The Plug's Daughter Page 12

  She sighed heavily. “I’m sorry Keys. Like I said, she swung first. I was just defending myself.”

  “You shouldn’t have opened the door. What if she was there to…?”

  She cut me off. “I thought about that too, but she called your name…so.”

  “Look, don’t open the door for nobody else okay. I’ll be there in a little while.” I was a little irritated, but something about her beating Elena’s ass turned me on.

  “Okay,” she said. “Don’t be mad at me.”

  “I ain’t mad. I just want you to stay outta trouble ma. Straight up.”

  “K. See you when you get here.”

  “A’ight.”

  “I love you Keys.”

  “Love you back baby.”

  I hung up knowing that I would have to convince Elena not to press charges. The only thing working in Sen’s favor was the fact that Elena popped up at my spot and started the confrontation with her. I decided to go ahead and read her other text messages.

  Elena: I should get that bitch locked up. I been tryin to call u because I found out that I’m pregnant. Since I got no answer I wanted to tell you in person. I hope my baby’s ok after that dumb hoe attacked me.

  Fuck! I was stunned as hell, but it was a chance that it wasn’t mine. Besides, I didn’t believe her ass anyway. I’d always used condoms and she claimed to be on the pill.

  Me: That’s all fine and dandy. I’ll hear from you after you test yo’ nigga. Let me know.

  Elena: What the fuck ever. It’s urs.

  Me: First of all I don’t give a fuck what u sayin. U was fuckin me and that nigga. Do what u feel. Either way I’m done wit ur ass. Now don’t call or text me again unless u ready to get a DNA test.

  She sent a picture message after that of a positive pregnancy test. It didn’t even matter to me. That shit could’ve came from anywhere. Instead of responding I decided to let time do what it did best, prove the damn truth. If she was really pregnant and the child was mine, I would take care of it. I wasn’t going to be forced to be with a woman I didn’t want to be with though. Hell nah.

  I finally got out of my car and headed toward what I knew was going to be a long line. At first I was going to register online, but I had to visit my advisor anyway. I was actually working toward being a college educated black man. That was proof that you didn’t always have to be a product of your environment. Shit, all I knew were drug dealers and most of them hadn’t made it past the tenth grade.

  The off the wall shit that was going on with Sen had me reevaluating my life. Maybe I should really consider a career if I made it out of “Operation Protect Sen” alive. A voice rang inside of my head telling me to leave the drug game alone and go legit. Then again…I loved fast, easy money.

  * * *

  After running around to get everything that Sen needed, I made the trip to her condo to get her clothes and personal items. I put in the code and waited for the gate to open. While proceeding, I took a quick look around, but didn’t notice anything out of the ordinary. Like I had promised her, we talked the entire time.

  Instead of going to my father’s afterwards to get the work, I decided to put it off until later. Of course Dame held the favor he’d just done for me over my head, so I agreed to go ahead and fuck with those niggas he’d been telling me about. The transaction would be going down the next day. It was best for me to just get back to Sen and try to smooth over the bullshit that had gone down with Elena.

  * * *

  “Come on ma. You can’t sit here and act like you surprised that I was fuckin’ somebody before you. Damn. I told you the truth about ol’ girl. Why the fuck you trippin’?” Were we having our first argument?

  Shit, we hadn’t actually said that we were a couple out of our mouths, but that shit was inevitable. There was something between us and it was deeper than great sex.

  “I ain’t trippin’. I just…I just wanna know if you still got feelings for her. I mean, like you said, you found out the truth about her the day before we saw each other again. How do you feel about her?”

  Was she really being insecure? Did she not know how incredible she was? Shit, I’d loved her my whole life. I finally had her and she thought I still wanted Elena. All I could do was put my head in my hand.

  I sighed. “I don’t give a fuck about her if that’s what you wanna know. I won’t lie and say that I didn’t feel something for her at first. That’s over now. Don’t question that. I love you Sen. Always have.” It was hard to leave out the fact that Elena claimed to be pregnant, but it wasn’t the right time to reveal that bit of information.

  “And you know that I love you too. I’m sorry Keys. I just…I don’t wanna lose you.”

  I softly kissed the bump on her head. The swelling was going down, but the bruise was getting darker. “You ain’t gonna lose me ma. Calm down.”

  In the back of my mind I wondered about her feelings for Trell. Of course it was clear that his change in demeanor and his threats had her frightened, but how did she feel about him at first? Was she one of those women who preferred men like Trell and Dame over men like me? I mean, I was probably fifty percent bad boy, but my heart was good. When it came to women, I didn’t believe in blatantly disrespecting, or abusing them.

  Truth be told, I wasn’t perfect by far, but I didn’t get any pleasure out of hurting someone who cared about me. Now, hurting a fuck nigga who wanted to sabotage me was a different story. When it came to the plan to murk Trell, I wondered where her head was at.

  “In case you’re wondering, I never loved Trell.” Her voice was low and her soft lips were on my neck.

  Damn, she had an uncanny way of knowing exactly what I was thinking. That shit was kind of scary, but it was intriguing at the same time. When it came to Sen, I was bewitched. I was under her spell and there wasn’t shit that I could do about it. I knew that being with her put my life in danger, but I didn’t care. All I really gave a shit about was keeping her out of harm’s way. Not knowing if I was going to live the next day didn’t even fuck with me, as long as I could be with her for the moment.

  “I’on understand what you ever saw in that nigga in the first place.”

  “Me either, now that I think about it. Like I said before, the fact that I knew him when we were kids seemed to make me want to trust him. I shouldn’t have though.” She moved and leaned against the pillow at the far end of the sofa. After she repositioned herself, she put her feet in my lap.

  “I thought about it and I know that I said I was gonna keep Dame out of it at first, but maybe he can help. We gotta get this shit over wit’ ma. Ain’t no need to drag it along for too long. So, we gon’ come up wit’ some shit when I meet wit’ him tomorrow.”

  She nodded. “I don’t really wanna talk about that right now babe.”

  “Okay,” I agreed.

  I watched her face as she reached for something on the end table. Next thing I knew, I smelled the sweet aroma of some Ganja. A smile snuck up on my face as I watched her puff on the blunt. Damn, she could roll up. It was something about a woman who could cook and roll a blunt. Not only that, but her pussy and head were both A one. Hell yeah, ma was marriage material.

  “A biochemist that can roll a blunt…” I shook my head.

  “Well, you know…” She giggled and blew O’s out of her mouth before passing the blunt to me.

  “I got the best of both worlds wit’ you,” I said as I took a hit of the blunt.

  “Meaning?” She asked although she already knew what I meant.

  “I got a classy, hood ass chick who knows how to act like a lady, but thinks like a boss. Once all of this shit is over, we gon’ be a power couple ma. It ain’t no tellin’ what we gon’ do. Shit, we can conquer the world.” I smiled all big at her as I passed the blunt back.

  “Damn.” She shook her head. “You’re one fine ass nigga yo’. For real.”

  I massaged her foot and she sat up to give me a kiss.

  “That’s a compliment comin’
from a woman who looks as good as you.”

  “Stop,” she said playfully.

  We both laughed.

  “I’m glad you can laugh despite everything’s that goin’ on shawty.” I kissed her hand as I held her close to me.

  “Damn, I love the way you smell. You just do something to me.” She stared into my eyes. “You always have.”

  “What the fuck are you doin’ to me Sen?” I asked her seriously.

  “Makin’ you fall deeper and deeper in love with me each day.” She pulled the tee shirt over her head.

  I was gone all over again at the sight of her nakedness. As she positioned her body over mine, I shook my head.

  “You doin’ a damn good job,” I took a deep breath knowing that after that time we needed to start using condoms.

  It was going to be hard as hell, but there was no way I would be able to keep pulling out of that good ass pussy.

  * * *

  “JJ? What up my nigga?” I asked as I glanced at the time on my phone.

  Shit, it was after two am. Sen was asleep on the sofa with her feet in my lap. I’d been nodding off watching TV. That shit was the life. A beautiful woman, chilling, no worries. Then I thought about it. The no worries part was a stretch.

  “I need to come through for a minute,” he said.

  “Nah homey. It ain’t a good time.”

  “What the fuck nigga? Although y’en tell me, I know you ain’t wit’ Lena no mo’. Dame told me ‘bout that bitch and how yo’ crazy ass nutted up on her nigga. Mufuckas think you on some chill, laid back shit, but yo’ ass’ll kill a nigga if need be,” JJ spat like he was trying to suck up to me and shit.

  He was right though. Niggas underestimated me, but that was how I wanted it to be.

  “Why I gotta be wit’ Lena for it not to be a good time? It’s late nigga.” I shook my head.

  “I need some trees. I’m like two blocks from yo’ crib man. C’mon. Hook a nigga up.”

  “Hook you up? So once again yo’ broke ass tryna get a freebie?”

  “Why you tryna play a nigga? You know I’m gon’ get you back man.”

  I laughed. “Nigga, get me back? Fuck outta here. You ain’t never paid me back for shit. You my nigga, but dayum. I’m just sayin’ on some real nigga shit, you need to get it together man. For real.”

  “Get it together? What you sayin’?” He asked as if he was surprised.

  “Nigga, you shocked? C’mon J. You gotta know this shit’s gettin’ tired and shit. You gotta stop gettin’ over on your boys. How many times do I call you askin’ for shit? Do I be dippin’ in yo’ closet to impress a bitch?”

  “Oh, it’s like that? You think you better than a nigga and shit ‘cause you sell a lil’ weed. Nigga, if it won’t for yo’ grandma’s dough and your pop’s connections you wouldn’t be shit. You try to act all hard, but you soft as a fuckin’ cotton ball. I said that bullshit earlier just to gas yo’ head up nigga. Fuck you!”

  “Oh, so that’s how you feel nigga?”

  “Suck on deez nuts mufucka!”

  He hung up after saying that gay ass shit. All I could do was stare at the phone. Oh, hell nah. You could be cool with a nigga all your life before realizing that they’d been on some hating ass shit the whole time. So he had animosity because I was good and he was on some begging shit. Fuck nigga. He was on some bullshit, but it was alright. It just showed and proved that some niggas really did believe in keeping their enemies closer.

  * * *

  Sen had breakfast ready bright and early in the morning. Shawty had made waffles, turkey bacon, hash browns and scrambled eggs. I got full as hell before heading out early to handle my business.

  “Thank you for everything Keys, but we gotta handle Trell soon. He keeps callin’ makin’ threats and shit.”

  I grabbed her hand and squeezed. “Don’t worry. I’m meetin’ wit’ Dame today. At first I didn’t wanna involve him, but now I think havin’ the extra back up won’t hurt since he proved himself after…”

  She nodded. “Please don’t bring that back up.”

  I moved her hair away from the bruise on her forehead. “How’re you feelin’? Any weakness, dizziness…?”

  “After I got into it with your ex hoe I felt a little dizzy, but I’ve been good since then.” She continued to eat as I shook my head.

  “You’re something else yo’.” I couldn’t help but laugh.

  “I’m just saying, she seems…I don’t know, a little green.”

  “Green?”

  “Yeah, you know what green means.”

  “Green is a color.”

  She shook her head. “Yeah and it’s also a behavior. The bitch’s naïve as hell. She ain’t never been through a damn thing.”

  I nodded. “You might be right about that.”

  “I know that I’m right. She cried when I told her…about us.” She chewed her food and then continued. “She’s not over you and a woman scorned…well you know.”

  “That ain’t nothing for you to worry about. Thanks for breakfast ma, but I gotta go handle some business. Like I said, don’t answer the door for any fuckin’ body. Don’t be hard headed okay.”

  “I’m tired of bein’ cramped inside.” She pouted.

  “Well, bein’ cramped inside is best for you right now if you wanna stay alive.” My voice was stern and she didn’t talk back.

  “Just have something for me soon baby. I just wanna get this over with.” Her eyes were full of desperation.

  “Ok shawty, I got you.” We kissed again before I headed to the door.

  When I left I couldn’t help but worry about her. What if the people who were after her were already on to the fact that she was with me. If the price was right anybody could be found. I just hoped she’d follow my instructions and stay her ass inside. Until Trell and whoever was after her was eliminated she was in danger and she needed to act like it. In my eyes she didn’t seem to be taking the threats to her life seriously enough.

  * * *

  My pop’s phone kept going to the voicemail, but I had a key to the shed to get my shit myself. The thing was, I always felt better letting him know that I was on my way. True, he was my pops and the weed was mine as well, but it just felt like common courtesy. It was early, so I figured he was sleeping late.

  About thirty minutes later I was pulling up in his driveway, but I noticed that his car wasn’t there. Kelly’s champagne colored Chrysler 300 was parked though. It was blocking my way to the back, so I grabbed the empty duffel bag that I had in the back seat. I guess I was going to have to just carry that shit back to my whip.

  Before I could get out of the car Kelly was outside making her way toward me. Damn, I wasn’t really in the mood to deal with her. All I wanted to do was grab my shit and be out.

  “Keys! What’s up?” She asked with that radiant smile on her face.

  Why the hell did she have to be so damn attractive?

  “Sup Kelly? Where my pops at?” I asked reminding her that she was with my father.

  She was half naked as always and standing a little closer to me than she should’ve been.

  “I’on know. He had a doctor’s appointment earlier this mornin’ and now he ain’t been answerin’ his phone,” she said.

  “Well, I’m just gon’ get my shit and get up outta here. Tell him I came by and I tried to…”

  To my surprise she pushed me against the car and grabbed my dick.

  “You know I wanna fuck you right?” She licked her lips and then flashed a sexy look at me.

  “Uh…” I grabbed her hand and pushed it away. “You my pop’s girl yo’. What the fuck you think this is? I’on roll like that.”

  She sucked her teeth like she was offended. “Nigga, I see how you be lookin’ at me. You want this pussy. Stop frontin’ and shit.” Her hand was on my dick again and I had to admit that I’d love to fuck the shit out of Kelly.

  Instead I pushed her away again. The thing was, she was my pop’s chick and I was falling in
love with Sen. I wasn’t trying to fuck up with the two most important people in my life. The pussy was probably hella good, but it wasn’t worth losing my father and the woman that I loved.

  “You fine as fuck Kelly. I won’t deny that shit. To be real wit’ you, if you wasn’t wit’ my pops I’d fuck the shit outta you, straight up ma. If you really care ‘bout my old man though, you’ll chill the fuck out and gone on in the house. I’ll act like this shit never happened, ‘cause I know it would fuck him up. He really cares about you yo’.” Damn, I felt bad although I hadn’t done shit.

  There was a look of guilt on her face, but it faded quickly. “Yo’ pops know what this is. He’s a’ight and all, but since we bein’ honest he can’t fuck me right Keys. I mean, he can eat some pussy, but…’cause of the…you know…sometimes he just can’t perform like that.”

  “Too much information yo’.” I frowned my face up.

  My pops had pulled out of the drug game because of two bullets that had hit him in the back five years ago. He was leaving a club when some random niggas decided that they were going to rob him and steal his whip. Since then he’d never been the same. The doctors originally said that he would be paralyzed from the waist down, but he defied the odds.

  He could walk, but needed the aid of a cane sometimes. Often he would complain about numbness. I was aware of the fact that he sometimes took Viagra to stay hard. That really bothered him being that he had a thing for younger women. Even with the use of medication, he felt inadequate because he was too young to be suffering from Erectile Dysfunction. We both knew that it was due to what had happened to him, but obviously that hoe didn’t understand.

  I was pissed because my pops wanted to go right back to what had put him in the hospital fighting for his life back then, because of that ungrateful ass heifer standing in front of me.

  “I won’t tell him shit. We can keep it a secret. Damn.” Her eyes were on mine. “I know you can fuck Keys. I can tell. You bow-legged and the way you walk is so fuckin’ sexy.”

  “You gon’ really keep tryin’ ma? You that fuckin’ thirsty to be dicked down? Damn. I ain’t givin’ you no dick. You want that shit too bad. I fuck good and I’on need you gettin’ all obsessed wit’ me and shit. I couldn’t do that shit to my pops and I got a girl. Her pussy’s the best I ever had, so I’m straight on that yo’.”