Kelvin Jackson - It Was All A Dream

But K wasn’t looking for a relationship, just something to do to occupy his time and take his mind off Mattie.

“I’m K. What’s up, yall trying to hangout wit a niggah?” he said returning the same eye contact she was giving him. “Drinks on me.”

That pretty much sealed the deal as they made their way to the club. After paying for everybody to get in and passing security, he realized that he had just found him a new hangout spot. Of course the grimey cats he anticipated might be inside were there, but he could deal with them. He had been dealing with them all his life. The part that officially locked him in was the wall to wall to wall honeys that filled the spot.

K headed straight to the bar with his newfound friends close on his heels.

“Get what yall want,” he told them over the loud music.

K noticed a couple of cats who he’d met since he’d been in the town and dealt with on a business level. He also noticed all the chicks that came by the bar trying to see who the new niggah was hanging with Trish and her crew. A few shots of Hennessy later and K felt a tug on his hand. He had been deepin thought after hanging up his cellphone with yet another straight to voicemail call to Mattie. Trish’s smile combined with cognac was all that was needed to stitch up the wound in his heart that was reopening.

“Come dance with me Papi,” she said seductively. Thoughts of Mattie vanished. She swayed her hips like a snake charmer and K followed her lead. Yep, he thought to himself , I think I might like it here .

Mattie and Reebie entered the apartment just after six in the morning. They were both tired from the night of partying at a club in Manhattan that Reebie had talked Mattie into going to.

“Come on Mat. Let’s go hangout in the Village. I’m tired of sitting around in this apartment,” Reebie had said yesterday.

Mattie was also tired of sitting around, and she was still fairly content with a couple of blunts and some loud music. But Reebie had kept pushing the issue.

“We can go shopping and go to Juniors to get cheesecake. Please?” Reebie whined.

Now Mattie thought, this bitch aint playing fair. Cheesecake and shopping.Her two weaknesses. So after a little more persuasion, Mattie had reluctantly given in. She really didn’t want to leave the apartment either. Especially due to the fact that she had misplaced her cellphone, which she kept on vibrate because she always listened to her music at such a high volume. The last time she had spoken to K was yesterday and he said things were going good. He was also coming home in a couple of days and had something important to talk to her about.

Now as she stuck her key in the apartment door, she wished she would have kept her ass at home. They had almost missed their stop on the train and would have had the conductor not woke them up. Of course they didn’t have to catch the train back out to Wyandanch, which Reebie reminded Mattie all the way through Penn Station. Of the five crews of dudes that tried to get with the undeniably gorgeous sister, three dudes actually offered to bring them back out to the Island… after breakfast.

But of the dudes that had offered, none of them were the ones out of the crew buying drinks. Not to mention one of them looked like he couldn’t even spell car, let alone own one. As soon as Reebie was through the door she kicked off her heels and headed straight to the couch. Look at this crusty bitch, Mattie thought as she smiled to herself. There was no doubt how much she loved her sister. At times she wished that she could put her in her pocket and protect her from the world and all the hurt that she had been through. Mattie dreaded the thought of some manipulating man entering her sister’s life and destroying it.

It wasn’t five minutes before Mattie could hear Reebie snoring. She was dead tired too, but she had to shower before she went to bed. She also wanted to make another attempt to find her phone. She knew that it had to be somewhere in the house. Mattie kicked off her shoes and headed towards the bathroom. She knew the weed that K had left wasthe reason that she kept misplacing shit. She didn’t know where he got that shit from, but it was straight fire.

Mattie was on her way to turn on the shower when she heard it.

What the fuck? aw hell naw! She thought as she looked at the medicine cabinet. She pulled open the mirror and there it sat next to the Advil that she’d taken earlier for a headache. She grabbed her phone which was vibrating out of control. 46 missed calls.

“Shit! I know this niggah is buggin right now,” she said in a worried whisper.

“So how do you like it?” K asked.

“K, this shit is fly. Mattie look at how big this living room is,” Reebie spoke up saying.

“This is nice baby. I’ve never seen a kitchen so big in an apartment. I’m ready to start cooking already,” said Mattie.

It didn’t take K that long to find another place to call home. Even though he kept his first spot a secret, he decided to bring Mattie and Reebie to Allentown. The decision to bring Reebie came with persuasion from her big sister and due to her situation it didn’t seem like a bad idea for everyone to get a fresh start in a new place. But the main reason that K brought Mattie with him, outside of her being wanted for cutting the chick at the club, was to slow him down and keep the dick at the crib. After that first night hanging out at Harry’s, K had been on a mission. Later on that night Dark and Skulls had come up in the club with two carloads of chicks from a town a few miles away called Bethlehem. K had woke up the next morning with two of the prettiest bitches he’d seen in his life and couldn’t even remember their names.

After a week living reckless, he knew that he had to tighten up. He knew that by fucking outta town chicks, it would always eventually lead to some type of beef somewhere down the line. You can’t come to a town and fuck all the bitches, get money, and shit stay sweet. It just didn’t work like that.

So he found a real nice condo in one of the more upscale sides of town, went to NY, grabbed two bricks, all Mattie and Reebie’s shit and loaded up the u — haul truck.

“Well this is our new spot so we might as well start unloading this truck.”

“I’m going out to look for a job tomorrow,” said Mattie headed out the door to the u — haul.

He knew that wouldn’t take long. If it was one thing Mattie was dead set on, it was being independent.

“Oh dam, that reminds me. Here’s that license that I got made for you,” K said handing her a Pennsylvania State Drivers license.

“Kim Ortiz” I kind of like that name,” Mattie said inspecting her new I.D.

“Cool. Once we get all this stuff of the truck, I gotta make a few moves to collect some money. But as soon as I’m done, we going to the furniture spot so you can hook this shit up however you want to.” K walked over and wrapped his arms around Mattie’s small waist and grabbed her ass.” Where is your sister?”

“I think she went out to grab something off the truck.”

K really wanted to take Mattie in the bathroom and bend her ass over for a quickie, but since he’d come home from jail the only quickie’s he’d had were his first two nuts. Outside of that he’d been, Fucking. Mattie felt his hardness pressing against her thigh and smiled. She was thinking the same thing.

“Later,” K said remembering the money he had in the streets.

As they were on their way out to the parking lot, K was thinking how fortunate he was to have a down ass bitch like Mattie. Sure she had her flaws and made some mistakes, but so had he. Nobody was perfect. Of course he had his pick of the litter in a new town, but who wanted to go through the motions of trying to learn the ways and likes and dislikes of a new chick. Especially when he had 90 % of everything he wanted right here with Mattie. Of course the pussy was so good that it had his perception off, and trust should have accounted for much more of the 10 % that he gave it.