“Now tell me when all of his drug shipments come in.”

  “They come in every first and last Friday of the month. He doesn’t allow anyone to pick up the shipment but him. He has that nigga Ace, but he doesn’t even trust him. I overheard him talking and he said he had no idea Ace fathered a baby by your wife, so in his eyes he’s weak over pussy too. He’s not even doing business directly with Ace anymore. He has his flunkies working with him. I think he’s going to try and kill him too after this last shipment. It’s fucked up though because the nigga Ace really thinks Reco wants to be his father. He’s just using Ace to be able to pump his drugs on the streets.”

  “Good looking out. I’ll have your money wired into your account. That information really helped a nigga out.”

  “I’m cool. A deal is deal. I’ve always wanted to know what you tasted like anyway. That shit was sweet and good. Your wife is one lucky woman.”

  “Believe it or not I’m the lucky one.”

  I had to hurry up and hide in another part of the suite after hearing their conversation. I heard the hoe heels clicking as she left the suite. It’s funny how every time I was in this bitch’s presence, she wanted to be the perfect little nurse. All along this bitch wanted to do my husband’s dick. I wanted to be mad about him letting her suck his dick, but it’s obvious the bitch was just being used for information. It’s crazy how bitches sit up and lust over another bitch’s man. That shit is a growing epidemic. I wanted to be mad and talk shit, but I actually was flattered because Remy wasn’t even thinking about sticking his dick in the bitch. He was doing what he had to do for us.

  Most people wouldn’t see it that way, but then again nobody has experienced all of the shit that we’ve been through. It’s amazing how we’re still able to stand firm and keep fighting our enemies. As long as I have air in my lungs and blood flowing through my veins, I’ll stand strong beside my husband as he fights to take down the motherfuckers that trespass against us.

  “You can come out now, Rose’.”

  “How did you know I was in here?”

  “I smelled my Burberry cologne that you insist on putting on.” I walked over to the bed and smacked him upside the head.

  “You letting bitches suck my dick. I swear that’s the story of my life since I met your ass. What it is with hoes wanting your dick to touch their tonsils?”

  “I can’t answer that Ma, but you can.”

  “Don’t get fucked up. Your ass lucky I stayed around to hear the conversation because I was about to kill you and that bitch. Now enlighten me on how you knew she was working for your father.”

  “She doesn’t work for my father. She works for me. That’s one of the niggas who used to work for me wife. I realized it was her after the first time she came to work for me. That bitch had been dying to get this dick. So I made her an offer she couldn’t pass up. I know shipment dates and trap houses. Can you believe my workers gave the nigga my fucking blueprint to the streets? They never changed up shit. They’re working under the same plan that I created. I know all these niggas’ moves because I taught them.

  Reco has no clue how he has fucked up. Not to mention, this silly ass nigga Ace has no clue. He’s not even worth you and my daughter being over there with him. Go get your shit and bring that ass back over here. Ace ain’t a threat to my cause. I actually feel sorry for the fuck nigga. There can only be one Remy and he ain’t even remotely close to it.” I sat on his lap and played in his dreads as he spoke and that’s when an idea popped in my head.

  “Ace will always be a threat to Heaven and I. He wants me to be in a damn relationship with him and Diamond. He hasn’t tried to have sex with me yet, but I know it’s coming. It’s time I do what I have to do in order to rid him of my life once and for all. You have to let me do this shit my way. I’m ready to come back, but my job isn’t finished. In the meantime, go wash that bitch off of you. I came over here for some dick and I’m not leaving without it.” As I laid in bed, I thought about the million ways I could off Ace’s ass. That nigga had to go. A part of me hated to do it because he had shown me that he indeed wanted to change, but that doesn’t change the fact that he beat and raped me. Ace has shown me he has the potential to change however. I know at any minute, he can turn back into the old Ace. So it’s best I take heed to Tahari’s words of wisdom and off his ass. I have every intention of offing Diamond’s ass too if she gets in my way. I’ve been watching this bitch and she ain’t working with a full deck these days.

  *****

  When I made it back to Ace’s house, he wasn’t home. I was glad of that because I smelled just like Remy and I had his dick all over my breath. I swear being in that damn wheelchair has made Remy a fucking beast in the damn sheets. His damn stamina is off the chain. He just fucked the lining out of my ass. Remy got my pussy sore as hell. Got a bitch walking bowlegged and pigeon toed. No bullshit.

  Diamond was sitting at the kitchen table drinking some wine when I walked in. I grabbed a goblet and joined her. We both just stared each other down and the first thing that came to mind was how close we used to be when we were younger. This girl was my best fucking friend and she betrayed me in the worst way. I know it’s been a long time and the shit is water under the bridge, but I feel the need to know why.

  “Before you ask why I did what I did or why I’m doing it, all I can say is I don’t know and I’m ashamed of myself for doing it. Back then, you always got all the niggas. I just wanted for once to have one that wanted me. We all see where that got me.” I watched as she sipped her wine and I knew she was miserable and this was the last place she wanted to be.

  “Fucking with him has got us both into some shit we can’t get out of. but you know what we have to do right?” I looked at her in the eyes so that she could get my drift.

  “I’ve been waiting to see where your head was at. I knew that you were up to something. After all he did to you, I knew that there was no way you were going to be apart of this shit he was trying to pitch to us. I was actually getting mad at your ass for holding back on the pussy. I’m sick of fucking and sucking on his ass. Now tell me how we gon’ get rid of this nigga.”

  “We’re going to give him what he wants the both of us at the same time. Just follow my lead. I promise you this shit is going to be epic.” I smiled in the hidden camera that was placed into a fake ring that I was rocking. I wanted Remy to bear witness to everything that was going on.

  Chapter 13- Boo

  Shit had been real fucked up for a nigga not knowing where Honey was. It was as if she had vanished off the face of the Earth. She had changed her number and deleted her page on Facebook and IG. I’m not gon’ say that I never should have been mad about the porn, but I’m still mad about that shit. I should have went about it differently. I was fucked up in the head because I was worried about her and my seed. I hated that when Honey got mad, she would run away instead of staying and fixing the shit. I know I said some fucked up shit to her and I feel bad for that. Contrary to what you might believe, I really do love my wife. I think at first her being a stripper didn’t bother me until we would be out in public and niggas would notice her.

  It took everything in me not to off them motherfuckers for the blatant disrespect. Honey never entertained the cat calls or the niggas asking to take pictures with her. As a man, that shit did something to me. I just lost all my damn cool seeing her in that damn movie. I had been immersing myself in the streets and getting to know my mother better. I didn’t know how much I longed for her until she came back into our lives. Don’t get me wrong Madear has always went hard for me and Peanut. She was indeed our mother, but at the same time, the feeling just wasn’t the same as having your biological parent. I never cared to know who my father was. Knowing Porsha, she has no idea who the hell he is anyway.

  Lately, I’ve been kicking it hard with my niggas King, Dutch, and Nasir. We go way back with them from when we used to be locked up in the Juvenile Detention Center. We were thick as thieves as shorties strictly off the fact we stayed our ass in juvie and robbing motherfuckers left and right. To this day, we still fuck with each other hard. I had been in the house since Honey’s ass been gone, but tonight I decided to go out and get me some air. It was the nigga Malik’s birthday and Thug had brought out the whole Gentleman’s Paradise for him. The last place I wanted to be was at the strip club, but I didn’t want to not show up after the nigga had personally invited me. Plus, we had big shit about to pop off with the Thug Inc. crew.

  No matter how hard I tried not to think about Honey, I just couldn’t stop. I found myself going through all the pictures I had on my phone of her. I could only hope and pray that her and my seed were safe. Honey literally had no one in this world but me and my family. So where ever she was at, I knew that she was alone. At least I hoped she was alone. I would probably put a bullet in her head and the nigga if I caught her with someone else. I haven’t looked at another bitch since the last time I got caught fucking the bitch Passion. I vowed to never cheat on her again and I intend on keeping that promise; she deserved that much. I swear I was feeling like a real bitch nigga sitting here about to shed tears over some shit I brought on myself. I guess Bill Withers wasn’t lying when he said ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone.

  *****

  “This the new bitch I was telling y’all niggas about. I swear if I hadn’t retired my dick, I would be blessing that bitch with this Anaconda,” Malik said as he drunk straight from a bottle of Ace of Spades. Thug had ordered that shit by the cases and we all had our personal bottles. Drinks, food, and the Kush was unlimited. Not to mention wall to wall naked bitches. I would usually be getting me a lap dance, but all I wanted was my fucking wife. The lights went out and DJ began to announce this hot ass stripper that was new at Gentleman’s Paradise.

  “Okay now my niggas get them bands out your pockets fuck them dollar bills. This sexy motherfucker that’s about to grace this stage got that million dollar pussy and she only fuck with Boss niggas. So if you ain’t a Boss take your ass to the broke nigga section. Welcome to the stage the new and improved Honey Love.

  I fell back as the rest of the crew damn near broke their necks to get to the main stage. Future’s Rich Sex began to play and that shit sounded hot as she strutted down the walkway to the end of the stage. You couldn’t see her face or hair because she was rocking a mask and headpiece. She had tattoos all over her, but from where I was, you couldn’t really see what they were. The bitch was sexy as shit and I needed to get closer just to get a glimpse of what the hype was all about.

  I got my diamonds on

  You got your diamonds on

  Watches on Watches

  I looked at her and I said “Beautiful”

  Baby Let’s go have rich sex

  Baby Let’s go have rich sex

  Make a little love on the rich sex

  The music changed to Where Ya At and the bitch just started doing splits and climbing the pole. When she took off her panties and bra I realized it was my fucking wife. She had diamond nipple piercings and my name written across the top of her pussy. It wasn’t even the fact that it was her dancing in front of a room of my associates, but there was no pudge in her stomach. This bitch had killed my baby again. I lost all composure and grabbed my gun from my waist and jumped up on the stage.

  “Really bitch?” I said as grabbed her headpiece off and knocked it to the floor. All of her long blonde hair fell out and I wrapped the shit around my hand while I had my gun pressed into her chin. She just looked at me and laughed.

  “I’m already dead. Do it, Brion!” She grabbed my hand and placed her finger on the trigger. I felt the pressure of her finger on mine trying to make me shoot her. I looked in her eyes and nothing was there. A cold hearted bitch that just didn’t give a fuck at the moment had replaced the Honey I loved.

  “Boo, put that shit up!” Peanut said as he grabbed the gun out of my hand. I slapped the fuck out of her and dragged her ass off the stage by her hair. I didn’t give a fuck if I scarred her ass up as I dragged her across the carpet.

  “What’s good my nigga?” Malik asked as he tried to get in between us.

  “With all due respect, this my wife.”

  “Oh, yeah, whoop her ass. She real inaccurate right now.” Malik moved to the side and I continued to drag her out.

  “Let me go bitch ass nigga!” We were now in the middle of the street fighting. She was trying her best to fuck me up, but she wasn’t a match for me.

  “You killed my baby again bitch!” I was trying my best to choke blood from her ass.

  “Let her go, Bro.” Peanut was now standing in between us holding me back.

  “Move nigga. I’m about to murk this bitch.” Honey was now in the middle of the street gasping for air, but I didn’t give a fuck. I needed answers on the whereabouts of my seed. I went to charge her ass again and that’s when all the police swarmed us.

  “Drop the gun and get the fuck on the ground now!” Peanut and I dropped down to the floor and laid flat. We were both handcuffed immediately.

  “Are you okay ma’am? We got a call that a woman was being beaten. Let me get you to the hospital. You need to press charges if it was one of these men who assaulted you.” The police officer had walked over and was accessing Honey’s face.

  “I’m okay. They were actually helping me. The guy that was fighting me ran away when he saw them coming. That’s the man gun who was fighting me. They managed to get it away from him before he could shoot me. Please let them go they’re innocent in all of this.” The police looked at Honey like they knew she was lying, but they had no choice but to let us go. After the questioning us for a couple of minutes, they finally removed the cuffs. Once the police released us and drove away, Peanut decided to start going in.

  “This the shit we be talking about nigga. You too fuck hotheaded. Do you know how close we just came to getting fitted for our orange jumpsuits. When ya dumb ass gon’ stop wearing your emotions and shit on your sleeve?”

  “Nigga get the fuck out my face. Who the fuck is you to judge me on how I handle my wife? You need to be breaking your foot off in Neicee’s ass for giving your damn daughter a DNA test and shit. Bring your bitch ass on!” I went to hit Honey again, but I heard a gun shot go off. I didn’t know where it came from but after a couple of seconds, I began to feel pain in my stomach. I reached down and touched my stomach and my hand was covered in blood. I fell to my knees and continued to hold on to my stomach. The pain was excruciating and I was feeling like I couldn’t breathe.

  “What the fuck did you do, Honey?” Peanut ran to my side and was trying to stop the bleeding. The look in his eyes let me know that he was scared. I was becoming real cold and numb. I knew that I was slipping into unconsciousness.

  “She shot me, Bro!”

  “Shhh! Stop talking! Call the damn ambulance don’t just stand there.” Peanut yelled at Honey, but she just stood there staring at me. I watched as she set the gun down next to me and slowly backed away. The last thing I remembered before I closed my eyes was her walking away as if I wasn’t on the ground. I was trying my best to call her name, but nothing would come out.

  Chapter 15-Honey

  As I slowly backed away from Peanut and Boo, I was in a state of shock. I couldn’t believe I had really shot him. It was as if I was a different person. My anger got the best of me. Boo was handling me like I was a bitch in the street. He was fighting me like I was a fucking man. Instead of him talking to me like he had sense, he wanted to result to putting his hands on me. Granted, we have had plenty of fights, but nothing like this. Boo was trying to beat the shit out of me and I couldn’t go like that. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt or kill him, but I wasn’t about to sit back and let him beat my ass.

  I was feeling that old familiar feeling creep back in. I had long ago suppressed hearing the voices. When I held that gun up, it was the voices telling me to shoot Boo. I was weak and they where feeding off of that. As long as I was strong, I was able to keep my Schizophrenia under control. The things that Boo was doing to me had broken me down like a fraction. The more I walked the more I heard the voices talk to me. I just started to hit myself upside the hide to knock the voices out.

  “Get the fuck out of my head!” I screamed loud as hell. I’ve been doing good as hell hiding my illness.

  “You’re so stupid. You let them hurt us and you didn’t do shit about it. You’re so weak and pathetic. You should just kill yourself and do us both a favor.”

  I closed my eyes tight and tried to think about something happy, but nothing was coming to mind. There was nothing happy that I could think about at the moment. It was pitch black outside and I was naked as hell walking down the street. The more I walked I knew what I had to do. I hated to do it, but if I was going to over come this psychotic episode, I would have to check myself into the mental hospital until I got better.

  After about thirty minutes of walking, I walked into the hospital and signed myself in. I had nobody and the only person’s number I knew by hard outside of Peanut’s was Neicee. I gave them her information and I was immediately placed on psychiatric evaluation for the next seventy-two hours. I was given my anti psychotic meds and locked into a dimly lit white room. It had been so long since I had been locked up that I immediately became claustrophobic. As I laid on the cold steel bed, I closed my eyes and I drifted off to a peaceful serene place. Thank God I could no longer hear the voices.

  Chapter 17-Neicee

  The moment I got the call from Madear screaming into the phone, I knew some shit was bad. Followed by a call from Peanut telling me to come up to the County hospital. I didn’t know what had happened, but I did know it had to do with Boo. On my way to the hospital, I received a damn call from the damn mental hospital telling me that Honey had admitted herself. After I made sure everything was okay with Boo, I was going to head over to the hospital. I knew this shit was going to happen because she had to stop taking her meds due to being pregnant.