“Fuck this shit! I ain’t gotta stick around and listen to your bullshit!” Tre yelled angrily. He left and slammed the door.
“Bye nigga! Don’t bring your sorry ass the fuck back!” Princess yelled. “Good fuckin’ riddance.”
“What the hell just happened?” I asked. I was confused. One minute they were all over each other and the next they were down each other’s throats. I guess me and Ablo had been the same way.
“He talkin’ all that shit and defendin’ Diablo. I wanted to catch him in some shit.”
“So there ain’t no Tanya?”
“Not that I know of. I just wanted to see if he would tell on hisself,” Princess said like what she’d just done was innocent enough.
“You pitiful Princess. You ain’t even got no proof that the man is cheatin’, but you treatin’ him like he is. You goin’ drive him away wit’ that shit girl. He goin’ end up doin’ it for real.”
“Oh, so is that why Diablo cheated all those times Yanna? Did you accuse him so much that he figured he might as well go ahead and do it? It don’t really matter. The truth is that all men cheat. What makes Tre’ any different than Diablo or any other man out there? His niggas is sorry as hell and so is he.”
“That’s not true Princess. Look at us. We like night and day,” I pointed out.
“Yeah, but you on your way to bein’ how I was.”
“Shit, I ain’t no whore in trainin’.”
“I was the best whore bitch. You ain’t no whore in trainin’ ’cause you a mama in trainin’,” Princess teased.
“You got jokes. Princess this is serious,” I whined.
“Seriously though Yanna. Tre’ got a dick just like any other man. If he ain‘t cheated yet, he will. I know it. Especially wit’ those females out there who just like I used to be. I didn’t give a shit who the nigga girl was. If I wanted him, I got his ass. I ain’t stop ‘til I got a mufucka caught up. I ain’t doubting that Tre will come across a bitch who’ll give him a run for his money. Just like I did. When I met Tre he had a girlfriend. Of course I didn’t care. I had to have his chocolate, fine ass. After a month of teasin’ his ass mercilessly I finally gave him some pussy. Yanna, girl, I put it on his ass. I was very experienced for my age. You know that. He was shocked that somebody so young had sucked and fucked him so good. Next thing I knew the girlfriend was history. Who’s to say that I won’t get back exactly what I put out. I keep thinking about karma and shit,” she shook her head.
“I don’t know Princess. I can’t say what Tre’ do. All I can say is find some kind of evidence first before you just start goin’ off on the man. I always went off on Diablo ‘cause I knew for a fact his sorry ass was cheatin’ on me. You on the other hand don’t know for a fact that Tre’s been unfaithful,” I said.
“You’re right,” Princess sighed and gave me an intense stare. “What you goin’ do?” She asked.
“About what?” I asked. “Oh. I don’t really know yet. I’m waitin’ to see if my period’s gonna come on.”
“A period don’t really mean shit and you know it.”
“I know Princess, but I don’t really wanna talk about that right now. I just had to confide in somebody. I’m about to go. I need some time to think.”
Princess got up and walked me to the door. I left her apartment with a heavy heart. I still loved Diablo, but I had to learn to live without him. He was starting to do me more harm than good. I knew that the last step was to get my things out of his house. I would deal with the rest of my problems later. I pushed the episode with El out of my head. There was no way in hell that I was pregnant. It couldn’t possibly get that bad.
* * *
I pulled up to the house I used to share with Diablo to get the rest of my things. My condo was finally ready and I had just paid the first month’s rent and security deposit. I noticed that the Jag was gone and figured that he was gone. I was glad because I didn’t really want to deal with seeing him. I hadn’t seen him in about a week. I’d heard that he stayed in an apartment in the city during the week and came to the suburbs on the weekends. I wondered if he shared that apartment with another woman.
I parked in the garage and went inside the empty house. I was glad he hadn’t changed the locks. He wouldn’t have changed the locks though, since he wanted me to come back. After packing a few boxes I had a sudden urge to pee really badly. I couldn’t hold it so I hurried to the bathroom in the hallway. I opened the cabinets searching for some toilet paper. I had to squeeze my legs together to keep from pissing myself. I had to find some tissue because I wasn’t with that drip dry shit. That’s when I spotted a pregnancy test in the drawer with my personals. I was curious because my period hadn’t come on when it was supposed to. It was usually right on time. I already had to pee, so I might as well had put it to some use.
I followed the directions that I knew by heart and waited. I couldn’t even look. I didn’t know if I would have the baby if I was. Not knowing whether it was El’s or Diablo’s made the decision easy. There was no I could have it if I was. I had to put my foot in my mouth for being so hard on Maya. I could kind of understand how she must’ve felt.
It was time to take a look. The test was on the back of the toilet and I tiptoed over to it as if my footsteps would change the results. I even prayed on the way. “Lord let it be negative please.” I crossed my fingers and everything. “Shit, two lines. Oh no!” I stumbled out of the bathroom. I’d had sex with Diablo three days before El. I had to let El know and get the money for the abortion. Shit, I had to wait a whole month or so to get one.
“Damn!” I yelled and sat on the sofa. I couldn’t help but cry. I’d gotten myself in some deep shit. I finally perked up because Diablo didn’t even have to know and I could move on with my life. I stood up and decided to finish loading my things into the car. I was putting the last of my boxes into the back seat of my car when the garage door opened. Diablo drove in and parked beside my car.
He got out of the Jag looking fine as usual. “Yanna, I’m surprised to see you,” he smiled liked he was so happy to see me.
“Don’t get too excited. I ain’t stayin’. I just came to get the rest of my shit,” I said nastily.
“Oh, okay.” He looked disappointed. “Well, I guess you really serious then. You really fed up wit’ me huh?” He searched my face for a sign of the love I once declared for him. “You can’t find it in your heart to forgive me? Baby, give me one more chance.”
“Your chances are out Diablo, and so am I.”
Diablo looked at me and opened the door to walk inside the house. Then I remembered the pregnancy test that I had left in the bathroom. I was shocked and forgot to throw it away. I rushed into the house behind him and he headed to the bathroom.
“Damn, I gotta piss,” he said opening the door.
“Ablo, hold up. We need to talk,” I said nervously. I couldn’t let him see that test.
He stopped and grabbed his crotch. “You goin’ have to talk to me while I piss baby. I can’t hold it no more. Why the fuck you wanna talk to me all of a sudden? I thought you said you was leavin’.”
I walked toward him and pulled him away from the doorway of the bathroom. “I really do need to talk to you.”
He pulled away from me and walked into the bathroom. “I’m goin’ piss all over myself fuckin’ wit’ you. So, what’s up baby? What you wanna talk…”
There was silence and then I heard the door open. He hadn’t even peed yet.
“Yo’, come in here,” he said peeking out.
“Look, don’t even worry about it okay. I ain’t goin’ have it.”
“What? Fuck no! Not this time! You havin’ it! Fuck what you talkin’ bout, it’s my baby too!” He yelled.
If only he knew. “How you goin’ stop me?” I asked.
“I’ll tie your ass up to the bed ‘till you too far along to get one. When you do decide you want kids you ain’t goin’ be able to. Stop doin’ that shit to yourself Yanna. If God want it to hap
pen it’s goin’ happen. I want this baby Yanna. You know that. What? You tryin’ to get me back for cheatin’? You wanna punish me? Is that it?” He looked like he wanted to cry.
“Oh my goodness. Now you wanna talk about God. What do you know about God Diablo? You the devil in the fuckin’ flesh! Fuck you! I ain’t havin’ it and I mean it! This is my body and I’ll do what I want! I ain’t pushin’ no babies out of my pussy for you or nobody else!” With that said I stormed out of the house. Diablo followed me and tried to keep me from getting into my car. I bit his arm and he let me go. I started the car and tried to drown his words out by turning the radio up.
“Yanna! Get your ass back in this house!” He yelled.
I backed up and he ran after me. I guess he thought I was going to stop, but I kept right on going.
Chapter 15
Ace watched Tre’s Cadillac pull up and hid in the bushes. Tre’ got out of the car, opened the passenger door, and held Princess’s hand as she got out.
Ace couldn’t help but think about how beautiful she looked. She was wearing some tight fitting black jeans, a snug cream colored Coogi sweater, and three inch stiletto heeled cream Monolo Blahnik boots. His mouth literally watered as he watched her attentively. Her signature cornrows were freshly done in a hot ass design. Her green eyes sparkled as Tre’ lovingly kissed her on the neck. The sparkling diamond earrings in her ear could cause serious eye damage. Ace figured Tre’ had bought them because he had on a similar pair.
He knew that he had to go ahead and do what he had come there to do. Princess was his and he had allowed things to go on between her and Tre’ for long enough. Shit, Tre’ was Ablo’s boy, not his. He would tell Ablo that Tre’ had somehow found out about him and Princess. He would explain how Tre’ had claimed that he wanted to talk to him, and when they got to his apartment went into a jealous rage and shot Princess. When Tre’ turned the gun on him he had no choice but to kill Tre’ in self-defense. He had it all planned out. He wanted to let Princess live, but he had a feeling she would rat him out. Besides, if he couldn’t have her no body else would. He knew that if he killed her he would never feel her soft skin and thick thighs wrapped around his waist again. He would just have to deal with it. Things were much better that way. He was gone over her and he would go crazy if he had to see her with Tre’ another day.
“You hear that?” Princess asked on their way up the steps to their apartment.
“What?” Tre’ asked.
“Sounded like I heard something movin’ around in the bushes.”
“Shhh…I don’t hear nothing. C’mon, let’s go in the crib. I’m tryin’ to get some of that good ass pussy.”
Ace wanted to kill that nigga right then, but he waited in silence. The thought of Tre’ and Princess fucking only infuriated him more.
“No Tre’. I know I heard sumthin’,” she yanked him back down the steps.
“Damn baby. You goin’ scuff the new butters,” he complained referring to his new Timberlands.
“I’ll go get you another pair tomorrow. I know I heard something or somebody in them damn bushes. You got your gun?” She asked.
“Always,” Tre’ said putting his hand on the burner that was tucked in the waist of his jeans.
That’s when Ace made himself seen and came out from behind the bushes. “What’s up ya’ll?” He asked. His eyes looked all glassy like he’d just tooted a few lines of coke.
“Ace?” Tre’ asked. He hadn’t removed his hand from his piece.
“Yeah, it’s me man. What’s up Princess. You lookin’ real good baby girl.” The look in his eyes scared Princess.
“What you doin’ here Ace?” Princess asked.
“Yeah, what you doin’ here? And why you telling’ my girl how good she look man?” Tre’ asked. He looked like he was ready to go upside Ace’s head.
“I’m here to let you know what’s been goin’ on,” Ace said giving Tre’ the ice grill right back.
“I’m sure Princess ain’t filled you in yet.”
“What the fuck you talkin’ ‘bout man. Filled me in on what?” Tre’ was looking confused. “What he talkin’ ‘bout Princess?”
Princess looked at Ace and pleaded with her eyes. “Don’t…please,” she mouthed when Tre’ looked away.
“Tell me what Ace? What the fuck’s goin’ on?” Tre’ asked again.
“Nuthin’,” Princess spoke up. “He just fucked up off that powder Tre’. Can’t you see it in his eyes? That mufucka’s delusional.” She pulled Tre’ by the hand and led him back towards the steps.
“P. Why don’t you stop yankin’ on me and shit. I wanna hear what the fuck this nigga gotta say. It’s some fishy ass shit goin’ on. The time the nigga was here before made me a lil’ suspicious. Now I’m really startin’ to feel some shit.”
“But Tre’…”
“Shut up Princess. Talk Ace.”
Ace looked at Princess and flashed her an evil grin. “Princess was my girl when you was in the pen and shit. We was in love, and you ruined it. She didn’t tell you that shit?”
“Hell nol. She ain’t tell me that shit. Is that shit true P.?” Tre’ asked.
“Don’t believe that bullshit Tre’. He full of it. He was tryin’ to get at me, but he ain’t even get close enough to smell this pussy,” Princess lied.
“Oh, I did a lot more than smell that mufucka. Not only did we fuck and the whole nine, but you sucked the hell outta my dick. Didn’t you? C’mon now. You came on to me remember? That night on the train, after the club. We fucked right on the train when everybody else got off. Couldn’t even wait to get to the crib. You was ridin’ my dick like your life depended on that shit.” He had his hand in his pants like he was reaching for his gun.
The sound of a single gunshot was heard and then Princess saw the blood ooze from a small hole in Ace’s chest. Ace struggled to take a breath and then his body fell to the ground.
“Go in the house,” Tre’ whispered to Princess. He was glad that Ace’s body had fell behind the bushes because he was sure someone had heard the gunshot. It was late so he could only hope no one actually saw what had just happened.
“But Tre I…”
“Go, now,” Tre’ shoved her and then hid behind the Cadillac as she walked into the building.
An older lady peeked out of her door and asked Princess if she had heard any gunshots.
“Uhhh, I think somebody’s tire backfired,” she explained.
The nosey old lady went back inside.
When he was sure the coast was clear Tre’ inspected the body. He was reaching for a gun. He would’ve fought him fair and square, but he knew Ace was about to pull his piece out on him. Plus it pissed him off to hear that nigga talking about his woman like that.
What would he tell Ablo? Would he even tell him? He felt kind of bad about how things had turned out. He knew that Princess was lying about fucking Ace. He’d heard they’d fucked, but he knew that Princess had not gotten herself emotionally involved. That was the only reason he was willing to forgive her for what had happened before he’d gotten out. Ace had been his boy. He and Diablo had nicknamed Ace that because he was dependable. He was their right hand man, but Princess had a way of making a nigga that was otherwise sane, lose sight of what was real. Tre’ had to admit that the woman’s sex was just that damn good. Ace had gotten pussy whipped by the wrong man’s woman, and he’d paid for it with his life. Tre’ had done a lot of hits for Diablo, so he knew how to dispose of the body. Diablo didn’t have to know. He wasn’t talking and he knew that Princess’s mouth was closed.
* * *
I finally told Maya that I was pregnant. I also told her about El. She was very empathetic, but she advised me to take my own advice.
“Yanna, if you decide to have the baby you gotta tell Diablo the truth.”
“What? Are you crazy? This ain’t the same as Mel and Ju’s shit. The two biggest drug lords in Atlanta could be my baby’s father, and they hate each other. Imagine what coul
d happen if I tell him the truth. You knew who Maya’s father was the whole time. I have no idea which one of them it is. If I knew that it was Ablo’s for a fact it would be easier for me to have this child. What if it’s really El’s? What the fuck would I do then Maya? I can’t have this baby. I want to forget that the shit wit’ El ever happened. It was good, don’t get me wrong, but it was not worth the bullshit I’m goin’ through.”
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