Ezriah.
Eleven years. Today had officially hit the eleven year mark since I killed a nigga for fucking with my ex. Wasn't my first body, and damn sure won't be the last but the story behind it just makes it one of the worst killings I've ever done.
The emotion behind the reason why I killed him, the aftermath and the state I was in after the killing is what made it ten times worse.
She was the reason why I couldn't bring myself to love. I didn't want someone I was in love with to ever look at me with the look of disgust, and hatred she did.
November 2nd, 2012.
East Harlem NY.
"What's popping nigga? You sliding to that party tonight or what." Flocko asked as he made his way through the glass doors that connected the rest of the house to the back yard patio.
"You always walking up in my shit like it's yours. And nah probably not, Me and Sash goin' out tonight." I said as I sat back in the chair I was sitting in.
I met Sasha my ninth grade year of high school, here we were seniors about to graduate and she was still my baby. I barely went to school, my focus was on other things but I still tried my best to get my diploma.
I honestly didn't care if I graduated or not, as long as my baby did was all that mattered to me.
"You love her huh?" Flocko asked as he poured himself a glass of orange juice, making himself comfortable as he plopped down on the couch.
"Hell yeah." Nipsey answered for me before I could respond. He was walking into the kitchen which was an open space so you could see the living room as you sat at the island.
"All he talk about is that damn girl, I wouldn't be surprised if he had a secret shrine of just pictures and shit of her somewhere." Nipsey said earning a laugh from Flocko.
I sucked my teeth. "Fuck you. I'm not entertaining no niggas named 'Ermias' and 'James' fucking old ass men." I joked as I made my way to my bedroom.
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"Hey baby." Her raspy yet sultry voice came through the phone.
I smiled. "What's up love, you ready?"
The calmness in her voice tricked me, I wouldve thought she was ready by how she answered the phone. "Actually, give me about fifteen minutes. Don't come here just yet. Please?"
I raised my eyebrow, something felt off. I was already parked outside of her house so I had to wait regardless and I honestly didn't plan on leaving, despite her asking me not to come just yet.
My curiosity got the best of me and I couldn't help but to exit my car and make my way towards her home. I knew her parents were gone because she had been boasting all week about how she wanted to throw a party and whatnot—I didn't mind her having a party, I just thought it was a stupid idea.
Walking up to her front door, I twisted the doorknob and to my surprise it was open. As I made my way through the house my heart thudded in my chest. I could almost hear it, that's how fast and hard it was beating. Something felt off.
I approached her room door, and I hesitated before entering. But once I did, I knew from then I couldn't turn back.
Sasha was on her back, and a man stood over her. A man I knew all too well.
"What the fuck?!"
Nothing could have prepared me for this moment, I knew there were trials and tribulations in life but I never knew one of the greatest hardships in my life would be my girlfriend sleeping with my father.
Rage. That was all I felt in the moment, I cherished the ground this girl walked on.. We were young but I knew I was in love with her. And even at this very moment, the rage I felt wasn't aimed at her, it was him.
They both jumped up at my words, horror evident in both of their faces. "B-baby, I can explain. Please! Just listen to me." Sasha pleaded as she made her way to me, grabbing my hands.
I snatched my hands away from her, shoving her down to the ground. "Bitch fuck you. You eighteen fucking an old ass man, nigga dick probably barely work."
My sperm donor laughed, "But I needed the money! He has it all Ezzy. Please you have to believe me! He said he'll take care of me, I swear I didn't want to but he promised you would never find out. He said he would take care of me for you!"
Her idiotic words made my jaw clench, I wasn't even mad about the fact she slept with him. I was mad that he even came on to her, knowing her situation, her struggles. She had been raped and molested multiple times, her trauma making her an easy target.
Although she was at fault too, he was the villain. I had shared with him I didn't know how to deal with her at times because she opened up to me about her past, and why it makes her distant and it's harder for her to except love, so for him to take advantage of that made my skin crawl.
"Sasha, shut the fuck up and get the fuck out."
She frowned, holding the blanket tight. "Why? What are you doing Ezzy?"
"GO! NOW!" I shouted at her, she flinched and hurriedly made her way to the foyer.
A single tear left my eye as I stared into black eyes of the man who made me the way I am today. I was the spitting image of my father from the face, height, to the mannerisms, the way we acted. Everyone knew I was Mac Dre's son.
In this very moment, the person I once looked up to and adored: I wanted to kill. Not only for fucking my girlfriend, but cheating on my mother. For the fifth time, this time the girl was barely 18. The others weren't too far in age either though.
"You're a fucking pedophile." I spat.
He laughed at me, he really found humor in this situation. I could tell by the look in his eyes he wasn't taking me seriously.
"Son, you win some you lose some. I was just showing you she wasn't a keeper. Okay?" He says as he drops the blanket with no shame, and starts to get dressed.
He called himself trying to walk out of the door, so I quickly stopped him. I would've shot him as he was walking out, but that would make me a coward.
I scoffed. "You groomed her, you piece of shit. And what about Ma huh? It's just fuck her?"
He patted my chest, "Your mother and I's relationship died a long time ago son."
I blacked out. Last thing I remember is reaching for my 9mm Pistol.
I felt as if I died. Either it was the whiplash, or the sound of the gun that made me snap back in to reality but I know I heard two familiar voices.
"Oh my god! No!" I heard my mother's voice say.
"Fuck!" Nipsey yelled.
Sasha had called them once she heard everything transpire and they got here in no time. Everything from that day was so foggy and the last thing I remember is my mother telling me. "Son, after today your life will never be the same. No matter how much you think you hated your father what you did will alter your life and your mental forever. Just know that no matter what you do, I will always be here for you. And it's going to be a tough ride but trust me, mommy got your back forever. You hear me?"
I remember Ermias helping Sasha get enrolled into college, across the country. I disliked her but I never uttered a word about what happened that night to anybody other than my mom and brother.
My mother was right, that night changed me. Forever.
"Let me get a shot of Don Julio." I told the bartender as I ordered my fifth drink for the night. Somehow I found myself at Cimani's job, SWEETS of NY. I didn't even know whether or not she worked tonight I just knew I was hoping to run into her.
The bartender happily handed me my shot and I didn't hesitate to throw it back. On top of the many shots I had took, I had also popped a Perc 10. I did them occasionally and honestly it was only to cope with the many emotions I battled on a day to day basis.
I knew it wasn't healthy to hold everything in, I came from a praying mother so I didn't mind expressing my feelings, nor did I hide them. I just was at a point in my life where I was tired of making my problems every one else's.
I needed to give my family a break from my stress, I was always the problem child. Being that it was just me, my brother, and my mom now I wanted to minimize any drama in my life. I didn't want to feel anything, I wanted to feel completely numb, and drugs was the only way for me.
Cimani numbed me too though, she gave me that euphoric feeling. Crazy, we only went on two dates. Shit like this made me question the universe, was this fate?
The feeling I got around her, no drug could give me. It was starting to scare me honestly, I never felt so much this quick in my life.
My low eyes scanned the club, it was a Thursday so it wasn't that packed. I felt myself getting a little tipsy and I looked towards the door, my security gave me a nod.
"What you sippin' on baby?" I heard an unfamiliar voice say from behind me, causing me to turn my head.
I turned around to be face to face with a 5'5, thick, caramel stripper. "Don. You want a drink?"
Cimani.
Walking to the back of my job I let out a sigh, it was a slow day and I honestly was ready to go home. I was working behind one of the many bars and we were barely getting any customers.
I wore a snake skin body suit, and a pair of brown Hermes slides. My hair was out and curly, I didn't wear much makeup just some lashes.
"Can I get a shot of Casamigos please?"
My eyes matched the voice to the face and I couldn't help but to roll my eyes. "What are you doing here Jared?"
His eyes burned holes through me, as I poured him a shot his eyes trailed from my chest, to my feet. He knew I shied away from his glare, so he let out a laugh as I turned around, acting as if I was restocking the liquor.
"What time you off ma?"
As I spun back around to answer him, my eyes came in contact with a familiar build. He sat at the bar in a crisp white tee, a blue pair of denim tears jeans & a blue fitted hat.
Although how fine he was looking caught my attention, what really had it was the busty stripper sitting next to him. Her arm on his bicep like they're just having a jolly ol' time.
He just ate my pussy bitch. I thought.
Snapping back to reality, I realized once again we were not exclusive. "I get off at 12. Let's go get ice cream?" I said as I smiled.
Grabbing my hand, he placed a soft kiss on it. "Of course mama. You could get away for a second? I wanna chop it up with you. Alone."
I bit down on my lip thinking whether or not I should go talk to him. I knew what he wanted to talk about and honestly, I was tired of this same cycle.
"Five minutes Jared, seriously."
We made our way to the back of the club, it was a little secluded area in the back by the exit. Since the club wasn't as packed as it usually is, we actually had space to sit down.
I took a seat on the couch and he stood in between my legs, looking down at me. "Give a nigga a hug or something ma I ain't see you in mad long."
I laughed as I leaned in for a hug,
As he broke away from the hug, he turned around as we both heard a familiar voice. "Wassup?"
I couldn't help but to roll my eyes at the sight of Ezriah standing in the door way. Although I was a little mad that he was at the bar flirting with a stripper, I wasn't going to deny him just because Jared was around. At the end of the day, I'm single.
"Well hello, Ezriah."
Jared raises his eyebrow at me, now staring me dead in my face. "You callin' this nigga by his government?"
Ezriah let out a laugh as he made his way towards us. "So am I seeing you after this?" Ezriah asks, cutting me off before I could respond to Jared.
Jared never took his hands off of my waist, I felt as his skin grew hot. I could tell by the look on his face that he was mad, but he didn't want to take it there with Saint.
"Where Dime at?" I say referring to the stripper he was just having a good ol' time with at the bar.
He shoots me a sly smirk, fixing his Rolex that sat perfectly on his wrist before responding. "Probably still at the bar waiting for me, I don't mind standing her up though. You just gotta get rid of this nigga."
Jared let out a scoff, and I tried my best not to giggle as my mouth sat ajar as I tried to suppress the laughed that wanted to escape my throat.
"So you really fuck wit' this nigga huh?" Jared asks.
I let out a deep breath before removing his hands from my waist and stepping towards the exit. "I'm so not doing this tonight." Was all I said before making my way towards the front exit.
In all honesty, I was ready to go home with Ezriah I just didn't want to have to break the news to Jared. So I decided it was best if I just left, that way I wouldn't have to chose in front of either of them. I knew me choosing Ezriah in front of Jared would just give Ezriah an ego boost, and I wasn't here to boost no nigga ego.
The entire ride home I blasted music thinking it would keep me out of my thoughts, that was up until 'Cum Get It' by Tink started playing.
My head clouded with thoughts as the liquor I drunk at the bar started getting to me, I couldn't help but to think about Saint as the words to the song flowed through my car speakers.
I was curious to see what sex with him felt like, I wanted him bad. I liked the thought of us sneaking around, I was now turned on with the thought of us doing nasty things to each other with no strings attached.
Being in a relationship for so long with someone who had me slowly losing faith in men, having a fling that just consisted of great sex, great chemistry, and some tricking? Didn't sound too bad to me after all.
I gripped the steering wheel tightly as the thought of the way Ezriah's tongue wraps around my clit crossed my mind. I couldn't erase the thought from my mind since the day it happened.
Pulling up to my house, I let out a sigh as I sat in my drive way. I was debating on whether or not I wanted to call him.
I didn't want him to think I was just going to agree to his terms and everything he say go, that's not how I wanted this to go. I wanted us to have a mutual agreement so neither of us gets confused.
Just as I was about to reach for my phone I seen a car parked across the street flash their headlights, my eyebrow raised as I got a good look at the car.
I let out a chuckle as I picked up my phone.
"Wassup sexy?"
I playfully rolled my eyes as I stared at his car through my mirror. "Did you follow me home?"
"If I tell you the truth you gon' dub me?"
I let out a sigh as I slapped my hand across my forehead. This man wasn't a walking red flag and here I was, ready to fuck him.
"Let's go." Was all I said before grabbing my purse and making my way to my front door. I unlocked the door as I heard his footsteps behind me.
Surprisingly I had the house to myself, Chloè was at a friends and Ashley was at Nipsey's.
I heard his chains clinking against each other as he approached my front door, his frame towered over mine as I opened the door, letting us in. His cologne mixed with weed scent hit my nose and that alone had me wet.
I noticed he had a blunt in between his lips as he walked towards me. "Wassup baby talk to me, how was ya' day?" He asks as his hands snaked around my waist. He brought his lips down to my neck as he planted small kisses.
I softly bit down on my lip as my arms made their way to his shoulders, "It was okay, all I did was work." I said softly.
His hands now traveled to my butt, cupping it before picking me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck as he walked me up the stairs.
"Oh yeah? You working hard huh mama? I like that. You could take a few days off though now, I told you I got you."
Once we made it upstairs I pointed to my room just so he wouldn't get lost, once we made it inside he kicked the door close with his foot.
"Do you got me though?"
He placed me down on the bed and then flipped me on my stomach. He reached for the zipper to my jumpsuit and then peeled the fabric off of my skin.
"I can show you better than I can tell you."
Was all he said before making me arch my back as I now sat before him naked. I let out a soft moan as he slapped my ass and then dipped his head in between my legs.
His tongue went from my ass to my clit, he softly kissed it before giving it a few licks. He took both of his hands and spread my butt cheeks, pushing his head further into my pussy he now sucked on my clit.
"Yessss, right there." I let out as I arched my back a little more, now softly twerking my ass on his face.
He licked and slurped from behind, causing my legs to tremble as he now inserted his thumb into my ass.
Giving my ass a good slap, he then spit on my pussy before sucking on my clit again. I let out soft moans as the pleasure was now intensified.
"You hear how wet that pussy is baby?" He asks as he inserts a finger inside of me.
"Mhmmm daddy." Was all I said as his fingers slipped from my hole to my clit. I was on cloud nine.
Putting his tongue back on my clit, he now used both hands to spread my cheeks again as I reached my orgasm. "Let that shit out, all on my face." He says as he slurps up my juices.
I let out one final moan before almost collapsing on the bed, but before I could he grabbed my leg. "Uh uh, you about to take this dick." Was all he said before grabbing a condom out of his pocket.
He slipped his chains off, and placed them on my dresser. Then the Rolex, and lastly the Glock nine that rested in the waistband of his briefs.
Kicking his pants off, he swiftly opened the condom and rolled it on his dick. I knew from when I sucked his dick that when we fucked, he was going to be a challenge for me, I didn't like when a dick was too big it sometimes causes the sex to hurt.
He teased the tip of his dick from my clit to my entrance, the anticipation made my pussy pulse as I waited for him to be deep inside of me.
"Shit." He whispered as he slowly pushed his length in me. My mouth hung open and it seemed I couldn't even make a sound as I adjusted to his length.
Speeding up his pace, I felt something warm hit my ass hole which was spit, he slowly slipped his thumb in my ass as he sped his slow strokes up a bit.
"Oouu, this dick feel so good." I whispered as kept my back arched, I planned on fucking him back as soon as my walls got used to his size.
"This pussy feel even better." He groaned as he fucked me from behind.
His thumb in my ass plus his dick stretching me out gave me a feeling I never felt during sex before. It was an unexplainable amount of pleasure and my pussy got wetter with each stroke.
"Damn ma this fuckin' condom slipping off that shit so wet." He moaned as he slow stroked me. These weren't regular strokes though, these were those strokes where you start off slow as the dick is halfway in but then you slam the rest of the length in as you end the stroke off.
I couldn't form words as he fucked me, he was fucking me like he had something to prove. I had to prove myself now too.
My eyes rolled back as I mustered up some strength to fight back. I slowly started to throw my ass back on him as he continued to slow stroke me. I was ready for them real strokes.
"Fuck. Chill out." He whispered as I sped up, I wanted him to catch it every time I threw it at him.
His low moans hyped me up as I twerked my ass on his dick. "You like that daddy?" I moaned, reaching under myself to now rub my clit.
"Mhmm, keep throwing it just like that baby." I looked back at him as he bit down his lip, his hands cupping both of my ass cheeks as they clapped against him.
Once he seen me look back he grabbed my curls, pulling my head towards him as he twisted my neck around so that I could kiss him.
We shared a sloppy, wet kiss as he fucked me from behind.
He let me go and I damn near tapped out, I held onto the sheets as he slammed into me. All you heard was our skin slapping together and our moans.
I let out a gasp as he now flipped me over so that I was on my back. Grabbing both of my ankles, he held my legs apart as he slid back into me.
All I could do was stare at his physique and the tattoos that were spread across his chest. "Oh shit." I moaned as his dick slipped in and out of me.
His moans turned me on, as he stared down at me. My pussy was so wet for him, it was a shame.
"This my pussy mine now, you hear me?"
My eyes started to roll to the back of my head a little bit as he spread my legs further apart. "Mhm." Was all I could mumble, I was at a lost for words.
His lips crashed into mine as his dick was still deep in me. We sucked on each others lips, tongue and fought with our mouths as we continued to fuck.
"Shit you about to make me nut." He said his voice raspy, making my walls clench against his dick.
"Fuckkk..." he groaned as his thumb now massaged my clit.
He keep his strokes subtle as he rubbed my clit, his eyes shut tightly as I felt his dick pulse inside of me. Reaching up, I grabbed the back of his neck and crashed his lips into mine.
He wrapped both arms around me as his body stiffened. I let out a sigh as he nutted into the condom. His body fell onto mine and he went limp.
Our breathing matched each others as we laid there, blissful. "You cooking in the morning sexy?" He asked making me chuckle.
His fingers ran through my hair as I traced the tattoos on his chest. "I got you."
The room fell silent for a few minutes, both of us lost in our thoughts. The sex was amazing, it was too good I fear.
"So... what now?" I asked.
Ezriah looked up at me before responding. "Let's talk about it in the morning, I can't get over how good this pussy is." He said as his hands traveled between my legs.
I let out a small giggle as he placed kisses on my nipples. I didn't mind fucking him all night long.
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