“Alright then it was great seeing you again. Take care and congratulations again.” He gave me a hugged and then went back inside the building.
“I guess I’d better be going. I’ll be in touch.” I told Tre as I opened the door to get inside my car.
“Lala, this conversation isn’t over. We need to come to some type of agreement.”
“Bye Tre.” I closed my door and started the ignition.
“This shit isn’t funny yo.”
“I agree and it’s about to get even less funny real soon.” I put my car in reverse and left him standing in the parking lot. I couldn’t help but burst into laughter as I thought about the helpless expression on his face. “That’s what you get for fucking with a bitch like me!”
A few minutes past before my phone vibrated alerting me that I had a new text message. I picked up my phone and checked the message. Tre: We need to talk once both of us have calmed down and are thinking clearly.
Me: Boy bye…stop texting my fucking phone…remember that? It’s funny how your words can come back to bite you in the ass isn’t it? After replying I turned off my phone and tossed it in the passenger seat.
When I got back to my parent’s house I packed up my things so that I would be ready to head back to Danville the next morning. I’d handled my business here for the time being and now it was time for me to head home. I was missing Nisey and Evan terribly and also ready to leave Boykins.
Later that night as me and my parents sat in the living room eating some of my mom’s homemade apple pie with vanilla ice cream. My dad asked. “So have you talked to the babies’ father?”
“Yes sir, I have.”
“And…what did he say? Is he going to help you with them?”
“Yeah.” I lied, well not really because he was going to help. Maybe not by choice but he was definitely going to help. “Yeah everything went well.”
“That’s good.” My ma commented. “I thought he was going to be a bit of a problem being that he’s already living with a woman. How is he going to tell her about you and the babies?”
“I have no idea. That’s his problem not mine.” I answered truthfully. “I really don’t want to talk about this on my last night here. I just want to enjoy the two of you.”
“Alright baby.” My ma agreed. “You know, I really don’t like the idea of you driving back by yourself. You are too far along to be traveling long distances alone. I know you aren’t due for another month or so but anything could happen.”
I hadn’t given that any thought at all but I was sure that everything would be fine. My parent’s worried way too much. “I’ll be fine ma.”
“Lala, your mama is right. Maybe you should let me take you back or you could stay here.”
“No, I couldn’t ask you to do that. And what about my car? If you took me back how am I supposed to get my car?”
“Or you could stay here.” He repeated.
“No daddy, I have to go back.”
“Why do you have to go back?”
“Because that’s where I live now.” I laughed. “I will be fine and if anything happens I have my cell.”
“Baby, I don’t know about you traveling alone…” My ma said again. “I will just be worried to death the entire time.”
“Ma, I will be fine.” I assured her.
“Alright Lala, but call me every hour to let me know that you are okay.”
“I will…I promise.” We sat and talked for a while longer before I decided to go to bed. I kissed both of my parents and told them I loved them because I was sure that they would both be asleep when I left in the morning.
I took a hot shower and then got in bed. After laying down I remembered that I had turned off my cell earlier. I got up and got my cell from my pocketbook and turned it back on so that I could set the alarm to wake me in the morning. No sooner than I powered on my cell a flood of text messages came through. There were several from Tre telling me that we needed to talk and one from Nisey telling me that she couldn’t wait to see me and how much she missed me. I also had a voicemail notification. I dialed my voicemail and typed in my pin. Tre’s voice poured through the phone, “Lala, this shit has gotten way out of hand. I apologize for putting my hands on you last night. That shit wasn’t cool. I was just frustrated. I mean, first you up and leave without telling me anything. Now you’re back and I hear that you’ve written this book and you’re pregnant! It’s just a lot for a nigga to digest all at once. I understand that you are mad but shit doesn’t have to be this way. You and I are better than this. Also you were right when you said that you’ve been more than nice by leaving and not causing me any problems. Not just that but you put your own feelings to the side for me. I appreciate that because you could’ve done like most bitches and caused a lot of drama but you didn’t. Well I’m going to get off this phone but I would appreciate it if you would call me back so that we can talk and come to some kind of agreement. Alright holla back.” With that he disconnected the call.
I sat there on side of my bed holding the phone with tears streaming down my face. Now why couldn’t he have just done that to start with? I wondered. All I’d wanted from the beginning was for him to be civilized. I looked at the time on my phone. It read 10:21pm. I strolled through my call log until I came to Tre’s name and then pressed send. The phone rang a few times before he answered.
“Hello.”
“Hey.” I sniffled. “What do you want to talk about?”
“Are you crying?” There was unexpected concern in his tone. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.” I replied using my hands to wipe my tears away. “What’s up?”
He ignored my question and asked. “What do you mean nothing? Something is obviously wrong if you are crying.”
I let out a sigh. “I’m just very emotional due to the pregnancy and listening to your message made me cry. Tre, I don’t want to fight with you. That is not at all why I came here. I just wanted you to know about the babies because I felt you deserved to know.”
I heard him let out a sigh as well. “I feel you but listen I am at my last building. I should be done within the next hour. I am in Suffolk tonight so I should be back at the Service Master building no later than 12:30 or 1:00. Do you think we could meet there and talk when I get off?”
“Yeah but I can’t stay long because I am leaving early in the morning to go back home.”
“Alright, I’ll see you then. I’ll call you when I am almost there.”
“Okay.” We hung up and I laid down to get a nap in before I had to go and meet Tre. Not too long after dozing off I, woke up to my phone ringing and having sharp pains in the bottom of my stomach. They weren’t unbearable but they were painful enough. I grabbed my phone and answered it.
“Hey, I’m almost at Service Master.” Tre said as soon as I answered.
“Okay, I’ll be there.”
“Alright…” We hung up and I got up, went into the kitchen and got a glass of water. Then I went into the bathroom and got the Tylenol out of the medicine cabinet and took two. I went back to my room and got dressed, then left to go meet Tre.
Tre
On the drive back to Service Master I was happy as fuck to know that Lala had calmed down. I knew without a doubt that I could change her mind about the paternity and child support shit that she’d been yapping about earlier. I’d known that she’d said all of it out of anger but I’d also known that there was no way in hell that I could let her go through with it because there was no way in hell that I could possibly hide all of that shit without Kisha finding out. I knew that when I talked to her I had to choose my words carefully so that I wouldn’t set her off again. As long as I kept her happy I had a chance at keeping this shit quiet.
I pulled into the parking lot at Service Master and parked next to my car. Lala hadn’t arrived yet, so I turned on the radio and sat in the van and waited. A few minutes later Lala pulled up and parked next to me. I got out of the van and walked over to her car. She un
locked the door and I got in on the passenger side. She looked really tired. For the first time, I took a minute to really look at her. Her hair had grown a lot in the past few months and even though she’d put on a lot of weight due to the pregnancy she was still beautiful as ever. I had to admit she looked really cute pregnant.
“Hey.” She spoke first.
“Hey. I know it’s late and you’re tired so I won’t hold you long.” I told her. “Look I want to apologize again for putting my hands on you.” She didn’t say anything she just nodded her head. “Why didn’t you tell me that you were pregnant before you left?”
“Honestly, I didn’t know how to tell you. I was afraid. I knew that you wouldn’t be too happy about it because of your situation and I assumed that you would more than likely ask me to get an abortion. I wasn’t sure if that was what I wanted. I didn’t really decide to keep what I thought was one baby until after I had left. I just couldn’t bring myself to have an abortion. I figured that I would just keep the baby and raise it by myself. Of course when I found out later that I was pregnant with twins, I thought that maybe I should’ve went ahead and got an abortion because two babies were going to be a lot more responsibility than what I had planned for. Then I realized that regardless of whether it was one or two they were still mine and it would have been fucked up for me to kill them because of the fucked up choices that I made.”
I nodded my head. “So what made you decide to come back and tell me now?”
“Well my parents and my friend Nisey convinced me to tell you. They felt like you had the right to know and then decide whether or not you wanted to be a part of the babies lives or not. If it were left up to me, I probably wouldn’t have ever told you but the more I thought about what they were saying. I figured they had a point. I would want to know if I had a child or children somewhere out here in the world if I were a man. I would want the mother to give me the opportunity to make my own decision as to whether or not I wanted to be a part of my child’s life or not.”
I sat up and placed my head in my hands. “Fuck! This right here is crazy!” I knew that I couldn’t blame this all on her. I couldn’t even be mad at the fact that she hadn’t gotten an abortion. She had the right to choose to keep the babies but this just wasn’t a good situation for me. Regardless of how long I hid this shit from Kisha it was bound to come out sooner or later. I couldn’t hide two damn kids and another babymama forever! I sat back up and looked over at Lala. “I have to ask you this and I hope that you don’t take this the wrong way. But are you sure those are my babies?”
She let out a sarcastic chuckle and shook her head. “Nigga are you serious? Are you really sitting here asking me this shit?” She screamed banging her hand on the steering wheel! “Before I left you and I both know it was all about you! I didn’t even have time to fuck with another nigga because every minute that you got away from Kisha we were together. No matter what time you called day or night I was always available! So when did I have time for another nigga Tre?”
I saw her getting upset so I tried to defuse the situation before it got out of hand. “Calm down Lala…”
“No fuck that! I am sick of you treating me like I’m some hoe! I haven’t been with anyone but you! You and only you! I can’t even imagine fucking with another man! Do you know why? Huh?”
I knew she wanted me to ask so I did. “Why?”
“Because I love you…” Her voice cracked and the tears began to roll. “I know that you don’t love me or even have feelings for me but that doesn’t change the way that I feel about you. I missed you so much when I was away that it hurt. I missed laughing with you and us talking for hours about any and everything. I missed you making love to me, the way that your body felt against mine, how your lips felt on my skin, the way that you smell, and the way that you taste…I missed everything. I just missed you…us. You have no idea what I have been going through since that day that I left. I not only lost my lover but I lost my friend. People from the outside looking in can judge me and say that I ain’t shit because I fell in love with and got pregnant by another woman’s man but all of those people can kiss my red ass. Those people don’t know how you made me feel when I was with you. It wasn’t just about sex with us. It was something much deeper than that. I wish that we could have met under different circumstance but fuck it…shit happens. I don’t regret being with you and if I had to do it all over again…I would.”
Hearing her pour her heart out to me like that did something to me. Before I had a chance to think about what I was doing I leaned over and covered her lips with mine. We kissed like two long lost lovers. I can’t say how long the kiss lasted but Lala was the first to pull back. She grabbed her stomach and grimaced like she was in pain.
“What’s wrong?” I asked unconsciously touching her belly.
“Nothing…just had a little pain that’s all. I’m fine.” She assured me but the look on her face was saying something different.
“Are you sure that you are okay?” I asked removing my hand from her stomach.
“Yeah, I’m good.” She took my hand and placed it back on her stomach. “Don’t move it.” She looked at me with those beautiful green eyes that had trapped my ass in the beginning. She leaned over and kissed me again. I kissed her back enjoying the taste of her lips and tongue. I knew that I was dead wrong for what I was doing. The point of me coming here had been to try to come to some type of resolution to the shit that my dick had already gotten me into but instead I was making it even worst. My hand found its way underneath Lala’s shirt. I caressed her swollen breasts through her bra. I heard her let out a soft moan. I let go of her lips and kissed a trail down her neck.
“Mmmmm…Tre, I’ve missed you so much. Make love to me…please.” Lala begged.
My dick was rock hard and standing at attention. I believe I wanted her just as bad or more than she wanted me at this moment. It had been a long time since I’d sampled her sweet punany. I stopped kissing and nibbling her neck long enough to respond. “There isn’t enough room in here. We are going to have to move to the van.”
“I don’t care where we have to move to. Hell right now we could move on the ground. I haven’t had any since the last time we were together. My body is long overdue.”
Without further discussion we got out of her car and moved to the van. Once we were inside I undressed her from waist down and myself. “Are you comfortable?” I asked her.
“Not really but I’ll be alright.” She responded as she turned on her side.
“I remember the first time that you let me taste it was in the back of this van.” I reminded her as I kissed up her thigh.
“I wish that you’d stop teasing me and taste it now.”
“Turn around.”
She got up on all fours and I got behind her. I used my hands to spread her ass cheeks giving me an open view of her beautiful pink pussy. I didn’t waste any time diving in. I licked and sucked on her clit for less than a minute before she started to scream and holler while her legs shook uncontrollably. “Oh shit Tre!” I sat up and smiled. It was just like old times when I used to make her cum with little or no effort!
“Mmmm…you know that I ain’t finished yet.” I put my face back where it had just come from and brought her to another powerful orgasm before entering her from behind. I took my time and stroked her nice and slow. I didn’t want to hurt her. The way that her muscles gripped my dick sucking me in deeper should have been against the law! She was so wet that her pussy was talking to me! “Damn baby this pussy is good.” I growled.
“Mmmm…you missed this pussy didn’t you, daddy?” She asked as she threw her hips back to meet my thrusts.
“Fuck yeah…I missed this shit girl.” I leaned over and planted kisses on her back as I continued to grind deep inside of her. I felt my orgasm building and I picked up the pace a little.
“Ooowww…Tre…slow down!” Lala squealed. I was in a zone as I continued to pump faster until I exploded inside of her. “Ooouucc
ch! Fuck! Tre…that shit hurt!” She had one had behind her pushing in my stomach trying to push me away.
“I’m sorry…baby.” I apologized as I collapsed on top of her sweating and trying to catch my breath. I had forgotten just how good her pussy was. “Damn girl…”
“Move so that I can get up!” Lala snapped. “You going all crazy like you ain’t got no sense! I told you that mess hurt!”
I smacked her on the butt before moving so that she could get up. “I said that I was sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you but it wasn’t my fault.”
“Who’s was it then?” She asked getting dressed.
“Yours cuz your stuff shouldn’t be so good.” I laughed as I slipped on my boxers and shorts. After we were both done getting dressed I helped her out of the back of the van and then walked her back over to her car.
“So what are we going to do?” She asked leaning back against the car and looking up at me.
“I am going to keep in contact with you after you go back and then once the babies are born I am going to start sending you money every two weeks to help you out. I am going to send you something next week to help get whatever you might need for them before they get here.” I reached out and rubbed her belly.
“That’s all good but what about you seeing them or possibly being there when they are born?”
“I’m going to try and see them when I can even if you and I have to meet up half way or something. We’ll work something out when the time comes.” I assured her. “Now as far as me being there when they are born…I can’t promise you that. You know my situation now. I can try my best but you and I both know that I am not going to be there like you want me to be or even how I want to be.”
I could tell by the expression on her face that she wasn’t really happy with my response but instead of putting up a fuss she just simply said. “Okay.”
“Alright well I am going to let you go so that you can get some rest before you hit the road in the morning. Even though we haven’t quite seen eye to eye for the most of your visit, I am glad that we were able to come to an understanding before you left.” I pulled her into my arms. “Take care of yourself and my babies and I will be in touch. As a matter of fact call me and let me know that you made it back safely.”
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