"You rock my world like outer space." - Tink

MONTANA

I'm finally in Miami waiting for Jessica in the hotel room she told me to come to. She said she needed to talk to me so I went ahead and flew here. Me and her are on good terms on some friendship shit, so I doubt she coming at me with some drama.

The room door opens. She walks in.  I bite my bottom lip, trying to keep this shit strictly business. She is looking too right though, I'll admit. She glowing. I wonder why she all happy.

"Hey, Montana." she  says, wrapping her arms around my neck. I wrap my arms around her waist, hugging her tight. She pulls away then smiles. "Why you so happy? You got a new nigga already?" I ask. She laughs, then shakes her head no. "Nope. I'm just in a good mood. Why can't I be in a good mood?" she asks. "Last time we talked, you were crying and all that. I haven't seen you happy in a while." I answer.

She shrugs her shoulders. "I'm fine. You been working out?" she asks, thumping my chest. "I'm always working out. You already knew that. Stop beating around the bush. Why did you tell me to come here?" I ask. I'm not trying to be rude, but when it comes to business, I like getting straight to the point.

She nods her head, then sits on the bed. "Montana, put the gun down. I ain't here to hurt you." she says, rolling her eyes. I smirk at her. I was pulling my gun out just to see if she would notice. I pull it all the way out then sit next to her on the bed. I sit it on my lap.

"I gotta stay ready. I'm paranoid as fuck. You already knew that." I say. She nods her head. "You know how Darius' ex girlfriend got my kids shot at?" she asks. "Yeah. I been on that shit lately. I know me and you ain't messing around no more, but I still love the kids like they my own so I been trying to get as much information as I can." I answer.

She nods her head. Her face saddens a little, then all of a sudden she starts looking pissed. "What's wrong?" I ask as she chews her lip out of anger. A single tear rolls down the left side of her face. "I think Darius is still messing around with that bitch!" she snaps.

I shake my head. I already knew he was. He can deny it all day long, but he can't keep shit from me. First of all, the nigga claimed he hated her when everything happened. Then all of a sudden he started defending her when people talked shit about her. When I called, the nigga was damn near moaning in my ear and the tracker I got on his phone said his ass was at a mall in Orlando. I could've just sent my niggas I got in Florida and had the bitch killed in front of him, but I changed my mind since I'm trying to go to Heaven.

"Why you think that?" I finally ask her. She shakes her head. "I can just feel it. His ass disappeared and was whispering, telling a fucking female to be quiet when I called him earlier. He's been acting secretive as hell. Darius never acts secretive. Then, I was on that lil hoe's Instagram, right? He was commenting hearts all on her recent pictures  yesterday. He got me so fucked up, Montana. Like, you don't even understand. That bitch tried to kill my kids over him and he back with her!" she goes off.

I shake my head. "Chill. I'll talk to him." I say. "Montana, I love him so much but this shit is unacceptable. I'm so mad at that boy." she says, shaking her head. "It's straight. I'll handle it, calm down. But her dad name is Black. I know that nigga. I used to fuck his wife before I met you." I say. "So, taking that mothafucka out will be hella easy. It wouldn't be hard for me no way but you get the point." I add, shrugging my shoulders.

"I just want revenge so bad." she says. "We gotta play smart. They still expecting us to retaliate right now, so we gotta hit em when they least expect it." I say. She nods her head. "I cannot believe Darius. What the hell is the story with him and that damn girl? Why the hell is it so hard for him to let her go? Nobody except Ant even knew about the bitch until his graduation so what the hell makes her so special?" she goes off.

"I don't know, Jessica. That's not your business or mine. He grown now, he gone do what he wanna do." I say. "I don't give a damn about how grown he is. That hoe tried to get my babies killed over him and he back with her. I see who his loyalty is with. He surprised my ass." she snaps, rolling her eyes.

I sigh. I don't have nothing to say. I don't really know what I should say at this point. "You hungry?" I ask. "No, I am not hungry." she dryly answers. "What's been up with you? Be real with me." I say. She stares at me for a second. "Well... Ant has a side hoe who's almost nine months pregnant, he has a fourteen year old son he didn't know about, plus he's engaged to Polly. We ended up messing around. Does that make me his side chick?" she asks.

"Polly a hoe, but she still his woman and she still is the nigga fiancé at the end of the day. Not gone lie, baby girl, that makes you his side chick. If he still with her and sneaking to mess with you, it's obviously something about her the nigga loves. We all know Ant ain't weak minded. If he really wanted to leave her, he would've done it." I answer.

I ain't trying to be rude but I call it like I say it. Ant ain't about to leave that bitch, period. He definitely wouldn't still be with her if she didn't matter. "I feel dumb as hell." she says, laughing. "But it's alright. Montana, I don't think I'll ever find love." she says. I laugh. "I still love you." I admit. "Duh, I love you too. But you love the streets way more." she says. I lay back on the bed, then pull her on me. She straddles me lap then puts her hands on my chest.

"Ion love the streets more  than you." I say. "Yes you do." she says, messing with my chain. "No I don't." I say. "Yeah you do." she says. "Nope. But for real, it's this woman. I've been knowing her for a while. I love her... I just thought I'd let you know." I say.

"And?" she asks. I wrap my left arm around her waist. I swear I love when she straddles me while I'm laying down. That shit is sexy as hell to me. "And... she kinda short, she light skinned and cute as hell. Um, her hair long, she got fantastic pussy, she smell good, she funny as hell, and she got kids.  I think her middle name Ja'Mir. Um... let's see, I know she still in love with me even though I fucked up. Her name Jasmine... no Jessica. Yeah, I think it's Jessica. Oh yeah, and she got my heart too." I say, immediately putting a smile on her face.

"I think she blushing right now." I add. She laughs. "Shut up, Montana." she says. "You can't even look me in my eyes cause you blushing so hard." I say, laughing and shaking my head.
She lays flat on top of me. "Why did you have to fuck us up?" she mumbles. I wrap both of my arms around her waist then kiss her neck. "I don't know, baby girl. I wish I didn't. I'm sorry for it." I say.

She buries her face in my neck. "You crying?" I ask. "I'm just sad as hell. I miss you. I was messing around with Ant but that shit was stupid of me. He's getting married. I can't compete with his fucking fiancé, he loves her. Damn, oh my goodness. Like... ugh, I'm so stupid." she says. I don't say anything.

I pick her up,  then stand. "Come on, quit being sad. We finna go out to eat or some shit." I say, grabbing my gun off the bed. I get my phone and car keys off the dresser. She nods her head. I grab her hand, then lead her out the hotel room.

"Remember when I met you at that hotel when I was living in Dallas?" I ask. "You dropped yo vitamins. My ass was trying to be a good human being and shit." I add as I drive around trying to find something good to eat.

She laughs. "I'm glad though." she says. I reach over then put my right my hand on her thigh. "Me too." I say, noticing somebody following me in a red Corolla. "You see that car?" I ask. She nods her head yes, handing me my gun from between the seat. "Handle your business." she says, smirking. I chuckle, then take it off safety. "Good to know you still believe in a nigga." I say, laughing. "This is a dead serious moment and we joking." she says. I laugh, then shrug my shoulders as I roll the window down ready to send somebody to the Lord or the devil.

The car speeds away. I shake my head. "Mothafuckas always trying to be slick." I say, pulling into a park at TGI Friday's. "You wanna do the appetizer thing?" she asks. "Yeah, don't matter." I answer. I get out, then walk over to her side. I open the door for  her, then grab her hand.

She follows me into the resturant hand in hand. One of the waitresses lead us to a booth in the back, then hands us menus. "She was making love to you with her eyes." Jessica says, laughing as she looks through the appetizers.  "Fuck that Cedric the Entertainer lookin ass waitress bruh." I say, laughing my ass off.

She falls out laughing then shakes her head. "You so mean. She look better than Della." she says. I narrow my eyes at her, trying to keep my cool. "Why did you even bring that shit up? Quit throwing the past up in my face. I ain't doing it to you so don't do it to me." I say. "My bad, Montana, dang." she says. I don't say anything as I watch a Mexican nigga who's sitting alone not too far from us.

"You know him?" I ask Jessica. She looks over on the low. "His name is Alejandro. The nigga's very creepy. He had wires under his shirt like he was recording me or something. I had to lie like I was engaged to Ant to try to get him away. He definitely followed us here." she mumbles.

I nod my head. The nigga stands then walks over to us. This mothafucka got a death wish approaching me and mine.

He smiles. "Jessica, my dear." he says, winking at her. "Told you we'd see each other again. Montana, right?" he asks. I fall out laughing. "Alejandro Michael Gonzalez, born and raised in Progresso Mexico. Mother name Teresa Gonzalez, father name Pablo Gonzalez." I say, smiling, shocking him and Jessica.

He narrows his eyes. "How the hell do you know me?" he asks. I looked into the Yanda situation and I learned a lot. This nigga is a hit man for her father. When Jessica said his name is Alejandro, all of it clicked. I found a lot of information on this nigga.

I shrug my shoulders. "I don't know. You tell me." I answer. He narrows his eyes. "We'll see each other again." he says. I smile wide. "In the afterlife, maybe." I say. He grins, then walks away. "Come on, let's go somewhere else instead." Jessica says, standing up. "He creeps me out." she adds. I stand up.  "I got you." I assure her. She starts smiling wide, then pecks my lips. She got me feeling like I'm on cloud nine right now. I missed her.

YANDA

Darius and I are in my hotel bed naked watching porn on his phone. "Damn." he mumbles, putting my hand on his dıck to play with it.

I grin at him. "Beg." I demand. "Don't get beside yourself. You don't have anything that's worth begging for, Yanda." he dryly says, texting someone for the millionth time tonight.

I roll my eyes. "Who you been texting so much?" I ask, straddling him. He moves me off of him. "Nobody." he answers, then kisses my lips. "Quit questioning me, okay, baby?" he asks. I nod my head, trying not to let his nonchalant attitude upset me.

"Don't cry. Yanda, I love you." he says, then kisses my cheek as tears roll down my face. I ignore him, staring at the TV as the Bernie Mac Show plays. He presses pause on the porn on his phone, then kisses me on my neck. I start moving around a little to get his long dıck off my knee.

He grips my body, holding me in place. He grins then gets on his knees. He grabs my legs, then puts them over his shoulders. I gasp as he swirls his tongue between my legs. Darius gives some good ass head. He gave me head for the first time the same night I sucked dick my first time with him two years ago.

"Ahh... shit, baby." I moan, trying to run as he sucks my clit while fingering me. "You still mad?" he asks. Before I can answer, he goes back to eating me out. I love Darius so much. He's everything to me.

I frown, holding his head while he continues. My mind drifts off to my dad. This whole thing was supposed to be a set up but I'm way too in love with him to hurt him. I don't know what to do

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