by Mercedes G
“Nah, I’m going home. Drop me off at my car.” I was trying my best not to have an attitude with him but it was too obvious.
“You coming back later?” He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me in close. God why did he have to smell so good.
“I’ll try,” knowing damn well I was going to do everything in my power to come back. I really didn’t want to leave, but I wasn’t going to let his cocky ass know that. We grabbed our things and left the bedroom.
“MeMe, I’ll be back later, aight?” he yelled. MeMe didn’t respond. She was having a heated argument on the phone with somebody.
We jumped in Mega’s car and headed back to Rock’s house to pick up my car.
When we arrived at Rock’s house, they were still on the porch shooting dice. Mega put his car in park. He removed two keys off the key ring and handed them to me.
“Here.”
“What are these for?”
“The gold key is for my house in Albany. The silver key goes to the house we just left.”
“Mega, we just met a few weeks ago. Shouldn’t you get to know me a lil’ bit more first before you start handing me the keys to your crib? I could be a damn criminal for all you know.” I was dead ass serious.
“Ma, you ain’t crazy. Besides, we gonna be fucking with each other for a while so it’s only fair I give you the keys.”
I took the keys and put them on my keychain.
“Are you coming back over tonight and chill with me?”
“Yeah, I’ll be back over,” I had answered before I knew it.
He leaned over turning my face to his. The way that he gazed in my eyes, I knew that this thing we had going on wasn’t going to be temporary. Mega was feeling me and I couldn’t fight my feelings for him. He kissed my forehead then took my bottom lip into his.
“I’ma see you later, Ma,” Mega said as I got out of his car and hopped in mine.
CHAPTER 13
MEME
I swear JaMel was getting on my last damn nerve. We had been on the phone arguing damn near all day. I didn’t give a fuck about him being married. I was pregnant with his first child; I deserved much for than I was getting from him. I’m not talking about money either. I wanted, no I needed quality time and support. It’s sad that I had to make up shit in order for him to spend time with me. Everything was always about his wife. Fuck that bitch! He better be lucky I didn’t know who the bitch was because my emotions were wearing me down. It was only a matter of time before I let the cat out of the bag. I was in my room at my brother Mega’s house laid back in my bed on the phone chopping it up with my childhood friend Shay, eating a bowl of butter pecan cream.
“Girl, I don’t see how you do it. If I was pregnant by a married man that nigga would hate me. Matter of fact, him and his wife would hate me.” Shay exhaled the blunt she had just tugged on.
I can’t wait to drop this load. I had never gone a day without getting stoned until now.
“I’m trying to be patient with his ass. I’ve been a secret long enough. If I wasn’t pregnant I wouldn’t give a damn, but it’s a different ball game now. It’s bad enough he made me choose an OB/GYN all the way in Columbus so that he would be able to attend the appointments,” I complained.
I wanted to go to Dr. Cruel in Albany, but damn near everybody from Cuthbert chose him as their doctor, so that wasn’t the best idea. JaMel was trying to play it safe so he made me choose a doctor in Columbus. He told me that if I didn’t choose Columbus then he wouldn’t be able to attend my appointments. Being that I didn’t want to go through this pregnancy alone, I agreed.
“Columbus is what, bout a good sixty miles from here? Shit, the baby will be out by the time you make it to the hospital. That was a dummy move MeMe. Does Mega know who your baby daddy is yet?” she reminded me.
I had yet to tell my brother that JaMel was baby’s daddy because he was married. I would never hear the end of that shit if Mega ever found out. My brother Mega held me high up on a pedestal and he spoiled me rotten. He was a boss in these streets and everybody knew who he was. JaMel didn’t know that Mega was my brother. I stopped telling niggas who my brother was back when I was in high school. Once I mentioned Mega’s name, niggas would stop calling, texting, and some would even change their number on me. I was a bad bitch no doubt. Unfortunately, I wasn’t bad enough to be killed over. My brother was a fucking terror in the city. Nah scratch that, he was a terror in every city. Niggas worshipped the ground that nigga walked on.
Cuthbert, GA was our hometown but there really wasn’t room for growth around here. Our mom and dad were both killed in a car accident when I was three and Mega was ten. Our next of kin was my mom’s mother, Mildred. She did the best that she could to raise us as her own and we would be forever grateful for that. Mega had fallen head first into the drug game when he was fourteen to help my grandma out around the house. We lived with our grandma Mildred until Mega turned eighteen. By this time he was running the streets. Every nigga in Cuthbert worked for him and still do to this day. He moved us to Albany to expand his empire, and as you can see he did one hell of a job. I was only eight when we moved.
Shay and I met because she and her parents lived next door to my grandma. She was a year older than me. When I moved with Mega to Albany, she and I still kept in touch with each other. Mega would send me to stay with Grandma Mildred on the weekends, so that I Shay and I could be together. He never let me out of the house in Albany. He swore Albany was too dangerous for me to be out and about without him.
Mega treated me more like his daughter than his sister. He had played the father role to me for so long that he became immune to it. Like I said, I was eight when Mega moved us to Albany. He enrolled me in school, prepared breakfast and dinner for me, and tucked me in bed at night. I could never repay him for the things that he has done for me. Despite our differences, I loved my brother. He was all I had besides Grandma Mildred.
“Nah, I haven’t told him yet. Girl I plan on taking this shit to my grave. Shid, what Mega don’t know won’t hurt,” I told Shay.
“Girl bye! That shit will eventually come out. Trust and believe it will.” I loved Shay’s honesty. She always kept it real with me no matter what.
“Well until it comes out, I ain’t saying shit,” I responded to her.
“I feel ya though. Yo brother be trippin hard with his fine ass!” she laughed. “Bitch, I know you done seen his dick before…is it big?”
“Ewwww bitch, that’s my damn brother! Hell no I ain’t seen his dick!”
“You mean to tell me you been living with that nigga all your life and you ain’t never seen his dick? Not once?” This bitch right here.
“Shay, shut the hell up, ole nasty bitch!” She was on the other end killing herself laughing. I swear this bitch was retarded.
Shay and I talked until I heard a beep and the name “Baby Daddy” popped up across my screen.
“Bitch, I gotta go,” I quickly said to her. I didn’t give her a chance to respond before I swapped over to answer JaMel’s call.
“Hey baby dad…” I was cut off by the sounds of groaning and slurping. I pulled the phone away from my ear to look at the caller id. I needed to make sure I had read it right. Yep, it was my baby daddy. I don’t know why but I put my phone back up to my ear so that I could listen to what was taking place. My heart was about to bust out my damn chest. Even though he had a wife, I was supposed to be the only other female he fucked with.
With the phone still to my ear, I jumped out of bed and threw on a pair of black jogging pants, a wife beater, and my size five red and black retro 11 Jordans. I was ready to fuck some shit up, so I had to dress accordingly. He must’ve realized that he had called my phone because the call ended after about a minute or so. I called his phone back as I jogged down the stairs, pregnant and all. He sent me straight to the voicemail. I grabbed my Chicago Bulls snapback off of the kitchen table, the keys to one of Mega’s Range Rovers and slammed the door shut on my way out.
I was about to make a surprise visit. JaMel thought I didn’t have any transportation since I had tricked him into picking me up from Albany last night and bringing me to Cuthbert.
I can’t believe this nigga, I thought to myself as I rushed towards Mega’s truck. JaMel had me fucked up! No I wasn’t his wife, but still. He was mine and I didn’t want him being with anyone else. Shit, I was still working on trying to get his wife out of the picture and I’ll be damned if I lose him to some random bitch.
I should’ve ended this shit between JaMel and I a long time ago. Here I am damn near five months pregnant by a married man, who obviously didn’t give a damn about me or his wife. He knew that I was in love with him and I wasn’t going anywhere. He was only treating me like this because I was allowing him to. I just wanted him to leave his wife and be with me and our baby.
I popped Mega’s trunk open to retrieve his Louisville slugger that he always kept in there. I threw it on the passenger side, started the whip and sped off in a frenzy to find someone else’s husband. Ain’t that some shit!
My mind was racing faster than I was driving. The thought of another bitch pleasing JaMel made me sick to my stomach. She was sucking and slobbing all over my dick and he was enjoying that shit. I needed to call Shay to roll with me. At times like this she was always there to hold me down. Despite me and JaMel’s situation, Shay would still ride for me.
I tapped on the steering wheel with my thumb until Shay finally picked up the phone.
“What up hoe?” she answered as if we just didn’t get off the phone a few moments ago.
“Shay, I need you to roll with me real quick. Be dressed in five minutes!” I demanded.
Shay no longer lived beside Grandma Mildred. She lived in the projects with her mama Joanne. The projects were only about fifteen minutes from Mega’s house so I was there in no time. She and Joanne didn’t see eye to eye ninety-five percent of the time which is why it was no problem for her to just up and leave the house at any time, regardless of what the situation was. I didn’t even have to blow the horn for her to come out. She was already standing on the curb in front of her project waiting for me to pull up. Soon as I pulled up, she opened the door and hopped in. She smelled like she had soaked in a Jacuzzi full of marijuana and that’s exactly what I needed right now to calm my fucking nerves! Fuck this pregnancy!
“What’s good bitch? What we got going on?” she greeted as she got in the car and closed the door. She was ready for whatever was about to go down and that’s why I loved Shay. I fucked with her the long way. She was like a sister to me. Fuck it, she was my sister in my eyes. My problems were her problems and her problems were mine. Having each other’s back was mandatory in our friendship. Like I said before, we had been best friends since we were kids.
“You ain’t gon’ believe this shit! Remember when I hung up on yo ass?” She nodded. “It was my baby daddy calling…well I thought it was him. He made a mistake and dialed my number. When I answered the phone all I could hear was him moaning and some bitch slurping all over his dick.”
“Wait a minute, let me get this straight. JaMel is out right now fucking another bitch and you’re going over there because of what? MeMe, you know I got your back in whatever you decide to do, but at the same time I’m gone keep it one hunned with you. JaMel is a married man. This shit is not yo problem boo, it’s his wife’s. Let her stress over his ass, not you. You’re pregnant. You shouldn’t even be out here like this.”
“This is my fucking problem! I’m pregnant with his seed and he out here fucking bitches like he right! I can’t talk to another nigga or else he’ll nut the fuck up. Yeah, he’s married but he don’t want to be with her. He don’t care about that bitch! If he did he wouldn’t have got me pregnant, right?”
“You got the game all fucked up Me. You think he tried to get you pregnant? Huh? If he did then he wouldn’t be scared as shit to go to a fucking doctor’s appointment with you. I love you MeMe and I just don’t want you to end up hurt. This man is married. He is not about to leave his wife. The bitch he fucking right now is probably his next victim. Wake up MeMe, damn!”
What Shay said to me cut me like a knife. I couldn’t even be mad with her because deep down inside she was only speaking the truth. I loved JaMel so much, and for two years he had been telling me he would leave his wife. Now that I think about it, he never really said that unless he was in between my legs punishing me with deep strokes.
I couldn’t say shit. I just broke down and cried.
“Don’t cry MeMe. Pull over and I’ll drive. We can go back to Mega’s house and I’ll stay the night with you to keep you company. Please don’t play yo self like this Me, you better than that.” Shay probably thought I wasn’t listening to anything that she was saying. I was taking it all in though.
I pulled over on the side of the road so that she and I could swap sides. We headed back to Mega’s house so that I could get myself together. I couldn’t wait until JaMel called though. I was about to put my foot down. Either he tells his wife about us or I’ll do the honor.
CHAPTER 14
NATAYSIA
I was at home trying to come up with a plan to make it back to Mega’s crib tonight. I wasn’t planning on staying the night with Mega but I did want to spend some more time with him. It was something about being around him that made me feel special on the inside. I was about to get in the shower to clean up the mess that Mega had made between my legs with his fingers, when I felt a sharp pain strike through my stomach. I felt something burst and a gush of clear liquid ran down between my legs, followed by blood.
“Aaaahhh!!!” I screamed out in pain. My knees gave out on me and I hit the floor. This can’t be happening, I thought to myself as I crawled over to my phone that was lying on top of the sink.
“911, what’s your emergency?”
“Please help, I need an ambulance…I think…I think my water just broke and I’m only four months!” The pain was the worst pain I had ever felt in my life. I needed to get to the hospital as soon as possible.
“Okay ma’am, just breathe. What’s the address?” The operator stated.
“521 5th street Cuthbert, GA. Please hurry!” I said. I became weak and the phone fell out of my hand. I was in so much pain that I couldn’t move any part of my body. I couldn’t even get in touch with JaMel to tell him that the chances of him becoming a father were slim to none.
About ten minutes later the paramedics arrived. I’m surprised I hadn’t bled to death I had lost so much blood during that time. My entire body was weak and numb. My body was so blind to the situation that I could no longer feel the pain. I could faintly see people over me. Their mouths were moving but there was no sound. My vision became blurry and everything else took its course.
*****
When I woke up I saw JaMel, Kira, and Jay and to my surprise, my mom Debra was there too. Shakira, JaMel, and Debra were in a circle talking to the doctor, and Jay was sitting on the other side of the room messing with his phone. I closed my eyes to play back the events that had taken place prior that led me here. All I could do is cry, as I recollected the proceedings of what transpired. I felt my stomach. The tiny pudge that I had was no longer there. I had miscarried.
“Oh my God! Tay it’s gonna be okay!” Kira ran over to me once she heard my cry. JaMel and Debra followed her.
“I KNEW IT!” I screamed. “I knew it was going to happen! I’m done trying, Kira! I’m done!” I cried. I didn’t even acknowledge JaMel because I remembered that he hadn’t called to check up on me all damn day, the way that he normally would. I know it wasn’t his fault but right now I needed someone to blame.
“Shhh, Tay don’t say that.” Kira hugged me as I buried my face in her shoulder and cried. JaMel must’ve felt the vibe because he couldn’t even make eye contact with me. He must’ve felt some type of way too.
“Get out! Get out Mel! It’s your fault! You need to leave!! Leave now!” I screamed at JaMel only for him to come closer.
“What is she doing here?” I asked nodding my head towards Debra.
“Tay don’t do that…she’s your mom. She’s here and that’s all that matters.” Kira was trying to calm me down because she knew I was liable to nut the fuck up on Debra. Her ass never came around unless she wanted something, so it must’ve been one of those times.
“I don’t give a damn, she needs to leave!” Debra didn’t even argue. She grabbed her purse off the floor and walked out. Kira ran out behind her.
“Taysia baby, I am so sorry, for real. I promise I am. I know I’ve been away from home lately but it’s a lot of shit been going on that I need to talk to you about. I promise to tell you about it as soon as you get home and heal. You know I would never do anything that could cause harm to you or my baby. Damn Tay, I feel bad as hell. I should’ve been home with you,” JaMel explained. “You got a nigga feeling like it’s my fault this happened,” he said as if he was waiting for me to say that it wasn’t his fault. I was so hurt and embarrassed that I just shook my head.
“Aye, I’m about to go chill in the waiting room. Glad you okay Tay.” Jay said as he stood up to leave. I didn’t even respond to his ass. I saw the way he and Shakira were ignoring each other in here a few moments ago. Wait a minute. Why the fuck Shakira had on shades inside of the hospital? Since I was handicapped at the moment, I had no other choice but to talk to JaMel.
“JaMel! Go tell Shakira I said bring her ass in here right now!”
“Taysia, that don’t have nothing to do with you,” he said as if he caught on to their behavior earlier too.