Two Sides to a Love Story: Rico & Raja's Story

by Natavia

  “Raja let me call you back!” Tee-Tee says and I laugh. Corey definitely has her in check.

  After I hang up, I calls Rico and he finally answers.

  “Where the fuck you been this morning?” I ask him.

  “Not with you!” he spat. He has his music blasting in the background.

  “What is wrong with you?” I ask with tears at the brim of my eyes. One even managed to fall.

  “Rico we need to talk. You’ve been acting foul lately. How would you feel if I left out of the house early in the morning then turned my phone off?” I asked him.

  He smacked his teeth. “Look, I will call you after I get out of class. I’m picking Zy up from daycare so don’t worry about picking him up,” he replies.

  “Heyyyyyy Rico!” I hear some bitches in the background. I roll my eyes.

  “What’s up?” he speaks back.

  “No Raja, I’m not fucking them. They are in one of my classes,” he says. I wasn’t going to even ask him about that. Did I get that bad? I wondered to myself.

  “I wasn’t going to ask you that,” I said.

  “Yeah, whatever. I know you. If you weren’t going to ask it, you was thinking it! I’ll get up with you later,” he says rushing me off the phone.

  “Where did you stay at?” I asked him.

  “I crashed over my people’s crib. Yo, damn, what’s up with all this bullshit? I’m tired of this shit Raja. You fucking my morning up already,” he spats.

  “Bye, Rico!” I tell him, my voice trembling.

  “Ay, wait! What you crying for?” he asks with his tone softening up. I knew I caught him by surprise because he has never seen me shed a tear. Even when I found out he had a girlfriend when he knocked me up, I still didn’t shed a tear.

  “What’s wrong with us Rico? We used to be so close and now all we do is argue. All I want is for you to listen to me when I talk,” I cried.

  “Shorty, you don’t talk, you fuss. Then you be going off on me for no reason. I’m tired of kicking out money because you always breaking some shit up of mines or flattening my tires and all of that. Yo, you crazy as fuck! Who wants to come home to that bullshit?” he asked.

  “I can feel it. I know you are cheating on me! I can feel it in the pit of my stomach. I might have never caught you, but I feel that shit. I’m ready to start on my appointment. Have a nice day,” I say before hanging up.

  Tataliscious walks in the lounge and slams his purse on the table.

  “What’s the matter Gerber baby?” Tataliscious asked with his hands on his hips. Tataliscious is always cracking jokes. I’m going to get his ass back later.

  “My relationship is over,” I cry as he hugs me.

  “Fuck that nigga, Raja! His young ass doesn’t understand shit! It’s all good boo. You crashing at my crib tonight and see how that nigga feels about that shit,” he fusses.

  Rico

  I’m fucked up because Raja was crying all in the phone. I didn’t even know she had feelings. I love her ass to death but what she puts me through doesn’t make any sense. My phone rings as I walk towards campus.

  “What’s good?” I answered.

  “I miss you already!” Fashion says.

  I used to fuck Fashion when I was messing with a little chick name Dior, but she got pregnant by and didn’t tell a nigga. It was around the same time I knocked Raja up. Fashion thought I was going to come running to her but I started chasing after Raja. Raja was dissing me the whole time she was pregnant, even lying to people saying she didn’t know who her baby’s father was. Raja dogged my ass out and I was still chasing her. I don’t know what it is about Raja but her mean ass got my heart.

  I completely cut Fashion off for Raja and now I’m talking back to her again. I haven’t fucked her though. She is just cool and she comes with less drama. Raja treats a nigga like garbage and sometimes I be wanting to smack her ass. I couldn’t do that though because she is too short and that would be some bitch ass shit. If she was a foot taller though, I think I might smack her in the mouth. Raja is 4’8; I actually had to google her height to see if she was a midget when I started fucking with her. But anything under 4’8 is considered a midget.

  Raja is gorgeous to me, when she’s not popping off at that mouth. She has smooth, dark-chocolate skin, and long eyes lashes that frames her pretty, slanted eyes. Her teeth are perfect! I never met a broad with teeth as white and straight as Raja’s. Her body is like a work of art. She’s thick as fuck in all the right places. I was definitely on some sucker ass shit when I was running behind her. I cut all those bitches off when she finally decided to stop playing games. So a nigga has been faithful for a minute, but when we moved in together all hell broke loose. Now, I find myself slowly leading Fashion on again.

  “I just left you an hour ago!” I say smirking.

  “I know, but when you going to stop being stingy with the dick?” she asked in her sultry voice.

  “Come on Fashion, you already know I got a shorty,” I tell her.

  “Well you don’t say that when you be crashing on my couch when you can’t get any sleep at home,” she says back to me.

  “That’s dead then,” I tells her, not in the mood for her bullshit either. Fashion is a good girl but what turns me off is that she’s always willing to be a side chick. She allowed that shit when I was with Dior and now she wants to have sex with me knowing I have a shorty. That shit is a fucking turn off.

  “Whatever Rico! She was running her mouth about you this morning. My cousin Lannie told me all about her talking mad shit about you,” she says.

  “Fuck your ugly ass, pancake ass cousin, with her knock- kneed ass! That’s one goofy looking bitch I wouldn’t mind slapping. Why the fuck she all in my shorty’s conversation anyway?” I asked Fashion.

  “Don’t act like you didn’t fuck her,” she says.

  “All of us ran a train on her. Me, Tarae, Mashawn and a few other niggas a few years ago. That bitch a freak with her loose ass pussy. When I put my dick in her it just dropped. My whole body almost fell in,” I say remembering that night. I was only sixteen and it was at some house party. Lannie’s dumb ass was just offering the ass up.

  She smacked her teeth. “Don’t be talking about her like that,” she says.

  “Yo, don’t tell me anything else about what my girl doing. I don’t want to hear about that shit. Y’all sound like y’all on some hating shit,” I tell her.

  “Hating on what? She can never amount up to me. Not even half of me with her little ass!” she said with attitude.

  “But she’s fly as fuck though, isn’t she? I might holla at you later because I’m not feeling you right now!” I hang up on her. I need to stop crashing over her crib.

  I attend Morgan State University. I’m trying to be an architect. I’m good with building shit and all that. I even have a little side hustle, building sheds and garages and small shit like that for right now. Once I get myself where I need to be, I’m going to build my family a house. I also hooked up with this older nigga, Corey, who put me on with selling military weapons. I don’t know how the nigga gets them, but I would buy a shipment from him then sell them. I know that shit illegal but it keeps a nigga’s pockets fat. They have no serial numbers on them so they are untraceable. I promised Royal I wouldn’t sell drugs and I’m sticking to that. He doesn’t know about what I do; only Corey and Tarae, and if Raja wants to think I’m making a lot of money from doing my side-jobs, then so be it.

  “My nigga!” my cousin Tarae says to me, walking from the cafeteria. He is the quarterback on the football team. The nigga is nice on the field. I know he is going to go the pros.

  “What’s up black ass?” I say giving him dap.

  “Nigga fuck you with your B2k looking ass! Boy, every time you walk down the hallway I be thinking you about to break dance,” he says ruffing up my curls.

  “Chill out nigga! I will fuck you up though,” I tell him. I go into my pockets pulling out a stack.

  “Give this t
o your mother for me,” I tell him.

  “You give it to her! Why you not trying to go over there?” he ask.

  “Yo, it’s always some bullshit! She keeps telling me to stay out of the streets and all that. I have to do what I got to do until I’m done with school. I appreciate her for looking out for Samari and all that, but she just need chill and let me do me,” I tell him.

  My aunt Janice takes care of my little sister. My mother is a crackhead. I mean she is out there bad! I wouldn’t even know what she looks like if I saw her. My sister was getting infections and all of that because she wasn’t properly cleaned down below. Her school called CPS because she kept bad yeast infections. She would be in class scratching her private area and crying. When CPS came and got her I ran away; I didn’t want to end up in the system. I was only fourteen when they took her and she was only five. I did what I had to do to try and keep food on the table and all that, but my mother was taking that shit. Janice stepped in and took us in, but when I turned eighteen I left. I give her money for Samari, helping her out although she doesn’t need the money; but Samari is spoiled rotten.

  He takes the money. “Why don’t you get custody?” he asked.

  “Nigga, so they can be all up in my business about how I will provide for her? A nineteen year old driving a Range with no income and living in a luxury townhouse? Nigga, you crazy! Even with my side jobs I still won’t be able to afford all of that. So, until I get my shit together then this is how it’s going to be,” I tell him as he nods.

  “So, what you doing later? You trying to go to the strip joint?” he asked me.

  “Nigga, you got me in trouble last night. I had to leave because Raja was tripping. I had to crash over Fashion’s crib!” I tell him and he laughs.

  “Yo, Fashion is ugly as fuck! I mean damn, nigga. Her mama had the nerve to name her Fashion though! Bitch be tacky as fuck! Yo, Raja gets on my nerves with her ghetto ass and her ratchet ass mouth, but she’s decent looking. But Fashion ass looks like Juwanna Man!” Tarae says.

  “Fuck you nigga! It’s the booty not the beauty,” I tell him.

  “Yeah, whatever! I know that bitch be on Instagram posting half sleep captions saying ’I woke up like this'. I’m like yo, why she always taking selfies with her ugly ass? No lie, it looks like Freddie Krueger done raped her in the mouth in her nightmares. That bitch got a under bite like a motherfucker!” he says. This nigga is always joking.

  “What about Tessa? Sponge Bob shaped ass! She is pretty as fuck but my nigga, her fucking ass cheeks looks like she needs to fart and she’s trying to hold it in. You better give her ass some Gas-X or something,” I say then he gets mad.

  “Fuck you talking about my shorty for? I don’t say shit about Raja shopping at Babies R’ Us,” he says making me want to knock him out.

  “Fuck you nigga! You keep on saying shit about my fucking wife and watch what I do to you!” I say to him.

  “If she’s your wife then stop hanging over Fashion’s ugly ass, house then! That bitch needs a bell around her neck because if she sneaks up on me like that one more time in the club I’m knocking her ass out! I need to hear when that bitch is coming,” he says.

  “I’ll holla at you later!” I tell him, walking towards my Calculus class. On my way there, a few broads tried talking to me but I spoke to them and kept it moving. I didn’t have time to add to the bullshit I’m already dealing with at home. But if this shit don’t change soon I’m about to convert to my old ways.

  Raja

  It’s nine at night and I’m lying across Tataliscious’ couch watching TV.

  Rico has been blowing me up but I don’t answer. He’s been texting me and I still don’t respond. The last text he sent me he cursed me out. Fuck him! My phone beeped again with a message alert. I read the message.

  “I’m about to fucking murder your ass! If you don’t call me back I’m sticking my foot up your ass! You didn’t even call to check up on Zy! If you don’t call me back I’m fucking you up when you get home!”

  I laughed at the message. Rico wasn’t doing shit as far as I’m concerned. He is sexier to me when he is mad. I can see him now fussing and cussing me out. Damn, now I want to go home and cuddle under him.

  “I don’t know where she is nigga,” Tataliscious says into the phone. He puts it on speakerphone and I already know who it is. Rico’s ass is going crazy because I haven’t been answering. Now he knows how I be feeling.

  “Yo Gary, if she over there I’m sticking my foot up your ass! Matter of fact, I take that back; you might like that shit! Tell that little bitch to get her fucking ass home now!” he says to Tataliscious.

  “Nigga, don’t call my fucking phone! I don’t give a damn how big my ass and my titties are, I will fuck you up!” Tataliscious says.

  “Gary, if my shorty doesn’t call me in an hour I’m coming over there! What I shove down your throat ain’t nothing that you would like, especially if I squeeze that trigger! I know y’all miserable asses got me on speakerphone. So I don’t have to repeat shit I just said,” he says hanging up.

  “Y’all bitches are lucky,” Tataliscious says and I shake my head. He loves shit like this. He gets a kick out of Rico and Corey when they act like this.

  “Lucky? Are you fucking serious? Rico is crazy on the low. He’s the silent type of crazy. You just don’t know what the nigga going to do,” I say shaking my head.

  “You better take your ass home. I don’t want him coming over with that bullshit and you already know he will,” he says getting scared all of a sudden.

  “You talked me into coming over here!” I say getting up.

  My phone rings and its Cam. I already know what she’s calling me about. Rico probably called Royal thinking I was over him and Cam’s house.

  “Yesssss!” I answer.

  “Take your ass home Raja! Don’t let Tataliscious talk you into doing shit like this,” she says laughing.

  “Hell no! Why y’all trying to get me to go home? Why nobody says shit to him or call him when he stays out all hours of the night? It’s only a little past nine and y’all act like I skipped fucking town!” I snap.

  “Y’all have a child together. You can’t just not see about your son all day; that’s not like you. I know he’s with his father, but you can still check up on them. He is so worried. Y’all need to grow up, Raja! You need to stop putting your hands on him too. If he strikes you back don’t get mad. I know all about you waiting ‘til he sits down and all of that to strike him. You should be ashamed,” Cam says getting off on me. This nigga is really going to hear my mouth now. Anytime Cam calls me going off, it’s a problem. When Cam gets involved that just means it’s serious because Cam always minds her business.

  “I understand!” I tell her.

  “Okay, call me when you get home. You better go home too, Raja,” she says.

  I started putting my shoes on to take my ass home.

  “It was nice Tataliscious but I’m taking my ass home. Cam done called my ass and you already know she got into me,” I say.

  “That’s Mother Goose for you! If Jamie calls don’t answer,” he says and we laugh. I love Jamie and all but sometimes her ass just be extra nosey with it.

  “Watch out for the steps! Don’t fall and sue my ass. You need some stilts or something because I get nervous when you step down! Hunnntyyyyyyy, and whatever you do you better not tell that crazy nigga it was my idea for you to not come home. I know you Raja. If you tell that nigga, I’m not bringing you your four-piece chicken nugget kid’s meal with the Frozen toy,” he says with a serious face. Tataliscious knows I don’t eat no damn chicken nuggets!

  I grill him. “Go ahead Beverly Hills chihuahua, get gone now!” he says making fun of me again.

  “Can I eat your pussy?” I ask him, knowing that will make him mad. As much as he wants to be a woman he hates to hear about him and one together.

  “You little bitch, get the hell out you fucking sperm cell! You not even developed. You came out
your daddy nut sack just the way you are now, you little fucker! Get gone now Annabelle,” he says making me laugh. This nigga just called me Annabelle.

  “Fuck you Tata! I didn’t want to lick that dried up shit anyway! Nigga, your fake pussy don’t even get wet, with your strong ass face! You Jet Li looking bitch,” I say back to him. Tataliscious will bully anyone but I don’t go for that shit!

  “Bye Raja,” he says waving me off.

  “See you later diva! Don’t forget to bring my Frappe tomorrow!” I tell him as he waves me off. We have a love/hate friendship. We can curse each other out all day but if someone fucks with him or vice-versa, it’s on!

  “Love you boo!” he air kisses me then shuts the door behind me.