When A Hood Legend Claims It All 2

by Belleza

  I knew he wasn’t lying because what Amena summarized added up to his story.

  “That’s fucked up.”

  “It is what it is. The shit clearly wasn’t meant to be. I told you that this thing between us is new, which is why I didn’t know how to handle your situation with Pitt. I’ve been dealing with Natalia for years. Fucked bitches for months and never truly gave a fuck about them besides when I can slide through to get a quick nut. Shit, to be honest, some I didn’t bother to get their first name.”

  I frowned at him and he smiled reaching across the table to grab my hand. “Relax, yo. It’s the past and I’m only saying this to make sure you know this shit is real. I’m letting you in and this is nothing I never did, not even with Natalia. I want to know you in and out so I won’t ever have to question someone else’s word or feel funny about you or vice versa. My circle is tight and even though I have never been in love before I know I’m very much capable of giving it to someone that I can trust fully. I want that with you. This shit feels right and I’m going with it. Don’t prove me wrong.”

  I sat in my seat stunned at his admission which had him groaning only because of what I was feeling was probably building inside of him as well. Although it was strange as fuck, I was with it.

  “Say something yo, just don’t stare that’s rude.”

  I finally smiled big this time. “Oh, you have no room to talk about someone being rude.”

  “I can because I do what I want. I don’t play about mine and you will quickly learn that shit.”

  “Trust me I see it and I can guarantee that you got me one-hundred-percent.”

  “Even though you been mine,” he had to add and I rolled my eyes.

  We ended up staying at Traditions for hours starting all over from the getting to know each other stage. It made me realize my first mistake with Pitt was that I was more so connected with his infatuation with me and the generosity I thought he had. It may have been somewhat from the heart but in the long run it was only to get him what he wanted; me and a business to stash his product.

  Amare had layers to him and in all in one sitting I was sure I wouldn’t be able to uncover everything but being able to sit and gain knowledge on each other held so much more weight than the eight years I’ve spent with Pitt.

  Kesha

  “It’s about time you’re here! You should be ashamed of yourself!”

  If looks could kill, my mother would’ve dropped dead on the spot the way Wesley glared at her. He only tolerated her off the strength off me but as of late he wasn’t putting up with my shit, so I knew my mom wasn’t in the clear.

  “Mom!” I groaned upset that she didn’t give Wesley a chance to come inside the room before she attacked him.

  This was not how I wanted this to go down, but my body defied me during a makeup change at a photo shoot for this up and coming cosmetic line. I passed out and was rushed to the hospital.

  My father came to her rescue and pulled her back by her arm to stop her from getting in Wesley’s face.

  “Meredith! This is not the time or place! The doctors said she doesn’t need to be stressed and you yelling and screaming isn’t doing anything to prevent that!”

  I was shocked. My father let my mother get away with so much shit, but this time he wasn’t playing with her and from the expression on her face she knew as well.

  “Let’s go,” he told her. I watched as he stood to his feet and handed her purse before he ushered her out of the room. I dreaded them leaving because I didn’t know how to break the news to Wesley.

  Once the door was shut, he fixed his gaze on me causing my insides to turn. I was at the point of no return now and had to come clean, but deep down I wasn’t ready.

  “Are you okay?” he asked finally breaking the silence.

  Fidgeting my fingers I looked down at my hands almost afraid to reveal my secret

  “I’m okay for the most part. The baby is fine, the doctors said I was a little dehydrated.”

  His eyebrows snapped together. “What the fuck you just say?”

  “Wesley, I know you heard me,” I replied looking off into the corner. His entire reaction pissed me off.

  “Of course I heard you. I just can’t believe you would casually throw that in there. What happened to you being on birth control?”

  “How else was I supposed to tell you I’m pregnant?” I shot back with a raised eyebrow.

  Wesley released a deep sighed dragging his hands down his face. All of which had me feeling like shit and second guessing my decision.

  I wanted Wesley because he was everything I wanted in a man. Who wouldn’t want a bad boy? The thrill of having a nigga that can put you in your place before kissing you so softly excited me. I watched my mother back talk my dad and run the family for so long it made me sick and stray away from any man that didn’t have a backbone. I didn’t care how much money they had.

  I fucked up because I loved myself and career a little more than he loved the idea of settling and making a family. I was at the height of my career. There was no way I was stopping that to sit at home with a baby. But then the chemistry between us began to fade. We broke up because of it and now I was stuck with this situationship having to pretend I was patient and understanding playing the sidelines while he fucked other bitches. It made me sick and being patient and understanding was getting me nowhere. So I stopped taking my pill months ago and here I am now, six months pregnant.

  “Do you want to keep the baby?”

  My eyebrows furrowed. “Of course I want to keep our child. There’s no getting rid of this baby, Wesley,” I sneered in a matter of fact tone. “In about four short months we will be parents so I think you need to get your priorities in order starting with cutting your little bitches off.”

  “See that’s how you got it fucked up in about four months your ass gonna be a single parent. I don’t want shit to do with you or that baby until I get a blood test.”

  I tried to keep my composure but as he spat every word out viciously it broke me down into a million pieces. It had to be the baby that got me so emotional lately.

  “How could you do me like this,” I sobbed wiping the warm tears that spilled from my eyes.

  “You did it to yourself. I never took you to be a conniving bitch, but I should have known something was up.”

  “What did you expect me to do?! We’ve been dealing with each other for too long to not be in a relationship. Now that you know I’m pregnant we need to get back together and get married. I can’t have a baby out of wedlock!”

  “Obviously, you can. Thank yourself for letting that happen.”

  Wesley gave me one last look before he left out of the hospital room slamming the door behind him. Leaning back into the bed I closed my eyes to fight back the tears. What was I going to do now that my entire plan backfired?

  ***

  “Mommy, what am I going to do?” I sobbed. “Wesley really doesn’t want anything to do with me.”

  The nurse returned not too long ago with my discharge papers after receiving fluid through an IV and all my lab results came back normal, so I was trying my best to get myself together to leave.

  It was a hard pill to swallow realizing the family I thought I was going to get wasn’t going to happen. Wesley left out with no care in the world that he was about to be a father.

  “What you’re going to do is stop all that damn crying. Don’t nobody want to hear that crap. Come on and get dressed so we can leave. I hate being in this germ infested place,” my mother fussed standing by the door.

  Wiping my eyes, I slipped my feet into my sandals and collect the clear hospital bag that held my belongings.

  I was ready to go back to the hotel, so I could take off the leggings and t-shirt my father purchased for me, take a hot bath and get in bed. It felt like I haven’t slept in days because the nurses and doctors were constantly coming in and out of the room when I tried to nap.

  Once I had everything I needed, together we lef
t and went down to the front lobby where a driver was waiting for us. He held the door open as we got in and he closed it behind us. I sunk into the seat and leaned my head on the side of the door trying to figure out what I was going to do now. Pretty soon I would have a baby, but that’s when all my plans ended because I haven’t bothered to figure the rest of it out.

  Once Wesley found out about the pregnancy I expected for him to be happy and want us to get back together since he always made it clear that when he bought a child into this world he would be with their mother.

  Lost in my thoughts, I ended up falling into a deep sleep and woke up once I felt my mother tapping me.

  “Let’s go,” she told me.

  Rubbing my eyes, I turned my head to peer outside of the window and noticed we were in front of a restaurant. The driver helped me out of the Navigator and I followed my mother inside. I felt so out of place in the beautiful restaurant in street clothes looking like I just rolled out of bed.

  “Mom, you could’ve gave me a heads up. I could’ve stopped at the hotel to change into something decent,” I told her as we followed the hostess.

  “What difference does it make now? Sit down,” she responded pointing to my seat. “Darling, can you get me a glass of the Chateau La Reverence?” She turned to the hostess who had a confused look.

  “Ma’am I am not your–”

  “I didn’t ask. If you can’t get it find someone that can. I need it right away.”

  “Mom!” I shot at her with wide eyes and although she was very rude and wrong she looked at me as if I was the crazy one.

  I shook my head as the hostess walked off pretty upset with my mother’s bossy request. She was completely unbothered and took her seat.

  “I figured you needed a decent meal and this is the thanks I get? I came all the way from Pennsylvania to Atlanta because of your shenanigans. You should be thanking me rather than chastising me like a child.”

  Cutting my eyes at my mom, I was ready to tell her a thing or two about herself, but the waitress coming up and placing her glass of wine on the table stopped me.

  My mother and I clashed heads often because we were just alike. The only difference is I would never disrespect my father the way she did him. I was a daddy’s girl through and through. As far as my mother we went at it like cats and dogs sometimes. Her mouth was crazy and mine could get as bad, but that was because it was the behavior I picked up from her.

  When I gave the waitress my order of water, light ice and a lime, I picked up the menu and glanced over it.

  “I’m not really hungry,” I said out loud.

  “Well right now it’s not about you.”

  “It’s not about you either, lady,” I said making her roll her eyes.

  My mother stared at me as she lifted her glass and took a sip of her drink. “Since we’re here we might as well talk. How did the conversation go with Wesley?”

  Exhaling, I placed the menu back down on the table and thought if I really wanted to share with my mother the truth. It was embarrassing because I wasn’t living up to the standards she expected for me.

  Knowing her she wasn’t going to stop badgering me until she got the answers she wanted, I went ahead and told her what she wanted to know.

  “Wesley never knew about the baby, mom and because of that he wants a paternity test once the baby is born. I don’t know what to do because this was not what I had in mind.”

  My mother was quiet as she gazed at me with a blank expression on her face. I was dying a slow death by her silence because I was so accustomed to her always having something to say. Lifting her glass, she took another sip before placing it down and clearing her throat.

  “When I had you I wasn’t married. Actually, your father was engaged to be married.” My eyes had to have doubled in size from what she admitted and she waved me off not moved at all. “I’m not going to go into details but look at us now twenty five years later together. I have his last name, his house, the cars, and access to every penny he has. No man is in a position to win, not when it comes to a woman.”

  “Mom, what is it that you’re saying? You and daddy love each other, right?”

  She shrugged one shoulder. “We tolerated each other. Over the years we’ve grown to have love for each other. I don’t want you to get it confused Kesha, marriage isn’t about love. It’s a business deal. A baby solidifies it. Even if that man decides he no longer wants you, that right there,” she stated pointing at me. “Holds all the power. You gotta apply pressure and stop being so weak. Think with your head and not your heart. You’re very beautiful Kesha, but once you become wrinkly, grey and no amount of surgery can change life taking its course, what are you going to do? Let me guess the man that loved you when you look like this will still love and take care of you when you look like that?”

  She laughed shaking her head. “Not when there are so many women that are younger, available and willing to do everything you can no longer do. Wesley will come around. You say he has a couple businesses, get that blood test and be prepared to take him for everything he got. He’ll give you whatever you want just to keep the peace. Whether it be a house on the hills or a ring on your finger. Trust me you will get it. Stop crying and let everything play out.”

  I watched her as she lifted her glass and placed it in front of me. “You’re going to need some of this.”

  “I can’t drink while I’m pregnant.”

  “Says who? You turned out perfectly fine. You need it more than I do.”

  My mother lifted her menu and read over it as I stared at the glass processing everything she laid out on the table. The mouthful she said had me on the fence about my plan of action. Part of me felt like it was wrong to basically black mail a man into something he didn’t want to do, but it was only right if eventually I was going to get tossed to the side like an old toy. Even without the knowledge of a baby, Wesley was already in that stage.

  It was a matter of being bitter or getting better and I wasn’t losing everything I had worked hard for and wanted.

  I wanted Wesley. This baby was going to ensure I got that no matter what he said.

  Taking a sip of the wine, I finally smiled after hours of crying.

  “Are you and dad okay?”

  “Of course we are. I played my cards so well that man knows it’s cheaper to keep me,” she placed the menu down showing her devious smirk.

  Right then I understood why she acted the way she did. I was more like her than I ever imagined.

  Mar

  “I like this,” CoCo mumbled rubbing her fingertips through my hair. This morning since she was at work and everything was in order as far as our deliveries I was able to get time to get myself together. It wasn’t like me to not keep a fresh line up. Hearing her voice actually woke me up out of my sleep. Her soft touch and having her body on top of mine had me dozing off and on.

  Both of us have been laid up on my couch watching TV since she got home from work. We both had plans soon, so I figured we’d get a little quality time in before we parted ways.

  “I like this,” I told her pecking her lips and slipping my hands down to her ass.

  A smile spread across her pretty ass face. “Don’t start nothing you can’t finish.”

  “I always finish.”

  “We’ll see.”

  I watched as she moved her body down mine until she was on her knees with her ass in the air and her face near my waist. She dug her hands in my shorts and pulled out what she was looking for.

  She started off slowly licking my shaft before she opened wide and pushed me to the back of her throat. I was only to stay strong for a few minutes before she had me nutt.

  Just as I released in her mouth, her phone rang. Using the top of her t-shirt to wipe her mouth off, she picked her phone up and sat up on the couch crossing her little legs Indian style.

  “Hey mom.”

  “Did you speak to Peter?” I wasn’t trying to eavesdrop, but the woman on the phone was loud as he
ll. Our eyes met and she shook her head showing that she was annoyed.

  Giving her space to bust it up with her mom, I got up off the couch and went upstairs to get myself together to go meet Wes and Ken. I sat my clothes out on the bed and quickly showered. By the time I left out of the bathroom, CoCo was in the room ironing my clothes.

  I had a way of reading people and I could tell she wanted to explain herself.

  “You good?”

  Finishing up my shorts she nodded her head. “My mom can be annoying sometimes.”

  “She’s asking about him for a reason.”

  “Yes, because she can’t let go. She likes Pitt, but she doesn’t know how horrible he is. I told her we aren’t together already.”

  “But did you tell her that you’re in a new relationship?”

  She went to unplug the iron and finally shook her head. “No, I didn’t tell her. But for good reason. Telling my mom something doesn’t mean anything. Just like I told her I’m not with Pitt and she still bringing him up. I think it’s best if you meet her in person, so she can fully understand I’ve moved on to a great guy.”

  “Nice move,” I said sarcastically.

  CoCo walked into me placing my arms around her waist. “Don’t say it like that. I just know my mom and I have to deal with her accordingly.”

  “It sounds weird as fuck, but I’m willing to meet your peoples, especially since you done already met mine.”

  She rolled her damn eyes and I tapped her on her ass. “Just let me know when. So where are you taking my little sister?”

  She shrugged. “Just food and drinks.”

  Dropping the towel from around my waist, I lifted my briefs that were also on the bed and stepped into them feeling Corryn’s eyes on me the entire time. She played this good girl act but she was a little ass freak.

  “Y’all can do that shit here.”

  “We can, but I didn’t know how you felt about Sharita coming over. I know how you feel about privacy and people.