A Miami Love Tale: Thugs Need Luv Too

by Diamond Johnson

  “I’m keeping it. A baby not gon’ stop nothing. I’m supposed to be graduating next semester. I’m good ma, dang,” I said, frustrated.

  “Ma, you talk to her because I swear to God, I want to slap the shit out of her,” my mom said to my grandmother, and then she left out of the kitchen.

  “You know she’s pissed right?” my grandmother asked me.

  “I know grandma. I mean damn, I’m upset too and I don’t need her judging me, making me feel even worse about the situation,” I said, and a tear dropped from my eye.

  “Mani, she’s not judging you, she’s just upset. She’ll come around though; you just got to give her some time. She had high hopes for you, and you getting pregnant so soon was not one of them,” my grandmother tried to reason. I nodded my head and stood to leave.

  “You not going to stay for dinner?” she asked me.

  “No grandma, I’m good. I’ll see you later,” I said, kissing her on the cheek.

  “Okay Mani, don’t let this stress you. Being stressed isn’t good for the baby,” she said.

  “Okay.”

  With that, I left out the house and headed home. I had a lot on my mind. I knew that my mom would be pissed, but damn, I didn’t think she would get to the point where she didn’t have anything else to say to me. I know she’s upset, but shit, a mother was never supposed to turn her back on her child no matter what. When I pulled up to the house, I saw that Breesha’s car was in the driveway. Good, because I needed someone to vent to. When I walked in the house, I saw Breesha and Bria in the den watching TV. Bria was too cute, with her spoiled ass. She loved Breesha though, like she was her mom. I loved the little relationship they shared.

  “Hi Imani,” Bria said to me, walking over to give me a hug.

  “Hey pretty,” I said to her.

  I walked over and sat on the couch next to Breesha. I leaned my head on her shoulder and started crying.

  “What happened, Imani?” she asked me. Bria wasn’t paying us any attention as she sat there and watched Frozen. I gave Breesha a brief run through about what took place.

  “She’ll get over it, Mani. She’s just in her feelings right now about it, that’s all,” Breesha told me.

  This was all starting to become too much for me. I know I said I would never get an abortion, but I was starting to second-guess it. I just didn’t want to bring a baby into this world and my own mama wouldn’t even be happy about the situation. I had some real serious thinking to do. I felt like I always lived my life doing things that I knew would make my mom happy. I went to school to become a teacher, because I knew that my mom would be happy that I was following in her footsteps. Hell, I even went to UM for college because that’s where my mom went, when I really wanted to go to Florida State. Now, it was going to come down to the decision of if I wanted to get rid of my baby, just to make my mother happy. I really needed time to think about this whole situation.

  Chapter 29: Breesha

  2 months later

  I was on my way over to Dontae’s baby mama’s house to drop off Bria. I ended up having to pick her up from school, and I couldn’t keep her with me because I had a hair appointment. There was no telling what time I would be getting out of there, and I didn’t want to have her there all night when she had school in the morning. I looked in my rearview mirror, and I saw that Bria was in the back crying. This was the same routine every time that she had to go back home. I don’t know what it was, but she never wanted to go back to her mother. I asked her a thousand times had anybody touched her or anything, but she always told me no.

  “Bria, stop crying. I promise I’m going to get you this weekend. Remember we’re supposed to go to Disney world on Saturday,” I said, trying to make the situation a little better.

  She just wiped her eyes and tried her best to stop crying. This would be the first time that Sharice and I would actually cross paths. Dontae did a damn good job at keeping us away from each other. I just hoped she wasn’t on no childish shit, because I would hate to have to slap the shit out of her in front of Bria. I pulled up to the house and parked. I deaded the engine and went to the back to get Bria out. I held her hand and walked with her to the front door. I knocked and waited for Sharice to come to the door. She still didn’t, come so I knocked again.

  “Wait. Shit, I’m coming now,” she yelled.

  I had to say a silent prayer so that I didn’t jump and slap the shit out of her rude ass. She swung the door opened, and Bria grabbed a hold of my hand tighter. I looked down at her and gave her a small smile.

  “Who the fuck are you?” she asked, playing dumb. She knew exactly who I was, because Dontae told me that he called her to let her know that I was bringing Bria home from school.

  “You know exactly who I am,” I said, sucking my teeth.

  I looked down at Bria, “Bria go in your room, I will get you on Friday, okay?” I asked. She nodded her head yes and walked inside the house.

  “Um where is Dontae? I don’t appreciate him having one of his little hoes come to my house to drop off my child!” she spat.

  “Bitch, you wish I was one of his hoes! Maybe that’s what you were when y’all were together, but I can guarantee you that’s not the way it is with us. The things he does to me and for me lets me know right there that I’m not just some hoe. Bitch you see that 2015 Jaguar right there?” I pointed to my car that Dontae had brought me a week ago. “Hoes don’t get that type of treatment bitch, remember that!” I said, smirking at her.

  “Hoe, fuck you! You just a nut. Trust me, he gon’ leave your ass high and dry once he get done fuckin with you.”

  “Hoe, I’ve busted plenty of nuts and so did Dontae, so I doubt that I’m just a nut. If that’s the case, he would have been bounced, hoe. I’m the one he’s begging every day to move in with him. I’m the one pushing that big boy right there. I’m the one taking care of Bria, and she tells me all the time that she wish I was her mama. So naw hoe, fuck you! After I finish doing what I got to do tonight, I’m going to go see my man and bust a nut, and when I come back and get Bria Friday, you tell me whether or not I was just a nut,” I said, and turned around and left.

  That hoe had pissed me off. I couldn’t stand bitches like her. All the bitch had to do was be a good mother to Bria. Dontae gives her ass $3,000 a month and the bitch couldn’t even be grateful for that by being a good mom to Bria. Dumb bitch done made me mad!

  Nae

  Things between my husband and I had gotten better. We haven’t been arguing, mostly because I was back in school, so I didn’t have to sit around and wait for him to come home. He wasn’t happy with the fact that I was going back to school at first, but after I begged, he finally was okay with it. The classes that I was enrolled in were at night, so I would drop my daughter off at my mom’s house when I went to class. During the day, it was the same routine as always, but I kept myself busy by studying. It felt good to be doing something with my life instead of spending all my time at the mall and things like that.

  I had just came from my night class and it was 11 at night, and I was too tired to drive and get Janiya, so I called my mom to let her know that I would just get her in the morning. I pulled up to my house and I saw that my husband was home, which made me happy. I walked in the house and spotted him in the den, smoking a blunt with the music on low.

  “Hi baby?” I said, walking over to him and sitting on his lap. He pulled me into a bear hug and sniffed my neck.

  “Where Janiya at?” he asked me.

  “I’m going to get her in the morning, I was too tired to drive out there,” I said, trying to get up but he pulled me back down.

  He placed me on the spot next to him on the couch and took of my shoes. I was in my scrubs because when you’re in the nursing field, they required all of the students to wear that to class. After he removed my shoes, he took off my socks and started massaging my feet. I let out a soft moan and let him continue to do him.

  “Baby, look at you. You can’t even hang. Thi
s why I didn’t want you going to school or working. You stressing yourself,” he said. I sucked my teeth and tried to raise up.

  “Sin don’t start,” I said.

  “I’m not starting shit,” he said, pulling me onto his lap and kissing my lip that I had poked out.

  “When you going to give me another baby?” he asked me.

  I started laughing, because I thought he was trying to be funny. When I saw that he wasn’t laughing with me, I stopped.

  “Wait, baby you’re serious?” I asked.

  “Damn right I’m serious,” he said.

  “No time soon,” I told him.

  ‘You got me fucked up. I’ll get your ass pregnant right now,” he said, tugging at my shirt as I busted out laughing at his crazy ass.

  “You think you can. But that pill I popped this morning is saying something totally different,” I smirked. He laughed at my comment and pinched my cheek.

  “Where all this baby talk coming from, anyway?” I asked.

  “Nowhere, I just want another little me running around here before your ass gets old and I got to get one of these young hoes pregnant,” he smirked. I punched him in his chest, because I didn’t find that shit funny at all.

  “Them hoes wouldn’t even know how to take that dick like me anyway,” I said.

  “Word? Well show me how they supposed to do it then,” he said, pulling his dick out.

  “You ain’t saying nothing but a word,” I said, pulling my uniform off.

  After we finished trying to out fuck one another, I laid beside him on the couch spent. He picked me up and carried me to our bedroom, and I was out for the count. What a great way to end the night, by my husband blessing me with some good ass dick. I was going to sleep like a baby tonight.

  Chapter 30: Rashard

  I had just finished blowing out my girl’s back, and she was in the shower about to get ready for school. Lately, I been feeling like Mani has been acting distant with me, which is why I had to damn near drag her ass out of her house today and bring her ass home to daddy. I was in that pussy for damn near two hours. I had her little ass crying and talking shit the whole nine. That’s what she get for holding out on her man. My baby was now two months pregnant, but you couldn’t even tell. Only thing that grew some is her ass, special thanks to me for handling that shit right. I loved Imani, even though she be trying to avoid a nigga sometimes with her mean ass. Since the pregnancy, she just seemed a little down and I was planning something real nice for my baby this weekend. I didn’t want her having any doubts about having my baby, because I didn’t have any. I heard her phone ringing inside her purse. I wasn’t going to answer her shit for her, so I let it continue to ring. It stopped ringing, then it started back up.

  “Mani, your phone in here ringing. Come answer this shit,” I told her, coming into the bathroom while she was in the shower.

  “Answer it for me baby. It’s probably Breesha or Nae,” she said.

  I went to answer the phone inside her purse and when I went to grab it, something caught my attention. It was a flyer that said, “Today’s Women Medical Center.” What caught my eye was the fact that it was an abortion clinic. A clinic that fuckin specialized in killing damn babies. I just know that she didn’t abort my seed. If she did, it was about to be some furniture moving in this bitch.

  “IMANI!!!!!” I yelled.

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