Choppin' It Up **** Chapter Seventy-Five

I was too old of a cat to be fucked by a kitten and Troy really thought he could persuade me into staying with him, like I told him, he had a girl and she was not going to let him go that easy.

He just thought he could play with bitches emotions and I wholeheartedly couldn't wait to show him how weak his game really was. He was spoiled but couldn't always have his way and why the fuck did Christy's dumb ass not know him! She would have moved a little different if she had, I'm certain! I wanted to know how I was worth more alive than dead to him? I HAD TO BE!

I accepted the food he had prepared for breakfast at 6 p.m and tried to read his expressions as he read the messages in his phone that had come in since his incident with Terrica. He had been silent too long and every time he smirked I wanted to boomerang his ass with something. He laid on the bed by my feet and I could tell he was arguing with the bitch in his head.

"GO BACK TO HER!" I said.

"I ain't tryna hear that shit u talking about."

He was so fucking bold! I could never have imagined myself fucking with him long term, he was detrimental to my sanity. If I ever loved him I would hate I did, I saw Terrica's "I hate u cause I love u tantrum," and I would not let him strong arm my emotions. I missed my family, I needed to know what was going on. I scrolled on my phone since Troy was preoccupied and read Trenton's messages.

"Whatever u have heard Hazel, please don't believe it, I would never hurt u or the children, u guys are my world, please call me."

"Babe, okay I know I should have told u about the shed, but I needed to vent and didn't know how. Call me, I can't be without u another night."

"Hazel, the children are wondering when u are coming home. Next time u want to go on a rendezvous don't lie about when u will return."

"I just don't know anymore Babe, I try so hard. Please call me."

"I tried to love u Hazel, is this how u repay me? Do u know how many women are in line to be in your shoes? I thought u wanted this but I should have known I was wrong."

The messages went on and on and I was getting pissed because he seemed like I had just given up and was talking crazy.

"I've spared u too many times, sometimes I wonder if it was even worth it. Tobias was right, even back then. We can work something out with the children but this is getting out of hand, don't think u will get a dime, Im smarter than that!"

Oh yea? Trenton was talking so out of character I knew I had to move in silence. Troy noticed the tears in my eyes and snatched the phone, "I told u not to keep reading that shit, fuck T."

Troy was sick in the head too, stone cold killer, he could cut off a bitch head and then get his dick sucked on the same freeway. Each time he entered me I became more entangled in his web, I would kill that stiff ass nigga and not think twice. I wanted my money I would show his ass he had no control.

"I need clothes," I said.

"For what?"

"To put on!"

"It's plenty clothes in the closet u can wear."

BULLSHIT! I looked straight ahead at the closet Christy said she had hid in and saw Veronica's clothes. Troy studied my gaze and followed its direction.

"Not that closet. I have clothes u can put on."

I could tell we weren't leaving and if Terrica had called the police then we would be ducked off for a while. It was eating me not to talk to my children, I just wanted to sleep. Trenton could not take my babies!

Troy announced he would be right back, someone had pulled into the driveway. He was too calm for it to be Terrica and as he slid on basketball shorts he asked if I was comfortable." I lied and said yes, I knew Veronica had died in that bed, and I wondered if he knew I knew! I couldn't trust him, I didn't care how weak he made me. He knew what the fuck he was doing! How could Terrica just turn that nigga loose! Dummy! I knew he was a hoe. As a matter of fact what bitch was that in the driveway? I got up to walk toward the tall draped windows facing the road and was not prepared what I saw while admiring how tall the windows were. A camera, its lens expanded as I moved. I froze as I heard the front door close. Why would she have had a camera in her bedroom? I was sure they were all over the home! OH MY GOD! I panicked, I had been inside of the home with Christy! FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, I told myself to stay calm and I turned around telling Deidre we had fucked up and looked in Troy's face. "Can I have the remote?" I asked. He grinned and said, "It's on the bed," before tossing a sack of weed on my pillow. I suddenly had to pee. Mama would be so mad at me when I would get nervous or scared as a child, I would always pee. She would lose all religion.

I walked to the bathroom, "I'll be back."

"Hurry up," he said. I saw him watch me walk away, I knew he wanted to whoop my ass and fuck me while I healed. How could he not want to kill me? None of it made sense, he would never pull out when we had sex and was down right unruly but I was capable of humbling his thug ass and knew Terrica didn't know how.

He had focused on all my physical flaws after we fucked and said I should tattoo his name on my neck before sucking on it and placing my hand on his dick. He became pissed, when I didn't react and turned on the t.v. He had held me like I would leave while he slept. His scent always remained the same and to be honest I had plotted to help kill his mother, I was so sorry but I would kill his ass too and put him in the vault.

If he would have woke up and strangled me I deserved it though. That was a moment of reckoning for me, I was just like daddy. His death disturbed me more and more, and seemed like it was personal. If Trenton hadn't done his own dirty work then who had killed him? Just knowing Veronica was Troy's mother had made the situation I was in more complicated. Why didn't Trenton like Christy?Also where was Troy's sister?

Many thoughts had surfaced as I laid there afraid to ask or admire the empire Veronica had built I wondered what role Lamont had played.

I was so nervous as he rolled a blunt and watched ESPN I jumped at every sound, the voices in my head were getting louder.

I knew who the beneficiary was on Lamont's policy now and was willing to bet Troy and his sister inherited everything Veronica owned, including the gray Audi A8. HE HAD SHOT CHRISTY AT THE HOTEL! HE KILLED HER BABY! I had to pee again.

"Why u peeing so much?"

"That ain't why," I said before closing the door. I peed, watching for Veronica scared as fuck.

I climbed back in bed, Troy bit his lip, I rolled my eyes and thought back to the look on Terrica's face and remembered how hurt Sabrina had been when she mentioned killing for Twan, I didn't know if it was murder, perhaps it was but Terrica had helped Troy get away with something and felt he owed her, he showed no interest in her and the arrogant bastard wasn't pretending as he deleted her messages.

I sat against the headboard adrift and couldn't help but rub his waves while his head laid in my lap. He rubbed my hips and tried to hide his erection, he knew I would reject him and it would only piss him off.

"How old are u?" I asked, "the truth."

"What makes u think I wouldn't tell u the truth. 29."

FUCK...As in just turned? He rubbed my nipples with the back of his hand through the satin sheet as I held it around me, I wanted my mama.

He passed me the blunt and I zoned out again while rearranging the anchors on the bathroom wallpaper in my mind. I needed to play his game and knew my life depended on it.

Trent knew Lamont and Troy, and had coincidentally had picked me up right after I'd killed Lamont who was Troy's stepfather I had figured out, he had likely gotten revenge for his mother's death by killing Christy and also collected money when Lamont died but what did Trent have to do with it and how did Troy know Redd? Also, Twan had once been Veronica's hitman I had known and so had Mandel. He had to have known Troy! I was so confused. I passed the blunt.

I felt Troy's hand on the back of my neck, I leaned forward, kissed him and remained deep in thought. Who had Twan been afraid of? He said it was a lot of niggas who wanted to see him erased. WHO?

Had Troy killed my Lover? I think I started trembling, he asked "Hazel? U good?"

I bet he thought I was some kind of freak show but I needed to know! I missed Twan so bad and his murder was a mystery that was driving me insane! Trenton had helped me get in touch with my mind and had instilled something in me nobody ever had, confidence. Twan had loved me unlike he and Redd. I had known no other love, Terrell had---

"How do u know Jermaine?"

"Who?"

"Rell."

He grinned, "How the fuck u know him?"

WHAT THE FUCK?

"Kerri knew him."

He looked disappointed for some odd reason and got up. He left the room for longer than I expected he would and returned with a sword. I jumped up.

"Girl, sit the fuck down." he said.

Unh unnnh...nigga naw.

He wiped the blade and said "My mama wasted a lot of money on shit she didn't even need," and leaned it against the wall. Somebody knocked Rell off before I could even use this muthafucka on him. That nigga had some bread on his head, everybody wanted that him dead since they robbed that Brinks truck, just like ya boy." He grinned and licked the hair underneath his bottom lip. Say what?

"Damn."

"That nigga wasn't no easy target."

I was scared as hell. Why would he tell me that shit, I was in a nightmare! Brinks truck? These niggas didn't play fair and I was fucking a damn goon! I thought back to how he had watched me and it made sense how he popped up at the gas station, TCBY and everywhere else. I had always been an easy target if he wanted me dead but again, why was I spared?

"Ya husband will be in town again soon."

AGAIN? He laughed at my reaction, and said "He will never get that pussy again now."

He was young and didn't understand life he could get me killed. It could never be anything serious between us, why hadn't he understood that? He didn't even know what he wanted, I'd definitely have an abortion and he would never know if I had conceived if I did. I didn't want his money or his passion. It was impossible to relax and I started pacing, I wanted to leave the room, I would not look toward the camera but remembered it was above the drapery. I had been recorded fucking that nigga in the dead woman's bed, life couldn't get any worse. Sure Trenton would see it, had that been the plot? I became so upset, but didn't trust the blade that leaned against the wall.

"Come here," he said. He pulled me on top of him, he knew I was scared. "Stop thinking Ima do something to u."

As it got dark he said his homies would come through, when they did I laid in the room and texted Kerri, saying I hoped her and Ayden were ok. I then called Angela but didn't receive an answer. Troy had been chopping it up with them niggas too long and I was starting to get scared by myself, why had he insisted we slept in Veronica's bed?!!! Oh God!

I yet laid in the spot she was fucked and killed in. They were rowdy and I knew Troy would come back inside the room drunk, high and attempting to fuck me the rest of the night. He would express himself more when he was drunk, and look in my eyes. He was so sexy. My mind and my body did not agree I wanted him, at that moment I needed his young ass.

The niggas were speaking about a basketball game when Troy said "I told Brown to bet ten, I got mine!"

WHO? Brown? As in——!

I jumped up, I wanted to leave right then!

I didn't know what games these muthafuckas were playing but I needed to secure my own well being as well as my babies, how had I been so stupid! I had known since a child I could not trust people! I was sickened with regret and when Troy finally came into the room after they had gone, something in me had snapped.

I was tired of playing his games, he said "Hazel, u trippin I ain't for this shit tonight, I'm tired," as I pointed his own gun at his head and told him to get the fuck on the floor.