Married to a Balla (23 page)

“Oh my God,” Kareem said, picking up the gun. He’d seen Sandino flash his gun on several occasions, but had yet to actually hold a firearm. “I can’t believe she has this and didn’t say anything.”

As Kareem examined the weapon, he suddenly heard his mother coming through the door. “Oh shit,” he said putting the gun back in the box.

He quickly made his way back into the living room just as Skye took off her coat. She smiled, noticing that the apartment was extra clean, but wondered what the horrible smell was when both of the boys walked over and embraced her.

“Where’s Payton?” Skye inquired.

“She just went to sleep. She’s laying on my bed. Ma, what happened? Did Dad do this to you?” Jordan asked as soon as he noticed her face. He got really upset.

As Jordan observed Skye, Kareem eye-balled Justice. He hated that Justice was around so much.

Skye really didn’t want to explain what happened to her fourteen year old son, but thought he had a right to know. “Sit down Jordan and let me explain.”

The two sat down as Skye tried to get herself together.

“This afternoon, I was on my way over to Lydia’s when a man approached me. He looked at me real strange and when I turned to run back into the apartment, he chased me and forced his way inside.”

“So, what happened?” Jordan asked with a curious expression.

Skye tried to swallow the lump in her throat. “Well, me and the man…we fought a little, but he was too strong and he ended up raping me.”

Jordan frowned. “Raped you? What does that mean?”

“I know your Dad talked to you a little bit about sex, so rape means when one person forces the other person to have sex with them. In this case, the man forced me,” Skye struggled to say.

“Are you okay, Ma? Did they catch him? Do you think Daddy sent the man?” Jordan hysterically asked.

“I’m okay baby. I don’t know if your Dad had anything to do with this, but it’s not his style,” Skye replied
. The last thing he would want to do is share me with another man
, she thought.

Justice interrupted. “Your mother is a brave woman. She was able to get some of the intruder’s skin under her nails. Once they run his DNA in the system they might be able to catch him.”

Kareem reached over and hugged Skye. “I’m so sorry this happened to you. I should’ve never gone to school. I should’ve stayed at home so I could protect you.”

“Don’t blame yourself Kareem, it’s not your fault. Justice is moving in with us for protection, so you don’t have to worry about that anymore,” Skye informed.

Kareem instantly whipped his head around like the little girl in
The Exorcist
. “Naawww, fuck that. Where was he when you got raped? He should’ve been here. What kind of protection is he? He can’t live here!”

Skye instantly broke down and started crying uncontrollably. “Kareem please, stop it! I can’t take anymore stress. Why can’t you just accept that fact that I’m happy with Justice? I’m trying to move on with my life and make it better for all of us.”

“Because you don’t need another man to take care of you! What if he starts beating you like our father did?” Kareem shot back.

“My life is a mess. Maybe that man should’ve just killed me.” With tears streaming down her face, Skye ran into her room and slammed the door.

“I told you Kareem. You always thinking of yourself!” Jordan yelled then walked away.

Kareem ignored his brother as he looked over at Justice with rage filled eyes. “Why don’t you just leave us the hell alone? I’m the man of the house now. We don’t need you or another father!”

Justice was sick of Kareem’s mouth. So he finally said something slick back to him. “I’m not trying to be your crazy-ass father.”

Kareem had a surprised look formed on his face.

“Yeah, your mother finally told me who you are. Kareem Washington, right? Sandino Washington is your father. Well, let’s get something straight right now. I’ve kept my mouth closed long enough. I’m gonna be the man of the house from now on, and it ain’t shit you can do about it. You got it?”

“Get the fuck outta here. I don’t have to listen to you!” Kareem yelled.

“You will listen if you plan to stay in this house. We can get along or I can make your life real difficult. It’s up to you. I just want to make your mother is happy and you’re in the fucking way of me doing that.”

Kareem looked at Justice again. The two stood ice grilling each other before Kareem asked, “Is that a threat?”

“Take it however you want lil’ nigga!” Justice replied.

*****

“
Shut the fuck up bitch!” he said, smacking Skye in the face.

He rolled her over on her stomach and then pulled her thighs apart before plunging his thick dick deep into her. Her muffled screams rang out throughout the room as he unmercifully fucked in and out of her struggling body.

“
How does it feel Janelle? Does it feel good to you? You wanted this, so I came bitch!”

Just as he was about to smack Skye again, she sat straight up in the bed and screamed to the top of her lungs. Gasping for air, sweat suddenly began to race down her face as Justice jumped up and tried to calm her down. She was shaking so bad, he could barely hold onto her body.

“It’s okay, baby. It was probably just a bad dream,” Justice said, stroking her hair.

“But he called me Janelle…he called me Janelle,” she kept repeating as Justice held her.

“What are you talking about?”

“The man who raped me, he kept calling me Janelle. How did he know that name?”

Crying, Skye still couldn’t believe that this had happened to her. The whole experience left her confused and emotionally drained. Like her life was spinning out of control. Violated by a man who was still out there somewhere. Every time Skye thought about it, she would get mad as hell. Justice tried to assure her that she was safe and that everything was going to be alright, but Skye wasn’t so sure about that, especially since they had no idea who the man was or how he knew her name. Something just wasn’t adding up.

“The only people who knew I went by Janelle are the people at the shelter.” She quickly pulled from Justice. “Did you have something to do with this?”

Justice’s eyes damn near popped out of his head. “I can’t believe you would even ask me something like that. You really think I’m capable of doing something that horrible to you…to any woman for that matter?” he asked. “I’m not some type of animal.”

Skye wiped her face and then looked into his eyes. She could tell that her question had insulted him. “I’m sorry. I’ve been around you long enough to know you wouldn’t do something so evil. I’m just grasping at straws.”

“It’s okay. I know you’re under a lot of stress.”

“I just want to put this out of my mind and get on with my life, but I can’t.”

“Of course you can’t. It just happened today. It’s too soon to try and forget.”

Skye sat quietly for awhile not even acknowledging what Justice was saying.
So, who was evil enough to do something so vile?
Was it Sandino
, she thought.
No, he would never want another man touching me. Besides, he has no idea what name I was using.
After eliminating her soon to be ex-husband, it hit her.

“Justice, I know exactly who sent that man.”

“Who?”

“That bitch Mercedes,” she stated with confidence.

When Skye first said it, Justice thought she was being irrational; but after giving it some thought himself, he knew she had a point. Mercedes had been acting crazy lately and she was definitely jealous of their relationship.

“You know what, it’s because of you that bitch did this shit,” Skye suddenly said.

Justice’s eyebrows crinkled. “What?”

“You heard me. It’s because of you. Why would she do something like this if something hadn’t happened between the two of you? Be honest…have you ever fucked her?”

Justice tried to dodge the question. “Skye please…”

“Answer the question. Did you fuck her?”

Justice lowered his head. “Yes, but I swear on my mother’s life, it was only once.”

Skye went off. “Get the fuck out. I don’t ever wanna see your face again. This shit is all your fault!” She jumped off the bed, grabbed his clothes and overnight bag then threw them out of her room.

“Skye, please calm down,” he pleaded. “I had nothing to do with this.”

By this time, Payton started crying from her crib.

“Get…out!”

Justice tried his best to talk to her, but Skye wouldn’t hear of it. As far as she was concerned, he was just as guilty as Mercedes was.

“Skye, I promise you, I’ll get to the bottom of this if it was her.”

“For the last time, get the hell out!” Skye screamed, as she pushed him out of her room.

After she slammed the door in his face, Justice grabbed his belongings. Kareem who was awakened by his mother’s screams, stood in the hallway on his way to her room when Justice came walking past slowly. All Kareem could do was smile.

“And don’t bring your ass back here either,” Kareem said, following him to the door.

Chapter 25

“Damn, girl!” Dre moaned as Mercedes bounced up and down on his rock hard dick.

She rode him like a true stallion. Her wet, shaved pussy grinded him hard and deep, showing off her professional pornographic skills. With his hands around her small waist, Dre was mesmerized at how sexy she was. Her hair was pulled up in a ponytail and the long pair of pearls she wore around her neck laid right between her large breasts.

She always did know how to ride ‘dis dick
, Dre thought watching Mercedes do her thing.

A few minutes later, Mercedes leaned over and started kissing him passionately.

“Ooohhh, Baby Girl you feel so damn good,” Dre mumbled in between their kisses.

She continued to bounce on him making her ass jiggle out of control. Hornier than ever, Dre squeezed her ass then fucked her back with long, deep strokes. His dick throbbed as her tight pussy cried for more and her hips moved to the perfect rhythm.

“You tryna drive a nigga crazy, huh?” Dre asked as he struggled to catch his breath.

“You know once my pussy hits this good ass dick, its magic baby,” Mercedes said back to him.

After several minutes of grinding, Mercedes felt herself about to cum.

“Oh shit, I’m cummming Dre, cum with me baby,” she begged.

Like a trained student, Dre started pumping faster which caused her to let out a huge scream followed by a moan.

“I’m cummmin’ too!” Dre yelled, releasing along with her.

Within seconds, the two embraced tightly before collapsing on the queen-size bed panting.

Mercedes smiled to herself thinking,
part one of my plan has worked. Now I need to put part two in effect.

She’d sweet talked Dre into coming over her house earlier that day by telling him she had some news about Skye. When he arrived, she was dressed in a sexy black negligee, sipping on a glass of wine with some slow music playing in the background. Mercedes knew Dre couldn’t resist her. Despite the fact that it was only twelve o’clock in the afternoon, she still managed to get him tipsy before proceeding to seduce him. Soon, they were having some good mid-day sex. Obviously, he’d forgotten all about the news concerning Skye.

Dre’s loud cell phone ringing from his pants pocket on the floor instantly caught her attention. Dre ignored it at first, but when it kept ringing his facial expression changed. He reached over and grabbed his pants. When Dre looked at the number, he hopped straight up and answered it.

“What up man?” he asked walking out the bedroom.

Mercedes admired Dre’s nice body, and even more so his big, thick dick. She had to admit Dre was fine and could fuck his ass off, but nothing or nobody compared to Justice. He was gonna be her man by any means necessary.

Snapping out of her daze, Mercedes suddenly remembered her initial plan. She jumped up and stood at the door eavesdropping on Dre’s call. When she heard him say, “Sandino, I think I have a lead. I’ll call you back in about an hour.” Mercedes knew what she had to do.

She quickly ran back in the bed and waited for Dre to get off the phone. When he came back into the bedroom, she put her acting skills to work.

“Dre baby, come here,” she said in a sexy tone. When he walked over and sat next to her on the bed, she kissed his hand. “Baby, I don’t want this sex marathon to end. Can you run to the store and get some candles. I want it a little more romantic around here. I got some more tricks up my sleeve for your ass!”

A huge smile formed on Dre’s face. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t resist Mercedes. He couldn’t believe he’d been over her house that long and she had yet to mention Justice.

Maybe she finally got over her delusional thoughts of them getting married
, he thought.

Either way as long as she was willing to give him some pussy he was going to take it.

“Yeah, I can do ‘dat. Let me take a shower first though. My balls are a lil’ sticky,” he joked.

Dre headed to the bathroom forgetting all about his phone laying on the night stand. As soon as the coast was clear, Mercedes picked up his cell phone, looked at the number from the last call, and wrote it down.

“Let part two of the plan begin,” she said to herself.

******

Dripped in diamonds and dressed in True Religion jeans, a Gucci shirt and matching Gucci loafers, Sandino walked into the drug rehabilitation class dreading having to sit through his first lecture on how drugs destroy your life. Not thoroughly understanding how his addiction not only led to the demise of his career, but also the loss of his family and many of his friends, he didn’t understand what the fuss was all about. So he took a few pills and snorted coke here and there, what was the harm?