Pleasure or Pain

Part 7

Pleasure or Pain Pt 7
Short story challenge
J.Velvet

"I told you I fucking told" Passion said.
She loved being right, for years she told Anita to leave Prize but she never listened now he left over the first sign of her cheating. He really wanted to hurt Anita doing any little thing to get back at her, it's been three days since they officially parted ways in the hospital room now home Anita was looking to take a new turn on life and start single for the first time in over ten years. Prize made it his business to come gather some of his belongings and the engagement ring, not even acknowledging baby Jazeel, Anita named him after her late father. Without Prize the house felt empty, no one to come home to, no one to help with the kids, for the first time ever she felt alone.
Passion couldn't stand to see her friend like that and did everything  in her power to get her in a great mood even if it meant a shopping spree and a day of pampering. It's been a while since Anita did anything for herself, everything always included the kids or around Prize, she thought for family not for self. Prize took Heaven off her hands for the day he knew she was his he just wanted to be as spiteful as ever, it hurt him so bad cause he really loved her but at the same time got a taste of his own medicine. He never thought Anita would cheat on him not even when he was doing any of his dirt he knew she would always be by his side. Father daughter day it was, first Chuck E Cheese then an arcade that ended with a stop at Cold Stones icecream. Heaven loved Prize and always wanted to be around him, anything Anita couldn't get her to do Prize was able to, she was daddy's little girl.
"Thank you boo, I really really needed this" Anita said smiling at Passion.
"That's what friends are for right"
The two embraced holding hands while getting pedicures.
"I can't believe I'm actually single now"
"Well believe it, nothing wrong with being single look at me it's about time"
"I wanted to get married Passion"
"Look you will one day but it won't be with Prize, I know you love him and I know he's a great father but I knew you both for most of my life and he was one of the best things that ever happened to you but he was also the worst, he has his ways about him but I always thought you could do better, in highschool every man wanted you and out of all the men you ended up with Prize"
"He stole my heart"
"And that's a damn shame, you two were never meant to be but it worked for over ten years I get it but it should've been over with but that's what best friend is for, we going out"
"We already out"
"No I mean out to a club, you putting on a tight dress, we gonna wear six inch heels we gonna be drinking and twerking and we gonna bag some fly ass niggas make them pay for our drinks call a uber pass out and wake up and do it all over again, that's some medicine for your ass a couple doses of that and you'll forget all about Prize ass"
"I don't know girl I was never a real party person"
"Well you are now, stop being so damn scary, we gonna turn up"
Passion was determined to get Anita back in the dating scene and a night out at the Savoy club would do it, the biggest night spot in town, the place stayed packed and was great for shows having many artists perform there. Passion brought Anita thr tightest blouse she could find with some leggings and Jimmy Choo shoes, she walked gaining the attention of the mass. It wasn't long before she had a horde of men hawking her offering to buy drinks and even asking for a dance, she declined the dance put Passion made sure she accepted the drinks along with providing one for her as well. Once loosed up she made her way to the dance floor dancing with Passion, one thing Passion knew how to do was work a crowd being that she was a stripper she lived off of attention.
She put her hands on her knees and performed the fuck it up challenge to Juicy J "Bands to make her dance" which ironically was her signature song at the strip club. Anita became her fan throwing ones while smacking her ass now very drunk from the shots taken and try bottle of Remy they both finished before getting to the club.
One person who noticed the ladies were L.A, L.A was a black and asain record producer who had a string of success creating beats for trap music getting a nick name track Lee, she sat with his crew in the corner his usual spot when he frequented the club. Possibly the biggest name in music right now who just happened to be a female, a stud that dressed in true religion jeans gold chains gold grills and custom made fitted caps with L.A on them, besides that she wore flannel shirts that left open and revealing her bra and kept her sleeves rolled up showing her arms filled with tattoos.
"Damn son you see that" he said pointing to Anita and Passion as they made their own show on the deck below them. She grabbed her large gold bottle of Armand de Brignac Brut champagne, she took a sip getting behind Anita.
"Umm excuse you"
"My bad ma but what's good though"
"Nothing"
"But I can tell you what's good" Passion said cutting Anita off shaking L.As hand.
"I never seen ya ladies in here before"
"Do you notice everyone you see in the club"
"Not everyone but I damn sure noticed ya"
"Well you can un notice us" Anita said grabbing Passion making her way to the bar.
Passion was interested in the blasian but Anita had dating far from her mind. L.A smiled while the two left her in the middle of the dance floor but she wasn't discouraged, she liked a little fight in females the fiesty ones were the best.
"Bitch why didn't you get his number"
"Her"
"His her who gives a fuck she wants to be a dude anyway right"
"You know I don't like females like that besides I'm not looking for anyone I'm just looking to have a little fun"
"Well that's you shit I'm tired of being single I think I need me some Asian persuasion"
"Oh now you want to be in a relationship what happened to single life huh" Anita said laughing.
"Fuck that I'm just looking for mister right or misses"
"You a trip girl"
"And you know this, but seriously the night is young she is sexy as fuck and this alcohol in my system telling me to do things so you know that means girl"
"What"
"You might have to call a Uber"
"Passion don't play, Passion" Anita yelled as Passion grabbed her drink making her way back over to L.A. L.A put her arm around Passion calling Anita over but she declined turning her head sipping her drink. Passion was the life of the party and Anita was the total opposite and who could blame her all her life all she ever did was play wife with Prize, never really getting a chance to enjoy her teen years single she was always on and off with Prize but they worked through their differences but not this time. They made it clear to eachother it was finally over at least Prize wanted it to be that way. He placed Heaven in the bed after a long day and proceeded to watch TV, out of all the years he never once was home alone with just Heaven, he ran the streets he did promoted his music and also hooked up with plenty females but he made sure he took care of Heaven but Anita was always there. He know had to get use to scheduled visitations, not waking up or coming home to a woman and his child. He thought about her, o flipping through pictures of them on his found. They made a beautiful couple, everyone thought they would always be together but that wasn't the case. On the other side of town Anita thought about him too, missing Heaven so much she was ready to call an Uber to come pick her up that night instead of the morning but she fought herself and just called for a cab home. The music died and everyone began to leave while she searched around for Passion, she loved her best friend but she knew Passion had a tendency of leaving with random men something that she hated. She walked up the stairs back to the V.I.P section where she found Passion mingling with L.A and his crew.
"Come on its time to go"
"What damn girl, it's still early"
"Yeah why ya leaving so soon"
"Stay out of this, this between me and my friend"
"Okay my bad ma"
Anita pulled Passion out the V.I.P taking her outside hailing down a cab. Anita was the mature one Passion was the live in the moment kind of girl, one of the reasons Anita didn't go out with her. They arrived at Anita's house both barely able to make it through the door with Passion passing out on the floor and Anita on the couch not even able to make it to the bedroom.
Anita awoke hours later to her rushing to the bathroom vomiting, she had a viscious headache and could hardly talk. She held her stomach just lying there waiting for the pain to go away. Passion on the other hand a pro at party nights got up without a problem, she fixed her hair and went into the kitchen making a cup of coffee.
"Can't hold your liquor for shit huh" she said laughing at Anita who lied squirmed on the floor.
"You know I don't drink bitch"
"Yeah Yeah come here let me get you to bed" Passion said helping Anita to the bedroom.
A hot rag some pain killers and a ice cold soda was given to her before she left to go home. Anita looked over at the clock, just six in the morning still too early and three hours away from the time she suppose to pick Heaven up from Prize, she decided to get take another nap hoping it would help and she be okay by the time she had to leave.
Prize was staying with his best friend Bishop who was hardly home and when he was lived like a bachelor. Up all night watching TV he couldn't sleep, usually out and about he just stayed up writing music for the when he goes to the studio. A woman came out of Bishops bedroom naked, catching him by surprise Prize couldn't help but look as she walked into the kitchen paying no attention to him taking out the pots and pans started to cook. Bishop was as just a big a hoe as Prize maybe even bigger, a different woman every night he had no shame in his body count. He came out of his bedroom with  black basketball shorts on and a du rag.
"Yo what's up G"
Prize looked at him giving him a awkward stare as he used his eye movement to point towards the female.
"Oh yeah Charita, go throw on some clothes for me"
"Bro you know I got Heaven in the other room"
"Oh yeah yeah my fault uncle Bishop sorry, I mean I have to get use to having company now"
"You good man I mean I don't mind"
"I know your ass don't"
"But yo who is she"
"Oh yeah remember that fine chick you put on to at the club that night Ms redbone with the big hips"
"Yeah"
"That's her best friend"
"So what happened to Ms redbone then"
"She wasn't feeling a nigga like that I mean she was talking and shit but wasn't with the shit you feel me but her bff was down to fuck forreal, when you left I took her as in the bathroom tossed her out in one of the stalls fucked her right in the ass"
"Bro you stupid"
"Nah man ain't lying you know how I get down, you call her Stephanie"
"I call her hephanie" They both said laughing on the couch.
"And you know I gots proof" Bishop said pulling out his phone scrolling through the many home made sex videos he made playing the newest one of him and Charita in the bathroom stall.
"You the man bro"
"And you know this"
"But umm yo what's good with Ms redbone"
"Shit I don't know but hold on, you Charita"
"Yes daddy"
"Where your fine ass friend at Ms redbone"
"Damn now you wanna fuck my friend"
"It ain't even like that, my friend wanna know what's good"
"Oh him, wasn't you rapping the other night"
"Yeah that's Prize, now what's good with that number"
"I just ain't going to give ya her number like that"
"Yo stop playing my bro"
"She don't like random niggas calling her phone"
"Well how about you tell her to come over" Prize said.
"Hmmm that might work, let me finish cooking and I'll see what's up with her"
While Prize was making plans to get with a new woman Leslie was making plans to make Janaya his. Ever since the birth of Jazeel he stayed over at her house, and she didn't mind finally having him all to herself. He was starting to get over the drama with Prize and her was beginning to feel like he could be in a relationship with her.
"Wait is this the end of the world, you talking about a relationship with a bitch, nah man this can't be true this nigga dying he probably got Aids or something" said Chris laughing while he set up his table at the National tattoo convention.
Chris was one of the most talented and respected artists in the game, having over ten years of experience and happen to be Leslie's best friend. He looked like a lumberjack with his pale skin and thick red beard that came down to his chest. Over ninety percent of his body covered with tats that came from his face down to his ankles.
"I ain't got shit bro I'm just feeling her you know"
"Nigga you sprung, out of all the pussy you get you finally found that Ms sunshine"
"What"
"You know that sunshine bro" Neo said, another one of Leslie's friends who also did tattoos.
"You seen Harlem nights, bitch pussy so good you threw it up in the air it would turn into sunshine"
Chris laughed giving Neo a high five.
"Man ya niggas funny but I'm just saying I'm feeling her"
"Yo take it from a man that been through alot of women literally and is now in a very very deep serious relationship take your time man, I mean just don't rush into anything especially with her"
"What's wrong with Janaya I thought you liked her"
"She cool I'm just saying be careful, besides ain't she the mother of your brothers child"
"Possibly the mother but that was before we ever met"
"Just saying man be careful that could be a recipe for disaster"
Leslie knew what Chris meant but he couldn't deny the fact that he was falling for Janaya. The more time he spent with her the closer they become, originally he just wanted sex nothing more nothing less but she took him by surprise and that's what he liked about her she was unpredictable. He got use to the morning sex and breakfast in bed, the wake and bake while she gave him head and the spontaneous sexual acts she did in public. Didn't take long for Leslie to care about her and the feelings were mutual with Janaya, as crazy as she was about Prize she had given up on the attempt of making him hers knowing his heart would never truly give up loving Anita.
The national tattoo convention held in a large colesuim played host to over five hundred of the best artists across the country, Chris was considered the top ten with a magazine, website and catalogue of work that spoke for itself getting inked up by him was a trophy all in itself. His next venture was to open up a actual shop, mostly he freelanced doing his work out of a RV that he decked out to become his office. He like Leslie was a traveling artist but rather than naming house calls just traveled to the area and parked the RV. The vehicle was with hundreds of thousands of dollars having smart tvs new leather chairs and wall to wall pictures of Chris's work and clients and when it became extra crowded the RV expanded giving the space needed, all new needles and machines built to work right inside of the RV, besides the work area a bedroom was also built inside with a large full size bed flat screen 4K TV and desk area for his laptop computer. For years his business grew and was now ready to open up his own shop and Neo and Leslie would be his top artists.
Janaya walked in making her towards Chris's table.
"Morning guys, hey baby" she said kissing Leslie.
Janaya made her living by being a Instagram model, thousands of dollars a week came in for her to advertise various products which she did well and that's why Chris asked her to be the model for his table. She had her hair in curls that flowed down her back while she wore black jeans and a t-shirt that said Laced up which would be the name of the shop.
Janaya did exactly what was expected of her passing out brochures and catalogues of work featured in Chris magazine while the artists did tattoos for anyone who wanted at a much lower price than what they usually charged, by the end of the day thousands of dollars was brought in and Chris made enough money to put the finishing touches on the shop that would open shortly.
Earlier in the day Anita made her way to Bishops house, it felt strange picking up Heaven from a place other than the baby sitter or family's house but this was the new life she had to adapt to being single. She knocked on the door with Prize opening staring at her.
"Well aren't you going to invite me in"
"I mean I would but in busy right"
"Oh really"
"Yes really" Prize said in a stern voice.
Anita knew he was still made about everything and knowing his stubborn ways would not let it go until he wanted to which could probably be never.
"Well is Heaven ready"
Prize close back the door but locking it returning with Heaven and her backpack.
"I already fed her and everything"
"Well its the least you could do, hey baby you missed momma" she said picking Heaven and tossing her belongings on her back.
She started to walk off but turned around going in her pocket pulling out a paper.
"Oh yeah here's the results, congratulations your Jazeels father" she said before tossing it at Prize.
He picked it up looking at the results which confirmed it.
"What's the matter was expecting something else, you still want to test Heaven"
"Nah we don't need no more tests I know she's mine"
"Of course you don't" Anita said flipping him the middle finger walking off.
Prize watched her walk down the all as her ass shook getting on the elevator. He went back inside locking the door and heading to the living room where Bishop was entertaining Charita and her friend. Her name was luscious and she looked just as good as she did the first time Prize spotted her at the club, she had on a white t shirt that said bad on it with Pink brand sweat pants on that was tight enough to be leggings.
"So was that your baby mom" luscious said.
"Yeah just coming to get my daughter"
"Is that all she is to you"
"Pretty much"
"So enough of that, what's good I mean the baby left we got the place to ourselves let's say we turn up how about a little alcohol" Bishop said reaching for the bottle of Hennessy.
"It's to early to be drinking but I guess I'll have a cup, are ya drinking"
"Of course" Bishop said.
"So how about we play a little game"
"What game ya had in mind" Charita says.
"Strip poker" Bishop says grabbing a deck of playing cards.
Leslie and Janaya arrived back to her place, after a long day of work doing tattoos.
"Damn I'm hungry as fuck but I'm tired, you should cook something"
"I'm tired too" Janaya replied.
"Oh you gonna let me go to bed hungry"
"Nah I got something for you to eat" she said tossing her leg on the dashboard patting her pussy.
"You crazy girl but I like that, but I still need food, let's hit up Taco bell real quick"
"Nah just go home"
"What I just told you in hungry"
"I know I got you just go home? I'll make something to eat besides the baby sitter is there"
"What happened to the daycare that you usually take him too"
"I didn't feel like driving that far today but just go home I'll cook okay"
"Iight but thst shit better be good, I'm fucking tired"
Leslie did as he was told arriving to the house. They catch the elevator going upstairs to the apartment. Leslie opens the door with his key Janaya gave him, entering the place is quiet, all the lights turned off with the candles lit.
"Baby you sure anyone's here"
"Yeah just go in, the baby must be sleep"
"Okay and where's this baby sitter"
"She probably in the bathroom but come here, you know I love you right"
Leslie paused for a second, he didn't know what to say or if he should say it.
"Hello"
"Yeah baby I love you too, I mean I ain't one to get all romantic but I can't lie, I've been feeling you"
"That's good cause I care about and I got you something"
"Oh word, we'll is it some food cause you know a nigga starving"
"No its better than that"
"Oh word"
Yeah come here but close your eyes though"
"Iight"
Janaya waked him down the hallway to the bedroom where they heard slow music playing, she opened the door as Leslie opened his eyes seeing a naked female on the bed legs spread playing with herself.
"This is the baby sitter"
"Oh word"
"Yes and since I love you and you love me I was thinking I give you a treat, I'm the type of woman to make my man happy and I want you to feel as good as you make me feel so are you ready"
"You mean I'm fucking her"
"No baby we are"