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by Tanya Cole


  “Excuse me? Jason, can we go now?” I ask.

  “Here are the keys. You can take yourself to the crib and pick me up when I get off.”

  “Huh?”

  “Yeah, I’ll talk to you later.” He says.

  I walk off frustrated. Jason is really tripping. If I got to do what’s right and leave Free alone- I will. I crank up and stop next to Jason before I leave off the parking lot. He gives me a crazy look and shakes his head. I adjust the seat and play around with the radio just to waste time. He ignores me. I pull off. I’m so hurt. Shit, I’m not fucked up about him not talking to me. I’m mad because he’s talking to some chick at our job. Did he just use me to get what he wanted?

  When I get to the crib, Trinity has an attitude. I ask her what’s up. She says I need to pay more money to live there. I say yes despite the fact that I pay her very well. I give her $150 every week and $50 for groceries. I work doubles on Wednesday until Sunday. So, I’m off on Monday and I work for eight hours on Tuesday. I leave at eight in the morning on Wednesday through Sunday and I don’t come in until after two in the morning. I eat at work between shifts. The only day I actually be there is Monday. I just graduated which means that I was also gone until it’s time to go to work. When I’m off, I am usually with Jason. Now, she comes with this bullshit.

  “Aight, I’ll start next week. Here’s a hundred dollars though until I get straight.” I say giving her half of my tips.

  “I’m out. I’ll be back in a little while. You got some mail too.” She says jumping in the car with her new best friend.

  Shit, it is hard as hell saving money with both of my siblings constantly making me pay all of their bills. I walk in the kitchen to at least see what she cooked today. I take the lids off the mustard greens and my stomach gets queasy. I run to the bathroom and throw up all the food I ate today. I take a shower and lay down until it’s time to pick up Jason from work. I’m sleeping so good that the first time the hand touches my breast, I just roll over. Then, I feel him reach inside my panties. I grab it. Maybe Trinity let Jason in. I turn on the lamp and it’s Trinity’s nasty ass baby daddy.

  “Da fuck you doing! Trinity!” I yell.

  “She ain’t here yet. But I told her how good you were looking laying down in the bed. That I just wanted a little touch. And she said it was cool.”

  “Nawl, nigga. It ain’t cool! Get the fuck outta here!”

  “Damn, don’t be stingy with that lil pussy. I bet you can make it clap like Trin?” he says laughing.

  “Get out!” I say pushing him out of the door.

  He laughs and walks into Trinity’s bedroom. I guess she let him move back in. I hate that disrespectful ass nigga. I sit on the bed, open my mail, and cry. I have to move now. I got my financial aid package. I also got a check for $3500 from the Black Women Becoming Leaders’ scholarship foundation for this summer session. Yes. Now, that explains why Trinity’s greedy ass wants more money. She saw that I got a check. My siblings tend to think that just because I take advantage of the opportunities that come my way- I was supposed to financially support them too.

  An hour later, Trinity comes back home. We get into an argument about me going off on Tojo for touching me. She claims that he was only playing and that I shouldn’t have been offended. Of course, I was pissed about her taking his side. But she loses all common sense when it comes to this raggedy ass nigga. He’s explaining to her that he was just playing even though he touched my breast and tried to put his finger in my kitty kat. She didn’t care about none of that shit. So, I got all of the blame for even saying something. Jason texts me to let me know that he will be off in an hour. I’m so pissed that I show out in the parking lot. He is talking to that same chick again. This time I’m not so polite.

  “So, you are just going to act like I don’t exist Jas? You’re going to talk to another chick in my face?”

  “Ti, wait a minute. Calm down.”

  “Fuck that! You got less than a second to get the fuck up out of her face!” I say pissed.

  “Told you it would work.” The chick says laughing.

  “Huh?” I say puzzled.

  “Yeah, I’m married. My hubby got all of this on lock. We outchea talking about music and shit. He mentioned you and I offered to help him get his girl back. Now, run me my money, Jason. And yeah she is bad.” she says laughing.

  “Told you. I’m going to start something good with her. If she gets her mind right, she will be my wife.” He says pulling me closer to him.

  The peppermint on his breath makes me nauseous. They notice, but before they could say anything; I run to the restroom. This is the third time today that I threw up. I walk back out to the parking lot and Jason has a crazy look on his face.

  “Wassup? You still mad at me?” I ask.

  “Nawl, you good. See you later Pam. Thank you and tell Ryland I said call me.”

  “Aight. Hey girl, I see you. Nice meeting you Tia.” Pam says driving off.

  “So, you’re throwing up now?” Jason asks.

  “Yeah, I ate something that upset my stomach,” I say brushing it off.

  “Aight, let’s bounce.”

  When we get to Trinity’s crib, he notices that I tense up. He asks me what’s up. Of course, I’m not telling him because we just made up. So, he goes straight to the source. Trinity gets pissed and Tojo tries to fight Jason. Trinity tells me to follow her to her bedroom. Tojo follows us as Jason goes to sit in his car to cool off. She comes with this bullshit ass speech about what goes on in her house stays in her house. I try to tell her that I didn’t say shit.

  “Get your shit and leave! Let that nigga find you somewhere to stay! Now, let’s see if he can get you a house!” Trinity says.

  Moet

  Two days later, when Mark finally gets home, we get into an argument. He finally confesses that it’s some chick that he works with. After hours of me tearing up the apartment, he finally breaks down and asks for forgiveness. I knew that fucking up his brand new shit would bring him back to reality. Free just sits, watches the show, and play with MJ. He popped up last night because Trinity brought all of Tia’s stuff over here. She told us all of Tia’s business about the Jason nigga. Then, she told us how Tia tried to sleep with her baby daddy. Now, that I don’t believe. I know how it is with siblings. In order to take the heat off themselves, they blame the other sibling. So, instead of her saying that Tojo tried to sleep with Tia, she threw Tia’s dirt in the air. Because Tojo wanted to sleep with Tia, she used the nigga as an excuse to put her out. You should’ve seen that bitch face when Mark told her that her stuff was here. I had to smirk as I told her that I went through her stuff. Yeah, I got plenty of shit including a few pairs of her brand new Pink boy short panties. Then, I prance around the apartment with them on with my see-through leggings on. Of course, she says something about the underwear. I just laugh and act like I don’t hear her. The first night she spends a night, I wait until she goes to sleep. Then, I put MJ in the bed with her. She’s so knocked out that she didn’t hear me come in. I run out of the door and jump in the car with Fatima. I meet up with Champ and this chick named Baby Gap. Champ wants a threesome for the first time. Fatima is all booed up and she likes him. Her bad. What she don’t know is that I’ve been texting and sexting that nigga all week. As soon as she tagged him and changed her relationship status; he was mine. I sent him a friend request that he accepted without hesitation. The fuck she thought this was. I’m miserable and she’s supposed to be happy. These hoes are going to learn today. They walk around with these spoon-fed ass lives while I walk through hardship. I’m going to complicate their shit too. So, Tia calls me at four in the morning talking about she has to go to work. I’m like take MJ with you. She says she’s going to take him to Juvenile Court and drop him off. Now, I’m pissed. I just needed one peaceful day to myself. But nawl, this stupid bitch can’t watch her own nephew. I tell Champ to drop me off. I walk in the house and slam the door. Instead of her having on her normal work u
niform, she has on some professional clothes.

  “Excuse me you little unfit ass mammy! This child right here is your responsibility! Not mines! So, you may want to think about that the next time you suck and fuck! And if you ever try me again, I’ll find you and beat the shit out of your trifling, nasty, no home training having ass! And clean up this muthafucking apartment!” Tia says pissed.

  I want to say something, but she’s been too quiet for too long. Even I know when to shut the fuck up. Mark rushes in the door.

  “Hey, sis. Wassup Mo? Where the fuck you been?”

  “I went out with Fatima. Tia was asleep when I asked her. She said yes and I put him in the bed with her and left. I didn’t know she was talking in her sleep. It was an honest mistake. You forgive me, Tia? Please sis, you just came back. I missed you.” I say smiling.

  I don’t really mean any of that bullshit, but they look like they’re buying it.

  “Yeah, okay. Apology accepted. I’m out.” Tia says.

  “Where are you going?”

  “To work. I’m catching an Uber.”

  “Free says call him Tia. He misses you.” Mark says.

  Lately, Free has been Mia. He came over when he found out that Tia was here. He tried to sleep in the bed with her, but she cursed him out and slept on the couch. That nigga must’ve put something on her. Most of the time when she’s here- she’s sleep. I pray this bitch is pregnant. Then, she won’t be able to have shit either. My bad she will be able to do two things- be homeless and pregnant. Now, I got to get Free’s ass back involved. I know he claims that he don’t want her. He actually has a nice, little sexy ass chick he’s creeping with. But just like he says- she ain’t got shit on Tia. I sit and listen to the two of them talk about the shit they got going on. Mark asks Tia for some creamy baby oil to put on MJ. He has an appointment to take him to his company’s daycare. My caseworker offered me some childcare, but I’ll have to continue to go to school. Like I said before; that shit ain’t for me. We follow her to their bedroom. I just stand there and look at what she did. After Trinity brought the rest of her stuff, it was shit everywhere. She fixed it up nice and neat. She even decorated it too. And now that she has, I want us to move in this room. So, Mark is going to hear about this when he gets home tonight. Yeah, she cleaned up just for me. Next, she will have to clean the other room up too.

  “Aight, I’m out. My Uber is here.” She says locking the deadbolt door to the bedroom.

  When she leaves, I question Mark.

  “Why can’t we have this bedroom Mark?” I ask.

  “Cause it’s Tia’s and Free’s room Mo. Why is it a problem? What is it now? Wassup Mo?”

  “I’m just saying. This is my crib just as much as it is yours right?”

  “Yeah Moet. Of course, it is. Why are you tripping?”

  “I’m tripping? Why can’t I have this room?” I say putting my hands on my hips.

  Mark walks into the living room, puts MJ in his car seat, and sits on the couch.

  “Nah, she just cleaned it up Moet. That ain’t right to just tell her that she has to move into our room after she just fixed all that shit up.”

  “So, she just gets the right to whatever she wants? Typical Mark shit. Okay, so I have another question.”

  “Make it quick because Free’s on his way to pick me and MJ up.”

  “How much rent does she have to pay?” I ask.

  “None right now.”

  “None! You must be out of your rabbit ass mind! So, she just gets a pass and the room I want?”

  “Mane, dead that shit Moet. You’re being too extra right now.” Mark says.

  “Nawl, you ain’t seen extra,” I say sucking my teeth.

  Free shows up to pick them up. I go on Facebook to rant about the shit Mark acts like he don’t understand.

  I post about how Tia is in the main bedroom. How she don’t pay any bills. How much of a weak ass nigga Mark is for allowing this shit to happen and letting her live around here carefree like that. And that she threatened to take my child to Juvenile Court just because she had to watch him. Then, I tag Mark and his momma side of the family. I also post our DNA results to prove that MJ is Mark’s baby. I post another status saying I want to know if I’m right or wrong. They message and call me all day saying how this is so unfair to me. Then, they blow up Mark’s phone. Free pulls back up to get some information on Tia. I tell him that she has a new job and some other bullshit. So, we hop in the truck to go to her old job for some juicy tea. Her boss says that she stills works there. We order some food to go and head back to the crib. We eat, fuck a little bit, and chill out. Mark calls for him to come and pick them up. I ride with them. It feels so cool just having some time to myself. Maybe if I could just do this more; I’ll be straight. Soon as we get home, Mark goes off. I cry and tell him how I feel. We both agree that it is my crib and I should be entitled to have it the way I want because I’m the first lady of the house. Instead of Free supporting me against Tia, he talks bad to me.

  “Bitch, you ain’t got nothing better to do. Instead of you cleaning up your own, nasty, pissy ass room; you would kick that girl out of hers. Mark, I hope you paying attention to this grimy shit. Because this bitch is clearly with the shit.With her ole, nappy head, messy, trifling ass.” Free says laughing.

  “Nawl, bruh, She’s right. I need you and Tia to give her that bedroom. When Tia gets home, I’ll talk to her about it.” Mark says defeated.

  His family called all day and one thing about me is I know how to manipulate a scene and people. He’s so weak that he will give in to anything his family says with just the right amount of pressure. By the time Tia gets home, it is close to midnight. Free is still here which is rare these days. Mark and Tia get into an argument about the bedroom. She’s pissed and hurt. I don’t give a fuck and it’s not my problem. I’ll get the room in two days. Plus, she also has to pay something on the rent, light bill, and we’re getting cable too. Her first payment is due Friday. Yes, bitch. I got your ass today.

  Free

  I’ve been on the block nonstop and I got a lil change to show for it. Instead of going back and forth over to Mark’s crib; I stay at Shayla’s. I had to pick Moet up for Mark one day and Shayla was with me. I just knew she was going to trip. She didn’t, but she still played her role. She flirted with Shayla and told her that she would love to watch us fuck. I wasn’t sure if she gets down like that, but I nod at Moet. She says sure. We headed to her crib and had some fun. It brought me and Shayla closer. She noticing that I’m back slanging that work and she’s finally back in love with the old me. I asked her if it was her first time and she said yeah. The look in her eyes said that she did it to please me. I got both cribs straight and now I’m focusing on my money. The more Shayla begs me to be with her- the more I want Tia. Plus, I know I got a good girl that will fuck with only me. I know that a nigga says he wants a freak, but all that sharing shit is for extra circular activities. Not for your wifey and Tia is most definitely that. Losing her to that nigga was the worst thing I could’ve ever done. Shit, I blow one, listen to music, and think about how I fucked up. My cell beeps and it’s Moet sending me a message. I open it and the shit has hit the fan. Trinity is over Mark’s crib putting Tia’s shit out. I rush over to see what’s up. Of course, she spills the tea. So, Tia is fucking that nigga and he has been taking care of her. Now, I’m finna get in her shit. She got me paying bills and shit at her brother crib while she’s fucking off. The fuck I look like. A trick. The latest contest winner on Pluckboy. It’s straight war. No talking. It ain’t shit she can say to me. She can either give me my money back or fuck and suck it off. The first night she’s at Mark’s crib, I try to sleep with her. She took a shower and went straight to sleep. I tried to kiss her breasts. Moet busts through the door and wakes her up. When she gets up, Moet brags about how thick she is getting. And that’s when I noticed that she is getting thick. Her hips are spreading and her titties are getting rounder and fuller. That ass is getting
fat too. It’s either one or two things- she’s pregnant or that nigga is fucking her right. So, I ask.

  “Tia, you pregnant?”

  “Hell nawl. I’m on the couch.” She says grabbing her blanket.

  Five minutes later, she was asleep. So, I hit Moet up for some head and fell asleep too. The next morning when I got up Tia was gone and Trinity was blowing up my phone. Now, that’s strange because she don’t fuck with me. I answer it and she asks for a favor. Since the nigga and her baby daddy got into it, he won’t give her a ride. So, she needs me to drop him off at work. We drop him off at work, she pays me, and we head back to her crib. She asks if I want to come in. Of course, I say yes because I’ve been wanting to get Trinity’s sexy ass alone since I met her.

  “Yeah, you got some weed? Tojo told me that you’re back on the block.” Trinity says unlocking the door.

  “Yeah, I got an ounce of that loud pack. You gonna cook a nigga something to eat? I’m hungry than a muthafucka.”

  “I got you. Just roll up.”

  We talk for about an hour about Tia. She tells me that her baby daddy always trying to fuck Tia and how it makes her feel. That’s my cue. She just told me her weakness.

  “Man, hands down, I would choose you. You’re way badder than Tia.” I say smiling at her.

  She is high as fuck and looking good. The loud got me horny as hell.

  “But she’s got a lot going for herself. I just got some kids and a voucher.”

  “And a sexy ass body, a cute ass face, a small waist, and some pretty ass lips that don’t spit nothing but real shit. You’re down to earth, ghetto, and a hustla. Tia don’t compare to you. Some niggas are scared of that. So, they pick a weaker woman. Shit, why you think every time I came around you I say I should’ve picked you?” I say moving closer to her.

  “Nah, I thought you were just being disrespectful?” she says laughing.

  “I was telling the truth. You’re one sexy ass woman.” I say licking my lips.

  She stands up, walks over to the chair, and sits on my lap. We start to kiss and my dick gets hard. I pull her shirt over her head and lick her titties. Her chocolate nipples hardened as I suck on them. She takes off her shirt and kisses my neck. I pick her up and carry her to the first bed I can find which is Tia’s old bedroom. I pull down her jean skirt and feast on her pussy. She gladly returns the favor. We fuck off and on for about two hours. She falls asleep. So, I go into her room and search through Tojo’s shit. I find his stash and make it mines. It’s about $1,100 and a half of key of coke. I take that with a smile. Then, I put a gold pack wrapper in their bed and make it back up. I leave the condom in the trash. This bitch just fucked me in her sister’s bed. How can I have any type of respect for her? Tia would’ve never did her like that. She’s always been ten toes down for her and her kids. I liked Trinity because of her “so-called” loyalty. She quickly changed that. And her pussy wasn’t even that good. As a matter of fact, that shit was whack. Now, she’s going to explain that shit to her baby daddy. And I just came up. She ain’t going to wake up for some hours and when she does- it will be too late.

 

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