A Trap King's Wife 1 (10 page)

              “Why am I here?”

              “We want to share de’ the blocks and corners,” He explained, and I laughed in his face.

              “Why do you think you are entitled to my blocks and corners? I made those blocks hot, not you weed smoking muthafuckas,” I spat, leaning on the car.

              “It’s enough money for all of us to eat, you feel me?” He sparked a blunt, and blew smoke in opposite direction from me.

              “Nah, I don’t. Stay the fuck away from my blocks, or I’ll intercept all those guns you got coming in Friday. You feel me?”

              I turned and got back in the car. John watched my back, as he walked to his side. “I won’t hesitate to blow one of yall dreads off if I catch yall on one of my blocks!” He yelled and pointed his gun at each of their heads.

              When he got back in the car, we pulled off and I shook my head. “Up security on all the traps, and have shooters waiting on every block and corner,” I demanded.

              “I already sent that 411 out, when the sentence left his nasty ass mouth,” He confirmed.

              I reached my hand out, “That’s why you my nigga.” I took a sip of my drink, and text Tiara to make sure she made it home. “Rob, take me to the crib first,” I said.

              “No problem, Boss,” He said, and we headed to my crib.

I woke up the next morning with a headache and nauseous feeling in my stomach. I didn’t have to vomit, but it felt pretty damn close. I looked over to my right, and Jared laid sleeping so peacefully. I didn’t want to disturb him, so I silently went to the front of the house to smoke my cigarette and drink my morning coffee. Yeah it was fucked up to be fucking my sister’s man’s brother, but he had good dick and we had been doing this for over a year. I ran into him at the club, and long story short we ended up fucking. He would take me on little trips to Miami with Keyshawn. In a weird way, it was like we were a little family. If I was pregnant, I knew it wasn’t going to be Jared’s. We used protection each time, and I stayed popping a plan b when I finished with him. The only time I’m not this time was because I had a strong sense I was pregnant.

I shuffled my ass to the kitchen to make breakfast before leaving to pick Keyshawn up. I didn’t know what time Jaeshawn was coming, but I wanted Jared dressed and out of here before he showed up. I made some frozen waffles, cheese eggs and sausages. I poured some orange juice in a glass and bought it to him, with his blunt freshly rolled.

“Jared, wake up,” I nudged him. One eye shot opened and then the next. He looked at me real evil, as he got up.

“Fuck you want, gyal?” He said in his deep accent. I always loved his accent and his rough nature, but damn a girl liked to be catered to, and treated like a woman. He was always so cold.

“I made you breakfast. My baby daddy is coming, so you need to dip,” I informed him.

“I don’t give a fuck. I’ll leave when I’m ready. Where’s the salt fish?” He questioned, looking at my food like it was disgusting.

“I didn’t cook salt fish, and its morning time. Come on and let’s go,” I hurried him up.

My house phone was ringing so I went to retrieve it. It was Jaeshawn, so I stepped in the hallway. I didn’t want him to hear loud mouth Rasta in the room.

“Hey,” I greeted warmly, I needed Jaeshawn to stop playing games, and make me his woman. I wanted to be a family bad.

“What’s good? Bring Keyshawn to my crib, bring some ginger ale too,” He said.

“You alright? You want me to come to your house?”

“That’s what I said. I’ll see you later,” He ended the call and I jumped up and down. Maybe last night sunk into his brain and he was ready to be a family.

I marched in the house and went straight to the room. Jared was still sleep, but his phone was ringing off the hook. I answered it, but whoever it was ended the call.

“Somebody called your phone,” I announced.

“Probably de’ wifey,” He nonchalantly replied, still under the covers.

“You gotta girl, and didn’t tell me.”

“Would it have made de’ difference?” He smartly remarked.

“Um, yes, you wouldn’t be laying in my shit right now. What the fuck are you hiding her? Probably got her in some nice ass estate in Jersey.” I dreamed loudly. That was my dream.

“No, she where she at. nun ya’ problem,” He waved me off.

“Well lock up when you leave. I’m going out for today, don’t know if I’ll be back tonight.”

“I won’t be here anyway. Have fun.” He called behind me, as I went to shower.

                                                        ______

The door man opened the door for me, as I struggled with grocery bags, Keyshawn and my personal items. He helped me to the elevator and stepped on to take me to Jaeshawn’s apartment. He pressed a button that was labeled ‘P’ and put his key in the button. The elevator took us up, as we watched the streets of Manhattan. I was so amazed, and apparently Keyshawn was too. He kept pointing and making little baby talk. When we reached the top floor it opened up to a condo with water fountains on both side, floor to ceiling windows, a white living room set and a full chef kitchen. The dining area could seat at least thirty people. Last time I was here, all of this stuff wasn’t put in yet.

The doorman put the stuff on the kitchen counter and left, taking the elevator with him. I put Keyshawn down and took my shoes off, making myself more comfortable. I started unpacking everything and making my way around the kitchen. I was thinking more of estate in Jersey or long island, but I could get used to this too. It wasn’t too far from my favorite shopping district— fifth avenue.

“Hey daddy’s gee, what you doing messing with that?” He scooped up Keyshawn, and sat him on the granite countertop.  “Mommy done made herself at home and shit,” He smiled, and kissed me on the cheek. My heart fluttered.

“I sure did, this kitchen is hot. I’ll making some dinner for us. Find something for us to watch.” He nodded his head and turned on the huge TV. “Matter fact, put the housewives on. I can watch it while I’m cooking.”

He did as I said and grabbed Keyshawn’s hand. “Let’s go play in the pool. Daddy can use a lap.”

I smiled as I put the meat loaf in the oven and the red potatoes on the stove. I knew it had a pool, call it lucky guess or the fact that he was in my bed talking with contractors about it. I slipped down the hall looking for a bathroom. When I found one, I put on a two piece and wrapped my hair up. I found my way upstairs to the pool and dropped my towel.

“Damn, Kay, you been working out?” he drooled, looking at my curves. Yeah, I still had a belly, but with all the stressing he had me doing, the weight was pouring off me.

“Something like that. Come on Key-Key, let’s get in the pool.” I grabbed my baby and showered him with kisses. I did all the things I saw that Jaeshawn liked. He loved when I was attentive to our son, and when I cooked and didn’t nag. I was going to do all those things.

I got in the pool and started playing around with Keyshawn. He was laughing and having a ball. Jaeshawn got in right behind us and dunked me in the water, while Keyshawn laughed hysterically. I was pissed about my weave, but I wasn’t going to let it show. I had that good Malaysian, so this shit was about to curl up and look like my own.

“Oh, Key-Key, that’s funny?” I playfully splashed him, and turned to Jaeshawn.

I jumped on his back, and he started turning all over to get me off. Somehow he turned and I ended up in front of him. I reached and kissed him, surprisingly he kissed me back and we were making out in the middle of the pool, while Keyshawn was in his baby floating device. I felt his dick on my pussy and I wanted to feel it inside of me. While he held me up, I shimmed out my bottoms and wrapped my legs around him. He was like my teddy bear, and I really loved him. So, you can imagine how this was making me feel.

“Damn, shit, I wanna’ feel you, daddy,” I cooed, and he smirked. He released his dick and walked to the stairs. He laid me down on the stairs and entered me. “Yes, baby, fuck me, baby.”

“Shit, this pussy feel too good, damn Kay, what you doing to me,” He moaned as he fucked me. He held onto my thick waist and pulled me onto his dick harder and harder. He picked me back up and I started moving up and down on him and sucking on his neck, leaving hickies. Any bitch had to know this was my nigga now.

I felt his grip on my ass tighten up, and release his seed inside of me. I knew for sure, If I wasn’t before, I was now. I kissed his lips and surprisingly he returned it.

“You got my legs all weak and shit,” I smiled, feeling shy all of a sudden.

“Look at this little nigga.” He pointed to Keyshawn who was falling asleep. He took him out and handed him to me.

“Can we hit the mall up, Jae? I saw some stuff I wanted to get,” I begged. I needed to get some clothes and shoes for the spring on his dime.

“Yeah, get him dressed and we’ll go,” He agreed, but I could tell it was something he didn’t want to do. I ignored him and went to go get Keyshawn dressed. I was going to take advantage of being out as a family.

              Jared dragged himself through the door smelling of dove and peaches and cream. It wasn’t hard to tell that he was with a women. Since meeting John, It didn’t bother as much as it once did. I was taking my anxiety pills less, and life was moving on for me. I took his breakfast out the microwave, even though it was lunch. I made his favorite, and only breakfast. Salt fish, grits eggs and prune juice. That mixture alone fucked him up every morning, but he claimed it was colon cleaner and he was going to live long and avoid cancer because of it. In my opinion, whatever that was going to help him live longer was the devil to me.

              “Why I’m hearing you in de’ club talking other men?”

              “I was in the club, but I wasn’t talking to anyone. Tiara wanted me to hang with her, she’s been going through a lot,” I lied, praying he would fall for my swindle.

              “See you lucky to have a man on the outside fucking with you.” He said, like he was god’s best thing to earth.

              “Hmph, aint that right,” I sarcastically stated. “I’m going over to Tiara’s house. Your clothes for your trip tonight is already packed. I’ll probably stay the night. Cool?”

              “Long as de’ shit is together around here.” He shoved a spoon full of the salt fish I dropped on the back yard’s floor in his mouth.

              “Everything is together. I appreciate you letting me get out more,” I said, to sucker up to him more.

              “Yeah, don’t be trynna’ take out of town trips. Local is as far as you goin’,” He ate the eggs I purposely left out all night.

              “I won’t.” I smiled and went to grab my bag for Tiara’s house.

Soon as I stepped off my stoop, I called John. He had been calling me since Jared stepped in the door. I smiled at how he always answered my calls.

“Good afternoon, Habibi,” He sang into the phone. My smile was as bright as the sun.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Habu,” I poked fun at his last name.

“Ah, you calling a man’s government over the phone. What are you doing beautiful?” I switched down the block, feeling like a teenage school girl.

“On my way to Tiara’s place. She went to visit her ex, but I have the key and I’m going to have some alone time for a while.” I walked onto Tiara’s block.

“Alone time, huh? Can I be alone with you?” He flirted.

“It wouldn’t be alone time now would it?”

“Yeah for us.”

“I guess so,” I giggled.

I entered the building and went up three flights of stairs and unlocked the apartment. “I want to take you out, again. Will you let that happen? Or will you have problems with this situation you have?” He said, speaking about Jared.

“My situation is going on another business trip, so I’m free. When do you want to take me out?” I jumped around quietly, excited.

“Today, I’ll have a car come and pick you up now, and I’ll see you in a bit, habibi”

“It’s afternoon, you said a date,” I was confused.

“Ma’ I don’t only do night dates. As beautiful you are, I want to show you off in the day too. I’ll see you soon,” He chuckled and I smiled.

“Okay, I’ll be ready. Let me get dressed.

“I’ll be waiting,” He sang, and ended the call.

              I ran into Tiara’s room and emptied my bag onto her bed. I picked a pair of white ripped boyfriend jeans, plaid button up shirt, and a pair of nude heels. I put some loose curls in my hair, and fingered my hand through them. I finished my outfit off with a nice necklace, and bracelet. I spritzed some perfume on and was ready for John. He called me and told me to come downstairs. I grabbed my nude clutch and headed downstairs. I loved spending time with John and hanging with him. He was something I never experienced before with, Jared. He wanted to take me out, show me off and give me the world on a platter. Roberto, the driver opened the door and I got inside. John was smiling and handed me a champagne flute.

              “Every time I see you, you look even more beautiful than the last time,” He complimented, and I was blushing.

              “Thank you, you don’t look too bad yourself,” I giggled.

              John had a body of a Greek god, you could tell from the shirts that clung to his wash board abs that he worked out like it was his religion. I never dated an Arabic man, but this man was beyond fine as hell, his amber colored eyes set his tannish complexion off. His silky braids hung to the back, under his snapback. I could tell from the frizz, he had fine pretty hair. He had somewhat of a big and pointy nose, but it went well with his facial structure.

              “I appreciate a woman that can take and give a compliment. Are you ready to hang with me today?”

              “I’m here, right?”

              I looked at him and smiled. I noticed he was a little sweaty and he had basketball shorts and a tank top. I was so busy admiring his fine ass, that I didn’t even notice his attire. “Cool, we’re stopping by my place, and then I want to take you somewhere special. You scared of planes?”

              My heart dropped, because Jared just had mentioned not to go far. However, I was tired of doing shit Jared’s way.

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              The fact that we were stepping off the plane in Miami had me freaking out. This man literally flew me to another state for dinner. I couldn’t stop the smile that was spreading across my face. I held his hand, as we got into the awaiting Bentley and were taking away from the private air strip. I could tell he had money, but it wasn’t nothing compared to what I was used it. I considered Jared paid, but that was because we had a house, car and I never was starving. However, John had an array of cars, planes and money at his fingertips.

              “What you thinking?” He flipped his hat to the back and looked at me.

              “This is crazy, we’re in another state just for dinner,” I smiled, looking at the palm trees and beautiful weather.

              “What’s so crazy about that?”

              “John, we’re in another state just for dinner. Some people, come to another state for vacation, not to eat.”

              “We’re not only going to dinner though, I want to show you around my town,” He smirked, and rubbed my thighs.

              “Your town? I thought you were from Dubai?”

              “I am, born and raised, but when I left there, I settled in Miami, Florida. This is my home away from home,” He clarified.

              I checked my phone and saw I had twenty missed calls, thirteen voicemails and two text messages. They were all from Jared’s crazy ass. He sure knew how to ruin a moment.

Where you at?

I saw your ass get into that car in front Tiara’s building. I’m fucking you up when I get back from this trip.

I guess John saw the worried look on my face, because he grabbed my phone and read the text messages. He didn’t say anything; all he did was nod his head. What could he say?

“Why do you stay, Maddie?” He looked at me, and held my hand.

I sighed and looked down. “Honestly, I have no clue. Jared has been there for me, since I don’t know when. It sounds stupid, but it feels like I’m stuck.”

“You not stuck, you’re free to go and you already know that. What you waiting on? For that nigga to put your head through the wall?”

I wiped the tears that fell from my cheeks. I could tell John was getting upset, and I didn’t want to continue to this conversation. “John, this is my business, and I don’t want to talk about it or be judged.”

“Ight, say no more. I have no more to say,” He said, and looked out the window.

Great! Now something that was supposed to be a happy time, turned into something that made both us get heated. I looked out the window with tears coming down my cheeks. How many people were going to tell me to leave Jared? When was I going to listen? I watched as the car entered a gated community, and rode down blocks and blocks of houses, until it pulled into gates of a modern mansion. The house was colored grey and black, and it had different foreign cars parked outside, freshly manicured lawns, and beautiful flowers were planted perfectly. Soon as the car stopped, he stepped out and closed the door behind him.

Did he just leave me in the car? I was so used to him treating me like a queen, and now he was leaving me like a servant. His driver opened the door, and I walked up the marble stairs to the glass double doors. I walked into the house, and looked around for John. I didn’t want to go snooping in his house, so I found the kitchen, made me a drink and went to the backyard. The backyard reminded me of a resort, with the pools, Jacuzzi and a stone water slide. It had a little cave that a waterfall was covering. I sat at the marble table and kicked my feet up. I could definitely get used to this.

“I apologize for getting pissed with you,” I heard his voice behind me.

“You’re allowed to have feelings. I apologize for speaking about my situation, and getting upset when you have an opinion.”

“Nah, It aint my place to have an opinion. When you are ready to leave him, you will.” He sat down beside me, and took my drink.

“I am ready, I just don’t want any drama to come with it,” I admitted.

He chugged my drink and looked at me, his light eyes so soft. “Aint no static coming your way. If I’m willing to take you from him, I’m willing to deal with whatever comes my way,” He leaned over and kissed my lips. Surprisingly I returned the kiss.

“I don’t want to bring you any unwanted attention.”

“Ma’ stop worrying about me, and worry bout’ yourself. I’m gonna be good, and you will be too, soon as you stop fucking with squares,” His cocky ass stated.

Ugh, why was he so damn fine and right? I had to stop fucking around with Jared and get myself right. “I hear you,” I sighed.

“Nah I don’t think you do. I’m talking about making you my wife. I aint with that girl shit, I want a wife, and wife who understands my life.” he seriously stated.

My heart skipped a beat as I listened to the last statement roll off his tongue. “I do, and that will happen soon.”

“I know it will, I’m bout’ to show you how serious I am.”

“I bet.”