A 90s Love Story 2

Sha Jones

Sujets

• Urban Books

Informations

• Publié par: Sullivan Group Publishing, LLC
• Date de parution: 15 février 2019
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781648541216
• Langue: English

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1

I can’t believe this muthafuckin’ nigga! La’Nisha thought as she paced outside the studio door while trying to figure out how to handle the situation. Once she came back down to reality, she was beyond pissed. She still couldn’t believe that LJ would do something like this.
Wow… Just fuckin’ wow! She thought, still pacing and running her fingers through her hair.
Tears streamed down La’Nisha’s face and down her neck. This type of betrayal wasn’t something that she would wish on the devil himself.
Finally, La’Nisha stuck LJ’s house key in her purse and walked back up to the door. She slowly opened it and walked into the studio.
LJ and Iesha were so caught up in the moment that they didn’t even notice her standing just a few feet away. Iesha continued to moan while her legs were spread as wide as eagle wings as she allowed LJ to please her.
When she finally opened her eyes and saw her sister standing there, her eyes grew wider. She was so shocked by her unexpected presence that she couldn’t even gasp. LJ could tell that something was wrong because Iesha’s legs went limp. When he picked his head up and saw the terrified look in her eyes, he turned around and saw La’Nisha standing behind him.
Before he could react, La’Nisha had already dropped her purse on the floor and leaped on Iesha. She was pissed off with LJ, but Iesha knew better. If anybody owed her loyalty it was her!
“This what the fuck you doin’ Iesha?” La’Nisha screamed as she grabbed Iesha by her hair, yanking her from the chair and causing her left leg fly right across LJ’s face.
La’Nisha had never been violent with her sister, but today was the day she let her hands fly on her ass.
Iesha was screaming and trying to get away from La’Nisha, who was coming at her like a raging pit bull. La’Nisha’s grip on her edges was so strong that she couldn’t pry her fingers apart.
“La’Nisha, what the fuck? Let her go!” LJ yelled in a deep voice, trying to stop La’Nisha from killing her sister.
“Nee Nee!” Iesha cried out, still trying to loosen La’Nisha’s grip.
“Ain’t Nee Nee shit, bitch!”
The longer La’Nisha dragged and beat Iesha all over the studio, the angrier she became. LJ couldn’t even control her. Tables, chairs and glasses were knocked over, causing glass to shatter everywhere.
Iesha was now being dragged through the glass and her knees, feet, and hands were cut open. Blood oozed from the palm of Iesha’s hands. Her entire body was stinging and burning from the glass. She went from receiving pleasure to pain in just the blink of an eye, and from the look and feel of things, La’Nisha wasn’t letting up at all.
Unable to snatch La’Nisha away and save Iesha, LJ wrapped his large arm around La’Nisha and choked her, causing her to release her sister.
“Stop, man! Stop!”
LJ’s arm was so tight around La’Nisha’s neck that she thought she was going to black out. LJ didn’t have time to feel any shame or fear of what could happen to his reputation because La’Nisha was going ape shit crazy on Iesha.
Iesha’s arms, legs, and face were so bloody that it was all over the studio. She was crying and trying to crawl away from the glass, but her body was so bruised that she felt stuck.
La’Nisha’s adrenaline was pumping, and she refused to let LJ choke her out. She scratched at his arm until he finally let her go. She was out a breath and couldn’t talk. All of the swinging that she had just done wore her out, and she needed a minute to slow her heart rate down.
LJ looked over at Iesha and shook his head. He could tell that she was traumatized.
“You a foul ass nigga!” La’Nisha said as she struggled to catch her breath.
She was so broken that she could no longer stay in the studio. There was no need for an explanation. She saw what she saw, and that was all she needed.
La’Nisha bent down, picked her purse up, and rushed out of the studio. As she made her way down the hall, she felt faint. Her body was weak, and she started to fear that she was going to pass out.
The last thing she needed to do was pass out in LJ’s studio, so when she got to the exit door, she pressed her back against it and took a deep breath. Her face was sweating, and her hands were covered in Iesha’s blood.
Just breathe, Nee Nee, she told herself.
Her main focus was just getting through the door and going outside for the night’s fresh air, but her legs were tingling as if they were going to go numb.
The level of adrenaline running through her was overwhelming. Seeing Iesha with legs wide open and the look of satisfaction on her face sickened La’Nisha. It made her want to go back and whoop Iesha’s ass again.
La’Nisha took another deep breath, and as soon as she opened the door and stepped outside, her tongue started to water. Drool began to seep from the corners of her mouth, and without warning, she threw up all over the parking lot.
The steak and potatoes that she had earlier was now all over her shoes. She tried to stop more vomit from coming up, but she couldn’t control it.
For five minutes, La’Nisha bent over and continued to vomit. Tears fell from her eyes and sweat rolled across her forehead. She was gagging so hard that a blood clot developed on the side of her eye. La’Nisha could hear her beeper going off in her purse but didn’t have the strength to dig inside of it and see who it was.
After coughing up all her food, she stood up straight, wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, and stumbled all the way to her car.
When she finally sat down in it, she pressed her head against the steering wheel and cried. It had nothing to do with LJ necessarily cheating. This whole time she was fighting for their relationship and thinking that he would finally get it together. Everything that Kat told her was true, but she never in a million years would’ve thought her sister was the reason this nigga wasn’t coming home at night.
This was definitely a tough one. What Iesha did not only fucked up their bond, but she had no clue what their mama would say.
La’Nisha didn’t think that she could forgive Iesha for what she did. This was something forbidden that they she just couldn’t come back from.
2

I nstead of going to Quincy’s like she planned to do, she decided to make a final trip to LJ’s house. Her flesh was still boiling, and she wasn’t done getting even. This was the first time that La’Nisha had been pulled out of character, but she couldn’t let this slide.
During the drive, she thought about Iesha’s face and how she was caressing the top of her ex nigga’s head while he ate her pussy. It was clear that Iesha was enjoying it, and that’s what was fucking her up the most.
What was also her blowing her mind was the fact that she didn’t know Iesha was sexually active. Her sister didn’t strike her as being that type of girl, but she was sadly mistaken.
When La’Nisha thought back on how distant her sister was being, it all made perfect sense. This bitch was fuckin’ my nigga, that’s why…
When La’Nisha pulled into the driveway of the house, she snatched her keys out of the ignition and jumped out of the driver’s side.
As soon as she unlocked the door and walked into the house, the phone was already ringing. Kat knew that La’Nisha was finally packing her shit and leaving LJ, and she wanted to make sure that she was safe, especially after Quincy asked if she had heard from her.
La’Nisha ignored the call the first time, but after two more times, she finally decided to answer.
“Hello?” she yelled into the phone.
“Damn, bitch! Where the hell you been?” Kat asked with a concerned look on her face.
“I can’t talk right now. I’m in the middle of somethin’.”
“What, bitch?”
Kat had never heard her friend talk with so much aggression in her voice, and it was scaring her.
“Bitch, don’t make me drive over there! What the fuck is goin’ on? Where that nigga at?”
With her nostrils flared from breathing heavily, La’Nisha stormed through the house opening drawers.
“I just caught LJ fuckin’ Iesha.”
“What?” Kat screamed.
La’Nisha scratched the side of her head, ignored Kat screaming in her ear, and grabbed a pair of scissors then walked toward the garage.
“Yep, this muthafucka was eating her pussy, and that little bitch was enjoying it.”
Kat was so shocked. She had so many questions but couldn’t think of the one she wanted ask first. This was not something she was expecting to hear. Iesha was like a little sister to her too, so to know that she would stab La’Nisha in the back like that was shocking.”
“Bitch, are you sure it was Iesha?” Kat asked, not wanting to believe the words that were coming out of La’Nisha’s mouth.
La’Nisha flicked the light switch in the garage, walked to the corner of it, and grabbed the long, steel bat.
“I went in there and beat her fuckin’ ass! That’s what the fuck I did. Now I’m about to cut up, burn, and bleach this nigga’s shit.”
Although Kat was heartbroken for her friend and hated the fact that she had to lay hands on her baby sister, she was proud of her for the havoc she was about to wreak.
“Yes, bitch! Burn his shit!” Kat cheered, standing up in her bed and jumping in it like a kid. “Matter fact, I’m on my damn way just in case that nigga wanna act stupid!”
Before La’Nisha could respond, Kat hung up the phone, jumped out of bed, and ran straight toward her dresser to grab her keys and purse. She didn’t have time to take a shower or get out of her night gown. Her friend was in a state of emergency, so she was on her way, gun in hand and all!
In less than twenty-five minutes, Kat was already at the door and turning the knob. When she walked inside, the house was already a mess.
Large holes were in the wall, the coffee tab