That Girl: Book ONE [COMPLETED]

Chapter Eighty Five

"Please! Please! Please tell me Beyonce you fucked that motherfucker up! Please tell me you did. A black eye? A brain damage? A missing tooth? Something?" Poca yelled asked as she paced back and forth in her living room with her mini purple shot gun.

After I left Carter's place. I headed straight to Poca's house. Not only was she the one person I wanted to talk to but I know she could tell me a little bit more about Mr. Dean and Carter's father.

"I just walked away." I replied hanging my head.

"WTF Bey?" She asked looking at me like I had grown another head. "Nah, you know better than that. Why didn't you follow his ass? Pay someone to mash up a few pills and slip it in his food or accidentally trip his ass down some stairs." She rambled. "Come on Bey. We've gotten rid of about 3 persons and because of your knowledge in medicine we were able to make them both look like heart attacks." She reminded. "Where the hell did that person went?"

"I got emotional and weak." I responded. "The first thing I did was thought about leaving." I said taking a sip of the orange soda in my hands.

"Thats what they want you do." Poca said slapping her gun on the couch. "Look here. Mr. Dean is like any other rich man with daughters. When he see Carter, he sees dollar signs and a young man that one of his daughters can married, manipulated and use. What Mr. Dean realize is pussy can make a man do alot of dumb shit. You don't think he would rather Carter do dumb shit while married to his daughter so his daughter could recieve most of Carter's money? Or so he could destroy his rep?" She ranted. "Come on Bey."

I looked at Poca for a quick second finally realizing that Mr. Dean had an agenda. "Wow. I didn't even think about that."

"Look girl. This thing God gave a woman thats called a vagina can build, destory, design and rule a fucking nation. Thats what Mr. Dean knows. Mr. Dean is an example of that because 5 million a year goes to his mistress and lovechild in hush money." Poca said picking up the envelope of the coffee table and waving it at me.

"Wait he has other kids?" I asked opening the package and looking over the photos.

"That man is a millionaire who has built a legacy on stealing from young men. I know about Carter's rundown with Dean alot more than you think." She said looking at me.

"What do mean?" I asked with an arch eyebrow.

"Now you wanna wear thongs instead of princess panties? Calm your ass down." She said rolling her neck as she sat besides me. "Shawn and Kyshard were friends back in New York. Shawn didn't want to run no drug business, so his uncle gave it Kyshard. Ky moved his shits here when Carter's uncle died. When Carter finally left Harvard with his business degree, he started to build those hotels. He gave Kyshard the two islands that are used to grow the bricks and make exchanges. One of those islands brings in about 50 million in a year." She explained "Carter owns over 120 islands and cays; so imagine the dough Carter got. You don't think Mr. Dean wants that dough and you don't think Carter's father is wick enough to try and get it for Dean knowing he gets a cut too?" Poca question.

"Shit!" I mumbled under my breath.

"Yea. You just let Dean played you with that "you ain't good enough shit". Poca said shaking her head. "What you need to do is get it together! You got all up in your feelings and left your man surrounded by wolves."

"I'm going back, I just needed to talk to someone. Anyone expect for Carter. Dean is a good investor and I don't want to ruin that. He might be a cock-sucker but he's good for Carter's business." I said.

"All I know is, you are carrying the baby of a billionaire. A black billionaire who is going to have snakes smiling at him. The last thing you needed to do was walk out. You just left him exposed. You not being there around him leaves a wide ass gate open for Dean to bash you and belittle you and make Carter feel you aren't what he needs." Poca said as we got up of the couch and headed to the kitchen.

"Dear Jesus what has happen to me?" I asked as I rest my hands on the kitchen island. Everything Poca was spitting at me was everything I already knew but when I should've shove my size 8 feet up Dean's ass, I caved. Fuck it.

"Adrian happened and then Xavier happened." Poca said popping open a water bottle.

"What?"

"You left yourself too damn open thats what it is. The Beyonce I know would've fucked that man up and then made him kiss her ass." She laughed.

"More like buy me a new shoes." I shrugged.

"You need to breathe for the night cause I don't like this one bit. I'm not telling you go buck wild cause you pregnant, but shit, atleast plant a bullet in the knees or arm." She said sternly.

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The sound of 'Mavado- My League' rang throughout the room as I started to contour my face. Tonight, Poca and I were about to go all out and show off just for the fun of it; like old times.

Before there was Kelly, there was Poca. Poca and I never lost touch of eachother but after she got married her prorities had to change. She couldn't just be out and about all day everyday at anytime. She had duties and she had a role as the wife of the biggest drug dealer in the west.

"We wearing black right?" Poca asked as she walked into the room.

"Well of course. Black jumpsuit, black heels with my white jewerlies!" I answered as I finished blending and started my lips.

"Good. Did you talk to Carter?" She asked.

"Yea." I replied dryly, hoping she would just drop the subject.

"Well what did you say?" She asked.

"I told him I was going out with a friend and that I will see him later on tonight."

"And?"

"That was it. He went quiet for a while then said okay."

" lHe misses you." She said walking toward me. "Its either that or he's coming to look for you." She smirk.

"What? He's doesn't do things like that." I said through squinted eyes.

"Trust me. Ain't no man about to let his future wife and mother of his child just walk out like that. Then call and say she's going out and not go looking for her. If he said anything like "Okay. Have fun, love you"; that means he's going to pop up on yo' ass." She said.

"Poca, he doesn't even no this place." I said kind of unsure.

"He don't need to. Thats why he got money. You don't know he have connects around this place?" She said as she begin to flat iron her hair. "Ky can't speak Italian for shit but got his people in Italy."

"Well." I said really unsured now.

"Hmm..told ya. Make sure you wear the ring he gave you cause you just might be in for a treat." She said making kissy faces.

"Thanks alot. Now I'm feeling like a nervous reck." I replied as I headed towards the bathroom holding my stomach.