Marcela's Love

Chapter 8

Back In Town

••••• MARCELA'S POV •••••

- My birthday weekend was everything. I still can't believe that I let Rah take my virginity, but I don't regret my decision. Barbados was so much fun, but now it's back to business. I've been so bored since being back in boring old Crossdale with Rah being busy in the drug game now. I'm not complaining tho cus this is what you sign up for when you're dealing with a drug lord. I sat back on the couch flipping through the channels when my phone started ringing from a restricted number.

"Hello?"
"You have a collect call from inmate number 903657. Would you like to accept the charges? If so, please press 1." An automated voice replied. I knew it could be none other than my god brother Travis. He went to jail when I was about 12 around the time I met Marcus. I quickly pressed one & waited for the operator to connect us.
"Sis? Marcela?" He questioned.
"Yes Travis. I'm here." I missed him so much. "Long time no see. I know you have a life to live tho. How you been?"
"Ah. I've been fine. I miss you so much tho. & I'm sorry I couldn't see you. I tried so hard when you first got locked up, but mom would always make up excuses for why we couldn't go so I eventually gave up."
"We can talk about all that later. Right now, I need a big favor from you."
"Anything bro. Wassup?"
"Well my parole went through so I can get out probably within the next 2 days so I wanted to know if I could stay with you..."
"You already know you can. My house is your house." The automated voice came back on giving us a 2 minute warning so we wrapped up our conversation & Travis told me where to pick him up & what time.

Once we were off the phone, I sat there thinking about all the shit I've gone through since he got locked up. He knows shit about me that Marcus doesn't even know about. As hard as I tried not to think about it, my mind drifted to the past. I thought about my dad & how everything was before he died. We were a typical black family I would say. We lived in the rougher part of a city called Dayton, but it wasn't all bad. It was fine during the day, & night time was when things got bad. My dad worked for UPS at night & he was a garbage man during the day. He always worked hard to provide a good life for me & my mom who would pick up temp jobs whenever she could to help out. One night when my dad was coming in from work, a crack head tried to rob him. He & the junkie got into a fight before he was stabbed to death right in front of our doorstep. I was 9 years old when my dad died & things with my mom haven't been the same since. I decided to get up off the couch & get in the shower so I could find somewhere to go to get my mind off this. The longer I stood in the shower, the hornier I got. I haven't seen my baby in about 2 days because he's been so busy. I might as well please myself.

••••• RAH POV •••••

- I been so busy try a close this deal with this new connect that I haven't been with my baby like always so I decided to stop by & check on her. As I entered her apartment, I seen the TV on in the living room & her phone on the couch. She must've been in here. I walked down the hall to check her bedroom & heard her shower running. Stepping closer to the door, I heard her moans & felt bad. I've been neglecting my baby's needs so she had to do it herself. I already knew she wasn't fucking nobody else so I didn't even let that thought cross my mind as I crept into the bathroom & slipped out of my clothes. I heard her moans changing, she was about to cum. I pulled open the fogged up shower door & stepped in. "You better not." I told her. I grabbed her arm & kissed her as I lifted her up & sat her on my dick. "You were gonna cum without me ma?" I asked as I pumped in & out of her. "I'm sorry daddy, I was horny." She moaned. She knows that daddy shit turns me on so I went harder. I felt her pussy tighten around me. "No Marcela. Hold it." I instructed. She was gonna have to beg for that shit. I put her down & turned her so she as facing the wall before reinserting myself. I knew she wanted to cum, but she couldn't yet. Pretty soon, her body started shaking & I knew she was reaching her breaking point. Her legs were gonna give out. They always go first so I wrapped my arms around her to hold her up. "Please daddy please!" She begged & I smirked. "Go ahead baby." I said as I came with her. We stood there for a minute trying to catch our breath before we washed each other & stepped out. We walked to the bedroom & I went to get some clothes from her closet as she quietly got dressed. "What's wrong ma?" I asked her. I knew something was up anyways. She never plays with herself & I mean never. "Nothing baby." She lied with a small smile. She doesn't lie to me either, but I'll let it go for now. "I'll be back." Was all she said before she grabbed her keys & left. I shrugged it off, she apparently needed space. I hit up Tez & Marcus.

RAH: What y'all niggas doing?
TEZ: Smoking this loud.
MARCUS: Getting some head.

I wasn't interested in either so I didn't reply. I laid back & ended up falling asleep waiting for Marcela to get home so I could see what was wrong with her. She got home around 11, but I didn't question her whereabouts. I let her undress & get in the bed before I wrapped my arms around her. "You know you can talk to me about anything Marcela. I love you." She cuddled closer to me & I heard her soft sobs as she cried herself to sleep.

••••• TRAVIS POV •••••

- I been in this damn jail for 7 years & I'm finally about to get the fuck out on good behavior. I know a lot of shit has changed since I been gone, but its good to know that Marcela still down for me. I need to find out about her mom tho & why she haven't been to see me since I first got locked up. I'm ready to get the fuck out of here & back onto the streets. I been gone, but niggas gone see me. I had some unfinished business with some unsuspecting niggas.

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