Page 12 of Dionysus
Next thing I knew, the barrel met my face, plowing down on the side of my temple.
Lights out.
Her sweet lips touched mine and a nigga melted. Her tongue entered my mouth and for every lap it went around my tongue a nigga was falling deeper in love. My hand landed on her face, bringing her closer. Samara’s sweet moans did something to a nigga.
When she pulled away from me, her lips curled up with seduction in her eyes. She wanted me just as much as I wanted her. My hand slid down the side of her body as my fingertips touched every spot her vitiligo had to offer. Once I reached her thighs, my hand wrapped around, and my finger snuck between her legs and tickled her pearl.
Samara’s moans were like her paintings; beautiful. As I caressed her pussy with my finger, I watched her face as she enjoyed. I watched her body flow up and down as she fucked on my hand. Her love juices flowed like a stream as I penetrated her more. Her mouth opened and moved, but I couldn’t hear her.
Suddenly, the image of Samara disappeared and was replaced with Bianca. I quickly moved my hand.
“The fuck! You betrayed me.” I snapped. “You got me in this situation, bitch!”
Bianca began giggling but it wasn’t a usual giggle it sounded demonic and fucked up. She knew she was the reason for this, and I didn’t know where she was, but I hoped she suffered just as much as I did.
“Bitch! Bitch! Bitch!”
Beep! Beep! Beep!
The fast beeping of the machine made me open my eyes to the darkness.Fuck!I was still in this realm. The sound of singing caught my attention.Diamond?Here this nigga goes. I couldn’t believe they left him here with me. Now, I was stuck listening to Diamond Isley.
“Every step I take. Oh yeah. Every move I make,” he paused, sounding like he was crying at the same time. “Every single day, every time I fucking pray.
I'll be missing you, oo yeah, yeah, yeah!”
This nigga was singing like I had already gone to glory. He sang for the next two minutes until he finally stopped.Thank you!I knew Diamond had always tried to keep the humor in things, but this shit was a serious matter. I wanted to know what Zeus was out there doing. Had he caught Boogie yet? I needed answers and none of these niggas were giving them to me yet, kept telling me how much of a horrible person I was.
“Dio! Can you hear me?” I heard him ask.
Knowing Diamond, he was standing at the foot of the bed looking stressed the fuck out. It had always been the little things that bothered Diamond. Although he played around, he had a soft side that the women loved.
I could hear him clap his hands. “Dio, nigga the day you walked into the Orange Village with your face fucked up, I knew then you got into some shit yo ass couldn’t cash.”
Nigga they beat my ass!I knew that day, when they saw me, the Zoo would look out for me. I mean, I could have ended Lucas, but in that moment, I didn’t want to be the bad guy, no matter how hard I acted. I needed them, and in my mind, it was my way of telling them I needed help.Was I wrong for that?
“I don’t know what you got yourself into little nigga, but something is telling me there is a lot to this story. I need you to wake up. I need you to be ok, so we’re ok. Man shit!” he yelled. “I know you can’t hear me, but a part of me hopes you can. Dio, I love you and want you to know Big Bro Diamond got your back. I need you to snap back and come to us if you need help. Maybe you need to join Preach’s church, get saved, I don’t know. If you’re in there somewhere, pray that God forgives you and beg for a second chance.”
Diamond telling me how he felt started to get to me. He made everything sound so simple, like coming to the Zoo with my million problems would resolve the situation. Maybe he was right. I know he thought I couldn’t hear him, but I could. Little did he know, I prayed more than ever every time the darkness got deeper. Unfortunately, I don’t think God was willing to give me a second chance.
SAMARA
I finally arrived on the other side of town. This side of Toussaint differed from where Chevy and Zaria resided, but it was more like what I was used to back home. Keith had given me an address where I could meet him. When I put it in my GPS, it took me to a neighborhood that blew my mind, and I almost thought I was still in Lake Hill.
My eyes darted from the GPS to the addresses on the street. When the GPS said I had arrived, my jaw dropped. This house was just as big and nice as Chevy’s. I drove up the driveway and parked. I texted him to let him know I was outside, thinking he was coming out. Instead, the text merely said.Come In.
I sat in the car for a second before I got out and went to the door. I had tried to knock, but the door swung open so fast it scared me. I was met with a fine ass man whose face screamed annoyed. “Who are you?”
“Just a girl,” I responded.
“No, shit. Why are you here?”
“Keith, obviously you didn’t call me over, did you?”
I could hear him grumbling under his breath. He stepped back to let me inside. A pretty little Frenchie came running up to me as soon as I came in. “Ah, so pretty. Are you a girl or a boy? Huh?” I cooed to the dog.
“Not on my watch. Come on, daddy’s sweet little girl,” he said as he picked her up and moved her away from me.
My eyes landed on Keith coming down the steps. “Bishop, I thought you were gone.”
