by Nikki Brown
Once Sony was out of sight, I glared at this joker and waited for him to speak. If this has anything to do with Ocean and me dealing with each other, he would definitely be wasting his time.
“I think you and I have a lot of things in common.” He started fishing around in his briefcase. My patience was already thin with him, and the more he had me waiting here like I was some kinda lame nigga was making the shit worse. I had half a mind to lay his ass out, but I didn’t feel like dealing with the fucking court system.
The fucked up part about the whole situation though, I couldn’t even blame him for all the shit he was doing to try and get Ocean back. She was one hell of a woman, and the sex was top notch, never boring. I knew if we got to where I had planned for us to, I damn sure would be fighting like hell for her too.
“How in the fuck could you fuck up something so good?” I decided to fuck with him since he was wasting my time. I hated for muthafuckas to waste my time. “I mean got damn, Ocean is the baddest woman to walk the streets of Charlotte hands down and the pussy is just.” I bit my lip and looked up into the sky, “That shit is in a world of its own. I’m working on making that mine permanently, I don’t know what the fuck I would do if I found out another nigga was dipping in that. Especially like I do, you know straight no rubber.” I chuckled at the way his face contorted with every word that I spoke, steam was coming out of his fucking ears he was so mad.
“Not if I have anything to do with it.” he slung a file my way and then stepped back out of reach after I looked at him like he had lost his fucking mind.
“What the fuck is…” my words trailed off after I noticed that the file he threw me was my sisters. What the fuck was this nigga doing with my sister’s shit? I rushed him, he tried to dodge my grasp but I was too quick for him, I yoked his ass up and slammed him against the brick building that was behind him. “Where the fuck did you get this?” I yelled in frustration.
“I’m her public defender, and this is how shit is gonna go from now on.” He tried to say but my fist collided with his face instead.
“Or how about I just kill you right now and take my fucking chances?” I growled.
“Then your sister will never see the light of day again, and I can promise you that.”
His revelation caused me to release him, hard. I made sure that niggas head bounced off of the brick wall. He grabbed the back of his head, and he inched out of my grasp, I let him move because I needed him to finish what the fuck he was saying.
“Talk muthafucka,” I yelled, and his bitch ass jumped. Pussy!
“Like I was saying,” he attempted to straighten out his clothes like he was the one in control of this conversation right now. “I want you to stay away from Ocean, if you do, then I will do what I need to do to get your sister out. If you don’t however, I will throw her case and fluff it up a little so she’ll get more time. I got friends in high places and it can be done.” The fear in his voice was replaced with confidence as he thought he had won the conversation.
“Muthafucka I’ll just get my lawyer to get her the fuck off,” I growled at him.
“Cherice won’t fire me.” he smiled hard as hell. “We’re in love, and once I get her out, we’re going to be together.” He sarcastically said, hinting at the fact that he was in my sister’s head.
“Nah my sister wouldn’t fall for that shit again, and when she fires you, I’m gonna find out and kill everyone in your entire family and that bitch you fucking with too,” I said between clenched teeth. “You fucked with the wrong one.”
“Go ahead and try to get her to fire me and watch what happens, she’s gonna turn her back on you again. She’s a sucker for a sweet nigga.” The way he said nigga had me feeling like he had already set shit in motion.
“Yo time is coming my G.”
“Yeah well, your time is already here, just stay the fuck away from Ocean. There are a million and one bitches for you to fuck with, leave my wife out of the equation. I would hate to see Cherice suffer for your horrible mistakes.” He shook his head.
I could feel the anger seep through my skin, my fist clinched involuntarily. All I wanted to do was watch his blood pour onto the concrete as I stomped every inch of pussy out of him. He was definitely gonna feel my pain.
Not bothering to say anything else I nodded my head and walked into the building. He was yelling something after me, but I refused to acknowledge it. This was the first time in forever that I felt helpless in some shit.
What if I said fuck his ass and he really did some shit and trumped up some charges to make shit worse for Cherice. I had to look into this shit, Cherice needed to get out of this shit so she could raise her son because he had been wilding lately and I think it’s because of the shit with his mom.
I had to decide if I needed to do what’s best for my family or for me. Ocean had become someone that I looked forward to seeing, can I really just let that shit go?
“The fuck wrong with you,” Sony asked the minute I walked back to the waiting room.
I filled him in on the situation at hand and for a minute he didn’t say shit. He sat back on his seat with a grimace on his face. He was pissed the fuck off that someone would threaten the livelihood of our family.
“I’ma look into this shit,” I said as I tried my best to figure out a way to get rid of him and get Cherice out safe and sound.
“Shit’s different bruh, you know me normally I would say let's go handle that fool but this shit ain’t about us. He didn’t threaten us, he threatened her. I’ma street nigga through and through, so I don’t know much about this fucking court shit except how the fuck to stay away from it.” he shook his head because this wasn’t our territory. If it were up to us we would just kill him, and everybody would just sleep better at night. “Does she mean that much to you?”
“Yeah bruh, I’m feeling shorty.”
“Enough to risk Cherice’s freedom?” He stared at me waiting for my answer but I refused to answer that, he made it sound like I was being a selfish nigga. I shook my head. This was some fucking bullshit, and he knew it. “Just fall back until we figure this shit out or at least talk to Cherice.” I nodded my head.
The rest of the time we waited we both remained quiet, we were both caught in our own thoughts. When we were called back I sat down first, I had the phone in my hand before Cherice even walked through the door.
She looked like she hadn’t been eating like she had lost at least twenty pounds. My heart went out to her, this shit was fucked up to the tenth fucking power. Her hair was braided back into two French braids, and her lips were cracked from being so dry. My sister looked like a fucking crack head instead of the beautiful queen that she was.
“What’s up baby girl?” I asked her, and she gave me a slight smile. “We put money on ya books.” I was letting her know that she had money to take care of the things that she needed to take care of in there like purchasing some fucking chapstick .”
“Really? I tried to go and get some stuff, but they told me that my account was empty.” She looked back and forth between Sony and me and I could feel my back teeth grinding. Sony gave me a look that let me know that he was thinking the same thing I was.
“Yeah but don’t worry about it we will check on it before we leave and add more, so you should have it today.”
“Thanks, brother.”
“I needed to talk to you about something.” Again her eyes darted back and forth between Sony and me, then she nodded. “What do you know about the cat that’s defending you?”
She scoffed and folded her free arm across her chest and sat back in her seat. She shook her head and glared at me for what seemed like forever.
“I know that he’s a good attorney, he’s fighting like hell for me, and I’m keeping him.”
“Who said anything about you firing him?” Sony said from behind me.
“He already told me that your fucking his wife and you were gonna ask me to fire him because you want to mess up his reputation. He
said that his wife won’t sign the divorce papers and you’re mad. You know that my case could really help his career and because you’re in love with a hoe you want to hurt him. I’ll tell you right now he wants nothing to do with her, I can promise you that.”
“He’s lying to you Cherice, I can promise you that. Just listen to me have I ever steered you wrong before? I mean look at the shit you’re dealing with now. If you had listened to me, this wouldn’t even be happening.” My voice went a few octaves higher than I would have liked it to, but I wanted her to hear where I was coming from. I needed her to know that we had her best interest at heart. “And furthermore when in the hell have you ever known me to chase a bitch, either she with me or not I don’t sweat the small shit.” it was my time to glare at her.
I could see the wheels turning in her head, but just like the nigga Roger did, I think this Bryce nigga done got in her head..
“Just stop trying to run my life, Lucas I got this! You just control your bitch.” She yelled.
“Just because he’s fucking you don’t mean he cares about you. Did he tell you that he was living with the same bitch that he cheated on Ocean with? Huh?” she started to say something, but stopped. “Exactly! That’s always been your problem you stay putting your faith in these niggas who leave you out on your ass.” I yelled, and the CO came over to tell me I had to be quiet. “What’s gonna happen is he’s gonna meet Kraft!”
“If something happens to him I promise you I will never forgive you.”
“We are your family Cherice!”
She threw the phone back on the hook and walked back to the door. I screamed her name, but she kept going. I don’t know what the fuck he had told her, but I was pissed beyond question. Her irresponsibility was ruining lives, and she didn’t give a fuck.
A part of me wants her ass to learn the hard way, but I knew that I wouldn’t be able to do that. She was my family and family came first. Right?
Ocean
“How could I be so fucking stupid?” I paced my office, scolding myself. River was standing off to the side holding a positive pregnancy test. I was sitting back trying to figure out how in the hell this happened.
“Did you make that nigga strap up?” River asked throwing the test in the trash and pulling out a third one waving it in my direction. I shook my head because there was no reason to keep taking those fucking test when I knew the outcome. “You know what, I know the answer to that question because Sony would never strap up.”
It wasn’t until I woke up this morning puking my guts out that I realized that my period was three weeks late. I called River, and she met me here, and this is where we had been the last hour. Why did I have to meet him?
“What the hell was I thinking?” I walked straight into the wall and lightly banged my head against it. “I was so dumb for him, and now I can’t even get him to answer the fucking phone.”
A few weeks had passed since I last talked to him. We went from talking all the time and fucking on boats to him blocking my number. I knew he was too good to be true but then again how well did I really know him. Outside of the bedroom and the few conversations we had, that was all that I knew. He made me desire the unknown, and he was the unknown, now I was left with a baby and a really hard decision.
“What are you gonna do?” River asked.
“I don’t want to be a single parent.” The tears started cascading down my face involuntarily. I couldn’t stop them if I wanted to, the pain I felt wouldn’t let me. I hated that I opened up my heart to him. My guard didn’t have a chance when it came to Lucas, I just hate that he did what I was afraid of. “I always knew that when I decided to start a family, it would be with my husband.
“Sometimes God’s plan ain’t yo plan big sis. Maybe this happened for a reason you ever thought about that?” she lifted my head up and hugged me.
“I can’t keep this baby.” I cried. “I’m not even divorced yet.”
“Bryce still acting stupid with that?”
“Girl yes, he calls every day begging me to go to marriage counseling with him but there’s no use, I keep telling him that. He claims he’s not giving up without a fight. I just want to be rid of him.” I threw myself in the chair that sat across from my desk and put my head in my hands and let out a gut-wrenching wail. “And now this.”
I always prided myself on being level-headed, not being impulsive, it wasn’t until Lucas walked into the picture that I loosened up and opened my heart and mind to different things. He encouraged me to live a little, and that’s what I did. I was grateful for that because I’ve started to appreciate the woman I was a little more, I just hate the situation that I was put in in the process.
“Are you gonna tell him?”
“No! He wouldn’t answer the phone for me when he flaked on me, so I ain’t about to call him now. Had me out here looking fucking crazy.”
I was calling, texting and popping up at his place of businesses trying to run into him, and that’s not me. After one of the stylist, Lema told me that I needed an appointment to talk to him that was it for me. I washed my hands of the whole situation and tucked my tail between my legs and took the loss.
“Ocean that’s not right, I think you should at least reach out to him and let him know what’s going on if he chooses not to respond that’s on him you did your part.”
“River I—” I started, but there was a knock on the door. “Come in.”
“Ms. Charles, we had an incident in the gym where Kameron and another student got into an altercation. Kameron was definitely the aggressor, and something has to be done. This is not the first time that he’s instigated a fight. He’s becoming a danger to the other students.” Davidson announced.
“Bring him to me.” was all I said. Kameron or Young as he liked to be called had been having a rough time, and no one knew why. I thought that Davidson was getting some leeway with him, but I guess not. Everyone seemed to be turning their back on him, and I hated that.
Even Lucas had stopped dropping him off and picking him up, Sony had been doing it, and he was either late or never showed up. There were numerous time that Young had to call him to come and pick him up.
I didn’t know if it was because Lucas didn’t want to see me or if he was too busy romancing his next victim to pay any attention to his nephew, but if it was the latter than he needed his ass whooped. Young was spiraling, and if he had no one else, he had me, and I wanted him to know that.
“Girl I’ma let you handle yo misfits, I gotta date.” She smiled and drug her purse across my desk really dramatic.
“With who? Sony?”
“Girl no, I told you after that shit he pulled at the club I was done with him. He harassed me a while after that, but I hadn’t heard anything from him. To be honest, I’m happy about it.”
“So who are you going out with?”
“Lore.”
“River I don’t know about that, Sony told you to stay away from him for a reason. Didn’t you say that he was a bitch and you didn’t want anything to do with him?” I turned up my nose because the way she described him to me was like he wasn’t worth her time but here she was going out with him.
I hoped she wasn’t doing it to get over Sony that always ended badly. I mean just look at my situation. The look on her face told me that her mind was made up, so I didn’t bother to try and stop her. If that’s what she wanted to do, then that was on her. I would be there after the dust settled.
Wishing her a good time and bidding her on her way, I went to the bathroom to make sure that my face was presentable, and I didn’t have snot and shit in my nose. Once I was satisfied with my appearance, I went to wait on Davidson to bring Young.
When he walked in he had this nasty look on his face like the world owed him something and that was the furthest thing from the truth. I needed to find out what was going on with him and I needed to find out right away.
“Come in and have a seat.” I pointed to the chair that I occupied earlier. He stalked over
slowly and threw himself into the seat. “That’ll be all Davidson, I got it from here.”
Davidson gave me a skeptical look, but I was sure that things wouldn’t get to the point where I would need back up. I would like to think that the two of us had a mutual respect for each other. I nodded that I was sure and Davidson sighed heavily and excused himself.
“Man can I just go home?” Young asked in an unpleasant tone. “You just gone turn yo back on me just like everybody else so let’s get the shit over with.”
I slammed my hand on my desk to get his full attention, and he jumped a little but then gave me the nasty attitude that he’s had from the moment he walked in the door.
“When have I ever gave you my ass to kiss?” I asked him, but he didn’t answer. “Answer me Kameron! I’ve been there for you from the moment you walked in here, anything you needed I got it for you even when you didn’t want to ask.” I yelled, and he dropped his head. “I don’t know what’s going on with you, but you need to talk to me so we can get past this shit and move on.”
I tried not to curse in front of my kids, but he was frustrating me to the point where I didn’t have a choice. It seemed like it was the only way to fully get his attention.
“You just don’t get it, you ain’t been through the things that I’ve been through.” He said and puffed his chest out like he was mad.
“Tell me what you’ve been through so I can begin to understand and then I can help you.”
“You don’t want to help me you just want to send me away, just like my mama said. She said never tell anybody what happened because they’ll send me away.” He yelled and jumped up. My eyes followed him as he paced the same floor I was just minutes ago. “Just like Uncle Lucas, he wants to send me away, him and that bitch he lives with. I thought y’all were gonna get together and he would get rid of her, but now she’s pregnant, and he wants me to leave!” he grabbed the side of his head.
