It's Either Me Or Her 2: A Side Bitch Story Read online

  James loved indulging in new pussy and he knew that the pussy of Winter was going to be some of the best he ever got to sample.

  “Why are you staring at me like that?” Winter blushed as James continued to stare at her with lust in his eyes.

  James gave Winter a crooked grin and took her hand as the two of them exited the elevator. James had one hand on Winter’s plump bottom as the two of them walked closely to one another. James slowed his steps upon seeing the frame of a woman standing at his door that was at the end of the long hallway. James couldn’t make out who the person was because her back was to him and Winter. His eyebrows creased in, as he thought of who the unwanted visitor was.

  Winter could feel James tense up. She looked up at him. “What’s wrong?” She had no idea that it was his apartment that the mystery woman was standing in front of.

  Brooke sighed and stomped in her Louboutin heels. She was staring ahead as she fought the urge to knock on James’ door for the umpteenth time. The urge of getting some dick to ease her mind of all of her troubles started to nag her until she finally gave in. Chase wasn’t going to have sex with her, so she made up her mind to try James. After an hour of roaming the streets of Atlanta in search of a possible suitor to satisfy her cravings, Brooke made the decision to just go back to A-town studios and use James for some. She had plans of luring him to a hotel with her, but she was met with nothing but disappointment when she didn’t spot him at his desk in the lobby. After being unable to locate his car outside, Brooke realized he had left. Her addiction was kicking in full force as she made up her mind to visit the home of the one man that she had slept with during her relationship with Chase. It was wrong then and Brooke knew it was wrong now, but her desire to get a mind blowing orgasm had her thinking irrationally. Chase didn’t find out then and he won’t find out now, Brooke told herself repeatedly, as she drove to James’ apartment. The doorman didn’t have a problem letting her up to his apartment after Brooke informed him that she was the mother of his son.

  “What the hell are you doing here?” Brooke jumped and turned to find Winter and James both giving her the evil eye.

  Brooke’s eyes moved from James to Winter as she tried to figure out when he began entertaining Rayne’s sister. Brooke settled her attention on James only and her lips parted as she thought of what to say.

  “Brooke, now is not a good time,” James spoke first, in an attempt to stop Brooke from revealing something she shouldn’t.

  Brooke decided she made the wrong decision by coming over to see James. She nodded her head and cleared her throat.

  “I was just wondering if you’ve spoken to Chase. I went back to the studio but I didn’t spot his car or your car, so I figured y’all were done for the day,” Brooke lied. “I even went to his side bitch’s house but he’s still not there. What’s up with him?”

  Winter frowned. “Last time I checked, Chase left you for my sister. She is not the side bitch. You are starting to fit the name more and more, however. Being pregnant doesn’t make you nothing more than a bitch with a baby. Your simply too bitter to call it what it is and move on. A baby doesn’t make a man stay.”

  Brooke snorted and tooted up her nose. “You don’t know shit about me. Whatever your sister told you is a lie. She’s a homewrecker,” Brooke stated.

  James didn’t see this encounter ending well, so he took matters into his hands by opening the door and politely asking Winter to wait inside while he talked to Brooke. Winter gave him the side eye as she quietly granted his request.

  James waited until Winter closed the door before he gripped Brooke’s arm gently. He was pissed that she would pop up. Had he been with Jeremy or Chase, things would have been bad. It was no secret to both of them that he wasn’t too fond of Brooke. He barely spoke to her, so seeing her at his door would set off alarms in both of their heads.

  “What are you doing here Brooke?” James gritted through clenched teeth. He spoke just above a whisper, in case Winter was standing on the other side of the closed door. He saw right through the lie Brooke said in front of Winter. James knew for a fact that both Chase and Jeremy were still in the studio adding the finishing touches to Rayne’s single that was set to come out very soon.

  Brook pushed James’ hand off of her. She ran her fingers through her hair before placing her Gucci tote up on her shoulder. “I just wanted to talk to you about some things.”

  “Like what?” James asked with a perplexed look. He was hoping she wouldn’t say anything about Mason being his son. She had the audacity to throw it in his face at Indigos, like it didn’t bother her that they had betrayed Chase in the worse way. James knew he wasn’t the man that needed to raise a child. He had a lot of fucked up ways and although he had changed for the better, he was still working on becoming a better man. Chase was the better candidate to raise Mason. He had the money to care for him and he loved his son a great deal. James didn’t have a problem with watching his cousin raise his first born child.

  “What all do you know about Quincy Hollister?” Brooke asked.

  James wasn’t expecting her to ask him that. He tilted his head to the side in curiosity. Brooke never inquired about the people that Chase worked with, unless they happened to be women that she believed he was sleeping with. In fact, Brooke showed little interest in the business her baby daddy had started. She had more interest in reaping the benefits of Chase’s hard work.

  James shook his head. “I don’t know anything about him, except that he manages Yung Gunner, an up and coming artist that Chase and Jeremy both think can be a star. What’s it to you?”

  Brooke looked at James blankly. He didn’t tell her anything she didn’t know, so she wasn’t going to tell him about why she wanted to know about Quincy.

  “I was just wondering,” Brooke stated.

  James could see right through her. There was more to the story. He was on the verge of prying for more information when his door opened and Winter looked at him like she was ready to go.

  James had forgot that Winter was inside his apartment for a second, once Brooke came at him with questions about a nigga from California; the same place that Brooke always threatened to run to when things with her and Chase got rough. The wheels started to turn in James’ head as the deceit that he and Brooke inflicted on Chase had him wondering if Quincy was another one of the men that got to bed Brooke. Before he could ask her, she was rushing down the hallway and James was left with an angry looking Winter.

  ***

  Chase sat inside his office and replayed the conversation he had with Quincy to Jeremy, who was listening to each word intently. The two of them instantly hit it off and Yung Gunner was slated to come in for a studio session next week. Quincy showed Chase interest in getting his artist a record deal with A-town records. Chase was all game, but he needed to meet with Yung Gunner in person and see if the Yung lyricist was interested in the offer. Chase could make him a star, without a doubt, but he wanted to make sure it’s what the new artist wanted.

  “I think this is gonna be a good thing for us and him as well. He has the lyrics and we have the production needed to make his words come alive,” Chase was all smiles as he spoke to Jeremy.

  Jeremy nodded his head. He was just as excited as Chase was to hear the news about possibly signing Yung Gunner. “That’s what’s up. I can’t wait til he comes to the studio to show us his skills.”

  Chase nodded and then he remembered James coming into his office during his meeting and telling him he had to leave.

  “Have you talked to James?” Chase pondered while looking at Jeremy.

  Jeremy shook his head. “Nah, why?”

  “He came up here and told me he was feeling sick, so I gave him the go ahead to leave. I could tell he had some shit pending that he needed to handle though. He was all eager and what not. I told you to keep a close eye on him. I think that nigga might be up to his old tricks.”

  Chase wasn’t trying to come at his cousin. Most of the time, he had more
faith in James than Jeremy did. He always made it a point to look after his cousin and steer him in the right direction. It wasn’t like him to leave work during the middle of the day though. That was out of character, for even James. He may have carried on at the studio and entertained women there, but he was always there if Jeremy or Chase needed him. Him leaving with a bullshit explanation made Chase wonder what was up with him.

  Jeremy was about to tell Chase about how standoffish James had become the last few days when a knock on the door took both of them by surprise. They weren’t expecting anyone, so they both got up and looked at the door wondering who it could be.

  Chase spoke out first and asked, “Who is it?”

  He got no response and that made Jeremy walk to the door and open it. He found no one on the other side. He looked up and down the hallway and there was no evidence of a person outside of Chase’s office. He took a step out of the door and his Burberry shoes unknowingly kicked the tiny black DVD case on the floor across the hallway. Jeremy walked over to the DVD case and picked it up. The black case was missing the inside paper that was supposed to be inside the rubber flat to reveal the movie. Instead, the words Brooke was written with what looked like a red sharpie to Jeremy.

  Jeremy opened the case and a white disk was inside of it. There were no words on it.

  “What is it, cuz?” Chase stood at the door and wondered what it was that had his cousin’s full attention. Chase didn’t see anyone, so he had no idea who had knocked on his office door or why Jeremy was bent down with what looked like a DVD in his hands.

  Jeremy turned to Chase and walked back inside the office. He didn’t say a word as he walked over to the forty-inch flat screen that Chase had mounted on the wall in front of his desk. Jeremy inserted the DVD into the side of the television where there was a built in DVD player. Chase stood at the door as Jeremy walked over to his desk and retrieved the remote. With the remote, he flicked through the channels until the right channel was on and the blue screen of the DVD had the word play written in capital letters. Without hesitation, Jeremy hit the play button on the remote and the movie started to play. Jeremy frowned upon seeing what appeared to be a porno with two women and a man.

  “What the fuck is this?” Chase came to Jeremy’s side and looked at him like he lost his mind.

  Jeremy didn’t look at Chase as his eyes stayed on the homemade porno. Two girls were going at it like crazy, while a dude with dreads sat in front of them in a chair and stroked his dick. One of the girls were white and the other was black. The white girl had luscious blonde curls that covered her face as she sucked on the clit of the black woman, who was moaning in ecstasy.

  The white girl lifted her head from the black girl’s legs and stuck a finger in her. She began finger fucking the brown skinned beauty as she licked her clit with her tongue at the same time.

  “This pussy tastes so good Brooke. I can’t get enough of it,” the white girl declared.

  Chapter 3

  Jeremy stood with his hand conveniently placed on the bulge of his dick as he cut his eyes over at Chase. He was blown away by what he was watching. “Is that…” he pondered as he squinted to get a better look. “My God, that is Brooke,” he whispered, as the man with the dreads stood up and walked over to the two ladies. With his dick already primed and ready, he opened up Brooke’s legs and slid his dick right inside of her.

  Chase was at a loss for words as he looked at the TV screen, unable to turn his head. The man fucked Brooke rough as hell, but for some apparent reason, she was definitely enjoying it. Her pussy slurped with wet juices profoundly streaming out of her, to a point where Jeremy had to turn his head. It was almost too much to even watch, especially while his cousin was standing right there witnessing his baby mama being pounded by an unknown guy.

  “Cuz, I think you should stop the video,” Jeremy advised Chase, but he was too caught up to look away. “Cuz!” Jeremy called out again. “We need to turn this off.” The minute he said that, the guy on the video stopped fucking Brooke, only to straddle her chest and shove his dick in her mouth. Chase watched his baby mama sucking this man’s dick like it was the last dick on earth.

  Chase was stuck like Chuck as he stood there. His feet were planted solid on the floor and nothing was coming out of his mouth. It was almost like he was in a trance of doubt. Jeremy took it upon himself to stop the video, in hopes of snapping Chase back to reality. As the video stopped, Jeremy turned from the TV screen to look at Chase. His facial expression was that of shock and total disbelief.

  “You okay, Cuz?” Jeremy asked while nervously scratching in his head.

  “I-I-I,” Chase stuttered, as he attempted to gain control over the situation. “I uh… I can’t believe this. Who sent this bullshit to me?”

  Jeremy shrugged his shoulders with a perplexed look on his face. “I don’t have a clue. The hall was clear when I opened your office door up. Nobody was there, except this damn video.”

  “Somebody is playing games with me and I want to know why.”

  “Hell, me too,” Jeremy stated. “This shit is unbelievable.”

  Chase nodded his head as he headed behind his desk to sit down. This was too much to just take in out of nowhere. He didn’t get a warning or anything. All he got was a vision of Brooke being eaten out by a desperately hungry ass woman and then getting the shit fucked out of her by a dread headed dude that didn’t even look like her type.

  “What the fuck is going on here?” he pondered. He’d always thought Brooke to be of a different kind, not the kind that was fucking women and men at the same damn time.

  Jeremy sat in the seat across from his cousin’s desk as he stared out the window that was located behind Chase. His mind was going one-thousand miles per hour. Never in a million years did he expect to see anything like that. He definitely didn’t care for Brooke at all, and this could possibly remove her out of the picture for good. But, he felt somewhat bad for her. Not only was someone out to hurt Chase, but they were gunning for her too.

  “Cuz, do you think that this could be a direct hit on Brooke? I mean think about it?”

  Chase looked up from his desk in Jeremy’s direction. He shook his head, still in disbelief at what he’d just seen. “I don’t know who the target is because it directly hurts us both. I mean, I never thought I’d see anything like this.” He sat silently for a moment as he glanced back over his shoulder and looked out the window. “Wow,” he whispered.

  It was clear that this had certainly hit him harder than Jeremy could’ve possibly imagined. “Cuz, you gotta focus. You can’t let this get to you right now. Yung Gunner is scheduled to come in the studio later this evening. I need you on your A-game.”

  Chase grabbed his cellphone as he shook his head.

  “Don’t do it, Cuz,” Jeremy told him. “Don’t do it.”

  “I just gotta talk with her. I want to know what the fuck she was thinking about. I know the video looks old, way older than when we’d gotten together, but still. That shit is foul.”

  Jeremy shook his head with a slight shrug of the shoulders. “Weeeeeeell,” he sang, almost now wanting to disagree. “I don’t really call the situation itself foul. I’ve had two women at one time, plenty of times. It was nothing foul about it whatsoever. Come to think about, you have to. Shit… me, Bro, and you have run so many trains on a bitch back in the day. Makes me wanna say choo-choo!!” he clowned, like the thought of it made him excited.

  Chase looked over at Jeremy with a straight face. “Not now Jeremy. We’re talking about my baby mama, not just some groupie in the streets.”

  Jeremy put up both of his hands in the air, as if to say that he surrendered. “You’re right,” he agreed, with a nod of the head. “So, what do you plan on doing since you got your phone in your hand?”

  “Calling Brooke.”

  “And what are you going to say? I mean, you can’t just come at her like that. What if she doesn’t even know about the video?”

  Chase frowned
. “Oh, she definitely knew about the video, how she was staring in the camera.”

  “Well, it still might be a touchy situation,” Jeremy explained. “I don’t like Brooke, but she is pregnant with your second child. She doesn’t seem like the type to be doing shit like that.” He paused for a moment with his arms crossed and then said, “Well, then again, I always thought that something wasn’t right with Brooke. Maybe she used to be a prostitute or something. It’s better that you find out now than later.”

  “Jeremy!” Chase called out with a serious look on his face. “Brooke??? A prostitute??? Come on man. Nah, it’s something else going on. That ain’t her,” he stated, but was still in doubt. “And I’m going to call her right now to see what the hell is going on.” Without further delay, Chase called Brooke’s phone.

  “Hello,” Brooke answered on the second ring.

  “Where are you?”

  “I’m at home talking with Toya,” she nervously responded. “Wassup?”

  “Wassup???” Chase pondered. “You claimed that you needed to talk to me about something. What happened? Did you leave because James had already informed me that you were in the building?”

  “Yeah, I did. I felt sick on the stomach and by the time I came out the bathroom, you were already in your meeting, so I just left.”

  “Well, why didn’t you call or text me to say that you’d left?” Chase questioned, already feeling like he was being lied to.

  “Because you were in your meeting. I figured you’d call me once you were available to talk. So, again… wassup?”

  “Why do you keep saying wassup? You tell me what the hell is up?” Chase snapped at her out of nowhere.

  Brooke was silent for moment, trying to figure out if Q had thrown her under the bus already. “What’s wrong with you?” she questioned. “It seems more so like you have something that you want to talk to me about.”

  “You can say that,” Chase responded.