by Tiece
“Just give credit where credit is due and leave well enough alone.” Lauren said not even wanting to get into it.
“I hate that Kerry has gone through this for years with that scrawny ass Justin, but then to have our sister as the other woman trying to take someone else’s husband is totally different. I know Kerry must feel some type of way when she’s around you.” She said not caring how Lauren took it.
Lauren parked her 2013 Acura then looked over at Bianca with a sideways look. “This is coming from the sister that has her second and her fourth child by a married man. CHY PLEASE!” She irritably stated clearly showing an attitude. Bianca wasn’t shocked that she went there because they’d hit each other with many low blows over the years.
“I’ma let you have that, okay,” Bianca said really wanting to unleash some of that whip ass on her right quick.
“Yeah, whatever,” Lauren responded. She didn’t care at the moment because Bianca had touched one of her nerves and she felt a bit pissed about it too. So what if she was mad; join the club.
Lauren unbuckled her son and walked inside of Wal-Mart, leaving Bianca inside the car. She did leave it running so she could run the heat, but she started to take the keys just so her ass could freeze.
Bianca sat in the car feeling some type of way about Lauren’s smart remark. It took everything in her not to reach over and slap the hell out of her, but she was working on herself. First, the bitch wanted her to move on with a man that she didn’t know just two weeks after her boyfriend’s death then tries to throw her past up in her face because she doesn’t want to face her own bullshit.
What kind of fuck shit is that? She questioned herself.
Bianca had her head rested back on the passenger seat just wanting to clear her thoughts. She hated arguing with her sisters, but sometimes there was no way around it. Out of the blue, she sat up and looked out of the window. After doing a double take three quick times she realized that she’d spotted Jamal’s wife heading into Wal-Mart. This was crazy to her, because Jamal’s wife had already rolled up beside them at the Burger King drive thru once and cursed their asses out then pulled off. She could never forget a mean looking face like that.
“Damn,” she whispered opening the car door to immediately get out, but then closed the car door shut again. The man that was trying to holla at her, the week prior, at the Olive Garden had been spotted walking past Lauren’s car too like he was also heading into the supermarket.
“Damn,” she whispered again. No sooner than those words could escape her lips Lauren came stepping out of Wal-Mart with the baby in her arms. Bianca’s eyes widened.
“Damn,” she called out as Lauren and Jamal’s wife came face to face yet again.
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Jamal’s wife stared directly in Lauren’s face then her eyes slowly eased their way over to the baby. Meeting them was unexpected, but to her it must’ve been meant to be. At first she was quiet as she eyed down the little boy that resembled her husband so much. It hurt like a motherfucker as she stood there trying to catch her breath.
“He looks just like Jamal.” She whispered with tears in her eyes.
Lauren was caught completely off guard. For two years she hadn’t heard a peep out of anyone besides her sisters and her parents about Jamal being her son’s father. Now all of a sudden, his wife had started hounding her about the man and involving their child. She stood there not knowing what to say, because she knew that she was in the wrong. She wanted to confess and get it over with, but how could she tell this woman that the kid that she was inquiring about was indeed her husband’s child. There was no way that she’d get over that and just let it go.
“So is this my husband’s son?” She asked still trying to fight back her tears.
“Look lady, I don’t know what you’re talking about and why you keep following me, but please leave me and my son alone. I don’t want your husband whoever he is.” She said hoping to clear up some of the tension so she could quickly leave.
The whole time the bickering was going back and forth; Bianca sat in the car quietly watching them. She definitely didn’t want to get out now because a small crowd had started taking notice as they’d either walk slowly by totally engaged or completely stopping to straight up be nosey.
“I’ve tried to be nice to you and you didn’t even know it. How do you think you’re living in that nice apartment? How do you think you’re riding around in a new Acura? How do you think you’re able to splurge here and there when my husband feels the need to make up?”
“I don’t know,” Lauren said as if those were the only words that she could think of at the moment.
“Because I’m aware that he has a mistress,” she admitted. “I’ve known about you for years, but I can’t stop a man from doing nothing that he wants to do. I could’ve left, but the truth is that I love him and he’s all I know.”
“I’m not gonna do this out here.” Lauren said now noticing the people that were noticing them.
“The one thing that I can’t give him you already have.” She said looking back over at the little one. “Do you expect me to take this laying down?” She asked as her voice rose. “I know your hoe ass is waiting for him to leave me, but that will never happen. He will never leave me for a ratchet ass bitch that lies up with another woman’s husband. He might fuck the dog hell outta you, but he doesn’t love you the way he loves me.”
Lauren was confused by the confrontation and all she wanted to do was get the hell out of there. “Okay lady, you’re delusional.” She said then attempted to walk off, but was snatched around by Jamal’s wife as she grabbed her arm.
“Is that my husband’s child?” She adamantly pondered.
“YES!” Lauren yelled out. “Are you fucking satisfied? Now let my arm go!” She insisted, but what she got was so much more and definitely unexpected. Jamal’s wife had suckered punched Lauren so hard in the eye that she and the baby fell back in a stranger’s arms.
“You muthafuckn’ ratchet ass bitch! You got the nerve to tell me to my face that this lil bastard is my husband’s and be smug about it.” She screamed, but she wasn’t expecting what was next.
Out of nowhere, Bianca cold cocked Jamal’s wife so hard in the face that blood immediately shot from the cut on her jaw. “IF YOU EVER PUT YOUR STANKN’ ASS HANDS BACK ON MY SISTER I’LL KILL YOU BITCH!” Bianca yelled out as the people grabbed her. “WHO HITS A WOMAN WHILE SHE’S HOLDING HER BABY, ANYWAY? YOU GOT ME AND MY SISTER BENT!” She was beyond pissed as a few onlookers made sure that they got to their cars. Bianca didn’t realize that the guy that was carrying her to the car was the same guy that had tried to holla at her the prior week. If he wanted to holla then she was most sure that he didn’t now after seeing the real Bianca show her true colors as he put inside the car.
Chapter9
It was the afternoon of Thanksgiving Eve and the Ware sisters were starting to pull up at their modest, two story, six bedroom family home. The night sky had started to creep in early due to the time going back an hour. The wind blew lightly through the air causing a really sweet stir surrounding the Family home as the sisters started pulling up one by one.
ShaKita pulled up in the driveway first then reached for her cell phone inside her purse. She was happy to be spending the evening with her family, but she was sad because she couldn’t bring her new lover around them. The phone rang twice and a light sweet voice could be heard on the other end.
“Hey babe,” Coco answered.
“Hey baby,” ShaKita responded. “What are you doing?”
“Just sitting over your place in a short white t-shirt and no panties,” she said causing ShaKita to smile. “Since I couldn’t tag along with you, I guess I’ll make myself at home here.” she pouted.
“Baby, you know I hate when you’re sad, but I haven’t told my family about us yet. I have five sisters and none of them have any problems with liking another woman. I’m the only one.”
“Don’t feel bad. You can�
��t help who you love.” Coco reminded her.
“You’re right and I love you so much.” ShaKita informed her. Never did she think that she’d be so crazy in love over a woman. “One day I promise I’ll introduce you to my family and they will love you, simply because I do.”
“I hope that one day will be soon. With my parent’s living out of town and not being able to go home to be with them for the holiday really makes me wish that I was surrounded by the love of others, especially you.”
“Don’t worry. I’ll slip outta here early and give you as much love as you need.” ShaKita said causing Coco to blush.
“Okay now,” she said with a smile. “I’m going to hold you to that.”
“Please do,” ShaKita responded as she noticed the lights from Kerry’s 2012 Cherokee Jeep pulling in behind her.
“Well baby, my sisters are starting to pull up.”
“Maaaan,” Coco pouted.
ShaKita felt bad inside leaving her girlfriend home alone in her apartment while she was out enjoying herself with her family. “I’ll be home soon, baby. I promise I’ll make this up to you.” She said then they ended their call. No sooner than she could open her car door Kerry was already walking up with a few bags in her hand.
“Hey Sis,” Kerry spoke kissing ShaKita on the cheek. “I see the party is getting started at the Ware’s Family home.” She said listening to the fairly loud music coming from inside the house.
“Hey Sis,” ShaKita spoke back. “You know this Thanksgiving is going to be especially special to our parents. We’d almost lost one of us a few weeks ago.” She said as the nippy breeze in the air had the girls talking clouds of smoke.
“You’re right so we definitely have a lot to be thankful for.” Kerry agreed. “Who is here already?” Kerry asked looking around for Lauren’s car.
“I’m certain that Bianca and Janay are here unless they left to go run some errands for Mom or Dad.” She said because for the moment those two were living there.
“Lauren should be right behind me,” Kerry said. “I spoke with her about an hour ago and she said that she was just waiting for her apple pies to finish baking then she was coming.”
“I can’t wait till she gets here.” ShaKita said with a smile as they made their way up the stairs and to the front door.
Kerry shook her head with a grin. “I knew your greedy ass would say that.” ShaKita laughed then opened up the front door to the smell of Thanksgiving dinner cooking in the house. It was one of the best smells in the world and the only thing that genuinely made her smile.
“Hey Sisters,” Bianca spoke as she made her way down the stairs and over to her sisters. She hugged and kissed them softly on the cheek. The show of affection that she’d been showing lately seemed like she’d finally started getting it. “Where are the rugrats?”
Kerry laughed. “Justin will be dropping them off tomorrow before we eat Thanksgiving dinner.” She said.
Bianca looked over at ShaKita. “And why is your face so long?” She asked being that she could clearly see through that happy front that she’d so thickly covered herself with.
“Nothing,” she responded. “I’m good.”
“Yeah, I hear you,” Bianca responded. “Janay is upstairs running my battery dead since her clumsy ass can’t find her phone.”
“She ain’t found that phone yet?” Kerry asked thinking that it had to be somewhere inside the house because Janay hardly ever went anywhere.
“Nope, she hasn’t,” Bianca responded. “But I told her to pay those rugrats of mine to look for it and she’ll have it back in less than ten minutes.” She said causing them to laugh.
“So I guess Mom and Dad are in the kitchen?”
“You already know it. Just follow the sounds of the Soulful Oldies CD that Lauren made for them.” Bianca said with a smile.
ShaKita smiled. “We heard Marvin Gay, Let’s Get it On, jamming all the way outside. I knew then that I was at the right house.” They laughed.
“Okay, well I’m heading in here where Mom and Dad are at probably smooching like teenagers,” Kerry said still holding the bag of groceries that she’d brought over to start preparing her chicken and dumplings and her infamous Red Velvet cake.
ShaKita looked at Bianca just standing there with a smile on her face. “Le’me use your phone right quick,” Bianca said with her hand held out.
ShaKita laughed. “The last time that I let you use my phone you stole it and my car.”
Bianca laughed. “Remember the dude that was tryna holla at me when we were at Olive Garden that night?” She said. “I think I’m gonna go ahead and call him.”
“Well, in that case,” ShaKita smiled handing Bianca her phone then heading into the kitchen where their parents and Kerry were. She quickly turned as she thought about something. “Oh, If Coco calls, don’t answer it. I’ll just call her back.”
“Yes, Ma’am,” Bianca said as she stepped out on the front porch to make a call.
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Meanwhile, upstairs in the Ware family home, Janay was on the phone with Finn. She’d been talking to him for the past thirty minutes because she was afraid to hang up the phone. She leaned up in the recliner chair trying to get comfortable.
“Have they made it there yet?” She asked speaking of Heather and her parents.
“No babe, they haven’t,” Finn told her.
“I don’t see why your mom decided to cook a Thanksgiving dinner and ask that they come over to spend it with y’all. You’re supposed to be here with me.” Janay said with an irritable pout.
“My father has been feeling better these past few days and my mom suggested cooking him a big Thanksgiving dinner since I’m home. You know I can’t miss seeing my father enjoy this holiday. Plus, Mom invited Heather’s parent’s over because they’ve all been best friends since forever. She knew that would make him happy.”
“Yeah, I bet.” Janay said already feeling the heat stirring up in Mrs. Carter’s kitchen.
“Sweetheart, just calm down,” he said. “The only reason why Heather is even showing up is because her boyfriend is overseas and she didn’t want to be alone.”
“Well, he needs to make his way back home before she goes missing fucking around with me,” Janay commented.
Finn grinned. “Sweetheart, you’re a Bishop’s wife,” he said. That was one of the things he loved about her spunky personality. She might’ve kept her cool when it came down to his mom, but she didn’t play any games with him.
“Your mom is up to no good and I just wish that you could see it.” She said.
“My mom can be up to whatever she wants to be, but she can’t make me love someone that I don’t and she can’t make me be with someone when I’m already committed to my wife.”
Janay smiled. “You better be,” she said.
“I am,” he responded.
“Finn,” Mrs. Carter called out. “Heather is out there. I think that you should go to the door.”
“Wait one minute,” Janay said. “Did she just say Heather? Where are her parents at? And why can’t she go to the door?”
“Calm down sweetheart,” Finn said as he made his way to the front door. He hated to think that his mother was being somewhat conniving to get her way, but it definitely seemed like it.
He opened the door and smiled as he greeted Heather with the phone up to his ear. “What’s up Heather,” he spoke.
“Hey Finn, thanks for having us over,” she said walking in and giving him a hug. “Mom and Dad should be pulling up right behind me.”
“Okay, well Mom is in the kitchen so you’re welcome to go in there. I’ll just be in the other room talking to my wife,” he said. Janay smiled just to hear him say that, but shit was definitely real with Heather there and Mrs. Carter hell bent on destroying their marriage.
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Across town Lauren was trying to get out of her apartment with the pies in one hand and the baby holding on to her fingertips. As she stepped down o
ff of the stairs Jamal pulled up right in front of her.
“Lord, why won’t he get the picture?” She said just wanting things to be over with.
Jamal quickly jumped out of the car and made his way around to them. Immediately he picked up his son then started talking to Lauren as she continued walking straight to her car.
“Baby, just le’me talk to you,” he pleaded.
“We have nothing to say to one another. Your wife is psycho and I don’t want any parts of you as long as you’re attached to her. I’m actually starting to not want any attachments to you whatsoever besides those involving my son.”