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  “A Christian couple? Baby, you don’t even go to church or let alone read your bible.” She laughed.

  “Yea, well I’m gone get to that. I’m gone drop you off at home, and I’m gone go to my momma crib. I’m gone call you when I get there and we gone cake on the phone all night until we fall asleep. Then we gone wake up and do this same shit over again until we know any and everything about each other,” I told her.

  I was serious about this dating shit. I real deal wanted us to be good this time around. I have something planned to seal the deal, but this dating shit was gone have to do until then. I wanted to show Cali that I was willing and ready to love her the way she deserved to be loved.

  “I don’t know how you expect me to keep my panties on if you keep being all sweet like this.” She smiled now moving her leg from off of mine. “But I do want to tell you something.”

  “What’s on ya’ mind?”

  “I think I know what I want to do after I graduate.”

  “Oh, yea? And what’s that?” I asked, stuffing my face with lobster.

  “I want to start my own dance studio. To be honest, I don’t even need a degree to do that, but I rather have it up under my belt. I just want to give back to girls like me who use dance to express themselves. I wasn’t very verbal growing up. In my daddy’s household, if you had an issue you dealt with it in silence. So, when I would be emotional, I would go down to the basement, turn the music up loud and just dance. Dance in all different ways to all different genres of music. It was my way of getting out all my anger or happiness. I was expressing myself,” she told me with such passion in her voice.

  I didn’t say anything back to her. I just admired her like a nigga did all the time. She started talking again, and I watched her cute lips move. It sounds creepy, but I enjoyed just watching her. She was everything in my eyes and looking back over the last few years; I couldn’t believe how I was willing to give it all up.

  “So, yea. That’s what I’m thinking about doing. I also think about Jamaica a lot.”

  “As far as visiting?” I quizzed for clarification.

  “Well…not necessarily. I think about moving back there.” I nearly choked on my damn shrimp.

  “You like it out there that much? It ain’t even all that lil’ momma.”

  “It really is. You just haven’t gone to all the good parts yet. You think we can go for my birthday? Sean promised he would make that happen for me when we were close,” she mumbled that last part to be petty.

  “That shit ain’t funny, Cali,” I said with a straight face, and she laughed. “Just for that, I’m not taking you nowhere. You gone have a homemade birthday with stale cupcakes and dollar store balloons.”

  Cali burst out into a fit of laughter, holding her chest. Just seeing her laugh so hard made me laugh. She literally laughed at all my jokes even when I was dead ass serious.

  We finish talking about random shit and then we finished our food. We got food to go and then headed back to the house. She was trying her hardest to get the dick in the car, but I was serious when I said she wasn’t getting none. This was a legit date.

  “Compton, you don’t have to be respectful tonight. To be honest, I rather you be disrespectful. Bring the old, Compton back. Just for tonight. Pleeeease,” she begged when we got to the door. She got all close to me and ran her hand down my jeans, massaging my dick in my pants. “See, look. He wants me, she flirted.

  “Yea, well he ain’t making the rules tonight. I am. Now give me a kiss and take that hot ass inside. I’m gone call you when I get to my momma crib, and we can talk.” She leaned up on her toes and pecked my lips a few times before biting my bottom lip and sucking it into her mouth.

  “If you give me what I want, I’ll let you put it anywhere,” she whispered in my ear, and my eyebrows rose.

  “Anywhere? Like-,”

  “Mmmmhm. You can have this ass if you come in.” She was making this shit real hard, but I had to stay strong. I couldn’t go out like this. I had to stay true to my word.

  “Maaaan, Cali gone,” I said, pushing her away playfully. “Got me harder than a teenage virgin out here. I’m not giving you no dick so go inside and wait for my call. And you bet not touch my pussy neither,” I warned her, and she rolled her eyes.

  “Uggggh! Fine, Compton. Bye,” she dismissed me about to walk in the house, but I caught her by the arm and pulled her back to me. I grabbed hold of the back of her neck and passionately kissed her until I could feel her damn knees buckle.

  “Thank you for tonight, Compton, it really does mean a lot even though you won’t give me none.” She pouted.

  “Baby go inside. Goodnight.” I pecked her lips again, and when she turned around, I slapped that fat ass. I waited for her to go inside and then, I walked back to the car. I pulled off, and when I got to my momma’s crib, I checked in on Mona and Amber. They were knocked out in the bed. I kissed them goodnight and then I went to go lay down on the couch. I called Cali as soon as I got home and like I said we were going to do, we talked. All night long.

  CHAPTER 15

  CALI: LET THE PAST BE THE PAST

  For the past week, Compton has been taking me out on dates. He hasn’t been buying me expensive gifts or surprising me with out of the country trips. He hasn’t been overbearing or sweating me about forgiving him because it was already done. What he has been doing is listening to me and paying me a lot of attention. He’s been pampering me and treating me like a woman. A woman who happens to be his wife and the mother of his child. A woman who he claims to be so in love with and that right there made me happy.

  The only thing I wasn’t happy about was the sex. Compton insists on we do things right and not have sex after our dates. So, it’s been a week since he gave me some dick. A week. I could barely go a day, and he got me going a whole week. That was one thing that wasn’t going to work for me.

  “Compton?” I whispered against his chest, but he didn’t answer. We were still in the bed sleep on a Monday. “Compton, I called his name again but still, no response. I took advantage of this moment. Pulling the covers back, I nearly slobbered on myself just looking at his fully erect penis. Compton was always hard in the morning time, and I loved it.

  Scooting down to his waist, I took his rock-hard penis in my hands. I began to stroke it up and down like I saw on the porn videos. I never gave head before, but Compton’s dick looks so good. I wanted to know what it was like and how it tastes. A massaged it for a minute, and then, I felt him squirm. I knew he was waking up.

  “Good morning, baby,” I said right before I placed him inside of my mouth. His eyes shot open, and he glanced down at me with both confusion and lust in his eyes.

  “Damn, Cali. What you doing down there?” he groaned, tucking his bottom lip in between his teeth.

  “What does it look like? I’m pleasing you,” I answered as I seductively licked the tip like a lollipop and then sucked on it. He tasted so good inside my mouth. In my mind, I thought he would be bitter, but his pre-cum was kind of sweet. I kept one hand at the base of his penis, and then the other rested on his thigh. I believe he was enjoying it by the sexy grunts he was making.

  “Fuck. Who taught you how to do this?” he groaned, placing his hand on my head. He pushed down lightly causing me to gag. I tried to lift my head, but he wouldn’t let me up. “Take all that shit. You went down there like a big girl so take it like a big girl. Open that throat up for me,” he demanded.

  “Agggggh,” I gagged as he shoved my head down. For some reason, I liked it. He being so forceful and telling me what to do had my pussy dripping wet. Every time the tip of his dick hit the back of my throat my clit twitched. I rearranged my body to where I was in between his legs with my butt tooted in the air. Reaching in between my legs from underneath me, I massaged my pearl. Soft moans escaped my mouth as I pleased myself while sucking Compton’s dick.

  “Mmmhm. Gone play with my pussy-Fuuuck!” he yelled out. He had one hand on my head and the other
behind his head. We stared at each other intensely the entire time. I never thought that giving head would be so exciting to me, but it was. It was almost more enjoyable than sex.

  “Fuck, baby. Fucck-shit I’m ‘bout to bust,” Compton announced, pumping my face from underneath. I moved my hands faster around my clit, and in minutes we were cumming together. His warm load shot into my mouth and I swallowed it. It wasn’t as bad as Missy said it would be.

  “Damn, lil’ momma. What did a nigga do to deserve that?” he quizzed as I climbed on top of him. I was satisfied, but I wanted him inside me so bad.

  “You just been so good to me lately so I figured I would reward you. Plus, Missy had taught me a few tricks, so I wanted to try them on you.” I grinned, lifting up so I can put him inside me. I was disappointed when he pushed me off of him and got out the bed. “Compton please!”

  “Cali, I told ya’ horny ass that you ain’t getting no dick until we done with this dating shit. I’m trying to do it the right way and you-,”

  “Fuck dating, Compton I want you,” I begged, getting out of the bed and standing in front of him. I wrapped my arms around his waist and started kissing his neck. That was his spot. “Pleeeease baby,” I moaned. He grabbed a handful of my ass and I groaned. I knew he was biting his lip, so I figured I had him.

  “Cali, I want to fuck the shit out you right now, but I’m staying true to my word,” he shot me down. I let out a frustrating sigh because I was so horny. He hooked my chin and made me look at him. “You think I’m being mean and shit but I don’t want to mess us up this time. I want it to be real. Let me just date ya’ ass for a little bit longer and then when I feel we good, I’m gone break you off. Aigh’t?”

  “Fine, Compton. Just don’t let me find out you're getting it from someone else,” I told him, giving him the side eye.

  “Trust me, ain’t nobody getting this good dick but you,” he assured me.

  “Hell, I ain’t even getting it,” I mumbled, walking away.

  “I heard that with ya’ smart ass mouth,” he shot back, popping me on my ass. “We going out on a date for breakfast get that ass dressed.”

  “Okay.” Before I could walk back towards him, I heard a knock at the door. I rushed downstairs thinking it was Lee with Mona. She asked could she keep her for the night and I agreed. She was really good with her, so I trusted her and Monty.

  I was sadly disappointed and a little bit angry to see a familiar face at my door. A face I never wanted to see again. “Tre’ what the hell are you doing here?” I quizzed with a displeased facial expression.

  “You look so pretty in the morning. I miss that,” he said ignoring my question and undressing me with his eyes. He was creeping me out with the way he was staring at me, but I didn’t want to tell Compton. I was afraid he was going to try and kill him for stepping on my doorstep.

  “You need to leave. Now!” I said in a hushed tone, but I was very stern. He took a few steps towards me and brushed a piece of hair out of my face. I backed up away from him, but he pulled me closer by my arm. I could tell this was about to get real ugly very fast. “Tre’, just leave. I don’t want to have to call Compton out here,” I threatened him.

  “Fuck him!” he spat, spitting all over my face. “He ain’t no better than me. I was going to treat you right. I was willing to accept you being married and pregnant. Like what man does that?” he asked himself, looking like a crazy person. “I introduced your pregnant and married ass to my family. They were going to hate me for being with you, but I didn’t care. Then you decide to choose the nigga who’s still cheating on you?”

  “What in the world are you talking about, Tre’? Monique is dead. Compton isn’t cheating on me with her.”

  “I didn’t say it was her,” he said with a wicked grin. “He cheating on you with another woman and he’s going to keep doing it. Once a dog, always a dog.”

  I tried to read his face to see if he was lying, but I couldn’t tell. His eyes seemed to be too damn dark and filled with anger. I had to believe that Compton wasn’t cheating on me. We had been together every day since we got back on track. There was no way he was cheating.

  “Tre’, you need to leave. You're just saying all this because Compton and I are back together. You’re jealous,” I spat, trying to pull away from him but he had a death grip on my arm.

  “No, I’m in love with you, and he’s not. No man that is in love with a woman would continue to hurt her. I love you, Cali. Just come back with me. I miss the hell out of you, and I’ll treat you right,” he said, trying to kiss my lips.

  “TRE’ STOP IT! STOOOP!” I yelled loud enough so Compton could hear me. Not even minute later, I heard him running down the stairs. I felt my body being pulled back, and shots rang out. Me and Tre’ hit the floor at the same time, but only I was breathing. Blood was leaking down my driveway, and I couldn’t believe my eyes.

  “Fuck! You good, lil’ momma?” Compton asked me, helping me up. “Did that fuck nigga hurt you or hit you?” he quizzed again, examining my body.

  “No, Compton I’m fine!” I snapped, feeling both irritated and scared. I just kept looking at him lying there dead. This was the first time I ever witnessed something like this, and I was in shock. “Lil’ momma look at me,” Compton said to me, making me face him.

  He searched my face to make sure I was okay. He could see that I wasn’t. “You gone be good. Get used to this shit because if a nigga ever gets out of line with you, they dead. On sight. In private or in public. I’m gone protect you always,” he assured me.

  I did feel protected. Maybe too protected but protected nonetheless.” Okay.”

  “Stay here. I got to make a call to get this nigga cleaned up. Why was this nigga here anyways?” he quizzed, and immediately I lied.

  “I don’t know Compton. He just showed up, and now he’s dead. Stop asking me questions!” I snapped.

  “My bad, lil’ momma. I was just-never mind. Let me make this call and stop looking at his ass,” he barked. I couldn’t. The man was dead. I looked over his body, and I saw something in his hand. It was a disk. Looking behind me, I searched to make sure the coast was clear. Once I saw that Compton was not in sight, I rushed to grab the disk out of Tre’s dead hands. When I got it, I ran back to the room so fast, I nearly tripped over my own two feet.

  “Snoop don’t ask all that shit man just get them, niggas, over here. My neighbors probably heard the shots and Cali scared as shit over here. Got my lil’ momma shaking. Tell them to get their asses here now!” Compton barked an order behind me.

  Not caring if he was looking, I put the disc in the DVD player and pressed play. “The fuck is that?” Compton asked, joining me. I ignored him and kept watching. It looked to be like a surveillance tape. I could see Compton’s body as clear as day. He was talking to some female in the club who was awfully close to him. She whispered something in his ear and then grabbed his hand. They went to the back room, and the camera cut off. “What the fuck?” he quizzed.

  The next clip was him with the same female in the car on the same day. She looked like she was getting undressed and then the windows rolled up. My heart was breaking watching this. The video fasts forward, and it was now showing Compton driving up to a house. I saw the same girl walk outside with a robe on. She let him in, and the video got closer to the window. She walked in and closed the blinds, and I could see that she had on lingerie. I couldn’t watch anymore, so I turned off the DVD player and just stared at him.

  “Now, lil’ momma before you start going the fuck off, I-,”

  “Yuh fuck har?” I asked through tears in my native tongue. It’s been a minute since I spoke in Patios, but I was both hurt and pissed.

  “What?” he quizzed with a dumb expression as if my question was unbelievable.

  “Yuh hear mi. Mi say yuh fuck har?” I asked louder this time.

  “Now that’s a stupid ass question. You know damn well I ain’t fuck her. I told you I been faithful since we been back together,�
� he told me. I tried to read his face but I couldn’t.

  “Did you ever fuck her or even think about fucking her?” I asked, and he didn’t answer me. Now I was officially feeling the pain I’m sure Monique felt. It wasn’t even the fact that he might have cheated on me. It was the fact that I couldn’t tell if he has or hasn’t by staring in his eyes. As the love of my life, I shouldn’t have to question him, but I was. I couldn’t tell if he was telling the truth and it broke my heart.

  “Lil’ momma listen, this was-,”

  “Get out,” I said in a hushed tone.

  “Cali, I’m trying to tell you that-,”

  “MI SAY GET OUT!” I roared louder, rushing to my bedroom. When I got there, I closed and locked the door and fell to my knees. It hurt when Compton chose Monique over me. But now we were together, and he was possibly cheating on me. We were in an official commitment, and he could have fucked another bitch. I couldn’t stop crying.

  CHAPTER 16

  COMPTON: BACK TO SQUARE ONE

  On the one hand, a nigga was pissed off. I wanted to go back to the driveway and empty the clip on Tre’ even though he was already dead. That was a bitch nigga move he just made, and he just paid for it with his life. I should have just told Cali what was going on from the jump. I just knew this shit was gone blow up in my face. But nah, a nigga had to listen to Snoop and Sean dumb asses. Never listen to your single friends when you married. Shit don’t ever go right. Just thinking about the chain of events, was pissing me off.

  Weeks Ago…

  It was late, and I was still at Erica’s spot, trying to figure out the perfect plan to get Cali back. Snoop and Missy got tired of my shooting them down with they dumb ass ideas, so they left. It was just me and Erica now. We had been drinking so we were a little tipsy. Maybe more than a little tipsy because now we were reminiscing about shit.

  “Oh, my God. That was so funny. Monique thought I was going to kill her that night.” Erica laughed.

  “You had a gun in ya’ hand, E. I thought you were gone kill her ass too.” I laughed along with her. “I still can’t believe you hit me with that gun. I was seconds from fucking you up.”