Ratchet Bitches 2

by Tiece

  “Good,” Bianca said, feeling relieved that Tessa didn’t give her any push back. “So, what are your plans? I mean, you don’t work so what are you gonna do to make a living?”

  “Listen, I know that you’re not gonna take care of me. This I already know. I will pay my own way.” She smiled. “I have some good news anyway.”

  “What?” Bianca quickly asked out of curiosity.

  Tessa smiled really big with her perfectly straight, white teeth. “I have a job as of this morning.”

  The look of surprise covered Bianca’s face. “Oh really?” she asked. Tessa never worked. She always looked for men to take care of her and or supply her with her needs. “Who did you talk into hiring you?” she chuckled.

  “Dips and Splits,” Tessa said proudly.

  Bianca frowned. “Dips and splits,” she repeated, still with a baffled expression on her face. “Talking about downtown?”

  “Yep,” Tessa said like she really had herself a good job. “Girl, I can make some good money there. The owner, Tom, said that if a drug dealer or a celebrity drops through that I could make anywhere from about one-thousand to ten-thousand in one night.”

  “So, you’re gonna be a stripper now?” Bianca asked just to make sure that she was hearing her best friend correctly.

  “Yeah, you say that like it’s a bad thang. I mean, look at this body; why not?”

  Bianca shook her head with light laughter. “Well, for one you’re thirty-two years old. I thought that your stripper days were over twelve years ago.”

  “Had I known that I was leaving my job to get with a so called baller only to have him leave me hanging; I would’ve kept my ass on the pole back in the day. I’m sure by now I would’ve had the money saved up to live my life like I want too. Tom is excited to have me back. He says that it’s like I’ve not changed a bit since back then.”

  “Hell, you haven’t,” Bianca uttered. “And, neither has Tom I’m sure with that bald ass shiny head. I mean damn, how long has he been running that spot?” She often times thought that Tessa was delusional and always made the craziest decisions. This only took her back to why they were even best friends, because not long ago she was just like her. Now that she’d made some major changes in her life, going back to the way things were wasn’t an option.

  “Look, this is a quick way for me to make some money and the quicker I do that, the quicker I can get out of your house.”

  Bianca nodded her head, agreeing. “Well, you make a point there. You don’t have to do that though just so you can move quicker. I just don’t think that being a stripper at this age is a good look. You want a husband some day, don’t you?”

  “Yeah, I do but I don’t have a prince charming that has stepped up to the plate to take care of me. So, I have to go find one. If that’s inside the strip club then so be it.”

  “How do you know that this one will be able to take care of you? Remember, the last one couldn’t and you found that out quickly. I think you should just go back to school or something.”

  “School wasn’t for me when I was in it. So, I know that it’s not for me now. Hell, I’ve matured a lot since back then. I know what to look for. I just think that this will be a good thing. I can certainly still shake my ass and much better than back in the day.” She said, standing up. “You wanna see it?”

  This was one of the things Bianca loved about her bestie. She was just as much holds barred as she was. “Yeah do a lil booty shake for me.” Bianca said with a wide smile spread across her face. She was ready to see some entertainment and to liven up the mood. Tessa started grinding her ass in the lil coochie cutters she had on. Then she dropped it like it was hot and picked it back up, dancing to her own tune inside of her head.

  “You see this?” She asked, pointing at her fat dairy ere.

  “Oh yeah, I see it.” Bianca said, still smiling. Tessa certainly knew how to wind her ass up and Bianca always got a kick out of watching her. Tessa walked over and started popping it on Bianca.

  “So, this is how you’re gonna be giving your lap dances, huh?”

  “Yep,” Tessa said still popping it up and down and winding it like she was in Hawaii dancing for guests at a Luau.

  “Shake it girl,” Bianca sang, now caught up in Tessa’s seductive dance. “All you’re missing is the pole.”

  “Yeah, that’s all she’s missing.” Tory said as he entered the living room, causing Tessa to immediately stop her show.

  “Okaaaaay, guess we’re done here.” Bianca quickly said as she stood to her feet. “Sorry babe, we’d gotten carried away.”

  Tory smiled. Seeing Bianca let her hair down and enjoy herself always made him feel good. “Oh no, you’re alright. I’m just leaving for a little while, anyway. How are you Tessa?” Tory asked, staring her right in the face. There was no way he’d let his eyes wander down to her short shorts that showed off her nice thick thighs and legs.

  “I’m good, Tory.” She responded, clearing her throat. “I’m sorry. I was just having a little fun with my girl.”

  “Yeah, that’s all.” Bianca chimed in; hating that Tory had witnessed Tessa doing the booty dance in such tiny clothing.

  “It’s okay, babe.” He said to Bianca. “Really, it’s all good. Y’all have fun and I’ll be back later. I’ll also stop by mom and dad’s place and get the kids on my way back home.”

  “Sounds good,” Bianca said as she kissed him softly on the lips. “Love you,” she said.

  “I love you too.” He said back. “See you later, Tessa.”

  “Okay, Tory.” She said. The minute he was out the door, she started back booty dancing up on Bianca trying to be funny.

  Bianca slapped her on the ass. “Get it girl,” she said already enjoying Tessa’s company. Once they’d stopped playing around, Bianca sat back down. She was out of breath from dancing with Tessa. “Now, you know that can’t happen again.”

  “What?”

  “You can’t be dancing like that when my man is home, especially in nothing like those lil shorts you got on. You better save this type of shit for the strip club.”

  “I got you, B.” Tessa seriously responded. “I promise to be on my best behavior and not wear any booty shorts around the house. In a month’s time I hope to be gone. Just give me that long and I’ll be grateful forever.”

  “I won’t pressure you. I just want you to know that some things I’m not gonna have around here. There will be no smoking or getting high of any kind.” She said, referring to Tessa sniffing cocaine from time to time.

  “I’ve chilled on that stuff.”

  “Well, we should be good then.” Bianca said. “Now, since I’ve gotten that out the way, let’s have a drink.” She said, getting up. “Follow me into the kitchen.”

  “Oh you still drink? I thought you had turned all the way into a good girl for a minute.” Tessa chuckled.

  “Girrrrl, I still love to have fun. I just do it in a more conservative manner now.” Bianca told her as she grinned. Tessa followed her into the kitchen. Having a drink was certainly right up her alley and it felt good to share it with her best friend of more than twenty-five years.

  Chapter 6

  Kerry and Lauren sat inside the living room waiting inside their family home for Mrs. Ware to come downstairs so they could leave. Mrs. Ware was making a trip to a close by Walgreens to pick up a few items and a prescription.

  Lauren sighed like she was feeling impatient then started digging through her purse looking for her lip gloss as Kerry rested her head back on the sofa. She was watching Showtime on Demand, giggling at the Joseph sisters on Soul Food. The Joseph sisters bickered with each other just like the Ware sisters, but the love was still there and she could sit and watch the show all day. It certainly hit close to home with each episode, no matter how old the series got.

  “What is that?” Kerry asked, glancing from the TV over towards her sister’s lip gloss as she applied it on her lips.

  “It’s some MAC Tinted lip gloss c
alled Tease Me,” she responded. “I love it.”

  “It looks good on you. Le’me try some on.”

  Lauren frowned with a playful look on her face. “Unt-un,” she shook her head. “I don’t know where those lil chappy lips been.” She teased.

  “Ain’t nothing chappy about these lips, ask Justin.” Kerry interjected, but quickly caught herself.

  “Hmmm,” Lauren said, eyeing her sister down. “What does that supposed to mean? Are you and Justin back kicking it?”

  “No, Ms. Nosy,” Kerry responded. “I was just saying that when he used to kiss these lips.”

  “Yeah, yeah, nice save,” Lauren responded. “It’s something going on between the two of you. Last weekend when he showed up to get the kids, y’all were first ducked off down the hall, and then by the time he made it back up front, he had a cut look on his face. “

  “So, what does that mean?”

  “It means that you’re being sneaky about your love life.”

  “I’m not being sneaky. Did Bianca say anything, because she came in the room where we were talking about Ciara’s condition while I was giving him some medicine for her?”

  “Does it look like y’all tell me things? I have to sit back and figure shit out on my own.”

  “Well, as long as you didn’t hear or see anything then there is nothing to speculate about. Speaking of speculations, I see that bruise on your arm.” She said, causing Lauren to look down at it with a frown on her face.

  “Well,” she said, waiting to see what Kerry had to say.

  “Well, you sure that nigga ain’t putting his hands on you?”

  “Girl, you gotta be kidding me, right? I’m in my own car today ain’t I? I’m tired of this shit. He better get it together before his ass finds himself looking for another girlfriend. I don’t take care of grown ass men. I really don’t.”

  “I feel you Sis,” Kerry said. “But how did that happen?”

  “You know I’m clumsy and I’m walking while fussing at your nephew and by the time I turn around, BOOM; I hit my arm on the wall. I know, I know,” she repeated like she hated it happened. “I should’ve been paying attention, but that shit really hurt.”

  “It looks like it did.” Kerry said with a frown. “So, is Rich willing to step up or what?”

  “I don’t know, but he needs to do something and something soon.”

  “Yes, he sure does,” Mrs. Ware said as she started down the stairs. She never missed a bit when it came to her girls.

  “Mom, don’t start going in on Rich. We’re good, okay.”

  “Okay,” Mrs. Ware said while holding her brown leather Michael Kors purse in her hand. “Are y’all ready to go?”

  “Yes, we’ve been sitting down here waiting for about thirty minutes. I mean what were you and dad doing up there?” Lauren asked, and then looked over at Kerry suggesting that she was giving their dad a blow job.

  “Eww, stop it,” Kerry whispered.

  “I told you,” Lauren whispered back with a light chuckle.

  “You’re sick, let’s go.” She said, standing to her feet as they exited the house, following Mrs. Ware out to her new 750 BMW and climbed inside it.

  Once out in the car, Lauren couldn’t wait to start. “Mom, have you heard anything from ShaKita, lately?”

  “No, I haven’t. She stopped by the day before yesterday, but she only fixed herself a plate to go, and then she was out.”

  “So, she came by your house the day before yesterday to fix a plate. Hmmm,” She said, already trying to figure out something out.

  “Girl, what are you trying to piece together now?” Kerry asked as she sat in the backseat of the car, shaking her head at Lauren’s nosy ass.

  “Well, she came by my house twice this week to grab a plate to go, and then she dipped out. I asked her had CoCo stopped cooking for her greedy behind and she never responded. I think its trouble in paradise.”

  “Lolo, you’re always in your sister’s business. I think you need to focus more on getting that dead beat out of your house.” Mrs. Ware said, like she didn’t have a care in the world how her daughter felt about her making that statement.

  “Mom, that wasn’t very nice. Rich has never done anything to you. I should’ve never mentioned anything going on in my house, because now y’all want to make a big deal out of it.”

  “I just call it how I see it.” Mrs. Ware chimed in as she glanced over toward her daughter then back at the road again. She then put on her signal light to turn into the Walgreens parking lot. “I don’t want you to find yourself tied down with a man that is no good for you. He drives your car more than you do, he doesn’t pay any bills, and he practically lives there with you. I mean, I don’t care how good the sex is. You have got to wake up and see this for what it really is. The man is using you and he’ll continue to use you as long as you allow him to.”

  “You heard that,” Kerry chimed in.

  “Hush Kerry,” Lauren said with a swift roll of her eyes. “No one asked you anything. I’ll have another talk with Rich about what he plans on doing.”

  Mrs. Ware parked the car and then looked over at Lauren with serious eye contact. “What he plans on doing is having you take care of him. This talk needs to be about him getting his shit and moving out of your place. I’m telling you the sooner the better.”

  Lauren frowned. “Gracious mom, you can be so cold at times.”

  “But, mom is telling the truth and you know it.” Kerry commented.

  “Again, nobody asked you.” Lauren reminded her as she unfastened her seatbelt and got out of the car with an attitude. They clearly knew that she’d gotten pissed off since she kept walking right into the store without them.

  Kerry smiled a little, opening the back door and getting out. “She’s mad now, Mom.”

  “I really don’t care,” Mrs. Ware responded, pressing the lock button on her key chain and entering the store with Kerry walking right beside her. “I saw that bruise on her arm. I’m no fool.”

  “So, mom you think-”

  Mrs. Ware cut her off. “I know that he put his hands on my child. She had better end this relationship or it’s going to get worse than that.”

  Kerry was speechless, because Lauren wasn’t the type to just let a man put his hands on her. She was definitely the more outspoken one and before she’d let a man whoop her ass, she’d leave his ass.

  Meanwhile, Lauren was scrolling down the feminine aisle looking for the tampons. She was glad that her period had come on. Lord knows that she didn’t want a baby by Rich with his broke ass. She’d also made a doctor’s appointment to see her OBGYN to make sure that it wouldn’t happen since she was going to get back on birth control. She’d already been fooled into having her son by Jamal. She wasn’t about to be put in the same predicament fooling around with Rich. Even though she’d always make sure that he used a condom, at times he’d slip up and didn’t use one.

  As she walked down the aisle, passing all sexual lubricants on one side and the baby products on the other, she damn near stopped in her tracks, having to stop herself from staring.

  Is that Shannon? She questioned herself as she eased on by her. OMG, it is her and this bitch is looking at pregnancy tests. I need to find Kerry.

  She couldn’t move as she stood just a few inches down from Shannon. Just the thought of knowing that Justin had probably gotten his young tender roni knocked up was more than enough reason for Kerry to not take his grimy ass back. As Lauren continued to cut her eyes at her, pretending to be looking for the right box of tampons, another woman walked up and started talking to Shannon.

  “You would not believe who just walked in.” The lady said.

  “Who?” Shannon asked with a frown on her face.

  “Justin’s ex wife, Kerry.”

  Shannon’s facial expression scowled at just hearing Kerry’s name. She quickly picked up two of the pregnancy test. “Let’s get the hell out of here. I definitely don’t want to run into that ugly bitch.”r />
  Ugly, Lauren quickly thought. She’s one to talk.

  “Take your time and pick out which two tests you want to get. Don’t let that bitch run you off. Hell, you got her man now. If he wanted her dead pussy ass he wouldn’t be with you.” The woman said with a smug grin on her face. “She’s old fashioned, definitely not cute, and she has a wide load of an ass. I mean, who wants that?”

  Shannon stood in silence for a moment. She knew that her sister was just trying to make her feel better, because Kerry was far from ugly and she had one of the toughest bodies she’d ever seen. Plus, Justin was not long ago over to her house after midnight, which only meant that she still had something that he wanted.

  “You’re right. I’m not running out of here just because that bitch is somewhere lurking. She doesn’t scare me.”

  Shannon’s sister propped her hand on her hip. “That’s right. Your older sister is here with you. Let her ratchet ass try something if she wants to. I’ll take it to that bitch’s ass.”

  “We didn’t come here for trouble.” Shannon said. “I just wanna get this test and go home to see if I’m expecting.”

  “Uh, excuse me,” Lauren said as she stood back and let them vent about her sister for a second. Shannon looked over in her direction. She was certainly taken aback looking at someone who resembled Kerry so much. “The lady that y’all are standing here talking about is my sister. You might wanna watch what you’re saying about her.”

  “Oh my God,” Shannon whispered. She had noticed the lady standing there, but didn’t think much of it. “Look, we didn’t-”

  “You don’t have to explain shit to this bitch.” Her sister jumped in.

  “Nicole, chill out.” Shannon said to her big sister.

  “No, you sure don’t,” Lauren said. “I’m not the one to explain shit to. However, you ratchet bitches ain’t gonna sit here and talk about my sister like she’s a dog. That’s for sure.”

  “Who the hell do you think you are? You can get some of this too with your bitch.” Nicole said, taking off her earrings.