Bad Apple - the Baddest Chick(61)
“Easier said than done.”
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Guy Tony had been in business with Supreme since he was fifteen. He remembered the day when he had no one, and was homeless and starving on the cold city streets. He was willing to steal just for a meal and slept in the parks during the coldest days, trying to keep himself warm by bundling up in layers of clothing. Guy’s parents were both killed on the streets when he was eight, and there was no other family to take him in. He was put into foster care, but ran away when he was thirteen, and had been surviving on the streets ever since then.
Supreme pulled him off the streets, put clothes on his back, and fed him. He put money in Guy Tony’s pocket and treated him like a human being, while everyone else just ignored him and looked down at him like he was shit they were trying to scrape off from the bottom of their shoes. Guy began to resent society and thought about suicide most days, but it was Supreme who brought him back to life.
Supreme’s generosity came with a cost, though. Guy Tony began doing Supreme’s dirty work, beating up men and sometimes women who failed to pay on time, even setting up and shooting people who crossed his boss. Supreme had Guy Tony in the trenches, hustling and working in the same streets he had rescued him from.
Guy Tony was once a humble and shy young man, but his years of working for Supreme had changed him into something that most days he wasn’t proud of. He had witnessed things in the past four years that kept him up at night. One such thing was Nichols’ murder. He hated having witnessed what Supreme’s goons did to that young girl. He wished he hadn’t been there. Yet, being the loyal disciple he was, he kept his mouth shut, not wanting to be a snitch.
*****
As Guy Tony lay between Apple’s legs after climaxing, she gently stroked his ego and low haircut, asking, “You love me?”
He looked up at her and sincerely replied, “Apple, you know that I’ve loved you since grade school, but shit changed. I ain’t that young boy anymore. I’ve seen and done things that I’m not proud of, but to go against the man that brought me life and hope . . . yo, you asking too much.”
“Am I, Anthony?” Apple said, calling him by the name she once knew him by when they were kids.
He laughed. “Nobody has called me that since I was ten.”
“You remember when we would play together and how close we used to be? We were young, but you promised to look after me, like in the fairytales we used to read. You were my prince. How did things go so wrong between us?” Apple was kicking game.
“I don’t know.”
The two had grown up together, but felt like strangers because it’d been so long since they’d shared words together. While they talked, Apple kept stroking him like he was a soft puppy in her arms. Convincing him to go along with her plan was harder than she’d expected. Supreme had seriously brainwashed Guy Tony. Still, she was determined to get through to him.
*****
Two weeks after their affair started, Apple continued trying to win over Guy Tony to go along with her agenda. They continued to f-uck, but with Supreme back home, they had to be more discreet.
Supreme started to become more abusive toward Apple, and when her mother would try to stop him, he would threaten to take away everything she had and beat her too, forcing Denise to look on helplessly while her daughter suffered. But Denise cared more about the good life than saving her daughter from the hands of a monster.
Guy Tony hated that Supreme suddenly started to beat on Apple for every little thing she did wrong. Apple would try to fight back, but Supreme always overpowered her. Guy Tony would stand there watching the abuse, which reminded him of the way he stood there watching her little sister suffer the same way. Guy Tony kept his composure, but his eyes became more menacing.
One night, Supreme attacked Apple so bad that he’d left her unable to move in the living room. He stormed out of the apartment, leaving Guy Tony to watch over the badly beaten Apple.
Guy Tony picked her up and took her into the bedroom to lay her across the bed. He then tended to her wounds.
When Apple looked up at him with her black-and-blue eye, and bruised cheek, he said, “I’ll do it.”
Apple smiled, weakly.
She now had Guy Tony where she wanted him—doing the dirty work. She knew she couldn’t pull the hit off by herself. With Supreme out the way, a new day would dawn. Apple felt she was skilled and vicious enough to fill his shoes in the illicit business he had built.
Smiling, she rose up to passionately kiss Guy Tony like he would be the only man she would love from now on.
Guy held Apple in his arms affectionately, not wanting to let her go. He was ready to do the unimaginable for her—murder Supreme, the man who he had looked up to like a father since he was fifteen. The wheels started to turn, and Apple was ready to solidify her destiny in the underworld.
*****
Several days later, Apple was so horny and intoxicated with sexual pleasure that her voracious lovemaking pushed her physical boundaries that night—from biting, pinching, and slapping to autoerotic asphyxiation and creative breaches of body cavities. She became a beast. It turned her on knowing that Supreme would soon meet his demise at the hands of the man he once trusted and even called his own son.
So she f*cked Supreme like never before, riding him with the bed shaking wildly and feeling his thick erection rooted in her, filling her up. It was the point of no return for her.