Juicy: The Complete Series (38 page)

Two Hours later

Lexi

I walked down Archer Avenue only visualizing that tree stump looking
nigga’s hands all over my girl. I was slowly but surely trying to get myself together for her, but obviously I wasn’t going fast enough. I knew that asshole looked familiar. He was the bitch ass cop that arrested Pandora that day in front of Kojack's house.

If it weren't for Diamond's long range connects, his ugly ass would've busted our asses,
too. Superior had no way in knowing that I had a past with him, since I never wanted to talk to her about what happened in my past. I couldn’t fault her for lying down with his ass even though I so badly wanted to.

When I turned the corner on 52nd street, it was as quiet as a mouse. Early mornings were like that since everybody went to work at around the same time
every day. The front door of the house appeared to be different as I made my way up the steps to ring the doorbell.

She had gotten a new security screen door since I’d last been here. What she needed security from, I would never know, but I found the change rather peculiar. She kept a .45 Smith and Wesson in her house at all times. I didn’t know where it was, but I remembered her telling me that her dad had given it to her a while back for her safekeeping.

“Why are you here?” Honey swung open the wooden door, leering at me through the screen one.

“Damn that seems to be the question of the day. Look, I need to talk to you man. Straight up.”

“So…talk.” Honey placed her hands on her hips and puckered her lips, sending the message that she wasn’t for any of my shit.

“It’s cool. Look, I know you’re mad at me, but I need to know what the fuck you’re trying to do to me.
I know that it can’t be no one but you.”

“The fuck are you talking about, Lexi. I haven’t fucked with you since last night. You want me out of your life then you got it. But don’t show up on my motherfucking doorstep again,” she said, her eyes were riddled with fury.

“That’s fine, but the blood is on your hands, and when they come looking for me, I’m pointing them dead at your ass. Know that. So, you either run or face this shit like a real woman would.” Before I knew it, I was growling and punching her newly installed screen door.

“Girl, get the fuck off my doorstep!
You ain’t doing nothing but running your damn mouth.”

“You killed her and you know you did, Honey. I’m not going down for some shit you did just because you’re mad that I ain’t with your ass no more,” I snapped loudly, not giving a fuck who heard, as I unraveled the note and pressed it against her window.

“Okay, and what the fuck does that have to do with me?”

“You wrote it, Honey. Quit acting
stupid.”

“I’m not acting stupid, Lexi. Wait, you think I wrote that? You think I killed somebody for you?” She smacked her lips. “Bitch,
please, you ain’t even worth all that.”

“Oh, but I was worth it when you
was begging me to come back to your ass, though.” I side eyed her lying ass.

I was getting even more riled up than I already was. It pissed me off that both of them denied knowing anything about this shit, but it had to be one of them. Why would someone come in to kill her and leave me on the couch still breathing? Furthermore, they left a note for someone to find.

It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that someone was definitely setting me up. They were fucking framing me for some shit I couldn’t have possibly done. One of them had to have done the shit. And, Honey had the most motive since Superior knew she was the one who had my heart.

“Honey, I’m sorry. I came at you all bogus,
and I was wrong. Please, let’s talk in private,” I lowered my tone, calming myself down.

“Why? We can talk in private right here. No one is listening to us,” Honey replied, stubbornly.

“Please, just tell me what I have to do to come in and talk to you, Honey. I’m not on no bullshit. I just want to sit down and figure this thing out. If it wasn’t you then at least you could help me.” I humbled myself all the way, interlocking my fingers.

“Lexi, I—“

“Please. No bullshit, for real,” I said, cutting her off.

I stood there waiting in silence for her response as I stuck the note back down in my jeans pocket. Her pretty, brown eyes stared back at me like she was tired of giving in to me. I didn’t blame her. I was like snake venom sometimes,
and I knew it. I didn’t know why I was drawn to so badly, and it was like hell getting the shit to fly straight.

It was in my nature, having done it for so long, but at least I could fess up to my issues and try to find ways to fix them. The only thing was I barely cared about Honey’s feelings at this point, since I was too preoccupied with my own. Someone was trying to destroy my life,
and I had no problem taking her out if it was she. She would tell me one-way or the other. 

“Okay, but you can only stay for a minute. After that, you’ve gotta go.
I don’t want you bringing no more bullshit to my house,” she said with sincerity as she unlocked the door, and pushed it open for me.

I didn’t hesitate to wrap my arms around her body and grab her by her hair where I then pushed her into
the nearby wall. I pressed my lips to hers as she fought, punching me in my face and scratching at my shirt. None of it fazed me. I was too focused on the task to be injured by any blow she threw at me. My hands gripped her ass firmly, before I reached my hand down in her pink silk pajama pants for her sweet, clean shaved split.

“Stop, Lexi. Get off of me.” Her pushes became weak,
and her words slurred as I fiddled her pearl like an instrument waiting to be played.

She fell
weakly into my arms as tears burst from her eyes. I knew I was wrong, but I didn’t care. My pussy was tingling from the moans she whispered in my ear. Her fingernails dug into my back before ripping my shirt off and grabbing a handful of my tits.

Honey
licked my neck, sending me into a frenzy of lust and ecstasy. She knew that was my spot. I shut and locked the door behind us while kissing her to keep her focused on the throbbing in between her legs.

We walked lips to lips, back towards her bedroom. Once I pushed her down on the bed and pulled her flimsy pants off, I knew I had her. She stripped her camisole off and began feverishly rubbing her tiny nipples. Her body was warm when I climbed on top of her, rubbing my body with hers.

I had purposely left my jeans and shoes on because this wasn’t about me. It was about her. She was the one who needed to release some pressure from her brain so she could tell me the truth. And, I knew just how to give it to her.

I planted my head in between her legs without a moment’s delay. My fingers spread her lips as far as they would go as she grabbed her legs, and wrapped her arms under them for support. She needed something to hold onto for the rollercoaster I was about to send her on.

I knew she thought she was about to get the red carpet package. But, I was in no mood to romance her. She needed to be punished, and I needed the truth. I breathed on her exposed pussy, spreading her lips so wide that her pearl stuck out from underneath its hood.

“Tell me what I want to hear,” I said as I sucked her clit once, nice and hard.

“Huh?” she questioned. She was confused, just like I needed her.

“Say it.”

“Suck my pussy.”

“No, bitch,” I slapped her inner thigh, crudely. “Tell me that you’re the one that killed Mindy.”

“What?”

I sucked her clit sending her into a heavy, panting frenzy as I motioned my tongue around it at the same time. I abruptly pulled back, blowing on it gently before returning to suck for another five seconds. She moaned, squealing like a mouse. I jumped off, looking up at her disheveled expression knowing that she was heated from the mini teases I was doing to her pussy.

“Say it,” I commanded

“I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about, baby. Honest,” she breathed, trying to force my head back down to her clit with her hands.

I rubbed two fingers across her clit rapidly as I blew a cool wind onto it, making it harder than ever. “Say it. Tell me the fucking truth.”

“I can’t baby. I can’t. I didn’t do it,” she continued to squeal.

I was fed up. I stuck my fingers inside of her slit and peeled her clitoris hood all the way back. My lips spread open onto that motherfucker, sucking the shit out of it constantly as my tongue poked it. Her mouth was agape, and her toes curled like they were having a spasm.

She buried the back of her head into the bed and pinched her nipples for added pleasure. My teeth scathed her clit a little to add pain to her excitement, as I didn’t want her to forget that I was mad at her. This shit wasn’t for fun. It was for her to tell the truth about what she did. It was time for her to come clean.

“You still not gon’ tell the truth?” I asked, sucking hard as I came up to speak every few seconds. “Huh?”

“That is the truth. I didn’t do anything. I didn’t kill Mindy, baby. I didn’t even know she was dead. You’ve gotta believe me,” she panted. “Please let me cum, baby. This shit is killing me.”

“You wanna cum, but you don’t wanna tell me the fucking truth.”

“I swear on my life that’s the truth, baby. I’m telling you that’s the truth.” Honey wasn’t giving in or giving up for anything.

No matter how much pressure I put on her, she was solid as a rock. I didn’t know what else to do but allow her to cum, especially since I hadn’t had any pussy and was yearning for it myself. I gave in, but I wasn’t giving up. Somebody killed her, and I was going to get to the bottom of it, regardless as to what either of them said.

I flopped down on the bed, rubbing my tits to keep me in the mood. I pulled her hand directing for her to come and sit on my face so that I could finish her off before I left.

She rode my face just like a pony, fast and hard like she was a porno star. I loved every minute of it as she squeezed her small tits and screamed in ecstasy. I twirled my tongue around her pearl tongue, sucking her drippings every few minutes as she moaned and squealed from the sensations.

I firmly gripped her ass cheeks, helping her along the ride, before sticking two fingers in her pussy for her to sit on. She must have come about six or seven times before she finally collapsed on the bed, and then sucked on my nipples to thank me.

Thirty Minutes Later

Superior

Lexi could have only been going to one place. She knew I didn’t kill Mindy, so she had to go to the next best person with probable cause to do something as heinous as that. I drove down the street thinking that the call Andrew received was probably to Mindy’s house.

Once he found out she was living there, he would automatically come looking for her, and I couldn’t have him be the one to lock her up. I didn’t know what she would do if she had to be confronted by him again.

I turned the corner and parked my car a couple of houses down. I exited, walking hastily up to the house. Instantly noticing that there was something different about it. It prompted me to check the address to make sure that I was at the right address.

I wasn’t even on the third step up before Lexi came happily prancing out the door with a half assed smile across her face. Honey was beaming from ear to ear, which let me further know what they had been in there doing.

“So, focused on finding out who framed you, huh?” I squinted my eyes and tapped my foot.

“Com’ on, Superior. Don’t start trippin’ now,” she dismissed while curling her lip up at me as she sauntered down the steps past me.

I cut my eyes to Honey, and she rolled her eyes at me, licking her big ass lips in a circular motion before returning inside the house where she slammed the door behind her. I turned to catch up with Lexi,
who was now halfway down the damn street. She was walking like someone was indeed chasing after her.

I caught up with her and pulled her by the arm only for her to snatch away from me. She was mad for some reason, but I didn’t know why she was acting like that towards me.

“Lex, stop baby. I didn’t come over here to blow up your spot with that bitch. I came over here to warn you,” I bellowed, yanking her arm once more.

“Warn me about what, Superior?”

I exhaled, greatly. “I think Andrew was called to Mindy’s murder to investigate. He’ll find out that you were living with her, and he’ll come looking for you. I just thought that you should know that.”

“Okay. Now, you’ve warned me. Now, I can go.”

“Hey, what’s your fucking problem? I thought we were cool earlier.” I shoved her slightly out of anger.

“Look, nothing’s my problem. I just don’t have time for you to be drilling me with twenty-four questions about her,
and you know what I’m out here trying to do. Shit is real fucked up out here, baby. And, I don’t know what to do. I’m not trying to go to jail.” The stress of it all was written all over her face. “Ain’t nobody trying to help me find out who’s trying to fuck up my life, and don’t nobody seem to know shit either.”

“What the fuck you mean? I’m out here trying to help you.
I wouldn’t be here if I wasn’t trying to fucking help you. The problem is you’re so guarded. You never let nobody in, Lex. You think everyone is against you so much that you can’t even see when someone is in your face every day, having your back.” I stressed to her, and I could feel my adrenaline pumping.

“Yeah and the first moment shit gets hard you’re ready to drop a bitch for the next thing
blinging.” She shook her head while looking away.

“Baby, I did that so you could get your fucking self together. After all that shit that you’ve been through, you just
was going on a downward spiral. You were starting to give up on yourself. I was just trying to give you a reason not to give up.” I tenderly caressed her cheek.

“You could’ve fooled the fuck outta me with this
nigga laid up in your bed.”

“I don’t fucking love him just like you don’t fucking love her. Look neither one of us has been Perfect Patty, okay? We’ve both done our share of dirt, but in the end the only ones we got love for is each other.” I could feel my pussy tingle as I moved in closer to her. “Am I alone in this?”

She moved in closer to me as well, gripping her hands right at my waist. I missed the feel of her hands and the taste of her lips. Her sultry scent and the sweet smell of her breath were things that I longed for. We were only apart for a short time and yet it felt like a decade. I needed her just as much as she needed me, and as she nonchalantly bumped her forehead with mine, I knew that what I was feeling was real.

“Naw. Naw, you ain’t alone, Superior. But if we’re gonna do this for real then we need to do it. No more games,” Lexi replied, pulling me tightly in a warm embrace.

“I told you I didn’t come over here on no humbug and I’m still not on it, even though I can smell that bitch’s pussy all on your face. I don’t give a fuck about her. I love you.” I stuck out my tongue and licked her lips before giving them a few sweet pecks. “I don’t give a fuck about her. I’ll fuck her too if that’s what you want. Fuck her. I want you.”

“I want you
too, baby,” she sighed, squeezing me tighter. “I love you too, girl. I’m gonna do better. Mark my words, ya’ hear me? I promise; I’m gonna do better.”

I think it was the first time we had ever truly understood each other. She was mine,
and I was hers and officially we were back together in my mind. I could see myself marrying her and settling down with her. She finally got the hint. It took some time, and some fucked shit had to happen, but she finally figured out that life was about much more than partying and fucking.

I was so proud of her. But, she would never let me keep Andrew even if only for his bags of money. I had no idea what I was going to do, but knew that I had to do something if I wanted this to work out with her and me.

“Well, first thing’s first. We need to get you in the clear and out of trouble,” I said, playfully patting her on her butt. “So, how was Mindy killed?”

“She was on one couch and I was asleep on the other. When I woke up she was curled up in a ball facing away from me. I got up to tell her to get in the bed and when I turned her over she had a big ass knife in her chest with this note.” She reached in her pocket and took out the note, handing it to me.

After I read it, I handed it back to her not wanting it in my presence again. I couldn’t believe she was walking around with this thing on her, but I assumed she was holding it for some kind of evidence or proof that someone was setting her up. I couldn’t think of anything or anyone who could help us, but Andrew.

He was a cop,
and he knew how to investigate shit like this. I knew they were the last ones who would communicate with each other for help, but all I could hope was that they would work together for me. I took out my phone noticing a few missed calls from Jesse, already knowing why he was calling. This shit was getting deep.

“Listen babe, I know that this is the last thing that you would want to do, but I think we need to call Andrew.”

“What? Why are we calling him? You just said if he found out I was there he’d fucking arrest me,” Lexi snarled.

“Yeah, but I figured I could sweet talk him into helping us rather than jumping to conclusions. We’ve got to play our cards right and use every resource we got or else your ass is going to jail...” I paused as I watched her facial expression grow to show that she was offended, “…I’m saying, you came and asked her for help, and she ain’t have a pot to piss in for you.”

“I didn’t come and ask her for help. I came to ask her why she did it.”

“Wait. You think she did it?” I questioned, in disbelief.

“I don’t know.” Lexi flailed her arms, distraught. “This shit is just really fucked up, and it just seems like every road I turn down ends up being a dead end. What the fuck?”

“I know, baby. I know.” I rubbed her shoulders trying to console her. “That’s why I think we should use him. I’m telling you baby. He can help.”

I was about to dial Andrew’s number when Jesse called again. I reluctantly answered the call, “Yeah, Jess.”

“Did you hear about that shit that happened to my baby girl?” he shouted, frantically.

“Calm down, calm down so I can understand you. Yes, I heard about what happened, and I’m very sorry. I was just about to head over to the club and see what all I could do.”

“No,
there’s no sense in you coming here. There’s nothing here that could help the police solve the case. I just got off the phone with Honey and she tells me you’re with that girl that was staying over there at her house. Is that true?”

“What? No, no, I don’t know where she is,” I lied looking over at Honey’s house, unsurprised.

“Well, when you find that bitch, don’t meet up with nobody and don’t call nobody, but me. You understand? The police won’t get no information out of nobody like I will. I’m going to get to the bottom of this shit.”

“Yeah, uh huh. Jesse, just calm down. I gotta go now, but I’ll call you if I hear something,” I told him before I hung up the phone.

It was then that I knew I could not go back to the club. Jesse had a way of telling when us chicks were lying to him. I couldn’t go back, at least not until we found out who really killed Mindy. And, I had a right mind to believe that Honey was behind all of this. I didn’t believe it at first, but the fact that she would call Jesse to further the bullshit going on by naming Lexi as the prime suspect, only furthered my suspicions of her.

“Calm on, babe. My car is down here. I’m going to call Andrew and find out what he knows, and if he will meet us so we can talk to him about helping.” I grabbed her by the hand. “Are you okay with that?”

“I don’t give a fuck anymore. I just want my damn life back. It hasn’t even been twenty-four hours and already my life is going to hell in a hand basket,” Lexi grumbled as she walked off ahead of me and headed to my car.

Shots rang out behind us from the opposite side of the street as we turned, looking in the direction of the shooting. The echo that sounded made it hard for me to differentiate how close in proximity
it was to us, but after hearing car windows shatter, we knew it was definitely close to if not aiming right for us.

The car that it was coming from was parked a few feet from us, sitting in the opposite direction from which I came on the two-way street. Immediately, I ran to Lexi as she and I ducked down for cover, shielding each other from the array of bullets.

“Get down,” I yelled as we hit the grass hard on Lexi’s back.

We heard the car screech off, but because of all the parked cars on the block, were unable to get a good look at the car or the license plate. I lifted my head once we were in the clear, searching her body for any signs of blood or injury, simultaneously searching mine, as well.

The block was just as silent as it was when I first pulled up, and there was not a soul in sight ready to come and offer help. Honey didn’t even bother peeking her head out the door to see if we were still out here or alive. It only fueled my anger even more that she was behind all of this.

“Are you okay? Are you hit?” I asked, searching her body for bullet wounds once more.

“Yeah. Yeah, I think so.”

“What the fuck? Now, they aren’t just trying to frame you anymore. They’re trying to kill you,” I huffed, flopping my head on her rapidly pumping chest.