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  No Love No Pain!

  By:

  Tiffany McHenry

  No Love No Pain!

  Copyright © Tiffany McHenry, 2018

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  ISBN-13:

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  Table of Contents

  Title Page

  Copyright Page

  No Love No Pain

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

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  DEDICATION:

  Therece Fleming (Mom)

  Darin Fleming (Dad)

  La'Jon Huff (Son)

  Keyshawn Robinson (Son)

  Michael Fleming (Brother)

  Darin Fleming Jr. (Brother)

  To the people mentioned above thank you for believing in me and inspiring me. A special dedication to Rosalyn McHenry who is no longer here with us; she always told me to never give up on anything I do, and I didn't that is why I went all the way through with this book.

  To my kids Keyshawn & La'Jon, I love you both with all my heart and Mommy will always be there to love you and support you.

  "Nothing in life comes easy; hard work pays off"

  ACKNOWLEDGMENTS:

  I want to thank God first and foremost for making all this possible for me. I want to acknowledge my kids Keyshawn and La'Jon; you guys are my heart, my strength, and my everything. I want to thank my whole family for being there through all the hard times. I love you all. We have had ups and downs but trust me; we learned from every experience. I also want to thank my readers for you guys support, without you guys I would not be where I am today.

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  CONTENTS:

  Chapter 1: Diamond

  Chapter 2: Diamond

  Chapter 3: Keisha

  Chapter 4: Diamond

  Chapter 5: Diamond

  Chapter 6: Tiny

  Chapter 7: J-Rock

  Chapter 8: J-Rock

  Chapter 9: J-Rock

  Chapter 10: Diamond

  Chapter 11: Diamond

  Chapter 12: Diamond

  Chapter 1

  Diamond

  It all started back when I was thirteen years old playing in the living room of my parent’s home. I remember playing with my doll, and then I heard a loud boom coming from the kitchen. I jumped right up screaming Mommy, Daddy, where are you? I did not get a response. When I finally made it to the kitchen area to my surprise, I saw both of my parents lying on the floor in a puddle of blood. I went right over to my mom's lifeless body and lifted her head up and started begging to God; please, please, don't let my parents die in front of me. Please Lord, give them back. Crying and screaming. It was too late though both of my parents were dead. From what I been told the cops had received a call that there were two people with guns, breaking in their neighbor’s home. When the cops finally got to my parent's house, all they saw was two shadows and just rushed in shooting. Leaving me a scared little girl with no parents, and all alone. It was months before I would talk to anyone. My attitude changed from a sweet little girl to a mean little bitch. Whenever I heard police cars go by, I instantly became outraged, ready to shoot at one of them if I had a gun. I picked up an attitude towards anyone who wore a badge. While in foster care homes, the families would send me back. No one was getting through to me. I would get mad over the smallest things. Sometimes I would even lock myself in the bathrooms and rooms for days at a time.

  One particular day, I saw a clean-cut man come into the agency wanting to adopt a teen girl. He told Ms. Taylor that he had lost his teenage daughter to gun violence, and he just wanted another girl to raise and love as his own. Ms. Taylor was my counselor and my overseer. I remember her asking the guy what his name was. He replied as Mr. Black. She asked Mr. Black to fill out all the necessary forms and wait a few weeks to be contacted. She told him that they would be in contact as soon as they could. A few weeks later Mr. Black was back in the office. Ms. Taylor asks Mr. Black to follow her. As they were walking Ms. Taylor told Mr. Black, there were three girls by the name of Diamond, Tyra, and Angel in the age group he was looking for. Ms. Taylor took him to all three rooms when he reached my room he stared deep into my eyes and said: “I will take Diamond”. Ms. Taylor said for him to come back up front and fill out the rest of the required paperwork to proceed with adopting me. The next month, I was moving into Mr. Black’s home in LA. He quickly explained to me that he was not trying to be my father, but someone I could call Dad. I had been staying with Mr. Black for almost a year, and the entire time I was there, he would peep in on me while I change my clothes. He had peepholes in the bathroom. He would watch me while I was taking showers and using the toilet. He would take pictures of me nude and give himself a hard-on. As time went on, he began to put my hands on him to jack him off.

  When I turn seventeen, he started forcing me to have sexual intercourse with him. I would try to push him off, but I was too weak compared to him. Every night I would lay and cry wishing God would bring my parents back. Every night Mr. Black would stumble drunk into my room and force himself on me. I would feel so nasty and dirty. Afterward, I would shower repeatedly and scrub my skin hard to wash the germs and filth away. There were nights I would climb out the bathroom window and climb onto the roof and just cry. I would pray and talk to God and tell him that when I got older that I would find a way to help kids of my age dealing with this type of lifestyle. There were many nights that I would sleep on the rooftop just so Mr. Black could not touch me.

  I spent three years of my life with a man that molested me nearly every day. I told myself when I turned eighteen that my life would be different. I ended up going to the store and never went back. I left LA and went to Sacramento, California, where my mother's parents had lived. I told my grandparents everything that had happened to me with Mr. Black. All my grandmother could do was just apologize for them not knowing what had happened to me. My grandmother explained to me that the agency told them that they were too old to become the guardians of me. They were told that they already had placed me in a home with someone age appropriate and with better resources to take care of me. She told me that this broke their hearts but there was nothing they could do. I told my grandmother I am here now, so nothing else matters. I hadn't seen my grandparents since I was ten years old. The first night I got to grandma’s, she cooked my all-time favorite meatloaf, mashed potatoes, and corn. It was good to be around people who loved me. After eating, I took a shower and got ready for bed couldn't sleep I just couldn’t shake the feeling that Mr. Black would be coming to molest me again even though he was more than 100 miles away. There were plenty of nights where I would just sit in bed and just cry myself to sleep.

  Chapter 2

  Diamond

  After several months went by, at my grandma's. I landed a job. It was at this strip club called Foxy's. I was bringing in five hundred to a thousand dollars a night, and it was time to get my spot. I got up went and got a newspaper and started calling some apartments in Citrus height area. One lady answer and I set up to meet her at three o’ clock.

  I went to my closet pulled out a pair of seven jeans and a cute blouse, some stilettos and got dressed. I was out the door. I open my 745i BMW trunk and put Jaheim in
my CD changer. It took me about 10 mins to get to the Sunrise Apartments. They were very nice apartments. The lady took all my info, and as I waited for approval, I was nervous and excited all at once. The lady came back 20 minutes later and told me I was approved and could move in next week. I gave her my deposit and officially got my keys that following week. Now that I had my place, a car and a good life, it still wasn't enough for me. I wanted more, and I felt like I was missing something.

  As I was leaving to head to work from my apartment, I noticed some young-looking drug dealers on the corner of the building hustling. This continued for the next two weeks. I would just watch how they were getting down and thought to myself; I could do what they're doing. After coming to that realization, I knew that it was time to get money just like them. I just needed a supplier and a crew to get money like them young niggas were. I knew my boss AJ knew some kind of connection. I got to work and started an inquiry, and AJ told me he knew someone name J-Rock. AJ called J-Rock and told him he needed him to come to the club. He told AJ he would be there in 15 mins.

  Right on time, J-Rock came walking in, I recognized him from getting a few private dances from me in the past, so I knew the nigga had money. AJ said that J-Rock was from San Francisco and was a

  straight street hustler. When he formally introduced us, we immediately hit it off.

  J-Rock would come by the club several nights a week and watch me strip. I know he liked what he saw, so I always teased him; I would put my ass in his face then reached back and pulled my panties back and forth revealing little shots of my hot pink pussy. I knew I really turned him on by giving him a lap dance. J-Rock was stunned and didn't know what to say or do. I would leave him hot, sweaty and hard. One night after the club J-Rock offered to take me out to eat, and I accepted. I told him I would follow him I was smiling as I walked away.

  Fast forward J-Rock and I had been seeing each other for a year now. J-Rock started showing me the inside world of money, murder, and mistrust. I had never seen this side of the drug game, fancy cars, jewelry, and nice restaurants. J-Rock would wine and dine me. He was the first man that made me feel like a real woman. When J-Rock was around I felt really special, but I knew that I couldn't fall in love with him. I knew that I had to keep a hard ass appearance up. So, therefore, I held back my true feelings for him. I knew I would have to face him one day when the time comes for war.

  Chapter 3

  Keisha

  My cousin Keisha was getting out of prison, which I was on my way to get her. It was three o'clock when I finally pulled up to the prison to pick her up. When Keisha saw me, she ran up and grabbed me while asking what's up girl? I replied with telling her she was a crazy bitch. Questioning what she was thinking when she killed that man. Keisha said fuck all that; where are the money-making niggas. I replied laughing saying in due time you will get on but right now we need to handle some business first. I had heard that Mr. Black had adopted another foster girl and I wasn't pleased with that. Keisha knew all about Mr. Black.

  Keisha and I got on the next flight back to Fresno. That night we rode up to the house where many nights I had to fight off Mr. Black. We waited until all the lights went off, then entered through the bathroom window, where I crawled out many nights before. I remembered the promise I made to God that when I got older, I wasn't going to let any other kids go through what I did. Plus, the side promise I made that if it happened again, I was gonna take his black ass out and now it’s that time.

  While in the house we came up to my old room where we saw the little girl all balled up in her bed crying, Keisha went up and held the little girl in her arms, telling her it was alright. In the meantime, having flashbacks about when I had to fight him off me. I remembered crying out to my parents and wishing he would get off me. Keisha came out of the room with the little girl crying on her shoulders and asked me was I all right. Yes, cuz take her to the car. I will be there in a minute. Get

  yourself together baby. All right, she said. I left and went down to Mr. Black’s room door, opened it and seen his drunk ass lying across the bed naked. I walked over to him and tied his hands and feet to the bed. Then I did the craziest thing I got naked and started sucking his dick to get a rise out of him, and then I got on top of him to ride him. Mr. Black woke up wondering what was going on. I look down at him saying does it feel good, you like this don't you daddy, I know you do. This is the last shot of ass you will ever get. I reached back, grabbed my knife, sliced his dick off, and then taped it to his mouth. Telling him while he was bleeding to death and wondering why. No Love, No Pain bitch. I knew now my nightmares and cold sweats were over with that.

  Chapter 4

  Diamond

  Another year has passed, and now I am one of the top dealers in my city. I have doctors, lawyers, and hookers in my team. These ladies were nothing to fuck with either. When I give the word you better believe that is your ass. All she had to do was eliminate her competition. I wasn't sloppy with my work. I didn't pull up on the spot blasting at them fools. I would send my girls out to get them where it counts. You should never sleep with a woman you meet on a first date it might be your last. I knew that all niggas love ass and that was my advantage. I would send a hoe over to a fool to have sex, and while having sex, the hit would put a bullet dead between their eyes. I came up with the motto "No Love No Pain". I made my team promise to never let any man come before our loyalty. I was saying; basically, it's all right to have sex with a man but don't fall in love because you might have to take his ass out in the end. No love No pain was the words they used when taking a bitch out.

  I had taken over the whole downtown Sacramento. I ran my drug house out of the south side of the Sac with a shallow profile. Now all I had to do was take over the west side, and I know that was the wrong side of town from what I hear it belongs to J-Rock. J-Rock got the word from the street that I was sending a hit girl to take him out the game. He knew that he taught me everything about the game. How to cook, measure it and how to cut the rock and all the do’s and don'ts about the dope game. The one he expressed to me the most was never to cross him.

  Keisha crazy ass was about to walk to her car when four of J-Rock’s boys approached her. Keisha was one of those boss type bitches that went crazy and started a shooting with her man. She knew some crazy shit, and these fools were about to find out why they called that bitch crazy. As they started to approach her, she yells out. Let's do this, niggas. No Love No Pain. Then she whipped out two chrome-plated nines and fired them off at their asses laughing and yelling that’s all you, punk ass nigga got bring it, baby! Keisha killed three and wounded another of J-Rocks boys when J-Rock himself came up behind Keisha, shot her in the back of her head, and left before anyone saw him. The other girls heard that there was a shooting going on outside the club. They ran around the club looking for Keisha but couldn't find her. They started pushing people out of their way when they came to a sudden stop when they saw her lifeless body. Tears fell from Ice's face; she was mad as hell and looking for some payback. Tiny another girl from the click told Ice to come on because the cops were coming. Let's tell Diamond she will know what to do.

  After finding out my cousin was killed, I called a meeting at my apartment. All the girls came over to discuss who those fools were and what to do about them. When I heard the news reporter talking about the bodies that were found dead outside a local club, the reporter also indicated that there was one wounded and was airlifted to County Davis. I knew we had to get that fool before the cops take him to jail. I knew the head nurse at the hospital Kenya, so I called her up. Kenya answered in a Jamaican accent. Hello, Kenya this is diamond. What up baby haven't heard from you since the job that we pulled last year. So, what’s happening? I need a favor. You know that guy they brought in last night from the club? Kenya said I know what to do. Okay, baby, no love no pain. Kenya said she hung up the phone. I knew that they would have him watched around the clock. So, I had Ice, and Tiny go to the hospital to distract the two guard
s outside his room door, while the guards had their attention somewhere else. Kenya stepped into the room covered his mouth and then she cut his neck from ear to ear. As his death draws nearer the last words, he heard NO love NO pain. When the ladies saw Kenya leave the room, they knew the man was dead. They got the guards' number and smiled at them as they were getting on the elevator to leave. Kenya called me back and told me that the streets are saying it was a hit from J-Rock. Thanks, Kenya I will holla at you later. Now I was really mad. I had my girls roll up on J-Rock’s side of town shooting. Diamond earned her respect in the game. A lot of fools thought I was a pushover because I was a woman, but now those fools are dead or on the run from me. The battle between these J Rock and I went on for weeks, leaving a trail of bodies. There was a sergeant from the robbery-homicide division that wanted this case bad. Mr. Nelson is his name. He has gotten the name G-man from the streets. Because he loved the cases that had to do with drugs and murder.

  Meanwhile, I had to take care of some business overseas I had to take care of in Hong Kong. I helped prevent a young Chinese girl from being raped last year; the Chinese girl told me if I ever came to Hong Kong to look her up and that time came.

  When I arrived at Ti Lee's home, I was met by two-armed china men. One of them asked if I was Diamond, I replied yes, and he instructed me to follow him; They lead me up to what looked like a palace. I never saw a house so big and pretty. Ti never told me that her uncle just happens to be a member of the Chinese mafia. I heard someone call my name, as this five-foot-six man approached me with six armed men guarding him as if he was the President of China. I confirmed my identity. He said, therefore, you're the one that helped my niece. I'm pleased to meet you, sir. Ti told me a lot about you, but she never told me how fine you were. Damn if I was a few years younger, I may have tried to tap that ass. I was blushing when he told me that.