Halo #2
Quia gave me a bottle of cold water that I asked for. “She is on plenty of niggas. Every shift so I hope you don’t feel special.”
“Only one woman can make me feel special.” I let her know then opened the water.
She looked stunned and put her hand on the back of her hips. The uniform left little to the imagination, but I wasn’t complaining.
“Then why aren’t you with her?”
“I cheated and she dumped my ass. Blocked me and moved.” Why was I as a strip club telling a bartender about my troubles was beyond me.
“Niggas ain’t shit. I swear y’all not. Why would you cheat on her?” Quia gave me a stank face.
I shrugged, “No reason, I just fucked up bad and now I haven’t been the same for three years. I think I’m dying.”
She burst out laughing but I was serious.
“You’re not dying Halo. You’re just in love. It’s sweet, I assumed you were like Greek and Golden. All y’all have a list a mile long of women you’ve slept with and dipped. I think Golden’s in the lead and he’s trying to have me next.”
Now that was funny to me because she was right.
“He fa’sho is. But I’m the one who you gone give that pussy to.” I honestly told her.
Quia mouth fell open with a grin. “I don’t know where you got that from! But I am not having sex with you Halo!”
“Yeah, you are and it’ll be tonight in my ride. Wanna know how I know?”
She leaned closer to me against the bar, “Tell me.”
I got closer to her too. “Because it turns you on how stuck I am on my ex. You want me that stuck on you, it makes your pussy wet.”
When she licked her lips, I knew I had her.
“Have ya girl watch the bar and come outside with me real quick.”
Quia went and told the other two girls behind the bar that she would be back.
She untied the apron from around her and walked around to me.
I grabbed her hand and we made our way through the club.
It was cold outside, so I turned the heat on the we both got in the back seat.
As soon as we did, Quia took her small shorts off along with her panties.
I grabbed a Magnum from my pocket. Then I pulled my jeans and boxers down.
Her eyes glowed when she saw it. With her ass in the air, Quia started sucking my dick.
“Slob all on that fucking dick.” I was never respectful when I had gotten some head. I stayed making a woman gag, eyes water and fucked up her hair.
I did not care if they threw up. But they had better keep sucking until I was satisfied. It sounds sick but that’s how I rolled but nobody ever complained. I ripped the condom open then yanked her head off me. When it was on Quia straddled me from the back and came down on my dick.
“You are so big…oh my God.”
I pushed her forward so I could see her ass bounce.
“Make that pussy loud…yeah, like that.” I slapped her ass a few times.
That made her pussy fart loud repeatedly throughout my car. The windows fogged up as she bounced faster.
“Halo! You in there!?” I heard Greek’s voice.
Damn it, I forgot to let them know that I was stepping out. We had a rule about separating.
“I’m cool bro!” I alerted him then I squeezed both of her ass cheeks and started slamming her up and down on me.
I heard both my brothers cursing and annoyed by me. All I did was laugh then tune them out because I was about to cum.
“Oooooo! Oooooo! Oooooo shit.” She cried out and came.
I told her to grab me some napkins from the glove compartment. When she did, I took the condom off and bawled it up in it. We got our clothes together and she fixed her hair.
“I don’t know how I’m supposed to finish my shift after some dick like that. I wanna go home and sleep.”
Her joke made us both laugh and I opened the back door. I got out first then she followed. Quia looked bashful as she went back inside. Golden looked at her then at me with his eyes squinted.
“You a lams ass fuck head for that.”
I laughed and fixed my belt. “Never thought I’d see the day you get mad about a bitch.”
“This ain’t about that bitch and you know it. It’s about you doing that on purpose when you know that’s who I was crackin’.” He shoved me against my ride.
Greek stood between us, but I was not about to even react. I continued laughing at my brother.
“Why you mad! I’m just like you! All these years you’ve wanted me to be loose with my dick! Bro, you need to stop moving slow with these bitches. Be a man and stop letting pussy slip through your fingers.” I went on and mimicked the things Golden has told me since we were thirteen.
“All the teasing you did. The jokes you tossed my way. Now your baby brother is who you always wanted him to be.”
“Naw! I never wanted you this way----
“Bullshit! You think I never heard the excuses you tell people when I wouldn’t act like you and Greek! You think I ain’t hear y’all whispering, making me feel like a freak because I wasn’t like y’all.”
Golden laughed, “The whispering was because we thought you were a fag! No straight nigga acted the way you did.”
“Golden shut the fuck up!” Greek warned him.
“No! It needs to be said!” Then he looked at me.
“All we wanted was for you to be yourself. Whatever that was. But you continued to pull yourself back and not live your life. Let’s keep shit a bill…
this ain’t about yo’ dick. This about Story and how you fucked that up.
” He started laughing. “I told you not to settle down because it wouldn’t work.
It was your first and you didn’t know what the hell you were doing. Now, somebody else is handling----
I went through Greek and punched Golden in his jaw. That hit was loud and I blanked out. If Greek wasn’t there then I would still be on Golden.
“Cut this shit out!!” Greek yelled at us.
“If you weren’t my brother I swear I’d kill yo’ ass!!” I hollered at him.
Golden spit blood on the ground. “Fuck you! I did not make you stick your dick in Dallas! That was all on you!”
“But from the jump you filled my head with bullshit! You want me just a broken as you!”
Greek shoved me in my car and blocked me. “Take your ass home before I kill you my damn self then kill him. Try me.” He slammed my door then went to Golden.
I started my car and drove home laughing. I was done and I don’t mean because of the weed or Don Julio. My life felt like it was spiraling.
**
“I shouldn’t even allow you in.”
“If I leave then you don’t ever have to trip about me being around here again.”
Dallas rolled her eyes and moved out of the way so I could come inside of her condo. I wouldn’t necessarily call her my girl, but she did and I allowed her. It was something that did not bother me like many things now. I still did what ever I wanted with any woman I wanted to.
We started messing around last summer at a kickback. I had not seen or talked to her since I fucked her in my ride. That is when I assumed Story would not find out and when she did, I just knew I would keep her. I found a new dispensary to get my edibles from, and I ended the friendship between us.
At the kickback, Dallas was looking good, I’d accepted that Story was gone for good. So, I let Dallas pull me to the bathroom and I came down her throat. She jumped right back on my tip after and I did not stop her. Dallas was something to do like all other women I delt with.
“Where Aspen at?” I grabbed two Twix from the candy bowl she had on the table then I plopped down on the couch.
Dallas sat next to me. She had ruffle shorts on and a bra. Her curly hair was in a side ponytail with a big dumb looking swoop. I was high off some edibles, so it made me laugh a little when I looked at it.
“She’s at work, I’m off today. You would have known that if you answered when I called you last night. But I looked at your IG story, and you were at the strip club.”
“You stay on my story then get mad when you find what you are looking for. I ain’t come here to argue. I came because you’ll keep blowing my phone down and that shit a mood killer. Wanna go get something to eat?” My munchies were kicking in and since I know Dallas doesn’t cook, I wanted to go eat.
“Can we come back here after we eat?” She asked.
“Fa’sho.” I answered.
All that meant was she wanted me to bend her over and I was fine with that.
Our so-called relationship was based off eating, fucking and her bitching at me about acting funny.
Then we would do it all over again when I decided to come around.
Dallas was easy to please and felt her position in my life had an important title.
**
“Sup mama, sup dad. My fault for not coming last month, work had me tied up. I bought you flowers, mama. Dad, I bought you a Detroit Lions mug. You would be proud of them this season. Not sure I can say the same about you being proud of me.” I stretched my legs out and looked down at my grey Mauri boots.
“Almost twenty-two and I feel like I am fifty and wasting time. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. One minute I woke up feeling on top of the world. Young, money out the ass, good-looking and healthy.
Then in fifteen minutes I’ll feel like shit and empty. I know y’all see the beef between me and Golden. It’s big and don’t seem to be getting squashed no time soon. Then there is Story, I am all twisted over her and do not know how to tangle myself free.
Do you know what would have been nice? If y’all would have looked out and sent her back to me. I know I made a huge mistake but damn. I don’t even get a chance to fix it. She is just gone?” I asked those questions aloud like they would answer me.
My emotions started to spill out, and I wiped my eyes before tears could fall.
Then I changed the subject and talked about sports.
I then talked about my plans to go look at the construction for me for my therapist office.
I ended up staying with my parents for two hours.
I left there and the sun was going down.
I could not wait for springtime because it would not get dark so early. I got inside my ride, turned the heat on low and drove off. The salt trucks finally did their job and made sure the roads were not slippery.