Chapter 7: Ditched

DANA

"Chris you were a funny looking ass baby." I said, breaking the awkward silence that had fell over the living room.

"I was just about to say the same thing. Why your face look like that?" Prince chimed in.

"My face is sexy, it look just like I look now." Chris said defensively.

"Uh, who are you trying to fool? Us or yourself? I giggled.

He smacked his lips and waved his hand dismissively. "Man forget y'all."

Another awkward silence fell over us before Chris spoke again.

"So, he's really our uncle, huh?" He said, looking up at August.

"Fraid so." August responded. He walked over to Chris and handed him the picture. "There's no denying, that he is in fact who he says that he is."

My brows furrowed. "So what did he want? What did he say was the reason for coming to see you? No, better question, what did he say was the reason for dad just being a scum bucket? That's what I'm really curious about."

Chris and Prince snickered while August sighed. "He said he wanted to talk, to all of us."

"Talk to all of us for what?" Chris questioned. "I don't know this nigga, wouldn't even know him if I passed him on the streets. I'm not talking to nobody I don't know. That's out."

"How does he even know that all of us exist?" Prince questioned with a strange look on his face; a mixture of fear and surprise.

August sighed again, this time a little louder than he had done earlier. He began looking around the house, as if he suspected to see someone's shadow or something just lurking about. The facial expression on his face worried me, the way his lips were tightened into a scowl got me to thinking, and once my eyes skimmed down his body and caught sight of him clenching and unclenching his fists, I knew that I would not like the answer he was about to give us. Before I could react he lunged forward and punched the wall. Putting a big hole directly through it. Everyone gasped as he punched the wall another four times after that.

"You know what, I think I'm just going to go upstairs and check on Ro." I said, standing up from my seat and scurrying off upstairs.

Once I got upstairs I walked down the hallway as fast as I possibly could, eager to get to Ro's room.
When I got to Ro's room the door was slightly opened, confusing me since I had closed it earlier when I left. Pushing the door opened quietly, I walked inside the room and looked around. The moon had finally made its appearance so thanks to her chandelier, beautiful lights danced around the room like something enchanted in a story book. As I continued to look around the room, I seen that everything seemed to be in order and in its right place. Royalty was still sound asleep in her bed, looking just as beautiful as Aphrodite herself. Her cute little tight black curls had become tangled in her tiny fist, as soft snores slipped from her pouty little pink lips. For some strange reason, the peacefulness that Royalty had when she slept gave me comfort. It warmed my heart and brought a smile to my face, even through my darkest days. As I continued to watch her sleep peacefully, she began to stir. She moved from the left to the right, tossing and turning until she finally landed on her side and curled both of her legs up into her chest. She must have been having a nightmare, I'll have to remember to ask her about it tomorrow when she wakes up. Once I was sure that she was okay, I turned around and quietly exited her room, making sure that I closed the door completely on my way out.
After leaving her room I decided to stop inside my own room and grab some pink lemonade out of my mini fridge. Upon entering my room and opening up my mini fridge's door I was shocked to find, nothing. Absolutely, nothing.
All of my juice was gone, all of my Oreos were gone, and all of my milk was gone.

"What the hell?" I questioned out loud before getting down on my knees and looking through the refrigerator. "JACOB!"

Within a few minutes August, Chris, and Prince were all running upstairs and entering my bedroom.
They all looked at me confusingly.

"D, why are you so loud?" Chris questioned, looking at me like I was crazy.

"The real question is why am I not seeing Oreos, pink lemonade, and milk in my fridge?" I said while glaring at both him and Prince.

The two of them looked at each other, then looked at me, then turned around and ran out of my room, further proving that they were the ones who took my stuff. Bastards.

"Auggie." I whined, sticking out my lip and giving August the saddest pout face I could give him. "I know you didn't have a good day but could you please beat them up? They took my snacks."

He looked at me and chuckled lightly, then nodded and took off after Chris and Prince. Within a few minutes I could hear Prince screaming for his life, as the floorboards seemed to rumble. Before going down stairs to save my poor brother, I decided to text Amanda and let her know that her boyfriend was about to die.

Before I could read Amanda's response, I heard the shatter of glass coming from downstairs. First August was punching holes through the wall now they done broke one of my mom's glass treasures? I might as well move to Spain and change my name to Carmelita cause my mom is going to murder me. "Oh I know they did not just break none of my momma glass shit." I said out loud, exiting my room and running down the hall.

Once I got to the top of the staircase I looked down to see if I could see what was going on. Glass was everywhere as August had Prince locked in a headlock near the couch. Great, they've broken my momma's crystals. Oh she's going to kill us, she's going to kill us all. She's especially going to kill me.

"Say you quit." August yelled, tightening his grip on Prince's head.

I could see Prince's face beginning to turn a purplish blue kind of color, telling me that August was holding onto him a little too tightly.

"Aug, stop. You're choking me, I can't breathe." Prince coughed and heaved.

"Okay, okay, that's enough." I told them, walking down the stairs slowly. "Auggie, let him go."

"Nah, not till he says he quit." He chuckled, placing his fist into Prince's hair and rubbing it back and forth in a fast pace.

Boys ladies and gentlemen, they damn near kill each other then say that they were just playing.

"Ah! What are you trying to do? Give me a Indian burn on my head? Damn, I quit. Iight? I quit, now let me go." Prince squeaked out, trying his best to pry August's fist from on top of his head.

Feeling satisfied, August released his grip on Prince's head and watched as he tumbled backwards onto his butt.

"Ow." He complained, rubbing his butt while still sitting on the floor. "You play too much. Next time you're getting bit or licked."

I scrunched up my brows. "Wait did you just say next time you'll lick this man? Ew Jacob."

"You better not fucking lick me. I'll beat your little ass try me." August chuckled. "Next time keep your ass out of Dana fridge. I do not give her damn near $500 for snacks for you and Chris to just rob her."

"Time out, you give her $500 for snacks?" Prince questioned with one brow cocked.

August looked at me and then looked at him. "Of course I do. You know how much this girl likes to snack. Then add Zendaya and Amanda to the mix and you basically have one fat girl. Made up of three thick girls."

Prince and I tilted our heads to the side and looked at him. He looked from me to Prince. "What y'all looking at me like that for?"

"We're just trying to figure out where Zendaya is thick at." Prince responded. "I mean I love Daya she'll forever be the homie but she doesn't have an ass, she doesn't have breasts, there's literally nothing thick on that girl. Nothing at all."

"I'll have to second that motion and she's my best friend." I chimed in.

August rolled his eyes and laughed. "You two need help I swear to god."

The three of us laughed and then reality set in. We still had to clean up this glass all around the living room but we also still needed to know about August's encounter with our uncle.

"So when did he say that he wanted to meet us?" I questioned once we were done laughing.

August shrugged. "I don't know, he didn't say. He just said that he needed to talk to all of us, together."

"He's giving me a stalker/child molester vibe I'm not even going to lie." Prince randomly blurted out.

"Where the hell did that come from?" I questioned with a strange look on my face.

He shrugged; causing me to shrug and change the subject. "So, who broke my momma's crystals? You know she's going to go bat shit crazy about those, right?"

"I mean I did it. But don't worry, let her know that I will gladly replace every single one of them." August shrugged. He walked into the kitchen and grabbed the broom before walking back out. I watched as he swept up the broken glass.

"Mmhm, well you can tell her that yourself. Y'all never seen my momma during her crazy state." I told him honestly. "She literally should be in a mental ward."

"I've seen her during her mental state and the shit is not pretty." Prince confirmed. He finally stood up off the floor and dusted himself off. "Aye, where did Chris go?"

I looked around the living room and for the first time since exiting my bedroom, I noticed that Chris had left the house.

"His bitch ass ran out the door." August chuckled, sweeping up some more glass.

"So he just left me?" Prince questioned in a shocked tone.

I giggled and nodded. "It would appear that way Brother."

"See this is why I don't trust that nigga now." He grimaced. "I bet I cuss him out. It was his idea to eat the Oreos anyways, then he just gonna dip on me like that, what type of stuff is that?" He shook his head and took his phone out of his pocket. When he had his phone in his hand, he quickly dialed Chris's number and placed the call on speakerphone; allowing both August and I to listen. The phone rang a total of five times before it went to voicemail. Prince looked down at his phone with a look of pure disgust; obviously upset over the fact that Chris didn't answer his call. He squeezed the phone tightly in his hand and then chucked it against the wall. It smashed instantly upon full impact. I gasped and covered my mouth with my hand.

"Ooh, I'm telling Amanda. She's going to kill you, cause now she can't get in touch with you." I told him before quickly taking a picture of the broken phone and sending it to Amanda. Within seconds, I received a response and it wasn't a good response either. My poor brother's going to end up having blue balls because Amanda is beyond pissed. This is his fifth phone this month and every time he gets a new phone he decides to get a new number with it. I looked at him, then looked down at the message in my hand, then looked at him again. "Yeah you should probably expect no sex for a month."

His mouth dropped. "Excuse me? No sex for a month?"

I nodded. "Yeah that's what MandyPop said."

He looked at August who was trying his hardest to fight his laughter but ultimately failing miserably.

"That shit not funny Aug." He scolded him before turning his attention towards me. "And look what you did snitch."

I shrugged and smirked at him. "At least this snitch can have sex whenever she wants to."

Both August and Prince looked at me, their eyes showing both shock and anger. Well, maybe I shouldn't have said that, especially when I have the type of brothers that I have.

"Excuse me, what did you just say to us?" August questioned before slowly walking towards me. Prince soon followed suit and the two began to corner me.

"I didn't say anything, what are you talking about?" I slowly backed up towards the staircase and put on the best dumb look I could put on. Unfortunately for me neither Prince or August was buying it and as I backed up they walked forward.

"Who have you been fucking?" Prince questioned sternly.

"I haven't been fucking anybody like I said what are you talking about?" I backed up onto the first step on the staircase.

"Don't get fucked up D, for real." August glared.

"Look there's Chris getting out the car." I yelled out, causing both of them to turn around and look out the window. I'm so glad they're gullible.

CHRIS

"Damn that was a close one." I thought as I pulled into my driveway and hopped out of my car.

Tonight I was going clubbing with my boys, Tremaine and Mario, so I really didn't have any time to wrestle with August. Hopefully Prince can hold his own, wait what am I talking about? Prince runs like a rabbit, ain't no way August caught him. When I entered my house I saw that the housekeeper had forgotten to put away all of Royalty's toys. Now I understand it's a big house, Royalty got hella toys, and they're all over the place. But I pay good ass money to keep this place in tip top shape, and I expect to get my money's worth. Upon further inspection I noticed that she failed to clean up the table as well. There were still remnants of our breakfast from this morning splattered all over it. What the hell am I paying this girl for?

"Brittany!" I yelled at the top of my lungs, rounding the corner into the dining room. "Brittany! I know you hear me, it's not like you're busy doing anything."

I looked around the dining room and the living room, searching for my maid Brittany. Since she wasn't in the dining room nor the living room, I decided to go into the home theater and look for her in there. As I neared the theater door, I could clearly hear the soft moans of a woman coming from inside it. I pressed my ear up to the door and listened for awhile. There was definitely someone fucking in there and from the sounds of the moans, I could tell that it was Brittany. I grabbed a hold of the door handle and opened it as silently as I could. My eyes immediately bugged out of my head when I seen who it was fucking my maid in my theater room. Low and behold it was none other than my homie, Trey. Now this nigga got some explaining to do.

"Baby slow down." She moaned out breathlessly.

Trey had her bent over the seats and was hitting it roughly from the back. I know I shouldn't have been watching, but I just couldn't help myself. Brittany is gorgeous and she has a banging body, she's honestly one of my favorite women to fuck.

Flashback

"Okay well you have me fucked up. Fuck I look like letting a criminal raise my damn daughter?" I asked Nia as we both stood on her front porch.

"She's my daughter too, Christopher. And I have just as much say so in who's around her as you do." Nia responded, sucking her teeth and rolling her eyes at me.

"Okay that's fine and all, but what we not bout to do is have a fucking fugitive around her. That's what we're NOT going to do. It's cool if you want to have a boyfriend, hell its even cool if you wanna go lesbian and get you a girlfriend. But get you someone who's not doing illegal shit all the damn time. Now I know I've been in trouble with the law, but god damnit your nigga been forging checks. Over 5,000 dollars worth. He's a wanted fugitive, do you really think it's okay for Royalty to be around a wanted fugitive?" I asked, eyeing her intently.

"Well, she's perfectly safe with him around. Unlike with you, you have a tendency to lash out. He's never lashed out, out of the blue." She said smugly. "He's a way better father to her than you are. I shoulda just continued to let him father her, I never shoulda told you about her at all."

Before I knew what was going on or could stop myself I had my hand around Nia's throat and her back pressed against the wall. She struggled against my grip, trying to pry my hand from around her throat. It was like I blanked out, the only thing that was running through my head was to destroy this bitch. No matter what I go through with Nia, no matter how much she disrespects me or I disrespect her I've never said any shit like that. I've never said I shouldn't have nutted in her and created Royalty. I've never said I shouldn't have cheated on Karrueche with her. Even though I really shouldn't have. But for her to say some shit like that, that she shoulda let another man continue to father my child was despicable. It was disrespectful. And it pissed me off completely.

"C-chris I can't breathe." She struggled to get out as the color from her face began to drain.

Not wanting to actually hurt her I slightly shoved her head into the wall as I released her throat. Her head slammed against the wall with a loud thud, leaving her slumped down against it.

"I can't believe you just did that!" She screeched. "You're going to regret this Christopher. I swear, I'm going to make your life a living hell."

"You're already doing that." I scoffed before turning around and walking off of her front porch. I then got into my red Lamborghini and sped off. I was due for a interview in a couple of hours but since I had to talk to Nia about this King Ba nigga being around my child, I slid over to her house. It was suppose to be a nice, civilized conversation regarding our daughter's well being, at least that's what I intended for it to be. But of course that's not what it ended up being. There's never a civilized moment when it comes to Nia, it's like she hates me cause I didn't actually date her, just fucked her. But that's not my fault, I already had a girl at the time, and Kae was actually Nia's friend. Even though that didn't stop her from flirting with me every chance that she got, and as much as I hated to admit it, it didn't stop me either.

Pulling up into my driveway after having spent a extra twenty minutes just driving around and thinking about my life choices, I got out of my car and scouted my surroundings. Even though I knew that no paparazzi knew exactly where I lived, I always had to stay on my guard just in case. Once I was completely happy and satisfied with the fact that I saw nothing, I headed inside of my house. Upon entering I smiled at the freshly dusted tables and vases, pleased to see Brittany had done such a good job. As I continued walking through the house I soon passed the dining room only to do a double take and reverse my steps. There, sitting on the table in plain sight was Brittany. Both legs spread apart and propped up on arms of one of the matching chairs. Her head was tilted back and her fingers were moving in and out of her warmth, making squishing sounds like someone mixing macaroni and cheese. My eyes were glued to the scene in front of me, as I walked into the dining room to get a better look. Muffled moans were coming from her as she began twisting her fingers while rubbing her clit with her thumb.

"Damn." I whispered, quietly pulling up a chair and sitting down to watch her.

"Aww Chris. Baby that feels so good." She moaned, taking me by surprise.

She was thinking about me? Why me? Well, besides the fact that I'm sexy as hell.

"Yes! Baby torture me. Make it hurt." She exclaimed, legs shaking as she quickened her pace.

I continued to watch her as she took herself over the edge and squirted all over my table. Before she could come down from her high I decided to give her what she wanted, mostly because the hardness in pants had already began to strain and was becoming really uncomfortable.

"Don't move." I said harshly, wrapping my hand around her neck and startling her.

"C-Chris." She said wide eyed. "What are you doing here? I thought you wouldn't be back till later tonight."

"Just shut up and take this dick." I smirked before yanking my pants and boxers down, letting my member spring free.

"Wow, it's really, uh huge." She said in awe, staring directly at my erect member.

"Mmhm." I said, aligning my member with her dripping wet core. I tightened my grip on her neck and shoved myself inside of her.

A moan slipped from her lips as I buried myself deep inside of her, moving in and out slowly.

A few half breathed moans came from her as I began to pound her slick walls, letting go of her neck and placing both of my hands on her sides.

"Oh." She moaned, scooting up on the table.

"Now where do you think you're going!?" I yelled, grabbing her roughly and pulling her back towards me.

I began pounding into her harder, causing the table to shake and rattle as if an earthquake was going on. I noticed that she still had her shirt on, so I ripped it off and began roughly squeezing and pinching her nipples.

"Christopher." She gasped, a powerful orgasm ripping through her body and causing her to release all over my member.

"Fuck baby, you squeezing the fuck outta me. You need to chill out." I groaned, trying to slow my pace so that I didn't bust.

Ignoring me she tightened her pussy around me, practically milking my member for all it's worth. Within seconds I had an earth shattering release inside of her, triggering yet another release for her. She squirted hard, forcing me out of her as she shook from the force.

"Damn." I breathed out, catching my breath after a few minutes. "Next time we doing this with a rope, a whip, cuffs, and duct tape."

She looked at me with a shocked yet intrigued expression on her face, a smirk playing on her lips.

"What? You're the one who said you wanted it to hurt." I chuckled.

End of flashback

I felt a powerful sensation deep in the pit of my stomach. It took me a while to realize that I had unzipped my pants and pulled my dick out of the opening. My hand had a death grip on my rod and moved with quite a quickness. Up and down, up and down, was the motion that was about to make me spill everything. I continued to watch the mini live porno in front of me; the sounds of Brittany's moans causing my hand to go faster. I ran a thumb over the tip and that did it, within seconds I was cumming like an erupted volcano. I was trying my hardest not to make a sound so they wouldn't hear me so I covered my mouth with my less preoccupied hand. Once I was done and my orgasm subsided, I refocused my attention on Trey and Brittany. The two of them had switched positions and Brittany was now on her knees sucking his dick.

"Damn, girl, you got some real good head." Trey moaned as he tossed his head back and indulged in the wetness of her mouth.

She slowly licked up from the base to the tip, making sure to pay special attention to the tip. Her soft lips nibbled and sucked on the tip causing some cum to slowly begin to ooze out and drip down her chin.

"Damn, what the fuck are you trying to do? Literally suck all of my kids out of me?" Trey questioned before looking down into her eyes. They shared a weird eye connection like thing before she wiped her chin off and continued to do what she was doing. The sounds of her sucking, slurping, and gargling soon filled the theater as she really put her mouth to work. He grabbed a fist full of her curly dark brown hair and squeezed it for dear life; unable to handle how good her head game really was.

"Brit hold up. Hold up Brit. You're making my toes curl, that's not a normal thing for guys to do. You're going to have to slow it down for me." He cautioned, trying his best to remove his dick from her mouth. But to no avail.

She knocked his hand away from his dick and continued to suck as hard as she could. After a while he couldn't take it anymore so he snatched her up and bent her over the chair again. He entered her with a loud splash sound, indicating that she was wetter than any body of water.

"Ooh." She moaned as soon as he was fully inside of her. "That feels so good, go a little deeper."

"You already got all my dick in you, I can't go any deeper." He responded.

He began to pound deep inside of her and at that moment I knew that I shoulda left a long time ago.

TREY

"Fuck!" I groaned loudly, slamming in and out of Brittany's slick core as I had her bent over one of the theater chairs. We had been fucking for the last half an hour and both of us had busted multiple times already.

"Awww Tremaine." She moaned out as her pussy started throbbing and clenching around me.

Finally, she's about to cum. I got scared that I was fucking a tranny by mistake. Especially since they asses don't even tell you that they transsexual anymore. They just let you hit and find out for yourself, which I think is wrong.

"The hell going on in here?" I heard what sounded like Chris's voice come from behind us.

I quickly pulled out of Brittany and yanked my pants back up, stuffing my dick back inside of it before turning around to face my friend.

"Are y'all serious right now?" Chris questioned storming over to Brittany and yanking her up by her hair. "Why isn't the living room clean? Huh?"

She stared up at him with fear written all over her face. She was breathing slowly, mouth partially open as she stared into his angry eyes. He chuckled evilly, looking from me and then back to her.

"So I take it you wanted to see what I meant when I said she got some good pussy, huh?" He said to me, continuing to stare her down in a intimidating way.

"Y-yeah." I answered honestly.

Me and Chris had been friends for years and within those years I learned a lot about him. One of the things that I learned about him was that he does not play. He does not play when it comes to the people that he loves and he don't play when it comes to the pussy that he's fucking. If his dick then been in it, he does not want anyone he kicks it with sliding their dick in it. If they do then they might as well consider him their enemy now cause he's not going to fuck with them the same way after that. Shit! What have I done? Fuck! I just threw away years worth of friendship. What the hell was I thinking? I wasn't thinking, that's the problem. Fuck man! I looked at Chris and a sinister smile had now made an appearance on his face. A sinister smile that I've never seen before. A sinister smile that kinda made me nervous.

"Uh, uh, Chris? What are you- what are you doing man? Why are you looking like that?" I questioned suspiciously, beginning to move towards the door.

"Oh, she knows why I'm looking like this." Chris chuckled lightly. He then snapped his fingers and in an instant Brittany was on her knees and pulling his pants down.

I watched as she yanked his boxers down and began rubbing his dick slowly. Running her thumb over the head, every few seconds. Chris released a throaty groan, letting his hand grip her hair tightly. As she placed him into her mouth, my own dick started to throb and soon precum began oozing out all over the inside of my pants.

"Fuck." I gritted, embarrassed and extremely uncomfortable given the situation.

I've got to get out of here, before I explode even more than I already did.