Post by Sweet Meat aka CC on Jul 18, 2006 13:31:08 GMT -5
For the last two weeks, I’ve noticed that Neka has been kind of distant from me and not talking much. I’m talking not even wanting to do the do which is something I’ve never had to complain about because unless it was “that time” Neka was always down for whatever when it came to our bedroom tactics. And to make things worse, her ass has been coming to bed every night for the past two weeks wearing lil’ ass t-shirts and thongs and then doesn’t wanna be touched! But even though she’s acting strange lately it never hurts to try, right? WRONG!
“Could you please back up off me?” she yawned as she tried moving away from me and my boy, “The Big Dipper”, that was poking her in her lower back. “I’m tryna get some last minute sleep since it’s almost time to get up.”
“Dammit, Neek! I’m juss tryna get SOME for a change…shit!” I took a deep sigh of frustration as I quickly pulled her back towards me. However it wasn’t completed without some tussling done between us first. But somehow, someway, I managed to pin Neka down on her stomach and then BAM…I was all up in there. I ain’t gonna lie when I say that I felt like a man stranded on a desert who finally came across water. And what made it even better was when my girl began to enjoy it. It wasn’t too long before I had her shrieking into her pillow which caused both of us to come harder together than we had in a long, looooooooong time. Several minutes later as I continued to rest on her back, I felt her stirring around underneath me to get up while mumbling something.
“What?” I proceeded to roll off of her and turned my back to her to grab my pack of cigarettes from the nightstand.
“I said did that lil’ freak bitch you been creepin’ around with love the way you put it down as much as I juss did?”, she sarcastically replied as she got up from the bed to go to the bathroom.
I had just put my cigarette up to my mouth when I put it out quickly in the ashtray and shoved the door open as she was about to close it in my face. “What tha’ fuck is your ass talkin’ about?!” Before I could stop myself, I grabbed her tightly around the arm to make her turn around and look at me.
“Oh so now you’re gonna try to deny it?”
“Deny what?!”
“I’ll show you!” she yelled as she snatched her arm from my grip to go back in our bedroom. I watched her in disbelief as she marched over to my nightstand and grabbed my phone. “Boom…here it is right in front of your muthaphuckin’ face!” She held the phone up so close to my face after walking back over to me that it was touching the tip of my nose.
I snatched it from her to look at it while she looked at me. “I don’t know how this number got in my directory and I don’t know no damn Kristal! But aside from that, what the fuck you doin’ goin’ through my gotdamn phone if you trust me so fuckin’ much, Neka?!”
“So your ass is gonna deny this shit when I called that ho up and asked how did she know you and she told me that all she knows is that you two exchanged numbers in the club the otha week and then the bitch had the nerve to try to come at me with some bullshit about maybe if I knew how to please you she wouldn’t have to take up the slack?! I bet I kill…!” Without warning, Neka came at me like a wild animal swinging her arms and kicking. One of her swings got me in the mouth and before I could stop myself, I shoved her away from me causing her to fall onto the floor. Even though she was crying and screaming shit at me, I walked over her, picked up my phone from the bed and proceeded to dial this mystery number that she had shown me. After two rings, a female voice answered the phone.
“Look, I need to know how your number got in my phone when I don’t even know you?!” I proceeded to put it on speaker phone so Neka could hear everything that would be said.
“First of all who the fuck is you to be callin’ my phone askin’ who I am when I don’t KNOW your ass?! Don’t be callin’ here with no bullshit!”
“Aight…hol’ up…were you at Electric Dreams a couple of nights ago?” I calmly asked while glaring at Neka as she crawled up onto the bed.
“Yeah, so what? What the fuck that gotta do with how you’re comin’ at me when your ass has the wrong number? Shit, I’on’t even know why I’ve stayed up here this long…I’m ‘bout to go!”
“Wait! Did you meet a big dude named Darren?”
“Yeah, so WHAT?! You’re obviously not him because that nigga has a deep voice and yours isn’t so I suggest you and his bitch that called me the otha night talkin’ some bullshit leave me alone!” The only thing that could be heard after that was a dial tone.
“Okay,” I mumbled while giving Neka a sideways glance as I dialed one more number. “W’sup, man? Look rememba the otha night when you asked to use my phone because yours kept breakin’ up when we were at the club? Yeah, well did you by chance happen to accidentally put some female named Kristal’s number into my phone thinkin’ it was yours? Okay, repeat that one more time…hol’ on though…I got somebody that needs to hear this shit.” I immediately put the speaker phone back on. Imagine the look of shock followed by clowned that Neka displayed on her face when she heard Big Country saying that he was thinking he had erased Kristal’s number from his phone when all of this time, he had mistakenly placed it in mine since he and I have similar-type phones. See what had happened was that Big Country and I went down to the club to catch up with some old friends and during one point of the night, his big ass was half-drunk and was trying to call one of his girls to come pick him up since we weren’t ready to leave and asked to use my phone. Well during that time, he met up with Kristal and they exchanged numbers and like it was mentioned earlier, he put her number in my phone by mistake. And of course I didn’t even know the woman’s number was in my phone until Neka brought it up this morning. Anyway, after I thanked Big Country for clearing things up, we ended our call.
“Chingy, I’m sor…”, Janeka began while quickly jumping off the bed and running over to me as I gathered some things together. I had decided that enough was enough of going through these changes with her especially after she had the audacity to go through my phone when I’ve never even thought about doing that shit to her!
“Too late for all that shit ‘cause I ain’t EVEN tryna hear it! I’m tired of this!” Even though Neka was trying every way possible to make me stay and hear her out, I made up my mind to leave without hearing her side of things because she had clearly crossed the line now. Once I had enough stuff packed, I told her she could stay in the house and I’d go back to the condo that she and I used to live in. I gotta admit that it hurt me to my heart when I heard her crying and pleading for me to stay as I slammed the door behind me. Once I loaded my things into my ride, I pulled out of the driveway and drove down to the end of the block. When I turned my car off, I got out and stood on the side of it and placed my arms on top of the roof and buried my head while shedding silent tears.
“Could you please back up off me?” she yawned as she tried moving away from me and my boy, “The Big Dipper”, that was poking her in her lower back. “I’m tryna get some last minute sleep since it’s almost time to get up.”
“Dammit, Neek! I’m juss tryna get SOME for a change…shit!” I took a deep sigh of frustration as I quickly pulled her back towards me. However it wasn’t completed without some tussling done between us first. But somehow, someway, I managed to pin Neka down on her stomach and then BAM…I was all up in there. I ain’t gonna lie when I say that I felt like a man stranded on a desert who finally came across water. And what made it even better was when my girl began to enjoy it. It wasn’t too long before I had her shrieking into her pillow which caused both of us to come harder together than we had in a long, looooooooong time. Several minutes later as I continued to rest on her back, I felt her stirring around underneath me to get up while mumbling something.
“What?” I proceeded to roll off of her and turned my back to her to grab my pack of cigarettes from the nightstand.
“I said did that lil’ freak bitch you been creepin’ around with love the way you put it down as much as I juss did?”, she sarcastically replied as she got up from the bed to go to the bathroom.
I had just put my cigarette up to my mouth when I put it out quickly in the ashtray and shoved the door open as she was about to close it in my face. “What tha’ fuck is your ass talkin’ about?!” Before I could stop myself, I grabbed her tightly around the arm to make her turn around and look at me.
“Oh so now you’re gonna try to deny it?”
“Deny what?!”
“I’ll show you!” she yelled as she snatched her arm from my grip to go back in our bedroom. I watched her in disbelief as she marched over to my nightstand and grabbed my phone. “Boom…here it is right in front of your muthaphuckin’ face!” She held the phone up so close to my face after walking back over to me that it was touching the tip of my nose.
I snatched it from her to look at it while she looked at me. “I don’t know how this number got in my directory and I don’t know no damn Kristal! But aside from that, what the fuck you doin’ goin’ through my gotdamn phone if you trust me so fuckin’ much, Neka?!”
“So your ass is gonna deny this shit when I called that ho up and asked how did she know you and she told me that all she knows is that you two exchanged numbers in the club the otha week and then the bitch had the nerve to try to come at me with some bullshit about maybe if I knew how to please you she wouldn’t have to take up the slack?! I bet I kill…!” Without warning, Neka came at me like a wild animal swinging her arms and kicking. One of her swings got me in the mouth and before I could stop myself, I shoved her away from me causing her to fall onto the floor. Even though she was crying and screaming shit at me, I walked over her, picked up my phone from the bed and proceeded to dial this mystery number that she had shown me. After two rings, a female voice answered the phone.
“Look, I need to know how your number got in my phone when I don’t even know you?!” I proceeded to put it on speaker phone so Neka could hear everything that would be said.
“First of all who the fuck is you to be callin’ my phone askin’ who I am when I don’t KNOW your ass?! Don’t be callin’ here with no bullshit!”
“Aight…hol’ up…were you at Electric Dreams a couple of nights ago?” I calmly asked while glaring at Neka as she crawled up onto the bed.
“Yeah, so what? What the fuck that gotta do with how you’re comin’ at me when your ass has the wrong number? Shit, I’on’t even know why I’ve stayed up here this long…I’m ‘bout to go!”
“Wait! Did you meet a big dude named Darren?”
“Yeah, so WHAT?! You’re obviously not him because that nigga has a deep voice and yours isn’t so I suggest you and his bitch that called me the otha night talkin’ some bullshit leave me alone!” The only thing that could be heard after that was a dial tone.
“Okay,” I mumbled while giving Neka a sideways glance as I dialed one more number. “W’sup, man? Look rememba the otha night when you asked to use my phone because yours kept breakin’ up when we were at the club? Yeah, well did you by chance happen to accidentally put some female named Kristal’s number into my phone thinkin’ it was yours? Okay, repeat that one more time…hol’ on though…I got somebody that needs to hear this shit.” I immediately put the speaker phone back on. Imagine the look of shock followed by clowned that Neka displayed on her face when she heard Big Country saying that he was thinking he had erased Kristal’s number from his phone when all of this time, he had mistakenly placed it in mine since he and I have similar-type phones. See what had happened was that Big Country and I went down to the club to catch up with some old friends and during one point of the night, his big ass was half-drunk and was trying to call one of his girls to come pick him up since we weren’t ready to leave and asked to use my phone. Well during that time, he met up with Kristal and they exchanged numbers and like it was mentioned earlier, he put her number in my phone by mistake. And of course I didn’t even know the woman’s number was in my phone until Neka brought it up this morning. Anyway, after I thanked Big Country for clearing things up, we ended our call.
“Chingy, I’m sor…”, Janeka began while quickly jumping off the bed and running over to me as I gathered some things together. I had decided that enough was enough of going through these changes with her especially after she had the audacity to go through my phone when I’ve never even thought about doing that shit to her!
“Too late for all that shit ‘cause I ain’t EVEN tryna hear it! I’m tired of this!” Even though Neka was trying every way possible to make me stay and hear her out, I made up my mind to leave without hearing her side of things because she had clearly crossed the line now. Once I had enough stuff packed, I told her she could stay in the house and I’d go back to the condo that she and I used to live in. I gotta admit that it hurt me to my heart when I heard her crying and pleading for me to stay as I slammed the door behind me. Once I loaded my things into my ride, I pulled out of the driveway and drove down to the end of the block. When I turned my car off, I got out and stood on the side of it and placed my arms on top of the roof and buried my head while shedding silent tears.
[glow=yellow,1,200]***Part 3 Comin' Soon***[/glow]