Short Stories By Shaun Danique

26/07/2022

The Flood gates- Confessions of a preacher’s kid
Chapter 1 – Faith
Every Sunday morning, it was our usual routine that mom would flip through the house blasting gospel; to wake my sister Hope and I up. It was an absolutely a must that we were up and on our feet, well on our knees first, to give praise and thanks to God. But next in line was ensuring that we were ready in our best dressed Sunday clothes, so we could await in the pews at Sunflower Baptist church for our dad “ Pastor Simon Starks to prepare the morning sermon.

“ Faith and Hope, ya’ll better hurry and get downstairs, don’t make me come up there”
Mother yelled to us from beneath the stairs, daddy was probably already at the church getting ready for his faithful members to arrive. Momma and daddy had been married twenty years, Hope was 13 and I was 16. And I’m sure they been saved their whole lives.
We were the epitome of what Black excellence looked like. Daddy was a pastor and mentor for young adults and couples, and was a detective for Houston Pd during the week. Our mom aka “ First Lady Charece is a nurse at the federal prison. So to most we appeared well off, we went to a private school in Katy. Life was great or at least for now things appeared to be.
“ Hope, u better hurry up and get yo clothes on, because momma gonna beat us if we don’t beat her to the car”
I warned my sister, as she tossed on her yellow silk dress with ruffles tipped around the edges, along with her white stockings and little white shoes strapped across the front.
“ oh girl, I’m going as fast as I can don’t rush me”
Hope replied to me. I smiled at her as I flew down the spiral staircase, trying not to trip in my two inch heels; that I was ever so happy to be in after begging and pleading with momma and daddy to let me wear.
I was dressed in my soft pink dress, atop with my white heels. I was finally getting enough curves, for my dress to make the perfect fit, not much b***s yet but I was definitely content with the way things were looking. I made it down the stairs without error, I called out for momma but got no response in return.
I went and p*ered through the window, and I could see that momma had in fact beaten us to the car. Not but moments after, Hope came flying down the stairs. We in unison burst through the door like a bolt of lightning, joining momma in the car.
“ Well it took you two long enough”
Momma sneered, she put the car In drive and sped off. Within moments, we pulled into Sunflower not long before the crowd in the parking lot began to thicken. We quickly took our places at the front of the pews. The church filled up quickly, dad took to the pool pit and church began. After 3 hours of church service, praise and worship, altar call, tithes , finally church let out.
“ Loved that sermon today pastah, you really preached a word; it’s true what you said Obedience is truly what God is asking from his children”
Said, Sister Jenkins. An older lady who made sure to be in attendance every Sunday. She was also one of the deaconess in the church. Sweet lady but stern.
“ Well, well sister God just uses me to deliver His word, but I’m glad you enjoyed the sermon”
Daddy said, as he leaned in to give Ms. Jenkins a hug. Hope and I began to leave out so that we could head back home with momma. But instead we noticed momma approaching us. Once she reached us, she told us she was staying over to teach the women’s Bible retreat, and that we would be riding home with daddy.
After we got home, I rushed to take another shower because I was hot and sweaty in church and those handheld church fans wasn’t cutting it. Hope ran to her room and daddy headed to his office to conduct more church business I was sure. The shower was speaking to my soul, like God was speaking through those who shouted all over the church during praise and worship.
Once I got out, I ran to Hope’s room. As I got closer to her room, I started to hear muffled noises. I busted in the room, from panic to see daddy with his hand over Hope’s mouth as he was mounted on top of her. I couldn’t believe my eyes, as I ran to her rescue.
Snatching and hitting him, screaming and yelling “ daddy get off of her” he quickly swatted me off of him. Briefly he got off of Hope. I could see tears flowing down her face, I thought I had saved her as daddy had gotten up and headed towards the door to lock it. In that moment, that I was doomed too. As he locked the door, he came towards me slapped me, and scolded me for interrupting. He snatched my underwear and bra off, as he pinned me down on the floor.
He snatched my legs apart as he entered inside me, I fought and I screamed but my pleas couldn’t be heard. He looked me in my eyes and said “ a disobedient child doesn’t live long” as he continued to r**e me. I cried, Hope sat in silence if she hadn’t passed out from the pain.
Finally what seemed like an hour of torture had ended Daddy got up , pulled his pants up and walked away. I rushed to Hope, to see if she was okay, her yellow dress was now stained with blood. My heart racing a mile a minute.
“ Hope, Hope wake up I pleaded but got no response. I quickly but quietly left her room to go to my room and grab my phone and called momma immediately. As the phone rings, tears continue to fill my eyes. I don’t know what got into daddy had to be the devil for sure, because he had never done this before. Suddenly my mom answers, and for the moment I feel I’m okay.
“ momma, momma please get home hurry daddy has gone crazy he r**ed me and Hope”
I hear silence, “ mom are you there did you hear me ??”” Suddenly the silence breaks, as she says “ well Faith the Bible says honor thy mother and father does it not? Now don’t call my phone again while I’m teaching the woman’s retreat here at the church!”
The line disconnected, I fell into the floor in disbelief. If mom wasn’t going to be there for us then where was God?. I quickly fumbled through my drawers to find some clothes to throw on, so I could hurry and get back to Hope. By the time I made it back to her room, daddy was already there calling into his partner about Hope. I could over hear from the hallway as he said “ yeah I’m gonna need ya help with this one, because she has no pulse and remember you owe me .”
I took off, but in silence not to alert daddy. I quickly grabbed the keys off the barstool. I had to get out of here as fast as I could. I ran quietly out of the back into the garage and took the other Mercedes that had been parked in the garage for some time . I was a beginner driver, but I knew enough to get me by. Cell in hand I p*eled out the garage and took off. I knew one thing though, and 2 things fa sho I was about to bring the flood gates behind my sister and seeing how momma wasn’t going to be any help it was gonna take God himself to stop me.

01/04/2021

Thugz Bunny pt 13

Thugz bunny-

So here I am in this old bitch office, looking mighty damn crazy after her telling me that she was my bio mom, and to top the s**t off telling me that Lucky was the n***a who fathered me. Like the whole game was twisted now, here I was in a cold and dark world and both my opps are in relation to me. My eyes scanned the room of her office, and feeling pretty fu**ed up to see that there was no trace of my existence posted anywhere in here. Like this bitch really erased my entire existence out of her life and her memory. She had some damn nerve, sitting up here trying to proposition me to be on her team. But little did this bitch know, I had her cut throat genes, if not worse.

I was dazed into space after the words fell from her lips, because really bitch you and Lucky have tried me at this point, and I was about to show them both that they chose to aim for the wrong bitch. I hocked spit, and blew that s**t on her expensive oriental rug, bitch I'm cut from a different cloth and you had to been smoking some of that trash ass dope you selling if you ever thought I was gonna run this dope game with you!!! She looked at me and smiled, " well if one thing is for sure your'e definitely my child" holding a ugly ass smirk on her face. I looked at her and yelled, " bitch don't try me, I will knock ya teeth through ya fu***ng throat; so please please try me".

She got up, dressed in her black pencil skirt, and button down blouse. As she stepped from her desk and came swiftly behind me, she snatched me by my blonde hair, I jolted as my head whisped backwards, Look here bitch , I couldv'e aborted ya stupid ass but I didnt, just like now I could yo ass and not blink once, so now you my dear dont try me". Hmmm, I must admit she was an older version of me, maybe if during other circumstances we may couldv'e worked some s**t out. But nah wasn't no bitch in my blood, and her being my bio mom, you would think she would know that.

So, I calmly released myself from her grip; I turned around and said " right bitch, but the wrong time". She stood there looking all apalled and s**t she didn't even know I was about to rock her s**t. I swung so hard, that old bitch went to stumbling backwards. As she hit the ground, she tried to army crawl to get the gun she was once holding. As she got close, I stepped on her hand and took the gun and pulled a reverse flip on her ass. Now I held the g***k at the direction of her temple, " aht aht you gotta be quicker than that MOM! for the first time she looked fearful.

Wait, thugz bunny before you make that choice know they call me snowwhite for a reason, well 2 actually because I produce some of the whitest s**t you couldn't imagine and lastly because I'm known for making motherf**kers disappear like snow. I laughed at her antics, "oh yeah well they call me thugz, because I can thug these streets and not give a f**k and bunny because I hops on anybody ass who tries me. I let off 2 shots before rushing through the back door of her spot, but not before snatching the keys. She thought I was soft, like white she was mistaken. Now I was coming for Lucky and if she wanted more smoke I would be back to end that bitch too. F**k family!!! to be contin

31/03/2021

Deadly Ceremony PT 9
Tia-

Amir, was coming at me with all he had after seeing me naked in the midst of getting my brains fu**ed out by Miles. But Miles, wasn't in the mood for the bulls**t, because he had just gotten some fu**ed up news that Tatum was fu***ng on his baby momma Casey. So as Amir, tried to rush in and apply some pressure on my ass for being on some hoe s**t, Miles quickly checked the s**t. After firing off, giving Amir a few to the dome, Amir picked up his s**t that had fell out his pockets during the scuffled and dipped. But not before yelling out. " Tia this s**t aint ova, I see now I married a hoe.

He left abruptly, after he exited; I hoped that maybe me and Miles get back to the great s*x we were just having. As I turned in his direction with wishful eyes, I noticed Miles had put back on his clothes and was now lacing up his timbs. So I stepped closer, and asked " Miles, where are you going, what are you about to do"? he brushed past me. Now aint the time Tia, you need to get ya s**t and get the f**k out!!! Taken back by his tone, I just stood there in shock, he wasn't usually the type to just take that type of tone with me. As he exited, he turned around and said, " Tatum is gonna regret the day that he stepped to Casey and that's on my soul.

He slammed the door behind him, I remained in the room because with all the s**t that was going on, I didn't know what to do with the s**t. So I took a seat on the bed, trying to see if I could gather all my thoughts. I got up and seen he had some henny on the dresser, thinking to myself " s**t why not" all this s**t was definitely enough to drive a girl to drink. After a few shots, I had eased my mind and had half the mind to finish what we started myself. Just as I started to massage my c**t, a noise rang out from under the bed. A chirping was going off, I p*ered down, and noticed that his phone had gotten left behind. It was a text message from Kenzi, " hey Miles I handled the situation with Amir and Tia, oh and dont worry, we won't let her know that Amir is Tatum's brother can't let it come out because she dont know we too have been fu***ng around and we coming to get everything that they owed us. Love ya Kenzi. I dropped the phone in shock, what the f**k does she mean Amir and Tatum are brothers like what the hell how?? My heart started to race out my chest. So this whole time everyone has been gunning for Tatum, Amir and me huh? Hmmm alright Bitch I got something for yall, I know how to be scandalous too. Let the games begin. To be contin

31/03/2021

Plus Size Love the sequel Pt 22 Corey-

Man time was counting down, I had to hurry up and find my sis Lila. Some s**t was popping off and s**t was gonna down quick if I couldn't get ahead of things. It was really fu**ed up when Thomas showed up, he had managed to shoot my sister, and for that the n***a had to pay. I had so many skeletons in my closet, s**t was dumb stupid. But I put myself in these fu**ed up situations and it was gonna have to be, who got us out of this s**t. My secrets were coming out, and if I wanted to prevent them from backfiring it was a must I get on the s**t immediately.

I hated to leave Lila on stuck, in a time where I know she needed me most. But s**t, at the time of Thomas it was really her or me. I know it's fu**ed up, but I was a n***a of survival. Time was nearing close, and I needed to come up with a plan, if I wanted to get out of this s**t alive. So after the s**t jumped off back at the house, I made a break for it.

My plan is for me to make it to the cartel's, before they could make it to me. See the s**t that happened with them, was some months back when I was struggling at the firm financially; I ran into Pablo when I was at my lowest. Together we made an agreement that I would keep their dope at the firm, and in the process help distribute the s**t on the side. But I fu**ed up, and got greedy and started skimming from the side, I wanted the money and the dope and I wanted to stop being the middle man. After the embezzelments I got myself in, and Lila holding that over my head; it was time for me to become the main man.

So I p*eled out and hopped in my whip, I was on the way back to the crib, so I can grab my passports and some money I had stashed to the side. By this time, it started pouring down raining. The streets were slick, as I flew down the empty highway to my spot. I pulled into my driveway and I see 2 blacked out Suv's parked on the side of my house. I'm panicked out, they had found my ass, and I knew it was only a matter of time before the end would come. Just as I was about to pull off, I see Lila tied and gagged in the living room as I saw several cartel members surrounding her. I wanted so badly to leave, but she was my blood and I had already left her on stuck once. So against my better judgement, I got in the rain and crept up alongside the living room window. Drenched in rain, I hid beneath the bushes and only p*ering up from time to time. When I looked up this last time, I saw something that my eyes nor my mind was prepared for. There stood Thomas, black gloves and all, thoughts scrambling thru my mind like what the hell does he have to do with the cartel.

Then Pablo walks over to Thomas,
"So what you want us to do with her boss"? I'm like boss, you mean to tell me that Thomas has been the ring leader all along. Where was Bridgette, did she know? So many questions. I looked over at Lila as she had sweat pouring from her brow, and blood leaking down the legs of the chair, that she was strapped to as tears flowed down her face.

"Blow her top back, and when your'e done get that trash outta here" Pablo nodded, he walked over and cocked the steel he was holding with a silencer attached at the end. BLAT BLAT, 2 shots and Lila's brain matter splattered against the window. That was it, I had to get the f**k outta here. I took off, as I heard my front door swing open. Thomas " yelled get that motherf**ker and bring him back here to me so I can deal with him personally. I took the f**k out, as the cartel let off several shots as I ducked and dodged back to my car. F**k, I was really in deep s**t now, as I whizzed out the driveway on 2 wheels. He killed Lila, well now I'm coming for Bridgette. Son of a bitch!!!! I yelled as I punched the steering wheel, Lila's death wasn't gonna be in vein if I had s**t to do with it. To be contin

31/03/2021

Gm babes. Guess what it's been a minute but it's time to get into it. I missed yall hope yall missed me!!!

21/02/2021

Sorry my loves I promise I ain't forgot you all. School work and writing for my publisher has the main focus currently so hopefully I'll get to it tomorrow hope yall still rocking with me. Thanks again sorry for the delays. But yall are always my babies. ❤

22/01/2021

Good morning my babes how yall doing? Ugh I have so much homework and business to handle but trust I have not forgot about u all.

13/01/2021

Just the beginning Not the End (Snippet)

Sitting at this cemetery didn’t seem real, my mom was gone. It was really fu**ed up because it just wasn’t s**t that I could do about it . Since, well let’s just say before I was born my mom had developed a strong addiction for he**in and crack co***ne. At such a young age my mom Sharee had given her life to the streets of Houston. Here I was 23 and having to bury my mom. I was fu**ed up from it all, because I questioned things like what made her chose drugs over me, but I guess it’s true when you have such addition the s**t controls you, you don’t control it. Sharee didn’t teach me a lot seeing how she was in and out of my life for the majority of my life. But as much as I wanted to blame her, I didn’t. I would see on lifetime movies all the time when the people would throw a fit asking why you didn’t love me, why you gave me away but s**t I don’t know really, I never thought too much on it. My biggest question that I really just had was had drugs not taken over her life what kind of mother she would had really been.

Being that Sharee was 37 pregnant, with twins at the time of her death she was killed ex*****on style. In the wee hours her house was broken into, the door kicked from the hinges, shoe prints left in the sand, but no prints no witnesses. Hmph, of course aint no witness come forth. Seeing how her boyfriend was at her house that night and they killed him too. He tried to flee, and he was gunned down in her backyard. S**t was mad crazy, because my aunt Liz was just 2 weeks ago going off on my mom, she had every right to due to her selling all her furniture and groceries from the fridge. My aunt told her “Sharee, you need to leave these drugs alone. You also need to stop having s*x with these men knowing you are HIV positive. I will never forget that night, my mom said “ Liz I aint going no where any time soon. But who knew that would be the last decent conversation that we would have. I have felt so much regret because I remember teasing her saying “Oh you are living dangerously, let me put yo ass in a million-dollar life insurance policy so me and my 3 girls can be straight”. My mom smiled, I was truly only joking and then 2 weeks later at 11am, as I am changing my 6-week-old daughter Jordyn’s diaper my aunt Liz called. See Liz adopted me out of foster care at the age of 5. I was originally living in foster with some old white lady. Never would’ve believed it had Aunt Liz never showed me the picture proofs. Sure, enough there I was, smiling like the perfect black kid poster to encourage whites to adopt minorities. Laughing at the thought of what just crossed my mind.

But yet here I was at my mom’s funeral, had me like damn how did we get here. My mom had 8 kids after me all in foster care, and, my aunt Liz tried to encourage me to adopt them. But mind you I was 23 but I was a wife and a mother of 3 girls all 2 years apart. I had my hands full, as nice as the gesture seemed it just wasn’t possible. So many people went up to the podium to say their final words and goodbyes to my mom. Then there was my Grandfather who approached last. As he got close with his cane in tow, being he was 99 years old. He sobbed at the casket and said “Sharee, damn it Sharee I told you I told you to leave those drugs alone. Her casket dr**ed in silver and pink. The family didn’t want to give her an original funeral in the church house because they felt like she had made the streets her church home.

But seeing my grandfather’s legs buckle beneath him, I had to go I couldn’t take this s**t anymore. I quietly stepped out, I made it to my car, and I p*eled off. Dallas Texas is where I was headed with no certain destination. I turned my phone off and I wasn’t going to be present for the funeral. I left my girls with Aunt Liz and made a break for it. I’m sure the family was pi**ed once my disappearance was noted. I hit I20, windows down and music blaring as I started to recall the recent events of my life. Like damn only reason I was at my mom’s funeral is because my family pitched together to bond me out. I was just recently arrested after coming home and catching my husband Damien with my Best friend Trisha. S**t fu**ed me I entered our home, where our kids slept and there, they were on the couch fu***ng. I went bat s**t crazy and landed myself in jail.

It was like saying goodbye to the potential of being a nurse or any other career for that matter. But f**k it really, they deserved death. But then my 4-year-old daughter Serenity asked me a few days out of jail as I was changing my youngest daughter diaper, “Mommy is that Jordyn’s P*e p*e” She asked. I said well Jordyn don’t have a p*e p*e why you ask. Serenity continues “because mommy, uncle makes me suck his p*e p*e and the white stuff comes out and makes me throw up” At this point my husband Damien was right there. He already didn’t like my brother from his previous thefts he had done at our house in the months before. So s**t was up from there. Here came CPS and the laws at my door.

I was already angry and heartbroken now this bulls**t, my brother was already locked away on some unrelated charges, so boom s**t hit the fan from there and my world shattered. Not to mention just recently being diagnosed with Lupus and undergoing a heart surgery, I was really at my breaking point, and it's just a matter of time before I lose my s**t. As I merged onto I20 with the breeze in my hair, I see behind me it was the laws. Thinking to myself s**t, was I sp*eding what the f**k. I pulled over to the shoulder, and a pregnant female officer approaches. She knocks on my window, instructing me to roll my window down.
I do so, “Ms, Unique Adams” she questioned.
“Yes, I reply”
“You need to come with us, we have reason to believe you recorded the s*xual acts performed by ya brother and we believe you were the person who recorded his acts on his laptop”
Without hesitation, I hopped out and I swung on her because this hoe had no marbles thinking I had something to do with harming my own daughters. Moments later I was tossed on the ground and placed in cuffs, “oh but it was all good, life had been coming for me but now I was coming for all that was owed to me. They had me fu**ed up. Tears fell from my face as I entered the squad car, it was on and popping now, everyone was about to pay up To be contin..

13/01/2021

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13/01/2021

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12/01/2021

Plus Size Love Sequel Pt 21

Lila-

Man I was good and fu**ed up now, I was just as good as fu***ng dead. Guess this was going to be the end for me, a damn shame too because I had been fighting like hell to prove my love to this man. But nah Thomas aint want no respected ass female, someone so dope that they will literally risk it all for your dumb ass, but no he had to go and get with biggie ass. Yeah I'm guilty and can carry some of the blame I didn't have to reach out to Bridgette and make s**t fu**ed up but I did. So here the f**k I was starring down a fu***ng barrel of Bridgette's gun, thoughts running wild in my mind thinking to myself, guess this is my karma.

Telling myself, I hope she makes it quick, I'm already injured and in pain, so s**t I was ready for her to take me out of my misery, because that's exactly what it was. I couldn't have the man I always wanted because he wanted a big bitch, but no I even stole a baby from the damn agency and yet here I was. I should've left the s**t all alone. I could the end of the gun starting to shake as it was obvious that this bitch didn't seem to even have the balls to kill me but in the event that she did, I hoped it would be soon. My thoughts were trying to get the best of me. So I sat in silence, as I could hear Bridgette breathing, I could feel and hear the loud thuds of my heartbeat I closed my eyes and I prepared for the worse.

Just as my eyeballs met up with my fu***ng eyelids, I hear from behind the voice of Thomas. Whew s**t, as I swiped the sweat from my brow. Saying to myself, this n***a came in the nick of fu***ng time. Blood stains ensued my clothing and all over my hands from the previous incident. Bridgette ran into his arms, and I sat there salty as f**k as he returned her embrace. She then turned the gun back to me, as she was now ready to fire. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes again. Thomas had talked her down, said some s**t about them having bigger fish to fry. I opened my eyes and decided at that very moment that right now I needed to plea bargain for my life. Without hesitation I yelled " Bridgette did he tell you I was actually his 1st wife, I start to chuckle as the blood is coming from my mouth. Bridgette turned around, aimed the gun back at me from the doorway. Thomas tries his best to discourage her, but he doesnt succeed. Now Bridgette faces Thomas, "Is this true" she asked. Then "BOOM" a loud ass noise rang out.

Bridgette's screams as Thomas is laid out on the floor. Bridgette takes off, I get up and slowly creep out. " Corey, big bro is that you I called out" I hear footsteps approach the door, and to my surprise it's not Corey. A tall Mexican dude enters and says " oh my love, you are sadly mistaken for we are the cartel" We?? I questioned and before I could finish asking 4 others entered. Damn. The cartel boss approaches me " Now tell us where can be find Corey" to be contin

17/12/2020

Deadly Ceremony Pt 8

Casey-

Man hell nah this s**t just cant possibly be happening to me, like this couldnt be the worse time. I was finally up on my feet and I had finally been accepted into school. Sitting here in this doctor's office thinking to myself "bitch I know you fu***ng lying". But hell, wasnt nobody else to hold accountable for this bulls**t except me. I had to get back out there getting back on my hoe s**t. I had been stuck in an awkward silence, since the words left the doctors lips. "Yes Casey, your test came back positive you are pregnant.

"Casey"? Are you alright Dr. Watts questioned me as I had momentarily zoned completely the f**k out.
"Uh, yeah I'm fine, can you just give me a minute" I requested.
"Sure, not a problem" Dr. Watts stated as he quickly exited the door behind him.

My mind was on a thousand, my how in the hell was I to even tell this s**t to Gem, there was gonna be completely no fu***ng understanding. This is what the f**k I get for trying to be on my hot girl summer s**t. Man damn, I sat here a few more minutes to get my s**t together because I was really fu**ed if Gem finds out and s**t not to mention I still had to tell Tatum. That was some s**t I didn't wanna face because he already had a lot of s**t on his plate, and I really didn't want to be the bitch to further complicate things for him. But at the same time, I didn't believe in abortions; I had always been a person who believed in Pro-Life.

Finally I pulled myself together enough to leave out this room, only God knew what was gonna be next. I grabbed my purse and threw my Dolce and Gabbana shades on as I walked through the hallway. It seemed as if time was standing still, as I bypassed all these expectant mothers. Wondering could I even begin to raise a child, knowing in the back of my head I always wanted to be a mom, but was I ready to be? As I made it to the counter, a petite Hispanic lady extended her hand for my documentation so she could schedule my next appointment. She pecked away at her computer, as I could feel my nerves beginning to grow stronger. Shortly after she looked up and said "Ok Casey how does four weeks from today sound, and would you morning or afternoon"?
As I stuttered to get my words in order, I tell her I had no certain preference. "Alright I got you scheduled for Tuesday at one o clock, we will see you then.

I took my appointment card, and exited the office. Now it was time for me to head to Tatum and deliver the news, guess I had to get the worst part over with. I got in my silver Honda and pulled off, plugged up my aux cord hoping to ease my mind to prepare myself. The first thing to come on was WAP by Cardie B and I quickly turned the s**t off because having that Wap is what got my ass in this s**t. I decided to roll the windows down to let the wind blow through my hair, riding in silence hopefully would give me some clearer insight. Tatum had gone back to hustling, after the s**t that Tia had put him through. Now his mindset was f**k bi***es and get money. So, I already knew not to expect this to go well.

I started fu***ng with Tatum because subconsciously, I always had a thing for bad boys. And Tatum was just that, n***a could sale motherfu***ng sand. So of course he could smooth talk a bitch up out of her panties without the slightest thought. I knew better knowing he had Tia, and knowing damn well I was with Gem. But hey his tats and waves had a bitch sick and weak as f**k, so boom I fell victim, but guess you cant take the willing. Finally, I pulled up to the trap and I steppes out but not before I checked my rear view making sure I was still popping my s**t. I approached the door and did the drug dealer knock. Two large chocolate n***as opened the door, "Yeah I'm here to see Tatum", they looked me upside my head before hollering to back of the house " aye, yo Tate you gotta shawty hear to see ya". He yelled back saying send her back, I walked past the n***as and it was nothing but bricks scattered all on the coffee table.

As I walked in, Tatum was breaking s**t down an weighing it. "hey you still wanted to get that QP huh" I looked at him and said ummm, what. Tatum looked up, "Aw s**t, whats up Casey, my bad I was waiting on my cousin to stop by, they was on the way to pick up some s**t; but what's good witcha? He asked. I sat down on the bed beside him, took a deep breath as I handed my proof of pregnancy. 'What the f**k is this yo?" I thought you said you was on the pill, s**t nah man I'm a business man and a child just gone slow a n***a down. I started to cry, as he looked at me emotionless. He held the papers in his hand, s**t Casey I can't be no daddy right now.

"Hmm, and neither can I Casey a voice called out" Tatum swung his head around, and said " Man Casey this my cousin Gem", Gem she looked at me and said oh she know exactly who I am" s**t my stud girlfriend what the f**k guess things could get worse, as she came towards me, I fumbled backwards on to the bed. As I raised my hands in defense to protect the blows Gem was trying to throw at me. The house was rushed, "Feds everybody on the motherfu***ng ground". damn worse was an understatement at this time as the laws cuffed us all. As we got loaded into the squad cars, we looked across the street and there was Miles posted against his car with a grin on his face. Tatum looked at me, "On God that n***a gotta die"

Well, s**t to be contin...