2 months later...
Karma
"Come ere' baby lemme whisper something I your ear.", Raheem reached over and licked my ear.
"Stop, stupid!", I laughed hitting him in his face with a pillow.
Ever since the day Raheem took my virginity we clicked. He asked me to be his girl and I said yes. I haven't been to Club Paradise since.
I looked at him trying to figure out what he didn't already have. He was going on a "business trip" tonight and would be back in two weeks, just in time for his twenty third birthday.
"Damn...", he looked at his gold presidential Rolex. "You know I gotta go, mama. Join me in the shower?", he asked. I shook my head, half mad that he was leaving me for two whole weeks. He went in the bathroom and closed the door. Once the shower was running I heard my cellphone ringing. I looked at the caller ID.
Unknown? Who da' fuck is this?
I never answer private calls. But something told me to answer this one.
"Hello?", I answered.
"Karmen...", a real smooth voice replied.
My heartbeat quickened.
"Who the fuck is this?"
"A family friend. I have some information on your brother's killer."
"Imma ask you again, who the fuck is this!"
"You have a mouth on you, Karmen. I remember when you were just a baby. So sweet. Beautiful. I can't wait to see you. We have much catching up to do. I'll text you the information."
With that he hung up, as soon as he did I received a text. I looked at the number and called it. It didn't even ring.
"I'm sorry. The number you have dialed is not in service. Please, hang up and try again."
I hung up and read the text.
Take the first flight out to Miami. Tonight.
Delta airways.
I will meet you at the opening gate.
Delete this message when you're finished reading.
I'll know it's you.
I never forget a face.
Even if it's aged.
- S.
Miami?
I thought of anybody I knew from Miami. But there was no one. Then I thought of Kwincy...
"Go to Miami. There's a dude named Sasco Sanchez..."
"S...", I said to myself.
"What happen, baby?", Raheem startled me. I didn't even realize the shower had stopped running. "I ain't mean to scare you, babygirl. You good?"
I nodded, walked over and gave him a kiss.
"Imma miss you.", I whined.
"I know, babygirl imma miss you too but...", he reached down, caressed my ass and pulled me closer to his chest. "Daddy gotta go."
I felt his dick harden on my pussy through the towel. "You happy to see me?"
"Always, mama."
"We'll let me show you how ha..", I started to undo his towel but he resisted. He grabbed my hand. "Not right now, stink. I really gotta go.", He kissed my forehead, circled pass me and started getting dressed.
"Be safe!", I said as we stood in the doorway. I was trynna hold him hostage. I was trynna make him stay.
"I'm always safe, baby.", he smiled his pearly white smile. "I'll call you when I'm there.", he left.
I walked slowly back up the stairs, dragging my feet like a lost miserable turtle. I sat on my bed and stared at my dresser. I unlocked the bottom locked drawer where I kept all my history. I took out my locker and opened it.
He looked so handsome. We were like twins.
I sat and cried silently to myself.
"I love you, Kwincy."
I closed the locket, put it around my neck and started packing.
