Halo
“Are you here for the groom or the bride?” The host asked me when I walked inside the wedding chapel.
“The groom. I’m his former frat brother.” I signed the guess book with the name Johnthan King.
I took my midnight black Prada shades off and put them in the front pocket of my matching color suit. The hostesses was a woman whose eyes begged me to drag her to the coat closet. I smiled at her and held the white box with the sparkle ribbon on it in my hands.
“Welcome Mr. King, the present room is down the hall to the right. If there is anything else you need, please do not hesitate to track me down. My name is Jenna.”
“I’ll keep that in mind Jenna.” I gave her a final smile then walked down the hall.
I was supposed to go past the present room and into the groom’s dressing room.
But Jenna and her big lips gave me a better idea.
I went into the chapel’s main room and sat down in the last row on the groom’s side.
This was a massively big wedding. You could smell the money that both came from good wealth.
The ceremony was close to starting and I snuck back out the doors. I saw the hostesses closing the guest book and I tapped her shoulder from behind.
“Jenna, show me again where the gift room is.”
The mischievous grin on her face told me that she knew exactly the type of time I was on.
“Right the way, Mr. King.”
I followed behind her, the long dress she had on buttoned down the middle and it shaped her figure. She was a little smaller than I liked but her ass was round. Those big lips and clear caramel skin are what made me change my plans. We got to the gift room and she closed the door.
Jenna got on her knees after I told her to show me how good those lips feel. My back was against the door, and I watched her undo my dress belt. In seconds she had my big dick in her hands and was sucking it.
I grabbed her two ponytails she had and fucked her throat. That gagging nose was loud, her eyes watered badly but I wasn’t letting up. My head bead pushed on the door and I closed my eyes. I knew her big ass lips could do damage. I was about to cum when I moved her off me.
“Open that mouth.” I demanded.
Jenna did what I said, I stroked my dick for a few seconds then shot all my cum in her mouth. Jenna swallowed it then shocked me when she took me back in her mouth. She sucked the rest of me until I was empty. Had me jerking against the door and gripping the knob.
“Damn woman, you a beast wit ‘it.” I praised her then took her hand in mine so she could stand up.
I fixed my pants and she wiped the corners of her mouth with a satisfied smile.
“I knew when I saw you what I wanted to do. That’s just the beginning, Mr. King. I must get back to work before my boss comes to look for me.”
I took my phone out, “Give me your number. When I hit you up be ready for me to scoop you.”
She hurried up and punched her number in.
Then we both slipped out of the room. That was good timing for me because she left down the opposite end of the hall.
I made it appear to go back to the chapel’s room.
Instead, I turned to the left, put my black leather gloves on.
And went into the groom’s dressing room.
“I’m on my way out now dad.” The groom said with his back to me. He must have thought I was his dad coming to get him.
I watched him put his tuxedo jacket on. While he did, I opened the gift box I had and took the nice size syringe out. Very quickly I jammed it into the side of his neck, and he went down like a drunken horse.
I grabbed the knife in my pocket, opened his eyes, and cut both out. I placed them in the cloth, folded the cloth neatly and placed it in the box along with my gloves. After I closed the box, I stood up and left the room. The cold afternoon air smacked me in the face when I made it outside.
“What the hell took you so long?” Greek inquired when I got inside the van.
“Some lady lips fell on my dick. Took me some time to get’em off.”
Golden was in the front seat laughing. Greek looked behind me when he started the van up.
“Brother I’ma kick yo’ ass. And don’t you have a girl?”
I shrugged then said, “And she ain’t here. Plus, I got the job done, got the eyes and we each got forty-grand.”
Greek drove off and we had one more delivery to make then the hit would be complete.
“You coming to the strip club with us tonight?” Golden asked me.
“The fuck are you keeping tabs on me for. If you see me there then you’ll have your answer.” I responded as I texted, I swiftly looked up at him from my phone.
He had his nose turned up, “I can’t ask you a simple ass question without you trippin.’ You cool?”
“Yo’ Greek, can you swing by the post office I got to check my PO BOX.”
He told me that it was cool then he turned the radio up some. He did that to kill any possibility of me and Golden arguing. Our relationship has changed in the last three years. He’s my brother, the second to our triplet bond. But there was tension between us, and it would always be there.
Golden was hot headed and sometimes we would go at it harshly when I talked to him the way I just did.
Then there were times, like now, when he would let it go.
Golden never said it out loud but I knew it was because of some slight guilt.
In never gave a shit to even bring it up.
All I knew for sure is I did not bother with him as much as I did Greek.
“That new bartender will be there tonight. Been tryna crack her for a little minute.” Golden was talking to Greek.
“Which one you on? Soleil or Quia?”
Golden rubbed his hands together and replied, “Quia thick booty havin’ ass. I’m having them cheeks clap on me by the end of the night!”
As him and Golden joked about that I focused on my phone until Greek mentioned that Blake was coming with Siren. I continued doing what I was doing so they would not see the hope in my eyes. Even though I knew she would not be with my cousin and Siren.
I still help my breath anytime something comes up that puts me in remembrance of Story.
I missed my boo so much that sometimes I did not recognize my own self.
I’d look in the mirror and my reflection looked like a stranger.
Who I truly was left when she broke up with me.
It was chaotic for her family and mine because I would not accept that it was over.
Who knew that I would turn into a stalker, that I’d become obsessed and wouldn’t take no for an answer. Story stood ten toes down and did not give me the same air she even breathed. I wanted to go on a killing spree starting with Hendrix, Siren, and Regan.
It sounds insane but so fucking what. They were the main ones who were in my way. Then my brothers were added to the list. To witness firsthand how tore up I was and for them to not side with me on getting her back.
I went into a rage conspired just how I was about to kill everybody. Kidnap Story and make us disappear, I had no idea thoughts like that could exist in my head. I had to get a grip and remember the life I wanted with Story would be hard to live if I force it on her.
If I murdered everyone we loved and it was just us. I had to let her go and although that killed me, it had to be done. Story was not coming back, she blocked me on everything, I couldn’t even email her.
Blake told me that Story moved, she even got a new car.
I could have tracked her down the resources were in my hand.
But it wasn’t healthy for my sanity to know where she lived.
I wouldn’t be able to take it before I showed up on her doorstep.
Shit, as gone as I was, I would have slept in the back seat of her car.
As tough as it was, I had to force myself to put her and the relationship behind me. I told myself that multiple times a day. It became like meditation for me to stay sane. My family needed to see that I was fine.
That I still did not live my days longing for Story and hoping that she’d appear in my life willingly. They did not need to know that I was a volcano who could erupt at any time.
**
Back End by Finesse2Tymes song was loud, all the niggas in the club were rapping along to the lyrics. It was a packed house tonight and every bad bitch in the city was out tonight. Me and my brothers had a section perusal, and we only allowed women in it.
I bobbed my head as I poured some Don Julio brown in my cup. I had eaten a few gummies, so my buzz was crazy right now. My phone went off in my pocket. When I took it out and saw who was calling me. I put it right back in my pocket. Nagging and shouting screaming wasn’t in my plans tonight.
“Can I dance for you?” This girl with long braids and some hot legs asked me.
I sat back in the chair and took out two stacks. She got excited and started dancing. I tucked some money in the strap that was around her thigh. The girl’s leg went across my lap and her big booty twerked in my lap. Then she leaned back against my chest, and her lips were to my ear.
“I’ve seen you a lot in here with your brothers.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yup. It’s hard to get to you because these other dancers pounced on y’all. But it’s finally my turn.”
I pulled the string on the back of her top. It fell and her big titties were free. “You tryna see what that dick hitttin’ on?”
She almost came on my lap at that question. “Yes Halo, I’ve been wanting to fuck you for a while.”
“I’ll tell you what. Keep it on reserve for me if I want it tonight then I’ll holla at’chu.” I let her know then gave her some more money.
The money made her happy, but I knew she wanted me to dip out with her now. But I had my eyes set elsewhere. After the stripper left to go make more money. I saw that Greek was getting a dance and Golden was going to the private room with two dancers. I got up and went to the bar.
“Let me guess, Alicia told you how bad she wants you to fuck her.” Quia came to my side of the bar and spoke. Her facial expression was funny to me. She was cute, brown skin slim-thick and a blonde ponytail.
“Why you seem mad because she on a nigga?”