What's Da Deal?

Part 1

(Third Person Omniscent)

               Smoke filled the air while Jamier took another hit of his blunt. The apartment they currently lived in, residing in the slums of NYC, was ran through. Tables covered in weed, money, guns and all sorts of shit. Dasia hated it here. She continued to go down on Jamier as he tossed a bunch of money on her and smacked her ass.

               "Ayo bitch keep goin'.. Who the fuck told you to stop?" One of Jamier's potnas said as he mean mugged her and socked her dead in the jaw, almost putting it out of place. She immediately had tears forming in her eyes as collected her purse and she ran to the pissy, rancid smelling bathroom.

              "I can't believe I let my life get to this.." She repeatedly whispered and ran her fingers over the swollen bruise that formed on her cheek. Dasia dialed Hakeem's number, knowing he the only one who'd make her feel better.. It took a min. but he finally answered with a tired ass voice.

Dasia's voice hiccuped as emotions overcame her. "Ha-Hakeem.. I'm coming-g over. I-I can't stay hea-here." On the other line, noticing her concerning tone Hakeem jumped up mad quick, taking action, shouting into the phone. "Ay man say what?? What that nigga do to you jawn, swea I'm finna come ova an-".

               Dasia cut Hakeem fast as hell, gushing into the phone. "Nigga shut UP. I-I'm coming over tho, just be there." Hearing her soothing voice, he calmed and agreed, letting her know he here. They hung up and Hakeem's face automatically became glee, he loved her, but hated being with his drug abusing baby momma, Nyla. The sister to Dasia.

                The apartment Hakeem and his babymomma stayed in was well put together. A condo that was decent, it was better than Jamier's trap. Hakeem grew up with a hatred filled childhood, always seeking revenge and vengeance for his murdered mother. He recently beat a murder case and was in jail a few years ago for an Assault case.

(First Person, Hakeem's POV)

I sat on the couch and cradled Cecilia in my arms. Damn, I loved my babygirl, everything about her since she looked like me, nothin like her momma. I sat on the couch, speakin to her gently. "We gone get out of here soon, mama, yo momma ain't on shit." I smiled wen she did and I put her in the rocker, watchin her slowly fall asleep, and after a couple minutes she did.

And that's when I heard the doorbell ring. "Nyla ain't finna be here, so that gotta be Dasia.." I looked thru the peep and it was, the bitch I always craved for. I opened it then examined her.

I eyed her down, touchin her face, squinting at that purple bruise. "Who did that to you ma?? Swea if that's from Mier, I'm blastin him."

She dropped her head and then nodded, "Yea it was." I brung her inside, since it was snowing and I embraced her in the biggest hug eva, squeezing her mad tight. Nyla wasn't finna be home until 3am, so I had time to spend with her.

We sat on the couch, her legs were on mine and I rubbed her legs up and down, comforting her.

D: I don't know why I did this to myself, Keem. I can't leave him, he'll kill m-.

H: He ain't killin shit, stop allat rara. Just cuz he gotta couple guns round the house, don't mean he blastin' shit.

I looked at jawn like she was stupid and I stood up, pulling up the bottom of shirt to expose the .22 tucked in my drawls. "Although he got allem guns to impress his dawgs, he not finna use it, trust. Lemme run thru his house and catch them off guard, I'm litin' em."

She sat there in shock as I reassured her, then nodded and I pulled my shirt down and I placed the ice pack I got earlier, upon Dasia face.

(First Person, Dasia's POV)

I sat there, turned on. Hakeem was intimidating but he was attractive you dig, I melted in front of him, I've never felt this way in front of Jamier. I hesitated for a min, and then blurted out, "Hakeem I wanna fuck. Please.."

His head never whipped back so fast and he came over to me, looking at me like I was crazy and he said, "Word?" I nodded.. I can't believe I said that but it's wat I wanted. I felt the tension rising, and he grabbed my neck, putting a lil pressure and he tongue me down, I was immediately in the mood, but contained my moans and urges since his daughter was in the other room...

(The end)
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