Side Chic

by La'Tonya West

  I sat in the doctor’s office on Wednesday evening flipping through the pages of a Paula Dean’s cooking magazine and waiting to be called to the back. This was my first doctor’s appointment, I knew that I was about three months pregnant but I wasn’t exactly sure. I felt bad that I hadn’t gone to the doctor before now to make sure that my baby was okay. It was alright though because from here on out I was going to make sure that I was at every appointment to ensure that I delivered a healthy baby.

  A young woman who looked to be in her late twenties or early thirties came in and took the seat next to me. Her stomach was way out there like she was about to pop at any second. “Hey.” She spoke looking over at me with a warm smile. Her hair was in microbraids pulled up into and ponytail with some down in the back. She had skin the color of mocha, dark brown beady eyes and when she smiled I noticed the wide gap between her two front teeth. She was about 5’6 and very petite except for her baby bump.

  “Hey. How are you?” I replied politely.

  She let out a loud sigh and rubbed her stomach. “Tired.” We both laughed. “Girl, my back and feet are killing me! I can’t wait to drop this load! Only three more months!”

  I looked at her huge belly. “Three?”

  She laughed. “I know right! It looks like I am about ten months now!”

  I shook my head and unconsciously rubbed my own belly, praying that I wouldn’t be that big even at nine months. My belly had started to grow a little bit. “Gosh, I don’t think you are going to make it another three months! Your stomach looks like it might pop at any second!”

  “Yeah it does but I was big like this with my first son.”

  “Oh really? How old is your first son? I know he is excited about becoming a big brother!” I smiled.

  I watched as a sad expression covered her face. “He was five. He passed a few months ago.”

  “Oh my God!” My heart went out to this woman that I’d just met only a few minutes ago. I couldn’t even imagine what she must’ve been going through on the inside. “I am so sorry for your loss. If you don’t mind me asking, what happened?”

  “Car accident…loss my son and my husband.”

  My hand went up to my chest. “Goodness, I am so sorry.”

  “Thank you.” She smiled but it looked to be forced. “Is this your first one?” I could tell that she was trying to change the subject.

  “Yes ma’am.” I replied still feeling some type of way after hearing that she’d just lost her son and her husband.

  She laughed. “Girl, how old do I look? You are over there talking about yes ma’am! I am only thirty years old!”

  I laughed too. “I am so sorry. By the way I am LaQuela but you can call me Lala.” I offered her my hand for her to shake.

  She shook my hand. “I’m Denise but you can call me Nisey.”

  “Nice to meet you Nisey.”

  “Likewise.” She replied. “Are you from here?”

  “No, I have a cousin that lives out here. I just moved here almost two months ago…I needed a change.”

  “Hmph and you moved here?”

  “Well it was kind of something that I had to do as opposed to something I wanted to do. I like it though. I just don’t know anybody out here. My cousin and I had words right after I moved out here so I am pretty much alone.”

  “Oh I know how that can be. It’s never easy dealing with family.” She gave me a sympathetic look. “Do you have a cell?”

  “Yeah.”

  “Tell you what. Program my number in your phone and that way you won’t have to feel alone anymore.” She said smiling. “I could use someone to talk to as well. Besides I am a firm believer that God places people in your path for a reason. He knew that you needed someone and so here I am.”

  I was starting to like this stranger. She seemed like a really nice person. I took out my cell and typed in her name. “What’s your number?”

  “434-555-0001.”

  I typed in the number and hit save. “Now don’t get mad because I use it too much and be ducking my calls!” I joked.

  She shook her head. “Oh honey you may end up feeling the same way about me.” We chit chatted for a few more minutes, getting to know each other before the nurse came out and called me to the back.

  I got up and grabbed my pocketbook. “Alright Nisey if I don’t see you when I come out I will give you a call later. My number will show up as a 757 number.”

  “Okay. I hope that everything is okay with the baby.”

  “Thank you. I hope so too.” I followed the nurse to the back.

  “Hello Ms. Chambers. How are you today?” The older white nurse asked.

  “I am doing quite fine and yourself?”

  “I’m doing just great.” We walked over to the scale. “Hand me your bag and then step up there so that I can get your weight.” I did as instructed. “Okay…162. Alrighty, do you think you could step right in that restroom right over there and get me a urine sample. The cups are in the metal medicine cabinet right above the toilet. You can leave the cup on the counter next to the sink. Be careful not to knock it over and spill the urine. You’d be surprised at how many ladies do that.” She said pointing to a door on the right. “I’ll take your bag in the examination room which is right next door. Come in there when you’re done.”

  “Okay…thanks.” I went into the restroom and got down a cup and peed in it like she had asked. I sat the cup on the counter and washed my hands. Then I went into the examination room where the nurse was waiting for me.

  She handed me a thin paper gown. “Here take this. Take off everything and put this on so that the opening is in the front. I am going to step out so that you can undress, then I’ll be back.” She left the room. I undressed, put on the gown and then folded my clothes into a neat pile and placed them in the chair that sat in the corner next to the window along with my pocketbook. I sat down on the examining table. A few minutes later there was a soft tap at the door.

  “It’s just me, Nurse Susan.” The nurse said walking back into the room. She started to check my vitals and take my temperature. She wrote down everything as she went. “Your blood pressure looks good. That’s a good thing. You don’t want to suffer from high blood pressure. So many women develop it during pregnancy,” I didn’t say anything I just listened. “You have the most beautiful hazel green eyes. They aren’t contacts are they?”

  “No ma’am.” I was used to people asking me that.

  “They’re beautiful.”

  “Thank you.”

  “Well I am going to step out. Dr. Porter should be in shortly.” With that she was gone. I sat there looking around the room and waiting for Dr. Porter to come in.

  A few minutes later a tall slim greying middle-aged black woman walked in. She had her hair pulled back into a bun. “Hello, I am Dr. Patrice Porter. How are you today?”

  “I’m fine, thank you. I’m LaQuela Chambers.”

  “Nice to meet you, Ms. Chambers. When was your last period?”

  “In December.”

  She looked like she was counting it up in her head. “Ooh that was three months ago. So you are at least three months along?”

  “Yes, ma’am.”

  “You know it is very important that mothers get the proper prenatal care during pregnancy to ensure a healthy pregnancy as well as a healthy baby.”

  That made me feel like such a bad mother. I dropped my head. “Yes ma’am I know. I’ve just been going through a few things and just really getting settled here.”

  “I understand. Alright, let me examine you and then I am going to do and ultra sound and see just how far along you are.” I grew excited at the mention of her doing an ultra sound! That meant that I was going to get to see my little one. She did her examination and then she let me hear the baby’s heartbeat. “Hmmm there it goes. Oh goodness, that little joker has a strong heartbeat!” She giggled.

  The sound of my baby’s heartbeat brought tears to my eyes. It also made me feel motivated mor
e than ever to get my life in order. I had to do everything in my power to ensure that she or he had the best life possible since I had ruined the chances of my child having a real family.

  The sound of Dr. Porter’s voice interrupted my thoughts and brought me back to reality. “Okay let’s see this little munchkin.” She squeezed some cold gel on my stomach and then started to perform the ultrasound. The screen was facing her and so I couldn’t see. The anticipation was killing me. “Oh boy…well isn’t this something?’

  “What? What’s wrong?” I asked growing worried.

  “Oh nothing’s wrong doll baby but you are in for a bit of a surprise.” She responded turning the monitor around so that I could see.

  I looked at the monitor but couldn’t make out what I was looking at. “Ummm…I don’t know what I’m looking at exactly.” I admitted.

  She let out a chuckle and pointed at the screen. “You are looking at 1 baby here and 1 baby here.”

  I was sure that I’d heard her wrong. “Say what?”

  She repeated. “Here’s one baby and here’s the other. Ms. Chambers, you are fourteen weeks pregnant with twins.” The room started to spin and I felt lightheaded. “Are you alright?”

  I couldn’t respond. I just laid there and cried.

  Tre

  It was Saturday and being that I had the weekend off I decided to kick it with the fellas. I hadn’t kicked it with my boys in a minute. All of my time had been going into spending time with Kisha and the kids. Today was my day. I took a shower and got dressed in a pair of black Jordan sweats, a white tee, a pair of all black Jordans and a black VA fitted. I’d just gone to the barbershop that morning and gotten a fresh cut and shave. I looked myself over in the full length mirror in the bathroom one more time before going down the hall into the living room.

  Kisha was sitting on the sofa with her head stuck in a book as usual. “Alright sexy, I’ll be back in a few.” I kissed her as I slipped on my coat.

  “Yeah…don’t be out too late.” She said never looking up from the book that she was reading.

  “I’m not.” I assured her. “What’s that you’re reading that has you all sucked in?”

  “The name of it is Salty by an author named Aleta Williams.” She looked up at me finally. Her eyes glowing with excitement! “It’s a good book too, now stop bothering me so that I can finish reading and get started on the two free books that Black Expressions sent me in the mail yesterday!”

  I shook my head. This woman loved to read. “That’s where all of our money is going to…in books.” I teased her. “You got so many dag on books that we barely have room for anything else. I’m starting to think that you have a problem.”

  She flipped her book over and laid it down on the sofa and then looked up at me. She looked so sexy with her hair pulled back into a ponytail, wearing one of my big shirts and a pair of footies. “I see you aren’t going to hush so that I can finish reading my book. Now as far as me having a problem, it could be worse. I could be out running the streets and giving my goodies away!”

  “Yeah and you could get your head knocked off! Don’t play with me girl!” I said grabbing her and tonguing her down. I laid her back on the sofa, kissing her on her chin and then her neck.

  She started pushing me off of her. “Tre move! You are going to mess up my book!”

  “What?”

  “Move boy! My book is on the sofa and you have me lying on top of it! That will mess up the cover!”

  “Lord have mercy!” I said letting her up. “The kids are gone and we have the opportunity to get it in right here on the sofa and all you can worry about is your book!” I laughed because she never ceased to amaze me.

  “We can get it in later when you get home! Right now Salty is calling my name!” She picked up her book from the sofa.

  “Yeah well I’m salty that I can’t get no pussy because my wife would rather read.”

  She smiled at me, biting on her bottom lips. “I like the sound of that…my wife.”

  “I bet you do. You should know something though…a real wife would never choose a book over sexing her husband.” I teased but there was some seriousness to my statement.

  “I’ll keep that in mind. Now toss me those chocolate chip cookies over there by the TV on your way out the door and stop whining!” I tossed her the cookies on my way out and locked the door.

  On my way to Casper’s house I stopped by the Red Barn, a gas station that sold food. It was right up the street from where he lived. When I pulled into the parking lot I saw Casper’s cherry red 2007 Chevy Impala. I got out of my car leaving the motor running. On my way in I spoke to my boy Tyson who was posted up in front of the store.

  “What’s good my nig?” I asked giving him some dap. I knew without asking what he was doing. He didn’t care if it was raining, sleeting, or snowing he was going to make money.

  He took a pull of the Newport that he was holding. “Ain’t shit. Just chillin, trying to get this money. Where you headed?”

  “I’m bout to head up here to Casper’s crib for a minute and see what them niggas talkin about?”

  “That’s what’s up. I might come through a little bit later on.” He nodded his head towards the store. “Tamika’s nasty ass just went in. That hoe ain’t shit! She was eyeing me like I owed her ass something.”

  I laughed. I knew the look that he was talking about all too well because she always gave me the same look every time that I saw her. “Man, I don’t even see why Casper is even fucking with her. He knows that she has fucked Cameron, Skeet and Rick! Her ass be doing everything that she can to get my attention whenever she sees me but I don’t pay her ass no mind. There’s just some shit that I won’t do and her ass is one of them!”

  “I know that’s right.” He agreed. “I did hear that the hoe has some fiyah head though. I heard that she will suck the skin off of a dick for a lollipop!”

  Just as I was about to respond, Tamika came out of the store. “Hey Tre.” She smiled as she sashayed past me, giving me the same look that she always did. As she walked away I noticed the extra sway in her hips. She was phat as hell, there was no denying that. The black and white zebra print pants that she was wearing fit her like a second layer of skin and the black top that she wore stopped just above her belly button. Her hair was laid to perfection, not a piece out of place. The stiletto boots that she wore clicked against the pavement as she walked towards Casper’s Impala. She was way over dressed for somebody just making a run to the corner store. I’d break Kisha’s neck if I ever caught her in some shit like that!

  “Now she knows damned well that it’s too cold out here for that lil ass shirt that she has on!” Tyson said shaking his head. “That shit ain’t sexy at all! That bitch just looks stupid!”

  He had a point, it was way too cold for the shirt that Tamika was wearing but everybody knew what that was about…attention. She was one of those chicks who would go to any extent to get some attention regardless of what she had to do. “Man, you are crazy!” I laughed. “Look, I’m going to holla at you later on when you come through.”

  “Alright my man, be easy.” He said still looking at Tamika as she backed out of the parking lot. He had a look of disgust on his face. I was beginning to wonder if something had gone down between the two of them. I thought about asking but then decided against it. Even if something had gone down it wasn’t any of my business. We gave each other dap and then I went ahead inside the store. I knew that I was going to be drinking once I got to Casper’s so I decided to get me something to eat. I ordered two hotdogs all the way and got a bag of chips. Once my food was ready I paid for my stuff and left. I smashed both hotdogs on the way up the street.

  When I got to Casper’s, he and the rest of the fellas were down in the basement playing Spades and getting fucked up. I sat down and joined right in. By ten that night I was so fucked up that I passed out on the sofa down in the basement.

  I was awakened by the feel of soft lips around my dick. I opened
my eyes but couldn’t see shit because the room was dark. “Mmmm…Kisha…baby that shit feels good.” I moaned resting my head on the back of the sofa. I could still feel the effects of the alcohol that I had consumed earlier. She didn’t respond instead she opened her mouth wider and went all the way down on my dick until her forehead was touching the bottom of my stomach. She relaxed her throat muscles and took my dick down her throat like a pro. My toes were curled so tightly that I heard them pop! I grabbed the back of her head and tried to shove my dick even further down her throat. “Oh fuck, your mouth feels good! Damn…baby!” I held on to her hair as I fucked the back of her throat. That shit was feeling so good that I pushed her head away. I wasn’t ready to come just yet. She let my dick slip from her lips. She used her spit as a lubricant as she stroked my throbbing erection. Her mouth was now on my balls licking and sucking. I wasn’t sure what had gotten into her but I loved it. She’d never given me head like this before. The slurping noises that she was making were about to drive me over the edge! “Baby…I’m about to cum…put it back in your mouth.” She did like I asked. She sucked on just the head while continuing to stroke me with her hand. It didn’t take long for me to release my load down her throat. “Ooooooh….shit!” I yelled as I came. She continued sucking until she had gotten every drop. I was so spent after busting that nut that I laid there and fell right back to sleep.