Side Chic 2 (A Ratchet Mess)

by West, La'Tonya

  When I was done, I got up from the computer and tried to feed Lola again. She didn’t eat much that time either. I burped her and laid her back in her bassinet and then went to take my shower.

  As I showered, I unconsciously hummed R. Kelly’s When A Woman’s Fed Up. When I realized what I was humming, I burst into laughter! I didn’t feel one ounce of remorse for what I’d just done! If anything I was pissed that I hadn’t done it sooner! I knew that Tre was going to be beyond pissed and ready to beat my ass but oh well…fuck him!

  Kisha

  The house smelled of Pine Sol as I walked around the kitchen humming to the music that was coming from the small radio that sat on the counter and preparing dinner in a pair of grey tights, a pink tank top and a pair of footies. My hair was pulled up into a high ponytail on top of my head. I hadn’t been long finished cleaning the house from top to bottom and taking a shower. I was trying to hurry and get my food on the stove so that I could start reading one of the new books that I’d received in the mail earlier. I couldn’t wait to curl up on the sofa with my book but I knew that the boys would be starving when they came in from school. They always came in like they hadn’t eaten in days!

  I was seasoning my roast and vegetables about to cover it and slide it in the oven when my phone rang. I knew who it was without going to look because Best Friend by Brandy ringtone was playing, which was the tone that I had set for my friend Kelsey. I’ll call her back when I’m done. I thought to myself and continued what I was doing. I finished seasoning my food, covered it with aluminum foil and then slid it in the oven. The ringing paused for a second and then she was calling again.

  I smacked my lips wiping my hands with the dish towel, “What in the hell is so important that she is calling me back to back?” I huffed as I snatched my phone up from the counter. “It better not be nothing foolish, I know that!” I pressed send and answered. “Hello, what in the…”

  “Kisha, have you been on Facebook? What in the hell is going on? Who is this girl saying she got two kids by Tre?” She asked question after question not giving me a chance to answer the first one! “I’ve got to admit they do look like him!”

  I was having a hard time keeping up with everything that she was saying. She seemed to be talking a mile a minute. “What? What are you talking about? What girl? What kids?” I asked confused as to what in the hell she was talking about!

  “Some girl wrote some stuff on Tre’s Facebook page, saying something about them having two kids together and she was letting everyone know and some other stuff! I can’t remember it word for word!”

  My heart fell to my feet when I heard her say two kids! Everything started to move in slow motion. Even her words were coming through the receiver slower. Somehow I was down the hall and in the bedroom sitting at the computer but I wasn’t sure how I’d gotten there because I couldn’t remember walking down the hall. I logged on to Facebook and went to Tre’s page. As I read the message written on his wall and stared at the photo of the two twin girls, a lump formed in my throat and I felt like I couldn’t breathe. Since you are so afraid of your girl finding out about me and the two children we share, how about I not only let her know but everybody else as well! Now you don’t have to make any more excuses for why you can’t be in your children’s lives because your secret is out! I tried to be nice and as you say stay in my lane but I’ve learned that you just can’t be good to some people! You said fuck me…lol…nah nigga fuck you!

  I sat there staring at the photo and reading the message over and over to make sure that I was reading everything correctly, especially the name of the bitch that had posted it, LaQuela Chambers! I kept thinking that maybe this was all just a sick ass joke but my gut was telling me that this was definitely real. I felt the tears wetting my cheeks but I didn’t have the strength to reach up and wipe them away. I’m not even sure that I could’ve moved if I tried because my entire body felt numb. The phone was now on the floor beside my computer chair and I could hear Kelsey calling my name but like I said before I couldn’t move. All I could do was sit there and continue reading LaQuela’s message over and over.

  I found strength from somewhere and my fingers found the keys on the keyboard. I clicked on LaQuela’s name and went to her page. She still hadn’t accepted my friend request so I couldn’t write on her wall. I clicked on message to inbox her. This is Tre’s fiancé. Obviously, I’ve read the message that you posted on his wall! Is this some kind of joke? If it is, I don’t appreciate your fucked up sense of humor! And if this isn’t a joke, I don’t appreciate the way that you chose to handle the situation. Frankly, I find it to be pretty damn immature! Bitch since you have so much to say, here is my number! 757-555-7358! I pressed send and then leaned over and picked up my phone off the floor. I waited for her to reply or call, preferably call! My phone vibrated but it was a text message. I opened the message, it was from Kelsey.

  Kelsey: Kisha, girl call me back! I am worried about you! Don’t let that mess get to you! She could be lying! Call me!

  I didn’t reply. I just laid the phone down beside the computer and waited. One mind told me to call Tre and confront him with what I’d just found out but I decided against it. I wanted to wait and see what all LaQuela had to say first. My nerves were all over the place. This news had totally taken me by surprise. I went back to Tre’s page and read the message and looked at the picture again. I clicked on the picture and studied it really good. I can’t lie the babies did bear some resemblance to Tre. I went back to LaQuela’s page and clicked on her photos. Her page wasn’t private so I was able to look through her pictures. She wasn’t an ugly chic but she wasn’t no ways as cute as me and she was a little bit on the chubby side! This had to be a fuckin’ joke because Tre would never fuck with a chubby bitch! She wasn’t his type at all except for her eyes! He had a thing for eyes but I knew damned well he wasn’t going around fucking fat bitches because they had pretty eyes! Nah, this had to be a joke!

  I noticed there was a notification at the top of my page telling me that I had one new message. I hurriedly clicked on it anxious to see what Ms. LaQuela had to say!

  LaQuela: Kisha, Tre’s fiancé, I assure you that I have no time for jokes! I am twenty-eight years old; jokes are the last thing on my mind as well as games that is why I chose to do what I did! I’m tired of all of the game playing! I see that you left your number for me to call. Well, I have a number for you as well…757-555-0002, call your fiancé! He is the one who owes you an explanation not me. Also, I see that you felt the need to call me out of my name. I’m not going to stoop to that level and do the same. I guess in your mind I deserve to be called a bitch and much worse but that is only because you feel that I am your problem. Hmph…I’m not your problem at all…your fiancé is. You have a great day and be sure to use that number I gave you. Hopefully all of your questions will be answered.

  I sat there staring at the screen with my mouth hung open! This hoe done fucked my man and now she’s trying to be funny! Was what went through my mind after reading her message! Hopefully all of my questions would be answered? What in the fuck was that supposed to mean? My anger boiled over! I got up from my chair, kicking it over! Seeing Tre’s number in her message told me that this was definitely no joke! He couldn’t deny fucking with this bitch because she had proof that there had been some communication between the two of them. How else would she have his number?

  I snatched up the phone and called Tre’s cell but he didn’t answer, instead my call went to voicemail! “You need to call me back asap!” I yelled into the phone and then hung up. I didn’t give a fuck about him being at work! He needed to come home and explain this shit that LaQuela was yapping about!

  I paced back and forth for a few seconds before deciding to try Tre’s cell again! I needed to hear what he had to say about this shit! Again he didn’t answer and my call went to voicemail “Tre, you need to call me back so you can explain why some bitch is claiming to have kids by you! I’m mad as a motherfucka right no
w! So it would be in your best interest to call me back!”

  I flopped down on the side of the bed. I leaned over holding my head in my hands. I felt like the room was spinning! Two kids? Tre had done a lot of shit but this right here topped all! They always say go with your gut and my gut had been telling me that something wasn’t right! There were a lot of signs that he was back to his old tricks but of course he kept trying to make me think that it was just me being suspicious about everything!

  I sat there a while longer, thinking about all of the shit that he’d done over the years. All of the girls that I’d caught him with and all of the times that I’d forgiven him. I thought about all of the times that my family and friends had told me to let him go and move on because he wasn’t ever going to change. I’d defended him because I wanted to believe that he could change. I felt like after all that we’d been through and all that I’d sacrificed for our relationship, he’d finally leave all of the bullshit in the streets and be all about me!

  I couldn’t sit still! I got up again and walked over to the closet. I started ripping his clothes from the racks and throwing them on the bed! I didn’t need to wait for his lies to decide whether or not our relationship was over! We were definitely over without a doubt! I knew that I could no longer do this! I couldn’t continue being hurt like this time and time again! I didn’t deserve this. I deserved someone who could be faithful to me like I was to them. I’m not saying that I was perfect because I realized that what I’d done in the past with Skeet was wrong but that one incident was nothing compared to all of the shit that Tre had done! He’d been caught with several bitches throughout our relationship! I’d fought more hoes over him than I could count on both hands! Our shit was definitely done!

  My phone started to ring, it was Tre calling! I knew because of the ringtone! I half ran and snatched it up off of the bed. “Hello!”

  “Hey, what’s going on?” He asked trying to sound innocent like he really had no idea why I’d called his phone. I knew he’d listened to both of my messages and I wouldn’t doubt that one of his friends had called and told him about the message that LaQuela had left on his page! “I saw that I had two missed calls from you and two voicemails. I didn’t take time to listen to the voicemails. Is something wrong with one of the kids or something…”

  I was sick of hearing his voice! I exploded! “Yeah something is wrong with the kids nigga, the two that you got by that other bitch! What’s wrong with them is that another bitch pushed them out of her pussy and is claiming that you are the daddy! That’s all wrong!” He was trying to say something but I didn’t stop to listen! “After eight motherfuckin’ years, this is what I get? You go out and get another bitch pregnant? And then you ain’t even man enough to tell me yourself! I have to find out from Facebook with the rest of the fuckin’ world! Seriously Tre?” I screamed through tears! I was so upset that my head had started to pound! “What kind of shit is that? I asked you several times were you fuckin’ around with anybody else and each time you gave me the same bullshit about how I am too suspicious, knowing all along that you were fuckin’ around with this bitch behind my back! Nigga you are fuckin’ triflin’! I swear yo, you ain’t shit!” I used my hand to wipe the snot that was running from my nose.

  “Kisha, I don’t know what you are talking about!” He lied. “What girl on Facebook? I don’t even be on there like that! You are the one who stays online fuckin’ with them bitches on Facebook telling them all of your business! If you go to take a piss, you post that shit on Facebook! It’s probably some bitch just trying to get some shit started with you! You know how bitches are!”

  “Shut the fuck up! This shit right here ain’t got shit to do with me! It’s about you and LaQuela Chambers!” For the first time since I’d read her message, it finally dawned on me just who she was! LaQuela Chambers…the bitch that wrote the book…oh my god! My hand went up to my mouth! “That’s the bitch that wrote the book! What in the fuck? Hold up…you mean to tell me I am up in here reading her book and all the while you were fucking her? How do you know her? I mean, I know that she’s from here but how did y’all meet? She doesn’t even live around here anymore.” To say that I was confused would’ve been an understatement!

  “Kisha, I don’t know…”

  “Tre, stop lying! The bitch has your number! How did she get your number if she doesn’t know you! Why would she just go on your page out of all of the other men on Facebook and post a message saying that she has twins by you! She even posted a pic of the kids!”

  “I don’t know why she did it!” He continued to lie but I knew that she wasn’t lying. I knew who the real liar was here…his ass!

  “You know what, fuck you! That bitch can have you because I’m done!” I told him. “I’m done! I’ve been doing this shit right here for way too long! It’s time for me to move the fuck on! You ain’t shit and you ain’t ever going to be shit! I was packing your shit so that you could get the fuck out when you come home but I think that I’m going to pack my shit instead! Like you said a while ago this is your shit since I don’t work nowhere! You can take this house and shove it up your no good lying cheating ass!” I hung up the phone and began packing me and the boys stuff. My phone was ringing back to back, it was Tre. I ignored it and continued packing. What did we have to talk about? It wasn’t like he was going to be honest with me! That motherfucka didn’t know how to be honest! He wouldn’t know the truth if it slapped him in the damn face!

  I stuffed clothes from my dresser drawers into black garbage bags. I didn’t bother grabbing anything but my shoes from the closet. I didn’t have time for all of that! I wanted to be gone before Tre made it home. I didn’t feel like hearing anymore of his lies for one day! I knew he would continue to lie and swear that he didn’t know who LaQuela was or why she was claiming to have kids by him!

  I dragged the two garbage bags of my clothes that I’d already packed into the living room. Then I grabbed two more empty bags from the box that was sitting on top of the counter in the kitchen and went down the hall to the boy’s room. When I got in there I paused for a moment and stood in the doorway. I could barely see anything for the tears in my eyes. Not only was this shit tearing me apart but I knew that it was surely going to tear the boys apart. They’d never stayed anywhere without Tre. All they knew was us as a family. That was one of the reasons why I’d always taken Tre back after all of the shit that he’d done because I didn’t want to break up our family. I wanted my boys to grow up in a household with both of their parents. I swiped the tears from my cheeks and got started packing the boys clothes.

  I dragged the four bags of clothes outside to my charcoal grey 2002 Altima that Tre had given me for my birthday a few years back. I stuffed all four bags in the trunk and then went back in and grabbed some of the boy’s toys. I loaded the toys into the backseat.

  When I went back inside to grab a few personal items from my room, my eyes landed on a photo of Tre and I that we’d taken only a few months ago. I remembered him whispering in my ear how much he loved me just as Casper snapped the picture. We’d gone over to Casper’s house that night to play cards. He’d taken me with him as part of him showing me that he was trying to be a better boyfriend because I’d complained so much about him never wanting me to go with him anywhere.

  I shook my head. All of it had been all one big lie! Him changing and trying to become a better man, dad, person…all a lie! How can you be actively trying to change when you know that you are looking me in the face and lying to me every day? Hiding two damn children! He was leading a double fuckin’ life! I smacked the photo off the dresser sending it flying across the floor!

  “You lying motherfucker!” I yelled knocking the remaining items that were sitting on the dresser onto the floor! I went into a blind rage, screaming and knocking over any and everything within my reach! I even ripped the curtains from the window! I wasn’t only mad at the fact that he’d lied, cheated and possibly fathered two children with another bitch but also bec
ause he’d proven my mama right! Now she would throw this in my face every chance she got! My eyes landed on Tre’s clothes that I’d thrown on the bed earlier. I went down the hall to the washroom and grabbed the bottle of Clorox. I marched back down the hall, Clorox in hand! When I got in the bedroom I screwed off the top and drenched all of his clothes! I sat down the jug and grabbed the rest of his clothes from the racks. I threw them all in a big pile on the floor and then grabbed the jug again and poured the remainder of the Clorox on them! I still wasn’t pleased! I went into the kitchen and got a knife. I went back into the bedroom, sat down on the closet floor and began stabbing holes in all of his sneakers!

  I got up from the closet floor when I was done and sat back down at the computer. I had one last thing that I needed to say to LaQuela! I logged back into my Facebook account and went to my messages. I clicked on LaQuela’s name and began typing. I hope you are happy knowing that you’ve torn apart my family! Its whores like you that make it hard for real women like me! Now I have to try and explain to my children why their parents aren’t together! Out of all of the men out here in the world, why did you have to sleep with mine? What, your fat ass couldn’t get a man of your own! Bitch, I am sending you this message to let you know that if I ever lay eyes on you and you are within reaching distance I am going to beat the living hell out of your ass! Now you have a nice fucking day you triflin’ no good home-wrecking hoe!

  I checked the time on the clock there was only a few minutes before the boys got off the bus. I looked around on the floor and grabbed a few personal items that I needed that I’d knocked on the floor. Then I grabbed my keys and my phone and headed for the door. I got in the car and drove to the end of the driveway to wait for the boys. When the bus stopped they both came running to the car and hopped in! I plastered on my best fake smile.