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Blinded by Love
Written by: By: Chyna S. ©2014

 





Seven months into Brooklyn pregnancy, Terrence took her by the neck and slammed her to the floor, “Fuck you, you fat bitch! Nobody your fat outta shaped ass!”Sharp pains shot through her stomach; she couldn’t think of nothing but her daughter that she was carrying. Her stomach was huge and it was no way she could really protect herself.

 Brooklyn held onto her stomach and tried to get up, “Fat…nigga, you sound stupid…,” she yelled out in pain. She began to lift herself off the before she could get all the way up, “BOOM…” Terrence kicked her dead in her side, knocking her back down to the floor. He put his size nine feet on her stomach with pressure, holding her down—“Get your fucking foot off my stomach, you’re hurting my baby!” she cried, squirming trying to push his foot off her. She was in so much pain; at that moment, it felt as if she were going to lose her baby.“This nigga is really trying to hurt me,” she thought.

“Fuck you and that mutha’ fucking baby; I know it ain’t mine anyway!” Terrence yelled out.Grabbing her by her hair, he pulled her off the floor, threw her on the bed, and straddled himself atop of her. Before he could get her hands held down good, twice, once in the nose and once to his jaw. “Bitch…” he and then socked her in her eye. Her eye began to close up, and soon after started to swell.

“Ah, get off me; get your punk ass off me!” She was trying her best to get him off her. She took all the strength that she had left in her, and kicked his ass so hard, sending him off the bed and into the wall.“Oh shit!” she said to herself. She didn’t know what was to come, so, she hurried and jumped off the bed, and ran into the bathroom. Before Brooklyn could get the door closed shut, Terrence had stuck his hand in the doorway to keep the door from closing shut. “Move your hands out the way!” she yelled panicking. Terrence was trying to push his way in the bathroom, and she was trying her best to keep him from coming in; she knew if he got in it was over for her. He was pissed from how hard his head hit the wall from that good kick she gave him. He wouldn’t move his hands out the way of the door, so she bit the shit out of his fingers…

“Fuck! Ahh!” he yelled so loud. I know for sure that the neighbors heard it. The adrenaline in Brooklyn felt so good from hearing him in such pain. 

“Bitch ass nigga.” she thought devilishly. He but his hands. She slammed the door and locked it. “Fuck, I can’t keep going through this shit.” she thought to herself as she looked at her busted up in the mirror.

“Bitch, open this mutha’ fuckin’ door! Yo’ ass can’t stay in there all night!” 

When Brooklyn looked in the mirror, all she saw was a weak person with low self-esteem who didn’t know what to do with herself. She knew if she stayed in there long enough eventually he would leave. Brooklyn was just a battered woman with a good heart, ‘Blinded by Love’.

“Now look what you made me do, all I wanted was some pussy, that’s all!” Terrence had a long hard day at work after he found out one of his runners came up short from the batch he was supposed to get off, while also finding out that one of his was pregnant. After trying to bribe her and talk her into getting an abortion, and her final answer was, No! Yep, he just couldn’t do right, he was still dipping in things he had no business. The rest of his day didn’t go so well. After work, he stopped off and got him a fifth of Hennessey, no chaser; and took it down. “ ” he told her beating on the door. Terrence was drunk as hell and out of his mind; he was tripping.

“Terrence, I told you over and over again that I am not fucking with anybody. You are fucking crazy. Shit, I’m seven months pregnant, what the hell I look like, I tired!” she cried out. “You told me you were going to change, this look like a change!”

“I have changed. Baby, just come out and we can talk about it. I’m sorry,” Terrence, pleaded as if he was bipolar. He was just in a rage and now cool, wanting to talk it out. “I’m sorry, baby.” He would sing the same old song all the time. In Brooklyn’s heart, she knew what she was going through was not right. However, in her mind, she could not leave that man. He had her mind gone and her nose wide open. When they weren’t fighting, he would show her nothing but love and cater to her. All her life that’s what she wanted, someone to just love her and show her that they cared. He knew that about her and knew she really didn’t have anyone else. She had her sister, but after so long she stopped getting involved in their relationship, because all Brooklyn would do is go crawling right back to him. Plus, after he went off on Brittney and told her to get out of their house, she stopped coming around as much. She too was having her own relationship issues; however, they weren’t as bad as .

Brooklyn started feeling hard sharp pains in her stomach from the beating she received. After hearing a door slam, what sounded like the front door and silence for about fifteen minutes, she crept out the bathroom. “Oh,” she moaned in pain, holding her stomach, looking around making sure he was gone; there was no sign of him. She went and sat on the couch hoping that the pain will go away, but it didn’t it got worse. She felt something warm and slippery between her legs, so she put a hand down there, when she looked at her hand, it was blood on it; she panicked. She then began to cry harder. She got up slowly grabbed her keys and headed to the hospital. While on her way to the hospital, the pains in her stomach were coming harder, feeling like contractions. “Oh my God, please help me!” she cried. “It’s gone be ok, baby, just hold on.”













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As I sat on my crème and chocolate leather couch in a daze, I thought about my family’s future and me. I already finished cosmetology school. “Now I’m ready to get my career started.” I was thinking of my next move. Making sure it was my best move. Interrupted by a noise at the door, I came out of my daze looking towards the door only to see, my baby the love of my life, Black looking sexy as always.
“Hey babe,” He said, as he closed the door, “Why sitting on the couch with the TV off, what’s up?” As he walked towards the couch, I stood up and embraced him with a big hug and a kiss.
“I’m just sitting here thinking about my next move since I’m done with school.”
“Yeah, so, what you come up with?”
“I want to open up my own beauty shop, you know everybody be wanting to get their hair done.”
“That sounds cool, I think you should do it. That’s money right there, especially if it’s something that you really want to do, I say go ahead. You got a lot of clientele already, so you don’t have to worry about that. Then when you do it and promote your business, your clientele will get bigger.” He sounded more excited than I was. “Shit, I can have some of my young niggas promote that shit, get you some flyers made and pass them out. You know I’ma back you every step of the way.”
“I thought about it over and over, I talked to Nevaeh about it and she said the same thing. My momma said it would be a good idea too. She’s going to be keeping Malik for me while I get it all together.”
“Speaking of Malik, where’s my ’ nigga at?”
“He is in the room sleep. His ’ badass has been sleeping for a while. He should be getting up in a minute, he been sleep it seems like all day.”
Yes, I went ahead and decided to keep my baby, although, knowing that it will be a struggle, I just couldn’t see me giving the baby to people I didn’t know, or going through all the pain from an abortion, and killing an innocent child. He didn’t ask to be here, I couldn’t see myself getting an Abortion. I don’t regret it not one bit. I loved my son to death. When he was born, I realized that it was time to grow up and be the woman/mother that I needed to be.
“Alright, look, this is what I’m going to do, you know you my baby and I will do anything for you?”
“Yep, I do,” I responded with confidence.
“Whatever yo’ spoiled ass want, you get it. I’ma give you whatever money you need to get this started. I want you to accomplish your goal and succeed. So call around to some real estate brokers and go from there. Oh, and when you are looking for the building, make sure it’s in an open area. Don’t trip off the price, money ain’t a problem.”
I was smiling so hard I know all my damn teeth were showing. I was overwhelmed with joy that had just made my day, “Thank you so much,” I hugged him so tight, “I love you so much, you are the best. Man, I don’t know what I’ll do without you. First thing tomorrow morning I’ma start making some phone calls around for an Agent. Ooh! I can’t wait. I’m getting the girls, and we about to celebrate.”
“You better get ready you really about to have haters, you think they hatin’ on you now.” Huh, we both laughed.
“I know, but I’m not gone let that worry me. I’ve been having them all my life; it just motivates me even more. I’m not worrying about them, I’ma worry about opening up my shop, and getting it hooked up. Man, I can’t wait, I am so happy right now I’m feeling like a kid in a candy store.”
“You crazy, girl.”
“Come here,” I said and grabbed him close to me. His lips touched mines, I started kissing him his lips were so soft. I stuck my tongue in his mouth, playing with his tongue. He grabbed my ass rubbing and squeezing on it. I slowly started unbuckling his belt, sliding his pants down to his ankles. I rubbed on his dick through his polo boxer briefs, instantly his manhood began to rise.
“Sit right here on this couch and don’t move,” I said lightly pushing him down. He sat there looking me up and down, licking on his bottom lip. He was getting excited, Mr. Long Wood was trying to bust out.
“Take them off,” I said in my sexy voice, gesturing to his briefs. I slid off my pants, took off my wife beater, my Victoria Secret purple bra, and lace thongs. He sat there looking in amazement. I straddled him and pulled his shirt off.
“Damn! I've been waiting for this for two days.” He said as if it’s been weeks.
“Well, two days is not a long time you good. You’re not overdue yet.”
As I sat on him, I put his hard wood inside of me and let out a loud moan. “Mmm,” I smiled.
He grabbed my fully round ass with both his hands and started pushing his dick in slow and hard while licking and sucking on my nipples. The shaft of his black shiny dick grew bigger and harder as I rose up and down.
“Ooh, daddy! This dick feels so good.”
“Shhh, we don’t want to wake Malik.” He whispered, putting his finger to his mouth.
I started rolling my hips, bouncing up and down on his hard thickness, my juices were dripping down between his thighs. As I licked and sucked on his neck, he shivered and whispered, “Ooh ’ mamma, it feels good baby, bounce on daddy’s dick. Give it to daddy, give it to me, girl.”
I arched my back and put my hands back on his knees, and started rolling my hips around, up and down, back and forth. He rubbed and sucked on my breast, as we look into each other’s eyes. I jumped off and started licking, sucking, and playing with the head of his dick, at the same time massaging it with both my hands, rubbing it up and down with a twist. I spit on it, getting it wetter, hopped back on, and started bouncing on it. “Mmm, Ahh, oh my God, oh daddy… Fuck me harder, daddy… , fuck me!” I moaned constantly in his ear.
Rubbing all on my body, he grabbed my hips and pushed himself hard and deep into my wet pussy. My pussy started pulsating, “Ahh, Ahh! Baby, I’m ,” I took the couch pillow covering my mouth, to drown out my moans.
“Yeah, oh yeah,” He whispered, “Cum with me baby!” We both came long and hard together, and let out moans of relief.
“Damn! That shit was good. You got my legs shaking.” I said as I laid on the couch looking at the ceiling with a smile on my face.
When we would have sex, we would make magic, I loved it, and It would have me floating on cloud nine .
“You better stop coming in late, you be missing out on all this good stuff,” I said, and turned around and hit my ass, showing him what he been missing.
“I’m not worried, because when I get it, I get it, and I get it good.” He responded, and then kissed me on the lips.
“Boy, whatever, shut up,” I picked up my clothes and headed to the bathroom.
I hopped in the shower after our good sex session, with the biggest smile on my face. He sure knew how to make me feel good.
Knock! Knock! “Come in,”
“Mommy I have to use the bathroom,” Malik said as he pushed open the door, jumping up and down as if he couldn't hold it any longer.
“Go ahead, and you know your daddy is here?”
“It’s hot in here,” Malik said, as the steam had filled the bathroom, and then added, “I know I saw him. Mommy, you want me to close the door?”
“Yes, I do. Boy, you better flush that toilet and wash your ’ nasty ass hands before you leave out of here. And, tell your daddy, I’ll be out in a minute.”
“Okay, mommy,” He left out and closed the door behind him.
“Daddy, my mommy said she will be out in a minute.”
“Alright,”
“Daddy, if you go to my granny house, can I go with you?” He asked sitting on the couch next to Black.
“She will pick you up, she said you could stay for the weekend. Your momma will pack your overnight bag. So, get you some toys and you can take them with you, so you won’t be bored over there like you were the last time.”
“Alright, can I take my PlayStation with me then?”
“What’s wrong with the one I bought for you to keep over there?”
Throwing his hands up hunching his shoulders, “I don’t know, I think it’s broke.”
“What do you mean, you think it’s broke? You have to start taking better care of your things, or you will not be having anything. I’m not about to keep buying you all this stuff, and you not taking care of it.”
Malik stood there with a sad face as if he wanted to cry. Black gave in, “Go ahead, and you better bring this one back in one piece, or this will be your last one.”
That’s all he was waiting to hear, “Yay, I can take my game.” He was happy as long as he had that game.
“You make sure you keep up with your shit over there, Man. The last time you left some stuff it hasn't been returned.”
“I’ma make sure I put everything back in my bag when I’m done.” Malik ran into his room to get his toys together.
“What you got on? It smells good.” Black asked as I walked into the living room.
“That Chanel you got me last year for my birthday.”
“You had that shit for a long time. Damn! I didn’t know it smelled that good, make a nigga want to eat cha’.”
“So did you enjoy your session?” He asked rubbing my back.
“Hell yeah I did, I always do. I don’t think I will ever get tired of that.” I said pointing to his pants, “I know one thing, though, you bet not give my shit away to anybody.”
He grabbed his blunt off the counter, lit it up, and then walked past me smacking me on my butt. “This is all you, no other bitch can feel this.” He assured.
“It felt like it’s been a minute since I got that,” I said grabbing on the front of his pants.
“Well, you better stop holding out then.”
“Holding out, by the time you come in my ass be knocked out. You need to start coming in early then, that’s what you got all those workers for.”
“Alright, well tonight I will be waiting up, naked under the sheets.” He stated.
“That’s what I’m talking about, you talking my kind of language now.”
“I was kind of tired when I came in. I feel like lying down, shit that drained a nigga. I now, I’m about to take a quick nap, a nigga burnt out. Oh, Nevaeh called when you were in the shower.”
“Oh yeah, I forgot, we supposed to be going out tonight, let me start getting ready. I’ma get his stuff together, my momma should be here in a minute.”
“Daddy, I’m ready,” Malik says coming out his room with his backpack full of toys.
“Boy, where are you going with all them damn toys? You are not staying over there forever.” I took some of the toys and put them away.
“I already talked to him he’s going to keep up with his stuff this time.”
“Well, that’s good but, that’s too many toys for him to be taking.”
“Your granny will be here a little while, just hold tight son.”
“Oh, I wanted to ride in your truck, so I can watch cartoons.” He tells Black.
“Well, your granny is already coming, so maybe next time I’ll take you. You can just listen to the radio in her car.”
“Yeah, but hers don’t go loud like yours, and her car doesn't go fast,” He responded. Black and I both looked at each other and laughed.

“You too much ’ dude,” Black stated shaking his head.


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 Queen C's Publishing is bringing it to you straight from the  Streets; A Hood Novel that will have you glued to the pages, anxious the page, and crying. Hood Girlz was written in  a way so that everyone who reads it will be able to relate to it. Chyna brings you some Betrayal, Drama, Loyalty, and Envy. This book is a must read and a must have.









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Growing up in Compton, raised by a and no father, became familiar with struggling at a very young age.
  As a teen she and her closest friends grew to understand that MONEY is absolutely necessary for . By any and all means, Money is a must.
  But more than they realize,money is the line between LOYALTY and BETRAYAL.
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