by Lucinda John
“We’re ready daddy.” Maliah said walking down wearing an Ivory Gucci dress with a web bow around it.
I figured Macy peeped what I was wearing and decided to dress the girls to match my fly. I didn’t mind tho’ because my lil mama’s were a reflection of me. Grabbing both of them by the hand, I walked to my new truck and buckled them in the back seat. Without acknowledging Macy, I drove right past her ass standing in the doorway looking like the weak bitch she showed herself to be.
When I arrived to my mother’s house, I was impressed with my brothers. She was set up nice before I left but her new house was dope as fuck. She always loved old brick type homes, so the two-story red brick house was a perfect fit for her. The valet driver hurriedly came to the driver’s door and opened the door for me and my daughters. Once he drove my car around to be parked, the maid came out to show me where the festivities were being held.
“You must be the man of the hour.” she smiled as I followed her through the massive foyer.
“How you figure?” I asked.
“Because you look just like your brothers, sexier.” she flirted.
“Thanks.” I smirked.
She led me to a huge club house in the back of the house that was decorated in white and gold everything. There were huge welcome home and happy birthday signs plastered all over the walls. The white and gold drapes, balloons, and streamers gave the party an elegant look. My mother had a love for decorating; so, I didn’t expect anything less from her.
“My baby!!!” she gushed once she spotted me. “You’re late.”
Instead of replying I pulled her in for a big bear hug lifting her off her feet. Showering her cheeks with kisses, I savored having my mother, my backbone, my queen in my arms. My mother held it down for me in more ways than anyone could imagine and for that I would forever be grateful for her.
“Sorry mommy, I had a problem to deal with.” I replied.
“Hmm, I already know what that was.” she scoffed before reverting her attention to the girls.
“Hey, grandma babies.”
“Hey, grandma. Is Jamie here?” They excitedly asked.
“Yes, Jamie is in the back playroom with the other kids, go on.” she replied watching them run off with love in her eyes. My mother loved her grandkids with all her heart. When Macy took them away she was devastated which only made me hate Macy more.
“We’re not going to talk about that today. You’re home. It’s your birthday. Turn down for what?” My mother said trying to sound hip.
“Ma chill out.” I replied as we walked hand- in- hand thanking each and every one of my guest for coming.
When we got to an area that my mother had sectioned off to me, I found my brothers chilling both with their women on their lap. I was surprised in Ramsey for the past six months he had been seeing this same chick something he didn’t normally do. He was the fuck ‘em and leave ‘em type dude and to see him finally slowing down had me feeling proud.
“Welcome home and happy birthday!!” Joie screamed running towards me.
“Thanks sis!” I replied wrapping my arms around her thick frame. Joie was like I love my woman thick and stacked all in the right places. The only thing that turned me off was that she was half Spanish. I wasn’t racist or anything, but I loved my women milk chocolate.
“Now that you’re home we can finally set a date!” she punched me in the arm.
“I told Maleek it was ok for y’all to go ahead and jump the broom.”
“You know your brother wasn’t about to get married without you being his best man. For three years, I’ve been engaged and planned this wedding to perfection. I was so mad when you got into that fight and got more time added to your sentence.” she huffed.
“Don’t sweat it sis, I told you the wedding was on me. Anything you want; I got it.”
“Shit you ain’t have to tell me twice. My wedding will break that pocket of yours.” she giggled.
“Chill out it wouldn’t even put a dent in it, fuck outta here with that.” I playfully mushed her in the head.
“You know you’re wrong, right.” she said cocking her head to the side.
“Man, Joie don’t start.” I replied already knowing where this discussion was heading.
“The years I’ve been around I’ve grown to love Macy, but you foul for not even bringing her to the party. The only reason I didn’t tell her about it was because Maleek told me this shit was supposed to be a surprise. I didn’t know it was a surprise from her! She didn’t even know you were getting out.” Joie rambled.
“I told her I was pushing to get out on my birthday. If she would have been a good wife and remembered my birthday; then she would have known. Even after I told the bitch today was my birthday, her rat ass didn’t even wish a nigga well. Fuck outta here sticking ya nose in shit you don’t know!” I snapped feeling my anger rise.
I was sick of everyone in my ear about Macy as if I was the one in the wrong. Yeah, I fucked up and got myself in more trouble but as a wife it was her duty to stay by my side. The bitch just up and left claiming this was too much for her. She could have been laid up with the next nigga playing house and decided to come back when my sentence was coming to the end. Whatever the fuck she was doing didn’t mean shit to me anymore because I no longer wanted to stay married to her bird ass.
“Chill out bruh.” Maleek said stepping in.
“I love you like a sister Joie but stay in ya place ma.” I replied before walking to where Ramsey was sitting.
“You straight bruh?” Ramsey asked.
Ramsey Rico Sauve ass was sitting there with a bad chick in his lap looking like he was about to do a photo shoot for GQ Magazine. His skin was a dirty red color due to his mama being white and our daddy being black as fuck. He still rocked the same mini fro, low fade hair cut with a part on the right side, but now he also rocked a long beard that matched mine and Maleek’s. Ramsey was the ultimate pretty boy but push his button, and he would shift to the Devil himself.
“I’m good you know how Joie can be when she gets to popping those gums.”
“I’m always telling Maleek’s ass to put a dick in her mouth, she gets too flipped at times.” Ramsey replied causing his chick to look at him sideways.
“What you looking at me like that for? You know I’m a real nigga.” he said causing sexy to roll her eyes.
“Check me out, this is my big brother Mayhem. Mayhem this is the little shorty I’ve been kicking it with Emma.” Ramsey introduced us.
“Nice to meet you Mayhem, and happy birthday!” she replied with a smile plastered on her face and her hand out for me to shake.
“Thanks ma.” I replied returning her handshake.
“I gotta use the bathroom baby I’ll be back.” she said before kissing Ramsey on the lips and standing to walk in the direction of the bathroom.
Shorty was rocking a bad ass tight black dress that looked as if it was painted on her. The material was trying it’s best to hold on to her thick frame. I was now starting to get real jealous of my brother for bagging this real healthy soul food eating chick. The French braids that she wore in her hair were wrapped up showing off her pretty face. Her deep brown skin was glowing making me wonder if she was pregnant.
“I never thought I’d see this day.” I chuckled grabbing the bottle of Patron that was on the table.
“Man she’s real cool, smart, and independent. The fact that I was a Godfrey brother didn’t faze her; that’s what had my ass drawn to her.” he replied firing up a blunt.
“Yo, she pregnant?” I asked.
“Fuck outta here you know I don’t run up in bitches raw.” he waved me off.
“Shit, I see her glowing and shit. Plus, you done kept her around for so long I figured you had a little knucklehead coming out of her.”
“Nah, I leave that baby making shit to you and Maleek. I’m perfectly fine with being play daddy to my nieces.” he replied passing me the blunt.
“I feel you.” I said accepting t
he blunt and taking a long pull. “I don’t think Mace is mine.” I said out of the blue.
“Why you say that?” he asked, but the look on his face told me he was thinking the same thing.
“I know I was fucking her around the time she got pregnant, but then she disappeared. She never brought him to see me. Shit ain’t adding up. I’m not buying her story at all. I feel she was up to some foul shit.” I vented.
“What you gonna do?”
“I’m divorcing that bitch.”
“I’m talking about Mace.”
“I don’t know. I really want that little nigga to be mine. The few hours I spent with him I felt myself falling for his little ass. I think Imma just raise that lil nigga as mine. It would fuck me up if he wasn’t ya feel me.”
“I feel you, but whatever it is I gotchu.”
“My shit set up for me right?”
“Everything is set up the way you requested. Enjoy today we’ll work tomorrow, and then turn the fuck up my way. I really wanted to take your ass to the strip club and have two big booty bitches welcome you home with a menage a’ trois, but moms had to fuck around and throw this elegant ass party got a nigga wearing a suit and shit.”
“This is some tight work with this house and shit. I’m thinking about setting moms up with her own little business. Shit, she got a passion for the shit, and it’ll be another way to clean up money.” I replied drinking the Patron from the bottle.
“I’m with it.” Ramsey replied motioning for a girl to come to where we were sitting.
This nigga was out of his fucking mind. He had a shorty with him, but he was about to Mack on the next bitch.
“Listen ma, I know you feeling salty and shit about the way shit between us went down. You knew what it was before you got on your knees and sucked this dick. You are looking like you about to start some drama. Neesha, I swear if you come to my chick on that fuck shit I will personally bury your ass. Nah, I don’t know how you got invited to this private family affair, but I suggest you bounce.” Ramsey said causing me to spit out my drink.
Shit between him and that Emma chick must have been real serious for him to be checking a bitch over her. One thing about Ramsey was he didn’t give a fuck. He would have two chicks fighting over him and simply walk away with a new one.
“Happy birthday Mayhem and welcome home.” she licked her lips at me before walking off.
“Damn bro, you feeling that one.” I said watching the way ol’ girl’s ass swayed in her tight pencil skirt.
“Nah bruh, I ain’t tryna have no drama unfold at mom’s crib.” he replied, but I knew better. Ramsey was really feeling this chick. I was happy for my baby brother.
For the remainder of the night, we smoked, drank, and ate some good ass food. When the party came to an end I thanked my mother and made promises to link up with my brothers for our first day of work with me officially being in the streets. As I walked through the front door with both of my sleeping beauties in my arms, the joy of my night was suddenly snatched from me. Coming home to Macy wasn’t how I pictured my night ending, but I planned on spending time home with my kids before I made my move.
I placed the girls in their beds and went to the kitchen to grab me a bottle of water. Disregarding a naked Macy who was standing next to a cake, a wrapped gift box, and a few balloons; I drunk my water, tossed it in the trash, and walked out the kitchen. I wasn’t in the mood to be bothered. So, I grabbed my son from his bed, and we camped out in my daughters’ room. All I needed in my life of sin were my kids. Macy could go play in traffic for all I cared.
Tiny
“Bitch you hit the motherfucking jackpot!” Neesha said as we sat on the floor of my living room wrapping up my earnings in rubber bands.
“Girl can you shut up and help so I can finish. Cash has been blowing my ass up.” I sucked my teeth.
“I don’t know why you fucking with that pimp ass nigga. You make all this damn money stripping when he got you out there popping your pussy and keeping the majority of your money. I say leave his ass alone.” she lectured.
That shit was easier said than done. A broken arm, two black eyes, and bruised rib cages, was what I got when I attempted to leave Cash. He felt like because he came in my life when I needed him the most that I owed him everything. I started off on the hoe stroll, but was promoted to his down bitch who would only service the high paying customers. I was laid out in a very luxurious three- bedroom condo. I drove a Benz, rocked designer labels all courtesy to him, but that was it. If I needed money to take care of myself or even my son, I was ass out. He pocketed all my money and expected me to survive off of eight hundred dollars a month.
To take care of me and my son I had to strip on the low. Cash had no idea I was stripping and turning tricks. Hell, he didn’t even know I had this apartment. When he would go out- of- town, I would do my thing then come to my apartment and stash all my earnings.
“Girl, help me so I can go.” I rolled my eyes at Neesha.
Neesha was a girl I met while working at Tasty’s. She was mad cool, and we instantly clicked. We were but money bitches trying to get it by any means. She understood my hustle without judging me, and that’s why she was my bitch.
“Listen, are you dancing tonight?” she asked.
“Imma try.” I replied. Cash had just got in town, and I knew for a fact there was no way I could leave the house without him being all over me.
“Bitch, you had better. Those Godfrey brothers about to be in the motherfucking building! Shit, they all sexy with big bank. I’m tryna bag Mayhem sexy ass since shit ain’t work out between me and his little brother.” she said popping her pussy into my carpet.
“Your a jump off for real.” I laughed at her sthot ways.
“How am I a jump off?” she asked looking at me sideways.
“You jumping from brother- to- brother make you a jump off.”
“If it isn’t the pot calling the kettle black,” she said sucking her teeth. “Miss fucks two cousins at the same time.”
“I sure did and made ten racks doing it. You pop pussy just to be left with a wet ass. I pop pussy for this money. I don’t love those niggas. I dog ‘em.” I licked my fingers and went back to counting my money.
“So what is Cash.” she threw at me.
“A situation I’m having a hard time getting out of, but I’m still getting mine. I don’t love him, nor do I want to be with him. I just live up in his house, drive his Benz, and enjoying the shit he buys me while I go out and make my own money.” I shot back.
“Well once I bag Mayhem sexy ass, I won’t have to work a day in my life. He runs this shit, he banking on a level higher than Cash will ever be on.” she popped her gum.
“Yeah you do that.” I replied stacking my money in my duffle bag.
“Well, I’m about to go get cute, if you coming let me know.” she said before jumping up off the floor and running through the door.
When she was gone, I jumped up and made sure the doors were locked and blinds were closed. I pulled my duffle bag to my room, and carefully pulled back the tan carpet that was in my walk-in closet. I punched in my code and opened the door to my safe. After neatly stacking my money inside, I locked my safe and made sure the carpet was back in place. I loved Neesha, she was my girl, but I didn’t trust anyone when it came to money. I always waited until she was gone before I stashed my money.
Pulling my mustard tight maxi dress from the hanger, I placed it on the bed and undressed for my shower. Looking at myself through my full-length closet mirror I couldn’t help but fall in love with my appearance. I didn’t care how much I got teased about my rich chocolate skin, I embraced it. My all over the body thickness was enough to put any video vixen to shame. Thanks to a slight lift my breast finally stood up at attention without me having to wear a bra. My waist line was thick but it was snatched. I know longer had that pudge that use to poke out. All in all, my short ass was the business.
After washing my body with my Dove body
wash and applying my in the shower lotion, I was nice and clean. I did a quick twat inspection to make sure I was nice and bald before stepping out the shower and getting dressed. Once I was ready, I grabbed the duffle bag that I purposely left some money in it along with my ringing phone and car keys.
Instead of answering to Cash, I headed to my grandmother’s house to see Elijah. Every time I came here I had to sit in the car and regroup before walking in. My grandmother now had full custody of Elijah. In fact, he called her mommy.
The first time CPS took Elijah from me I was sixteen and Elias helped me get him back. He used his lie about me being his niece and was able to get us off Scott free. He got me a small one bedroom apartment, and we started our relationship again. I was happy again, not only did I have my family back; I no longer had to fuck random niggas and degrade my body for money. Elias had even talked me into going back to school which I was proudly studying to get my G.E.D.