25. Patience #3
Even though I knew it already, I still brace myself for the sting that usually came with hearing Grimey had been unfaithful, but it doesn’t come. She’s still a guttersnipe, though, especially since I fought her sister for fucking with him, too.
What a joke.
But shit, technically, am I any better? I’m brother hopping, too.
“Also, I was the one who scratched your Mercedes three years back.”
“What–”
“Royce!” Autumn gasps.
Royce just cuts his eyes to her. “Don’t act like I didn’t tell you and break you off the bread to get it fixed.” He just shrugs and smirks at me. “You called me a dreadhead thug, and I was feeling petty. Then I felt bad. Mean ass had a hold on me even then.”
I pinch his arm before settling down and rolling my eyes. “In the spirit of forgiveness, I farted on all your clothes after you denied my orgasm.”
“I mean, I’d suck the fart out that fat ass of yours on the regular, so I’m not tripping.”
“You’re disgusting,” Autumn sticks her tongue out at Royce, who just kisses at her.
I clear my throat, and let the elephant in the room take over.
“Since I’m the reason why you had to come get me guns blazing…
” I take a deep breath, and stare at my hands.
“Foxtail Beverly was my birth name. My mother was from a reservation in Oklahoma.
She died when I was seven. I was her only child, but my father has four other children, three girls and Cochise, all younger than me.
Cochise came to live with us not long after my mother died, and I was told to always refer to my mother as his, even though I knew and met his mother on several occasions.
“I grew up with Monty, Shakari, Piccolo, and Tripp. You know them as Grimey, Sheisty, PC, and Trippy. Shakari and Piccolo are sons of the Nabahi Family. Tripp’s mother has worked for them since right after he was born.
We all were the best of friends growing up.
They were my protectors, and me and Pic were especially best friends, being the same age and how close our mothers were.
I probably was meant to be promised to him or Shakari but I had a crush on Monty instead.
He always liked me, too, and when he got out of juvie the last time, we got together.
A few months after, we entered Covenant, right before he had to turn himself in again.
But he cheated a lot, and then one day I found out he had a baby on me, so I left. ”
I shrug and swallow down all the details I’m keeping to myself. Maybe one day I’ll tell them both everything. When I don’t feel guilty about being a mother when someone else was killed for it.
“And you left instead of just breaking up with him?”
I shake my head. “It’s not that simple. We basically signed a marriage contract with our blood.
Honestly, we had no business doing that so young, but I was so in love with him, and I thought he was with me, too.
And part of me wanted to get away from everyone else…
him cheating on me wasn’t a secret, and yet everyone acted like I should just be okay with it, like my mother was. ” I smile and rub Autumn’s hand.
She hoods her eyes before inhaling and exhaling. When she glances at Royce, he gives her an encouraging nod before she refocuses on me.
“I had a sister. She had cancer. I was a match, but I chickened out and she died. My mommy hates me for it, and overcompensated with Wyn. That’s why we don’t really speak, but we’re trying.
She can be a real bitch, and literally almost got me killed when we were teens.
Turkey saved me. He always saves me.” She glances at Royce again, and love shines in her eyes.
“I, uh, I’m also technically part of Foe Dub.”
“Yeah,” I chuckle. “I kind of figured that when you were throwing up gang signs on your story that night.
She doesn’t look the least bit embarrassed, and it makes me admire her honesty more.
“I don’t broadcast it because that’s a different time, a different life.
Before Deuce, I didn’t know whether I was coming or going.
My parents basically ignored me and Wyn was doing her own thing, so more often than not, I was with Turk, Rico, and Fredo, until I started dancing.
Then I don’t know, one day I wanted a baby, and then after some…
mishaps… Turk and I decided to have one together.
“My depression honestly got worse after Deuce because of postpartum, but my support system was amazing, Turk was amazing…. I started taking online classes and the health class was the only one I got an A in, so I decided to start working toward being a nurse. And then I met you…”
She lifts my hand to kiss it, eyes glassy.
“You were a breath of fresh air for me, baby. I wasn’t Haze, or Wyn’s forgotten twin, or Turk’s baby mama.
You saw me as Autumn. And I wanted to keep feeling free with you.
But the cost of that was both of us feeling like we didn't know each other…. I’ll tell you whatever you want to know, Pay.
But if you want to start fresh with the three of us, I’m down with that too. ”
I glance at Royce, who just shrugs. “It’s your call. I’m really just living in Pay and Auty’s world. As long as I have y’all and my kids I don’t care.”
I beam at him, and for the first time in a very long time, I feel excited for the future ahead.
“Let’s start fresh.”
Royce stares at me as he rubs my belly. Our nugget had been kicking for the past thirty minutes, and he’s obsessed.
We showered, and then laid around all day until Autumn went to get Deuce from G-Pops. They went on a mother-son date, and she’s tucking him in bed, so it’s just me and Royce, watching each other while the tv watches us.
“You ready to be stuck with me for the rest of your life?” he asks me, as our daughter kicks his hand. She loves his voice.
“The question is are you ready? I’m not cutting you any slack just because you made me fall in love with your thuggish ass.”
Surprise flashes in his face before his expression darkens to what I can only describe as carnal hunger. “You love a nigga foreal?”
“Unfortunately, yes.” I smirk and wrap his locs around my fist. “You’re arrogant, an asshole, and I’m pretty sure this is Stockholm Syndrome, but it’s true. I love you.”
“Oh how the might have fallen.” He pulls me into an intense kiss, and soon arousal coats my inner thighs.
“Turn around, he growls against my lips, and he helps me move so that my back is to his chest. He grabs my leg just above my knee and pulls it up, and in one go he thrusts his dick inside me to the hilt.
I’m so wet he does it with no resistance, pulling a gasp and whimper out of me.
Royce makes love to me from behind, one hand holding my leg, the other loosely collaring my throat.
My pussy’s making such obscene squelching noises as he takes me there.
He kisses my ear. “Daddy’s little slut, always wet for me… this pussy’s so good, I may just keep you barefoot and pregnant.”
“Hell… hell no,” I pant as he increases his speed. This big headed nigga gets one and done from me.
“You don’t wanna have anymore of my babies, Pay? That what you saying?” He starts putting his back into it, bringing me to orgasm so hard it steals my breath away.
One quickly turns into another, and soon I’m telling him I’ll do whatever he wants as long as he doesn’t stop.
He chuckles in my ear as he flexes his hands. “Look at yourself taking me so well. Look.”
I open my eyes and lock in on us in the mirror by the window. Because my leg is up, I can see everything. The ring of my cream around the base of Royce’s dick. How smooth he glides in and out of me. How blissed out I look, mouth parted, sheets clenched in my hands.
Royce’s teeth biting down on his lip.
And Autumn, naked, coming toward us.
“I have a feeling you guys will always start without me,” she says as she blocks the mirror and lays in front of me.
Her delicate hands find my clit as I hook two of my fingers inside of her, making her moan.
“There is no us without you, baby mama number one,” Royce purrs as he slows down. Autumn leans above me to kiss him before coming back down to lock lips with me.
“I love watching you like this, Pay,” Autumn says, working with Royce to bring me to orgasm number three.
But I want her to come with me.
I add another finger and she cups my bump, rubbing it.
“I love you guys,” she whimpers. “So much.”
I work her as hard as I can, knowing my orgasm is coming fast. The way Royce’s strokes start getting wild, I know he’s close, too.
“Come with me,” I beckon Autumn. My thumb rubs circles on her clit, those eyes roll back, and she slams her mouth onto mine, letting me swallow her moans as she releases all over my hand.
I follow right behind her, arching my back and clamping down on Royce, making him curse and empty himself into me.
His orgasm seems to extend mine, and after a very long moment where I thought I died and had gone to the next realm, I come back to earth a quivering mess.
“I’m finna go get a towel for you,” Royce whispers and kisses me on the shoulder. My leg drops as soon as he lets go of it, and Autumn snuggles as close as she can, rubbing my belly once more.
“I’m sorry again, Auty. I shouldn’t have blown up on you about Royce before. It seems so silly now.”
“It’s okay, bae,” she says before yawning. Her eyes are closed, and I know she’s seconds before sleep, even though my fingers are still inside of her. “All that matters is that we’re all together now.”
I move her hair off her forehead and kiss it. All of us, together.
And it feels right.