Sheisty by T.N. Baker

I'll be there."
    "Cool," he said ending the conversation without an "I miss you," "love you," or even "I can't wait to see you." Boy I tell you, unnecessary drama, it was a bad move on my part telling K.C.
    about my business dealings with C-god. His only concerns were commissary money, visits and his plans to move in on that nigga C. Is that all I am to him... the missing fucking link to help him get payback? I've been loyal and he knows that. How can he call me and say some bullshit about trust and in the same breath ask me, someone he don't trust, to help him commit murder?
    The phone rang again. I answered it screaming, "Yes, operator I'll except the charges." Thinking it was K.C. again, I was ready to give him a piece of my mind.
    "Damn baby, who made you so mad this early in the morning and got the nerve to be calling you collect."
    "Who's this?"
    "Oh, so now you don't know who this is, what you got some other chick calling you baby now?"
    "Chasity, what do you want," I said, sounding annoyed.
    "I want you," she said.
    "Look ain't nothing happening, I told you the last time I saw you that it ain't going down like that no more. I ain't feeling it, besides I got a man now. So don't call my numbers no more." Click . I hung up and unplugged the phone.
    My migraine had just gotten worse.

KEISHA
    As soon as I got home, I ran straight to the bathroom to run me some water for a nice hot bath. Besides me needing one, that's the only thing I could think of that would sooth the soreness my coochie was feeling. Tucker and the baby were still asleep and I didn't want to wake them, at least not until I got cleaned up.
    After my bath, I grabbed my towel and began drying myself off.
    Then I remembered the gift that Shana brought over and decided to open it. I wrapped the towel around my body still dripping a little, snuck into the bedroom and removed the pretty wrapped box from my night table. Once I tippy-toed back into the bathroom, I closed the door and tried tearing the sturdy wrapping paper open as neatly as possible, but at the same time I was anxious to see what was inside the box. It was a beautiful sheer white negligee with embroidered satin roses on it. I slipped it on and complimented my body's curves so nicely. I admired myself in the full-length mirror behind the bathroom door and got excited from the thought of Tucker getting excited once he saw me in it. I exotically started to twist my hips to the sound of ' Drop it like it's hot ' as it played in my head and couldn't believe what I saw on my left booty cheek... a big purple pas-sion mark. I freaked out. How am I going to explain this and how I'm I going to hide it? I looked in the medicine cabinet in search of all the high school remedies I could remember for removing a hickey. The comb didn't work, toothpaste and neither did the frozen spoon. Knock, knock . Tucker knocked on the door and my nerves started to go crazy. I threw on my sweat-pants quickly and opened the locked door.
    "Hey Keish," he said planting his juicy lips on mine, why you got the door locked?" I stalled a little before I answered trying to think of a reason why I would lock the door when I usually don't. With my heartbeat racing I told him the truth.
    "I was trying on a little surprise from Shana, that I plan to wear for you on our wedding night. If you don't mind." Damn, that was close . I thought until Tucker took my hand and placed it on his morning hardness.
    "You feel big poppa ? I woke up hard as hell thinking about that pussy."
    "Tucker you always wake up hard, just go to the bathroom, I gotta go check on the baby anyway."
    "Come on Keish the baby's alright, I'm horny as hell, let me get a lil' bit. Just lean over the sink and let me hit it from the back."
    "No, T... what part of no don't you understand?" I snapped at him, but really I was angry with myself for having to tell him no.
    "Oh we about to get married and it's like that. You holding out on the goodies already, yo what the fuck is up