by Mz. Toni
“Bitch, you such a debbie downer. You don't know if Mega cheating with that bitch, and I don't think you should make any big decisions until you know for sure,” Shana said.
“Just do what you feel,” Camille said.
“I just don't want him to get use to disrespecting me as if it's cool,” I said.
“You gotta put ya foot down. You can't be weak when it comes to our niggas because they will take advantage in a heartbeat!” Camille said honestly.
“Y’all still going to Mark’s club tonight, right?” I asked them.
“Hell yeah we going!” they said. Shana knew the party was for Mark and Camille, but Camille just thought it was a regular party for someone else.
“It sucks that ya pregnant ass can't come and turn up!” Camille said hyped.
“Girl, I never really went out anyways so it ain't like I know what I'm missing,” I said laughing.
“Your birthday is in a few months; maybe you should live a little once you hit eighteen,” Shana said.
“Imma have two newborn babies Camille, my fun is over before it even starts.”
“That's where women fuck up at, your life ain't over, you have friends like us willing to help and you have money bitch, get you a nanny. I love Mama Betty but I had to get someone permanent and I ain't worried about her around my man cuz Ms. Mary bout old as hell and she good with the kids.”
“I don't wanna push my kids on someone else; I can take care of my babies myself,” I said seriously.
“Alright boo, I'm just tryna help,” Camille said.
“Well, I gotta start getting dressed,” Shana said.
“Ok, I’ll talk to y'all later,” I said before hanging up. After hanging up with my girls, I thought I would feel better, but I didn't. I wasn't in the business of keeping a nigga that didn't want to be kept, so if the shit he said to me was really how he felt, that's a huge fucking problem for me. Tonight was the party and tomorrow was my first appointment with a therapist I found online. Getting up, I went to get ready for tonight. I was wearing black jeggings, a dressy maternity shirt and some wedge sneakers. I still looked good, and most importantly, I was comfortable as hell. Once I was dressed, it was already eight and the party started at nine, which meant I needed to hurry up, drop Jasmine off at Mama Betty and get to Mark’s club. Grabbing Jasmine, we headed out. After dropping her off and talking to Mama Betty for a little while, I headed to the club. It was packed and the bad part is that the shit was closed out to the public until midnight, so everybody here was here solely for Camille and Mark.
“Hey John,” I said hugging the bouncer.
“What’s up Cherish, how you doing baby?”
“I'm good, how you and the wife?” I asked with a smile.
“She working a nigga nerves like usual.”
“Give her a break, you niggas are hard to handle,” I said laughing
“Yeah, aight. I fuck a bitch every now and again, she knew how I was when she started fucking with me,” he said with a smirk that rubbed me the wrong way.
“Well, I will talk to you later,” I said shaking my head and walking into the club. When I got to the V.I.P section, Kasan, Chris, Mega, Shana, Queesha and a bunch of people I had never met before were chilling.
“Hey Cherish, you did this shit girl!” Queesha said hugging me. The entire club was decorated in silver, black and white, it was really beautiful. While talking to the girls, I watched as Mega stared at me with his puppy dog eyes, I could care less. I had to deal with people bringing me down and hurting my feelings because I didn't have a choice, but I refused to be with a nigga who thought he could talk to me the way Mega did earlier. Walking over to the buffet table I had set up, I piled my plate with some good ass soul food and sat down to eat while dancing in my seat to the music. I expected for Mark and Camille to be late but God damn, not this late. Walking outside, I pulled out my phone and called to see where they were.
“Hey boo, where you at?” I asked when she answered.
“Girl, Mark’s ass done pissed me off, but we on our way to the club, why you ask?”
“Just was wondering,” I said with a smile. After hanging up, I walked back into the club. A half an hour later, Mark and Camille were walking in.
“Oh my God!” she screamed when we surprised her.
“You did this?” she asked looking at Mark.
“Naw, I'm as surprised as you are,” he said shaking his head.
“You did, didn't you?” she said looking at me. Running over, she gave me a big hug while thanking me over and over. I knew she might be emotional because as much as she loves me, I know she wishes that her actual best friend was doing this.
“I love you boo,” I said kissing her cheek. After being all emotional and shit, the party got started. You couldn't tell my pregnant ass nothing as I dropped it down low to Beyonce’s “Get Me Bodied”. Mega still hasn't said shit to me, but he couldn't keep his eyes off me as I danced and laughed without a care in the world.
“You better sit ya ass down before you twerk my babies out!” Mega said standing in front of me. I honestly had nothing to say to him so I said nothing as I continued to dance like he wasn't there.
“So you just gonna act like I'm not even here!”
“You ain't acknowledge me either Jason so what the fuck!” I snapped.
“I'm sorry lil mama, I don't wanna argue no more,” he said.
“You think I want to argue Jason?” I asked.
“Naw I know you don't, so can we make up?” he asked, grabbing my waist.
“You said some fucked up shit to me today,” I said sadly.
“I was mad, you keep accusing me of shit I'm not doing.”
“I'm sorry aight,” I said, giving in.
“You love me lil mama?” he asked with a smile.
“Always,” I said standing on my tippy toes to kiss his soft lips. We danced and hugged for a few songs before heading back to the V.I.P section. As soon as I was feeling better, and me and Mega were on good terms, I looked up only to see that bitch Jayda walk in.
“What the fuck is she doing here!” I snapped loud enough for everyone to here. As soon as I said it, Camille and the other girls looked to see who I was talking about.
“Uh huh, I know that ain't the bitch he got working for him is it?” Camille asked.
“Yup that's her, but what I'm trying to figure out is what she’s doing here!” I snapped, looking at Mega.
“I invited her Cherish, chill the fuck out please!” he snapped before getting up and walking over to Jayda.
“Why the fuck would he invite her here?” Shana asked.
“I don't know, but imma find out!” I said fuming. When they walked over to us, she had the brightest smile on her face.
“Hey Cherish, I hope you don't mind, but Jason invited me,” she said politely.
“Hello Jayda,” I said rolling my eyes. I know she saw my attitude, but she completely ignored it.
“She looks so fucking familiar,” Camille whispered.
“All I know is she’s from Atlanta and she wants my man.”
“I don't know where I know her from, but I know her, I promise you,” Camille said with conviction.
“You look so beautiful,” Jayda said to Camille with a smile.
“Thank you… What's your name again?” Camille asked with a smirk.
“And you Cherish, you're blowing up these days,” she said looking at me with a fake smile.
“Bitch, did you just call her fat!” Camille snapped.
“No I didn't, I mean she is pregnant though.”
“Why the fuck are you here!” I snapped.
“Because Jason invited me, maybe we can all go out sometime, shop, dinner, you know girls day out,” she said with a smile.
“I don't know about them, but I don't need no more friends,” Camille said seriously.
“Ummmm I'm good,” I said.
“Y'all are being some mean girls right now and I don't understand why.”
“We ain't being mean, just real,” Shana said.
“Look, I know you’re a little insecure Cherish, and I mean with your age I get it, but me and Mega are just friends,” she said pissing me off.
“Ok, I can't do this fake shit no more, you gotta go!” Camille snapped.
“What's the problem?” Mega asked walking up to us.
“This bitch is the problem!” Camille said.
“Don't think I didn't peep that you called him by his nickname, how the fuck would you know that!” I snapped.
“We work together. I'm around him very often, I know everything about him damn near,” she said with a smirk.
“Aight, aight y'all chill. You gotta go Jayda, my bad shit went down like this,” he said giving me and the girls the evil eyes, I could care less though.
Chapter Eight
(Mega)
I wasn't sure why they ran Jayda away, but I knew it had something to do with me and that shit was fucked up. I watched as Jayda turned to leave with a sad look on her face, and in that moment, I felt fucked up that I had even put her in this situation.
“Yo, Jayda wait up,” I said rushing to catch up to her. By the time I caught up to her, she was already out the club and almost to her car.
“Jason, just leave it alone,” she said with teary eyes.
“Naw, I'm sorry they were acting that way, you didn't deserve that shit,” I said honestly.
“I can't keep doing this Jason.”
“Doing what?”
“All this time that we’ve been spending together. I like you, I think you are sweet and compassionate and just a good dude,” she said. I watched as she poured her feelings out to me and as much as I didn't want to hurt her, I didn't feel the same way at all. Maybe if shit was different and I ain't meet lil mama, but honestly, Cherish is the only woman I really want.
“Jayda, I think you cool as shit, smart, funny, sexy as hell, but I don't…”
“Don't even say it.”
“I'm with Cherish and I ain't leaving her, that's me just keeping it real.”
“Ok, see you at work,” she said sadly before getting into her car and pulling off. Damn, I knew she was attracted to me, but I didn't think she had real feelings for me. I knew I couldn't tell Cherish what happened because her first thought would be for me to fire Jayda, and I honestly didn't want to do that. Besides her having feelings for me, she is a good ass worker and she knows me, she knows my likes and dislikes, who knows when or if I would ever find a secretary or a fucking true friend like that. Walking back into the club, I went over to Cherish only to have her roll her eyes at me. I guess she was upset because I went to check on Jayda. But what the fuck, that’s one of the reasons lil mama fell in love with me, because I'm a real nigga that genuinely cares and I ain't gonna say fuck Jayda after I'm the one that invited her.
“Stop being like that, you know y'all were wrong,” I said shaking my head.
“What the fuck, you supposed to have my back. You didn't ask me what she did to make us snap, you just took her side!” Cherish snapped.
“Man, I know how Cam is.”
“You know how I am too, and I ain't messy!”
“Here you go tryna argue again!” I said getting pissed.
“I'm not even tryna argue cuz it ain't worth it,” she said getting up and walking away. After twenty minutes and no Cherish, I went looking for her only to have Camille tell me that she left. How the fuck she gonna leave without telling me. Finding out she had left pissed me off to the point that I didn't even want to be at the party no more. I was use to her being stubborn, but Goddamn she ain't giving a nigga no kind of slack. When I got home, she was lying in bed naked like usual. As soon as I saw her body, I wasn't mad no more, a nigga was tryna get deep into her pussy. After showering, I got in bed next to her. Gently grabbing a breast, I placed her nipple into my mouth and sucked her breast lightly.
“Hmmmmm damn,” she moaned. Grabbing the back of my head, she pushed my head deeper into her breast, letting me know that she wanted me to suck harder. As I sucked her breast, I was surprised when I tasted her breast milk, and it didn't taste bad. Working my way from her breast to her stomach, I continued to leave traces of my lips on her body as she stirred in her sleep. Just recently, she started to be comfortable again with me sexually. A nigga was fiending for some of her sweet pussy, but I refused to move at a faster pace than her, so I told my dick to shut the fuck up and I waited patiently. When I got down to her neatly trimmed pussy, a nigga mouth started to water like a muthafucka, I had to catch myself from drooling. Licking her outer pussy lightly, I felt her jump, all while moaning for more. I don't know what happened, but when I began licking her she started squirming and locked my head in between her legs, all while screaming for me to get off of her.
“Nooooo I don't want to, get off me,” she screamed while slapping me in the head.
“What the fuck Cherish stop!” I snapped trying to pull my head from in between her legs. When she finally let me go, she was crying hysterically.
“Cherish look at me, it’s me lil mama!” I said trying to move her hands from her face. Finally realizing that it was just me, she ran into my arms and broke down even harder.
“I'm so sorry Jason,” she said while crying.
“Shhhhh don't cry. You know I hate it when you cry.”
“What is wrong with me?” she asked.
“You’ve been through a lot.”
“Why are you even with me?”
“Because I love everything about you.”
“I'm damaged goods; you can't even have sex with me without me acting crazy.”
“That's why I said you should really speak to somebody.”
“I made an appointment to talk to someone, I go next week,” she said sadly. Grabbing her waist, I pulled her closely to me. Yeah a nigga needed some, but not this way. I wasn't gonna force her to do something she didn't want to.
“I don't want you scared of me Cherish, I would never hurt you.”
“I'm not scared of you. I don't know, certain times you touch me, I flash back to those times with Caesar,” she said completely pissing me off.
“So I remind you of that nigga?”
“Noooo, you don't remind me of him, I can't explain it.”
“Naw, you did a real good fucking job explaining if you ask me!”
“Please stop, I don't want to fight, can you just hold me?” she asked with teary eyes. I held her until sleep took over her body. I ain't gonna lie, I was feeling fucked up that she would even compare my touch to that pervert ass rapist nigga. This shit was getting out of hand and if she didn't get help and get better, I wasn't sure how long I could deal with this.
Chapter Nine
(Jayda)
I went in there trying to be nice to them hoes. Granted, it was only to get in good with Cherish, but that's beside the point. As soon as they saw me, they made it a point to make me feel unwanted and I wasn't feeling that shit. At the end of the day, I don't give a flying fuck about Cherish or her minions; my only concern is Jason Cruz. When I told him how I felt, I instantly knew from the look on his face that he felt the same way, but couldn't tell me because he didn't want to hurt Cherish. That bitch is a child and I guess since she’s pregnant and he’s such a good guy, he doesn't want to leave her. Shit, I grew up with no dad and I came out just fine, I say leave the bitch and get on this money team, but I can't fault him for being a good guy. Now I knew what I had to do, I had to get rid of that bitch that got him hooked. Once I do that, I know he’ll be with me. Walking into work, I was surprised to see Jason already there; I usually beat him to the office.
“Hey boss man, what’s up?” I asked.
“Nothing, you ready to get to work, we got a long day today,” he said with his head in his hands. His clothes were a mess and he looked like he’d been drinking.
“I know something's wrong Jason,” I said sitting beside him.
“Man, it’s Cherish. She had a fucked up past and she b
ringing that shit into our relationship, I just don't know if I can keep dealing with it.”
“You shouldn't have to. Now before you go and think I'm being a hater because I want you, that's not the case. I see you love Cherish, but is she really old enough for the type of love you're looking for?” I said honestly.
“You think I'm holding her back?”
“I mean she looks to be what, eighteen, and she’s already pregnant and playing step mommy, plus you said she had a horrible past, so she never really had a childhood.”