Page 37 of Cove City, Volume II

I felt so bad for Best. I didn’t know that Pierre finding out about something that happened decades ago would make him so upset. I knew there was much I didn’t know about him and Best, but they seemed to have a great relationship, and I wanted them to keep it. I stepped into the bathroom with Pierre.

He sat on the toilet top with his head in his hands. I made sure to lock the door before stepping toward him.

“You want to talk about it, baby?.

“I asked, standing in front of him.

Pierre wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer.

“I’m so fucking mad,.

“he muttered between my legs.

I stroked his head.

“I know, baby, but why are you blaming her for falling in love? You don’t choose who you fall in love with. We are examples of that.”

He gripped my ass tightly.

“You don’t understand. You just don’t.”

“Then make me.”

Pierre’s head slowly raised to meet my eyes. All of the anger he had rested on his face. He was broken and I knew this was much bigger than Best.

“I’ve dealt with ridicule, patronizing, and been belittled all because of her. The nigga has been this way for years and I could never understand why. Naheem made me feel like I wasn’t good enough to be around Bishop. Like my life meant nothing. I tried time and time again to prove to him that I was worthy and nothing ever worked.”

I stroked his face.

“What does that have to do with your mother?”

“The nigga wanted her or been fucking her shit, I don’t know, but if she’s saying they fucked around in the past, it means he couldn’t have her, so he treated me fucked up because of it. Tuesday, I’ve done things, things I’m not proud of and that nigga will pay.”

Pierre was broken. He still had that part of him that wanted to fit in, and it was eating him alive. I wish he knew how much of a gem he was without all the extra stuff. Pierre was worthy of things; he just needed to see it himself. I leaned forward and kissed his lips.

“She has letters, Pierre. Letters I think you should read. They’re about her and Naheem. Don’t be mad at me, just try to understand, please.”

He looked confused.

“Wait, you knew?”

“Yes.”

“Where are the fucking letters?”

I shook my head no.

“I will give them to you if you promise me something.”

“Tuesday, I don’t have time for the games.”

“I’m not playing any games. What’s done is done. You can’t change any of it and not speaking to your mother, who’s been out there advocating for you, and fixing your fuck ups isn’t the answer. If I give them to you, it’s for you to understand, not judge.”

I could see him thinking. He knew he had promised me that we would work out our issues, and if he decided otherwise, Pierre and I were over, because this situation would reveal whether he was the type to go back on his word. He gave me a slow nod. “Ok.”

A smile crept onto my face.

“Now kiss me,.

“I mumbled.

He began tugging at my pants.

“We can’t.”

“We can just be quiet. If you want me to do what you want me to, then this is what I want.”

I laughed.

“Pussy for silence and forgiveness is diabolical.”

“And I’m a diabolical nigga now, bend over.”

I came out of my pants and did as he asked. He stepped behind me and then leaned forward.

“No moaning,.

“he whispered.

I felt his dick slide up and down my ass before he entered me. He took a handful of my hair, pulling it back as he punished my pussy something crazy. If Best didn’t hear the moaning, she sure heard the ass clapping. I bit my lip as Pierre served me some of the best impromptu dick I ever had.

He swiveled, rolled, and pumped over and over. My eyes closed tightly as I tried suppressing the sweet moan that was at the tip of my tongue. Pierre pulled out, slid his dick up and down again, and put it back in, and I lost it.

“Oh my God!” I moaned.

At this point, he didn’t care.

“That’s right, baby, call on him. Tell my nigga how much you love me,.

“he said as his tongue swirled in my ear. He reached down and played with my pussy then stuck his fingers into his mouth. “Ooo,.

“I moaned again.

“All mine, mamas. I’m a nasty nigga and I want it all. I love you.”

He reached down again and gave my pussy a few more circles before I came. As we cleaned ourselves up, I turned to him.

“Try, please. I love you, too,.

“I told him.

When I opened the door and came out of the bathroom, my mother was sitting there with a look of surprise on her face.

“What?” I asked.

She rolled her eyes and wheeled away. All I could do was laugh. I took one more glance at Pierre, hoping that he would give his mother a second chance. Before he walked off, he leaned down and whispered in my ear.

“Quinton is dead..

“He kissed my cheek.

I didn’t know how to feel, but I knew a part of me felt free.

SASHA

I had stopped at Pierre’s shop today to talk to him. I wanted to tell him about Quinton. I knew it was time to release that demon so that I could move on, and he needed to know the truth. However, when I arrived, they said he hadn’t come in today. I thought that was odd because he always came into the shop.

When I left, I had planned to go to his house, but instead, I decided to visit his mother. Pierre and Best had a relationship that I’d always envied. As I rode my bike through the streets, I thought about all the things I needed to let go of. I knew this was my only option to move forward and begin the healing process. Before stopping at Best’s, I took a detour. When I came upon the block, it began to bring back memories of things I had suppressed all those years ago.

I pulled up in front of the house and got off my bike. When I removed my helmet, it took me a minute to move as I stared at the house, that had never been a loving home and turned into a dope house. My feet slowly moved toward the house until I had gotten to the front door. I froze. I immediately became that scared little girl who had run from every man that stepped over this threshold.

“You got this, Sasha..

“I coached myself.

I pushed open the dilapidated door to a disaster. Everything about this place reeked of an addict. I moved through the house, glancing at everyone who was either standing in a corner or nodding to the ones who were slumped over on the floor. I passed by some who were in the middle of watching me as I watched them.

Each one of them stood in line to take a trip to the moon. My eyes scanned the room until I spotted Birdie. Quinton’s momma was lying down, asleep, or so I thought, until I had gotten closer, and squatted down. She had finally succumbed to the thing that made her happy. I had somewhat felt bad for Quinton because just like I needed my mother, he needed his. I tried backing up, but I tripped on something and fell backward. “Shit!”

I tried getting up when one of the feens fell face forward. When I realized who it was, I freaked the fuck out. I became angry. I was angry that it was her, angry that she had chosen this life and even more angry that she was dead and I couldn’t tell her how she made me feel.

Her glassy eyes, pale skin, and blue lips stared back at me. It was like she was stuck, stuck on the moon with no regrets. I pushed her body back as I shuffled my feet to stand. I didn’t want to cry, but I did. “Ahhhh!.

“I screamed so loud, then ran out of there.

As soon as I came outside, I took in air and balled. She was so fucking selfish that she found an easy way out rather than facing the truth that she destroyed me.

***

I pulled up to Best’s after crying my eyes out the entire ride. When I saw Pierre’s car, I was somewhat relieved because it meant I didn’t have to ride through the Cove to find him. My day had already been ruined by seeing my mother the way I did, and now I was ready to wrap all this shit up.

After I got off my bike, I walked up to the door. I gave it two light taps and waited. When the door opened, I was shocked. “Sasha?.

“Tuesday called out.

Tuesday and Best were cool? It was crazy how one minute I was happy with Zeus, and Pierre was miserable, and now it was the other way around. Pierre came up behind Tuesday and kissed the top of her head.

“Hey, can I talk to you for a second?.

“I asked, looking at Pierre.

“Yeah,.

“he said as he moved around Tuesday and stepped outside.

I glanced back at the door, and she was gone.

“I don’t want her to be mad, but I have something to tell you.”

“She’s good.”

I nodded slowly before I closed my eyes and blurted out.

“Quinton raped me.”

It felt good to release that. To say it out loud to the ears that needed to hear it. “He—”

Pierre turned to me fully.

“I know. That nigga’s dead, Sash. He’s dead.”

To know Pierre handled it made me feel free. I placed my hand on my head and turned. I kept my composure, but inside I was happy. I felt like my sleeping angel was happy too. Quinton deserved death in my eyes, and to know Pierre handled him, that he conquered the demon who was riding his back as well, was a relief. I gave Pierre my attention.

“Thank you,.

“I mumbled.

“No, thank you. Thank you for everything, for being strong, for standing on what you believe, and for opening my eyes to be a better man.”

I reached out and hugged him.

“I’m really happy for you,.

“I said one last time before I released him.

Pierre stood in the driveway until I was on my bike and back down the street. Now it was time to face one more person, where this would lead, I didn’t know.

A nigga was walking around in basketball shorts and no shirt, hot as shit, because Chevy and Zaria had us in the backyard. The heat was beating on my ass like a slave. The loud music played while Diamond was on the grill and Foe, Preach, Harvey, and Dio were playing Dominoes.

“Nah nigga give me my fucking points!.

“Dio shouted.

Preach chimed in.

“You need Jesus.”

Foe puffed on his blunt before handing it to Dio.

“Both you niggas trash!.

“As he slammed his domino down on the table.

“Give me my muhfuckin points nigga!”

I passed by them carrying a tray that Yana had given me to take to Diamond. “Here,.

“I grumbled.

“It’s hot as fuck out this bitch.”

He sipped on his drink as he bounced side to side to the beat of the music.

“Damn, I thought gorillas were used to the heat.”

“Keep talking, Diamond DeBarge.”

“Funny!”

“Like yo corny ass. Take this fucking tray.”

Diamond peeled back the foil as his face scrunched up in a frown.

“Fuck is that?”

I glanced in the tray.

“Probably tofu.”

Diamond rolled his eyes.

“Nigga eating Styrofoam but talking about us.”

I couldn’t help but laugh. I set the tray down and made my way back into Chev’s house. As soon as I stepped inside the cool AC, it blessed a nigga’s skin. My eyes bounced around looking for Chevy. I walked over to the kitchen.

“Where yo daddy at?.

“I asked Samara.

I could see Yana peeking over her shoulder, smiling. We had all accepted Samara as one of ours, so she knew what time it was. She pointed upstairs. Not thinking anything of it, I jogged up the steps. As soon as I reached the top, I turned around. The sound of Zaria and Chevy fucking was something I didn’t want to keep stored in my memory.

When I came down the steps, Samara’s giggles erupted. There was a knock on the door. I assumed it was the new niggas, so I opened it. She held a bag in her hand as she stared at me, “Zeus,.

“she mumbled.

“Sasha,.

“I replied.

She smiled brightly, as if everything was fine. Was her heart not aching like mine? She stepped past me, going further into the house. I had gone to close the door, but was stopped by a foot. My head spun to see Navi standing there.

“Are you going to let me in or stand there?”

“Don’t be mad at me because you mad at your God-fearing nigga.”

She snarled at me, but I didn’t care. Shit, I had my own issues. I had a woman walking around this muhfucka with itty bitty ass shorts on showing her ass, then dared to act like she didn’t know me. I didn’t give a fuck about anything else right now. As I closed the door behind her, Chevy and Z were coming down the steps. Just as I was, Chevy was also in basketball shorts and no shirt. My reason was because it was hot; his reason, well, he probably sweated out of his shit.

“Damn, the nigga came up for air.”

Chevy smiled.

“A nigga likes to be smothered. I wasn’t complaining.”

He helped Zaria off the last step. She walked off into the kitchen, leaving us both standing there.

“Everyone here?”

“Yup, except the new niggas,.

“I told him.

“Good, we’re going to need some time. I told them to be here at five.”

I glanced at my watch. The fuck.

“Nigga it’s only three.”

“I know Zu, I know.”

When he said that, it made me wonder what he was up to. I knew Chevy, and the shit wasn’t sitting right in my spirit.