A CHILD OF A CRACKHEAD Page 7

  While Shelly was sucking on the gun, Black Ice said, “Shelly, I know that Caesar is fucking Lisa. Don’t try to even lie to me.

  What I don’t know is for how long and what is the deal with Caesar and Mark. I want you to tell me everything I need to know. If I feel for one second that you’re lying to me, I’m going to blow off your head. Are we clear?” he said to Shelly.

  Shelly shook her head up and down as tears started rolling down her face. Black Ice smiled and put his hand around her neck and took the gun out of her mouth. Shelly wiped her eyes with the back of her hands.

  “Lisa’s been fucking Caesar for three years now. I come over and watch the kids when she sneaks off with him.”

  “So, what’s the deal with Mark? Why would they take Mark out today and leave Aaron here with you?” Black Ice asked.

  “Because Mark is Caesar’s son, not Ace’s.” she sniffled.

  “What? Ace’s youngest son, Mark, is not his? He’s Caesar’s son?” he asked.

  “Lisa lied to Ace so he would

  continue to take care of her. So, now she gets money from Ace and Caesar.” Shelly answered.

  Black Ice started laughing and took out the glass pipe from his pocket. He stuffed the pipe with crack and passed it to Shelly. She took it and lit it and inhaled.

  Black Ice still pointed the gun at her. “But, I don’t smoke crack.” She said with tears running down her face.

  “You do now. What do you think was in those cigarettes?” Black Ice laughed.

  “Smoke it, bitch!”

  Shelly did what she was ordered to do afraid that he may still pull the trigger of the gun that was pointing at her. They continued to smoke the crack pipe. He led her to Ace and Lisa’s bedroom and he got undressed. “Go ahead, do your thing, Shelly” he said.

  Shelly grabbed his dick and started to suck it. The crack had her so high she almost forgot a few seconds ago Black Ice had a gun in her mouth. She deep throated his dick. “Mmm yeah” Black Ice moaned while grabbing the back of her head and pumping his dick with her mouth with her hair tangled between his fingers. “Suck that dick, bitch.” He pumped even harder and she sucked even harder. Black Ice couldn’t hold it anymore. He released his nut all in her mouth. Shelly just kept sucking and swallowing his cum. Black Ice got weak in the knees. “Damn girl, I forgot how good your head was. Turn around and bend over.”

  Black Ice spit on his dick making it wet and slowly eased it inside her ass. Shelly moaned as he entered her and began to pump hard and fast. The crack had his dick hard as a rock again. Shelly put her face in the pillow and with both of her hands spread her butt cheeks. “Yes Daddy, fuck me.

  Fuck me.” That only turned Black Ice on even more. He pounded harder and harder watched his dick disappear in her ass. “Yes, give me that ass you slut.” He groaned. He grabbed her waist tight and pumped with all the strength he had. He quickly pulled out and grabbed his dick and stroked it to cum all over her ass. Shelly wiggled her butt cheeks like the slut she was. Shelly watched as Black Ice put on his clothes. He wanted to get out of the apartment before Lisa and Caesar returned. He got what he came for.

  He reached into his jeans pocket and threw some money and a few jars of crack with a pipe on the bed for payment to Shelly.

  “Here take that. I know you’re going to need it. You won’t be able to fight the cravings.” He said with an evil laugh and walked out of the bedroom.

  He left the apartment building and hopped into his Ford Taurus. He took off thinking how he was going to use the information that he just learned about.

  Shelly lay on the bed naked. She smelled the stench of sex and ass. Shelly looked at the end of the bed at the money.

  Her eyes moved to the jars of the crack. Her eyes were just stuck there. Her body began to shake and feel weird. It was like the crack was calling her. She tried to look away, but couldn’t. She couldn’t fight the craving. She picked up the pipe and stuffed it with crack and started smoking. She couldn’t believe she was doing this shit she thought to herself. But, she kept smoking and inhaling until she was high again. She felt again her head being lightheaded and the craving died for a while. Ten minutes later, the craving was back and she started smoking again.

  “Aunt Shelly, what are you doing?” a young voice said. Shelly jumped up with shock as she put the crack pipe behind her back and turned to see Aaron standing there.

  She got so high that she forgot that she was still at Ace and Lisa’s apartment to watch Aaron and Mark. “Why don’t you have your clothes on, Aunt Shelly?” he asked.

  Shelly looked down and realized she was still naked.

  “I was just in the shower. Go back in your bedroom and I’ll be there in a minute.”

  She said to him. Aaron did what he was told to do. Shelly got dressed quickly and put the money and the jars of crack in her purse.

  She found some incense and lit them in hopes that would kill the smell of crack smoke and sex before Lisa or Ace got home.

  Even with the shock of Aaron coming into the bedroom, her body quickly went into craving the crack again.

  At ten o’clock in the evening, Ace walked into the apartment hoping to get a warm meal and a good fuck from his wife.

  “Lisa, why didn’t you cook?” he asked as he headed to the bedroom. He opened the door to see Lisa wasn’t there. He walked to the kid’s bedroom and looked at his sons that were asleep. “Damn, where is this woman?”

  he said aloud. He heard a noise in the hallway bathroom. He went to the door and pushed it open. “Lisa, why didn’t’ you cook?” he started to ask. But before he got all the words out he stopped short as he watched Shelly inhaling smoke from a glass pipe. “Bitch, what the fuck are you doing?”

  he yelled.

  Shelly tried to hurry and hide the pipe. “Yo, Shelly I know you’re not smoking that shit now. And I damn sure know you’re not smoking around my kids.”

  “No, and you mean kid!” Shelly

  snapped back at Ace while slipping with the words that just came out of her mouth.

  “What you mean by saying just kid?

  Both of those boys are mine in that room.”

  Shelly realized what she said and went on to fix it. “Oh I’m just a little high.

  I’ve been smoking weed.”

  “That doesn’t look like any weed to me and pretty sure I know what it is.”

  “Listen, I don’t have time for this shit.” Shelly said while grabbing her purse and walked out of the bathroom. She walked down the hall to leave the apartment.

  “Since you’re here now, you can watch your kids. I’m tired of waiting for Lisa’s ass.”

  “Yo, hold up. Where is Lisa? And how long has she been gone?” Ace asked with anger in his voice. He was mad that Lisa didn’t tell him that she was going out today.

  “Listen, all I know is she went out and paid me to watch the kids. As a matter of fact, she still owes me some money.” Shelly said lying through her teeth. Lisa paid her earlier in the day. “So, are you going to pay me?” she asked while her hands went to her hips and her neck was rolling back and forth.

  Ace dug into his jean pockets and handed her two hundred dollars.

  “Thank you, and tell Lisa to call me.”

  Shelly said as she made her way out the door and left. With a purse full of money, she wanted only to do one thing with it.

  Stop the craving.

  An hour later around eleven o’clock, Lisa walked into the apartment hoping Ace hadn’t made it home yet. “Shelly, I’m back.”

  “Yeah, back from where?” Ace

  questioned her walking out to confront Lisa.

  Lisa thought to herself, damn this nigga is home and made her way to the bedroom.

  “So, where the fuck were you Lisa?

  And why didn’t you tell me you were going out today? You know I hate when you do that shit and you keep doing it.”

  “I was out with my girl Brooke just chilling.”

  “This fucking late and y
ou were just chilling?” Ace asked getting all up in her face.

  Lisa had to think fast before this nigga flips out on her. She knew she had fucked up. She planned on being home sooner, but after Caesar and her got done fucking they were trying to leave in a hurry. However, they couldn’t go anywhere realizing the tires were slashed on Caesar’s back car. They had to call a tow truck and waited on a cab to take her home. “Baby, I was stressed out.

  You know we need more money. And I want a bigger place for us and the kids. So forgive me, but sometimes I need to get up out of this house for a minute.”

  Ace felt guilty because he wanted to give Lisa the world and didn’t have the money he needed to give her the dream house she wanted and more. Lisa saw Ace softening up. She knew the game she was playing on him was working and just needed to seal the deal. She began to remove her clothes and started rubbing on her tits. She started moaning and with a seductive voice said, “When was the last time you ate my pussy baby?” She lay down on the bed with her naked body and spread her legs wide open. Ace looked at Lisa’s beautiful body and couldn’t control himself. He came to her on the bed and slowly kissed her between her thick thighs. Lisa let out a soft moan as Ace made his way to her clit. Ace licked up and down teasing her body and felt Lisa quiver from the pleasure he was giving her. He slowly placed his lips around her clit and sucked on it. “Oh baby! Yes baby yes!” Damn this nigga could eat some pussy Lisa thought as she fell into ecstasy. Ace took her legs and pushed them up in the air so he could really eat her pussy out. He licked up and down around her clit and pussy. While using his tongue on her pussy, he took his fingers and spread her pussy lips apart so he could put his tongue deep inside her. Lisa moaned thinking of what she was just doing a few hours ago with Caesar. She still had Caesar’s cum inside her dripping out of her pussy. And here she was with her man and he’s eating her pussy and that nigga’s cum. Damn she thought she was trifling letting this happen, but fuck it this shit was feeling so damn good. She grabbed the back of Ace’s head forcing his tongue deeper inside her and had enjoyed every minute of it.

  Chapter 16

  Michael went to his mother’s room and heard on the other side of the door her coughing. He knew she was alone because his father just came home to grab something and left again. Michael placed his little hand on the door knob and twisted. He pushed the door open. As soon as he opened the door, he was rushed by a cloud of thick, white smoke. He grabbed his head from the dizziness he was feeling from inhaling all the smoke. He coughed and said, “Mommy, mommy is you okay?” He walked towards his mother waving his hand to fan the some away from his face. He reached the bed where his mother was sitting and sucking on a glass pile.

  Rachel didn’t even notice her son standing close by. She was too busy smoking. Rachel thought she was tripping when she thought she heard a tiny voice call her mommy. She had been hearing voices and reliving the rape she went through.

  Michael slowly touched his mother on her arm. “No Brian. Don’t touch me! No!”

  Rachel used full force and kicked at Michael in the stomach sending him flying back onto the floor. “Aw, mommy it’s me.” He hollered in pain as tears ran down his face and held his stomach. Rachel snapped out of her daze when she heard her son crying.

  She put down the crack pipe and jumped out of bed and rushed to his side. “Baby, I’m sorry.” She said to Michael to console him.

  “Mommy, I just wanted to make sure you were okay.” Michael said crying.

  “I’m so sorry baby. Come with me.

  There’s some food in the refrigerator that I’ll heat up for you.” Rachel said knowing that her son was hungry.

  They walked into the kitchen and Michael sat down at the kitchen table. While his mother heated up his food on the stove.

  Rachel placed the food in front of him. She watched him eat. She felt so guilty. How did she let things get so bad? That she couldn’t even feed her own son and she couldn’t remember the last time she saw him in some new clothes. Rachel thought that she just hurt her son by kicking him in the stomach not even realizing he was in the room and hallucinating that it was her Uncle Brian trying to rape her again. And she can’t stop the cravings of smoking crack. It calls her to get high and she can’t fight it.

  Tears started rolling down her face and Michael looked up from his plate to see that she was crying. “Don’t cry mommy.

  Everything will be okay.” Michael said.

  Rachel knew she couldn’t keep her son around this anymore. She ran back into his bedroom and packed a big bag full his clothes. She went back into the kitchen and grabbed Michael’s hands. “Come on.” She said.

  “Where are we going mommy?”

  “Baby, don’t worry, just come on.”

  Rachel and Michael walked out of the apartment. They walked four blocks down and made a left. Michael was surprised. He couldn’t remember the last time he came outside of the apartment, let alone with his mother. His father didn’t allow them to leave the apartment. And Michael wasn’t even allowed to go to school. He learned how to read and write from his mother.

  Rachel pushed the doors open and entered the Broadway Junction Train Station. Rachel put her hands inside her jeans pocket and realized she didn’t bring any money to buy a train ticket. So, she jumped over the turnstile and Michael crawled under it. They began to walk, but out of nowhere a tall white police officer in a blue uniform stepped out in front of Rachel and Michael. “And where do you think you’re going Miss?” he asked. Rachel stopped dead in her tracks. “Turn around and put your hands behind your back.” The police officer ordered.

  “What for?” Rachel asked.

  “For not paying your fare and if you don’t have the money to I’m going to take you to jail.” He knew by the look on her face she was a crack head and didn’t have the money to pay for her fare. So he would be taking her in. Rachel started to cry and said, “Listen, please don’t take me to jail.

  I’m just trying to get my son to my grandmother’s house for some food and clean clothes.” The officer looked down at Michael for the first time and felt bad for the boy. He didn’t know how these people could fuck up their lives by smoking crack.

  The kids are the ones that end up paying for their actions, the police officer thought to his self.

  Michael saw his mother crying.

  “Don’t take my mommy to jail. Take my daddy. He’s the one that did this to her.”

  Michael said while starting to cry for his mother. Rachel saw the officer’s eyes never leave Michael as if he was in deep thought.

  She reacted to his stare quickly. “Look you see what he has on?” Michael had on some old filthy jeans and a white t-shirt that he has been wearing for the last two weeks.

  Rachel turned her son around so his back was facing the officer. She pulled up his X-men briefs underwear and said, “You see?

  You see?” Rachel pointed the office to look down at Michael’s underwear to see shit stain’s spread all across the back of the boy’s underwear. “And you want to take me to jail. I just want to help my baby.”

  The officer was feeling bad for Michael, but now his heart really went out to him. “Okay Miss. You can go. Just please take care of your son or just take him to your grandmother’s house so he can get the help he needs.”

  “Thank you,” Rachel said. She took Michael by the hand and started walking to the train. The officer watched as they disappeared. He felt so bad for the little boy. Rachel and Michael rode on the J-Train and switched over to the 3-Train.

  When the train stopped at Saratoga Avenue, they got off and walked five blocks down and stopped in front of an old beat up house.

  They walked up to the door and

  knocked. After a few minutes, a small boy opened the door. He looked to be about the same age as Michael. “Hi, move Pooky.”

  Rachel said and made her way into the house with Michael following closely behind her. Rachel walked through the house and saw kids of all ages as she made her way to
the big bedroom. She opened the door to the bedroom and looked at the old lady sitting in a chair watching Wheel of Fortune on the TV. “Momma” Rachel said.

  Momma looked at Rachel and then at Michael and said, “So, child you finally came back. They always come back.”

  Momma sarcastically said.

  It’s been years since Rachel stepped foot in this house after Brian raped her and Black Ice killed him. She never returned after that. She kept in contact with her cousin Janet and that’s how she knew who lived in Momma’s house. However, she hasn’t talked to Janet since she started smoking crack and lost contact. “Momma, where is Janet? I want to leave Michael with her.” Michael looked up at his mother.

  She never left him with anyone before. She left him in the house by himself while she ran the streets at night to buy new crack pipes, but never just left him like she was going to.

  “Child, Janet moved a while ago, but here.” Momma said as she opened her purse and took out a piece of paper. “This is her number. She told me to give it to you, if you ever stopped by. She knew I wasn’t going to call you. You look just like your mother did when she dropped you off here with me.”

  Momma said and laughed. “So, what do you want?” Momma asked already knowing the answer.

  “Momma, I need to leave Michael with you for a while. I can’t take care of him right now.” Rachel said.

  “It’s fine with me. It’s just more money in my pocket book when I file for him for food stamps.” Momma said in her proud voice.

  “No mommy. I don’t want to stay here. I don’t know them.” Michael said and busted out in tears. “I love you mommy. I won’t come in your room anymore when you are smoking. I promise. Please mommy.” Michael pleaded as he used his little hands to wipe the tears away.

  “Listen baby. It will only be for a little while. I’ll be right back to get you.”

  Rachel said.

  “But mommy” Michael pleaded.