The Rise Of Harlem's Princess 1-3 Boxset

by Chrissy J

  “Goddess I’m asking for your forgiveness I know I fucked up and we would never be what we use to be, I just want us to be friends for the sake of Lil man. I haven’t see my sons in three months and I’m missing them” he said

  “I’ll have to think about this, my father would get in contact with you in regards of you seeing Lil man. But let me make this clear you only get an hour to be around him and Jay-Jay and there would be a bodyguard with them, I don’t trust you Eddie and that’s not good” I said hanging up on him, I heard all I needed to hear from him.

  “So when are you going to let him see the boys?” my father asked

  “In a week I’ll have you set up a meeting spot for him to meet you and the boys, I want Bookie there with you” I told him

  “Food ready” Mary said coming inside the den

  “Alright Princess, I hope you know what you doing. Because I wouldn’t hesitate to put a bullet in Eddie head” my father said we all walked out the den and sat down in the dining room to eat.

  Chapter 25

  After the sit down with my father and Uncle I had a lot of shit on my mind, I wanted to know who plan the hit besides Ashley and Star. There had to be someone behind the scene because I knew those to scary ass bitches wasn’t built like that to be shooting at me in broad day light, somebody had to be feeding them some bullshit and gassing up their head. I knew they days were numbered.

  Labor day came I was on my way to Brooklyn to see my mother, she was having a big BBQ in Lincoln Terrace Park plus my Nana was up here. Her and Granny was going to Eastern Parkway to see the parade it’s been over ten years since they been on the parkway for the parade so it was a special day for them. I got Sparkle, Fantasy and Lil man dressed in red and black, black shorts and red shirts with their black and red Jordan number 5’s along with the Trinidad flag. I was dressed in some white short booty hugging shorts with a red fitted tank top and the same Jordan’s as the kids covered my size four feet, I had my hair up in a ponytail and me and Asia was on our way to Brooklyn. I was kind of upset that Hershey couldn’t come with us but she told me I better bring her a plate back, we all got inside my white Porsche Truck that Kendu brought me a week after I came home. We drove to Brooklyn rocking Soca Music all the way.

  “Diva” my Little brothers yelled running to me when I walked in the park, the parade didn’t start yet but the park was packed.

  “Hey y’all, where is mommy at?” I asked hugging them; Booger took Sparkle from me while Deandre took both the twins hands.

  “She right over there” Deandre said

  “Hey Ma” I said hugging her she looked at what I had on and smirked

  “Ken let you come out with those booty shorts?” she asked laughing

  “Please Ma I’m grown, where Nana?” I asked sitting at the picnic table that was over flowing with hot dog and hamburger buns

  “She on her way with Granny” she said kissing the twins before picking up Sparkle.

  “Ok you need me to do anything?” I asked

  “Nah I got everything covered” she said, An hour later me, Nana, Granny and the rest of the females was on the Parkway. You know me; Story and Harlem showed our asses we haven’t been to Trinidad for the Caravel so we were partying with the West Indians in New York on the Parkway. Destra Garcia - its Carnival came on me and Story went bananas that was our shit.

  Everybody take ah jump, take ah jump, take ah jump up now

  Start to wave, start to wave, start to wave up now

  Start to wine, start to wine, start to wine up now

  Because, it's Carnival

  So put yuh flag dem in de air, in de air, in de air

  Stomp yuh foot dem on de ground, on de ground, on de ground

  And lemme see you pull yuh rag, pull yuh flag, pull yuh rag

  And let dem know we comin' down, comin' down, comin' down

  So push yuh bumper like ah truck, like ah truck, like ah truck

  Well lemme see yuh push it back, push it back, push it back

  And when yuh ready take ah jump, take ah jump, take ah jump up now

  Because, it's Carnival

  We was having so much fun I haven’t been on the parkway since I was fifth teen and it felt good to be around my people, after whining our bodies and waving our flags for two hours Nana and Granny was ready to go back to the park.

  “Y’all had fun?” my father asked smiling as he looked at us our hair was sweated out and we was breathing hard

  “Mello you should’ve seen these two Gals of yours Eh, they was whining like they was in a video” Granny joked laughing

  “Pauline they don’t remind you of us growing up on the island and going to Carnival?” Nana asked laughing

  “Greta hush now, I don’t want my granddaughter knowing we were bad back in the day” Granny laughed and so did everybody else; we stayed in the park partying with the family and having a good time. My mother made Hershey two plates because there was too much food to put on one plate there was Curry Goat, jerk chicken, curry chicken rice and black beans, jerk shrimp, red snapper, Roti bread baked macaroni n cheese, baked ziti, macaroni salad, potatoes salad honey mustard with honey whole chicken, BBQ chicken, pork ribs, beef ribs and every cake you could name. My family went all out there had to be over ten coolers with beers, red stripes and Guinness.

  “You know we going to have problems right?” Kendu said standing behind me and wrapping his arms around me

  “Why is that Mr. Kendu?” I asked pressing my but on him

  “You know why, look at these shorts you got on. You trying to make me catch a case” he joked kissing behind my ear

  “No I’m not, did you eat?” I asked turning to look at him he was wearing some blue True religion shorts with a white True Religion shirt and some Blue and white Jordan #7’s his braids was done in a crazy design with a fresh shape up, I licked my lips.

  “Your mom’s making me a plate now, I heard you were shaking all my ass up on the parkway” he joked kissing me

  “Who told you that?” I asked slapping his chest

  “You already know who told me” he said smirking and nodding his head at Granny who were all smiles holding both Italy and Sparky. The twins were running around with m lil brothers along with Street daughter Maya.

  “Dang Granny, you suppose to be on my side” I said she winked at me. After everybody was nice and drunk my mother started in on my father

  ‘I knew this sit was going to happen, where Story ass?’ I asked myself, everybody knew my mother and Story didn’t like each other and any time my mother had words with my father Story was right there dishing out words of her own towards my mother putting me in the middle of a battle that I didn’t want to be in.

  “Mel where your wife at?” my mother asked slurring at her words

  “Meek why we go through this every time the families get together?” my father asked

  “Because you used me nigga, you played me like a fool once again that’s why” my mother yelled

  “Tameka calm down” Nana said

  “Nah Mama, he played me. He knew I would take care of him and nurse his no good ass back to health while his bitch went MIA on his ass leaving him and his son. And for him to walk away from me when he got better just to run back to her it’s fucked up” my mother said

  “Tameka you wasn’t making him happy and you know it, you only was with my father for his money so go ahead with all the bullshit you spitting” Story said putting her Corona down and standing up.

  “Diva you better get your bitch ass sister before I stomp a mud hole in her ass” my mother warned

  “Come on, we was just having a good time” I said standing up from Kendu lap

  “Who the fuck are you calling a bitch? You fucking trick” Story yelled taking a step towards my mother

  “Story fall back, I’m not about to let you fight my mother” I warned sister or no sister this was my mother and I’ll beat the shit out of somebody if they disrespect my mother

  “D your
mom’s way outta line” Story said I looked at my father

  “At any time you could get in the middle of this shit, it’s because of you they even getting ready to throw blows at each other” I said

  “Story calm down, Meek you feel that kind of way towards me then stop fucking calling me and inviting me to your shit. When I left you I left your ass with a house and a nice size bank account, it never was in me to leave you. You held me down like a true rider and I’m grateful for that, but I can’t be with someone I’m not happy with” my father said walking away from us. I just shook my head they was both crazy, I knew I had to talk to Story about her jumping at my mother. That was a no no in my book, after the show down me and Asia got the kids and left. Kendu told me he would meet us home after he dropped Ha off so I gave him Hershey plate.

  Once we got home I washed the kids up and they fell out, I jumped in the shower and put on a silk night gown from Victoria Secret. I left my hair out and curly to air dry and then I went down to the living room.

  “Your mother and sister really need to stop all that bullshit” Asia said walking in the living room with some booty shorts and a wife beater her hair was up in a bun and she didn’t have on a bra, I just stared at her, her body went back down to her normal size after having Jay-Jay her thighs got thicker but other than that her body was perfect.

  “Tell me about” I said lighting a blunt

  “That shit always leave you in the middle and it will only look fucked up if you choose sides” she said sitting next to me, she looked in my face as I blew smoke out my mouth

  “They already know I’m not going to choose sides, I know one thing Story better stay in her place because if she jumps bad at my mother again I ain’t going to say anything. I’m going to let my mother teach her a lesson” I said passing her the blunt.

  “That’s your father job, he need to keep Story in her place” Asia said I agreed with her, but I knew my father wasn’t going to say nothing to Story about her disrespect towards my mother. Story was just like Mary in so many ways and my father secretly enjoyed the fact that woman was fighting over him. I didn’t have time for all that bullshit, everybody knew I would put a bullet in somebody head when it came to my father or anybody in my family. But I wasn’t going to be outside jumping out the window over bullshit and that was something me and Story was different at, she was known for jumping out the window and ready for whatever. Don’t get me wrong I stayed ready for whatever jumped off but I was more of a thinker, Story was sure enough uncle Mike niece because she acted like him more and more every day.

  I just didn’t play that disrespect shit when it came to my mother so after Labor Day Story stayed her distances and I stayed mine, she felt like I was choosing sides. I told her straight up I wasn’t taking anyone of their side but I wasn’t going to let her or anybody disrespect my mother, she bitched and complain to my father about me but I didn’t care to hear the bullshit she was talking to my father about me. I haven’t spoken to my father since Labor Day because he always babied Story, I think it was the guilt of not being a part of her life that made him do her bidding. We were in the third week of September and Hershey was due any day.

  “Chica I think my water broke” Hershey said as soon as I answered the house phone, I sat up in the bed and mushed Ken it was three in the morning

  “Yo what’s your problem?” Ken asked moving away from me

  “Hershey water broke she in labor, Hersh just breathe how we learn in the video” I said getting off the bed Ken followed me

  “Diva I’m breathing, but this shit hurt” she cried

  “Hershey where is Ha?” I asked throwing on some Aero sweat pants and sweater with some flip flops, Kendu threw on his jeans and sweater he had on earlier in the day and we was out the door,

  “He sleep, I didn’t wake him up” Hershey said

  “Bitch I’m going to kick your ass, you call and wake me up and your man can sleep” I joked getting inside my blue Range Rover

  “Diva I’m scared, what if something happens to him or me while I’m in the devilry room?” Hershey asked

  “Hershey nothing going to happen to you or Ha Jr, I’m almost at your crib where you at?” I asked

  “I’m in the bathroom naked so make sure Ken stays his sexy ass in the room” she joked

  “I see you’re not in that much pain to talk about how sexy my baby is” I said winking at Kendu who was laughing

  “Whatever I’ll see you when you get here” she said hanging up, I got to her house in ten minutes I knew I was taking a risk by being outside after curfew but I didn’t give a fuck my Hershey was bringing my god son into the world and I was going to be front and center. Me and Ken walked inside the house with the key I had, we walked straight upstairs to Hershey room Ha was knocked out snoring loud as hell.

  “Ha wake your ass up” I yelled he jumped up grabbing his nine from under his pillow

  “Hershey in labor bruh” Ken said laughing and turning the light on

  “Yo y’all niggas was about to get blasted on, where Hershey?” he asked jumping off the bed I walked to the bathroom

  “Ha grabbed her some clothes and bring it the bathroom” I yelled opening the bathroom door Hershey was putting make up on with a towel wrapped around her pregnant body

  “Bitch we not going to a photo shoot” I joked walking to her

  “I will not be looking tore up in pictures or in your bullshit video, because I know you got your camcorder ready to tape this shit” she laughed

  “And you know this man” I said in my best Chris Tucker voice

  “Here Diva” Ken said knocking on the door, I open the door grabbing Hershey clothes from him and helping her get dressed. By the time we got the hospital Hershey was nine cm, September 19 , 2012 at 5:15 am Hakim Royal Rogers was born weighing 9lbs 9oz 21 inches long, I held Hershey hand the whole time while Ha videotaped the birth. He let me cut the umbilical cord. I feel in love with his toffee skin and Hazel eyes, he had a head full of curly locks.

  “Awe Hershey he so beautiful” I said kissing her forehead while she held the baby

  “Thank you Chica, he look like my Sparky” she said and she wasn’t lying Kendu and his family genes were strong, Italy who is Street and Story daughter looked just like Sparkle and Army daughter.

  “Yea he look like her but I see all you in his face too” I said looking down at my God Son, after staying the hospital with Hershey and Ha for an hour me and Ken left I posted a picture of me and Hershey with the baby on my Facebook page.

  Chapter 26

  “Hello”

  “Please hold, go ahead, hello” I heard Jewel say on the other end of the phone

  “What’s up Jewel? Did you get the money I sent you?” I asked sitting behind my desk in my office at the Salon

  “Yes I received it, thanks girl” she said

  “No problem, how you been holding up in there since Tima been out?” I asked signing some paper work

  “I’m hanging in there, I’m just ready to get out and be with my son” she said I could hear the sadness in her voice

  “Stop worrying about that, Ms. Brooks is one of the best that work at Ms. Goldstein practice. I have some good news, I was able to see Jason and he misses his mama” I said

  “I miss him to, how he looks? Does he look like he being abused?” she asked

  “No Jewel he’s not getting abused, Ms. Brooks spoke to the ACS worker that is handling your case and she placed him with a family that has a son and daughter of their own and they are treating him real good”

  “That’s so good to hear, I was scared they put my son in a foster home” she said

  “He’s not in foster care and you can breathe easy now” I told her reading over the orders for the chairs and dryers

  “Thank you so much Diva, I owe you” she said

  “Nah you don’t owe me anything” I said signing some papers

  “Look the phone about to cut off, can I call you later on?” Jewel asked
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br />   “Yea, that was a dumb ass question. Talk to you later” I said laughing

  “Alright D, I’ll call you later on” she said and the phone clicked, I sat back behind my desk and thought about Jewel and every other female that was on locked down. Away from their kids and loved ones, I didn’t want to go back to jail and be away from my kids. I knew if I lost my trail and had to go back to jail I would go with my head held high and do my time like a soldier, even if I had to be away from my kids.

  Two weeks went by since Hershey had the baby; I notice the signs of postpartum depression in Hershey. Ha said she didn’t want to hold the baby or feed him, I wanted to know what her deal was because when she first had him she didn’t want to put him down. And this wasn’t like Hershey, something was eating at her and I was going to find out what it was.

  I drove to Hershey House after meeting up with Bookie and talking about the progress that was going on with Ashley and one of our young boys Mack, Bookie told me he was doing everything I told him to do. Mack was a Lil cutie both me and Hershey watched him grow up, he was a straight A student on his way to collage to play basketball but as life would have it his mother was diagnosed with Cancer and they didn’t have the money to pay for her medical bills and medication. I was the one to put him on, I didn’t want to because I knew he was a good dude and he wasn’t in the streets like that. I tried giving him the money for the shit he needed but he told me he rather work for the money instead of taking any handouts from me. I had to respect his Lil ass and the shit he spit, I put him under Bookie and that turned out to be one of the best move I ever made. He was making us money left and right and he had a little goon squad that shoot first and never ask questions.

  “Ha I’m on my way to the crib to pick up Lil Ha” I said into the car phone

  “Alright Lil ma, I’m in here” he said hanging up I could hear the stress in his voice and I knew he was at the end of his rope with Hershey and the way she treated Lil Ha, this was supposed to be a happy time for them. I got to Hershey crib and let myself in, Hershey was in the kitchen and the baby was inside his swing crying.