Yo' Boo Been Creepin' With Me

by Angie Hayes

  “So how is everything with you?” Kema asked me.

  “Girl, the usual. Just me, the kids and Eddie. Other than that I’m good. How about you miss thang? It’s been a while since we talked. How have you been?” I asked.

  “I’ve been ok, just going through a little rough patch with Rashaad that’s all.”

  Right when I was about to ask her what was going on, she stood up waving at the door.

  “Oh here comes my cousin now.” Kema said.

  I looked up from sipping from my Saki to lock eyes with the woman I was just thinking about. The woman who made love to my pussy so good the last time we hooked up that I could never forget.

  KATRINA

  I know Rashaad told me to cool it on hanging with Kema, but I still took her up on her offer when she invited me out for lunch today. Besides, I wanted to know how she felt when she found those messages on Rashaad phone. Imagine my surprise when I got to the restaurant and found the chick that I use to fuck with a while back sitting at the table with Kema. She looked like she had seen a ghost when she saw me. I swear this was the last bitch I expected to see.

  “Katrina this is my home girl, Pam. Pam this is my cousin Katrina who just moved here.” Kema introduced us.

  I thought she was about to blow our cover and say we already knew one another, but instead she extended her hand to greet me as if it was our first time meeting.

  “Hey Katrina, it’s nice to meet you.” Pam said with a phony ass smile plastered across her face.

  “It’s nice to meet you too.” I said giving her ass the same phony smile back.

  “Great, now that we are all here I can really use an ear and you two are the only ones I trust right now.” Kema sighed.

  I wanted to ask her why the hell she was still wearing shades while we’re inside, but I needed her to spill the tea.

  “What’s wrong?” I asked.

  I could feel Pam’s eyes burning a hole in my body from across the table, but I continued to act like her ass wasn’t even in the room.

  “Well, I think Rashaad has a baby on the way by another woman.” Kema blurted out.

  It took everything in me not to smile in her face.

  “What makes you think that?” Pam inquired.

  “The other day I got a call from this unknown number congratulating me on being a new step mom. The caller also called me the dumbest bitch alive before he hung up. You already know how I am with the blogs Pam if I want to know something about Rashaad. So I went on there to see if there was any mention about Rashaad, and low and behold there it was in all the headlines.”

  “What did it say?” I finally spoke up and asked.

  “It said that star running back Rashaad Davis is expecting a child from a woman other than his fiancée and that he was very excited.” Kema said with tears now pouring down her eyes.

  “Aww don’t cry honey, it’s going to be ok. You know how those blogs are, they tell lies all the time.” Pam spoke as she tried to comfort her.

  I just sat there shaking my head at the scene. Both of these bitches are pathetic.

  “I don’t think so. Yesterday Rashaad left his phone on the night stand and it kept going off, so I decided to check it. I saw numerous messages exchanged between him and somebody with the initials BM and I have a strong feeling BM stands for baby momma.” Kema explained.

  “Well did you ask him who BM was?” I asked.

  “I did. That’s when the nigga flipped and slapped me.” Kema said as she took her shades off showing her very swollen right side of her face.

  “Oh my God Kema! Not only is he out here doing God’s no what, but he’s putting his hands on you too?” Pam practically yelled in the restaurant.

  Kema started to cry much harder. I looked around the restaurant to make sure her ass wasn’t drawing attention to us.

  “Girl, you really need to leave his ass and go back home.” I finally said trying my best to console her.

  “I know I do, but I just love Rashaad so much! I put in too much time and gave up so much to be with him, so I can’t just walk away and let another bitch reap the benefits!”

  “Kema do you hear yourself? This man beats the hell out of you and fucks around with numerous of bitches. Not only that but he might also have babies out here and you steady saying you can’t leave him? Girl if you ask me he’s already left yo ass!” I told her shaking my head and taking a sip of the tea the waitress brought.

  “Listen sweetie, I understand that you love Rashaad and the two have been together for a while, but believe me when I say that there are bitches out here that will do anything to be in your position. Now, I’m not condoning his behavior, especially the hitting part! You should knock his ass back the fuck out! What I’m saying is don’t let what these chicken heads do or say out here in these streets tear ya’ll apart.” Pam told Kema.

  What I didn’t need right now was for Pam to be in Kema’s ear trying to get her to continue to think that there is hope for her and Rashaad. I know I need to get rid of her ass again ASAP!

  “So what you saying, Pam? That I should stick around?” Kema asked

  “I’m saying that you should leave on your terms, not because of a bitch coming in between what ya’ll have.” Pam answered her back.

  “You’re right Pam, which is exactly why I had already made up my mind that if there was a child that I still ain’t going anywhere.” Kema admitted.

  Oh, this bitch is going somewhere alright. She just doesn’t know it yet.

  PAM

  I would have never thought that I would see this trick ass bitch Katrina again! Then to know that she is Kema cousin makes it worst. Katrina was the chick I started fucking around with when we got here to Atlanta, and blackmailed me when I tried to break things off. To this day I still hate the fact that I started catching feelings for her ass back then. She was the reason I really left Eddie before, so that I could be with her more, but that’s when I also found out I was pregnant and decided that I needed to make things work with my husband.

  When I met her at the mall that day her personality and swag attracted to me to her as a person. Then once I got to know her and we started hanging more, I started having fun again. I was kind of living my single life through her. Listening to her brag about how much these baller niggas were paying her and how she wasn’t attached to anyone and can do what she pleased made me feel young again. Somewhere along the line, lines got crossed with us and one afternoon while we were hanging out at her place drinking and talking one thing led to another. Although I had been with women before, with Katrina it seemed more natural. After that first encounter, we would continue to hang out and talk everyday as if nothing had happened, and when the mood hit we would fuck each other brains out.

  Now this bitch is back in town like she doesn’t have a care in the world. I know Katrina and how scandalous her ass can be, so I wouldn’t be surprised if she’s the one causing havoc with Kema. I remember her telling me how she had this stuck up ass cousin she just couldn’t stand that had moved out here. Now that I’m putting two and two together I can’t help but think that cousin is Kema, unless they have other relatives down here. I want so baldy to let Kema what’s going on. I want to warn her and let her know that she needs to watch her back when it comes to Katrina. The problem is in order for me to do that, I would have to expose myself and my dealings I had with Katrina, and I’ll tell you now, that ain’t gonna happen!

  RASHAAD

  I was just leaving the strip club and I’m tipsy ass fuck, ready to get into some pussy. I know I could have fucked one of those bad bitches walking around the club trying to throw their pussy on a nigga, but I wasn’t feeling that tonight. The only reason I was there was to clear my head. I needed to relax after what had went down with me and Kema earlier, because pretty soon I have to start Veteran’s Camp and I needed to get my head in the game. I know I can’t go into the season trying to juggle keeping Katrina and my baby a secret, and taking my frustration out on Kema, because that�
�s not going to work.

  When I pulled up at the house the clock said two in the morning. I knew Kema was asleep inside, or at least that’s what I hoped. After getting out of my car I went into the kitchen to grab a bottle of water before I retreated upstairs into our bedroom. I found Kema lying there sound asleep. She looked sexy as ever with a peaceful look on her face. I walked passed her and went into the bathroom to take a quick shower to get the club smell off of me.

  When I came out of the bathroom, I noticed that she must have shifted, because she was now lying on her back. I climbed in the bed under the covers and saw that she wasn’t wearing any clothes. My dick instantly got hard at the sight. I positioned myself between her legs, before I opened them and started gently on her clit. The taste of her pussy was so sweet that I opened my mouth wider and started to suck it whole.

  Kema stirred in her sleep. She started to moan, before she grabbed ahold of the top of my head and begin grinding her pussy in my mouth in a circular motion.

  “Oh my God Baby!” She whimpered as she started to grind faster.

  I grabbed her hips and held them down as I pushed my tongue in and out of her pussy while she continued to fuck my mouth. Once I felt her legs beginning to shake, I knew she was about to cum.

  “Yes, Rashaad…yes!” she screamed out as her juices crept down my throat.

  I made sure to swallow every last drop. I got up and slid my dick in replace of my tongue and started to make slow love to my woman. We kissed on another passionately as I stroked in and out of her.

  “I love you so much Kema.” I whispered in her ear.

  “I love you more baby. I’ll never leave you.” she responded with so much passion that I’d be a fool not to believe her.

  We continued to make love for about another forty-five minutes until she climaxed again for the third time, then I finally exploded inside of her shortly after. After making love, we both just laid in bed together. We cuddled while Kema laid on my chest. Both of us were silent, as if we were waiting on the other to speak first.

  “Kema did you mean what you told me earlier while we were making love?” I asked being the first to speak.

  “About loving you? Yes I did Rashaad, I’ll always love you baby.” she told me as she kissed me softly on my chest.

  “And what about never leaving me?”

  “I’m here to stay Rashaad. I meant what I said when I made that vow to you in High School.”

  “Kema, I have a baby on the way.” I blurted out.

  KEMA

  I thought I was hearing things.

  “What did you just say?” I asked Rashaad as I jumped up and cut on the lamp on the night stand.

  “I said I have a baby on the way.” He repeated himself.

  I stood there, starring at his ass as if he had two fucking heads! I couldn’t believe he just admitted to what I was hoping wasn’t true. I don’t know what came over me, but next thing I knew I picked up that fucking lamp and threw that shit straight at his head. He ducked just in time and it crashed on the wall.

  What the fuck is wrong with you girl!” Rashaad yelled.

  “No, what the fuck do you mean you have a baby on the way? So the rumors are true? Not only have you been cheating on me, but you fucking bitches bare and getting them pregnant!” I asked with tears streaming down my face.

  “Baby look, I’m so sorry. Yes the rumors are partially true. I do have a child on the way, but that’s just it. It was a one night stand.” He explained. “I was fucked up leaving the club from a party one of the teammates threw. Next thing I knew I was waking up the next morning with this chick lying in bed next to me. I swear Kema I don’t even remember fucking her! Then a couple of months later she reaches out to tell me that she’s pregnant.” We just stood there silently, starring at each other. You could only hear our heavy breathing.

  “Rashaad, so you’re standing here telling me that there may be a possibility that you have a child with someone else?” I finally spoke.

  “Yes baby.”

  “But there’s a big possibility that this baby might not be yours, right? Considering the fact that you met this bitch at a club, who knows how many niggas she goes home with on a daily basis!” I said yelling.

  I was beyond pissed and hurt!

  “It could be, but I won’t really know until the baby gets here. I’m sorry baby I really am.” Rashaad told me as he made his way over to where I was standing. When he got close enough he wrapped his arms around my body.

  “How could you do this to us?” I cried into his arms.

  “I’m sorry Kema, I really am. I’ll spend the rest of my life making it up baby. As a matter of fact let’s get married like we planned. Let’s ride this out together baby.” Rashaad replied as he was stroking the side of my face while looking me in my eyes.

  All I saw was the man that I fell in love with looking right back at me. Even though he had fucked up, Rashaad was touching my soul. I had made up my mind and there was no way I was about to let some random bitch and her so called baby come in between us.

  PAM

  Ever since I saw Katrina at the restaurant, my mind has been all over the place. I’ve been totally distracted from everything. Hell, I was barely paying attention to my children and Eddie. I knew I had to get it together though, because that hoe was definitely not worth the distraction.

  I realized that I hadn’t heard from Kema since we met that day as well. I had to reach out to her to see if she was ok.

  “Hey babe, what’s on your agenda today?” Eddie asked me as he came out of the bathroom.

  I forgot that I was still even in the damn bed. Normally I would be up and getting breakfast and the kids situated. Thank God they were still at Eddie’s mom.

  “I was thinking of maybe calling up Kema and seeing if she wanted to do some shopping and lunch today.” I responded.

  “Oh ok. Well I’m about to head to a Veterans team meeting. Camp is about to start so we have to make sure we get the rookies situated and get the playbooks in order. I’ll see you later love.” Eddie said as he gave me a kiss and left out of the room.

  Minutes later I heard the garage door opening letting me know he was gone. I reached over and grabbed my phone to call Kema.

  “Hey girl, how are you today?” I asked as soon as she answered the phone.

  “I’m ok, what’s up with you?”

  “Nothing much. I was calling to check on you since the last time we talked things were crazy. I also wanted to see if you wanted to hang out today?”

  “Yeah, you’re right. The last time we talked I was just all over the place and I apologize for that.”

  “Girl, no need to apologize! You’re going through shit and as a friend I’m here for you.” I genuinely reminded her.

  “Thank you Pam, I really appreciate that. As far as going out today, I would love too. It’s just that Katrina called me up this morning asking if she could come over and have girl time. You’re more than welcome to come over here and join us.” Kema invited.

  Just the mention on Katrina’s name made my stomach turn knots.

  “Sure I would love to. What time should I be there?”

  “Around one o’clock is perfect. Does that sound good to you?”

  “One sounds great. Do I need to bring anything?”

  “Just bring yourself. I have more than enough wine and food.”

  “Ok, I’ll see you then. Talk to you later.”

  Once Kema and I hung up the phone, I looked at the clock and noticed that I had an hour and a half to get myself prepared to be around Katrina.

  Lord give me strength.

  KATRINA

  After the restaurant, I knew I needed to beef up my plan to get rid of Kema, so I called her up and asked her if it was ok for me to come over and just have some girl time with her. Just like I expected, she agreed. I knew Rashaad wasn’t going to be there because I had texted him earlier to ask him if he would be coming over and he told me that he had team meeting to attend. He a
lso said they would also be going over some film afterwards.

  I already knew that I didn’t have to worry about his ass lurking around. I needed to get inside of Kema’s weak ass head and convince her that she’d be better off without Rashaad. This would be so much easier if I could just spill the tea and tell her ass that my baby daddy is actually her man, but what fun would that be? Besides, I needed to become Mrs. Rashaad Davis and I can’t be her if I did that. Rashaad wouldn’t have that at all.

  As I was getting dressed, my phone started to ring. I looked at the caller ID and saw that it was the last person in the world that I wanted to speak to. Even so, I knew I better pick up the phone.

  “Hello.” I spoke.

  “Why the fuck haven’t you been answering the phone when I called Katrina?” He yelled into the phone.

  “I’m sorry baby. I’ve been trying to handle things on this end. How are you?” I asked trying to sound sincere.

  “Fuck all that! When should I be expecting my money?” he asked getting straight to the point.

  “I’m still working on that. It’s gonna take a little longer than I expected, but I should have by the time the baby is born.”

  “When the baby is born? Bitch that’s months from now! I want my shit within the next two months and I don’t give a damn how you get it!” He said and hung up the phone in my face.

  A panic instantly came over me, so I called my momma up.

  “What’s up?” She said when she answered the phone.

  “Ma, you know who just called and said he wants his money within the next two months! How the fuck am I supposed to get that much in such a short amount of time?” I asked screaming into the phone.

  “Girl stop yelling in my goddamn ear!” She yelled. “All you gotta do is cut out this nice sideline shit like I told you, and just give Rashaad’s ass an ultimatum. Tell his ass that he needs to choose between his family and Kema, and by family I mean you and the baby. At the same time you need to convince Kema harder to take her ass home. Trust me, I know Annie’s ass will welcome her back with open arms. She has a routine of doing that.” My momma said laughing into the phone.