by J Peach
“Fuck you too, bitch, ugh! See, this why I don’t deal with you hoes,” Missy said, throwing a pillow at us.
“Bitch, what I do? She said it, not me. What the hell! Missy, you know you my bae, come give me kisses.” I puckered up my lips. Getting up, she did the same while leaning towards me.
“I’ve been sleeping with Bellow,” Kimmy suddenly blurted out and I quickly turned towards her.
“Wait, what?” I asked, wanting her to repeat what she said so I could make sure I heard her right. “Kimmy, you’ve what now?”
“I’ve been sleeping with Bel-low,” Kim said slowly, stretching out his name.
I think I’m about to have a heart attack.
“What in the hell been going on with y’all?” I asked them, but everybody was looking at Kimmy.
“Who the hell is Bellow?” Ebony, Missy and Angel asked at the same time.
“So I’m not gon’ get my kiss now? Thanks a lot Kim,” Missy said and I hit her.
“Shut up. Kim when did this happen? Did he force you?” I asked, trying to wrap my mind around the fact that she slept with someone besides Mike. She smacked her lips and rolled her eyes, making me laugh. “I’m playing, kind of. I mean last we talked about him you was saying he was basically a stalker and now you fuckin’ him,” I told her.
“Okay, so who is he?” Angel asked.
“One of Blaze’s friends we met a few weeks ago at the courts. He’s crazy but sweet, not Blaze crazy but crazy. I think I actually like him,” she said, smiling wide and seeming dazed as she stared at the blank TV.
“Oh, shit! Duck and cover!” Missy yelled.
My dumbass got low and started looking around. “Why—” I was cut off as they started laughing. I didn’t see what was funny, when somebody said duck and cover that meant someone had a gun and was about to shoot.
“Peaches, stop drinking, sweetie. It was a joke for Kimmy, you dumbass,” Angel said, laughing. “If she fuckin’ somebody else, Mike gon’ beat that ass.” Kimmy waved her off.
“I’m not worried about no damn Mike with his triflin’ ass. What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him. And what he finds out shouldn’t bother him because last I checked, he wasn’t my man. We were just fuckin’ as he say. Now, when I wanted something serious he had his nose and dick in every bitch pussy around the block, so why the fuck would he trip?” She had a point there. Mike was a conceited, triflin’ ass nigga that thought with his dick just like King and apparently just like Blaze.
They asses weren’t going to realize what they had was good until we were gone.
“That’s true and I’m happy you doing your own thing. I mean you was stuck on Mike’s ass for a long time. Peaches used to be like, He just like a bitch. She’ll be better off with a butch with a strap-on,” Missy said, making me choke on my drink.
“Bitch, stop lying. I’ve never said shit like that. I never even thought it. Missy, get yo lesbian ass the fuck outda here. You bitches better watch yo cooch, Missy on that turning friends away from men so she can have them, bullshit,” I said, making them laugh.
“Strictly dickly, bitch,” Angel and Ebony said in unison.
“What the fuck that’s supposed to mean. Bitches, I got dicks, nine inches, ten, twelve just let me know what size you prefer,” Missy crossed her legs as she said that.
I fell out laughing at Missy’s dumbass.
“See bitch, you need to quit. Since yo ass done came out you just got ridiculous. Missy just became a whore. Bitches, I can’t even go to the mall with this hoe without her ass tryna hit on a bitch. Oh, and don’t let the chick have a nigga. Mm, she gon’ flirt with the both they asses. She has no shame,” Kimmy said, making us laugh. Looking at Missy, she shrugged.
“Y’all know I love dick, but I’ve found a love for pussy too. Shid, some of these damn bitches can suck a pussy better than these niggas, quit playin’. I mean, a woman knows how she likes her coochie ate so she’ll know how to treat yours. Just riding a bitch’s face while she sucking—”
“Oh, hell no! Bitch, get off my couch with all that wiggling and shit, I don’t want yo juices on my shit. E, give her ass that bag to sit on,” I said laughing. Picking up a chip off the table, she threw it at me.
“Fuck you, hoe. Don’t play me,” Missy said, rolling her eyes, but ended up laughing.
“Mya gon’ be pissy as fuck when she finds out you giving her shit away,” Ebony said, making herself another drink.
“Here, make mine.” Smacking her lips, she snatched my cup before smiling. “Bitch,” I mumbled but she heard me.
“But I love you, Peach,” she whined playfully.
Laughing, I just shook my head.
“I’m not fuckin’ with Mya’s ass anymore, I’m over that hoe—” Missy was saying until Kimmy started laughing, causing us to look at her.
“Bitch, right. So that wasn’t you crying in the room the other morning, ‘Ooh, Mya! Ah, ah, ah! Yes, baby. This yours. Ooh, baby, ah, ah! Yes, yesss ah, yes’. So that wasn’t you that had my ass up all fuckin’ night?” Kimmy blasted her.
Looking at Missy, we broke out laughing as her face turned red, giving her away.
“Fuck y’all hoes, man. Boss, that was a slip, I’m dealing with it, tho. Ugh, fuck y’all, leave me alone,” Missy whined out before grabbing the pillow and covering her face.
“Y’all asses is crazy,” I said, drinking from my cup. Then I looked over at Ebony. “Hey, E. How’s Cornell?” I asked and she shrugged.
“I don’t know, I haven’t heard from him. I’ve called but he’s not answering, I feel kind of bad about using him now,” her face fell as she admitted sadly.
My brows rose at that. “What you mean used him?” I asked her.
“Well, I wasn’t really using him, it was his idea. I wanted to hurt King, make him mad and he wanted to see you. I was kinda sketchy about it at first but then I had the miscarriage and just didn’t care. Plus, he kept asking so I didn’t really care. I was tired of sitting alone at home crying. He was real cool, tho, we hung out a few times.”
“I had to wait until we were in public before inviting him out just in case you went crazy on my ass. It was stupid, especially to bring him up there when Blaze was around. I was just in a really bad place with catching King with that Nikki bitch again and then with you drugged and overhearing your conversation with Blaze. And on top of that, my miscarriage. It was just too much.
“I done had two this year. I’m not tryna find an excuse, it was just really bad and I didn’t care. But after the mall thing, these hoes came to my house the next day, kicking my shit in, tryna figure out what was up.”
I couldn’t blame her because going through something like that could be traumatic and everyone handled their shit differently. I did, however, feel bad I wasn’t there for her or didn’t catch on sooner to realize something was really wrong.
“E, I’m sorry I wasn’t there. I knew you’d been kinda snappy, but I didn’t think it was this extreme. And when did you catch him with Nikki?” Nikki was a stripper that we’d found out about like six, maybe seven, months prior. Angel said she went to IUN, but I never saw her up there. Her classes must have been when I didn’t have class.
“Remember that day we were at the park and you told us you slept with Blaze?” She asked and I nodded my head. “That day. After you left, I went back up there. I was just gon’ watch them play ball, but King wasn’t with them. His old skool was there, tho. But I found that ass in one of them boys’ truck with Nikki. Yeah, I beat the fuck outda her ass and then his before I fuck’d up that old skool. Bitch ain’t candy red no more. Girl, I fuck’d that damn car up.”
Looking at me, she burst out laughing. “Oh, my God, Peaches, I thought he was gon’ cry when I started busting windows, all six of them. Every time he came close to me I whacked his ass with that damn steel bat, stupid bitch.”
My mouth was wide open. King loved that damn car, it was the first one he got when he started making his own money.
Th
at’s what his ass gets, tho.
“I felt so good doing that.” The look on her face showed that she did as she seemed to fade back to that moment with a sigh, making me laugh.
“Well, I’m happy you felt good, but it was messed up to use Cornell. Even tho I don’t like him at all, King beat his ass,” I shook my head. King beat the shit out of that man.
“It was and I kinda liked him friend-wise. Plus, he was a good fuck—”
“No, you didn’t!” Angel and Kimmy said, sitting up, mouths wide. Hell, my reaction was just like theirs.
“Yeah, I did and I don’t feel bad about it no more. I’m done and I mean it this time. I want out, I’m not going back to him, I can’t. No, I’ve lost too much and for what? King don’t care about nobody but himself, I’m realizing that now. I don’t wanna be that girl pretending he’s not out there when he is. I’m done,” Ebony said.
I just started crying because we’d been telling her to leave since forever and she promised every time but never did. At that moment, though, the determination on her face was like I’d never seen and it showed she was serious this time.
I was honestly proud she was making the step to leave because she didn’t deserve that shit. Ebony was too loyal to King and for him to constantly treat her like shit was wrong. I couldn’t even find it in me to feel bad for him.
“Let’s drink to that,” Kimmy said, and we all grabbed our cups, taking a drink just as she started humming. “Oh, I almost forgot. Peaches, what the hell’s up with you? Blaze, Sam, what the hell, bitch?”
Bitch, I thought to myself before shrugging.
“Nothing’s going on with Sam. He was just being a friend is all. As for Blaze, I don’t know. He makes me believe he has his mind made up about us then he turns around and goes to that bitch to get his dick sucked.
“It’s not only that, but he just can’t seem to let this fuckin’ girl go. I don’t get it, he’s saying he don’t like her that way, but at the same time he’s not willing to stop messing with her. So there’s obviously something about her that attracts him because he’s steadily going back to her.
“I just don’t have time for that wishy washy bullshit. Then the bitch had the nerve to speak to me. I tried to take her fuckin’ head off. I muffed that bitch so hard,” I told them with a laugh.
“I would’ve beat that bitch ass again,” Angel said, shaking her head.
“I was going to, believe me. But his ass grabbed me, talking about I’m always on that bullshit. After he said that, I felt so stupid because I realized he likes her. If you do then fine, but leave me alone, you know. Don’t string me along. And he’s doing just that, which I’m not having.
“I told him we needed to take a break so he could figure his shit out, but I’m not waiting on him, honestly I’m not. I have given this man two chances and he’s fuck’d them up every time. I get he’s not a soft person, but damn, I wanna be able to do normal boyfriend-girlfriend stuff.
“Blaze is hella selfish and I don’t like that. It’s okay for him to get his dick sucked, but I gotda get rid of my head buddies? What the fuck kinda shit is that? Until he understands this is a two way street and that he’s going to respect me as well as treat me as an equal instead of his third or fourth, then we’re nothing. It’s as simple as that,” I explained to them.
I wasn’t going to continue to come second, third or fourth to anybody. The main thing was that he was not going to be getting his dick sucked by no other bitch if he planned on being with me. I wasn’t having that.
“Damn, that’s crazy. What the fuck is wrong with these niggas?” Missy asked and we all shrugged. “So what I walked in on in the kitchen was him just being a friend? I mean if those two big ass hickeys on your neck was to prove anything, they’re screaming it’s something. I walked in just in time before clothes started ripping off,” she teased.
The palms of my hands went to either side of my neck and they laughed. Rolling my eyes, I shook my head, not saying anything. I knew he left some marks, he was sucking hard on my neck and on the top of my breast.
“You walked in on them, too?” Ebony said, which caused me to look at her smiley face.
“What you mean too?” I asked dumbly.
“When I came in the house he was on top of her. Shid, I had to walk back to the front door and announce my presence. When I came back he was on the floor. Y’all, she had done pushed that nigga on the floor,” Ebony said, laughing. Even though I was embarrassed as hell, it was good seeing her laugh considering all the shit she’d been through.
“It’s not even like that, we’re cool. Plus, he has a girl and I really don’t wanna come in between them. They’ve been together just like you and King so… I don’t wanna be the reason it’s ruined. Today was nice with him, I was not thinking about Blaze, not crying, nothing.
“Today was the last day I shed a tear over him, the last day we shed tears over these triflin’ ass niggas and bitches,” I said, looking at Ebony who was nodding her head in agreement. Taking another drink, I got up, went to the radio and turned it on. “This would be playing, right?”
Ciara’s I’m Out was playing. I loved her so I turned it up and pulled Ebony up and then Kimmy. Angel and Missy got up as I did.
For the rest of the night until the morning we drank, danced, laughed and just had fun as we forgot all about those worthless ass niggas and bitches in our lives.
Chapter 10
Peaches
“E, here’s your key. And if King comes by, do not let him in. I don’t care if he’s on fire, don’t let him in here— Well, if he’s on fire put him out then call the police. Um, Dane should be here in a few so be looking out for him.
“Here’s the keys to my parent’s house. Sean is going to meet you there when you’re ready. Be there, don’t keep him waiting, Ebony. Okay, bae, I gotda go help Bianca setup. The thing starts at three and she wants to at least have some of the food done,” I repeated for the third time as I hoped she was serious this time.
“Bye, Peaches. I got it,” Ebony pushed me towards the door. “Just keep King there and Peaches, don’t say anything to him. Don’t snap at him or anything because he’ll know something’s up. Don’t go rolling yo eyes because I know you,” she warned.
Damn, I was sure going to cuss his ass out. “I won’t, bye—” I tried to hurry out of the house, but she grabbed my arm.
“Peaches, I’m serious, promise me,” she insisted.
I let out a groan and turned towards her. “I promise I’m not going to say anything. I’m going to act normal, like nothing’s happened.” I put on my best smile. Ebony glared at me and held out her pinky. “Are you serious? Damn, E, I just promised.”
“Okay, now pinky promise. And if you break it I’m shaving your head bald,” she threatened like we used to do when we were younger.
“Bitch, we are too old for this shit,” I stated, but she didn’t look convinced. Groaning, I held my pinky out. “I, Peaches Monique Johnson, will not say anything to Ha’Keem Jerrell Johnson until you, Ebony Noel Perkins, have returned all keys back to Ha’Keem and let him know you are officially done. That is when I, Peaches, will go the fuck off on him. I pinky Promise.” Smiling a tight lipped smile, I held out my pinky and locked it with hers.
“Thanks, bae. That’s all, you can go now. Tell Brittany I said Happy Birthday.” With a wave, Ebony walked backwards into the house and closed the door.
“Bitch,” I mumbled before walking to my car. Once I got in, my phone started ringing. I answered it. “Hello?”
“You’re brother’s a bitch!” Ebony yelled through the line.
I started laughing. “Bitch, bye, with yo lame ass.” I hung up the phone and left my house heading to the grocery store.
***
“Hey, momma,” I sat the bags down and hugged her.
“You’re late, heffa. You were supposed to be here an hour ago, I said one o’clock,” she said, returning my hug.
“Sorry, I had the girls over last nigh
t.” That was my explanation. I had a ball with my bitches. Hell, we didn’t wake up until eleven o’clock. I still felt a little hung over. Pushing my sunglass up on my head, I groaned at the damn sun.
“That explains the inside out shirt,” she pointed out.
Again, I groaned. “I’ve walked all through the store like this.” I pulled off my grey and pink tank top, then turned it on the right side. I looked down at my black shorts to make sure they were on the right side.
Hearing someone laugh, I looked up at Bianca and joined her. “It’s not funny, that’s embarrassing.”
She grabbed the bags I brought and started taking the stuff out. “Yes it is, but you still look cute so don’t worry about it. You talked to my good for nothing, dumbass son?” She asked.
That’s what I liked about Bianca, she didn’t choose sides and was brutally honest about everything. I seriously loved that woman. When I didn’t say anything, she looked back at me.
“Oh, damn, what he do now?”
Laughing, I shook my head. “Nothing. Just being Blaze. I’m not stressing over him anymore which he knows. Until he grows up, I’m done. But anyways, Brittany’s having her party inside the building, right?” I pulled the chips out and sat them out on the table.
“Yeah, but I’m not staying, Marcus can babysit them kids. Plus, he’ll have Blaze and the guys there watching everything,” Bianca said as she walked to the grill. “Did you get the seasoning?”
Nodding, I grabbed the bag with the seasoning. “Oh, I got two hundred wings from Sharks. I didn’t know how many people were coming and I didn’t want to call—”
“Because your ass was late that’s why you didn’t call,” Bianca hip bumped me with a laugh.
“No, that’s not why. I ordered the chicken last week, while you’re talking.” I childishly stuck my tongue out at her, before we started laughing.
“Okay, you got a slide, but with these hungry ass men around here that’s should be enough. How much I owe you?” Bianca was saying as she grabbed her purse. I waved her off as I finished setting up the table.