Rags to Riches: My Thug Angel 2 (4 page)

“What?! How ya’ll supposed to be some fucking gangsters but ya’ll can’t simply kill a fuck nigga? Where my baby? I’m finna fucking go,” she said, walking towards the stairs.

Slick

“What?! How ya’ll supposed to be some fucking gangsters but ya’ll can’t simply kill a fuck nigga? Where my baby? I’m finna fucking go,” Gena said before walking away. I snatched her by her arm, making her turn back facing me. I walked up the stairs and pushed her into my room.

“Keep your fuckin hands off of me, Kendrick.”

“Girl, shut the fuck up,” I said before making her sit down on my sofa in my room. “First off, you not finna come disturb Kenyah while she’s sleeping. Second, you ain’t finna leave yo little boyfriend’s house doing God knows what, and come up in here acting like you runnin’ shit, calm ya ass down before you make me fucking mad. Ya’ll have got to stay close to me until we get our hands on Mark.”

“I’m not staying around you,” she said, looking at me with a mug on her face.

“Well take ya ass out there and get smoked then. I’m not finna keep arguing with you about simple ass dumb shit, Gena. If you want to leave, leave, but Kenyah will be staying.” I sat down next to her. “Look Gena, I know what I did was beyond fucked up, but I can’t change the past. All I can do is make sure I’m smarter. It could have been much worse, but good thing it wasn’t. I know I’m sorry isn’t gonna keep cutting it, but I’m trying to be a better man. Spending all this time with Kenyah is really making me grow up. I wouldn’t want anybody doing her the way I’ve done you. I honestly love you, Gena.”

I looked at her and she had tears coming down her face, so I wiped them with my thumb. I pulled her up from where she was sitting and wrapped my arms around her. She put her head into my chest and started sobbing. I held her tighter. She lifted her head up and pressed her lips against mine. Things started to get heated, but I stopped them.

“When we decide to take this step again, I want you to do it because you really want to. Take some time to think about it.”

“And me and Kay haven’t even kissed, so shut the fuck up,” she said, looking me in the eyes.

“Bipolar ass,” I said, laughing and hugging her from behind, towering over her short frame.

“Whatever.” We heard yelling downstairs, so both of us headed to the door to find out what was going on.

“Bitch, you got some nerve coming here,” I heard Rayna say.

“Fuck you, hoe,” China said. After that, we heard rambling and I jumped down the stairs, seeing Ace holding Rayna against the wall.

“You better be glad you’re pregnant, weak ass bitch! You gon’ pay for that slap when you have that baby!”

“Why the fuck are you at my fucking house, China?”

“I just wanted to see how my baby daddy was doing,” she said, blowing a kiss at me and causing me to clench my jaw in anger.

“That is not my baby.”

“This is your baby, fuck nigga.”

“Okay, I’m gonna need you to get outta my house before I put one between ya eyes.” I heard Gena laughing in the background.

“What the fuck is so funny, bitch,” China said.

“You, hoe,” Gena said, clearly amused by the situation. “You won't be laughing when I have your nigga’s baby,” she said smirking.

“You proud? See, the thing is, no matter if you have ten of his babies, you will never be ME! He will never treat you the way he treats me! No matter how many kids he has from this point out, I will still be the woman who made him a father! You’re pathetic. I’m the first lady bitch, please. You’re welcome to take notes,” Gena said before flipping her hair over her shoulder and walking into the kitchen.

Everything was quiet until Rayna’s loud mouth busted out laughing; she walked over by China and started acting like she was picking up something.

“Here’s your face,” she said with a straight face. I kinda started to smirk and I looked over at Ace, who was making the same face. China let herself out, and the whole house erupted in laughter.

“Why you play so much, Rayna?” Ace said, playfully pushing her. “That girl finna go home and kill herself now,” Ace said.

“Nigga, I hope you don’t expect me to feel bad. Did you forget that you kill people for fun? Stop it. She’ll be alright,” Rayna said, waving the Idea off. “

Let’s go. I’m sleepy, it’s late, and you dragging me out of the house. We’ll pick up Ahleya in the morning. She doesn’t need to be out at this time,” Rayna said before her and Ace got up to walk out of the door. I walked back upstairs to my room and saw Gena under the covers completely knocked out. I walked to Kenyah’s room to check on her and she was still sleeping peacefully, so I went back to my room and got in the bed. As soon as my head hit the pillow, I was knocked out.

Rayna

I walked to the bathroom and turned on the shower. I took off my shirt and looked at the small scar I had from the bullet that went into my stomach. I was so insecure about it, and I didn’t even like Ace seeing me naked. We haven’t had sex since before I got shot. I finished taking off my clothes as I stepped into the shower. I grabbed my bar of soap and started washing my body, making sure to pay close attention to my womanly parts. After I had washed about four times, I rinsed my rag out and put my
Coco Chanel body wash on it, washing my neck and my arms with it. I was rinsing off when I heard the shower door open. On instinct, I covered my body. Ace came in the shower.

“I wish you would stop doing that.” I didn’t say anything. I just turned around so that my scar wasn’t visible. “Rayna,” he said, aggravated.

“Yes, Anthony?”

“Come here,” he said, sitting on the bench at the back of the shower and tapping his leg. I went over and sat on his lap. “Could you stop acting like that, please?”

“Acting like what?” I said, acting like I didn’t know what he was talking about.

“Covering up every time you take off your clothes. Your scar is barely visible. You need to start being proud of everything you’ve gone through. Your scar tells your story, and you should take pride in it. Did I mention you can barely see it?” he said, repeating what he had said at the beginning of the conversation and chuckling a little bit.

“Awww, look at you, being all sweet and stuff.”

“Nigga, I’m always sweet to you.”

“You have your moments.”

“Whatever girl,” he said, playfully pushing me off of him and getting up and starting to wash himself. I sat there looking at him and all of his sexiness. When he finished washing his body, he started washing his curly hair. “I think I’m gonna let my hair grow out a little bit.”

“You have really pretty hair, so I don’t see why not.”

“I’m gon’ have a man bun. It’ll make me look like less of a kingpin,” he said laughing.

“You’re so corny, babe,” he finished washing his hair then came back and sat by me, lifting me up and placing me in his lap so I was straddling him facing forward. We looked into each other’s eyes for a few seconds before our lips met. He picked me up and walked out of the shower back to the room. He laid me down while kissing me on my neck and working his way down my body, sucking on my hardened nipples and making his way down. He kissed the scar I was so insecure about and made his way down to my thighs, and on to my freshly pedicured toes before coming back up to my girl.

“Ooooh Ace,” was all I could get out of my mouth before he devoured my love. He kept going making sure he licked every inch of me until my legs started to shake and I had reached my climax. I got up and pushed him on his back. He laid down and I grabbed his hardened tool, trying to put all of him in my mouth at once and wet it all in the process, which was pretty hard. I put my hand on the bottom half right under my mouth, massaging it while sucking it at the same time.

“I missed this,” I said between sucks.

“Shit, me too,” he said, unable to control his words.
Yeah Rayna, you got his ass
, is what I was thinking in my head.

“Come on,” he said, pulling me up and placing me on my back. He grabbed my legs and pushed them back towards my head.

“Wait, can you use a condom? I don’t wanna get pregnant right now.”

“Nah,” he replied, sliding himself into me. I wanted to protest, but the pain mixed with pleasure overtook me. He started picking up his pace, and I could feel him touching my spot.

“Bae, you’re hitting my spottt oooahhh.”

“Shut up,” he said, slapping my thigh; my whole body started to feel full. Waves started moving throughout my body, and just as I was about to climax again, he took it out

“You don’t nut until daddy says so. Turn over.” I was so mad to the point I wanted to get my ass up and finish the job on my own, but I knew that would never fly so I turned over like he asked.

“And fix yo face,” he said, grabbing my hair and whispering into my ear.

“Fuck you,” I replied.

“Ok,” he said before he plunged into me with no mercy.

“Ahhh.”

“Yea, talk that shit now,” he said, grabbing my hair while pounding my insides. I started to get that feeling again, and before you know it, juices were everywhere. I felt him speed up before collapsing on top of me.

“I know you didn’t just do what I think you did,” I said, touching in between my legs. I got up and went to the bathroom, slamming the door in the process. “This nigga got some fuckin nerve.”

Kay

I picked up the phone and called Gena. She answered on the fourth ring.

“Hello,” she said just above a whisper.

“Why are you whispering?”

“Kenyah’s still sleeping.”

“But I thought she was with her dad, Gena.” I heard shuffling.

“Nigga, what you want?” that nigga Slick said into the phone.

“Nigga, I see you got a chip on your shoulder,” I said, laughing.

“Nah, not really. She left you to come home to daddy.”

“Yea I hear you. Bet not let me get a hold to her. I’ll show her what a real nigga like.”

“That’ll never happen, nigga. Might as well find you somebody else to play with,” he said before hanging up the phone. This nigga really didn’t know me. Time to do some damage.

I woke up the next morning ready to get some shit started, so I went to one of them niggas’ well known trap houses. As soon as them niggas Dro and Eric saw me, they raised their guns.

“I come in peace,” I said, raising my shirt showing them that I wasn’t strapped.

“What do you want then, nigga,” Eric said, looking at me up and down.

“I have a proposition for ya’ll.”

“We’re waiting nigga, time is money,” Dro said, looking unmoved.

“I have 40,000 dollars each for you two to keep an eye on Slick and Ace for me. Nobody will ever know it was you.” They looked at me, rubbing their hands together and smiling, and I knew they were gonna say yes.

“Fuck no, nigga,” Dro spat.

“You know ya’ll need this money, broke ass lil niggas.”

“First off, we’re far from broke. 40,000? That ain’t shit that we ain’t seen before. Besides all that, no matter how much you give us, we ain’t doing it. These the two niggas that put us on when we ain’t have shit. Now we living better than ever. We may not have as much money as them, but we have more than any of the rest of their workers. Balee dat, plus loyalty is everything. We ain’t hurting for shit homeboy, so peel that ass up outta here before you catch a beat down and a fucking bullet,” Dro said. I went for my gun when I heard one being cocked.

“Get the fuck from ‘round,” a big ass nigga told me. I took that as an opportunity to get the hell out of dodge.

“I shoulda brought my people with me man, FUCK!” I said, hitting the steering wheel. I thought them niggas would go for that money quick.

I was at Red Lobster getting some lunch when I noticed this beautiful girl sitting by herself at the table. I sat down.

“Now why would a beauty like you be sitting by yourself?” She chuckled a little, scooting back and showing me her little belly.

“Because nobody thinks pregnant chicks are cool.”

“You and your baby daddy still together?”

“Nah, sadly not. I’m on my own with this one.”

“Damn, that’s fucked up. I’d never do a woman like that who was carrying my seed.”

“Everybody doesn’t think like you,” she said, getting up from the table. “I have to get back to work, but it was nice meeting you Mr...”

“Kay.”

“Mr. Kay,” she started to walk away from the table.

“Wait,” I said. “Let me get your number, so I can take you out some time.”

“You don’t have to feel sorry for me.”

“No, I want to.”

“Okay,” she handed me a napkin

“What’s your name, beautiful?”

“China,” she said before walking away.

Damn,
is what I thought to myself watching her walk away.

Chapter 5:

Rayna

“Baby, I gotta go check on some stuff, I’ll be back in about an hour. Be safe and turn the alarm on.”

“Mmmhmm, whatever.” I was still kind of upset with him about the other night.

“You really still mad?”

“Nah, I’m good,” I said, lying.

“Let a nigga find out you lying.”

“Whatever, Anthony.”

“Rayna, I just wanna make sure you’re safe, especially since I haven’t hired new security yet.” Ace had to fire security after I got shot because he felt like people should never be let into our gate with a weapon, and even if they did get in with a weapon, they should be quick enough to ensure that nothing happens.

“Well I called one of my friends I met doing some business one time when I was younger and new to the game. We got really close, and I would trust him with my life. He said he just moved back to Atlanta, and he was coming here to discuss it with me in a few because he had stopped doing security stuff for a while to get other business ventures going.

“Okay, well I gotta get ready for work,” I said, getting out of the bed and heading to the shower. “I wonder who he’s talking about, because Ace doesn’t trust anybody other than Slick,” I said to myself. Weird.

I got in the shower and washed my body. I heard the doorbell ring throughout the house, but I’m guessing Ace answered the door so I continued to wash. I washed my hair in the process; after I was done, I got out of the shower. I looked in the mirror and my hair was all curly, falling on my shoulders. It has grown out since I last got it cut. I’ve never had a perm before because my hair gets so straight with blowouts. I think my dad might have been mixed with something, but I don’t really remember exactly what it was. I put some mouse on my hair and decided to wear it curly in a bun today. I put on my long sleeved black undershirt with my purple scrubs on top. It was summer, but it was always so cold in the hospital. I put on my slides because I keep my work shoes in my locker, and headed down the stairs. I saw Ace sitting on a couch talking to a light skinned, very toned looking man with super wavy low cut hair.

“Hey Ray. I want you to meet somebody.” His friend turned around, and I almost hit the fucking floor. Sexy wasn’t the damn word. He favored the football player Aaron Hernandez, but maybe even a little finer. I had a man though, so I played it off. “This is my boy that I was telling you about earlier,” he outstretched his hand to me, “Enrico Martinez,”

“Rayna Kingston, very nice to meet you Enrico. Well Ace, I’m gonna head to work.”

“Alright, I’ll walk you out.” Ace walked me out to my Range Rover, and I got into the driver's side.

“Have a good day,” he said before kissing my lips.

“Thank you baby, I will.”

When I got to work, I walked into the nurse’s locker room they had set up for us. Gena was sitting in a chair putting her shoes on.

“Ooooo bitch.” She looked up.

“Bitch, I didn’t even see you on shift today,” Gena said happily.

“I wasn’t on shift, but Shannon called in so they asked if I could work. I said yes ‘cause I knew you’d be here,” I told her.

“Yes girl, so wassup! I know that
oooo bitch
meant you was finna tell me something.”

“Girl, Ace talking ‘bout hiring some new security, and bitch when I tell you one of his friends from way back came to the house because Ace wanted to talk to him about doing it. Girl, when I tell you it was the sexiest specimen I had ever laid eyes on.”

“Girl, you better watch it. You know Ace ass is retarded when it comes to you.”

“Girl, looking ain’t a crime.”

“Whatever nigga, did you forget that I know you better than anybody? You had a twinkle in yo damn eye. Watch it,” she said, smirking at me.

“I know Ace be seeing fine girls and telling Slick that they fine. It’s human nature, just look. Don’t touch!”

“We still got like forty-five minutes before our shift starts, let's go downstairs and get a coffee,” Gena said, and I agreed

“So are you done talking to Kay?” I asked Gena “I don’t know, he’s been hitting me up since I left his house, and I do miss him. It has been nice though to have my baby with both parents these last few days.”

“Girl, it’s only been like a day, you’re being so deep,” I said, and we both burst out into laughter.

“It has just been nice, girl.”

“Yeah, I bet,” I said, looking at her sideways.

“Girl, we did NOT fuck if that’s what you’re thinking,” she said, placing her coffee down.

“Well that’s surprising.”

“Shut up heffa,” I looked at my watch.

“Well let's get to work, chile; being the youngest sexiest nurses ain’t gonna save us if we’re late.”

“Girl, we’re almost twenty. Not too young.”

“It went by so fast. I turned eighteen the month we graduated high school, and nineteen right after we graduated college. It’s crazy; we worked our asses off in high school so once we graduated high school, our associate degrees were almost complete. Ace was so mad that I wouldn’t allow him to throw me a party for either.”

“Yeah, they asses already twenty. They say they never got held back in school and started late, but the way they be acting got me wondering if they rode that short bus,” Gena said, causing us both to bust out laughing.