by Mz. Toni
“Shit, Jason!” she screamed while clawing at my back. I continued to dig in her guts, long dick style. I felt her trying to scoot her ass back and dragged her right back where I wanted her.
“You wanted this dick, so take it,” I said through gritted teeth. Turning her over, I had her face up, ass down. Slapping her ass, I dove in and hit her from the back with slow long strokes. Wrapping my hand around her neck, I tilted her head back and licked her neck lightly, causing her to shake. We fucked for over an hour before we were both worn out and satisfied. Grabbing the blunt from the nightstand, she lit it and we got high as hell. Looking at my ringing phone, I was surprised to see that it was now Camille calling me. I was about to press end because it was probably Cherish, but I decided to answer.
“Yo. what’s up?”
“Cherish fell down the steps, she tried to call you, but of course you didn't answer.”
“Where she at, I'm on my way!” I said jumping up and grabbing my pants
“You might as well meet her at the hospital,” Camille said with an attitude
“Well are you gonna tell a nigga what hospital she live close to.”
“She’ll be at Virtua, by you,” she said before hanging up.
“Is everything aight?” Kaliah said kissing my back.
“Naw, Cherish fell down the steps!”
“Oh shit, I'm so sorry,” she said sincerely, while rubbing my back.
“Yo, about this shit here…”
“It is what it is, you ain't gotta say nothing,” she said nonchalantly.
“Aight bet,” I said, dropping the subject.
“You want me to drive or you good?”
“I'm good, I’ll call you later,” I said before rushing out. When I got to the hospital, I was nervous as hell waiting for her to get here. When the automatic doors opened and I watched as my lil mama laid on that stretcher, I felt a déjà vu moment that made me sick to my stomach.
“You ok?” I asked rushing to her side.
“Sir, we need you to step aside,” an EMT said.
“I love you lil mama!” I screamed before the doors closed. Camille walked in shortly after and I expected her to roll her eyes at me, but instead, she rushed into my arms.
“You think the babies are ok?” she asked.
“Yeah, they fighters like they mama,” I said with a smile. We were there for about an hour before we were allowed back to see her. She had some things hooked up to her stomach, which scared the shit out of me.
“What are these for?”
“They just make sure the babies are good.”
“And are they good?”
“Yes, I sprained my ankle, but everything is good.”
“So when can you go home?” I asked.
“I don't know.”
“Hello, I'm Doctor Carter, and Ms. Daniels and the babies are fine, but they are a little stressed.”
“Stressed from what?” I asked.
“We don't know, but if she is stressed, it puts stress on the babies.”
“So what do you suggest?”
“I suggest rest and love,” he said with a smile.
“Ok, thank you.”
“Either you come home with me, or you go with Camille, but you are not staying in that apartment alone,” I said seriously.
“Alright damn, if I gotta be somewhere other than home then I want to be with you and Jas,” she said surprising me.
“Ok,” was all I said. When she was finally released, I helped her into my car and we headed home. I wanted her to come home ever since she left, but not this way.
“Are you still mad at me?” she asked.
“Cherish, I'm not talking bout this shit with you, my main concern is for you and the baby's safety, point blank.”
“You're only saying you don't want to talk about it so that I won't be stressed, you gotta believe me when I say I didn't mean for shit to go that way.”
“If you're not gonna believe my answers, then don't ask me questions,” I said before turning the radio up. When we got home, the first thing she did was lay in our bed, Giving her extra pillows and her favorite blanket, she looked at home. Yeah I knew she missed being home, only if her ass wasn't so stubborn we wouldn't be going through this shit.
“You hungry?” I asked.
“Yeah, I could eat.”
“What you want?”
“Hmmm cookies and pickles, but I want the sliced ones,” she said, causing me to laugh. Damn, I missed her weird ass.
“Alright.”
“What’s so funny?”
“Nothing,” I said walking out. When I came back with what she wanted, I walked in only to find her ass knocked out cold. Covering her up with a blanket, I walked out my bedroom and into the guest room. I wanted this to be comfortable for her so that she didn't fuck around and leave again, so if it meant me sleeping in the guest room, then so be it. Checking my phone, I saw I had a few missed calls. I knew they just wanted to know how Cherish was doing, so I sent a group text. As soon as I got comfortable and ready for bed, my phone started ringing. I saw it was Camille so I said fuck it and answered.
“Yo.”
“Hey Jason, I don't mean to bother you, but is it possible you could meet me at the hall tomorrow for the baby shower.”
“Do you need more money?”
“No, you gave me more than enough to cover everything, but I need your opinion on a few things.”
“Aight, I can meet you at twelve.”
“Don't play with me Camille!” I heard Mark snap.
“Listen, I'm sorry about the shit that went down at the movies, I should've kept my composure better.”
“Naw you good Cam, I already know you're crazy,” I said laughing.
“Yeah, but at the end of the day, I know you love Cherish and I need to stay out of shit.”
“I accept your apology, and I appreciate you being a real friend to lil mama.”
“Aight well imma let you go, I just had to let you know,” she said before hanging up. It must be snowing in fucking hell; I never thought Camille would ever apologize to anyone, let alone me. I could’ve pointed out that I heard Mark in the background, so more than likely her ass got handed to her and he made her call me but shit, an apology is an apology. Lying back in bed, I thought about today and how those fucking cops were disrespectful and before I knew it, I had dozed off. Looking at my phone, it was nine in the morning and Cherish was lying beside me, naked. I don't know why she was sending mix signals, but I wasn't for the bullshit. Looking at her body as she poked her butt out, she was begging me to slide in without saying a word. I hopped up to take a cold shower, when I got out; she was already downstairs making breakfast.
“Do you miss me Mega?” she asked while making my plate.
“What you mean?” I replied, playing stupid.
“Come on now, do you miss me?” she asked on the verge of tears.
“Don't push this on me, this was what you wanted and I love you enough to give it to you,” I said before smashing my breakfast. When I was done, I rushed out to meet Camille. Simply saying that shit to myself was weird to me, but I needed lil mama’s baby shower to be perfect. When I got to the hall, it was set up nice, so I wasn't sure what she needed my opinion about.
“What’s up Jason?”
“Oh hey, so what you need?”
“I don't know what food to have.”
“Who’s cooking?” I asked nervously.
“Don't worry nigga, it’s being catered,” she said rolling her eyes, causing me to laugh.
“Naw, but she likes anything, her favorites are fried chicken, potato salad, and snow crabs.”
“Oh okay, do you like how this is set up?”
“Yeah, it’s nice,” I said ready to leave.
“Are you still giving her a hard time?” she asked.
“Man I'm giving her what she wanted.”
“You know that girl loves you Jason.”
“I love her too, but the same way she ta
ught me a lesson, I gotta teach her one,” I said with a smirk.
“I hear you. Well bring her here around five this evening.”
“Aight,” I said before leaving. When I got home after running around for a few hours, Cherish was sitting around looking like she’d lost her best friend and I was starting to feel like shit. When she saw me, she jumped up and rushed over to me. Wrapping her arms around my waist, she reached up and tried to kiss me.
“What up lil mama?” I said, lightly pushing her away.
“Nothing. What, I can't kiss you?”
“Man, first I wake up with you in the fucking bed with me, now I come in and you tryna kiss me, I already told you I'm not playing these games with ya ass. You don't know what you want and you ain't gonna be playing with my fucking emotions!” I snapped.
“I'm not trying to play with your emotions, you been distant as hell lately, I'm just trying to figure out where we at.”
“You spent months pushing me away, so why wouldn't I be distant? Shit, maybe I need time to figure shit out just like you did.”
“What you mean figure shit out, you don't know if you want to be with me now?”
“Naw, maybe I don't. I love you, but I don't deserve this shit. You push me away then try and pull me back just to see if you can, fuck kinda nigga you think I am.”
“You being cold as hell and for what!” she snapped.
“Same reason you was. Ya ass made a fool out of not only ya self at that movie theater, but me too. You showed ya age and ya ass. I'm not that nigga for you if you feel you gotta act like that after you ended shit with me!”
“Fuck you Mega, fuck you. Obviously you don't want me here so drop me off at Camille’s house please!”
“She ain't home, but for damn sure I will when she gets there. You wanna leave then go head, as long as you ain't going to that fucking death trap apartment, I don't care!”
“Whatever!” she screamed before sitting down and pouting.
“Man, fix ya face lil girl. Go get dressed, I wanna take you somewhere.”
“Really, you wanna take me somewhere but it’s obvious you still mad at me,” she said.
“Man either get dressed or don't, but I'm leaving here without without ya stubborn ass. Damn, why you always got turn something into an argument!”
“You lucky I'm bored out of my mind here or else I wouldn't be going not a muthafucking place with your ass, and as soon as Camille gets home, you better drop me the fuck off!” she said, rolling her eyes.
“Well get dressed then and come on,” I said, watching her rush upstairs as fast as her eight month belly could go. I didn't want to be mean to her, but shit chicks were crazy as hell. I buy her flowers, tell her I love her and I get her ass to kiss. When I ain't checking for her, a little mean to her, she runs around trying to please me and doing what I said. Hell if I would've known that cutting her ass off would have forced her to do a complete 180, I would have done it a long time ago.
“I’m ready,” she said after taking almost an hour to get ready, but I wasn't gonna complain one bit.
“Aight come on,” I said nonchalantly.
“Fuck you and stop talking to me,” she said. When we headed out, I knew she had no idea where we were going. She knew Camille was throwing her a baby shower, but she didn't know when. Pulling up to the hall, I helped her out the car.
“Where are we, is it someone's birthday?”
“Yeah, come on,” I said grabbing her hand and walking into the hall where friends and family stood excitedly. Camille filled it up and did the damn thing since lil mama ain't got no family. When I saw Cherish crying, I assumed they were happy tears, she looked so overwhelmed and happy.
“Why you crying lil mama?” I asked, wiping her tears.
“Because I'm a pregnant hormonal female, but I ain't forget about what the fuck you said to me!” she said rolling her eyes.
“You keep on rolling them shits and they gonna stay that way,” I whispered to her.
“Here, let me get a picture of the happy parents!” Camille said snapping a few pictures.
“I know you're mad at me but…”
“Don't worry mad or not this night is about my babies and I wouldn't mess that up for nothing,” I said.
“Ooooo Mega this picture came out nice!” Cherish said holding Camille’s phone. They had a photographer here, but Camille wanted all the pictures she could get.
“Let me see!” I said looking at the pictures and sending them to myself so I could post them on Facebook and the gram.
“So we gonna play some games!” Camille said hyped.
“Oh God, how do you play?” Cherish asked.
“Well I have five poopy pampers and whoever figures out what the poop is made of wins a prize.”
“That is so nasty, but I wanna play,” Cherish said laughing. I didn't know this baby shower game shit, hell this was my first baby shower, I always thought they were only for chicks. On top of that, I wasn't feeling lil mama at all, her ass was on punishment and this baby shower ain't change that. I would be back when they needed me, but until then, I was going out to smoke with my niggas.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
(Jayda)
Oh yeah, y'all thought I was gone, ran scared, paleeze it’s gonna take more than some threats to stop me from getting my man, I just had to regroup. I wasn't expecting that little bitch Jasmine to say anything to Jason about what I’d said to her, and when she did, that put a serious wrench in my plans. Yeah it was me; I tried to run the bitch Cherish over. They wanna be at the doctor’s like they the perfect family, naw bitch, ya man in love with me. If it wasn't for her being pregnant, he would be with me.
“Bitch, what you thinkin bout?” Ashley asked.
“I just want my man, and I don't want this bitch in the way,” I said, taking back another shot. We were at a local bar getting wasted. Grabbing my phone, I did my hourly check of Jason’s social media accounts and was taken aback when I saw a picture of him rubbing Cherish’s stomach. I could have thrown up in my mouth, I was literally sick to my stomach.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. They posting pictures about this damn baby shower that should be my baby shower!” I said smashing my glass on the bar table.
“Yo, you can't do that here!” the bartender said.
“Chill out, she’ll pay for it,” Ashley said rolling her eyes.
“I can't believe while I'm here in pain, he’s with her celebrating babies that she doesn't even deserve to have,” I said as tears fell from my eyes. From the moment I met this bitch, she ain't been nothing but a pain in my ass, and I was tired of it.
“Well, why not just go get your man? Fuck that bitch, we both know it’s you that he loves,” she said hyping me up.
“I don't know, I just don't want him to think of me as ratchet.”
“Girl, men like it when they wife get a little ratchet every now and again, you gotta claim what’s yours.”
“You're right!” I said getting up and clumsily walking to my car. After putting the address he had on Facebook into my GPS, me and Ashley drove to the baby shower. Pulling up, it was packed outside, but I knew this was what I needed to do for me. I couldn't leave this hall without my man, I refused to.
“You can do this Jayda.”
“Bitch, I'm nervous.”
“You look good. Ya makeup on fleek, outfit on fleek and you bad as hell, what you nervous for, that bitch should be nervous!”
“I do look good, don't I?” I said before checking my face and adding some MAC lip gloss to my lips.”
“Imma stay out here, hurry up and go get ya man!” she said. When I got out the car, I strutted into the crowded hall. Scanning the room for Jason, I walked boldly up to him while he sat next to Cherish, opening gifts.
“Can we talk?”
“Jayda, what the fuck you doing here!” he snapped.
“I came to get you; I'm tired of waiting for you to leave this bitch!” I said grilling Cherish whi
le everyone stared at me with their mouths open.
