#yeap got the voicemail today

[fans-of-the-damned]

It's more painful trying to get my dental claim approved by the insurance then it was getting 6 teeth taken out.....

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[blackrosesfanfic]

Chapter 174

Sevyn

"I'm going to New York to party with white boys." Chris says in my face.

I grab his cheeks pinching them. "You are a white boy."

He sticks his tongue out. "I fuck like one."

"There's only one place for your tongue and it's nowhere near my face."

"Here?" He says putting his hands on my nipple.

I let his face go. "I don't know. See."

"No." he says standing up. "I'm going to New York to party with white boys. Right now."

"What about your show in the morning in Houston?"

He shrugs. "I'll leave my white boy party in time."

"I'm going to Miami to roast in the sun."

"Miami? What's in Miami? Not no fucking Spider."

I narrow my eyes at him. "What's this relationship that you created in your head between me and Spider? Who I only worked with one time."

"I might go to Miami." he says.

"No. I am going to Miami in the morning when you are headed to your show."

He seems like he gets pissed. "Don't fucking do shit like that. When I leave. So you want to make sure I don't fucking go?"

"Christopher Maurice." I say turn over on my side. "I don't have time for your ranting."

"Whatever."

I roll my eyes. He so insecure. "It's a family trip, Christopher."

"That I'm not invited to."

"You really aren't but since it's just me and Tim you are more than welcome."

Chris folds his arms. "Your dad birthday thing?"

"Yeap. But do come. After your show. Fly right on out to Miami."

"I'm good." he says lying on the bed.

"Why are we in this ugly room?"

"Gave my bed to Mama Rose. You got a problem with that?"

I look at his face. "I have a fucking problem with your fucking mood swings. I mean damn, weren't you upset?"

"I need someone to tell me what to do about this baby."

"Joyce told you she had it under control. Why do you still need something?"

He blows. "I'm tired of Joyce always handling shit. I'm grown. I can handle shit myself."

I laugh. "Since when? You just said..."

"Aaahhh." he says covering my mouth. "You fake, Amber."

"I'm real, my nigga. From forehead to toe."

He laughs. "Yeah cause this shit ain't real."

"Get out of my hair and go hang with your white boys. I will be fine at the Happy Home til then morning."

"I'm staying here." He says undressing.

I turn over on my side and start snoring. He puts his warm body on me. We call their house the Happy Home because when we are here there are never problems. It's always a place to relax and wine down the craziest of everything outside the house. The door is always open. It a vacation spot around beautiful people. Plus Cammie and Trey are perfect and inspirational. Black Love.

"Lane was running around the house earlier naked."

"When?" I laugh.

"You were gone. This morning."

I laugh. "He is a mess. He told me that I need to go to my house. Not his house but my own house. His reason was because I turned the TV while he was gone out of our room."

"He calls me a bitch every time he gets in trouble."

"Cammie will pinch his ass whenever he curse no matter who he talking to. She said it's gone too far."

Chris starts kissing my breasts. "I kinda hope the kid is mine but I wish it was different."

"I saw her."

"What?" he says sitting up.

I smirk. "You pissed me off so I didn't tell you. She was with her grandma. Looking just like you. You knew there was a possibility a big one that she was yours. She is yours if you need to hear it."

"When the hell were you mad at me?"

"Bruh, we didn't talk for days. Do you not remember this?"

He sighs. "Doing the tour."

"Okay, thank you."

"You welcome." he sits up smiling. "She looks like me?"

I roll my eyes. "Exactly why I didn't say nothing before."

"Joyce said everything will be known by tomorrow. She won't tell me what it means."

"You should be mad I kept it from you."

He shrugs. "Not at the Happy Home. It's all love here."

I laugh. "You fake."

"I've been trying to make a fucking baby with any and everybody but her. Crazy bitch don't desire the baby."

"Oh yeah let's talk about your exes and all the unprotected sex you had with them. Eww."

"Oh shut up. You nasty."

I put my feet on his chest. "I'm a lady."

He lifts my legs higher. "Ladies don't fuck people like me."

"Actually, good girl, bad boy. Ladies do fuck boys like you. It's a common problem."

"It's the dick." he says putting my ankles on his shoulder.

I laugh. "Yeah, that would be why you can't keep them. That's not enough at the end of the day. Dick is out there."

"Who the hell I was with that was a good girl? Trying to come for me. Shut your fucking crusty lips and focus on opening these lips." he says rubbing his head on my pussy.

"Completely silent, Master?"

He ignores me. I start to laugh but he enters me pushing deep. I smile at him. I play too much so I'm going to try my best not to make a sound. Good dick might make that hard. I shallow the stop the moan. Shit. Chris looks from watching himself perform. He looked confused but he doesn't stop. He pushes all the way inside of me pressing his body against my legs. Oh shit. I take a deep breath. He opens my legs enough for his body to come through. I hold back my smile once he is in my face.

"I know what you like." he says.

"Okay, Chris." I make it short.

He starts to say something but doesn't say shit. He starts grinding into me. I close my eyes. I smile at him then open my eyes. He sits up. I ain't fighting it anymore. He pushes against my legs then starts thrusting faster. I let whatever come out of my mouth that wanted to. I try to move his hands. He was about to fuck it all up with a cramp in my leg. He lifts my hips bringing them to him more. Fuck.

  MiMi

JJ picks up the diaper putting it behind his baby. "Where the diaper?"

I gasp. "Oh no. What did I do with it?"

"Mookie, listen to this." Dee says taking the diaper from JJ.

"Aye!" JJ says.

"Go eat your food."

JJ runs out of the room really fast. Well damn is he that hungry? Dee slides Minnie over to him then grab the wet wipes. I wasn't going to change words about him changing that green bean diaper. I gave her food for the first time. Baby food. JJ has fed her something before.

"You mighty happy. Changing diapers and shit."

"What the hell?" Dee says. "Why is it green?"

"I told you I gave her peas."

He makes a face close to her face. "If I ever have problems with you I'm reminding you of this moment."

"Look at how she is looking at you."

"Take my serious." he says touching her nose with his. She laughs at him. "I found the perfect place for the wedding."

"You wanted me to listen to that?"

He reaches in his pocket taking out his cellphone. "No, I want you to listen to this voicemail. I accept you getting mad but remember that it's not real. You don't even have to remember that. I'll tell you again."

"I don't like it. Don't let me hear it."

"Then you gonna say I was hiding shit." he says playing the message.

It's a girl's voice. "Hey, Bae. Just calling to see how you doing. I sure did miss having you in my arms. Now that you are gone again I seem lost without you. Yes, I understand you finally settling down. I just want to know if you think about us. What we would have had if she hadn't gotten pregnant. Do you still think about me? Anyway, I'm babbling. Hit me up if you want to do us just one last time before you become that family man she pushing you so hard to be. Love always, your Little Tot."

"I didn't even want to hear that shit."

"Who said I wanted to hear it?"

I roll my eyes. "Wont you give her whatever the fuck it is she wants."

He stands Minnie up then smiles at her. "Give her our kids and your identity?"

"What? You can't give away... Shut up."

"Moo, she wants to be you. She wants what we have. I told you how bad she wanted my baby."

I roll my eyes. "That's the fucking thing. Oh my gosh. Why we even talking about the bitch you cheated on me with?"

"We weren't officially back together."

"Oh please."

He lies Minnie down in front of me then stands up straight. "Alright moving on. I haven't talked to this girl since. Damn, Mook, I thought you would ask how she got my new number. You not even mad like I thought."

"I'm moving forward to be a better us. Keep up with the Jones. People tell me how much my relationship is but I don't agree cause we had problems. I'm moving forward. Are you?"

"A job where the cops can't come lock me up at any moment and food on my table. I'm moving forward."

"Minnie?" I say rubbing her stomach. "Are you moving forward?"

Dee chuckles. "I'm even moving forward from my idea that I'm less than a man for not having millions like my friends. I need new friends."

I laugh. "Hang with your old broke friends."

"In Charleston? Mookie how you expect me to do that? Plus they talking shit about me being a monkey on the fence. Halfway between the white man's world and the hood."

"Damn, they not giving you any in between? It's sellout or selling foodstamps?"

He laughs. "They don't know that every where I am is because of you. Fuck a white man. I'm living to make you happy."

"Awh, ain't you sweet."

JJ comes in the room. "When we going to Lane house?"

I smile. "We aren't going today."

"Not ever?"

"Not today. Where did you get that from?" I ask staring at him.

Dee looks at him. "Go play with your toys. Do you not have fun toys?"

"I don't have Lane."

"Lane is not a toy. Did you eat your food?"

He nods his head. "All my hot dog."

"Go play."

"He gets little statments from nowhere. That boy has too many toys."

I few seconds later you could hear him making a lot of noise. Same thing he does with Lane he does here alone. Bad ass thinks that he has to play with only Lane. Surprised he didnt ask to go see Joyce. He loves that line when he is in trouble.

"Minnie." Dee says picking her up. "It's kinda boring here."

"It's home. Make it not boring. What is wrong with y'all?"

He puts Minnie down. "I do have a new Xbox. Let me see if Trey wants to get online."

"You could have stayed at his house for that." I roll my eyes.

"Not to play online."

"If you bored, get your daughter. I'm mad she doesn't sleep all day anymore. I want to sleep all day still."

He takes her. "At this age they are perfect video game buddies. They don't want to do nothing but stare at the TV. I got you Minnie."

"I got to use the bathroom, Mommy." JJ yells holding himself.

"Go pee!"

"It stuck." JJ whines.

I pull myself off the bed quickly against my will. JJ starts crying as I take his pants loose. I pick him up and take him to the bathroom. I don't think kids are truly accident free until 7 or 8. JJ definitely has lots of issues. I stand him up in the tub then sit his potty in the tub. He attempts to pee in the potty but it goes over the tub. He was still upset about the whole thing. I undress him then wash him off. He leaves crying to Dee.

"Boy, hush. Go get some clothes."

"Pajamas?"

"Yeah, go."

I clean the tub then go into the room. Dee is on the phone laughing really hard. Why does he feel the need to video chat with Trey? Trey is hard down telling him a story. Dee laughs extra loud. He fake. I lay down on the bed watching him. He tells Trey about the ex girlfriend.

"Oh you ain't even famous." Trdy laughs. "Imagine shit coming from different angles. Exes, one night stands, the bitch that gave you a pen, the girl that touched your hand without permission, hell the fan you never met... One ex. Great."

"Well, damn. It is just one."

Trey laughs. "But the bitch can do damage. I'm writing my own advise novel. Eliminate them all. One bitch can take away years from a life you love. One bitch can get in your head when you slipping. One wrong move. Bam. Some other nigga playing house with your happy family you worked hard to make."

"You reading this?" Dee laughs.

"I tell myself that every time I walk away from my family into temptation. One bitch out there waiting. Shit thousands. You got one. I'm surprised a few of my exes are still silent. So how this girl got your number? Nope hold up. Put your headphones on. Beckham you in my fucking lounge again?" the phone hangs up.

Dee laughs out loud again. "We need another player. Huh? Oh nah. I sure didn't. No lie. Aye, my number not hard to get. Especially when these iPhones fucking sends shit to old contacts that it wants to get out the fucking cloud. That has happened."

"Oh my goodness!" I yell kicking the bed. "Shut up. Play your game and stop chatting. Why you even start the game in here?"

"I wanted to be close to you."

"Devin don't make me throw something at the back of your head."

"Don't hit my daughter."

I turn over on my side. "Shut up and we won't have problems."

"Yeah, I'm on restriction. It's limited to game talk." he says then laugh. "I'm sorry, Bae. I'm done."

"I put my clothes on." JJ says walking into the room.

Dee laughs. "Homie, you going some place special? You look sharp. Hold on."

"I go to Lane house?"

"Little homie, go play. Good job putting your clothes on."

Dee takes a picture. JJ had on a fitted top and black dress pants. He really did put them on well. I chuckle then close my eyes. I know this nap is not going to happen. No sooner than the thought leaves my mind. JJ starts crying.

"Don't climb on her fucking head!"

"I want to play." JJ cries.

Dee stands him up on the floor. "Don't play with me boy."

"No fair."

"Go play your game."

"Not the baby game."

Dee ignores him. I sigh and turn over to watch them. JJ is going to continue until he gets popped. Dee continues to laugh extra loud. He should have stayed on the phone so I could hear his conversation. Trey may have done it on purpose.

[thedemonconstantine]

adventurepunks​:

“I’d rather get a cab.”

She felt so embarrassed but even now she felt more sorry for Rey-Rey, Jack was already in a terrible mood, who knew how he’d react returning to the house now they were interrupted.

“It’s fine, I just wanna go home. Thanks for dinner, I really enjoyed it. Call me and we’ll plan the holiday” she even got on her tiptoes to kiss his cheek specifically mentioning the holiday hoping that if she under reacted and their plans remained the same that he might just go easy on their mutual friend.

Fully dressed even if her hair was a little damp, she’d be fine now.

“I’ll see you-” she would walk off just until her ride hailing app got the GPS down, perhaps signal was bad near the building or something…and then back to her hotel room to think about everything.

About Jack, the holiday, about once more forgiving a charming blonde into her life.

Rose’s phone still went to voicemail. Rose had been gone for weeks…nearly two months now and this she decided was too long.

“Hey Jace-” why of all people her mind turned to Jason? She knew he was fragile but when it came to the Occults, she decided everyone ought to pull together. “Uh, I still have not heard from Rose, I wondered if you did? Or Richard- I know it’s not the first time they vanished but I can’t summon the House- my fire messages are not going through- I’m getting really worried.”

Focus on Rose, don’t think about what just happened.

“It’s never happened before, I worry that…someone else has the House and we both know that there can only be one Master” The Occults had taken long absences before but always left someone to at least check on their house, someone was always around to make sure to handle their affairs before leaving, in case some unfortunate soul went looking for aid and found the door closed.

It was evening two days later when Zatanna knocked on Jack’s door.

“I’m worried about my Mom” she had been crying. “I.. didn’t know where else to go, no one has seen or heard from her in two months…I don’t know why I came here- I guess no matter how much of an ass you are, my mind just thought of you.I know we aren’t exactly …whatever. Things were left unsaid but I’m really worried-” Her breath shuddered as she tried to force herself to breathe.

“There…there’s someone following me at my house. My alarms were tripped, I can sense someone following me. Will you come stay with me please? I don’t want to be alone” she pleaded throwing herself into his arms for comfort.

Zatanna’s phone call interrupted Jason during a particularly precarious refurbishment of an antique mantle-clock, the sound jolting him from his desk and a tiny cog rolled from the tweezers to the carpet. Jason took a moment to sigh before he picked up the phone.

“Hello Zatanna, good evening and how do you-“ Before he could finish his greeting, she interrupted with worry thick in her voice.

“Oh, is that so? What day is it today- What year- Right, yes of course, let’s take a look at my calendar for a moment, just a moment please…

Ah, right. I’ve had an appointment with Rose two months ago…oh wait this was last year, I’m so sorry, please hold on…right, tea, tea, tea-

Here we are! Ahh yes I’ve written to her last week. She takes a fortnight or so with letter correspondence, why you know how busy she gets, though I wouldn’t fret much, perhaps give it another month?”

By then Jason would have long forgotten about the issue again.

“Well, you let me know if you hear from her, or if you need any help.”

And that was that.

Jack answered the door on a balmy night, partially distracted by a thick script he had in his hands.

He wordlessly opened the door wide enough to let Zee in and then let her close it on her own…or at least he would have if he didn’t hear the strain in her voice. Jack closed the new scripts and looked at her, then drew her into his arms for a hug.

“Yeah, yeap, yeah. Aahm just gonna go throw some things into a bag now and we can go.

Whud’s up with your Mama?”

Jack heard many good things about Rose but he has yet to meet her, which was a good thing since mothers usually hated men like him…unless of course they were the kind of mothers that didn’t mind jumping into bed with him for a tumble or two.

“Whelp, we can go find her now if you laike. Aah’ll clear up mah schedule.”