by Khadijah J
“Where the fuck Zo ass at?” I asked.
“Shit, he said he was gon’ be here. I don’t know.” Trell added. Everyone was about to sit down and eat and shit. As we made our way to the table, this nigga came through this bitch with Au’Brielle’s fine ass. I was shocked as fuck, never seen my nigga in this form. On top of that, I knew a lot of shit he’d been through. So, to see this shit, had me ready to give a standing ovation. He pulled her chair out, and I looked at Trell, who was grinning.
“Look at my nigga, my motherfucking nigga, bruh!” He laughed.
“Wassup, y’all? This my woman, Au’Brielle.” He spoke.
“Umph, well, y’all looking like cocoa and butter, just going so well together. I love it, you look beautiful, sis.” Nia told Au’Brielle.
“Thank you, so do you, ladies.” She spoke, looking good. Au’Brielle was fine as hell, I’d give her ass that.
“Hello, everyone, and thank you for coming out tonight.” A voice came over the speakers.
“This nigga.” Everybody shook their heads. It was Mr. Scott’s shady ass.
“Why this nigga even on the mic?” Zion asked. Everybody knew his shady ass, and the way he operated. He had the nerve to be running for governor, or some shit like that. That was the only reason he was here, trying to influence us, the niggas that took care of the community, to convince our community to vote for him. Hell, to the fuck, no, we weren’t dumb, reckless maybe, but not dumb. We ignored the fuck out his dumb ass before he got off the mic, and we were served our meal. We prayed over the meal and then started eating. Food was nasty as hell.
“So, is my chicken the only shit that ain’t got no seasoning?” Zion blurted out.
“Nah, this shit foul. Baby, you gon’ have to make me a plate at the crib or something.” I told Nia. She laughed and nodded.
“They dead ass wrong.” Aliyanna added. Nia excused herself to the bathroom, and I started to follow her, but she said she was straight. I watched her make it there safely, before Zeus asked me how long I been with her.
“Man, we been at it for almost a year now. My baby girl love her, and I love her ass too.” I told him. He just nodded.
“Ain’t nothing like black love.” Aliyanna smiled, but this nigga Zeus looked at me like he had some information for me. I was definitely gon’ get that on the way out. I excused myself, cause Nia had been in the bathroom a minute, and as soon as I was about to round the corner, she came around the corner looking nervous as hell.
“Hey, babe. You alright?” She asked.
“Shit, I could ask you the same shit, you was blowing that bitch down or some?” I asked, joking, but she didn’t laugh like she normally did.
“You sure you straight?” I asked.
“Yeah, yeah. Um. You ready to go back to the table?” She led the way. I frowned, thrown the fuck off. The rest of the night shit went smoothly, right before I was about to leave, I walked up to holla at Zeus. He informed of some shit that had my antennas alert. I nodded, and headed out with my lady. I helped Nia get in the car before pulling off to the crib. When we got to her crib, I helped her out her dress and stuff.
“Take a shower with me.” She demanded. I raised an eyebrow. I chuckled at her, before stripping naked with her ass. I got in the shower, and she squatted down in front of me before French kissing the tip of my dick.
“Mmmhmm.” She moaned like it was the best sucker she ever had. She bobbed up and down, making all types of noises.
“Stand up, so I can get some of my pussy.” I told her. She ignored me, and continued to deep throat me. I grabbed her shower cap, trying to hold her head, but she knocked my hand off her head, before really going crazy.
“Shit, baby, where you want this nut at?” I asked her, looking down at her fine ass choking on my dick.
“Fuck.” I groaned, feeling that shit about to bust all in her mouth.
“Here it come, oh, shit, keep sucking my shit. GOT DAMN!” I screamed, as she slurped my nut up like it was a Slurpee from 7-11.
“Got damn, shit, girl.” I frowned, looking down at her steady sucking my semi hard dick. She kept sucking my dick, and I knew what she was on. She slurped my shit right back up, and I grabbed her by her neck, before making her bend over and touch her toes. I slowly slid inside her tight ass, creamy ass pussy, before beating her shit out the frame. The water was running down our bodies, but I knew her pussy was adding to the wetness.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, I’m cumming again.” She cried out.
“You better cum on yo dick then, baby.” I told her, and her walls contracted around me, before I felt her shit gushing.
“Ohh, I’m about to bust all in my pussy. Fuck! Girl, SHIT!” I busted all in her good ass pussy. Fucking right leg was weak as fuck.
“Fuck, baby.” She moaned out.
We washed up, then got out. I massaged her damn feet with her shea butter, cause my baby’s heels got rough at times. I sparked up a blunt as she massaged the shea butter on my back, before kissing me on my neck.
“I can tell you anything, right?” She said, out the blue. I frowned, instantly thinking of Zeus, and how he said she been hanging tightly with that nigga, Shyne, who just got out.
“Of course, Niatia. What’s up?” I asked her.
“Why you calling me Niatia already?” She asked.
“Just say it, damn, why are you prolonging the shit?” I asked.
“My ex boyfriend, Rashyne, he recently got out, and reached out to me.” She started. I ain’t say shit, just waited for her to finish.
“Okay, well, we’ve met up like three times, and nothing happened. I just wanted you to know, before anyone else told you.” She said. I frowned.
“What the fuck is y’all hanging out for? Didn’t he want you to take a charge for him or some shit like that? Wasn’t he married? Why the fuck he ain’t hanging with his damn wife?” I asked her.
“It’s not like that, he just wanted to apologize, and-” She started. I stood up and turned around to face her.
“Okay, so what the fuck y’all hang out for the next two times for?” I asked her. She sat there looking all sad.
“Don’t look stupid now, shit, you wasn’t looking stupid when you was out fucking around with that rat ass nigga. You know he’s a snitch, right?” I spat.
“He, we didn’t do anything, alright? Well, he tried to-” I cut her the fuck off.
“HE tried to what?” I yelled.
“E’mauri, would you stop yelling?” She asked.
“Finish yo sentence. Nah, matter of fact. It’s obvious you wanna be with that nigga, so you do that. I ain’t got time for that shit.” I started putting on my clothes and shit.
“No, E’mauri, it wasn’t like that.” She got out the bed. I grabbed all my shit off the nightstand, but she snatched my keys up.
“Bruh, give me my gotdamn keys. I ain’t got time for that shit.” I told her.
“E’mauri?” She cried.
“Fuck is you crying for? You fucked this nigga?” I asked her. Her face instantly turned red.
“What?” I yoked her ass up so fast.
“You fucked this nigga, bro?” I asked.
“NO!”
“Then what the fuck you hanging around him for?!” I asked her, and she couldn’t even answer me. I just snatched my keys and got the fuck on. Nia had me fucked up, I was gon’ chill on her ass for a minute though. Cause this shit wasn’t making sense, you don’t fuck with this nigga, he did you wrong, yet, you still sniffing up behind his ass. That was some bullshit, and I wasn’t going for it.
The next day, I went to pick up my baby girl. I knocked on the door, and Nik was looking a hot ass mess, as usual. She wasn’t looking like herself lately, I knew a fucking fiend when I saw one, and she was looking suspect. I just prayed for my daughter’s sake, she wasn’t.
“I wasn’t expecting you to come so early.” She scratched her neck and arm, before quickly turning around.
“Mani, where you at, baby girl?” Her fake
ass said. I shook my head. My baby girl came down the steps slow as hell, and that was unusual for her. She usually came running. I picked her up, and I felt her wrap her arms around me tightly.
“Okay, Mani, remember what Mommy told you, okay?” She smiled.
“Okay.” E’mauni sadly said. I clenched my jaw, because something was telling me my baby girl was hurting, and Nik’s motherfucking ass was on some shady shit. If I found out something foul was going on, I was going to fucking jail, it wasn’t shit to talk about.
I spent the whole day trying to get my baby girl back to her normal self, but she wasn’t budging. At the end of the night, she walked in my room with her teddy bear.
“Daddy, can you help me put on my jammys?” She asked. I hopped up and went to her room to pick out her pajamas. My baby girl looked so sad.
“What’s wrong, mama? You haven’t laughed with Daddy all day. Why you so sad?” I pinched her cheeks.
“Nothing, Daddy,” she said. I helped her out her shirt and pants, she winced a little bit when we took off her pants, and that’s when I almost lost my shit. I had to remain calm, cause I ain’t wanna scare my baby girl. But this shit almost broke a nigga. Who the fuck would want to harm my baby girl?
“Where these bruises come from?” I asked her.
“Mommy said not to tell you, because you wouldn’t want me anymore.” Her little voice said.
“What? You my baby girl, I’ll always want you. You my baby girl. You can tell Daddy anything, I’ll always protect you, E’mauni.” I told her.
“You promise?” She held out her pinky. I pinky promised her, and she told me what happened. After wiping my daughter tears, telling her she ain’t have to worry about nobody hurting her. We ate some ice cream and my baby girl fell asleep on my chest. I promised her she ain’t have to worry about nobody hurting her, and I meant that shit. I was sick that this bitch ass nigga thought he could put his hands on my daughter, because she cried too much. I sat there contemplating on how to handle this shit. On one hand, I wanted to go push both of their shits back, but on the other hand, I had to be here for my baby girl. I had to make a decision on becoming a full-time pops, and that shit wasn’t gon’ be easy. But I wanted the best for her, and the best for her right now, was staying with me in a good environment. I had to focus solely on her now and get our routine down, I would handle Nik and Mike soon.
Fifteen ~ Niatia
“Thank you. I’m nervous, but it’s no other option at this point.” I gave her a small smile.
“Don’t be nervous. I’m sure you’ll be a great mother.” She smiled. I nodded and climbed my fat ass off the damn table.
Just my luck, E’mauri got me pregnant, but wanted nothing to do with me. When I texted him I was pregnant, he said he ain’t wanna hear shit until I was ready to take a blood test. I told him I wasn’t taking no damn blood test ever, and he responded with the deuces emoji. So, I was left working my ass off, trying to save money to get this shop me and the girls had our eyes set on downtown. It was expensive as hell, but we were going to get it by any means necessary.
Vash was putting together a small gender reveal for me and my baby. I had a feeling it was a little boy, or I just wanted a boy that badly. I hadn’t even gotten me a table for my apartment where I did nails or nothing. I was just trying to keep everything simple, so I could save. I was meeting up with my mom and sister for food at the pizza ranch. All I wanted was pizza and fries these days. I walked inside and they were sitting there waiting on me as usual.
“Hey, ladies.” I smiled. They both just scowled at me. My relationship with my mother and sister was what it was. I knew they were all I had, so I tolerated them. Ever since me and Lani got into it about her stealing from me, I just had no desire to talk to her and my mother. Ever since I told my mother that her boyfriend at the time was a sick pervert, and was trying to fuck me, and she called me a lying ass bitch, our relationship was irreparable. But since I started back doing nails, they sat in my chair every week for free, meanwhile, I had to have Vash slay my hair whenever I didn’t feel like doing it.
“Hey, why you letting Vash throw your gender reveal, instead of your sister?” My mother spat, as soon as I sat down.
“Whoa, let me sit down and order my food first.” I tried to laugh it off, but they both were scowling at me.
“You know what? You always treated her like she was more of your sister.” Lani started, but the waitress interrupted.
“Hi, what can I get you lovely ladies?” She asked. I sat there ordering my pizza, with some extra crispy fries. They didn’t order anything, which was odd.
“Y’all not ordering nothing?” I asked.
“We figured we’d just eat off your pizza, since you don’t need a whole pizza to yourself.” My mother snapped.
“You don’t know what I need.” I mumbled.
“Back to what I was saying. You letting Vash do this and that for you, but Vash only out for herself. Trust me, I know.” Lani assured me. I rolled my eyes, because the nerve of her, when she was the one who did Vash wrong. She stayed trying to play like she was innocent, but I was already hip. I sat there barely listening to them both dog Vash, my uncle, and auntie, out. On top of that, my mother started going off on me, saying I was starting to act different again since fucking with Lucci. I made a vow to myself, and that was to keep myself grounded. I admit when I was with Shyne, I let the materialistic shit get to me, but once you hit rock bottom, you learn different lessons.
“Mom, I’m not acting different.” I started.
“I asked you for three hundred- and fifty-dollars last week. You wanna sit here and fake, have yo apartment all laid out and shit, but can’t give yo momma three hundred and fifty dollars.” She spat.
“I’m not obligated to give neither one of y’all anything. I still pay a portion of the rent, and I don’t even live there. Y’all come damn near every other day to get your nails done for free. I literally, bend over backwards for y’all, and that’s about to stop, because I have a child to think about now.” I told them.
“Bitch, fuck you! That’s why you don’t know who your baby daddy is!” Lani threw out.
“Whatever, Lani, whatever!” I waved her off.
“Let’s just go. When Lucci find out that baby ain’t his, your money gon’ dry up quicker than that stiff ass wig on yo head.” My momma smirked and stood.
“And we won’t be there for you like last time. Make sure you sleeping on Vash couch.” Lani stood behind her and said. I didn’t say a word, just let them walk out as my pizza was delivered. I said my prayers before smashing my food. I ate half of my pizza and fries, before finally packing a to go box and heading home. At the light, I saw a car that reminded me of Shyne’s. I sat at the light thinking of the last time we met up.
“Shyne, I don’t know why you keep calling my gotdamn phone!” I spat, as soon as I opened the door.
“You know why I keep calling. You got something that belongs to me, and I’m not gon’ stop until you give it to me.” He spat. I rolled my eyes.
“I don’t have shit, I told you, you’re wife took everything out of my house, everything. I didn’t have a penny to my name. I had to get back on my feet by myself.” I explained, and he choked me up.
“Bitch, stop fucking lying. My wife told me when she got to your house that safe was already empty.” He growled.
“I swear, I never took anything, why would I put myself through that embarrassment and agony working at Walmart?” I tried reasoning. He shook his head.
“You knew what you were doing, you ain’t fucking stupid.” He spat.
“What the fuck I gotta lie for, Shyne?” I yelled.
“I don’t know, prolly cause you know I’ll go snatch up that lil nigga’s kid, and murk her ass. You already know how I get down. So this is how it’s going to go, alright?” He started, and I shook my head.
“Shyne, would you stop with the empty threats? I’m not about to let you harm her or him. Your beef is with me, t
hen let it be that. You shouldn’t even be beefing with me if I don’t have your money. It’s your Wife you need to be questioning!” I yelled at him. He slapped fire out of me, and I slapped his ass right back, as we started tussling. I had no fear in my heart when it came to Shyne. We always fought, I could handle him myself. When we were done, he picked himself up off the ground, before pulling me up by my hair, threatening me again.
“Bitch, if you don’t have my half a mil by the end of the month, that’s yo ass.” He spat. I rolled my eyes.
“You might as well kill me now, because I’m not gon’ have it, nor would I give it to you if I did have it.” I spat.
I rubbed my belly, before driving, because of the horn honking behind me. I made my way to this ice cream shop in the hood, because I wanted a chocolate sundae for some odd reason. When I pulled up, I strutted to the ice cream window and ordered my sundae. Before I could enjoy my second bite, someone knocked me on the side of my head.
“Beat that bitch ass!” I heard Shyne said.
“Bitch!” I heard the girl grunt, as she slammed me up against the building. I didn’t even try to fight back, not trying to jeopardize my child’s health.
“Get her off me! I’M PREGNANT!” I screamed. No one helped me, as she continuously beat the back of my head, and then proceeded to punch me in my face.
“Stupid, bitch! You keep trying to fuck my husband, hoe?” She screamed, before trying to kick me in my stomach. I quickly blocked her kick, before grabbing her shirt, and clawing at her face. She had me fucked up.
“Get this big bitch off me!” I screamed, before some niggas finally came and broke it up.
“Shyne, that shit foul, nigga!” I heard someone say.
“Nah, that bitch a lying ass, hoe. She owe me money, I don’t give a fuck about her baby. She don’t even know who her baby daddy is, hoe ass, bitch!” He hawked up a huge glob of spit, and it landed on my chin.
“Ahh, hell nawl! You a hoe for that shit, bruh!” Everybody gasped and looked all shocked. Only thing I could do was rush to my car and call Vash. I reached in my glove compartment and grabbed a napkin as the phone rang.