Jholee & Kiandre, page 9
SMACK!
Jholee’s hand went across TK’s face before she could stop herself. Her mouth fell open because she had never hit anyone in her life, and she was instantly regretting it. Her hands immediately went up to block her face in case he decided to hit her back. TK tightly gripped her wrists and moved her hands away from her face aggressively, but kept a tight grip on her wrists.
“Oh, you can hit me, but you couldn’t hit Cheyenne back? Don’t put your fucking hands on me little bitty ass girl. You better be glad my mama raised me right, mothafucka,” TK hissed, and threw her hands down.
“Give me my fucking leggings!” Jo shouted.
“Here.” TK pushed the leggings into her chest. “Get the fuck out of my lap.”
He gripped her thigh and pushed her over in the passenger seat. He put the car in drive and started heading towards Jholee’s house. She was trying not to sniff, but TK could tell that she was crying as she was putting on her leggings. At the moment, he didn’t give a damn. Jo reminded him of Chey with that fighting him and shit, and that pissed him off. TK came to a screeching halt in front of her house and unlocked the door.
Without a word, Jo got out his car and slammed the door as hard as she could. TK burned rubber getting away from her. Jholee stomped up her driveway, up the stairs, and stopped outside of the door to catch her breath and wipe her face. Once she was inside of the house, she was headed for her dad’s office because she needed some answers. The door was cracked open, and her dad was talking to someone on the phone.
“Cube, if you can just front me the product, you know—”
“Nah, Joe. I love you like a brother, but you know I don’t operate like that, family or not,” the man known as Cube said.
He had a very, very thick accent. It sounded like he lived in Mexico or something.
“You and Conway get my money, and we’ll work something out. Until then, don’t call me.”
After that, she heard something slam and she pushed the door open. Joe looked up to see his baby girl walking into his office. Jholee sat down in front of her dad and sighed. She picked up the Rubik’s Cube that was on his desk and started to solve it. Joe-Lee watched his daughter carefully as she started solving the Rubik’s Cube. He knew she did that when she was upset or worried about something.
“Dad… did it feel good?” Jholee asked without looking up at him.
Joe-Lee wore a confused look. “Did what feel good, baby girl?”
“When you were cheating on Mom, did it feel good? Even though you were doing wrong, did it feel good?”
“At the time. Yes. Immediately after, I felt like shit, but this is not about me, is it?” Joe-Lee stared at his daughter, who had yet to look up at him. “JoJo, look at me!”
After thirty more seconds, Jholee finished the cube, sat it on his desk, and looked up into her dad’s piercing black eyes. “No… it’s not about you. Why do bad things always feel good?”
“The rush.”
“That’s it? The rush?”
“Yep. For every bad thing you do, it’s the rush. Murder. Drug deal. Smoke some weed. Robbery…” He paused and leaned over the desk to get closer to his daughter. “Being with someone you’re not supposed to be with. No matter what it is. It’s the rush.
“What if you don’t feel bad afterwards?” Jholee whispered.
Joe-Lee was truly stunned. He didn’t know what to say to his daughter about that. After a few awkward moments of silence, Jholee stood and kissed her dad on his cheek.
“Night, namesake,” Jholee said and headed for the door.
Joe-Lee was still sitting there stunned. He didn’t even know who his daughter was anymore.
It was late when Major had finished working and was now chilling in his apartment waiting on his company. His phone rang right when he expected it to.
“What’s good,” Major answered his phone.
“I’m outside,” she said and hung up the phone.
He got up and opened the door and Cheyenne’s crazy ass was standing there looking crazy. He moved out of the way and let her in the house. Major knew that he was taking a major risk fucking with Chey’s ass like that, but a few months ago, she was throwing it at a nigga at the club. Apparently, her and TK were broken up at the time, so they fucked. Chey only fucked with Major when her and TK were into it, and he didn’t mind. If him and Jholee ever got serious, he was only going to call her until Jholee started giving it up.
“You and TK broke up again?” Major asked and took a seat, pulling her little ass in his lap.
“Just until he gets over me beating his side chick up, and bleaching his clothes, and breaking his house up, and breaking his gate,” Chey said, like she ain’t sound crazy.
“Why you do all that, ma? You be wilding. TK gon’ be done with your ass for good if you don’t stop doing all that crazy shit. As long as you leave that crazy shit over there with him.”
“Becauseeeeee,” Chey whined.
“That ain’t no excuse, man. Because what?”
“Well, he had to have been talking to that bitch while we were in Vegas. I was sitting behind the desk minding my business when some black, curly hair ass bitch came in asking for ‘Dre.’
“Who is Dre?” Major asked as he was firing up his blunt.
“I’m getting there, nigga. I was like who the fuck is Dre? She gon’ say that Kiandre. Nobody calls him by his name because nobody knows his damn name.”
“Damn sho didn’t. I ain’t even know that shit and I been working for him for a couple years now.”
“Anyways, she tells me her name and whoopty woo. I look for her application in the system and it wasn’t there. Yadda, yadda, yadda. Long story short, TK was taking up for her, and I beat her ass. When he got home, I had already fucked his whole house up. I was pissed. In the six years that we had been fucking with each other, he had never been sloppy. To my knowledge, he ain’t been sleeping with nobody but me, but I ain’t no damn fool. TK fine and got the coins. I know he got a side chick or maybe even a basket of side chicks, but he had been doing a good job of keeping them hoes away from me, but this bitch came up in there talking about some application. I was pissed.”
“Word. I feel that.”
Major pulled on his blunt a couple times before handing it to Chey. She pulled on it a couple times and handed it back to Major.
“Who the fuck fucks with a bitch that got a nigga name anyway?” Chey laughed.
“Huh? What you talking about?”
She laughed. “The bitch that came up in Sins name was Jaylee or some shit like that. I don’t know, but I do know that I put that bitch in the hospital and her scary ass will think twice before she fucks a nigga that got a bitch.”
Major started choking on his weed so bad that he had to move Chey from his lap to get up and go get some water from the kitchen. He opened the fridge and got a water bottle out of the fridge, popped the cap, and downed half of it. He finally got himself under control before walking back into the living room.
“That girl was fucking TK?” Major asked.
He had to know because if Jholee was one of them sneaky ass hoes, he was definitely going to stop fucking with her. Major started thinking about the conversation that they both overheard from her parents, the way her phone vibrated against the nightstand and all of sudden she got sick. Major was a man who always watched his surroundings and he did see a black car that wasn’t normally at the neighbor’s house that could have been TK or someone else that she was fucking with. Jholee was so green that she couldn’t even lie right.
“Major? Did you hear me?” Chey asked and nudged him.
“Nah, I didn’t. What was you saying?”
“You asked me if the girl was fucking TK and I was saying that they both denied it, but I don’t believe them. I can’t lie though; the bitch was cute with her black ass and long ass hair.”
“What was she doing at Sins, though? Like… she trying to, ya know…” Major said and trailed off.
Major always knew it was something wild going on at Sins, and he always had his theories, but they were confirmed when him and Chey started fucking around. He wasn’t mad at Big K. It was always good to have more than one stream of income. Major had been working with TK since he was twenty-five and he was now twenty-eight, but he also fixed on cars sometimes on the weekends, and worked at Wal-Mart. When he was younger, him and his homeboys used to rob people, but after one of them got shot by a homeowner, he chilled all the way out. He started working with TK and he was making a lot of money, but when Joe-Lee got hurt, he started making a lot more money.
“Shit, I don’t know, Major, I told you that her application wasn’t in the system. If they hadn’t fucked, TK was definitely trying to get it,” Chey huffed.
“Alright, we ain’t about to talk about that no more. Pull this dick out and get it wet,” Major ordered her.
He tried not to show how frustrated and pissed off he was, so he was going to take it out on Chey’s deep ass throat. Chey climbed off the couch and got on her knees in front of Major. One of Chey’s specialties was sucking dick and that’s why she knew for sure that TK’s dumb ass wasn’t going to be mad at her for too long. She knew that he was going to need his dick sucked sooner or later. She hoped sooner though because she was starting to miss being cuddled up with him at night.
Chey pulled Major’s pants down and his hard dick was threatening to come out through the hole in his boxers. Major’s dick was only seven inches, but he had some girth and he knew what to do with it. He fucked just like a hood nigga and always talked shit during sex. The difference between TK and Major was that TK was a very attentive lover, if that was the word to use for it. Some days when he was gone off the Henny, he would tell her to suck his dick like the freak bitch she was, and the other days he would be caressing her body while slow stroking her and sucking her toes at the same dame time. Doing all that shit and expecting Chey to be sane was what be blowing her.
The minute Chey gripped Major’s dick, there was a loud knock on his door, prompting Chey to get up and run to his room. Everybody knew her as TK’s girl, so she couldn’t get caught over his house. That’s why she didn’t drive over to his house. She took an Uber and walked up the stairs with her hood on her head. When Chey closed the door, Major stood and pulled his pants up. He looked out the peep hole and scoffed when he saw who it was. He opened the door and stepped outside. He was so glad that the bedroom windows only faced the pond.
“What’s up?” Major asked.
He looked around to make sure no one was outside or peeking out of their damn blinds.
“Why you ain’t invite me in? I know Jholee is not in there,” Riley said, while grabbing at Major’s dick.
“She not, but can you chill? Can you find out if she’s fucking with TK or not?” Major whispered.
Riley cocked her head to the side with a confused look on her face. “What the fuck do you mean? TK? Why would Jholee’s square ass know who TK is?”
Riley was pissed as fuck. In the same night, two niggas that she was fucking had told her to chill, and that didn’t sit well with her.
“Watch yo’ mouth, man. I don’t know why she would know him. That’s your job to find out, sis.”
“Sis? For real? I wasn’t ‘sis’ when I was sucking your dick the other night. Do sisters let their brothers fuck them in their asshole!?” Riley shouted.
Major covered her mouth and walked her down the stairs. He opened the backseat door to her car and pushed her inside and got in right behind her.
“The fuck is your problem, Ri?” Major asked her.
“My problem is the fact that you trying to diss me for another bitch that’s not Jholee, and then you trying to come over here and tell me that Jholee could be fucking the nigga that I just got finished fucking the other night,” Riley huffed.
“You was fucking TK?”
“Yep, and tonight he told me the same thing that you just told me. We need to chill.”
“Wait, did you tell Jholee that you were messing with TK? You think that she somehow found out about us and she was paying us both back by sleeping with him?” Major asked.
Major was suddenly thinking about how fucking with Riley could have been a mistake. The shit happened so innocently and if Jholee had come to the party with him, it would have never happened. Major knew what he was getting into when he was fucking with a girl who didn’t want to do shit but dance and go to school. Jholee was a homebody if he ever saw one. She didn’t want to party, club, or none of that. A few months ago, he went to a house party and Riley was there. They were kicking it and started talking about Jholee and shit until shit went left when Riley took him in a corner and started grinding on him. Major’s dick got hard and she took him in the bathroom and rode his dick while he was sitting on the counter. They were so reckless that she had gotten pregnant and for the sake of Jholee, Major made her get an abortion. He thought that it was a one-time thing, but it wasn’t. They’d been fucking ever since.
“Yeah, I may have mentioned it, but I don’t think Jholee would do something like that. She’s not like us.”
“You sure, Chey just…” Major paused when he let her name slip.
Riley’s mouth fell wide open and her eyes got big. “You fucking Chey! Wow! Get the fuck out of my shit and you better pray that I keep my mouth shut, nigga.”
“You ain’t gon’ say shit. You ain’t trying to lose Jholee as a friend and you know you not. Give me a fucking kiss and get the fuck on out of here and I’m going to call you later.”
“Nigga, I don’t give a damn about losing nobody,” Riley said, before placing her lips on Major’s.
He pushed his tongue down her throat while gripping her neck tightly just like her freak ass loved it. After he finished kissing her, he wiped his lips and got out of the car. He turned around and leaned back down in the car. “Aye, don’t forget to get that info for me. Aight.” Major shut the door and headed for the stairs. When he was walking up the stairs, he saw a car pull up. As soon as he opened the door, Chey was getting ready to come out.
“Where the hell you going?” Major asked.
“My Uber here. I ain’t no damn fool. I know you were out here talking to another bitch. Move out of my way before I beat your ass for real,” Chey snapped.
Major moved out of the way and let her go down the stairs. He was lowkey kind of glad that she wanted to leave because he needed to get his thoughts together. The only thing that he could think about was the fact that Jholee couldn’t have been as innocent as people made her out to be.
Chapter 7
Jholee was happy to be back in class. She was glad that both her and Octavia had the same classes today because she kept the people away from her that were trying to ask her questions, that would have walked right by her on any other day. They were now inside of the café eating. Jholee had text Riley and asked where she was, and she said that she was finishing up an exam that she missed, and she would be there as soon as she was done.
“So, it’s been a while since we’ve really talked without our third party, JoJo. What’s been going on, and don’t lie to me. You know that you can tell me anything, right?”
Jholee nodded her head. She looked around to make sure that no one was close to them.
“Gosh, long story short, I was going to get a lot of money for my virginity. Wait! Don’t get mad. I didn’t take your advice and I went anyway. I met TK, but he told me his name was Dre at first. Well Dre is his name, but they call him TK. When Riley first mentioned him, I didn’t know who it was at first. Anyways, fast forward, I filled out the application and went back to Sins to meet Dre, and we talked for a long ass time, chile. Fast forward some more, he shows up to my house and makes me cum so hard, from just his fingers. I had never felt nothing like that in my life, Ocky. Then all of a sudden, communication just stops for two whole weeks. I went to Sins to see him and his girlfriend, Chey, was there, and she beat me up.”
“So, it was that bitch that put you in the hospital. Next time I see that baldhead ass hoe, I’m going to run her over with my car,” Octavia hissed.
“No, don’t. Anyway, he comes to the hospital and we get into it. He left but he also paid for my medical bills. My dad was pissed at me and thinks that I’m fucking a married man. I haven’t told him or nothing like that. Fast forward, he shows up to my house a few days ago, while Major was there. He had me putting Major out and I went with him, and he made me cum again, with just his fingers. With him, I lose everything; morals, values, standards, everything chile. When I was with him, Riley called him, and that’s when everything hit me at once and we got into it. He told her that they should chill out, and then she hung up on him after telling him that he wasn’t the only one that she was fucking anyway. After the phone call, I told him that we were wrong, and he said some really mean things to me, so I slapped him, but that didn’t stop him from saying mean things to me. He dropped me off and I haven’t heard from him since and I don’t care to.”
“Damn…” Ocky said and laughed.
“The kicker is… I kind of miss the way he made me feel. I mean… he makes the hair on my body stand up. And, I really don’t feel bad about my actions. Like, am I really like my dad? A cheater?”
“You and Major ain’t made nothing serious yet for you to be a cheater. Two friends fucking the same dude is kind of—”
“We not having sex. He just… fingered me,” Jholee said and laughed.
Octavia laughed and was happy that her friend was kind of letting her freak flag fly, but she wished that she could do it with someone that wasn’t TK or Major. She knew that both of those niggas only wanted Jholee’s virginity and were going to leave her high and dry. Octavia knew that Major was no good, but she never had concrete proof. She saw him talking to women all the time, but that was it. When she went to Jholee, she wanted to have actual evidence because she didn’t want Jholee to think that she was hating on her. Octavia hoped that Jholee wouldn’t mess with TK anymore because Chey was crazy as fuck, and the next time, she might kill her for real.
