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Chapter Fourteen

KOSHA

“ N o, Onyx. He’s in jail because of me!” I shouted into the phone.

I was sitting outside the jail house and unsure of what to do.

When I made the decision to abort our baby, that was me cutting ties and moving on.

My choice was to save my peace and sanity.

He had other women…

so I thought, and I didn’t want to deal with that.

Now, I was crying in my car with indecisive thoughts.

“God forbid I lay down and get some damn sleep. What the hell happened? Everybody calling with their version of the story, I need to hear it from you.”

“Okay, so I went to get an abortion and cut ties with the nigga. What I saw at his party was good enough for me. I didn’t care for the drama he brought. When I get there, I see one of his homeboys. He told him he was gon’ tell on me like I was some damn child or something. I told him I didn’t give a fuck and fuck Chrome.”

“’Cause yeah,” Onyx chimed.

“Facts. So, the nigga really called his ass and told on me. I’m sitting there waiting to be seen and in strolled this nigga on ten. Bestie, I feared for my muthafuckin’ life when that nigga placed his gun on my knee. I just knew I was a goner.”

Onyx laughed causing me to roll my eyes.

She always loved that toxic shit.

The niggas that walked the straight and narrow were too boring for her.

She wanted somebody to match her crazy.

“I don’t even know why you went down to them people establishment playing. Let’s be real, you wasn’t gon’ get rid of that nigga baby. You love him too much. I know you ain’t admitted it to yourself yet, but everybody can see it and vice versa.”

I was in love with Chrasmere and I knew what all came with dealing with a man younger than me…

at least I thought I knew.

Not once did that nigga show me he wasn’t all about me.

I still didn’t know what was said to the broad at the party, but maybe it wasn’t what I thought it was.

He had me so fucked up that I was behaving like I did in my early twenties.

Wasn’t shit grown about Kosha Jordan these past few weeks.

“What am I supposed to do, Onyx?”

“Zinc said just wait for him to be released. His aunt Gina is handling it. Friend, you been real dumb since we moved here. What happened to the boss ass bitch that didn’t let a nigga get her off her square?” she asked.

“I can’t even answer that, bestie. That nigga been turning me every way but loose. Can you check on Mel for me? I don’t want to leave and miss him.”

“Yeah. Do me a favor though.”

“What is it?”

“Figure out what your future consists of because at our big age, jumping in and out of relationships ain’t cute. I’ll call you later.”

We hung up and I tossed my phone in my cup holder.

The life I wanted was full of peace.

No matter where it came from, I just wanted peace.

Melanie was starting a journey of her own soon and I hadn’t focused on that once.

I’d been so consumed with Chrome that I hadn’t paid attention to my baby.

She wasn’t nasty with me anymore and she was trying to smooth things over between us.

I appreciated the effort she was putting in.

Although she thought I needed to leave Chrome alone, she hadn’t given me grief about him either lately.

She actually confessed she was happy to have a younger sibling as long as I was happy.

I wasn’t sure what the hell I was and that was the God honest truth.

All of the problems came into play when Houston brought his stupid ass up here.

I truly didn’t understand what his purpose was when he’d already missed out on Melanie’s special day.

However, I had something for his ass.

Reaching for my phone, I called up my brothers.

They’d been waiting to lay hands on him.

Davis was the hot head out of him and Alex.

He was gon’ drop everything if it involved me.

“I’m working, sis. Can I call you back?” he answered.

“Uh, yeah. Sure.”

“What’s wrong? Why you sound like that?” Davis was also the most attentive.

Without warning, my emotions spiraled out of control.

This baby really had me unstable as fuck.

I cried and he immediately went to firing off more questions.

“What the hell going on, KoKo? I need to come to the Lake?”

“No, no. I’m fine.”

“Don’t insult my intelligence, sis. You crying for a reason.”

“I’m crying ‘cause this dumbass pregnancy got me all out of whack. I’m really fine,” I tried lying but couldn’t even finish the sentence before more tears fell.

“The fuck yo’ old ass doing getting pregnant? Is it Houston’s?” I was sure that was coming again from Alex as well whenever he found out.

“I met a guy and we just been involved. You know, just having fun.”

“Too much fun if you ask me. What’s the nigga name?”

“Chrome.”

“I know you ain’t bring yo’ ass up here and get pregnant by no lil’ ass boy. KoKo, he like twenty.”

I wasn’t expecting Davis to know him but then again, my brother’s worked for some big shots they called the Hoffman brothers at one point of time.

When they walked away from the game ten years ago, they had millions under their belt.

I was sure they knew everybody that was somebody and had more strings that were pulled for them.

“He’s twenty-five and yeah, I did. Davis, I like him. He makes me happy when he’s not acting crazy, and he’s a hell of a better man than Houston. Chrome doesn’t put his hands on me or try his best to humiliate me,” I ranted.

“Houston put his hands on you?” he questioned.

That was the only thing that stuck.

“Yeah. Maybe like a few weeks ago. He came up here starting shit and choked me out in front of Mel.”

Davis offered a light chuckle before saying, “Don’t even sweat it sis, it’s already handled. Why you just now saying something though?”

“It’s been a lot going on, Davis. Chrome’s in jail as we speak because he shot up the abortion clinic.” My head fell back to the headrest and all I could do was sigh heavily.

Eastlake had given me a run for my money, and I’d only been a resident for a few months.

“I’ll get one of the Cambridge twins to take care of that. Gina still the chief of police?”

“Yeah, she is. I’m overwhelmed, Davis. What am I supposed to do to fix this?” I felt so guilty for the shit Chrasmere was going through.

“You doing it. Where you at now?” he inquired as I heard a lot of shuffling on his end.

“The police department sitting in the car. I don’t know what to do but wait and see if he gets released.”

“Give him like thirty minutes. He’ll be out. I got to make some calls. I’ll shoot you a text when it’s done.”

“Thank you.”

“I got you… always. I’m gon’ hit you.” The call was disconnected, and I was back in thought.

Houston was as good as beat the fuck up.

I knew that simply because my brothers didn’t play about me.

It was also overdue.

They never wanted me with him in the first place.

They always said he was a slimeball and if I married him, I was a fool.

Houston damn sure made me one over the years.

I was happy to see that Chrome wanted this child.

This spontaneous ass relationship was an inconvenience for us both.

He had a biker gang to run, and I had a life to iron out.

Fresh from a divorce and already pregnant.

This wasn’t in the plans, not even a little bit.

Chrome and all that came with him was nowhere on my mood board.

However, he’d become a permanent fixture.

I couldn’t get rid of him if I tried.

Time toyed with my emotions as I sat and waited for him.

It was like for every second that passed, my thoughts ran wild.

I couldn’t figure out exactly how Chrasmere and I even ended up in such a toxic situation.

We were fine and now…

now that man probably wanted to beat my ass for real.

Davis came through and texted with a confirmation on having him released.

My nerves had jumped ever since.

I was anxious to see him as if he’d been behind bars for years.

I didn’t want to ever go through this again.

The love I had for him put me in a bubble that didn’t allow me to breathe properly without him.

I was nervous and grateful at the same time.

I needed this wake up call.

When he walked out those doors, he had a woman by his side.

I assumed she was the infamous Aunt Gina.

I climbed out my car and cautiously closed the distance.

I put him here and the embarrassment from it was etched all over my face.

He looked at me and I cowered under his gaze.

I dropped my head and played with my fingers.

I didn’t expect him to wrap his arms around me and bring me into his embrace.

Being so close felt surreal for a moment.

Chrome was still gentle and affectionate toward me.

“What we doing, Fade?” he asked in my ear.

It felt good to hear his voice.

I didn’t know why, it just did.

“Us,” I whispered.

“Don’t ever play with me like that again. I won’t hesitate to chop yo’ ass up the same way you did my fuckin’ kid.” I didn’t even mind the threat.

He had every right to be upset.

The hug came to an end bringing forth a bittersweet moment.

“You must be the woman that has my nephew crashing out so bad. I’m Gina,” she said extending her hand in my direction.

“Kosha, but you can call me KoKo… and yeah. I guess I am,” I replied.

“Auntie, meet my wife, Fade, this the woman that’ll make sure a nigga skate on them charges every time.”

“I just know you don’t belong here, and I won’t stand to see you behind bars. This, however, wasn’t me. A few strings were pulled from Graceland Heights. You must have friends in high places because no expense was spared,” she said with a smirk on her face.

“I have a few,” I answered with confidence.

Davis held his word and came through.

I had family in high places, and they’d make it happen for me every time.

“Take him and go. He’s a free man,” she said, giving us both a hug before she went back inside.

I grabbed him by the hand and led him to my truck.

I opened the passenger door for him and jogged around to the driver’s side.

Once we were in, I immediately apologized.

I was dead ass wrong for jumping the gun like that but also putting him in a position that could’ve snatched away his freedom.

What the hell would I had done if they really put him behind bars?

“I’m sorry. I made a decision, and it was a selfish one. I won’t ever exclude you like that again.”

“Drop me off at the crib, Fade. I’m cool on you right now. A nigga got some shit to think about.”

I was taking him home, just not to the house in Myers Park.

He’d yet to make his official appearance in my home and today was the day.

I wanted to be near him and dropping him off would ruin that for me.

From being so fuckin’ distraught in the clinic to the station, I just wanted to lay in his arms and get the reassurance I’d been needing.

The car was started, and I pulled out the lot heading in the direction of Dean Creek.

He could stay and cuddle me for a little.

It was what I craved.

After all, I was pregnant for him and the one thing that could settle me was him.

I wasn’t letting him go tonight.

He said nothing as he allowed me to drive all the way home.

He may have offered a light chuckle when he put two and two together but that was the most that came from him the entire ride.

It was quiet and quite nerve wrecking.

I didn’t know where his head was or if he’d simply leave me in an Uber.

I was taking a risk and hoping it ended up good for me.

Pulling into my driveway, I parked in the garage and stepped out.

I walked inside leaving the door open as an invitation.

His visit here took too long.

I was always going to him but now he was in my comfort zone.

I could give him more of me naturally.

I made my way upstairs and checked on Mel.

She had her curtains pulled blocking out the sun and her head was underneath the covers.

She was napping and I was happy I didn’t have to answer to her just yet.

I closed her door and headed back downstairs.

Chrome stood in the kitchen with a bottle of tequila to his lips.

“Why the fuck am I here, Fade?”

The nervousness was being overpowered by comfortability.

I felt like I could confidently tell him what I needed now that he was on my turf.

I felt like if I made my demands here, he would honor them without question.

“I need you here, Chrasmere.”

“ Tuh! You don’t even want a nigga so needing me is crazy.” The bottle was to his lips once more as he stared me down.

He had this aura that could make any woman fold.

Just admiring him drove me crazy and now it was on me to convince him how much he was needed.

Sauntering over to him, I grabbed onto the sides of his shirt and pressed my body into his.

We locked eyes and I put my feelings on the table.

“I need you to make love to me because my soul misses you. I need you to hold me so my body can rest. I need you to love me so my heart can heal. I need you to replace my fear with contentment so I can be happy again. I need you here, Chrasmere.”

By the time I was done, tears had fallen.

I was a big girl and could handle myself accordingly, but this nigga made me vulnerable and exposed every time he was around.

I couldn’t think properly or stand on any decisions I’d made.

It was Chrasmere who had me so fucked up that I couldn’t function without him.

This was the results of letting him in my life.

This was the result of falling in love with a young ass nigga.

He placed the bottle on the counter and stared at me with a blank expression.

I couldn’t tell if he believed anything I said or if he was searching for a lie.

His hands cuffed my face and his thumbs swiped away my tears.

Still so gentle and caring.

He deserved better than what I was giving him.

“You’re supposed to be the mature one in this shit, yet all I got from you is a big ass emotional baby. But a nigga love you though.”

With his lips resting on mine, we shared a kiss so soft I barely felt it.

They got firmer and more passionate the longer we stayed connected.

I missed him and all the catering he did to my love language.

I was big on physical touch, and he touched me in ways no other man could.

I was his and he handled me like I was.

His hands roamed my body but settled on his favorite part of me.

My ass was gripped repeatedly shooting a signal to my pussy instantly.

I was purring and ready to accept this man right here right now.

All he had to do was ask me to cum for him and I could honor his request within seconds.

“Where Mel?” he inquired not loosening his grip in the slightest.

“Upstairs, sleeping.”

“Good, take this shit off and let a nigga do something to that pussy,” he commanded.

Like the horny bitch I was, I stripped down to my birthday suit with him following behind me.

I was picked up and sat on the island.

Chrasmere had a tongue much like his dick.

You could ride that shit all damn day long and still beg for more.

It was a feeling you would die for.

I was pushed back gently as my legs were draped over his shoulders.

My body was so anxious to feel him, I could feel my juices seeping out my box and he had yet to acknowledge her.

He made it so easy to drip for him.

“She must know Daddy here to eat her pretty ass off the bone,” he uttered eyeing my pussy like a full course meal.

“What you need me to do baby?”

“Kiss it better,” I whispered as he blew on my clit.

My eyes shut as soon as his warm tongue glossed my folds.

The feeling of him never disappointed.

His flesh was in mine, and I loved every fuckin’ second of it.

My back was arched with a handful of his locs as he munched on phat ma.

I could feel my body coming to a place of peace whenever his lips wrapped around my pearl.

His low moans helped carry me along the way.

I loved to hear how satisfying I was to his appetite.

“Sweet ass pussy,” he groaned sopping me up like a fuckin’ honey biscuit.

I couldn’t stop subtly cummin’.

It was like he turned my faucet on and all the cream a bitch had built up in me was seeping out at a slow leak.

Losing him meant I lost this.

The privilege to ride this nigga tongue so freely.

Two fingers were inserted in my canal and immediately began to massage my walls.

“ Oouuu ,” I cried out.

He was taking his time and that created a high I couldn’t explain.

My g-spot was assaulted but in the politest way.

He was treating my body like a fragile antique, but I wouldn’t be mad if he broke me down because he knew exactly how to put me back together again.

His hand eased up my stomach and cuffed my breast.

It would always be the way my body exuded a euphoric redolence while submitting to Chrasmere for me.

“Babyyyy, fuck me please,” I begged.

All I wanted was to cum on his dick again and again.

The head was amazing, but I was yearning for us to become one.

“I’m not done eating, Mama,” he spoke lowly against my folds.

“Climb in this pussy and fuck me Chrasmere.”

“Yes ma’am.”

He rose from between my legs with my juices dripping from his beard.

I smiled and gestured for him to kiss me.

I enjoyed myself on more than one occasion and I enjoyed me even more when I was on his tongue.

Our lips collided and our tongues tangoed.

The more affection I received from him the more I realized he was really in love with me.

Climbing on the countertop, he hovered over my canvas bringing me the contentment I asked for.

With my legs wrapping around his body, I made sure he couldn’t move.

He was exactly where I needed him to be.

That thick mushroom head that I loved to sit on was at my opening and smearing my cream around.

I was sure my pussy had the appearance of a glazed donut.

Inch by inch he entered my body filling me up in strokes that pulled me in.

I hissed at how good he felt.

“ Hmmm ,” he growled when our flesh meshed as one.

This was the thing I craved the most.

An attachment that made my soul smile.

“Fuuuuck. Chrasmere,” I softly moaned.

“I know, Mama.”

It was something about this pregnancy and how much my emotions had elevated.

I was getting dick that caused me to drop a tear.

He was working me slowly but also punishing me for the bullshit I caused.

So fuckin’ rough but gentle at the same damn time.

I didn’t know what to do other than allow him to have his way.

His soft kisses trailed the side of my face as he whispered his sweet nothings in my ear.

“I like being inside you Fade. I like the way yo’ pussy feels wrapped around my dick. I like how wet you get for me, and I love the way you whisper my name when I’m hitting it just right. You must love a nigga.”

“I do. I love you, baby,” I moaned as he sucked on my neck.

He growled with his face still in the crook of my neck.

My words were pleasing to his ears.

He snaked his right arm around my waist and held me while he stroked me repeatedly causing my body to submit another orgasm to him.

When it came to Chrasmere, all it took was for him to enter me and I was cummin’ like a river.

“You’re having my baby, baby,” he said.

I could feel him smiling against my flesh.

“I’m having your baby, baby,” I confirmed with a smile of my own.

“I’m not gon’ ever stop nuttin’ in this good ass pussy.” He needed me to know that before he filled me up with more of his warm fluids.

Having him trust and love me like this hit different.

I didn’t care what nobody said.

My favorite part about this man was the way he proudly loved me.

I wasn’t an embarrassment to him or a second choice.

He stepped and them steps were big behind me.

Anybody that listened was told about me.

That made me feel like I had a real one by my side for once.

“I could live in this muthafucka,” he said still slow stroking.

“You can have more of me later. We need to get dressed before Mel comes down.”

“Oh shit. I forgot she was here.” He detached himself and hopped down.

For some reason, my sensitive ass felt the need to cry.

The feel of him was so goddamn relaxing I would allow him to live inside me for real.

I was pulled up by my arms and picked up off the counter.

He made sure I rubbed up against his dick as he eased me to the floor.

I had no problem letting this man fuck me down to the floor all night.

However, that couldn’t happen until Mel was gone for the night.

Harli asked for her to sleep over and I was okay with it.

They both ended up getting jobs at the mall together.

As soon as we were dressed, my phone rang.

I saw that it was Mel and answered.

“Yes baby?”

“Mama, are you still at the clinic? I’m hungry.”

“I’m home, baby. Come get my card and order something.”

“Okay.”

Hanging up, I sprayed the countertops with Clorox and wiped them down.

We had no business doing what we just did in my damn kitchen.

Even I knew how unsanitary it was, but I couldn’t resist Chrome.

Whatever that nigga asked for, I was giving.

Any woman in their right mind would.

Chrome hugged me from behind and said, “I’m in love with yo’ pretty ass, Fade. Thank you for giving me a chance.”

“It’s so much I need to thank you for but now isn’t the time. First door on the left. I’ll be up in a minute.” Kissing me on my cheek, a wave of happiness washed over me.

He walked off crossing paths with Mel along the way.

“Hey Chrome,” she spoke briefly.

“Wassup Mel,” he returned.

Finally, they could be cordial without anyone feeling the need to do too much.

She walked over to me and gave me a side hug.

I couldn’t tell you the last time Melanie hugged me and meant it.

I dug in my purse and hand over my card.

I also handed her, hers.

She was changing and deserved it back.

My daughter was my first love, and I never wanted to be her enemy.

Realizing how hard I fought for her happiness, she’d given me the little girl I had before the divorce.

“What’s wrong, baby? You okay?”

“I’m good. Chrome’s here so that means…”

“No abortion,” I answered.

Her smile stretched from ear to ear.

It was an unexpected reaction.

I fully expected her to just be mellow about it.

However, seeing her show joy caused me to smile as well.

“I’m glad you didn’t get it. I’m leaving and you would’ve been by yourself. The baby can keep you company.”

“I doubt the baby will keep me company. If anything, I’ll be stressed the hell out. Are you cool with Chrome being here?”

Nodding, she said, “Yeah. My lil’ crush has passed. I hope he makes you happy, Mama. You deserve it. Did y’all want something? I’m ordering Chinese.”

“Yeah. I’ll text you the order. Thank you, Mel.”

All she offered was a small smile as she walked off and headed back upstairs.

I always knew she would realize how deep my love ran for her.

It was like she was blinded as long as Houston was in the picture.

Now that it was just us, she didn’t question me or give me grief.

She went with the flow and made sure she was with me most of the day now.

I’d become her mother again in her eyes.

It took her long enough.