Chapter 8
Niko Freeman
The sunlight in my face woke me up from the deep ass sleep I was in.
Looking around at all the pink in this room, I knew I wasn’t in my own bed.
Shit. I didn’t even want to look at what time it was.
The sun shining bright let me know it was a new day, and a nigga had fucked up royally.
Fucking with Yanna’s good-pussy-having ass, I got sidetracked.
I had every intention of just kicking it with Yanna one more time before I cut her all the way off.
A nigga didn’t want to end whatever was brewing between Yanna and me, but finding out Maddie was carrying my baby made me reevaluate shit.
Yanna was cool, and I fucked with her vibe, but that didn’t surpass the time I had put in with Maddie.
We might have been going through a rough patch, what relationship didn’t?
I’d be a flawed nigga if I left Maddie for dead while she was carrying my seed because of some new pussy.
I wasn’t saying that was all Yanna had to offer, I could tell she had hella potential.
But our timing was off, and I didn’t have the time to really get to know her like I wanted.
I knew myself when my seed was born, I was going to want to be there for everything, and that meant living under the same roof as my baby mama, and I wouldn’t even ask Yanna to deal with no shit like that ‘cause I wouldn’t.
With all my nieces and nephews, I was hands on. I would be ten times worse with my own.
I thought about ghosting Yanna; she wouldn’t be the first bitch I cut off with no explanation.
I couldn’t do that to Yanna–she ain’t deserve to be treated like that.
The least I could do was tell her to her face that we had to cut ties.
I didn’t expect that shit to be as hard as it was.
When she got out of her car in her pink scrubs, all the blood in my body went rushing to my dick.
I hyped myself up to tell her right then, but I got lost in her pretty ass smile.
Next thing I knew, I was sitting on her couch feeling like a little bitch because I didn’t want to end whatever it was between us.
My nosey ass got to looking around her crib, and when I saw her naked in the shower, I knew I wasn’t leaving here without sliding between her legs one more time.
I couldn’t resist Yanna if I tried. Her chocolate ass had a spell on me, and I didn’t want to break it.
She had to know we weren’t finna watch no fucking movie when her sexy ass came in the living room.
Yellow had become my favorite color, the color of the lingerie complimented her skin so well. She damn near looked perfect.
My appetite for Yanna was unexplainable.
After we fucked the first time, I let her rest before I woke her up for round two, then three and four before we passed out in her bed.
I slept like a fucking baby holding Yanna in my arms. If it wasn’t for the sun being in my eyes and my empty arms, I woulda still been asleep.
“You’re up?” Yanna poked her head into the room first, then her body followed. She was dressed in tiny black spandex shorts and a pink t-shirt.
“Yeah,” I groggily replied. Seeing how chipper Yanna was, she had to have been up for a minute. “What time is it?” I asked, sitting up with my legs thrown over the edge of the bed.
“A little after twelve. I made lunch. I figured you been hungry the way you were snoring this morning.” Yanna snickered, leaning against the door frame.
“I musta been tired as fuck. I ain’t slept this late in a minute.” I felt around the bed to see if I could find my phone.
“If you’re looking for your phone, it’s on the side table charging.” Yanna pointed to the table on the side of me. “You got hella missed calls and text messages. I tried waking you up, but you weren't budging.”
I half listened to Yanna as I unlocked my phone and scrolled through all the missed calls from Maddie.
Clicking on the text message thread, guilt plagued me as Maddie sent me a picture of my car sitting outside of Yanna’s house.
How the fuck she knew where I was, I didn’t know, but a nigga was caught.
I promised Maddie I’d focus on her and our seed.
She knew I was interested in Yanna, but she didn’t know who she was.
Maddie wasn’t dumb; she knew I had fucked off a few times since I got out.
Two years without no pussy was a long time, and how Maddie was acting when I first got out, she wasn’t popping no pussy, and I had to get it from somewhere.
Ion think Maddie ever tripped about the other bitches because she knew I was just fucking them bitches.
Aside from her ho’ ass cousin who sucked me off on some desperate shit.
With Yanna, Maddie figured out it was deeper when I ate her pussy.
I didn’t go around eating bitches’ pussies.
You had to be special to be blessed with this tongue.
Maddie specifically made me promise to cut the bitch I was feeling off.
I said I would, and I never made a promise I wouldn’t keep.
“You okay?” Yanna asked in a soft voice bringing my attention back to her.
“Yeah, I’m okay.” I sighed standing up. I easily closed the distance between Yanna and me.
Yanna wasn’t short like most bitches, she had some height to her. She might have been 5’8 or 5’9, but I still towered over her. I couldn’t stop the smile that formed on my lips as I stared into her pretty eyes. It fucked me up knowing that this was probably going to be the last time I saw Yanna.
“What you looking at me like that for?” Her lips poked out in a small pout as she batted her eyelashes at me.
“ ‘Cause you so fuckin’ pretty. I’m just salty I can't stare at you forever.”
“Why can’t you?” Yanna innocently asked me. She was letting me see her vulnerable side, and I liked that she felt safe enough to be that way. However, it was making this situation more fucked up.
We might have not been deep in love with each other, but there was something there between us.
It fucked me up knowing I was going to have to hurt Yanna’s feelings.
It was crazy ‘cause I never gave a fuck about a bitch’s feelings.
Especially a broad I’d known less than a fucking month, but Yanna was proving to be different from the rest.
“ ‘Cause man, I wasn’t even supposed to be on this type of time when I came here last night,” I said, breaking our eye contact, looking at the wall behind her.
“What you mean?” Yanna asked, squinting her eyes at me. I could feel her defenses coming back up as her attitude reappeared.
“I’m sayin’, I want to fuck with you, but I can’t. My girl finna have a nigga’s baby, and I can’t keep fuckin’ off on her like that. She don’t deserve that. Neither do you. Yan-”
Yanna's face turned up into a deep scowl, she cut me off. “Get the fuck out my house.”
I figured Yanna would be mad, but the level of her anger threw a nigga all the way off. “Aye, hold up. We ain’t gotta end this with us beefin’, I wan-”
“Nigga, fuck what you want, and get the fuck outta my house. My nigga, you could have said this shit as soon as you stepped to me and been on yo’ fucking way.” Yanna angrily pushed me back from her as she deeply heaved in and out.
“I coulda ghosted yo’ ass after I got the pussy, but I wasn’t tryna handle you like that. I fuck with you more than that,” I explained, getting frustrated. I didn’t argue with bitches, I left them, but here I was going back and forth with Yanna’s disrespectful ass.
“Am I supposed to feel special ‘cause you fuck with me?” Yanna said, making air quotations with her hands. “Nigga, fuck you, forreal.”
“You outta yo’ fuckin’ mind. You over here tweaking ‘cause I wanna be faithful to my bitch.” I shook my head as I backed away from her.
I didn’t have time for this shit. I liked Yanna, but it wasn’t that deep for me to be doing all this shit with her.
I went over to my pile of clothes and started to get dressed.
“Yeah, take yo’ stupid ass the fuck on,” Yanna angrily said, marching behind me as I walked out of her room. “Weak ass dick. I won’t miss that shit any fucking ways. Go take yo’ wack ass dick back to yo’ wack ass bitch.”
I tried to ignore her because I knew Yanna was in her feelings, and a part of me felt like she had the right to be in her feelings. Since I was the nigga fucking over her feelings, I desrved some of her anger, but Yanna took shit too far.
“As soon as your bitch ass leave, I’ma call Will and let him fuck me until I don’t remember your bitch ass,” Yanna evilly spat.
Stopping, I quickly turned around yoking her up by the front of her shirt.
“Watch who the fuck you talkin’ to, bruh.
” I gritted out through clenched teeth, pressing her back into the wall.
I lifted her off the ground by her shirt, bringing her eye level to me.
“I ain’t one of them weak ass niggas you used to fuckin’ with.
Don’t play with me, Yanna. Play with something safe.
” I let her shirt go, and she landed on her ass with a loud thud.
I really wanted to say more, but If I did, it would have ended with my buried back inside of Yanna.
She had me fucked up metioning another nigga fucking her, let alone Will.
I don’t think I would ever be okay with the thought of Yanna being with another nigga.
I might have not been in the postion to stop her from fuckin’ with another, but that didn’t mean I didn’t want to see or hear about that shit.
Which is why I had to cut ties with her.
“Fuck you, Niko. I hate you, and I want you to stay the fuck away from me. Like, don’t even speak to me if you ever see me again. Act like you don’t fucking know me!” Yanna angrily yelled when I opened her front door.