by Mz. Lady P
“I’m so sick of this shit, Tristan. Are things going to be this way when I give birth to our daughter?”
“You know damn well that ain’t my motherfucking baby. I told you I wanted a DNA test.” I felt like I was about to have a heart attack. It was then I noticed her huge stomach. Tech finally looked over his shoulder and saw me standing there. All the life had drained out of me. I just walked away. At that point, I had heard enough. I hopped in the shower and just let the water run all over my head. I thought the days of me crying over Tech were long gone. Obviously, they weren’t.
“Open the door, Sky!” Tech was banging on the door loud as hell. Damn near about to knock the door off of the hinges. I refused to open the door for his ass. I didn’t want to hear anything. Mainly, because there was nothing he could say that would make me feel better. To add insult to injury, I could hear his son in the room still crying. I stepped out of the tub and dried off. When I walked inside the room, Tech was sitting on the bed holding his son. I rubbed myself down with lotion and I got dressed in silence. He was sitting his ass on the bed looking real stupid. Fuck him. He could kiss my ass with his sneaky dick ass.
“So, you not gon’ say shit.”
“I ain’t got shit to say.”
“Come on now, Skylar. You acting like you didn’t know about TJ. I always told you I would be there for my son.”
“That’s true but you failed to mention that you were still fucking her.”
“That shit happened one time, Sky. Just calm down and let me explain. Shit has been good for us. Don’t do this.” I cringed as I watched him lay his son in our bed. I had to get out of there before I hurt this motherfucker.
“You already did it. I want you and your son out of my house before I get home. Holla at me when the results come back.” I chucked up the deuces and left his ass standing in the middle of our bedroom. As soon as I got in my car and drove away, I cried like a baby. I needed somebody to talk to who would just listen to what I had to say. I headed over to sit and talk to Jayceon. I knew that he couldn’t talk back, but I knew he could hear with me.
*****
I was glad Jayceon didn’t have any visitors because I just wanted it to be the two of us. I walked over to his bed and kissed him on the forehead. His skin had a nice color to it. The doctor told us that was a good sign. At first his prognosis was grim, but he was slowly making progress. He was even at a point where his eyelids were twitching. My mom was so excited when she seen him do it.
“Jayceon, you need to wake up. There is so much going on. Bella and Monique are about to kill each other. I’m going to kill Tech and his ugly ass baby momma, Aisha. Did you know they were still fucking? If you did, I’m gon’ kick your ass.”
For the rest of the day, I talked to Jayceon until I fell asleep. I woke up and realized I didn’t pick my daughter up from daycare. I grabbed my phone to call the daycare, but Bella had texted and said Trinity was going to stay the night with her and the kids. I kissed Jayceon and prepared myself to leave when I walked into the living room. My Momma was riding my Daddy like a Jockey in the Kentucky Derby. Not to mention, they had a video camera set up.
“Y’all really need to be in the living room doing this?”
“Come on now baby girl. We in here trying to get our Nikko and Mimi on,” my daddy said as he looked over his shoulder at me.
“Really, Daddy?”
“Take your ass home to Tech. You’re too damn old to be a cock blocker.” My momma was still on top of my daddy. She had no chill. She was a new woman since my daddy touched down.
“Whatever, Ma. I’ll see y’all freaks tomorrow.”
“Bye, Felicia,” they said in unison.
I slammed the door hard as hell. They made me too mad fucking in the living room and making a damn porn movie. When I walked into the house, Tech was sitting in his recliner smoking a blunt. He was chilling like I hadn’t told him to get his ass out of my house earlier. I rolled my eyes and I went into my office to see if Bella had sent me any documents that needed to be sent over to our clients. We had an open house coming soon and I wanted to make sure everything was in order.
After checking my email, I decided to take a hot bath and sip on some wine. As I relaxed in the tub, all I could think about was how things were going to change between Tech and I if that was his baby she was carrying. All I wanted was to be happy with Tech and grow old with him. What I didn’t want was to be one of those girls that was so in love with a man that I was willing to accept the bullshit he brought. I’d accepted enough of Tech’s bullshit when I was his sidepiece. I was not for none of that shit these days. I was his wife not some random ass bitch off the streets. I know we needed to sit down and talk about things, but I wasn’t in the mood to listen to shit Tech had to say. I was liable to slap the shit out of him, but I didn’t want him to slap my ass back. He hits hard as hell. I really did hate that I loved that man so much. Tristan made it so hard not to.
Chapter 5- Tech
The shit Aisha pulled had me wanting to beat her ass. I specifically told this illiterate ass hoe not to bring her ass to my doorstep. I took care of my son and her ass. Some bitches wasn’t satisfied until you went across they shit. Aisha was about to make me come out of retirement and slap the fuck out of her. She was doing too much. All this was just a stunt to let Sky know that her ass was pregnant. I didn’t know why she would want to do some shit like that when her baby was not even mine. I admit I slipped up and fucked her when I first made it back to Miami, but that was before I asked Sky to be my wife. I felt like shit because I cheated on her. I had a trick for that bitch Aisha.
Since she wanted to drop my son off. I was gon’ take my time giving him back. I was going to teach her ass a valuable lesson about playing with me. Sky and I had been in a really good place and this bitch came and fucked up our entire flow. Ever since Sky left, I’d been in this motherfucker getting higher than a giraffe’s pussy. I had a lot of shit going on right now. With Jayceon in a damn coma, I was in charge of our businesses. That’s right we had gone legit. We took our money from the heists and opened up a chain of nightclubs and a Hotel resort along Miami Beach. Business had been real good for us.
Over the years, we’d tried to steer clear from beef in the streets. Besides killing Vladimir’s sadistic ass, there was no one else I could think of who would want to hurt Blockka. When I got the call that he had been hit up, I instantly feared the worst. I’m glad my nigga was hanging in there, but he needed to hurry up and wake up so we could get at the motherfuckers who thought that is was okay to violate. We at these niggas head behind this shit.
After getting good and high, I decided to head to the bedroom. It was time for me to face the music with Sky. I loved the fuck out of her and the last thing I wanted was to lose her over this bullshit with Aisha. As I made my way to the back to check on my son, when I made it closer to the room, I could hear him crying. I was heated as Sky stood in the doorway letting him cry at the top of his lungs. He was standing up in our daughter’s crib with his hands out reaching to be picked up. I know that she was not feeling his presence, but she could have told me he was crying.
“Really, Sky? You’re just going to stand here and watch him cry like that.” I brushed past her, pulled him out of the crib, and cradled him. I hated to admit it, but he was so spoiled to me. Just like my daughter was.
“Last time I checked, his mother’s name was Aisha. Call that bitch and tell her to come get his ass. Better yet, you take his crybaby ass home. My daughter is gone for the night and I don’t want to hear that shit.” Sky walked out and slammed the door so hard the family photo of us fell off the wall and shattered. I bit the inside of my jaw to try to calm down. I was seconds away from choking the shit out of Sky. She know I hated when she popped slick at the mouth. She had no filter with the shit she said out of her mouth and that was the only thing I didn’t like about her ass. About thirty minutes later, my son had finally fell asleep. I walked into our bedroom and took off my cloth
es. I hated to wear clothes to bed so I slept naked. As I walked over to the bed, I looked over and noticed Sky looking at me.
“What the fuck you looking at?”
“I’m looking at your ass nigga. Didn’t I tell you to take that little motherfucker home?”
“Watch your mouth, Sky. You’re really pushing it with all this disrespectful ass shit.”
“Nigga, please shut the fuck up talking to me. You heard what the fuck I said.”
“And you heard what the fuck I said. Keep talking and I’m gon’ put this dick in your mouth since that’s the only time your ass is quiet.”
“After I do that motherfucker right, I’m gon’ be right back talking. Don’t fuck with me, Tech. Get your son out of my house. Fuck outta my face with that bullshit, Tech.” Sky pulled the cover up over her and rolled over. I swear I couldn’t stand her ass, but I loved the shit out of my wife. As a matter of fact, I think I did want her to rock the mic for a nigga. She did that shit so well with her sexy, smart mouth, ass. The weed and Patron had a nigga horny as hell.
I smacked her on the ass as I stood on the side of the bed in front of her. She removed the covers from the bottom and got up on her knees. She roughly grabbed me by the waist and pulled me closer. She deep throated my entire dick at the same time pulling on my balls. I gripped the back of her head and began to punish her throat. Once I shot my seeds down her throat, she swallowed. I swear she had drained a nigga. I couldn’t do shit but lay my ass down. As I laid there, I thought about how I was about to tell Sky’s ass that I was keeping TJ for a little while. I needed to hide all the knives and the guns because Sky was going to kill my ass.
The next morning, I woke up to an empty bed. I got up and went to check on TJ, but he wasn’t in the crib. I looked around the house and noticed Sky was gone, too. I grabbed my cell and I began to call her, but her phone was going to voicemail. About an hour later, she walked in the door, but TJ wasn’t with her.
“I’ve been calling your phone, where the fuck have you been!”
“Good Morning to you, too. I took your son home to his mother. Are you hungry?” Sky sat down at the kitchen table and started taking out the IHOP she had picked up for breakfast.
“Don’t you think you should have ran that past me first?”
“Did that bitch Aisha think it was okay to drop him off at our house without permission? This is my house and the both of y’all are going to respect me. This is how this shit is going to go, TJ is more than welcome to come over here anytime. He’s your son so that makes him a part of me. I want Trinity and TJ to grow up and be the best of friends and as thick as thieves. As far as you going over there and spending time with him, that shit stops today.
I already told that bitch that ain’t happening. Not on my motherfucking watch. It’s up to you and her to figure out a schedule and run that motherfucking shit by me first. I’m step momma, but I’m not a built in babysitter. As far as that baby she carrying, we will cross that bridge when we get to it. Respect me as your wife, Tristan, or I will stop having respect for you as my husband. We both know you hate it when I give other niggas my attention.”
I was feeling everything she was saying as far as respecting her and being in TJ’s life. Nothing was wrong with the way Sky wanted things to go. She was my wife and if that was the way she wanted it, then so be it. However, she brought out the beast inside me when she acted as if she was thinking of entertaining niggas. Before I knew it, I flipped our kitchen table over and shattered the glass.
“I wish I would catch you even thinking of entertaining another nigga. I’m gon’ put a bullet in his head and beat your ass. Just keep trying me, Skylar.”
“Ain’t nobody trying you, Tristan. Since you want to break shit, make sure you leave your Black Card on the dresser so I can order a new table. You know I love you and only you. I don’t know why you even getting all upset like that. Now, come give Momma kiss before you go to work.” Sky was standing in front me with her lips puckered up and her eyes closed. I muffed her ass out of my way and went to get dressed. She thought some shit was funny, but I was dead ass serious. I needed to get out of this house before I killed this bitch.
Chapter 6- Bella
I was beginning to lose hope and felt that Jayceon wasn’t going to wake up. At one point, it seemed like he was making progress and now it was like he wasn’t making any. I had been making it my business to go and see Jayceon every day, but I recently stopped because I felt myself doing too much. I had been sitting with him for hours just talking to him, massaging his limps, clipping his nails, and washing him up. Although I didn’t like Monique and wanted to kill the bitch, I know my behavior was out of line. She was now his woman and I was his ex-wife. I made the decision out of respect for their relationship, even though they never cared or considered my feelings.
It was those feelings that let me know she had to hurt seeing me all over him like that. No matter what I’d always love him, but the best thing for me was to check on him through his family. Plus, seeing him laying there was taking a toll on me and I didn’t like the way my heart felt. It was too familiar and I didn’t want my heart feigning for Jayceon. I know that if and when he woke up, he would be the same old heartless ass Jayceon.
I had been so overwhelmed with taking care of the kids and working, it had been a minute since I had seen Tina and Rock so I decided to just head over after picking the kids up from daycare.
“Where everybody at?” I screamed as I walked through the house. Baby Jay and Jazzy had already took off running towards the back of the house. I checked the living room and the kitchen first. I headed towards the back of the house and went inside the room Jayceon was in. My heart stopped when I saw him sitting upright with his eyes open and Monique on top of him riding the shit out of his dick. The sound of the kids running through towards the room made them look up and that was when they noticed me standing in the doorway.
I immediately turned around and grabbed the kids. Seeing that shit freaked me out. I was so mad at myself on the drive home. I ran out of the house like I caught my man cheating. I knew I should have just stayed away from over there. I was glad he woke up, but why did I have to see them fucking. My mind was so fucked up that I ended up running into the back of a damn Bentley.
“Fuck my life!” I screamed out loud as I looked in the back and checked on the kids.
“Ohhhhhh! Bad word, Bella!”
“What did I tell you to call me?”
“I’m sorry, Mommy.” He had a bad habit of calling me by my name and I refused to let him get away with it. If I had to whoop his butt, he was going to call me Mommy. He would not grow up calling me no damn Bella. I was so consumed with chastising Baby Jay that I forgot that I had hit a damn luxury vehicle. I immediately jumped out of my car. The driver of the car was already out accessing the damage.
“I am so sorry I hit your car.”
“It’s nothing but a scratch.” The tall, dark, and handsome man locked eyes with me and I instantly became wet. His skin was glowing from the Miami sun beaming down on his abs. He had on a wife beater and a pair of sweat pants. He looked like he had just came back from the gym. For some reason, I was mesmerized by his shoulder length dreads. This was the first time I had actually came in contact with a man who had dreads. I hated to admit it, but that alone made him sexy as hell.
“That is a really big scratch. Take down my information and when you get the estimate of the damage, just call me and I’ll pay out of pocket for it.”
“That won’t be necessary, Ms. Bella. However, if you allow me to take you out on a date, we can call it even. By the way, I’m Juelz.” He extended his hand and I held my hand out to shake his, but he kissed it. I instantly became nervous.
“I don’t know about that.”
“I promise I’ll be the perfect gentleman. You’re one of the most beautiful women I have ever came into contact with. Please allow me a chance to get to know you. If you don’t, it will break my heart.” He grabbed my ha
nd and held it over his heart. I couldn’t do anything but blush. How could I not agree to go on a date with him after that?
“Okay, I’ll go out with you. Just give me a call and give me the details. I’ll be there.” I walked away and got back in my car. I turned around and looked at the kids and they were staring at me with the most wicked of looks. Babies were smart. They knew it wasn’t their daddy so they had an attitude. I couldn’t do anything but laugh at them. Jazzy and Baby J were definitely Jayceon’s kids. They both had those black eyes like him. I couldn’t wait to get home and tell Sky about this fine ass nigga Juelz.
My phone had been going off like crazy on the drive home, but I wasn’t about to answer it. The last thing I needed was to hit another car. Once I made it in the house and got the kids situated, I laid across my bed and checked my voicemails. The first one was from Tina telling me that Jayceon had woke up and I needed to get the kids over there. I guess he didn’t tell his mother that I had already been over there. The next message was from Sky screaming and hollering about Jayceon, as well. The last message was from Juelz telling me about our dinner reservations at Prime 112. I was impressed at his choice of restaurant.
Although I had my reservations about going on the date with him, I gave into my doubts and sent a text confirming our date. I didn’t have anything to lose. I was newly divorced and trying to get my life back on track. Not to mention, I needed some type of real affection from a man. Not some shit that was forced upon me against my wheel. Since the kids were eating their snacks at Despicable Me. I decided to find me something to wear on my date with Juelz. My wardrobe was getting back right the way I liked, but it was nothing like my wardrobe when I lived in the mansion with Jayceon.