googly eyes, and I wanted to rip both of her eyes outta socket. “Zaylee really fumbled the fucking bag. Shooo let that had been me. I would…”
Instantly got annoyed, I was getting sick of hearing Zaylee’s fucking name today.
“Fuck her,” I responded scowling at Malika, my nut was wearing off and my patience for her was running thin. I threw the condom away and put my dick back in my pants. I leaned against my Black on Black G-Wagon, taking my pre-rolled blunt from my back pocket. I lit it inhaling the potent weed into my lungs.
Malika smacked her lips pressing them together. “That’s what I’m sayin.’ You know she finna move back? My family acting like she a celebrity or some shit. I swear I can’t stand that ugly bitch.”
“You a hater,” I chuckled at Malika as I silently smoked my blunt. Malika woulda been a fine ass bitch if she wasn’t so friendly with her pussy. Her short thick ass had nigga’s falling at her feet just cause she has a pretty face and a big ass that you could see from the front. The shit wasn’t real but unlike most bitches who got a BBL Malika’s matched.
“I’m not hating on shit. You know she ain’t shit. I mean you see how she did you. That bitch ain’t shit.”
“You act like you any better. At least she ain’t fuckin’ twenty different niggas at once,” Ion know if it was instinct or what but defending Zaylee was second nature.
I could talk as much shit as I wanted about Zaylee, she was my bitch but when other muthafuckas did, it pissed me the fuck off. I had a legit reason not to fuck with Zaylee. Malika though, she was on some hating shit and always had been. She was one of them bitches that wanted all the attention on her. If it wasn’t Malika didn’t know how to function. As far as I was concerned, I was the only person who could say Zaylee wasn’t shit. At this point I was over Malika; she’d overstayed her welcome. Her ass should have disappeared as soon as I came.
“How you finna get home,” I asked, tossing my half smoked blunt onto the ground, stepping on it. I was finna get outta here, but Malika wasn’t getting in my car.
“What chu mean? You taking me.” She fake laughed like tryna see if I was playing with her and I wasn't. I was dead ass serious; her hating ass could kick the fuck outta some rocks.
“I’m not, I never told you I was takin’ you home.”
“Stop, playing Mikael. You not leaving me out here in this dark ass alley to get kidnapped.”
“Don’t nobody want that floppy pussy. Forreal you might be able to use ya pussy lips as wings and fly home.” I snickered as Malika’s big headed ass mugged me with her hands folded across her chest.
“Says the nigga that can’t stay outta this loose pussy.”
“Play stupid if you want. You know I only fuck you cause of Zaylee. If I didn’t hate her ass, you’d never know what my dick felt like. Bring ya dumb ass on. I’m finna drop you off at that gas station up the street.”
“I swear you ain’t shit Makael,” Malika spat as she hatefully glared at me.
“Neither is you bitches.” I nonchalantly responded to her. I really could give a flying fuck about her being mad. The bitch was still gonna suck a niggas dick whenever I told her too.
She better be happy I didn’t leave her ass like I wanted to. She wasn’t my bitch and I truly didn’t give a fuck how she got home. If I hadn’t said it yet, fuck these bitches. If it wasn’t my mama, brother, or my money I had nothing for them. I learned my lesson trusting bitches and it would be a cold day in hell before I would ever let another bitch catch me slippin.’ Even Nene’s ass knew I didn’t have much to offer besides dick and a little bit of money. We didn’t tell each other we loved each other or none of that shit. I wasn't selling bitches dreams that would never happen. I would forever be screaming fuck love.
Chapter 4
Solana Thomas
A Few Weeks Later
“Mama, can I pleeease get the doll?” Sunshyne relentlessly begged me.
I felt horrible because I really didn’t have the money to get the doll she wanted. My baby didn’t ask for much so when she did and I couldn’t get what she wanted I felt horrible. I didn’t get paid until next week and the little money I have had to be saved for food and gas. As much as I loved my skoolie it could be expensive when it came to driving it. I saved money in the long run. However, my money was still tight. Gas being one of my major expenses, I didn’t care to drive it unless I had to. Since I was off for three days, we’d been sleeping in the parking lot ofLilly’s Mega Mart,the store we were currently shopping in. It was convenient because Sunshyne’s preschool was in walking distance as well as being close by a bunch of other stores if we needed anything and it was more cost efficient for us to use thebathroom inside ofLilly’stoo. With this parking lot being so big it was easy for me to blend in with all the other buses and trucks, so I didn’t have to worry about us getting towed.
We were only supposed to be running in here for a few snacks. Tonight was our improv girls night. We’d already done each other’s toes and nails. Made root beer floats and now we were supposed to end our night watching movies on my iPad that we used as a makeshift tv. Somehow, we ended up in the toy aisle instead of the snack aisle. Even though the snacks were going to be a little bit of a splurge they were going to cost me a lot less than the seventy dollar price tag on this doll.
“Maybe for Christmas boo,” I smiled at her hoping Sunshyne would be understanding but the defeat in her eyes were unmatched and my heart broke even more.
Sunshyne stomped her foot on the ground, as she slammed the doll down to the ground. “It’s not fair, you always say that and I never get the toys I want,” Tears pooled in Sunshyne’s eyes.
I went to bend down to scoop her in my arms when I saw tears falling down her face. Sunshyne darted passed me running away from me. My heart dropped when I got to the end of the aisle and I couldn’t see Sunshyne anywhere. My heart felt like it was going to implode as I turned looking to see if I spotted her anywhere.
“Sunshyne!” I screamed running down each of the toy aisles hoping to see one of her puff balls.
