Royal #3
She shut her eyes, tears rolling down the sides of her face before I pulled my gun.
Deontray lifted his hands in surrender just as my finger swept over her clit.
I was supposed to meet with Luca about his late fees in order to decide his fate.
Luck would be on my side tonight, all because of the coincidence of him sniffing behind pussy.
“Nut bitch,” I gritted out to Serenity.
She made a high pitch squeal followed by a loud ass cracked sob. The out-of-body experience she was in was far too powerful for her to focus on the loud thunderous sound of my gun blowing Deontray’s brains out against her off white wall behind him.
I pulled my hand out of her panties then coldly stepped away from her. Disgruntled and drunk off her back-to-back orgasms, I watched life slowly seep back into her eyes before they landed on Deontray.
“What the fuck is, ahhh—”
Serenity’s words were cut short from my hand closing around her throat. All the color drained from her face when I yanked her body against mine so she could get a full view of Deontray’s lifeless, partially headless body.
“That was me ending a nothing ass nigga life for playing with me. Something I contemplated doing to you since you the first nothing ass bitch to capture a nigga’s heart.” I spoke low into her ear.
Her knees tried to buckle but I kept her upright by holding on to her neck tighter.
“You in this bitch with a nigga soft as the mutha fuckin clouds. A nigga that got niggas like me after him for not being a man and paying what the fuck he owes.” I squeezed her neck even tighter and could have sworn I heard a moan slip from her pretty pouty lips.
Sick, freaked out ass bitch…
“I’m only gon’ say this shit once.” My jaw ticked. “Stay the fuck away from me and out of my text and call log, bitch.” I released her neck and nudged her away from me.
Dramatically as fuck, she fell down to her knees and cried so hard her shoulders bounced up and down.
“It was never about the payments and pussy. Yo shit trash as fuck, straight up. You done had so many dicks in that bitch, yo walls is dea; no grip, just wetness.” My eyes flitted over toward her cracked front door.
It was never my intention to hurt Serenity, but now I was going off emotions and anger, which was a huge violation on my own behalf. I was so pissed, I couldn’t even see straight… or were my eyes blurry from… tears?
Nah…
I refused to go out sad behind a bitch, but I couldn’t just leave without any parting words.
“I fought hard with myself from just the idea of actually loving you for you until I realized I could no longer fight the shit. I ain’t no scary ass nigga, and never backed down from the challenge. I never gave a fuck, Serenity!” I yelled, slapping my chest with the gun.
“I never gave a fuck about you being who you are…not a fuck about that trash ass pussy nor the grade C head you dished out. I kept coming around because I liked how you listened and understood all of my broken pieces like I understand yours. We vibed, never trying to fix one another but just being there with each other through silence,” my voice lowered.
I felt my shoulders dropped in defeat as a lone tear fell from my eye. Serenity sobbed low enough to hear every word I spoke, keeping her back to me.
“You ain’t gon’ ever hear from me again, ma.
I’m man enough to say that shit hurt like finding out my entire life, as far as my upbringing, was a lie.
I ain’t gon’ stand here and sound like a bitch ass nigga by saying you’ll never find another nigga like me…
cause ain’t no nigga out here like me,” I spat, done with the drawn-out speech.
I dug in my pocket and pulled out a stack of cash then dropped it at my feet.
“This should cover your time… Don’t walk past that nigga. Sit on the couch and let my men clean up the mess I made.” I took a step back.
“Stay safe and dangerous, Serenity.” I turned on the balls of my feet and walked out the door.
The cold air calmed me instantly as I roughly ran my hands down my face. I rid myself of the demonic voice in my head telling me to go back in there and blow her brains out. Nobody got over on me and lived to see another day…but Serenity did tonight.
“You good?” My homie Brutal pushed off the stair railing with a crooked smirk on his face.
“Fuck off, nigga. I told you to wait for my text,” I scolded, pushing past him.
“That’s not what we were taught at Monster’s Inc.” He chortled.
I stopped walking to turn and look at his tall, big ass.
“This was a personal matter. I pay you and that nigga Monster a lot of money to have you and the extra security detail do exactly as I say. I’ll mention this shit in the next meeting,” I gritted out, not in the mood to play with Brutal.
Besides him working for one of the top underground security companies through a crazy ass nigga named Monster, Brutal was my homeboy since we were kids.
I trusted him with my life, even though the nigga was twisted in more ways than one.
Right now, I wasn’t in the right mind frame for playful banter with nobody.
I wanted to go home and drink my anger, frustration, and pain away.