How I Got Good

Chapter 5

"A Twist of Fate will Come in Your Favor."

The Day Before the Funeral

Jamal's P.O.V.

Everyone in my family flew in from California for my funeral, including Tiyah. The night Tony shot me, I died on the spot in Imani's living room. Now I'm in this casket, alone forreal.

Jermaine's P.O.V.

I walk in my house uneasy. I haven't heard from Imani and it's killing me. I miss her. Tomorrow is Jamal's funeral and I wonder if she's going.

I turn the doorknob and its unlocked. I see Tiyah sitting on my couch.

"What the hell are you doing in my house?" She turned and smiled, "since I was here for Jamal's funeral, I thought, 'Why not kill two birds in one stone and visit an old friend'.

*Flashback*

"Hi, my name is Tiyah..."

"..... dating Jamal for about a year...."

She left us for some nigga on California as soon as she could leave the hospital.

*Reality*

"Hello??... can I hold my son?" She gets up to walk toward Messiah. I move away. "You need to leave." She looked at me funny.

"you haven't been there for my son since he was born. You're a little too late." I take Messiah upstairs to continue sleeping as she follows me. "I was young. I was afraid." I closed his door and walked downstairs. I stood by the front door and said, "And you don't think I was scared? You can leave."

She yells, "I don't want to! This is my family!" "No! I'm in love with someone who treats me and Messiah the right way. She isn't you, so you can step!" She looks into my eyes with disbelief. I open the front door to let her out and Imani is at my front porch.

We all looked at eachother. "Who's this?" Imani pointed to Tiyah. "My name is Tiyah... I didn't realize that--"

"Wait, did you say your name is Tiyah? You were the girl that was with Jamal!" "Imani?"

"Jamal?" I blurted, confused. "You left us for Jamal?" Imani looked at me. "Your Messiah's mother?" She nodded.

Damn! This is too much for me to take. All I need to happen is for Tiyah to leave.

"I'm here for Jamal's funeral...and to let you know this is going to catch up with your cousin." Tiyah walked out of the door to her car. Imani comes in and closes the door. "What did she mean by that?"

Imani looked at me. "Jamal was in my house the other day and Tony came in the middle of the night, trying to check on me. He found him there and they fought, he killed him." She walked to the couch. "Damn, I don't even know what to say."

I didn't know how to react because I never liked Jamal. I didn't want him with Imani and I didn't want him around. So, call me petty, but I have no sympathy for him at all. He deserves what was handed to him.

Imani looks at me and says, "I gotta get somethin' off my chest."

Day of Jamal's Funeral

Tony's P.O.V.

8:15 a.m.

This is killing me, forreal. This shit gon't catch up to me sooner or later. Yhana gon't be pissed off too. No one can find out, especially Yhana...that's gon't make it worse. I don't--

"TONY!" I look at Yhana standing over me. "I been callin yo name nigga. Imani on the phone for you.

"Hello?"

"What were you thinking?" I stop and think of something to say. I didn't want to say the wrong thing. "Of protecting you. He was in your house and you didn't even know. You don't know what he could have done to you."

"Tony. You killed him! This isn't going to go away." I exhaled deeply, "I know. I just didn't want him to be try anything. Are you going to the funeral?" Yhana tapped my shoulder. "I don't know yet. I'm not really feelin it."

"Yeah, I feel you. I know I'm not going. Pray for a nigga I just killed. I gotta go though. I'll check on you later today."

"alright." she hung up the phone.

Jermaine's P.O.V.

Me and Imani came back from the funeral and awake to my house. It was nice but weird. Tiyah sat right next to me, she knew what she was doing...I'm not dumb. The only thing distracting me is that Imani had something to tell me and she still hasn't opened up. She's been M.I.A. for so long, it could be anything she has to tell me. We ate dinner and now we're watching a movie. This feels like it's suppose to be forever, but I haven't had much happen to where I had a sign.

"Can we talk?" I looked at Imani in a nervous expression. I paused the movie, "you know we can talk about anything. Wassup?" She turned and looked at me. I was a little nervous at the outcome that was soon to come. She took a deep breath, waited, and said, "Jermaine....I love you."

YES!! FINALLY!! This is exactly what I needed in my life; a blessing! That just made my life.

"Jermaine?" I looked back at her into reality. "I love you too" I rushed in to kiss her before I felt like this was just a dream. When we touched lips, I knew this was nothing but Heaven on Earth.

We kissed passionately. I laid her down to her back and slowly rested on top of her. She slowly took of my shirt, rubbing my back. I took off her shirt and bra, massaging her chest. Kissing her neck. Down to her shoulders and breasts. I slowly pulled her pants off as I kissed her stomach. She held my head and massaged my ears as I tasted her juices, hearing her moan made me smile and put my tongue in further. Her moans were beautiful.

She lifted my head and helped my pants off, then my boxers. I kissed her, while I slowly rubbed my head on her wetness. Her beautiful smiled showed. I let myself inside of her gently, she inhaled deeply. I stroked slow until she told me to change speed. She whispered in my ear, "speed up," she moaned. I went faster. She whispered in my ear again, "deeper," I did as I was told. She moaned gracefully.

I flipped her over on all fours. I had my hands positioned to where my thumbs were deep in her back dimples. As time went passed, she moaned my name, trying to crawl away. I pulled her long, black hair, pulled her back and pushed harder all at once. Harder. Harder. Deeper. Deeper. She climaxed and I followed her. I released my grip and let her loose. She turned to face me and smiled.