“You been calling me. I’ve been busy and a lot has been going on, but I wanna see you, baby,” I lied.
“Want me to pull up? I been trying to see you. You know I miss the fuck outta yo’ mean ass.”
“That’s what I like to hear. Come outside. Get in the car with me. I was on your side, so I decided to pull up on you. I’m parked two houses down. I had a hard ass day, and I need to relieve some of this pressure.”
“Now you know you playing a dangerous game pulling up on me like this. Here I come, but don’t do this shit again unless you trying to get me killed.”
As I ended the call, I pulled on my blunt again. I needed to be high for this shit. I couldn’t stand the ground that Smutty walked on. He was a liar, and on top of that, the nigga was cheap. If you wanted to have a wife and side bitch, you needed to be able to make it worthwhile.
About ten minutes later, Smutty slid into my passenger seat. He tried to lean over and kiss me, but I gave him a fake smile as I curved it. I turned my music up so I wouldn’t have to talk to this nigga and headed to my crib. Once I made it, I parked in my garage and went inside through the side door.
Smutty was on my heels.
I led him into my bedroom, then I laid a silk robe on my bed. He sat on the edge of the bed and eyed me as he licked his lips. Smutty was real easy on the eyes, but his lying ways made him very unattractive to me. Alexa was now playing some slow jams, but in actuality, I wanted to play some Boosie. I was on some set it off type shit—fuck a bump and grind.
While he sat there looking stupid, I told him to get comfortable while I took my shower, and he did just that. As I showered, I let a few tears that I had been holding in all day fall. This was some really fucked up shit that Harmoni didnot deserve. She was the sweetest person in the world, and she didn’t fuck with nobody.
The way that shit was falling into place let me know that it wouldn’t be long before we brought my girl home. What were the odds of Smutty being connected to Diamond’s nigga? This was definitely a small world, and I was thanked my lucky stars for the little lead I got that would bring me closer to getting Moni and the baby back.
After I dried off, I lotioned my body and put my robe on. Smutty was down to nothing but his boxers, and he had made himself comfortable in my bed. I cringed at the thought of him, but I knew to play my cards right.
I walked into the room, so he could see what I was wearing, then I went to the kitchen and grabbed two shot glasses, and my Amaretto Cîroc. When I made it back into the room, I poured us both some shots, and we threw them back repeatedly. Once the bottle was gone, I went back to the kitchen and grabbed a Rohypnol pill that I had gotten from my cousin a while back. After grabbing that and more alcohol, I went back into the room.
I went to my dresser and busted the pill down into his shot glass, then poured the liquor on top. Smutty walked up being me and placed his arms around my waist. I tried to pass him the drink, but he declined and carried me to the bed. No way was I about to fuck this nigga, but I couldn’t lie, that alcohol went straight to my cat. If nothing else, I was most definitely about to get some head out this nigga.
As soon as that thought crossed my mind, he pushed me back on the bed, making my lie flat on my back. He placed both of my legs on his shoulders and went to town, eating me like it was the first time he had eaten in months. I grabbed the back of his head, pulling him deeper into me. Just as I felt myself about to cum, I pushed his head away, then I crawled up toward the head of my bed and told him to come and let me ride his face.
As I commanded, he came and lay under me as I rode his face. I bounced up and down on his tongue as he kept a firm grip on my ass cheeks. With the day I had, I deserved this nut. After being up there for three minutes, I came all over his face, wetting everything from his nose down, including his beard.
Before he could even think he was about to fuck me, I walked back over to the dresser, grabbed his glass, and passed it to him. He was so thirsty from the workout I had put on his face that he drank that shot like it was water. I went to the bathroom to wipe myself up and grab him a face towel. When I got back into the room, I threw him the towel, and he groggily caught it. I watched him slowly wipe his face as the effects of the pill started kicking his ass. As I sat down on the bed, I leaned over and grabbed my cuffs out of the nightstand drawer.
I pushed Smutty back on the bed and then handcuffed him to the rail of my headboard.
“Yo freaky ass! You bet not do no crazy shit to me either,” he slurred as he started to doze off.
“I’m not gon’ do nothing crazy, but I am gonna beat yo’ ass! You helped somebody do something that you knew was wrong, so now you gotta deal with the repercussions,” I told him, but he didn’t hear a word of it. He was out cold.
I slapped Smutty as hard as I could across the face, but he still wasn’t fazed. He didn’t attempt to get up. That pill had put him on his ass. I went through his pockets and grabbed all the money he had. Then I grabbed his cell and tried to find some information about Harmoni’s whereabouts, but I couldn’t get past the lock on his phone. I tried to use his Face ID, but I still had no luck. Now I was starting to think that drugging him wasn’t the best move. I just needed to handcuff him and put him in a vulnerable position.
Out of nowhere I started to feel my head spinning, and the drinks were starting to whoop my ass. I got a blanket out of my linen closet and went into my living room to get on the sofa.
I woke up to the sunlight blinding me and Smutty screaming my name to the top of his lungs. I jumped up and rushed into my bedroom.
“Shut the fuck up with all that damn noise, nigga! You done woke me up out my damn sleep! What do yo’ bitch ass want with me?” I barked.
“I’m good on all this kinky ass shit. Take these cuffs off me, so I can head home. You trippin hard, shawty!”
“Oh, you thought this was part of us having sex? Nigga, I wouldn’t let you fuck me if your life depended on it. You are cuffed because I need you to tell me where the fuck Harmoni is, and before you lie, think about how painful it will be to have your jaws wired shut and only able to drink liquids and can’t have no solid food for months,” I threatened as I walked over to where he was cuffed.
I pulled a taser, some brass knuckles, my gun, and my box cutter out of my purse and lined them up neatly on my bed. His eyes grew wide with fear, and now I knew I had him right where I wanted him. The last thing I wanted this nigga to do was take me for a joke. I was about to show him that I meant business.
“So, tell me why you assisted a muthafucka in kidnapping Harmoni and her newborn baby. I’m confused about that, and the fact that you knew she was my best friend but you still did it, I’m disappointed in you to say the least. Now we can do this the easy way, or I can make your life hard and painful,” I told him.
“I swear I didn’t do that shit intentionally. My homie just asked for some help, and I didn’t ask any questions. I was just helping him out. When the shit went down and I seen that it was Moni he had snatched, I told him that I didn’t want no parts of it, and I dipped.”
“That sounds good and all, but out of all the times you’ve blown up my phone, that’s one time you didn’t think to call me? Fuck the history that you and I had. As a human and a father, didn’t you stop and think the shit was wrong? Just tell me where she’s at, and maybe things won’t get too ugly.”
“I honestly don’t know. Please untie me. I know my wife is going crazy not knowing where I am. You playing too much right now.”
