Zero Degrees Part 2

by Leo Sullivan

  “Calm down Peaches. Now Buff, you know that bitch shouldn’t be here,” I said.

  He sighed. “I ain’t fucked that bitch in over a year. I ain’t talked to her since Peaches been to the crib. I didn’t know she was coming. Shit, when one nigga know something other muthafuckas tend to find out.”

  “Make her leave Buff. You wouldn’t want Peaches’s ex to come through and chill would you?” I asked making a valid point.

  “Exactly,” Peaches chimed in with her arms across her chest.

  He narrowed his eyes and tried to shield the sun with his hand. “She ain’t said nothing to me or her. That thirsty bitch is in every other nigga’s face out here. I don’t give a fuck about her. Your girl is the one letting that shit get to her.”

  “C’mon Buff, you know that bitch is here because she’s trying to be funny. She knows that I live here with you, so what do you think she’s here for? That bitch is mad that you moved on! If you don’t make the bitch leave right now I am leaving your ass after I beat her ass!”

  ‘A’ight, damn,” he said wiping the sweat from his forehead with a white face towel.

  “Move on then pimp,” she said with her hands on her hips. She was tapping her foott on the concrete impatiently.

  He walked off and she stood there watching him.

  “You’re a trip girl,” I said shaking my head.

  “Fuck that shit. I ain’t gonna be disrespected where I rest my head at. I don’t know what that jealous ass bitch is trying to prove with her big ass head. That bitch ain’t got a forehead, she got a fucking five head.” We laughed.

  “You ain’t never lied.” Yolanda Pierce was my nemesis in high school. She always thought she was cute, but I didn’t see what was so cute about her unattractive ass. True, she had a nice body, but that was it. My eyes followed Buff as he walked over to Yo Yo in an attempt to resolve the situation. We couldn’t hear what he was saying, but it was obvious from her facial expression that it had pissed her off.

  It was so easy to read her lips. “I ain’t goin’ nowhere,” she said with her neck and eyes rolling.

  “What? Oh no the fuck that bitch didn’t” Peaches said. She must’ve read old girl’s lips too, because she stomped off in her lime green two piece bathing suit like she had on combat gear.

  I followed close behind her just in case that bitch’s girls wanted to get stumped out.

  “You ain’t what bitch?” Peaches asked with her fingers all in Ya Ya’s face.

  Buff grabbed Peaches and pulled her back. “Chill babe. I got this.”

  “Naw bruh. I’m goin’ handle this shit, ‘cause obviously this ignorant ass bitch don’t understand English. Look, you ugly melon head bitch, you can either leave or get that big ass head bashed in. It’s up to you.”

  “Like I said bitch, I ain’t goin’ no fuckin’ where,” Yo Yo spat with a smirk on her face. She was trying to impress her girls because she kept waiting for them to cosign. “And I’m goin’ get my head bashed in by who?”

  “Oh, you goin’ find out in a minute if you don’t get far away from my fuckin’ house. If I beat your ass I can get away wit’ that shit ‘cause you’re on my property bitch!”

  “What makes you think you can beat my ass?” She asked stepping closer to Princess. “Just ‘cause you went to kiddie jail?”

  Buff pushed Yo Yo away from Peaches. “Look now, seriously Yo Yo, you and your girls need to leave. Ain’t nobody up for this drama and shit. We tryin’ to have a good time and I ain’t goin’ just stand here and let you disrespect my woman.”

  I was about to say. For a minute there I thought Buff was just going to let that bitch run her mouth and shit.

  “She’s disrespectin’ me,” Yo Yo said looking shocked.

  “Just leave damn,” Buff muttered looking frustrated about the whole situation.

  Ya Ya put her hands on her hips and threw Buff much shade. “Oh, so it’s like that?”

  “Yeah, it’s like that,” Peaches confirmed triumphantly. “So step bitch.”

  “I wouldn’t keep lettin’ her call me a bitch,” one of Yo Yo’s friends spoke up.

  “Who the fuck asked you?” I asked finally stepping in. “This shit is between them. They are two grown ass women.”

  The girl rolled her eyes and sucked her teeth. I’d gone to school with her too, but she was so insignificant that I couldn’t remember her name. The look in her eyes let me know that she’d heard about what I’d done to Goody. What she didn’t know was that I’d killed again, so it was best that she didn’t get on my bad side.

  The third girl with Yo Yo finally let her voice of reason be heard. “C’mon ya’ll. Let’s just go. Fuck this tired ass party.”

  “Bye haters,” Peaches sang as they walked off.

  “What the fuck ever!” Yo Yo yelled as she stepped backwards.

  “Don’t talk shit while you’re walking away bitch! You’re so right. It’s gonna be what the fuck ever when I see your big head ass again!”

  I kept my eyes on them knowing that we’d run into those bitches again. Fayetteville, NC wasn’t that big and it was inevitable. They were lucky I wasn’t in a fighting mood at the moment. I’d just smoked a blunt full of Purp, so I was on chill.

  Buff grabbed Peaches again and she went ballistic on his ass. “Get your fuckin’ hands off me nigga! Your ass is sitting here acting like it’s okay for bitches you used to fuck to be over here lalagagging and shit! Your black ass goin’ make me fuck you up!” Peaches just seemed to love drama in her relationship. I was a little lower key about my shit with Zeus.

  It was different when it came to drama with another bitch. I didn’t give a fuck who was around when I wanted to slap a hoe. I just did that shit because I was real with mine. Just like back in the day, I still didn’t waste my time negotiating and shit.

  Buff just shook his head, “I ain’t ‘bout to stand here and fuss wit’ you woman.” He turned and walked off.

  By that time everybody was aware of what had just happened, but was pretending to be minding their own business.

  I just shook my head. “Damn girl, why do you have to do that shit around people? Be more discreet with your shit. Your relationship with Buff is between you two, not everybody and their fuckin’ mama.”

  As she spoke her eyes filled with tears. “Shit, if one of Zeus’s old fuck buddies was here you wouldn’t be seeing it like that.”

  “You know I got a temper too, but my business with my nigga is my business with my nigga. If I have to check his ass I do it, but don’t let these bitches see you sweat. It just adds fuel to the fire. I thought you were the one who told me that. Fuck it. We’ll see those mud duck ass lookin’ broads again and when we do we goin’ show their asses how we stumped bitches in kiddie jail.”

  “Hell yeah. I ain’t goin’ just sit back and let my man’s ex bitch disrespect me in my face. I’ve been through too much shit in my life to let some nigga fuck me over again. I care for Buff with all my heart, but I will leave his ass so fast his head will spin if he try to play my fuckin’ face. I mean that.” She was still upset, so I decided to just let that shit go for the time being. She’d gotten the money from her trust fund, so I figured that she was just on some independent type shit.

  I shrugged my shoulders. “A’ight. I feel you.” I returned to my lounge chair and watched as Peaches walked into the house.

  “Go talk to her,” I heard Zeus tell Buff. “She’s just feelin’ some type of way and you can’t blame her.”

  Buff nodded and got up to make things right with his girl. “They love each other so much that they don’t know what to do wit’ it,” Zeus said as he leaned over to give me a kiss. When he pulled away he gave me a puzzled look. “You okay?”

  I nodded. “I’m good. Just waitin’ to see if Teena’s gonna come through.”

  When he looked up his eyes lit up and his lips turned up into a smile. “Speakin’ of the devil,” he said as he stood up.

  I turned around and spotted Teena an
d her girlfriend Jazmine approaching us. Teena came to visit the weekend after Zeus got shot, met Jazmine, who was a stripper and never left

  Since Buff and Zeus weren’t fucking with Money anymore with the product, I had Zeus to hook Teena up with some work. He became her plug and it was a match made in heaven. Teena was getting money. She’d even lost about ten pounds and traded her cornrows in for locks. She looked a little softer than she did in juvie, but still wore loose fitting clothing.

  Jazmine was wearing a pair of short shorts that looked like jean panties and a tangerine colored, snug fitting top. Her ass cheeks were oozing out of her shorts, which was her usual attire. If something wasn’t hanging out you wouldn’t catch her wearing it. She had flawless honey toned skin, big, soft brown eyes, a button nose and full lips. She wore her bright red hair cut short and was only 5’3 with booty and an itty bitty waist. In other words, she was Teena’s type all day long.

  Jumping up from my seat, I went to greet them. “What’s up Teena,” I shrieked as I gave her a hug. “Hey Jazzy.”

  “What’s goin’ on Ze?” Teena smiled exposing an iced out grill. Since she had started hustling for them she’d been spending money like water. She’d just bought a ’74 Chevy Impala and pimped it out with a money green paint job, 24’s, tint, a new engine and a booming ass system. She also had a champagne colored big body. Jazmine drove the Ac most of the time, but she had a Range that her father had bought for her. Teena said that her pops spoiled her. He was an old time hustler who was still sitting on major paper. That made Jazmine’s choice to be a stripper very puzzling to me.

  “What’s up Ze?” She asked holding on to Teena’s hand.

  I still didn’t understand that lesbian shit, but Jaz was cool.

  “Girl, that food smells good as hell. I’m hungry,” Jazmine said rubbing her flat wash board abs.

  “Go help yourself. There’s plenty of food,” I smiled at her.

  “You don’t have to tell me twice,” she said as she sashayed away.

  “Where is Peaches?” Teena asked looking around for her.

  I filled her in on what had happened with Yo Yo.

  Teena shook her head. “Those two stay goin’ at it.”

  Jazmine walked over with her plate and sat down on Teena’s lap. “That nigga of yours looks just like Tyrese girl, with his fine ass. Where’re Buff and Peaches?” She asked taking a huge bite out of the rib. To be as small as she was, she could eat.

  “In the house,” I said studying Zeus’s features. “He could favor Tyrese.”

  Jazmine laughed. “I might be into women, but I know a fine, black man when I see one.”

  “Where the damn drinks at?” Teena asked. “I need me a beer.”

  “In the cooler over there,” I pointed. “There’s some liquor in the crib.”

  Teena nodded as she lit a Black and Mild, took a pull and blew the smoke out of her nose.

  Jazmine screwed her face up. “I hate the way those things smell,” she said fanning the smoke out of her face.

  “Get off me then,” Teena said shoving her out of her lap.

  Jazmine shot her a look as she stood up to sit down in another chair. When she sat back down she went in on that rib again. “Damn, this shit is good,” she said with her mouth full.

  “You’re one greedy broad,” Teena laughed.

  She gave Teena the finger, which was covered with barbeque sauce. Teena leaned over and sucked the sauce off.

  “Eww,” I laughed.

  Zeus sat down beside me. “I ain’t cookin’ shit else after this,” he sighed.

  “This food is good Zeus; especially this damn corn. I’m tellin’ you Ze, you’re one lucky ass muthafucka. Maybe if I’d met a nigga like Zeus a long time ago I wouldn’t be a fuckin’ lesbian,” Jazmine said with her mouth full.

  Me and Zeus laughed, but Teena pretended to be mad. “Oh, so you want a man now?”

  “No baby, you’re all the man I need.” Jazmine blew a kiss at her.

  Teena blew a kiss back and then hit her stinking Black and Mild.

  “Ya’ll a damn trip,” Zeus laughed. “What time is it baby?”

  “Almost eight thirty.”

  “I’m ‘bout to shut this shit down,” he said as he looked around at the thirty or so people who were lounging around the pool free loading on our drinks and food.

  “I don’t even know half of these people,” I said following Zeus’s eyes.

  “I should’ve known I would be the one doing all the damn cookin’ and shit.”

  “It’s a lot of muthafuckas here,” Teena said taking in the scene. “I ain’t never seen so many black folks actin’ like they can swim.”

  “Shit, I can’t believe so many broads really got in the water. Black women usually don’t like gettin’ their hair wet,” Zeus laughed.

  “We don’t give a shit when it’s hot,” I chimed in as I slapped Jazmine five.

  Buff and Peaches strolled out of the house holding hands. When she saw Teena she broke out into a wide smile. “What’s up Teena and Jaz? When did you two get here?”

  “What’s up girl?” Teena asked as she pulled her in for a hug. “We just got here.”

  “Hey Peaches,” Jazmine waved with greasy hands.

  “What’s good Jaz and Teena?” Buff asked.

  “Ain’t shit Buff. What’s up?” Teena greeted him.

  “Hey Buff,” Jazmine said tearing into another rib.

  “Don’t be pissin’ my friend off Buff. Ze told me what happened. Don’t get fucked up out here,” Teena joked.

  “Your friend’s just feisty as hell. I love her mean ass though. We talked and I get where she’s comin’ from. She ain’t gotta worry ‘bout shit though. It’s all about her,” he said with a smile on his face.

  Peaches blushed visibly. “Aww, love you babe.”

  “You goin’ top that Zeus?” I asked playfully.

  He winked at me. “You know how I feel about you woman.”

  “I do,” I said knowing that neither of us was really that affectionate; especially not in public.

  Zeus shook his head. “You know your sexy ass is wearin’ the hell out of that damn bathing suit. That’s why I’m ‘bout to turn the lights off out this muthafucka. I see how these niggas checkin’ you out.”

  “Shit, the bitches out here probably checkin’ her out too. You are lookin’ kinda tasty Ze,” Teena teased.

  Jazmine punched her in the arm playfully. “You can’t be checkin’ Ze out right in my face.” She smiled at me. “You do look good as hell in that shit though girl.”

  “Thanks, but you know what happened to your ass the last time you said some side-ways shit like that Teena.”

  Everybody laughed because we’d told that story over and over.

  “Don’t make Peaches feel left out. You’re lookin’ good as hell too girl,” Jazmine said.

  “Watch that shit Teena. You and Jaz already be gettin’ all up in my baby’s head when she gets mad at me,” Buff said playfully.

  “Hmm, you’d know if I was gettin’ in her head nigga,” Teena said with a sly grin on her face.

  “I know that’s right baby,” Jazmine laughed as she got up to throw her plate of bones in the trashcan.

  A few niggas walked over to where we were sitting.

  One of them spoke up. “Zeus, Buff, man this mufucka’s straight. All these sexy bitches out here and shit. I know I’m leavin’ here wit’ something tonight.” His name was Boogie and he was talking all loud because he was drunk as hell. He couldn’t keep his eyes off Jazmine.

  Teena must’ve noticed because she was eying dude like she was about to put some lead in his ass.

  “Damn, what’s your name ma?” He asked as he crept up in Jazmine’s personal space.

  “Her name is Jazmine and she eats pussy…mine,” Teena said calmly.

  We all fell out laughing because dude looked surprised as hell, because Jazmine didn’t have the look of the typical gay woman.

  “I’m sorry,
my bad,” Boogie said stepping back.

  “Damn, you pulled a bad ass muthafucka,” another dude named Cam said giving Teena her due respect.

  “Yeah and I probably can pull more pussy than ya’ll niggas,” Teena said really smelling herself at that point. She didn’t have a dick, so she had to poke her chest out in some way.

  Jazmine flashed Teena another one of her looks.

  Teena smiled nervously. “I used to, before I met you baby,” she corrected herself.

  “Don’t play,” Jazmine said.

  The group of guys walked off as they talked to Zeus and Buff.

  “Ya’ll goin’ to Myrtle Beach for Bike Week next month?” Teena was happy to change the subject.

  “Hell yeah, Zeus is gettin’ me a bike. They’re gonna ride their bikes up there, but we’re gonna drive the F150 and put our bikes on the back.”

  “I don’t know what kind of bike I want yet. All I know is that we’re gonna go all out. We gotta go shoppin’ Ze,” Peaches said examining her gel tips for flaws. She had a thing about her nails.

  “Let’s go out of town to shop. Maybe DC or Maryland, since they’re not that far,” I suggested.

  “I might not go.” Jazmine shrugged her shoulders. “I know Teena’s going. She goes every year and she ain’t even got a bike.”

  “Why you don’t wanna go?” Peaches asked being nosy.

  Teena stood up. “Well, I guess I’ll go get that beer,” she said as she walked off.

  “I don’t know how Teena will act around all those chicken head bitches that be down there. She enjoys looking at other bitches too much. I don’t be gawking at nobody. That shit be pissing me off because I know I’m flyer than those bitches.” She rolled her eyes as Teena came back to sit down.

  “Comes to show you that women ain’t no different than men,” Peaches pointed out as she cut her eyes at Teena?

  “What?” Teena asked playing dumb.

  “You know what bitch,” I laughed.

  “All you need is a stiff dick. Shit, Teena is just like a common man,” Peaches stated as if Teena wasn’t there.

  Even Teena had to laugh. “Damn, I am sittin’ here.”