Sometimes I even doubted myself. Like I doubted if I had the ability to completely cause a chick to be sprung over me and just when I didn't think it was possible something always happened to remind me that I had the juice. When you successfully mind fucked someone it didn't matter where they went or what they did a piece of them would always remain with you.
No less than forty-five minutes later there was a knock at my door and I knew it could only be her. She went from not being able to come to being on my doorstep. She craved my presence just like I craved her information. So to me this was a mutually beneficial situation for the both of us. I already know what you're thinking. You probably think I gave her the dick but it wasn't even like that. It actually didn't even involve sex. When you were able to penetrate a person's mind then you were able to touch them in places that no one or nothing else could penetrate. That had been my entire goal from the beginning.
When I opened the door, there she stood looking like sex in the flesh. I knew she was feeling me and to be quite honest I was feeling her ass too.
"Hey you." She smiled seductively and walked past me smelling good as hell. I wanted to jump out and bite her but part of my disguise involved me being the perfect gentleman.
"Hello to your fly ass too."
Shawty made a nigga wanna forget he was on a mission and bag her right then and there. The ass she had on her had me mesmerized and I caught myself having visions of her bouncing up and down on my dick.
Focus Tariq. Everything ain't always about some pussy.
I had to constantly remind myself about staying focused in order to be around this sexy woman.
"I thought you said you couldn't make it over here."
"At first I didn't think I'd have a baby sitter but she came through."
"I knew it would work out." She walked in my living room and sat on the furthest piece of furniture I had which was a loveseat. I laughed as she looked over at me trying not to appear nervous.
"I know you didn't come all the way over here to sit that far away from me." She got up and made her way over to the couch where I was sitting. When she sat down next to me her intoxicating scent invaded my nostrils.
"That's much better." I replied placing my arm over the top of the couch and pulled her in closer to me.
"You got me nervous." She confessed.
"There's nothing to be nervous about sweetheart. You here with me." I assured her. I could tell by her body language that she wasn't completely comfortable with me and that was okay because it just let me know that I had more work to do. I just needed to get in her head a little more and I was completely up for the challenge.
"I know but I just get a little nervous sometimes. Besides, with the type of nigga I have I be trying to make moves on the low. The last thing I need is for him to find out that I've been kicking it with someone else."
"So you're afraid that he'll find out about you chilling with someone when it's a known fact that you're nigga be fuckin' other bitches?" I could tell my statement stung a little and I wanted it to.
"Well … "
"No so you'll continue to pledge your loyalty to a nigga who could care less about you then you want to come over and act all brand new ‘cuz a nigga wanna press up on you. Man, fuck outta here with that bullshit." I got up from my seat and walked over to the door and opened it.
"Are you seriously kicking me out right now?"
"Absolutely … step … when you ready to fuck with a real nigga like me then you know where to find me otherwise I don't wanna be bothered." I replied and didn't move until she picked up her designer purse and got the hell out of my house. She didn't bother to say anything back in response to what I said and it was in that moment that I had her right where I needed her to be. I wanted to be inside her head. It wouldn't be too long before her nigga fucked up and I would be in position to get exactly what I needed from her.
Kyhanna
Chapter 4
Ever since I told my mom that Zeke had stopped by to see her and was now looking for her she had been acting weird. She would wake up at the crack of dawn and be gone before Tahj and I left for school and still wouldn't be home when we got home from school. I tried to ask her what him stopping by was all about but she claimed that it was nothing and Zeke was simply tripping. I knew my mother wasn't trying to tell me anything and that didn't surprise me because she always kept things from us. I usually was always able to put two and two together so it was only a matter of time before I would be able to figure it out.
My cell phone alarmed at six in the morning and as soon as I stood up I walked down the hall and woke Tahj up so he could get ready for school. I always tried to wake him up way earlier than he had to be since it took him forever to actually get out of his bed. By the time Tahj knocked on our bathroom door, I had already took my shower and was fully dressed.
I opened the door making sure I mushed him in the head.
"I woke you up so long ago big head." I said as he pushed me away clearly annoyed.
"I know but I be tired Kyhanna." He replied.
"If you would go to bed like you were supposed to you wouldn't be so tired."
"Whatever." Tahj said and then traded places with me in the bathroom. He knew I was telling the truth that's why he didn't have much to say. My brother loved to stay up on school nights and play his video games and flip through TV. I tried my best to make him go to bed at a good time but with my mother ripping and running the streets my brother would sneak and still get his way sometimes. I walked down the steps and saw my mother sitting on the couch with her ankles crossed chain smoking on cigarettes. I hated when she smoked in the house but she said since it was her house she could do what she wanted. I observed her tapping her foot nervously as she cradled her current cigarette in between her index and middle finger. Her previously empty ashtray was full of cigarettes again.
"Good morning Ma. What's up?" I asked.
"Hey Kyhanna. I didn't know you were up." She said as she brushed her free hand across her face and swept something off her face. As I got in closer to her I could tell she had been crying.
"Yeah, I‘ve been up for a while. Tahj is up and getting ready now. You crying Ma … what's wrong?"
"Naw, I'm not crying. My allergies are just acting up that's all."
"Okay if you say so."
I don't know why my mother always wanted to play off the fact that she was crying. It was obvious she'd been crying I could tell by how blood shot her eyes were but if she wanted to play like nothing was going on then I could play the same game. We had a horrible habit of covering over things in our family.
"What you got planned after you get out of school?"
"Oh that's what I wanted to tell you about. My friend Marquis is having a party at his house on the eastside and I plan on rolling with Tameeka over there. So I won't be able to watch Tahj tonight."
"Oh okay that's fine. I don't really feel like doing anything so I'll be in the house anyway."
"Who is Marquis anyway? Do I know him?"
"Yeah mom. That's Malik older brother."
"Oh okay. I remember him hanging with Tremaine. Have you talked to Malik lately?"
"Unfortunately. He called me last night."
"What he want? He trying to get back with you?"
"Of course he trying to get back with me. But I need time to think about everything because he hurt me ma. Besides, I just think I need to be single right now anyway."
"Whatever you say little girl. I think Malik is a nice boy. You should give him another chance."
"Umm, I don't know about that." I shook my head no. I mean Malik was cool and probably would always be my friend but I wasn't too sure about giving this dude another chance. I don't know about you but that felt like I was setting myself up for another heart break all over again. I gave my all to Malik and that still didn't stop him from taking my heart and tearing it in a million pieces.
"Okay baby girl. Well have fun tonight. Although it would be fun if you just hung out with Tahj and I tonight, I understand you just wanna chill with your friends."
"Hold on. Are you sick or something? What's wrong with you? You never just want to hang out here at the house with me and Tahj. Is there something you're not telling me?" I asked as I looked at her curiously examining her countenance. My mother never considered being in the house to be a good time by any means. I didn't know what was wrong with her.