Kenya's escape from Jermaine

Two weeks later I was lying in bed and talking to my girl Carmella and she advised me that everything was ready and we could set our master plan in motion.  I was really glad to know that this was almost over.  After I hung up talking to her I turned the lights out and went to sleep.  Three o'clock in the morning Jermaine decided to come in drunk as a skunk and decided he was just going to take him some of m sweetness. I could tell that he had already been with some chick because he smelled like cheap perfume.  I had enough so I reached under my pillow and pulled my 360 on him and told him, "if you touch me again I will blow your brains all over the fucking place."  He looked at me like he had seen a ghost and backed up.  "You're crazy and I'm leaving you the hell alone," he yelled.  Putting on his clothes and still looking at me he hurried up and left.  I called Carmella and told her it was time to go and what had just happened.  Forty five minutes later Carmella pulled up with her brother and two of the homies, and a truck.  We packed up the entire house.  I went to where all the money and dope was hidden and took everything.  I left nothing but his clothes and a fuck you letter.  I stayed at Carmella's that night.  The next morning we got up, got dressed and finished the business as planned.  I sold the Mercedes for $10,000 went to the bus station and got me a ticket.  While we were taking care of all the business we had Jerome, Carmella's brother, and his homies put all the furniture in storage.  I gave Carmella's sister Camilla all my clothes except for the clothes that I had on and one other outfit.  I had my toothbrush, comb, towel, deodorant, make-up, and three kilos of cocaine, four pounds of marijuana and $50,000 of his money.  Carmella and I went to grab something to eat and while we were eating we seem some of Jermaine's boys on the other side of the street, trying to holla at some chicken heads.  I was a littler nervous but I kept my cool and just prayed that they didn't see me and call Jermaine and tell him where I was at before I could get out of town.  We finished eating and went back to Carmella's house.  We smoked a fat joint and said our good-byes.

Coming home from Club Drakes

I went to the bedroom and started to undress. He started to accuse me of cheating on him.  "I don't feel like arguing about anything, especially not something stupid like me cheating on you."  He looked at me with rage and threw me on the bed.  We started to fight and we were on the floor tussling, he started to choke me and pulled my panties down.  I was fighting to get him off of me.  He stopped choking me long enough for me to catch my breath and them he said "bitch if you don't tell me who you were out fucking I will kill you, this will be your last breath."  I started to cry because I thought to myself this man could really kill me and no one would know.  I looked at him and told him that I could never cheat on him and he is all I want.  He threw me up on the bed and grabbed me by my throat whispered softly in my ear "spread those legs."  I was very hesitant and them he forced me to open my legs.  He put two fingers in my candy and started to stroke it saying "this candy is not tight like I left it.  So who's been in my candy?"  I pleaded with him that I had not been with anyone other than him.  He slapped me and said "stop lying to me, you are full of shit."  Never being hit by a man before, I was scared so I just thought I better do whatever he told me to do so I could make it out alive.  I started to scream "No one, No one, and No one."  He then pulled me by my hair and dragged me to the bed.  Throwing me on the bed he then preceded to take my sweet candy and when he was finished he had the audacity to say "I just wanted to see if you really were going to lie to me or stand under the pressure about giving my candy away and once agai you passed the test."  I thought to myself, ow ain't that some bull?  I cried myself to sleep but not before planning my escape from this crazy man.

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How life can change so quick

Six months later the group, he had signed, walked out on him and all he had left was the dope game.  He put all his concentration on the dope game and just gave up on his music, something that he was so passionate about.  The money that we were making from the dope game was more that what we were making when he had the group and was always in the studio.

I tried to get a job, but every time that I would Jermaine would get angry and try to find a way to get me fired.  He always said that I didn't need to work, but I felt like I always needed to have my own money just in case anything should ever happen.  Jermaine felt like me working was taking away from me taking care of him.  I came up with my own plan.  Since I couldn't work I would help Jermaine sell dope and take my money off the top and stash it somewhere he would never think to look.

Jermaine started to drink more and more each and every day, and everything irritated him.  When he drank he would get very mean and I would just say out of his way because I didn't want to argue.

Carmella called me crying one night and told me she just received a phone call saying that her dad had died.  I went over to her house to comfort her plus I didn't want to look at Jermaine's drunk ass.  When I got to Carmellas I noticed that she had been crying and drinking.  She ran out of the house and said that she wanted to go to club Drakes.

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The move in with Jermaine

Two days later I moved out of my aunt's house.  I was very excited to be moving in with Jermaine.  We realized we had so much in common and he was really trying to show me that it was not about the sex with us he was really trying to be serious.

After living together for two wonderful months, I decided that it was time to show Jermaine just what he had been waiting on for so very long, some of my sweet candy.

That day I called Carmella to see if she wanted to go shopping.  I went and picked her up in my new Mercedes.  When I pulled up in her driveway she was looking out the window.

Carmella lived in the suburb of San Bernardino.  She always said that no matter what it took she was going to get out of the hood.  The day we graduated she was moving into her new home that was nowhere close to the hood.

Carmella came outside to see who was pulling up in her driveway.  She was standing on the porch with er hands on her hips waiting to see who was going to get out of the car or if the car was just turning around.  I got out of the car in some fresh gear wih my hair freshly done with the new Jordan's looking oh so fly.  "Girl whose car did you steal?" Carmella said jokingly.  "It's mine, Jermaine just bought it for me and I thought that I would show him my appreciation.  Tonight will be the night."  "Oh sulky sulky now," she replied.  "Girl get your stuff and let's get out of here."  We got in the car and went to L.A. to go shopping.  L.A. had all the hottest stuff.

After a long day shopping, I went back to the house to take a bath and get ready for Jermaine to come home.  I started dinner first.  I wasn't sure what to make so I decided to make Lasagna with corn on the cob and some French garlic bread, cherry cheesecake for dessert and me on the side.

I went upstairs and turned on some Luther and took a long hot bath.  When I got out the tub I called Jermaine to see where he was at and how long he was going to be out.  "Hey babe, what are you doing?" "Right now me and my boys are in the studio and then I have some deliveries that I have to take care of.  I should be home by midnight."  I wasn't very happy but I understood.  Somebody has to make the money so I can go shopping and do whatever I want to do and live the life that I want to live.

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Getting to know Carmella

Carmella and I grew up together. Our aunties were best friends and liked to smoke crack together, when they were supposed to be watching us. We learned to depend on each other like sisters.

Carmella was tall and very lanky. She didn't have a lot of confidence in herself because she was not very pretty but she had a heart of gold and very smart. Carmella could make you laugh when all you want to do is cry, but we were best friends.

When I called Carmella the first thing she said was, "hey gold digger, so have you taken all of his money yet?" she let out this crazy laugh. "Hey girl this is not the time to be making jokes, I really need to talk to you about something serious." "What's the matter with you girl?" she replied. "I need some advice about Jermaine." "What about Jermaine?" "well you know that we have been seeing each other for almost a year now and even though I haven't given him any of this sweet loving, he keeps asking me to move in with him. What do you think I should do?" Carmella was always honest with you even if you didn't want the truth. Now out of all the times, I really wanted her honest opinion. I couldn't afford to be making any crucial mistakes in my life at this time. "Do you love him?" she asked. "Or is it all about the money?" I paused for a minute, thinking very carefully about the answer that I was going to give her. "I care about him but it's more about the money girl, you know that." She laughed and said "girl you so crazy." We laughed and she told me to get what was mine and that's what I was planning on doing.

The next day I called Jermaine and told him ghat I had made my decision. When I told him that I was going to move in he was excited. I told him that I didn't know who he had shared his bed with before he started messing with me and I wasn't comfortable with that. "Let's go shopping baby and see if you can find the bedroom set that you want in the house." We went shopping and I found a bedroom and living room set that I wanted. We purchased the items and set the delivery date and left the store. Later that evening Jermaine told me that he had something special planned for us and he had bought me something special to put on so to go make myself look beautiful. He kissed me with his soft lips and ran his strong hands down my back. I ran upstairs to make me a bath but to my surprise when I got up there my bath was already ran and it had all colors of rose petals in it. The bubbles were of jasmine scent and everything was laid out so neatly just for me. He had razors and all kinds of body washes just waiting for me. I got undress and got in the tub. I soaked there for a long time, listening to the soft mellow music, and all the time I just kept thinking......hell with treatment like this I could fall in love with him and maybe he could be the one. Then reality slapped me in the face and told me to quit tripping.

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The beginning of Chapter 2 Meeting Jermaine

Jermaine was Jamaican.  The prettiest black skin you have ever seen with beautiful hazel green eyes.  When I found out he was Jamaican I told myself to run but I just couldn't stop my curiosity.

My Grandmother always told me that my curiosity would get the best of me, but I didn't want to believe her.

Jermaine was big time dope dealer.  Whatever you needed you called him, and he always had what you wanted, whenever you wanted it.

Me and my girls were out on the town having a girls night out when all of a sudden I get a tap on the shoulder.  I turned to see who it was and it was this fine ass dark skinned brother, built and dressed to the tee.  He smelled so good and had the perfect crooked smile.  I didn't want to boost his ego so I acted like he wasn't my type.  Jermaine was very persistent.  He asked me "would you like to dance?" "Sure," I responded.

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