A Bittersweet Hood Dilemma 2: A Naptown Love Story

by Natavia

  “After you cook our dinner how about I put the fruit loop roll-up around your dick! What you know about that?” she asked me.

  “Awww, shit you done started something now, shorty! I’m about to be a nigga version of Paula Dean! You want an appetizer too?” I asked. I wish I would’ve made Tokyo my shorty sooner. They said relationships ain’t perfect but I think ours is close to it. I should’ve never been with Tassana in the first place. It was a waste of my time!

  “Yup, a big-ass pickle with hot sauce and old bay season on it! Kyree and Shimmy got me eating that funky shit!” she fussed.

  “Damn it, Kauzie! My stomach is hurting! You used too much curry seasoning!” Tokyo fussed as she sat on the toilet. I cooked dinner last night and it didn’t agree with her stomach. She’d been running to the bathroom all night and all morning. Her father’s funeral was a few hours away.

  “My bad, damn! You never complained before when my parents be making it!” I said, getting dressed.

  “Nigga, I wasn’t pregnant then! Motherfucker, I’m shitting my insides out! I swear if Kylee fall out in this toilet it’s going to be your funeral too!” she screamed.

  After she flushed the toilet I heard the shower running. When she got out she looked at me with an evil frown. Tokyo’s stomach was showing more now. After I helped her get dressed she did her make-up. She wore a long black flowing dress. Tokyo’s hips had spread a lot and her breasts had gotten bigger. She wore her black and blue braids down. She had a small black diamond nose piercing that she’d just gotten last week. I thought I wasn’t going to like it but it looked good on her. Her nails were still long and pointy. She said she was going to get them cut down before she had the baby.

  “Pray for my family today! If Tassana shows up and shows her ass, I’m knocking her the fuck out! Don’t hold me back either!” she said but I ignored her.

  We sat in the front row as the preacher preached. Tokyo’s father didn’t look anything like I would’ve imagined. His body was too swelled up and his complexion was very dark. Tokyo said that wasn’t her father lying there. I can admit it didn’t look like him either, but you could tell it was him by the nose. Tassana came and she was with the nigga Osari. I was surprised and so was Tokyo. I guess because Osari was supposed to be dating Kyree. I told Tokyo not to get involved in that shit! That’s their business.

  Tokyo’s weird family sat spaced out. You would’ve never thought they were related. They barely said two words to each other and they didn’t even console one another. Tokyo held onto her mother as she cried and screamed for her husband. After the funeral was over, Tokyo’s father’s casket was carried out to the hearse. Everyone started to exit the church.

  “Hey, Ma, can I talk to you?” Tassana asked their mother.

  “No, bitch, you can’t! What are you trying to do? Curse her out some more? Have you lost your damn mind?” Tokyo whispered but was loud enough that whomever was standing close by could hear it.

  “Mind your business, Tokyo! I didn’t come here for all that hood shit you want to start! I want to apologize to my mother and that’s it!” Tassana said.

  “You lying little bitch!” Tokyo said balling up her fists. Tokyo’s family looked at them and shook their heads. I pulled Tokyo to the side. “Shorty, you can’t be doing all of that. This is a church! Have some respect! This ain’t the streets and right now is not the time!” I said to her.

  “Whatever,” she said, walking away from me.

  “We will talk later, Tassana! I don’t want to be bothered!” their mother said, walking off. Tassana burst into real tears. This bitch was crying for real! Usually I could tell when the bitch just wanted some attention, but her hoe ass was really in her feelings. She walked off and Osari walked off with her.

  A few days later…

  I was chilling over No Hands’s crib and he looked stressed out. This nigga didn’t even hit the blunt when I rolled up.

  “What’s up with you?” I asked him.

  “I’m finally getting that surgery done,” he said.

  “What surgery?” I asked him.

  “My hands, nigga! I’m getting my fingers back,” he said.

  “Well, good, because I’m tired of driving you everywhere. Oh, shit, nigga, you can finally get that pinky ring you wanted!” I said to him.

  “Nigga, fuck you! I just thought Kyree would be with me while I go through the procedure. I always wanted her there for shit like that,” he said, making me choke on my blunt.

  “Come on, nigga! You dogged shorty out! I’m going to be honest with you because you my nigga! But Kyree might not even come to your funeral if you checked out! You got two bitches knocked up! Matter of fact, I’m going to say you only got one baby mama! Aries hoe ass just wants a check! You know that bitch a gold digger! I lived with one for years and I can sniff them bitches out when they come around!” I said to him.

  “Fuck you, Kauzie!” Aries said, walking into No Hands’s house. She had Mya with her. If Tokyo popped up over here and saw this shit I would be a dead man walking!

  “What are you doing over here, Mya? Didn’t you see my truck outside?” I asked her. Last time she called me I told her I wasn’t fucking with her anymore! Tokyo fucked my whip up the last time I got caught up with Mya. Tokyo been in a funky mood lately too. That’s all I needed was for her to start swinging on me.

  “I came over here with Aries,” she said, sitting on the couch.

  “Damn, you are a thirsty bitch!” I was getting agitated. This broad only used to come over when I was fucking her. Mya isn’t the type of female to be a third wheel. She was over here for a reason!

  “KAUZIE!” Aries said.

  “What? Both of y’all hoes are thirsty!” I said to her. No Hands shook his head.

  “You’re not going to take up for me?” Aries asked him.

  “For what? I’m trying to figure out why Mya is here myself! Y’all know Tokyo is my sister and I don’t want no parts of this shit!” No Hands said.

  “Y’all scared of Tokyo like that? She is just an average hood bitch!” Mya said.

  “Hold up, shorty! That hood bitch is carrying my seed!” I replied.

  No Hands and I heard loud music playing. I looked out of the window and it was Tokyo and Shimmy in the car. She did tell me she was taking Shimmy somewhere but I didn’t think she would stop here being as though Shimmy hated No Hands.

  “My baby mother just pulled up with Shimmy!” I said. No Hands hopped up with a worried look on his face. Tokyo came in wearing leggings, a t-shirt and some Jordan’s. Her braids were pulled up with a scarf wrapped around her head. Shimmy walked in behind her with her tracks in braided pigtails.

  “What the fuck is going on, Kauzie?” Tokyo asked me. Mya and Aries started snickering.

  “Nothing!” I said to her.

  “Why is Mya posting pictures on Facebook of her sitting on your truck talking about she ready to chill with her boo?” Tokyo asked me. I looked at Mya and she rolled her eyes at me. These crazy-ass bitches just won’t let a nigga be.

  “We were chilling,” Mya said. Tokyo walked over to her, lifted her leg, and kicked Mya right in the mouth. My mouth dropped and Shimmy smirked. Mya’s mouth was bloody and when Tokyo went to strike her again she blocked her face. Tokyo punched her so hard Mya fell off the couch.

  “Y’all bitches been having me fucked up lately! Just because I’m pregnant doesn’t mean shit!” Tokyo screamed, kicking her again. Aries jumped up and Shimmy was on her ass so fast I didn’t see it coming.

  “She is fucking pregnant!” No Hands said, trying to pull Shimmy off of Aries. No Hands wasn’t gripping her how he thought he was. He was getting angry and the nigga started sweating because they were giving him a workout.

  “Her face ain’t!” Shimmy said, hitting Aries in the face again. They were messing No Hands’s living room up! I grabbed Tokyo and pulled her out of the house. Mya followed behind us then snuck Tokyo, hitting her in the back of the head. Tokyo picked up the rake by No Hands
door then started beating Mya with it. Mya screamed and cried every time Tokyo hit her. I took the rake from Tokyo.

  “Bitch, you got me fucked up!” Tokyo said.

  “You are going to get locked up!” I said to Tokyo.

  “Fuck them! I’m sick of these bitches fucking with me! I’ve been dealing with too much of this shit! I’m tired of it! I bet that bitch will think twice before she acts like she fucking with my nigga!” Tokyo said.

  I heard glass breaking then No Hands and Aries ran out of the house. No Hands fell down the steps. Shimmy came out of the house chasing them with a butcher knife.

  “That’s right! Y’all better run!” Shimmy said. Mya crawled out onto the sidewalk then Shimmy charged towards her. I grabbed Shimmy, throwing her over my shoulder.

  “Shimmy, I love you, I really do but, bitch, if you make a mistake and stab my nigga it’s going to be some shit!” Tokyo said. These some ratchet-ass females! Shimmy dropped the knife. Now, she was just hanging over my shoulder.

  I grabbed Tokyo by her shirt, jacking her up. “Go the fuck home!” I yelled at her. She yanked away from me then got in the car. I threw Shimmy in the backseat.

  “Damn, nigga! Just throw me any type of way! You know this package is fragile!” she said laughing.

  “I swear Tokyo, you just ran me hot! Pregnant and fucking fighting! What if she would’ve kicked you in the stomach? I swear if she would’ve, I would’ve fucked you and her up! And, Shimmy, you ain’t shit for this!” I told her.

  “Now, hold the hell up, Kauzie! I told Tokyo I could handle the both of them for her! She told me she wasn’t going to do shit but watch!” Shimmy said.

  “You believed that? Stop smoking, Shimmy!” I said to her.

  “I’m calling the police, bitch!” Mya said with her face messed up.

  “I will take the fall for you, Tokyo! You are pregnant and you can’t be going to jail! I will tell the police I beat Mya with the rake because they were trying to attack you while pregnant!” Shimmy said calmly. I could hear the sirens getting closer.

  When we got home Tokyo was quiet. I didn’t say shit to her. Shimmy’s crazy ass got locked up along with Aries and Mya. No Hands told the cops that Aries and Mya started it and tried to attack Tokyo. No Hands just didn’t want Shimmy coming after him again.

  Tokyo tried to hug me but I pushed her back. I went into the cabinet to grab my Henny. I sat on the couch then started drinking straight from the bottle. My pregnant shorty was standing in front of me with Mya’s blood on her shirt. The sight disgusted me!

  “Why aren’t you talking to me?” she asked me.

  “Get the fuck out of my face! Change your clothes or something! I can’t believe your dumb, ratchet ass did all of that shit today! Pregnant with my fucking daughter! Yo, real shit, if you don’t leave me alone, you will see a side of me you never seen before!” I told her, taking a swig.

  “Well, maybe if you man the fuck up I wouldn’t be in this shit alone! I shouldn’t have to check bitches!” she screamed at me.

  “Checking bitches is worth more than our daughter? I don’t have to check shit because I know who I come home to every fucking night! I’m smart enough to know that these bitches just want to break us up! If I wanted them, do you think they would be acting like this? I didn’t know Mya was coming! No Hands didn’t know either! You are just on some other shit!” I said to her.

  “You didn’t check Tasira and now look at her! I wouldn’t be surprised if you screwed her too. I know that bitch is the one doing all of this crazy shit to us! It might be her and Tassana!” she said.

  “If I wanted to fuck Tasira I would’ve when she came into my shop naked begging for the dick!” I said to her not remembering that I didn’t tell Tokyo that. She slapped the hell out of me.

  “Fuck you! You want to keep secrets from me? Fuck you, bitch! You ain’t shit!” she said, storming up the stairs. I followed behind her.

  “You putting your hands on me now?” I asked, not believing she slapped me.

  “This shit ain’t good for the baby, Tokyo! I’m just not trying to stress you out more than what you are!” I said. She wasn’t hearing me. She took her clothes off then got in the shower. Tokyo and I have argued, even before we became official, but this shit here wasn’t us. She must really think I’m out here fucking these broads. When she got out of the shower she started getting dressed.

  “Where are you going?” I asked her.

  “Over Kyree’s house! You and No Hands ain’t shit!” she said.

  “You are not going over there!” I said to her.

  “Are you stopping me?” she asked me. I went downstairs and grabbed her car keys. I walked out to the back of the house then threw her keys into the woods. I went into her purse, taking her money so she wouldn’t call a cab. If Tokyo wasn’t pregnant, I would’ve choked her out.

  “You crazy-ass nigga! I’m calling Kyree right now to come and pick me up!” I snatched her phone out of her hand then smashed it against the counter.

  “UGHHHHHHHHH!” she said, stomping up the stairs. I called my mother.

  “Ma, come over and get this girl before I choke the hell out of her! You can talk some sense into her! If not, you will be bailing me out of jail!” I said to her.

  “Calm down, bwoy! I’m on da way!” she said, hanging up.

  “Nigga, did you call your mama on me? Why would you do that?” Tokyo asked.

  “Because you got a nigga in here ready to beat your ass!” I said to her.

  An hour later my mother showed up with a brown paper bag.

  “What’s that, Ma?” I asked her.

  “Stew chicken!” she said.

  “Why is the bag small?” I asked her.

  “Because it’s not for you! It’s for my pregnant gyal!” she snapped at me. Tokyo came down the stairs smiling like she’d been chilling all day. They went into the kitchen then I heard the microwave running. My stomach growled as the aroma came into the living room. Tokyo came out with a plate. “She gave me a lot so you can have some! I’m only being nice because she’s here!” Tokyo said to me.

  “Get out of my face, shorty!” I said to her. She rolled her eyes then turned to leave the living room. Her ass was just jiggling!

  “Stop looking at my ass, nigga!” she called out.

  Chapter 14- Tassana

  I was surprised that Osari went to my daddy’s funeral with me. He came home in the morning when I was getting ready. I was in tears because I realized how fucked up in the head I truly am. I found out yesterday I was nine and a half weeks. Osari is the father! I had not slept around when I was in the hotel with him. A part of me was scared that it was going to be Tudos’s baby! I have been doing so much shit lately I didn’t even realize I was pregnant. My mother still hasn’t contacted me but I couldn’t blame her. I already know Tokyo and I are never going to be on good terms. I just want my mother’s forgiveness, if anything. Osari wasn’t too thrilled about being a father but that’s his business.

  He and Kyree have been getting really close. He even answers the phone for her around me. When he sees that I’m ready to say something, his crazy ass gives me a look daring me to. So, yes I was pregnant and alone! I didn’t have anyone and it was all my fault!

  My doorbell rang, and when I opened it up, it was Tasira standing there, grilling me.

  “Where the fuck is my brother?” she asked. Her eyes were glossy and I knew she was high. Tasira is on something stronger than pain pills. A few of the strippers I stripped with had the same look and they sniffed coke. Tasira was getting high on her on supply. No wonder Osari went out on his own.

  “The queen pen is officially dethroned!” I said laughing. Tasira was a crazy bitch but I wasn’t scared of her. No wonder nobody has taken her as a boss seriously. She is a spoiled cokehead!

  “Make your jokes now! If only you knew what I’m capable of! Now, when you see that bitch of a brother of mine, you let him know I stopped by!” she said like she was ready to fall asleep.


  “Would you like some milk or something?” I asked her.

  “Fuck you!” she said, walking away from the door.

  As soon as Osari found out I was stripping, I stopped. Besides, I was pregnant anyway and it would’ve been hard for me to continue. Now, I had nothing to do but sit in the house. I decided to head to the mall.

  I walked around just looking at different things. I wasn’t paying attention and ended up bumping into someone.

  “Damn, shorty, watch where you’re going!” the voice said to me. It was a handsome brown-skinned guy that looked to be in his mid-to-late twenties. He was around six-foot-two with a medium build. He had a New York accent and I could tell by his aura he wasn’t from around here.