I Needed You

Chapter 2

I had caught my first body that night, and I felt like I was a grown ass man. My thoughts was interrupted when somebody knocked on the door.

"Come in,"I said.

"Hey daddy,"Jovanna said.

I sighed,"What you want Jo?"

She shut the door and sat on my lap.

"Aww, you seem stressed baby,"she said as she massaged my shoulders.

Shit I was stressed, I gotta maintain this shit with these lil niggas making sure all my money and product is right, then I gotta make sure babygirl was straight, and I got this lil situation with some bitch claiming her son is my child.

"Lemme make you feel great baby,"she whispered in my ear and got down on her knees.

All you heard was slurping and my moans.

"Damn girl,"I said softly and put my hand on the back of her head and pushed it further down on my dick. My head fell back as I felt myself about to explode.

A few minutes later I nutted in her mouth, and her nasty, freaky ass swallowed every drop.

She was about to pull her shorts down, but I stopped her.

"You know the deal Jo, so we not bout to go there,"I said seriously.

She sighed,"Why you don't fuck me baby?"

Eww, this bitch begging. Ladies that shit is not cute, it's a turnoff.

"Jovanna get the fuck out, now."

She rolled her eyes and left my office.

Just when I was about to light up my cigar, Bobby came busting through my door.

"What the fuck Bobby?"I said madly.

"Man get the fuck up! Moms in the damn hospital!"he yelled and I got my ass up so fast and we rushed out my office.

"Aye Saint, watch over this shit til I get back!"I yelled to my nephew Saint as me and Bobby left out the trap house.

We got in his Bentley and he sped off.

"What the fuck happen?"I asked.

"Ion know man, all I know is when I went over there to drop the money off to her, she was laid out on the living room floor unconscious, and the house was trashed bruh,"he replied as he sped through traffic.

I sighed heavily and rubbed my hand over my face and thought about what he just said. The only thing that came to mind was them east side niggas. They was the only one with a motive, and was probably looking for some drugs, but I don't put that shit where my moms reat her head at. Dumb ass niggas.

"Did she look like she was beaten?"

"Nah, but they prolly hit her upside the head though to make her go unconscious."

I hit the dashboard repeatedly. I was heated, cause my momma was everything to me and I could not lose her and knowing that some niggas we got beef with did this shit to her made me angrier.

He pulled into Methodist Hospital parking lot and I got out as soon as he parked the car. I ran into the hospital and to the desk.

"I'm lookin for Tamaira Thompson,"I said to the lady behind the desk.

She typed something into the computer.

"Room 218."

I nodded my head as Bobby came in and I headed towards the elevator.

We got to the room and there was my momma, in the bed with something wrapped around her head and she was watching tv.

"Hey Ma,"I said as me and Bobby walked in.

She smiled,"Hey baby."

"Ma you aight? What happened?"I asked as I sat next to her bed.

"Some niggas came bustin in my house and started yellin talkin bout where the money and product at and started trashin my damn house. Before I could reach for the gun under my couch, the leader knocked my ass out cold. But I'm fine baby."

I got mad all over again, don't nobody put they hands on my momma and think they can get away from it.

"You know what these niggas look like?"Bobby asked.

"One was tall, and the other was average height, but I didn't see no faces though."

I sighed heavily and sat back down in the chair next to the bed.

"Baby I'm fine okay?"she said to me.

"Aight momma, I hear you."

"Now, how are my boys doin?"she asked me and Bobby.

"Shidd, I'm good, jus livin,"Bobby answered and sat back in his chair crossing his legs at the ankles.

"I'm aight, jus gotta lotta shit goin on,"I replied.

"Hows my grandbabies?"

"Marion good, and Maniyah coo too."

I was keeping it short and simple.

"Lamir don't play wit me. You still didn't talk to Maniyah, huh?"

I shook my head no.

"Byron how long you gon wait? You already waited long enough, the girl gon be eighteen in a couple months, she needs to know everything."

I sighed. I knew she was right, but I'm not gon lie I was scared to even approach my babygirl. I didn't even know how to approach her, and she didn't even know if I was alive or not. Hell she didn't know nothing! So how in hell am I suppose to approach a seventeen year old girl and tell her everything that needs to be told.

"Ma, how am I suppose to approach her? What if she mad, and don't want nothin to do wit me, then what?"

She shrugged,"Well dats how its gon be baby. She's gon be hurt, mad, sad, all of it. Look at how you jus left her. Dats jus somethin you gon have to face, and deal wit, but you need to let her know Byron, you can't jus leave dat baby in the dark about everything,"she said seriously.

"Why don't you have Marion go wit you, she need to meet her big brother too,"Bobby suggested.

"I will, when the time is right."

Me and Bobby stayed at the hospital for anpther hour or so, then decided to leave.

"Byron don't jus leave dat baby clueless. And I wanna see my grandaby too, so don't wait too long,"my momma told me before we left.

"Aight Ma, I got you."

"Kay baby, love you,"she said as I kissed her cheek.

"Love you too."

"Bobby you betta give me some suga boy,"my momma said loudly since he was on the phone, prolly with some bitch he was fucking.

"Dang Ma, she jus hung up on my ass,"Bobby said and we laughed.

He kissed her forehead and we finally left the hospital.

Bobby wasn't my blood brother, but he was my brother though. My momma let him live with us when his folks got murdered in front of him when he was nine years old.

"You goin back to the trap?"Bobby asked as he pulled out of the hospital's parking lot.

"Nah man, I need to go to the crib,"I said and yawned. A nigga was tired but I knew I wasn't about to get no sleep, I had to make a couple phone calls and see what was up with this kid situation.