Chapter 24
Faheem Banks
A Few Nights Later
I was finna kill this bitch with my bare mutha fucking hands.
This was it, the day I showed Juniper who she was really fucking with.
She really took me as a bitch made nigga.
This bitch was tryna handle me like a pussy.
She was really trying to pull my ho card, but I had something for her.
The bitch wanted to play with fire, I was finna be the fucking flame that burned the skin of her hot ass coochie.
I ain’t even mean to call her out her name ‘cause I knew my Juni wasn't a bitch, and I wouldn’t disrespect her like that to her face, but she had a nigga hot. She might have not been a bitch, but her ass was acting like one. A nigga didn’t care how the fuck Juniper was feeling for her to be sneaking and geeking with another nigga as if she didn’t have a nigga, knowing I had no problems ending nan nigga’s life when it came to her.
Why she wanted to play with mutha fuckas’ lives was beyond me.
Shit, all she had to do was take how she was feeling out on me.
I could have dealt with that shit. Tear my shit up, fuck my car up, bust some windows out.
I would have ate all that shit like a G ‘cause I knew my baby was hurting. I didn’t miss the cracks in her voice.
Finding out about Mixie carrying my seed hurt her, but it didn’t give her the fucking right to go fuck with the next nigga.
Not when she had my fucking heart under lock and key.
Bitch needed to let my shit go if she wanted to be for the streets.
A nigga was really losing his mutha fucking mind behind Juniper.
Her dumb ass quit answering my calls, blocked my number, and all.
My ass was in that hospital seeing stars and shit.
It took everything in me not to leave Mixie in that hospital alone.
I swear if it wasn’t for my seed, a nigga would have been on Juniper’s ass.
But I had to let the shit ride out for a couple days until everything was good with Mixie and my seed.
She was still in the hospital, but her and the baby’s vitals had been more stable over the last couple days.
It was a battle staying in the hospital with Mixie when I kept dreaming of choking Juniper's ass out.
Now that my seed was doing better, I felt comfortable leaving out, especially since Mixie was set to be discharged the next morning.
While she slept, I made it my mission to pull up on Juniper.
The problem was I had no clue where the fuck she was.
I went past my condo, her room was untouched.
Frankee claimed Juniper left out and hadn’t been back.
I called bullshit though; Frankee couldn’t look me in the eyes, which meant she was lying to me.
She might hadn’t known Juniper’s exact location, but she’d talked to her lying, sneaky ass.
I left peacefully ‘cause one thing for sure, I knew Juniper would show up at Frankee’s house before mine.
For the last three or four hours, I’d been sitting in the parking lot in front of Frankee’s town house waiting.
My gut was telling me Juniper was gonna be here, so I wasn’t leaving until I laid eyes on her hot pussy ass.
All the hot shit she was talking on the phone, I wanted her to say it to my fucking face.
I prayed she had that bitch ass nigga she was on the phone with.
It wasn’t finna be no talking, I was killing that nigga solely off the strength of him thinking he could fuck with my Juni.
If niggas didn’t know Juniper was off limits, they was gonna learn after I was done with that ho' ass nigga.
Seeing a figure walk up the three stairs that led to Frankee’s townhouse, I sat up to get a better look.
Like I knew it was Juniper. She knocked on the door nervously looking around as she waited for Frankee to answer the door.
My fist clinched the steering wheel seeing the little ass pink dress she was wearing.
The bitch had to be smoking dope if she thought coming in the house at four in the morning dressed like a ho was the move.
I sent Gee a message telling him to be ready to bail a nigga out.
Everything in me felt like this was the night I was going to jail, and I didn’t give a fuck either.
A nigga was finna show his natural black ass.
Grabbing my strap, I got out my slider, slamming the door shut.
Without a care in the world, I walked towards Frankee’s door.
“This what the fuck we doin’?” I asked Juniper calmly. She jumped at the sound of my voice. Turning around, her eyes were wide and hand on her chest.
”Shit, Faheem, you scarred the fuck out of me. Damn.”
“Fuck all that, answer me.” I wasn’t here for all the small talk shit. Juniper wanted a war with a nigga, and I was here to bring it to her ass.
“What the fuck are you talking about?” Juniper snapped, letting her attitude come forward.
“B- Juniper, don’t play with me. You know what the fuck I’m talkin’ about. Where that nigga you was on the phone with? Huh? I never took yo ass as a ho'. Two different niggas back to back? That’s the shit you on?”
My fucking chest constricted thinking about Juniper fucking with another nigga. Her giving my pussy away would never sit right with me. I felt like I was about to have a got damn heart attack just thinking about the foul shit she was probably doing to a nigga.
“Nigga, worry about yo bitch, not me. This shit between us is only business.” Juniper tried to flex on me.
“You is my mutha fuckin’ bitch. The fuck, you got my last mutha fuckin’ name!
” I yelled at her ass, losing my fucking cool.
I bopped up the few steps closing the small distance between us I got in Juniper’s face.
“I put money in yo pockets, feed you, listen to you, fuck you, nut in that pussy, and eat that shit til you can’t walk straight.
Tell me how the fuck you ain’t my bitch? ”
“Fuck that last name, take that shit back, nigga. Matter of fact, give it to the bitch that’s carrying yo fucking demon seed in her rotten ass pussy.” Juniper turned up on a nigga, throwing her hands in my face.
“Bitch, keep speakin’ on my seed, I’ma knock you the fuck out Juniper. I be letting you make it ,’cause I know you hurt, but that shit gettin’ old,” I said, yanking her ass to me by the front of her dress.
“Nigga, fuck you!” she yelled, trying to pull from me. “Leave me the fuck be. How I’m a ho', but you sitting outside waiting on me on some stalker shit. Now I need to watch what I say. A bad bitch like me can never be hurt over a square nigga or his bitch.”
”Juni, fuck all that shit. It ain’t got shit to do with shit. Where the fuck you coming from?” I lifted Juni off the ground, bringing her eye level with me, her feet dangling.
Juni was tryna fuck with a nigga’s head and distract a nigga to what was really going the fuck on. She was on some ho shit, and I wasn’t letting this shit slide.
“Ou-”
“Girl, get in here before my crazy ass brother fucks you up,” Frankee snickered, opening her front door.
She looked like a deer in headlights when she laid eyes on me.
“Heyyy.” Frankee changed her tune. “Faheem, let her go!” Her eyes went wide, and she immediately pulled at my arm.
The only reason I put Juni down was because I didn’t want to drop her.
“Yeah, aight. I see how you movin’.” I nodded my head at Frankee. She was on fuck shit with her stanking ass friend.
“Now, Faheem… don’t start. I was trying to keep down the confusion.” Frankee tried to explain herself, but I wasn’t stuntin’ what she was talking about. My focus was on Juniper.
The more I looked at her sneaky ass, the more I wanted to fuck her up.
Her dress kept getting shorter and shorter and tighter and tighter, accenting her frame that seemed to be thicker than before.
Hips, spread wider than normal. Ass plumper holding the hem of her dress higher.
The cuffs of her ass played peek-a-boo with my eyes.
“He out here tripping when he got a whole baby on the fucking way. Delusional ass nigga.” Juniper’s messy ass told my business.
I hadn’t gotten around to telling my family about the baby because I didn’t want to get everyone all excited like last time. I had to make sure everything was good with the baby before I told my family.
“Nigga, I know you aren’t having a baby and didn’t say nothing to nobody,” Frankee said with buck eyes.
“We’ll talk about that later,” I told Frankee then grabbed Juniper’s elbow. “Come talk with me in my car.”
“I’m good. I won’t be here long, my ride is coming back to get me.” Juniper tried to shrug me off, but her slick ass mouth was finna get her fucked up.
“The only ride you gettin’ in is mine. Try me, Juniper,” I told her menacingly, meaning every word I said.
“Faheem, please, you got a family. I don’t want any parts of that.”
“My family ain’t complete without you.” I tried to be level headed to see if that would bring out a different reaction from her.
Juniper busted out laughing at a nigga. “Boooy…Fuck outta here. My new nigga got me. I ain’t playing step mama to nobody’s kids.”
“Come talk to me,” I gritted out through clenched teeth trying to hold my anger back.
“Go talk to ya ho ass baby mama, nigga. I might let my new nigga get me pregnant so our kids can be besties,” Juniepr snickered, and I lost my shit.
I scooped her off her feet, then threw her over my shoulder ignoring her scream.
Fuck what she was talking about, Juniper had the game fucked up thinking what I was saying was an option.
She knew just like I did she ain’t have no other option but to talk to a nigga.
Her ass wasn’t stupid enough to have another nigga pull up to pick her in front of me.
“Put me down, Faheem!” Juniper screamed at the top of her lungs.
“Shut the fuck up,” I growled at her.