Love, Roses, and Stick Ups Page 5

  Macy nodded his head.

  "Yeah, I feel that. Well, I got you on yo' commissary my nigga. You set, ain't gotta worry about nothing." AJ nodded his head, then shifted his eyes as if to be in deep thought.

  "Aye, let me ask you something, Mace. You heard from Clit'Tonia?"

  The question caught Macy off guard. He frowned, and slanted his eyes.

  "Nah, I ain't heard from that bitch. Ain't seen her since you got knocked. But if I do, I'll be sure to murk that bitch. I know she set you up bra, how that shit went down ain't make sense," Macy said.

  "Yeah, I keep trying to tell myself she wouldn't do no snake shit like that," AJ stated.

  She wouldn't, but I would, Macy thought to himself. The truth was, Macy was the one who set up AJ. On the day that AJ got knocked, was the day the Police had caught up to Macy and took him to jail threatening to give him life if he didn't give up the Notorious Alex Johnson. They knew that Macy worked for AJ but they really weren't interested in catching the little fish, which was Macy. Macy had broken the number one rule in the game, Never Snitch. The entire day Macy spent giving up AJ on countless murders that took place under his control. Macy was the one to committed all of the murders. But lucky for him they had no evidence on him but all the evidence on AJ.

  It wasn't the life sentence that made Macy turn snitch, but it was the thought of taking over the throne and getting the respect AJ once had in the streets. Macy figured with AJ doing serious Jail time he could take over The empire and make a name for himself, which was what he was currently doing.

  He also knew that AJ could never find out about his betrayal because if he ever did, Macy would be as good as dead.

  "'Man, that bitch was a snake. That's why after you got locked up, the bitch went missing. I bet she ain't even come see you." Macy chuckled, putting up a complete front.

  "She came to see me once, then after that I ain't seen her since."

  Although AJ didn't love Clit'Tonia, he still fucked with her. She was the main bitch on his team. Plus, when she was homeless with nowhere to go, he took her in and helped her out. He was expecting the same in return.

  "Man, forget about her. She should be the last thing on your mind, son." Macy told him growing slightly irritated at the conversation.

  AJ knew Macy was right. He had better shit to think about.

  "Yo, who this new nigga I hear you running with out there?" AJ asked, referring to Dame. Just like they talked on the streets, they did even more talking in prison.

  "Dame? That's my nigga. Since Boogie died I been on high alert, that nigga a soulja forreal. I had to make him my right -hand after some niggas tried to smoke me and he helped me out," Macy paused, forgetting that he hadn't told AJ about Boogie getting murked a year ago.

  AJ frowned, "What? Boogie got knocked! The fuck! When?" AJ tried to keep his voice down, but the news startled him.

  "Yeah, man. A year ago. " AJ damn near lost it.

  "A year ago! Nigga, you just now telling me?!" AJ yelled. Boogie was his little cousin who he had hired on his hit squad.

  "Yo, Calm down AJ yo, shit been hectic. I forgot to bring that shit up!" Macy yelled back, getting irritated

  . Truth was he didn't bring it up because he didn't give a fuck enough to bring it up. Boogie was his right-hand man once upon a time but Macy felt that what was done was done and wasn't no sense in bringing up the past.

  AJ wanted to punch the glass, or better yet, punch Macy. He knew long ago what type of nigga Macy was but since Macy never wronged him that he knew of he let him be in peace. But the fact that Macy knew boogie got knocked a year ago and Macy said nothing about it didn't sit well with AJ. Seeing AJ was upset, Macy decided to cut the visit short. He walked out of the prison heated at AJ for getting fresh with him. If AJ was on the outside Macy would've deaded him for the disrespect. Macy figured he was the Man now and didn't appreciate disrespect from anyone. When Macy got back to his car, Dame was puffing on a blunt listening to Jay-Z Blue print album. Dame didn't give a fuck that he was at a prison. He wanted to get high so that's what he did.

  "Nigga, are you fucking crazy or something? Do you not see where the fuck we at!" Macy Yelled still irritated from the visit with AJ.

  Dame puffed on the joint again and blew smoke into Macy's face.

  "And? Do it look like I give a fuck? "

  Macy just shook his head and took off. He was still thinking about how AJ jumped fly with him at the prison. Macy's natural reaction would've been to shoot him but he didn't have his gun on him. Macy's trigger finger was itching but he didn't have anyone to kill. Whenever he was feeling this way, he would call up one of his block-head hoes from the hood to suck his dick. Macy pulled out his cell-phone and dialed up Sha'keisha. A local play head who loved servicing him up with her fire head because that's all he would allow her to do. He only fucked Bad bitches and although Sha'keisha was pretty, she wasn't bad. The fact that the whole Cincinnati been in her pussy ain't help either.

  When she answered, Macy got straight to the point.

  "Sup, baby. You trying to suck daddy dick or what?"

  Sha'keisha wasted no time telling him Yes. He told her he was on his way and he hung up. Dame shot Macy a look like he had lost his mind.

  "Man, don't tell me that's that play-head from Avondale, bra."

  Macy smiled, and nodded his head happily. "Yep."

  Dame shook his head. "Nigga you ain't go be satisfied until that bitch make yo dick fall off."

  "Nigga, how she go make my dick fall off?" Macy asked, never taking his eyes off the road.

  "Didn't you say that bitch fuck everybody? Ain't no telling what that hoe got man, " Dame paused for a moment remembering the girl Macy met at the strip club.

  "Yo, you been fucking with that chick you met at that strip joint on New Year’s? What was her name again?" Dame asked.

  "You talking ‘bout Mya? "

  "Yeah."

  "I took her out 2 weeks ago. Truthfully I forgot about her. Good thing you just brought her up. Shorty cool. I might make her mine," Macy said with a smile.

  Dame nodded his head. "True. Well, see if she got a friend. If she look that good, I could just imagine what the bitches she hang with look like."

  Macy nodded his head at Dame. He decided not to fuck with Sha'keisha after all. He pulled out his cell phone and dialed Mya.

  7

  MACY

  "Yo, Shorty, you got a friend for my nigga, Dame?" Macy asked Nay-Nay when she hopped into his Cocaine white Mercedes.

  Macy had called her yesterday and told her he was coming to pick her up today. She had no idea where he was taking her but she was excited. Nay-Nay hadn't heard from Macy in 2 weeks so she and the Cartel were coming up with another plan to dead him since putting Nay-Nay off on him didn't seem to be working. When Macy had called her yesterday it took them all by surprise but it put the plan back in motion. "Nah. All of my friends are taken," she lied.

  He glared at her like he knew she was lying but he decided to let it go. Dame was a grown ass man. If he wanted a bitch he knew how to go out and get one himself.

  Nay-Nay looked at her surroundings. "Um, why are we at the airport?" she asked, confused.

  He shut off the car and turned to face her.

  "Because, Shorty. I'm going to Jamaica and I want you to come with me."

  That took Nay-Nay completely by surprise. Her mouth fell open. How was she going to Jamaica with no clothes and she didn't even have time to tell The Cartel. As if reading her mind, Macy said, "Don't worry, shorty. It's just for 3 days. We can go shopping there. If you worried about telling your parents, just call them before we leave." He told her. A million things were racing inside of her head. Of course she wanted to go to Jamaica, but she barely knew Macy and he barely knew her. He didn't know anything about her and niggas with his status usually are careful about who they let around them. Nay-Nay liked Macy and his swag but leaving the country with him she was uncertain about and she told him just that

 
; "What you scared of shorty? I ain't gon’ hurt you. This could be our way of getting to know each other better. I'm feeling you. I can tell you ain't like those other bitches. You classy, and I know you can hold your own. It's something different about you," Macy was saying all the things he knew Women liked to hear.

  It was true that he was feeling her, but he also wanted to take her out of the country to bed her a couple times. If he liked it, he was going to make her his main bitch. But if he didn't, he would lose all contact with her once they arrived back in the states. He figured it would be easier done if he took her away from familiar surroundings so he could really get in her head and see what she was really about. Was she worthy of being his woman?

  He saw that she was feeding into the game he was talking so he kept on.

  "Come with me, shorty. You won't regret it. You'll come back a happy satisfied woman."

  When Nay-Nay agreed, Macy was ecstatic. Nay-Nay decided not to tell the girls she was going out of the country with him. She figured it was only 3 days and she'd just tell them she was finally at his house. Had she called and told them she was going to Jamaica with him she knew they would've known she was interested in him and not in setting him up. The Cartel knew how Nay-Nay was when it came to Dope-boys so putting her off on Macy was a big mistake. Macy and Nay-Nay boarded the plane and were on their way to Jamaica.

  ****

  When the two arrived in Jamaica they were both Exhausted. When they got off the plane, some of Macy's goons were waiting for them at the airport which caught Nay-Nay by surprise. She was also impressed. They had a White Hummer waiting for them to take them to their five-star hotel just outside of Kingston. When they arrived, Nay-Nay's Mouth fell to the ground. The hotel room was beautiful and huge. Everything was White from the walls to the floor to the bedspread with the exception of velvet red pillows. Nay-Nay walked inside the bathroom and saw a huge Jacuzzi bath tub. She couldn't wait to soak her body inside the tub. She was tired and just wanted to eat, bathe, and sleep. Macy came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her.

  "You like it?" He asked.

  "Hell yes! This dope!" Nay-Nay exclaimed. He smiled and kissed her neck. "Good. Yo, I'm tired as shit. How about we order something to eat, take a bath then hit the sheets?"

  Nay-Nay nodded her head.

  "Ok, sounds good. Um, do I bathe first? Oooooor...." Macy looked at her without blinking.

  "Why would you wanna bathe first when we could bathe together?" He asked dryly.

  Nay-Nay shook her head. "No, I was just unsure. Of course we could bathe together." She said, trying to brighten back up the mood.

  Macy Smiled, and poured them both some wine. He also ordered room service. When the food arrived both Macy and Nay-Nay stripped out of their clothing and got inside the Jacuzzi. They soaked their bodies together and relaxed. They fed each other chicken and grapes. Nay-Nay was really starting to feel him even more. After the way he was treating her she definitely couldn't set him up to be killed anymore. "Mmm, your body feel good, Ma." Macy whispered in her ear.

  Nay -Nay felt his semi-Erect Penis through his swim trunks. She had to admit he felt good as well. She rubbed his arms which were covered in Tattoos. Macy 's entire body was covered in tattoos from his neck down. He reminded Nay-Nay of that Rapper Soulja boy but Macy wasn't as skinny as him. Macy's abdomen looked to have been drawn on. His stomach was flat and hard. He had complete washboards abs. What Turned Nay-Nay on even more about Macy were his Green Hazel eyes and his Silky wavy hair that was cut into a fade. He was damn sure eye candy and she thought they would make a sexy couple. Little did she know Macy had a dark soul and he was more dangerous than she thought.

  Macy saw that she welcomed his touch so he slid his hands down to her love box. When he saw she didn't react, he began to massage her clit.

  A low moan escaped from her lips. She grabbed Macy's hand and helped him massage her already swollen clit.

  "You like that, Ma?" Macy whispered in her ear. "Yes, don't stop." Nay-Nay ordered.

  Macy kept massaging until he felt her body tense up and knew she was about to Cum. When her juices spilled out into his hand. He rose from the tub and dried himself off. She followed suit. After they were dried off, Macy grabbed her hand and escorted her to the bed. Nay-Nay's eyes almost popped out of her head when she saw the size of his Dick. It was like a horse. He saw the frightened expression on her face and let out a masculine laugh.

  "Yo, I'll go easy on you, shorty. You ain't a virgin are you?" He asked, taking her by the hand. She shook her head.

  "No, but damn! " she exclaimed which caused Macy to laugh harder. He had a pretty smile and his teeth were straight and white as snow.

  Nay-Nay laid down in bed and Macy eased between her thighs. He started to kiss her from her neck then to her stomach until he eventually reached her love button. Macy's mouth was like a vacuum. He sucked her entire Pussy into his mouth causing Nay-Nay to arch her back off the bed.

  "Oh, Fuck!" Nay-Nay yelled.

  The feelings that were going through her body were a feeling she'd never experienced before. She didn't know what Macy was doing to her body but she didn't want him to stop. He sucked her until she came again inside of his mouth.

  Macy reached into the nightstand on the side of the bed and grabbed a condom, once it was on, Macy aimed his tool at her opening and applied pressure. Nay-Nays waterfall came flowing out. She was so turned on by Macy. Not only for his sexy looks but she was fucking a nigga who was feared and well respected on the streets, not to mention rich. It was what she always wanted. It was at that moment that she knew if the Cartel wanted to dead him then they could do it on their own because she no longer belonged to them.

  8

  MACY

  Once Macy and Nay-Nay got back to the states things changed drastically. Macy moved Nay-Nay into his crib out in Middletown, Ohio. When Nay-Nay told the Cartel that Macy was moving her in, the girls saw it as them being one step closer to deading him. Nay-Nay told them that once she saw the opportunity, she would let them know. Regarding her leaving to Jamaica 2 months ago, she had told them that she was at his crib but there was no way to get to him because his house was surrounded with Goons and he had surveillance cameras everywhere. She also told them not to worry because pretty soon she'll figure out a way to get around it. Everyone else bought her story and seemed to be patient except for Mo'esha who saw that Nay-Nay was bullshitting. But because Pepper didn't say anything Mo'esha decided to stay quiet too, for now.

  It had been 2 months since they took their trip to Jamaica. For the rest of the time they were there, Macy took her shopping and they swam with dolphins. Since the sex was good, Macy decided he wanted to wife her and make her his main bitch. He still fucked with Sha'keisha and other bitches on the side but they were only good for sucking his dick. At first, Macy was unsure of moving Nay-Nay into his house but he figured if she was going to be his bitch she needed to be with him. Macy didn't love Nay-Nay or even cared too much about her he just needed a classy wifey to hold him down, cook for him, clean for him, and fuck him. He knew that once he grew tired of Nay-Nay and she became old to him, he would be off to the next one but he was going to fill her head with whatever she wanted to hear to keep her around for as long as he wanted her around.

  Macy and Dame walked into the house and went straight to the lower level to count up the money they had just collected from their workers on their blocks. This was a routine for both men every month. When it was time to pay up, Macy and Dame rolled through all the blocks They controlled. If any of the workers were short with Macy's paper, Late, or just didn't have it at all, Macy made it his business to make an example out of whoever was in charge to make sure all of the money was there. Niggas in the streets feared Macy because not only was he a Dope-Man, people remembered him from back when he worked for AJ on the Hit-squad. Everyone knew Macy was a killer and would dead his own mama if she crossed him. His reputation was everything to him and he refused to be disrespected.
/>
  "Yo. Let's hurry up and count this shit, man. I need to go upstairs and get my dick sucked." Macy said bluntly.

  Dame shook his head. He knew Macy was dead serious though.

  "Nigga, I know you feeling shorty and all, but moving her up in yo' crib? That ain't even yo’ style." Dame stated, taking out stacks of money from the duffle bag.

  Macy nodded his head. He knew Dame was right. Moving a bitch in his crib was never in his plans, but lately he found himself feeling vulnerable and in one of his moods to have a stable bitch around, he told Dame just that.

  "Vulnerable? How the fuck you feel vulnerable when you got bitches left and right?"

  "I'm just in one of my moods nigga!" Macy raised his voice. "You know me, nigga. This shit ain't go last long. When this shit over with shorty can get to stepping. But as long as I'm feeling like having a steady chick around I choose her to be the one." Macy started to count up the stacks of loot in his hands. Dame just shook his head. He knew all too well what Macy was talking about. He'd witnessed first-hand Macy being in one of his vulnerable moods.

  It was with some Hood-rat chick who was only looking for a come-up. When Macy got word that she was after him for his paper, he deaded her. He told her he wanted to go walking down by the Ohio river. When they got there, Macy had stabbed her to death and threw her in the dirty water. They found her a week later floating face-down.

  Dame knew Macy had love for no-one but him.

  "I feel you, Mace. But you sure shorty ain't like that chick you threw in the river? I'll hate to go through that shit again." Dame asked, reminding Macy of that fatal day.

  Macy shrugged his shoulder and kept counting the money.

  "If she know what's good for her she wouldn't be that kind of chick." He simply said.

  After they were done counting the money which came up to 2-million dollars, Macy stashed the money in his safe while Dame said he had a run to make.

  Macy hopped up the stairs two steps at a time. He walked into his bedroom where Nay-Nay was laying on her stomach reading a Jet magazine. Macy quickly pulled down his sweat pants along with his boxers. He climbed in back of her and eased up the short nightgown she wore. With one swift his Penis was inside of her digging deep. Nay-Nay was trying to focus on her jet magazine while Macy was going to work on her but the deep-Strokes and the overwhelming feeling to moan, scream and cry from the pleasures of him being inside of her caused her to drop the magazine and relax, taking all of Macy in. Sounds of Nay-Nay's Wet opening filled the room. Macy loved when it made that Mac n cheese stirring noise.