4. Onyx
ONYX
“Fuck, suck that shit Suga. You know I like it good, wet and nasty” I stated, while she had my dick down her throat. I wasn't moaning, shit, fuck I look like moaning for a bitch?
She was trying to say something, but I could not understand her with my dick in her mouth and truthfully, I didn't want to hear shit but the slobbing and choking with my balls in her mouth.
Just when I was getting ready to nut my phone rang but I didn't answer because I needed this nut.
Moments later, I released and shoved her off me.
A nigga was not mad at that performance at all.
Now, I was ready go.
“Daddy, you ready to give me this beautiful black dick?” Sugar asked
“Fuck no and I told you ass about calling me that shit. I ain’t your fucking daddy, I'm not your nigga to be giving me fuck ass nicknames,” I sneered
She looked up at me shocked like this wasn't something I had already told her ass.
“So, we not fucking tonight?”
“I came for that throat. It was good like always. Thanks.”
My phone rang again and I saw it was my little sister. I needed to take this call because she was home alone.
“You good, sis?”
“No, can you come get me?”
“Get you? where the fuck are you? Your sneaky ass supposed to be home sick. The fuck are you?” I furiously inquired. I heard the phone rustling, and it got quiet then I heard a man's voice. The fuck?
“Onyx, this is Mr. Kase. Your sister is safe. She is here with us at the shop, but I do need you to come down so we can talk.”
Knowing it was him and she was safe had me feeling better, but I still wanted to know why the fuck she was even there in the first place.
“Okay Mr. Kase. I will be there in like 15 minutes.”
I totally forgot this bitch was standing here and this was her house.
“I'm out,” I said as I was walking out the door.
Getting in my car, I blasted the music to keep my mood calm so I wouldn’t spaz out when I got to my sis.
Pulling up the Jenkins Motorcycle shop, I had to get myself together before walking in.
I took a couple of breaths and closed my eyes.
I just knew my sis was on some bullshit that I’d be too frustrated to make an excuse for.
I just had to eat this shit in front of the man I just saw hours ago and fucked up their order.
The only positive was the hope that I’d be able to set eyes on Kruz again.
I got out of my car and saw Mr. Kase standing in front of the shop. I closed my car door, locked it, then headed over to him.
“Hey, Mr. Kase,” I said.
“Hey son, come with me. So, the reason I called you down here is because we’ve been having some graffiti tagging in the neighborhood lately. We caught your sister doing this earlier.”
I looked up at the side of the outside of the shop wall and it was the making of clouds that looked like it was raining tears.
My sister is very talented, but I wasn't expected to see it on the side of someone’s business.
I apologized to him and told him that I would pay for the damage and get the wall repainted.
“No need to do that. I actually want her to finish what she started. I want to see what she was planning on doing. So far, it's looking really good. Kruz wanted to call the cops on her before we knew who she was. However, she will need to have some sort of consequences for her actions.”
“I agree. What do you think I should do?”
“She can come to the shop after school and work for a few hours until you are done and then you can pick her up. This way you know where she is, she learns a lesson and gets to showcase her talent too. Thank you for that. It’s been hard trying to raise her, work, and still be young since gramps passed.
Her attitude and behavior have been off the chain.
I’ve been spending a lot of time trying to merge the two businesses so I'm not always there for her like she needs me.” I said, with water in my eyes.
Smiling, Mr. Kace said, “It's okay. We will get her together and you too. If you need me, you can always call.
“Thank you,” I said, as we started walking to the front of the shop.
When I got to the door, looking in, I could see my little sister sitting on the couch they have in the customer waiting area. She looked like she was zoned out. I wondered what she was thinking about?
Then Kruz’s fine ass caught my eye and I involuntarily smiled. She was mean mugging just like she had earlier today. Emerald looked up and noticed that I came into the room. She also had a mug on her face when she saw me. What the fuck is happening how and why I am I making these women angry?
“Emerald.” I called her and she acted like she didn't hear me. So, I called her name again and she finally looked up at me. “Why did you leave? I told you not to leave the house, so why did you do that? You know better than to be out alone. How did you even get over here?”
“Like you really care? You left me at home alone so does it really matter?” she whispered harshly.
With furrowed brows I just looked at her because I didn't know what to say. I didn't know she felt some kind of way because I left her at home. She literally said earlier that she wasn’t feeling well so I thought she’d be tucked in bed, passed the hell out.
What she said fucked me up. I’ve been trying to take care of her and these businesses all while missing our grandpa.
This shit was all new to me. I don't know how to take care of a teenage girl.
Shit, a nigga just out of his teen years myself.
Even with that I couldn't let her see she got to me emotionally.
“Who you think you talking to? I don't care if I left you. You claimed you were sick and about to hit the bed. You knew better than to leave the house.” I spat angrily. “I asked your ass a question though, how did you get here?”
“Megan called to see if I wanted to hang out with her and I said yes. When we drove by here, I saw a clean canvas, so I asked them to drop me off here.”
“Who the fuck is them? I know you are not stupid enough to get in a car with a stranger.” I snarled and got in her face.
“It was not a stranger. It was her older cousin Travis.”
“I don't give a fuck who it was if I don't know that nigga your ass should not have gotten in the car with him.”
“Ok she understands, now get out her face,” Kruz said as she grabbed Emerald away from me.
“Hi Emerald, my name is Kasey and this is my father Mr. Kace. This is our shop that you vandalized for the second time,” she said, in a softer tone than she had with me. “What you did was wrong and I wanted to call the police, but I see now that's not going to be good for you.”
“I agree,” Mr. Kace stated. “This is why you will come here after school every day and work in the shop to work off what you did. I also can see how talented you are and I going to give you the chance to finish what you started.”
Em just broke out crying and that had my heart because she doesn't usually cry and if she does it's not in front of me. I see I have a lot of making up to do and getting to know my little sister better.
“Yes sir, I will. Thank you and I'm sorry,” she said.
He hugged her and whispered something to her that made her smile.
I looked over at Kruz, and she rolled her eyes at me like I did something to her ass.
“Thank you for everything Mr. Kace and you to Kasey,” I said.
“That's Kruz to you. Only my people call me Kasey. Em, you can call me Kasey. I will see you after school on Monday,” she said and switched her fat ass to the back of the shop.
“Goodnight and thank you again,” I said, as we walked out of the shop.
Walking to the car was very quiet. I guess we were both in our heads.
I opened the car door for Emerald, and she thanked me and got in.
The drive home was silent also. I really didn't know what to say to her.
I eventually asked her what Mr. Kace said to her and she replied that my grandpa loved me and so do you.
That shit touched me the long way. Mr. Kace is a real one for sure.
Now, his mean ass daughter is a different story.
We pulled up home and got out of the car. Once in the house, Em tried to go right upstairs but I stopped her.
“We need to talk but not tonight. I hope you know that I love you and that will never change no matter what.” I gave her a hug and she went upstairs to get ready for bed.
I called my best friend August to see what he was doing.
“Nigga what up with you? I called your ass earlier, but your bitch ass didn't answer.” he griped.
“Bitch ass, I had a situation with Em I had to handle so I couldn't.”
“Oh, what's going on with baby sis? She good?” he asked with concern etched in his voice.
“She left the house when I told her not too and went and got caught doing graffiti on the Jenkins shop.”
“Damn that's tough. She been going through it since pop pop passed away.”
“Yeah, but I didn't realize it was that bad so we will talk about it as soon as I get my thoughts together. What you got going on tonight?”
“Going to Magnolia Bridge. There is a race tonight. I got my money on this girl biker gang, Fire and Roses, they say is nice. You rolling with me?
“Nah I already left Em home alone tonight I can't do that shit again”
“I can get Amber to come over and stay with her until you get home?”
Amber is his little sister that is 18 and finished high school last year and is now taking classes at the college. She and Em hung out a few times and liked each other, so I was cool with that. I needed a night out with my boy to clear my head and just be young and reckless even just for a while.
“Bet. What time you heading out there?”
“You can ride with me. I will bring Amber to your house and get you. Give me an hour. See you later.”
“Later bro.”
Hanging up the phone, I went upstairs to get ready and talk to Emerald.
“Em, I'm going out with August for a little while. Amber is coming over to stay with you until I get back. Are you okay with that? If you don't want me to go I won't.” I spoke.
“It's fine, I like Amber, she is cool. I'm tired anyway so I will probably just be asleep. Thanks for not leaving me here alone. I'm sorry about leaving too.” she came and hugged me and I hugged her back, kissed her on her forehead then went to my room.
Hearing the loud music outside my house, I knew that August was here. His ass had no chill always blasting his music no matter what neighborhood he was in. Just a disrespectful lil nigga.
I called up to Em letting her know I was leaving as I was letting Amber into the house.
Walking out to August’s midnight blue Lexus UX 300h, that shit was fire and loud as hell.
Soon as I opened the car door, I could smell the kush he was smoking.
I got in and he passed me the blunt knowing that I needed it.
The drive to the bridge wasn't long at all.
“Yo, you remember that bop I met the last time we were at the club? I don't even remember her name, but we hooked up and I had to put that bitch out my hotel room,” he said with a look of disgust on his face.
“Nigga, what the fuck happen that you put her out?”
“That bitch had a big clit. That shit look like a baby dick and she wanted me to suck that shit. You know I don't play that shit at all. Fuck that, she had to go. I was afraid that she was going to get hard and grow when she got aroused.”
“Nigga, you a dumb ass, but I feel you on that shit. Not everyone gets that lick action. That's reserved for certain women.”
“Straight facts man. Coming at me like we on that shit. Then you got a big ass clit on top of that?! I ain’t even wanna slide in that shit. She had to go.”
“You a whole ass clown but I get it.”
“Nigga if you saw it, you would’ve just walked out. Real shit.”
I laughed and we talked shit the rest of the way.
It felt good to just kick it and not be restricted in conversation.
Having to hold my tongue about certain shit around Emerald made a lot of shit stay pent up and have me spazzing for nothing.
Coming out with my best friend was everything I needed tonight, and we hadn’t even gotten to the main reason for the outing.
We pulled up to the bridge, and there were all kinds of motorcycles and race cars lined up.
He found us a parking space that was clear just in case we had to make a quick escape.
As we got closer to the bridge, we saw a trio of women on these fly ass bikes, and they had on jackets that said Fire and Roses on them.
One side Ryda, Harli and what do you know, no other than Kruz. Now I was really intrigued.