by Shan
"I’m sorry; I didn’t know you were his cousin. I ain’t mean to come at you like that," Rozalyn apologized.
"Girl you good. I would have done the same damn thing. I told Tae to drop me off at the house but he insisted that I come," Kayla said.
"I just been hearing a lot of rumors and shit so I automatically assumed that you were the chick he was staying with," Rozalyn said with her eyes fixed on me.
"He do stay with me, but I ain’t fucking this nigga. Girl stop listening to these nappy headed hoes out here cause nine times out of ten they filling your head up with shit ‘cause they want what you have."
"I told her ass that," I said chiming in to their conversation, "Roz, I gotta leave out of town for a couple of months to handle some business. I was thinking of leaving Kayla here with you while I’m gone."
"Why and when you supposed to be doing this?" Rozalyn questioned.
"In a couple of weeks," I replied.
Rozalyn sucked her teeth and then got up to leave but I grabbed her by her arm, "You talking about you wanna be with me and shit, but you can’t handle me leaving out of town for a couple of months. This is what I do and you know that."
"I know; but damn you just came here and now in a couple of weeks you’re leaving me," Rozalyn somberly stated.
"It’s important though. I gotta keep getting that money baby if I wanna stop doing this shit in a couple of years," I sincerely said.
"Well maybe we should wait to make that happen in a couple of years," Rozalyn said before she pulled away from me and walked into the bedroom, slamming the door behind her.
I sat in the living room and chilled with Keylan and Kayla smoking, eating, and talking about our plans over the next couple of months. Kayla was going to stay here with Rozalyn whether she wanted her to or not. I’d talked Kayla into giving up her apartment at the end of the month anyway so she would be in need of a place to stay.
Over the next couple of weeks I chilled with Rozalyn real hard. We went on several dates like we used to do in the beginning before things got complicated. We went to the movies, out to eat a lot, shopping, and chilling at the crib, watching movies, and playing the damn Wii and shit.
I must say it was the best couple of weeks that a nigga had in a long damn time. I hated to leave her to go to Miami but business is business and when it came to my money I never put anyone before that.
Once Keylan, Dmitri and I made our meeting with his father’s business partners they were sold in less than five minutes. They admitted that they’d been looking for a new contact in Georgia for a very long time and was really becoming fed up with dealing with my pops.
The price he was offering to pay was outrageous and unreasonable and they just flat out couldn’t trust him. He wasn’t buying the same amount as promised each time and was wanting less and less every time he re-upped. Plan worked like magic. I knew Tahj’s money would be so fucked up that the promises he made with the connect he would no longer be able to keep.
Thanks to the non-stop bragging Dmitri did to them about me and my crew and the fact that I hooked up the whole organization in Atlanta making the money flow like a river; they were more than happy to seize all transactions with my pops immediately.
They called Dmitri’s father Don up and told him the good news and then called my pops Tahj up as we sat there and told him that business with him was done and they suggested that he found somebody else to supply his needs. I couldn’t wait to see the look on his face when he finds out who their new contact person is.
Don was a very secretive man just like all major connects was and would only do business with me between his partners; which was fine. Dmitri promised that eventually he would meet up with me soon; he was sure of it.
After the meeting was all said and done, we checked into the hotel that we would be staying in for the next couple of months and rested up before setting up shop down here. Upon us agreeing to buy from them we had to ensure that we would also supply the streets of Miami and set up a drug ring out here just like we would be doing in Georgia. I hated fucking with new niggas but for now I had to do what I had to do until I can bring my own team down and put them on.
I sat up the whole drug ring just like I did in Georgia, planting a few trap houses in different sections along the city. I went through and find a few longstanding businesses that would be willing to help me wash money up under their name. Went out to look for some warehouse type places that could be used for storing, weighing, and cooking up large quantities of dope.
It would take a few weeks before things would be flowing naturally which is why we planned to stay out here for a couple of months. Once we got all of our staff used to the whole process and the way things work here it would be time to return to Atlanta; by then they would be dry and experiencing a little drought. That’s when I would take my shit back over and do it even better and proudly this time around.
23: Shalea
Miami, Florida! Yes it was beautiful as hell out here with a whole lot of beautiful, fine, and sexy ass men. A lot of ballas too. Shit, I still missed my boo, Tae, but being that things didn’t go according to planned I had to leave that alone for right now.
I was glad that bitch lost that damn baby though and at least part of what was supposed to happen, happened. I was ecstatic about it, I’m not going to lie and act like I wasn’t happy because I was. I did not want Tae having a baby with that bitch especially being that that fool made me abort all his kids I was pregnant with.
"Girl you see him looking at you? He been eyeballing you since we walked out here," Peaches said as she pulled the hair from her face.
"Yea girl, I see him looking. I’m checking that ass out too," I said and held my hand up and waved at the fine brother that was standing near the water. I wasn’t about to go out there and take a chance of getting my expensive weave wet so if he wanted to holla' he needed to come over here.
"I’ll be glad when you get you some dick so you can stop sweating Tae's ass."
"Girl, whatever," I stood up and brushed the sand off my butt and met this gorgeous young man half-way. "Hello," I held my hand out for him to shake.
"Pretty Red, what’s going on, ma? I’m Tweek," he said as he shook my hand and kissed it.
"I’m Sha and what kind of name is Tweek?"
"Just a name my mama gave to me when I was a kid and it kind of just stuck with me. So, what you doing out here? You visiting or is you from here?"
"Well actually me and my sister just relocated to the area. Where are you from?"
"Oh this here is my stomping ground. Born and raised. So, where are you relocating from? You and your sister should let me take y'all out and show y'all around."
"We’re from Cali and I don’t know; we don’t really know you like that," I said blushing. I checked him out from head to toe. I noticed the diamond watch around his wrist and the pinky ring that had to be worth at least a few grand.
"I know you don’t know me, but I’m trying to get to know you. Seriously how about you and your sister meet me and my brother tonight and we take y'all out on the town? No strings attached."
"I guess we might be able to make that happen. Give me your cell phone." I held out my hand for his cell phone and when he handed it to me I saved my name and number in it and handed it back to him.
"How is nine o’clock?" Tweek said as he licked his lips.
"That should be cool, just text me with the directions in advance."
"Alright sexy. See you later."
"Bye," I waved good bye to him and walked back over to my sister Peaches. "Yea, he’s a balla and he hooking you up with his brother so we will be going out tonight."
"How you gonna just go and hook me up with somebody without asking my permission? You know I’m picky."
"Girl nobody said you had to have sex with him just go with me tonight so I can see how long his money is. I gotta find my replacement real quick before my stash gets too low."
"Yea, whatever Lea. Let’s go I feel lik
e my skin is on fire."
I was so happy my sister Peaches agreed to come out here with me to Miami. When I found out that bitch Rozalyn survived that whole ordeal, I had to get my ass up at ‘em real quick. It was a known fact that Tamar would be on me like a hound dog and the best thing for me to do was get the hell out of Georgia.
Also, I either had a choice to dime out some real big dope dealers or relinquish my suspended sentence. I had given them information on Tamar and his whole drug ring, but it seems that information didn’t pan out. I gave them addresses to trap houses, locations for drug compounds, and cash houses, but none of that shit turned up the way I said.
It was like he knew I was coming for him so he changed everything around and made me look like a real dummy and a big ass liar. I tried to give them a couple of spots where I knew Tamar had buried a couple niggas he done bodied, but that shit ended up going nowhere as well.
Fifteen days ago, they told me I had thirty days to come up with some reliable information on somebody major, and if not a warrant would be issued for my arrest. It would be up to a judge to either send me to jail or to let me make it. Fuck it! I didn’t have info on nobody else and I know a judge wasn’t gonna let me make shit. So like I said; Miami is beautiful!
I really wondered if Tamar had been planning this shit all alone though. I think he knew before I came home that he was going to get rid of me. There was no way possible he could have changed all that shit up from behind bars like that.
I had started snitching on him from the time I was processed in and sent to booking. It really hurt to know that all that time and love I put into my relationship with Tamar was for nothing.
For some young ass bitch to come take over and ruin what I built with my man was devastating, it was painful and hard to get over. I wasn’t going to let the two of them get away with the pain they have caused me, but for now I was just going to rebuild my life here in Miami. I will get at them two later.
***
"Oh—Oh—woo—woo! Shit, daddy! That’s my spot! Hell yea that’s my spot, nigga!" I moaned, yelled, and screamed as Tweek was hitting it from the back. A bitch was dripping like a faucet right now; my new drugs of choice was X and handle bars.
Pills wasn’t normally my thing, but when Tamar made it aware that all that coke I was doing was fucking up my features I turned into a little pill popper. I must admit that the blow had a bitch looking real rugged.
"Damn! You gone fuck around and make a nigga fall in love after the first date!" Tweek yelled and slapped me on my butt before he collapsed onto the bed.
"Oh yea, I got it like that?" I asked blushing.
"Hell yea, what nigga fucked up and let you loose?"
"If you only knew." I sat up in the bed and grabbed my clothes to get dressed.
"Where you going? It’s like 2 o’clock you might as well stay until the morning."
"I need to check on my sister and make sure she alright."
"She’s with my brother. She’s in good hands. Besides I was hoping we can go a couple of more rounds."
I laughed, "What?" That shit was making me feel real good right now. Tamar never wanted to go round for round with me. It was always like he rushed to get his and never cared if I got mine. I was really starting to like this Tweek already; kind of had me feeling like a little school girl.
I climbed on top of Tweek admiring his sexy brown skin and almond shaped hazel eyes. He was short; about five-feet eight inches. I preferably liked my men to be a least six feet or taller, but he would do. The way he was spending money at the club tonight showed me that he had a lot of bread and didn’t mind splurging. That was my kind of dude. It was starting to seem that Miami might not be a bad choice.
24: Rozalyn
It sucked to have Tamar gone away from me for another two months being that we just reconciled and found a way to mend things between us after being separated for four whole months. I was so glad that we made up and came to an agreement that we would be together and try to make this relationship work.
I still sort of blamed Tae for what happened to our son, but I was willing to forgive him for it. He couldn’t control the actions of others just like I couldn’t, so it wasn’t fair for me to put him at fault.
It’s true if he wouldn’t have lied to me about having a girlfriend then we could have went our separate ways; but then if he would have told me the truth I would have never been able to fall in love with the man that I know will be my husband one day.
People called me crazy and stupid for getting back with him, talking about what they would have done if they were me or what they wouldn’t have done if they were me. I had to remember what Kayla told me about females wishing they were in my place and that I shouldn’t listen to them so I didn’t. I followed my heart. My heart wanted to be with Tae, my heart longed for him; my heart ached for him when he wasn’t around me. He was what I needed to keep my heart beating.
I know that Tamar’s actions weren’t intentional anyway. I believe him when he told me that he never wanted to lead me on in the beginning. Shalea was supposed to have been gone, but ended up getting locked up. He said he would have told me about her, but he was scared that he would never have had a chance with me if he did.
Things were going really, really good the first week Tamar was here before he left. We were glued side by side day in and day out. It was just like it had been in the beginning, the part that I cherished the most.
Tae was actually spending time with me, listening to me, and even confiding in me about his issues again. I loved that we had that connection and that love for one another that we could trust each other with information that we would never trust anyone else with.
It wasn’t until the week before he had to leave that things started changing. All Tamar started talking about was me getting pregnant again and replacing the void that we felt for Jr. He’s mentioned it before, but I honestly thought that he was joking about it. Tamar wasn’t happy when he found I was pregnant with Jr, he denied him; he didn’t want anything to do with him so I never expected for this to be an issue between us.
I thought he would have been on the same page as I was when it came down to having a baby. I wanted to wait until we got our lives in order to bring a child in this world. To me that seemed to be the best thing.
Hell he hasn’t even caught up to Shalea, found out who raped me, or found out who tried to kill him so having a baby should be the last thing on his mind. Preferably I would have liked for Tamar to be out of the game completely and doing something a little less dangerous and way more legal before I thought about getting pregnant again.
How could somebody bring a child in this world knowing that their life would be in danger? It was hard enough for me to look out for myself let alone somebody else.
Tamar wasn’t seeing things my way though, all he could see was another baby being the problem solver. When he found out I wasn’t pregnant from us having sex everyday over the two weeks we spent together before he left, he was furious. He accused me of secretly taking birth control. He even had the nerve to give me an ultimatum; said I had one month to get pregnant or else he would find another bitch that would help him to replace Jr. What kind of shit is that?
He acts like I’m the only one that is responsible for making a baby. Guess he doesn’t realize it takes two and it takes him being here not miles and miles away.
I took my last birth control pill for the month and discarded the packaging. Yea okay. I have been secretly taking birth control pills. I had Latoya steal me a pack form the pharmacy at the Walgreens where she works. I did not want to have a baby right now! Now was not a good time!
I thought about how Latoya would probably love to be in my place right now. The last time she found out she was pregnant Keylan told her to get an abortion or else he would leave her. I also thought about how Jazlene and my brother Zavier were dealing with miscarriage after miscarriage.
That girl has been pregnant twice in the one time I’ve been pregnant
and they’ve had no such luck. It was crazy how the topic of discussion around everybody was babies and shit.
"Morning!" Tamar yelled as stumbled into the bathroom, throwing the toilet seat up, and whipping out his piece to take a piss. That muthafucka is still drunk from last night. He didn’t come home from his trip from Miami until exactly four forty-five a.m.
"Morning baby," I said.
"Aaggh! Shit!" Tamar yelled. "Fuck!" He grabbed a hold of his stomach as drop by drop of urine dripped into the toilet.
"What’s wrong?" I asked feeling somewhat concerned when some of the droplets contained a red-bloody looking substance.
"I swear to God, Roz if you’ve been fucking around on me I’m kick your bitch ass!"
"What? Where the fuck did that come from?"
"You heard what I said," Tamar continued to look down at his penis and so did I. It looked like mucous, puss and blood and all that shit combined dripping from the hole in his dick. I understood then he’d contracted a fucking STD and was trying to put the shit on me. I had my check up after Jr and I was clear. I haven’t had sex with anyone but Tamar, so there was no way it came from me.
Tamar shook his penis off into the toilet, stared down at it for a while, and then looked up at me. My eyes were so focused on what was coming out of him that I didn’t even see his hand come up to slap me in my face.
Wham!
Tae slapped me so hard that I fell into the wall causing pictures and mirrors to fall to the floor and shatter. "Let me find out!" Tamar yelled before he walked out of the bathroom leaving me on the floor.
Let him find out what; I thought as I got up from the floor. There was nothing for him to find out. It seemed as if I was the one that needed to be finding out something. He knows damn well I didn’t have room to cheat. He has his cousin staying here whom he just moved in without even asking me how I felt about it. Don’t forget about the twenty-four hour security he had following me everywhere I went. If I even looked at another man for too long I’m sure they told him about it. He always knew where I was shopping, where I was eating, and who I was doing all that with.