"Ego (Remix)" -Beyoncé (Feat. Kanye West)

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                                       “Ego (Remix)” –Beyoncé (Feat. Kanye West)

“Bring yo red ass over here.” Avery pulled Pinky by her hand.

“Man get off of me Avery.” Pinky snatched her arm away from him and rolled her eyes.

“You know I love it when you’re mad at me baby, you get all red and shit.” He laughed and pulled Pinky into his arms then placed a kiss on her lips. “You better stop getting mad before you piss my baby out in there.” He rubbed his hand over her belly.

“Whatever, Avery, you annoy me.” She watched him rub his hand on her belly. “Can you go get me some Chipotle?”

Avery laughed. “First I annoy you but now you want me to get you some food huh?” he laughed again. “Hell no! Go get that shit yourself.” He took his hand off her belly. After seeing the look in her eyes, he shook his head and sat her down on his lap. “You know I’m just fucking with you, cry baby.” He kissed her then grabbed his car keys.

Pinky was six months pregnant and she craved everything she sees, smells, or hear about. Her favorite thing to snack on was frozen pineapples. She had drove Avery crazy about the pineapples. Yesterday night, Avery must’ve been fed up with her and those damn pineapples when she woke him up at five in the morning nearly crying because she didn’t have any more left. He went to a twenty-four hour Wal-Mart and brought her pineapples that will last her even after she had her baby.

Avery hopped in his newly all black Chevy Camaro and pulled off. He turned his music on high and blazed up a kush-filled blunt. He blew smoke through his nostrils and exhaled through his mouth. He was glad to get a good smoke session in while he was out. Avery tried his best to keep the weed smoke away from Pinky knowing that she was craving for the good sensation of marijuana.

“What’s up Nigga?” Riley flagged Avery down as he sped past his house. Avery stopped his car and put it in reverse as he backed up into Riley’s driveway.

“What’s good?” Avery put his blunt out.

“Shit what’s up with you? A nigga done got married and acting brand-fucking-new on these streets.” Riley gave Avery a pound.

He let out a laugh. “Nah none of that, I’m just getting this money and getting my club together so a nigga can go legit before my lil soldier get here, feel me?”

“Yeah, I feel you maybe we can be business partners or something and get out the game together.”

Avery scratched his chin. “Maybe we can make that happen.”

“Iight I will hold you to yo word fam, so y’all having a little boy huh?”

“Yeah, he’ll be here in a couple of months, speaking of him, let me get out of here before she curse my black ass out about this damn Chipotle.”

“Iight cool. Hit me up fam.” Riley gave him a pound and Avery pulled off.

Pinky walked to the front door praying that it was Avery with her food, she was disappointed when it was a delivery man just wanting her to sign for the package. She smacked her lips and signed the waiver and closed the door. The package had her name on it so she quickly opened it and read the note that was inside along with a DVD.

Shit just got real!

Pinky turned her nose up at the note and popped in the DVD and sat on her bed Indian style.

“Man you are so sexy daddy.” A female appeared on the camera. “I’m ready for you to go Incredible Hulk on this pussy.” The Spanish chick laid Avery back on the bed and took off all of his clothes. It didn’t take Pinky long to figure out that Avery had been set up. His eyes and the way he slurred his words confirmed the act. She knew him too well, Avery got fucked up when he drank but he never blacked out and when he was drunk, it was the best sex that she had experienced. In the video that she was watching, it seemed as if he was not even aware. Hell, it looked like he was getting raped to her, his dick wasn’t even hard.

Pinky laughed to herself. “Somebody is fucking with me and my man already.” She heard the front door open and she immediately took out the DVD and put it back inside the box with the note.

“I got yo shit fat ass!” Avery yelled for her and sat the food down on the table.

“Ugh whatever! Shut up you love it though.” Pinky teased.

“You know I do.” Avery squeezed her ass and kissed her.

“Why you gotta be so aggressive?” Pinky asked while sitting down and digging into her food.

“You love it though.” Avery laughed when he mocked Pinky. She rolled her eyes and continued her food.

When they finished their food, Pinky showed Avery the DVD and note that she had got earlier. From the look on his face, Pinky knew that he was pissed off and didn’t know anything about that night.

“Who sent this to you?” Avery barked causing Pinky to jump a little.

“I don’t know, it didn’t have a return address nor was the note signed.” Pinky spoke just above a whisper.

Riley sat at his table with Puff looking at all of the videos he had of Avery and other women. He had sixteen videos of women sexing Avery when he blacked out. He planned to have all of the videos delivered secretly to Pinky’s doorstep when she was alone. If he couldn’t have her the legit way, he was going to pull Avery away from her himself. Even if he had to stoop the lowest to do so.

“How long is this going to take? I mean you should at least send these bitches in fours, it’s going to take forever if I deliver them one-by-one.” Puff rubbed his hands over his goatee.

“Yeah, you’re right.” Riley agreed with him. “Next trip send her three.”

Avery looked at his club being fixed up. He was sure that this club was going to make him come up big time, it was big, and the place was classy. The V.I.P sections he had set up on the top floors were roomy and secluded. He had the place looking exactly how he had imagined it and spent close to a half of million dollars making it happen. His club was going to open in a couple of weeks, he called it Pinky’s.

“I’m telling you somebody trying to make Pinky leave me, but that shit ain’t going down she already know what’s up.” Avery took a shot of Vodka telling his brother what happened earlier today.

“Think about it, Pinky is the baddest bitch in St. Louis and you wifed her. Niggas are gonna get jealous of what you doing and what you got, which is Pinky and you’re carrying the whole Morris Black on yo shoulders.” DJ put his drink down and looked at his baby brother. “Watch ya back bro because somebody is out for what’s yours.”

Avery bit down on his jaw so hard he drew blood. His brother left a bitter taste in his mouth but he held on to every last word. He’d kill somebody before they took Pinky away from him, I mean look where it ended his brother Yayo, and may he burn in hell. Avery took another shot of Vodka and called to check up on his wife.

“Hello?” Pinky answered.

“What’s up ma?” Avery smiled into the phone.

“You, I want you here, now, I’m lonely and very, very wet papi.” Pinky spoke in a seductive tone.

“Say no more, I love you.”

“I love you too, hurry up.”

They ended their call and Avery headed out of the club to take good care of his wife. He smiled to himself, I’ll be damned if a nigga try to get mines.

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