Love Was the Case That They Gave Me 3: Case Closed Read online

  Jayceon had been heavy on my mind. I heard that he had been put in solitary confinement for beating up a damn officer. I could only imagine what he must be going through. If there is something I know about Jayceon “Blockka” Bennett, it’s that he will kill a brick and a building for me. So I knew that he was going crazy when he heard about me being locked up.

  As for me, I’m trying my best to hold it together despite being charged with some shit I had nothing to do with. I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. For this bitch Fatima to say that I was a member of the Ski Mask Mafia had me all fucked up in the head. The bitch had the Government in her pocket, and from the looks of it the bitch was winning.

  About twice a week I’ve been getting visited by the States Attorney trying to get me to turn State’s evidence against Jayceon, Tech, Rashad, and Dominic. If I testify against them, I will be granted immunity and all charges will be dropped. Even if I was a part of the Ski Mask Mafia, I would never ever testify against the love of my life. Tech, Rashad, and Dominic are like my brothers, and I would never do that to them either. I might not be from the streets and be all with that Code of Silence shit, but at the same time I’m not nor will I ever be a rat ass bitch. I’ll do this time like a boss bitch for my nigga, because I know that he would most definitely do it for me.

  I could have easily said that I had no idea what they were talking about, and that I had nothing to do with the robbery or the murder of the jewelry storeowner. Instead I chose to remain silent. I refused to even speak on the matter. I knew that regardless of whatever I said, they were still trying to take the love of my life away.

  I know that a lot of you don’t understand how and why I could be so loyal to a man like Jayceon. It’s not for you to understand, though. Jayceon loves me in ways that only me and him understand. I know that I should be doing whatever I can to get home to my babies, but I just can’t bring myself to say anything. I have to hold my nigga down no matter what. My kids are well taken care of with their grandparents.

  Since I had been in lock up, I had been staying to myself. I was glad that I didn’t have a cellmate. I hoped and prayed that they left it that way. I was trying my best to adapt to what was going to be my home for a while. Who the fuck am I kidding? I could never get used to living in a place like this. I’m a long ass way from my mansion, and all of the amenities that I am accustomed to having. It’s crazy how you can go from living in the lap of luxury to a small ass jail cell. There was no amount of preparation that would get me ready for the time that I was facing in prison.

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  “So you’re a part of the Ski Mask Mafia, huh?” I was in the shower, and the girl that was standing next to me showering asked. I had been avoiding her all morning, because she was constantly staring at me. I hoped and prayed this bitch wasn’t on that dyke shit, because I will be in this bitch charged with another murder. I’m not letting none of these bitches take my womanhood. I can’t go out like that.

  “No. You have me mixed up with somebody else.” I grabbed my dry towel and started to dry off.

  “It’s funny you say I got you mixed up with somebody else when my cousin Fatima sent me a picture of your ass. That picture didn’t do your pretty ass no justice.” She said, and at the same time she grabbed a handful of my pussy.

  Without hesitation I drew back and knocked the fuck out of her, and we began to fight. I was getting the best of her until I was hit in the back of my head from behind. I went down like a ton of bricks, and that’s when I saw about five other girls standing over me. Before I could try and get away, they started beating me with soap in a sock. I was trying my best to get up and attempt to fight back, but I was no match for these bitches. It seemed like the beating went on forever. I couldn’t believe no one heard what the hell was going on. I was damn near unconscious, but the bitch that had grabbed my pussy kicked me hard as hell in my ribs.

  “That’s for Fatima, bitch!” That was the last thing I heard before everything went black.

  Chapter 4- Jayceon

  From the moment I heard that Bella had been locked up, I had been in a really bad place. At the same time, I had been contemplating my next move. As a man I had to do what was right for my family. After getting out of the hole, I managed to sit down with Tech, Rashad, and Dominic. We all came to an agreement that we would cop out for the twenty-five years they offered us. In exchange for Bella to be released from prison and all charges be dropped against her. I confessed and told them that she has no idea what was going on in the jewelry store that day. She was just a victim of circumstance.

  I was real proud of my baby, because she held firm and never said a word to them cracker motherfuckers. Bella wasn’t a weak bitch like Fatima thought she was. This morning I’m supposed to sign the paperwork with the State’s Attorney accepting the plea deal that my lawyer insisted that we take. At the same time, I needed to talk to Bella. I knew something wasn’t right, because my lawyer had been beating around the bush about me seeing her.

  This nigga JR was beating around the bush, and I was growing angry, because I needed to talk to her and let her know my decision.

  “Look, JR, stop bullshitting me. I’m not signing shit until I talk to my wife. I need to see her ASAP!” I hit my fist against the table showing his ass just how angry I was. He, of all people, knows how I am about Bella. So he needed to quit fucking playing with me. I was ready to get this damn sentence started, and he was holding that up.

  “Calm down, Jayceon. I’m waiting for the call to come, so you can be transported over there. I had to pull some strings to get you over there to see her. Bella has been removed from population, because she was attacked in the shower last week. She was in the infirmary for a couple of days for some abrasions and contusions. She’s okay now, but they have her in confinement for her safety.”

  “Man, give me them papers. My wife can’t be in this motherfucker another minute. Fatima had some bitches jump her. I know that bitch is behind that shit. Bella ain’t built for this jail shit. She has to get out of jail before they fuck around and kill her.” I was sick of hearing that them coward ass bitches had put their hands on her. I grabbed the papers from JR’s hand, and I signed without hesitation. Fuck waiting to talk to Bella, I wanted her freed immediately.

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  Two days after I signed the paperwork, I was finally escorted down to see Bella. She was being released, and I was happy as hell they were giving us twenty minutes to see one another. I felt like it was the first time I ever took her out on a date. I was nervous and sad at the same damn time.

  A hardcore nigga like me was ready to shed tears behind the fact that I was about to leave my baby Bella. Like this shit was really fucking with my mental, but I knew I was making the right decision. After waiting about twenty more minutes the door finally opened and Bella walked in. Both of her eyes were black. Seeing her beautiful face all black and blue upset me to the core. I pulled her into my embrace and held her as tight as I could. There was no telling when I’d be able to hold her like this again.

  “Is it true, Jayceon? Did you accept the twenty-five years to life they offered you?” Bella asked as she removed herself from my embrace. Her tear soaked face fucked me up in the head, and all I could do was stare down at my feet. Bella grabbed me by the chin and made me look in her face. At that very moment the tables had turned. There was a point in time where I would have to lift her chin in order for us to make eye contact. Life is funny sometimes. Now here we are, and I felt like less of man because I was leaving my family and there was nothing either of us could do about it.

  “I had to. It was the only way you could get out of prison. I did it for us.” Before I could say a word Bella reached back and slapped me hard as hell, but I couldn’t even get angry about it because I knew she was hurt.

  “You promised me that we would make decisions as a team. How could you do that? We’re a family. How am I supposed to raise our kids without you? You should have fought harder! You should have foug
ht harder for us!” Bella begin to cry harder and rain down blows on me.

  “Stop this shit, Isabella! Do you have any idea how fucking hard this is for me? The last thing I want to do is leave you and the kids. I couldn’t fight this case knowing you were in here for shit you had nothing to do with. You know I’m not built like that. I’ll do life before I ever let you rot in prison.” I started to place soft kisses on her lips and on her neck. I wiped her tears away and laid my forehead up against her forehead.

  “I love you, Jayceon. What am I supposed to do without you for twenty-five years?”

  “You need to move on with your life and raise our kids to be great and successful. I’ve brought you so much heartache, and the last thing I want to do is add more drama to your life. All I ask is that you send me letters and pictures of my kids. As of right now we’re done. There is no Bella and Jayceon.

  “In order for me to get through this bid, I have to let you go. You deserve more than to have to wait on me. Move on with your life. No matter what you’ll always be my heart and soul. I’m sorry, Bella, but this is where I say goodbye. Guard!” I needed to be escorted away immediately. The longer I stayed in the same room as her, the shit would be harder on the both of us.

  “Please don’t do this, Jayceon, you’re all I have! Don’t end it like this! I want to be here for you.” Bella was holding onto my shirt for dear life, and I had to pry her hands off of me.

  “Let’s go!” The guard had pried her hands off of me and was pulling her towards the door.

  “I hate you! I hate you, Jayceon! I hate you! How could you do it?” Bella looked like a caged animal as she fought and kicked trying to get to me. I mouthed the words “I love you” to her until she was out of sight. It killed me to break up with her, but what type of man would I be if I wanted her to wait on me for twenty-five years. That would be fuck nigga shit. It was the best thing for her to move on with her life. I was never any good for her to begin with. This would all work out for all of us in the end.

  Chapter 5-Skylar

  I just keep telling myself not to cry, but the tears keep falling. How could I possibly live twenty-five years without Tech? That man is the love of my life. My heart and my soul. What could I possibly say to my kids about their father not being here to see them grow up. When he gets out of prison they will be grown and will probably have children of their own. This isn’t supposed to be our life. We’re supposed to raise them together.

  All of these years of waiting around to have him to myself have all been in vain, because I’ve lost my husband to the fucking system. I swear all I want to do is kill that bitch Fatima with my bare hands. She has ruined everything for our family. I don’t give a fuck how she feels about my brother or the crew. These same niggas she told on gave her everything in this world. My brother gave this bitch the life that most bitches dreamed of.

  She never deserved a nigga like my brother. He took care of her even after my niece was killed. Even when they were no longer together, he was still giving this bitch ten thousand a week. Bella would murder his ass if she knew that shit. Fatima is dead ass wrong for all of this bullshit she is causing. Especially to Rashad and Chloe claiming that she has a son by him. I don’t believe her ass for a minute. I’ll believe it when I see the paternity test and a damn baby.

  Chloe gave birth to their daughter, Rasharia, two months ago. So I know that this is really fucking with her. Not to mention Shayla has also given birth to twins. A boy and girl they named Dominic Jr. and Diamond. They’ve been waiting all these years to have children, and now they can’t even enjoy the shit together. Fatima has no idea the hurt and pain she has caused this family.

  Not to mention the hurt she has brought to my parents. It’s killing them knowing that not only does Jayceon have to do this time, but the rest of the guys as well. They have practically raised them, so this shit is really fucking with them. That bitch Fatima better stay her ass in protection, because I have every intention on killing that bitch with my bare hands if we ever cross paths again.

  Today is the day we get to go and visit with Tech and Jayceon before they get shipped off. All morning I laid in bed and cried. Not only was I losing my husband, I was about to lose my brother and my best friend in the whole wide world. Twenty-five years without either of them has really taken a toll on me. I know I have to be strong because my kids, my nieces, and my nephew need me to be strong.

  Bella is depressed and hasn’t left out of the room since she was released from prison. I know something is wrong with her, because she won’t even tend to the kids. My mother has taken on full responsibility despite being depressed herself. Bella is my girl. I’ll take a bullet for her and pull a trigger beside her, but I’m going to need this bitch to man the fuck up. Right now is not the time for her to be shutting down. The last thing I need is for her to be trying to check into a damn rehab again. She is so much stronger than that these days.

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  “Stop crying, Sky. The prison we’re going to allows twice a month visits for four hours. I know that ain’t enough, but, baby, at least I’ll be able to see you and the kids.” He reached across the table and wiped my tears away with his thumbs. I closed my eyes and just took in the touch of his hands as they caressed my face. For as long as I could remember, Tech has always had the softest hands. Just the feeling of them roaming my body caused me to get wet instantly and melt. I swear I wanted to try and get a quickie, but the guards were watching us like a hawk.

  “I’m going to try my best to be strong for Trinity and TJ. Plus, Bella’s ass is sinking into depression, so I have to get on my shit. I love you, babe, and the last thing I want you to do is be worried about us. We’re going to be okay.”

  “I love you so much, Sky. I know you have needs, and I won’t be selfish and tell you to wait on me. My only request is that you don’t divorce me and marry that nigga. Whoever you give my pussy to make sure he’s worthy of you, and let that nigga know up front what the fuck it is. I’m about to do this bitch ass time, and when I get out I’m coming home to my family.”

  “I’ll never divorce you. The last thing on my mind is another nigga. All I want is you, babe.” We talked and spent more time with each other until it was time for us to say goodbye. The hardest thing I had to do was walk out of that jail and leave my husband behind. I’ve never been a praying woman, but I needed God to get me through this. My faith in him was strong so I knew I’d be okay. I was glad the kids were small and didn’t understand what was going on. It would break my heart if I had to explain to them that their daddy is going away for a long ass time.

  Chapter 6-Rashad

  “Please say something, Chloe. I had no idea she was even supposed to be pregnant. Do you really think I want a baby with that bitch?”

  “Why is she doing this to us? Rasharia is supposed to have you to herself. I know that sounds childish of me, and I really don’t care. What type of woman would have a damn social worker drop a baby off on a doorstep?” Chloe was crying and all upset about Fatima having a son by me. He was now five months old, and I had no idea until I had to do a court ordered DNA test. I swear I wish Chloe never would have found this shit out, but Fatima made sure she did.

  “I’m sorry all of this shit has happened, but what was I supposed to do? There was a court order for me to submit a DNA sample. I thought it was all bullshit until it came back that I was the father.”

  “I want you to turn over all rights to that bitch. It’s all about Rasharia, and I mean that shit.” I just shook my head in disbelief. I know damn well Chloe wasn’t serious right now. I’m about to do twenty-five years in prison, and she’s worried about a baby I won’t even be around. As a matter of fact, I don’t want to even see it because it will remind me of his bitch ass momma. I swear I want to kill that bitch so bad that I can taste it. I looked over into the baby carrier and picked up my little girl.

  Rasharia looked just like Chloe. She was the prettiest little girl I had ever seen in my life. I pulled her in clo
se to me and she smelled so fresh and pure. Tears welled up in my eyes knowing that my first born daughter will be twenty-five years old when I see the streets again. That was so fucked up.

  “Right now is not the time for this jealousy shit. Plus, you’re making my dick hard acting like that, and as you can see ain’t no way I’m getting some pussy. So pipe the fuck down. You don’t have to worry about anything. You and Rasharia are my life. Everything else is irrelevant right now.

  “Promise me that you will hold a nigga down. I won’t ask you to save yourself for me that wouldn’t be fair to you. Just don’t have no fuck nigga around my daughter. All I ask for is visits and letters. Can you do that for your man?” I leaned down and kissed my daughter’s forehead, and she opened her eyes. I smiled as I saw her big, beautiful, innocent, gray eyes. She had no idea the troubles that the world would bring her. Sad thing about it is that her daddy won’t be there to shield her from it.

  “Of course I’ll hold you down, Rashad. I’m mad, sad, and hurt. It’s like we just found each other, and now you’re leaving. I’m sorry that I’m acting petty and childish right now, but I want you home with us. I need you, Rashad. I don’t have nothing if you’re gone. I’ll be out in the world alone.” Before I knew it I banged on the table with my free hand. This caused Chloe and Rasharia to jump. I didn’t mean to scare either of them, but I needed Chloe to stop with this shit.

  “What the fuck you mean if you ain’t got me you ain’t got nobody. Our daughter is all the fuck you will ever need to survive without me. Don’t ever say that shit again. She needs you to pick up the slack for the both of us, because I won’t be out there for her. Now wipe them tears from your eyes, and boss the fuck up. You my down ass bitch, right? Or has that shit changed, because a nigga about to do this time? Let me know, and you can keep your visits and the letters. That’s real talk. What’s good, Chloe?”