by Lucinda John
“Well um Anthony, Bear is here,” I said hating that I had to deliver bad news to two people that I loved.
“Here where?” he asked, raising his voice a little.
“U-uh at the hospital I work. He was um rushed into here a few hours ago.” I hesitated a little not sure how he was going to take the news.
“FUCK!” he yelled before hanging up the phone.
* * *
Once my shift was over, I went home to lay down. I called Lisa to check on her and she planned on staying at the hospital by Bear’s side until he woke up. I filled the tub with warm water, poured some of my vanilla bean bubble bath in it, and grabbed my phone to text Stacks.
Me: Are you ok?
I got in the tub and laid back, until I heard my phone vibrate.
Bae: I’m ok, how’s my baby?
Me: Hungry.
Even though he just filled the fridge with groceries I really wanted to see him. I wanted to fall asleep in his arms so bad.
Bae: What do you want to eat?
Me: I want a big fat juicy burger, large seasoned fried and an extra large banana shake. I replied.
Just thinking about the food made me really hungry.
Me: Bring me a jar of pickles too! I replied before putting my phone on the floor and laying back down to relax.
“Wake up ma?” I opened my eyes and saw Stacks standing there with a towel in his hand. I didn’t even know I fell asleep in the water. He lifted my body out of the water and carried me over to the bed. He dried me off and grabbed my coconut cream body lotion off of the dresser. He gently rubbed my body with the lotion.
“Mmhhm,” I moaned at how good he was with his hands. Once he was done, he told me to get dressed and come downstairs to eat. I walked down the stairs to a home cooked meal. I must have been sleeping in the tub for a long time; I thought.
“This is not what I asked for,” I snapped. I was really craving that burger.
“You need to stop feeding my baby that bullshit!” he said placing a plate of loaded mash potatoes, steak, corn, and a chef salad in front of me. “Sit down and eat,” he said as if I was a little child.
“Well did you at least bring me my pickles, I want to eat them with my ranch dip,” I said pouring ranch all over my food. These days my craving for ranch was stronger than ever.
“It’s on the counter,” he said before climbing up the stairs and leaving me to eat alone.
After I was done eating, I grabbed my jar of pickles and ranch dip and headed up the stairs.
“The food was good,” I said getting in the bed. He grabbed the jar and opened the pickles for me. “Thanks.” I watched him text somebody on the phone.
“Who are you texting Anthony?” I jealously asked.
“When you decided to be sneaky and shit you lost all your rights over me, you can’t ask me shit,” he said, putting his phone on the dresser and reaching for the remote.
“Whatever,” I answered while eating my pickles. I got up to put the jar in the fridge and brushed my teeth. I got back in bed and Stacks was laying there stripped down to his boxers. His sexy ass knew what he was doing.
“I’m going to Columbia for a week,” he said as soon as I got under the comforter.
“Why?” I asked trying to get comfortable.
“My brother was airlifted there to get better treatment, so I’m going to be by his side. He’s in a coma now, but we have faith that he will wake up.” He looked at a picture of him and me that sat on the nightstand.
“He’s going to be ok,” I assured him. He grabbed me by my waist and pulled my close to him. My body automatically responded to his touch. I turned around so that I was facing him and gave him a kiss on the lips.
“Stop Lala,” he told me as he looked me in the eyes.
“Why?” I was on verge of tears.
“I can’t do this with you. I gave you my heart and you broke it. You played me like I was some dumb nigga. I’m done with you.” He clenched his jaw ad he shattered my heart.
“Then why are you here?” I asked as the tears started to fall. He didn’t respond to me and he rubbed my belly.
“My grandmother is coming down to be with you while I’m gone,” he said.
“Why I don’t need a babysitter, I’m a grown ass woman?”
“That’s not up for discussion. I don’t want you here alone.” I rolled my eyes and just laid there.
“If you’re only here for the baby, you can leave! I can get rid of it, so that you have no reason to feel obligated to be by my side,” I spoke those words, but I didn’t mean it. There was no way in hell I was going to abort my child. I just wanted him to feel the hurt that I was feeling.
“Don’t fuck with me Lala, I will kill you if you even think about calling an abortion clinic,” he said, grabbing my face. “Do you fucking hear me!?” he yelled in my face.
“Yes!” We were supposed to be happy together, but because I screwed up I was forced to be a single mother.
“What I told you about stressing my baby?” He held me tighter.
“You don’t care about me no more,” I cried.
“I love you, Lala,” he confessed while closing his eyes.
“Then why don’t you want to be with me?” I asked sounding like a little girl.
“I did, but you fucked up.”
“I know, but baby I’m sorry. Give us a chance to be a family. Please?” I begged.
“Shh. Go to sleep,” he said before he dozed off.
His phone started ringing and curiosity got the best of me, so I got up and took the phone with me to the bathroom. I closed the door, sat on the toilet, and with trembling fingers unlocked his phone. I saw a few messages from his brother, dad, grandma, but then an unknown number caught my attention. Before I could open the message, the phone was snatched out of my hand.
“Why the fuck are you going through my phone, Lala?!” Stacks asked with a frown on his face.
“If you wasn’t pregnant, I swear I would fuck you up for being so dumb!” He walked out of the bathroom leaving me with my thoughts.
Chapter 24
James
I’ve been lurking and finally studying that nigga and it was almost that time to attack. The cash flow was coming through, but not as much as it was before. I knew exactly what I had to do to get that back. It hurt my soul to find out my bitch was pregnant by that nigga, but I had something for that ass.
I had no intentions on hurting Lala. I just had to get rid of that nigga so things could go back to the way it used to be. I was at Ashley’s house packing my things. Although she was carrying child, I did not want her to think for a second that we was going to be together.
“Where you going?” she asked walking into the room. She went out to lunch with Loye and I was hoping to get all my things out before she came home.
“I’m going back home,” I told her as I packed.
“Home. Where?” She placed her hands on her hips. I could see the little bulge in her belly making me feel bad for leaving. My heart was with Lala and I was not going to stay where I didn’t want to be. The grass on the other side wasn’t greener. I learned my lesson and was ready to go back home to my baby.
“My home, the one I built with Lala.”
“Lala?” she said laughing.
“Lala is at her HOME with the nigga she’s pregnant by. She is not worried about you! Your home is here with me and this baby James!” she yelled in my face.
“Fuck you, Ashley, the only time I want to deal with you is if it’s in regards to my child. I want nothing else to do with you. It’s a wrap!” I said grabbing my bags and bringing it to my car.
“You a dumb nigga! How the fuck you going to leave your family for a bitch that has her own. Get it through your fucking head, LALA IS OVER YOU!”
WHAM!
I backhanded the bitch, did she forgot who the fuck I was? Yeah part of what she said was true. I knew that Lala wasn’t going to
come back home willingly. But, with her baby daddy dead she would have no choice, but to come crawling back. When she did, I was going to accept her and that baby with open arms. Before I could get that done, I had to kill that nigga. I called up Rico. Murder was on my mind and Stacks was my victim.
Chapter 24
Ashley
The nerve of that nigga. I was the one pregnant with his child and he wanted to tell me that he was leaving me for Lala. Over my dead body! I had to get rid of this bitch once and for all. I thought about letting her live because Ted was dead, Bear was in the hospital, and she was pregnant. But no, that was not enough.
Even though she was in her own relationship, she still had to have my man. I quickly dressed in a pair of all black sweats, a hoodie, and a pair of all black Air Force Ones. I pulled the red wig over my head, put on a black hat, and threw my shades on. I picked up the bag of money that I sat on the foot of the bed and left the house. It was time to get rid of this bitch.
Sitting in my car waiting for my problem solver, my phone started to ring.
“Hello?” I answered.
“Did you get rid of the baby yet?” the caller asked.
“No, not yet,” I said, looking out the window. I looked down at my watch; it was 8:47 p.m.. The guy I was supposed to meet with was running late.
“Well, when are you going to get it done?” I was beyond annoyed with this phone call, so I decided to cut it short.
“Listen, I’m going to get rid of the baby soon! Don’t worry, word will never got out that it’s your baby in me!!” I yelled, ending the phone call.
I sat in my car for another hour before I heard a tap on my window. “You got all my money?” he asked as soon as I rolled down the window.
“Yes it’s all in the bag. I want this done soon! I’m so sick of this bitch.” He stared at the picture of Lala that I handed to him. He looked back at me for a minute, then grabbed the money, and was off. He was a weird ass nigga if you asked me, but anything to get Lala out of James and I lives was what I was willing to do.
I just hoped he would hurry up and get rid of her, so that I could do the same with this baby. I was tired of this nigga calling me. I paid him $15,000 for his sperm and signed an agreement that the child would be terminated. As if I wanted to let his little demon grow in me, yeah right.
Looking at myself in my review mirror, I smiled. I was finally going to get the happily ever after that I deserved. James was finally going to be all mines. My threat Lala would no longer be an issue anymore. I put the key in the ignition and started the car.
My car was instantly filled with sounds of Young Dro’s song Fuck that bitch and that was exactly what I thought as I drove off. FUCK THAT BITCH!
Chapter 25
Tasha
I listened behind the door as Bear and this chick talked. I was beyond pissed! He told me not to come visit him, so that I wouldn’t risk running into Stacks, but the real reason he didn’t want me around was because he was booed up with this bitch. I put up with a lot of Bear’s BS. I was his true ride or die, but he seemed to have forgotten that.
I knew exactly what I had to do to make sure that this bitch was out the picture. If I carried out with the plan and hit the lick on Stacks then we could disappear. I was all in for it and I was going to do whatever it took to make sure my man and I made it to the private island. I was in too deep just to sit back and let the next chick take my spot. Oh no!! That was not going to happen.
“I love you, Bear.” My heart literally stopped beating. I pinched myself just to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. I wanted to go into that room and snatch that trick by her weave. How dare she tell my man that she loved him? I held my breath waiting for Bear’s reply. When he told her that he loved her, too, I told myself that it was all apart of the plan, but my women’s intuition told me otherwise.
Trying to hold back my tears, I ran out of the hospital to my car. Once I got inside my car, I broke down crying. How could he do this to me? My pain instantly turned into anger as I made a phone call to finally get things over with once and for all.
“We on for tonight,” I said as soon as my partner in crime answered the phone.
“No doubt, pick me up around 11 p.m,” the person on the other line responded. We went over our plan, until we had it down pack before we ended the call. I was going to finish up the plan and make Bear proud of me. He’d be so happy that I was able to pull this off that he would have no choice but to make me his wife. Wife? Yeah, I liked the sound of that.
Chapter 26
Bear
I couldn’t fucking believe how things went! To say I was pissed was an understatement. What made the situation worse was that I wasn’t for sure if that nigga Paco was dead or not. The only thing I was able to get out of Lisa was that Stacks was suppose to be going to Columbia to be with his family. I asked her where Lala would be and she told me home with his grandma. This was perfect.
Now all I had to do was get the fuck out of this hospital, so that I could do what I had to do. If Paco was still alive then chances are that he was going to tell Stacks about me. So my best bet was to get what I could and get ghost. I was still mad that I wouldn’t be able to kill him, but hey, I’d settle for hurting him in the worst way.
“I sent one of my homies a text and watched Lisa pay attention to one of her reality shows. I really did feel something for her, I didn’t know if it was love or lust, but something was there. I wanted to be with her and explore where this could go, but I knew that was impossible.
I knew she did not want to relocate from her best friend and her life, plus the chances of Tasha sitting back and letting that happen wasn’t likely. I felt like Tasha could be the end of me, she knew too much information that she posed as a threat. I would have to kill her in order to get rid of her, but Tasha was in a way my ride or die so me killing her was not going to happen.
I didn’t know whether I owed Lisa an explanation or should I just disappear. I knew she was going to be hurt since she told me how much she loved me, but hey what could I do? I didn’t tell her to fall for me. She should have pocketed her feelings. She was a pretty girl; she’d get over me. I planned on releasing myself tonight after she went home to avoid having to say goodbye or explaining myself.
“Come climb in bed and let daddy slide up in that,” I said rubbing my hands up and down her bare thigh.
“Bae, we’re in a hospital,” she said looking at me like I was crazy.
“So, go lock that door and jump on this dick.” I pulled her down to me for a kiss. If this was my last time seeing her, I wanted to bury my wood deep in them guts. I planned on fucking her in every position that I could think of. This was that goodbye dick she was going to get. Like the good bitch she was, she got up and locked the door. “Come climb on my face, a nigga hungry,” I said pulling out my dick and stroking it. She undid her shorts, and squatted over my face. Her wetness dripped in my mouth as I ate her out with everything in me.
Chapter 27
Lisa
I felt myself falling deeper and deeper for Bear, and at this point I didn’t care. I finally had a man that loved me for me. He complimented me, he stimulated my mind, and he pushed me to see what Lala had been trying to show me. I was too pretty to be stripping in a club. I had more to offer myself. It took me meeting the right man to figure it out. Now, that I had him, I couldn’t fathom the thought of having to live without him.
The way he put it on me let me know that he loved me. I never had a man make love to me with so much passion. He was going to be released from the hospital in two days and I was already preparing things for him to come home with me.
After a few hours of laying in my man’s arms, it was time for me to go home. I couldn’t wait until the morning so that I could be here bright eyed and bushy tail by my man’s bedside. While walking to my car, I kept getting a feeling that something wasn’t right. I pulled out my gun and held it next to me for protection. A bitch was going
to get returned back to their sender for fucking with me tonight.
Once I approached my car, I was pissed. Somebody busted all of my windows and painted home wrecker all over my car. I noticed something in my driver’s seat, so I opened the door. My jaw dropped to the ground; there was a black dress and matching black heels laid on the seat.
VROOM! Was all I heard and as soon as I looked up it was too late. Somebody was driving towards me full speed. I tried to lift my gun and tried shooting at the on coming vehicle, but I wasn’t quick enough. The force of the car slamming against my body sent me flying across the parking lot. I tried to open my eyes, but they were too heavy.
Lord forgive me for all my sins, please watch over Lala, my godchild, and Bear. I love you Bear…....
Chapter 28
Lala
“You sure you be ok?” Stacks grandma asked me as I dropped her off at the airport. She had to fly back to Flint to check on her husband who had a stroke.
“Yes Nana, I will be ok. Go home and take care of Papa,” I said giving her a hug. I sat in my car and watched as she disappeared through the doors of the airport.
Pulling out of the parking lot, I made my way to Wendy’s. I had a taste for a chili-baked potato with extra cheese and sour cream.
“Welcome to Wendy’s, can I take you order?” the lady spoke through the drive thru speaker. I could tell she was ghetto by the way she was smacking that gum.
“Yes, may I please have two chili baked potatoes, add broccoli and extra cheese to both please. Add a large fry and a large strawberry lemonade.” I gave her my order while posting pictures of my recent sonogram on IG.
“Will that be all?” Ghetto Fabulous asked me.
“Yes!” I said driving up to the second window. I handed her Stacks debit card and waited for my food.
As I was driving home, I had a feeling that someone was following me. I shrugged it off and just thought that I was being paranoid. I parked my car in the driveway, grabbed my phone, food, and went inside. I made sure the doors were locked and that the security alarm was on. I got comfy on the floor and got ready to dig into my food until I was interrupted by my phone ringing.
