If I Was Your Woman 3: A BBW Camden Love Story

by Mz. Toni

  When I saw Mark’s foot prepared to step out the door we hurried and dumped the bucket out the window. Both Mark and Mylee screamed loudly as I fell over laughing. Served their asses right. Sparkle closed the window and ran to put the bucket back in the closet. When they walked in I couldn’t even look at them because I knew I would laugh, so I just kept my head down and continued mopping.

  “Don't act like you don't see us, Camille!” Mark screamed, pissed.

  “Oh my goodness! Why are y’all soaked, is it raining?” I said with a smirk.

  “Sparkle, did you wet me and daddy?” Mylee asked.

  “No, I wouldn't risk being in trouble,” Sparkle answered.

  “Mommy, did you wet us?”

  “Mylee, I was in here cleaning up this mess, don't blame me!”

  “Who else could have done it then?”

  I shrugged. “Maybe it was karma for what y'all did to me.”

  “Go change your clothes, MyMy!” Mark yelled, still pissed.

  I followed him to our room as he went to our walk-in closet and pulled out some clothes.

  “You alright, babe?”

  “Fuck you, Cam!” he said laughing.

  “No, fuck you nigga, look at my hair!” I said laughing with him.

  Everybody called me and Mark crazy, said we did nothing but argue, but to be honest we never really argued, it was all in fun. We always had fun playing pranks on each other. We both were play fiends to the fullest, he was my best friend. I sat on his lap and could feel his dick poking my ass. I swear, this nigga was a horn dog and I loved it. I could just look at him and his dick would get hard.

  “I'm sorry I hit you,” I said seductively.

  “My bad I messed up ya hair,” he said reaching into his pocket and handing me his Black card.

  I got on my knees and pulled his dick out of his pants, slowly licking the head of his dick. I slurped and sucked as if my life depended on it. I loved sucking Mark because he had a pretty dick. He always got mad when I said that, but i swear I wasn't being funny, it was truly a compliment. It was smooth and caramel and just screamed “cum suck me”. As I sucked his dick, Mylee knocked on the door. I felt the veins in his dick pulsating in my mouth so I knew he was about to release. I ignored the knock, sucking faster while playing with his balls until he grabbed the back of my head and released his babies in my mouth. Not wasting a drop, I swallowed it all.

  “Got damnnnnnnnn, Cam!” he screamed out.

  “Hmmmmmm, tasty,” I said while licking my lips. I got off my knees and went into the bathroom to handle my hygiene. When I came out he kissed me passionately.

  “I love you!”

  “I love you more! Now go take your daughter to my mama’s house before she kicks this door in!” I said laughing.

  I watched as they walked out the door hand in hand. I swear I loved my little family. After watching them pull off, I finished cleaning and headed to take a shower. As I cleaned my body, I heard the doorbell ringing. It seemed like I never got the chance to relax and it irked my soul. Rinsing off, I grabbed my robe and put it on. When I opened the door I was shocked to see who stood outside my door.

  “What are you doing here?”

  “I had nowhere else to go.”

  “Look, if he knew I was helping you he would never forgive me so please just go!”

  “So you’re turning your back on me too?”

  “Hey ma, can we go to the mall?” Sparkle said when she walked up to me.

  “Yeah, just go to your room for now,” I said. When she walked upstairs I continued my conversation with Alex.

  “We’ve tried to help you on numerous occasions and you gave us your ass to kiss. Do you know how bad you hurt him?”

  “I know Cammy, but I'm ready, I swear I am,” she said as she stood at my front door smelling and looking like death. I couldn't help but feel sorry for her.

  “Look, you can come in get cleaned up and I will fix you something to eat, but after that you have to go!” I said letting her in. I gave her one of my old PINK! sweat suits and a pair of sneakers for after her shower. I didn't trust her, so I hid anything of value in our safe and went to make her something to eat.

  I whipped her up a steak, egg and cheese sandwich and waited for her to finish getting dressed. When she walked into the kitchen I noticed how beautiful she was. Alex Richards was 5’6, 160 lbs with beautiful, clear, flawless skin. With her short cut and high cheek bones, she resembled the actress Nia Long back when I first met her.

  Now she looked pale and dingy, she didn't look like the Alex that beat her son’s ass when she found out he had cheated on me. Yes, Alex Richards was the mother of my man and future husband, Mark Richards. She loved her son wholeheartedly, but as he got older she realized she wasn't needed anymore and it fucked her up. She went looking for love and thought she found it in the form of a pill popping scumbag. Even without knowing she was on drugs, Mark still couldn't stand him, but he shrugged it off as his mama needing a life too so he kept quiet.

  Last year they came over for dinner and everybody was having a good time until we caught them trying to rob us. Mark was livid. He asked his mother why she would steal from him and she didn't even try to lie. She confessed to him about the addiction. He tried to get her help, but each time he paid the money for rehab she wouldn’t even last three days before she would sign herself out. The last straw was 9 months ago when some petty thieves found out who her son was and after offering her money, she told them where we lived. He hasn’t spoken to her since.

  “Thanks for helping me,” she said as she stuffed her mouth with eggs.

  “No problem Alex, but you know you can't stay here,” I said honestly.

  “Yeah I know, but that's why I wanted to know if you could take me to rehab.”

  “I can do that!” I said, excited for her.

  “You know it kills me every day when I think about the things I've done to you, Mylee and my son,” she confessed with tears in her eyes.

  “Don't forget Sparkle was there too,” I said shaking my head.

  “I didn't even know about her at the time.”

  “That's the past so leave it there and focus on getting better,” I said just as my phone rang. By the ring tone I knew it was Mark, so I quickly shushed her and answered.

  “Hey babe, did you drop MyMy off yet?”

  “Yeah, I’m about to go to the club, I should be home by eight tonight,” he said calming me down. I didn't even realize I had been holding my breath until I let it out.

  “Oh okay, well be safe and I love you.”

  “I love you too, beautiful,” he said before we hung up. That was too fucking scary and I knew I had to get her ass out of our house.

  “Alright, I’ll get you some clothes I don't wear anymore and a few sneakers, then I will drop you off.”

  “Thank you so much, Camille,” she said hugging me.

  “No problem. Come on in my room so you can help me pick,” I said as we walked up the stairs.

  Five hours later we were at The Dunes East Hampton Luxury Rehabilitation Center. I wanted her to have the best treatment possible and this was said to be one of the best. It cost 10,000 dollars a month. That was nothing to my husband, he spent that on toys for Mylee in a day. I didn't want to be sneaky, but I knew I had no choice. He had given up on his mother and if he knew what I needed it for he would snap, so I just took it on my own. I know when he finds out he’s gonna fuck me up, but what other choice did I have? The things you do for family, I thought as I hugged his mother goodbye. For her sake and mine she’d better get clean.

  “Who is that?” Sparkle asked when I got back to the car.

  “No one,” I said before pulling off.

  Chapter Four (Shana)

  Walking up to Shante’s cousin’s house, I wasted no time banging on her door. I had Quesha and Camille with me and we were ready to fuck a bitch up if we didn’t get any answers today.

  “Damn, who the fuck banging on my door like that?” Tan
isha screamed before opening the door with an attitude.

  “We looking for my little sister, Shante,” I said, wasting no time.

  “Well, I ain't seen her,” Tanisha said with an attitude.

  “Come on, we worried about her,” Camille said sadly.

  “Well, obviously y’all did some bullshit to her or else you’d know where she at,” she snapped.

  “Look bitch, don't nobody got time for this shit!” Camille said losing her cool.

  “Who you callin’ a bitch, bitch!”

  “Yo, chill the fuck out. She’s our friend and we fucked up, all we tryna do is fix the shit,” I said honestly.

  “Why didn't y'all just say that shit instead of bangin’ on my door all stupid like!” she yelled, rolling her eyes at Camille.

  “Our bad girl, we just got a lot on our mind,” I said laying it on thick while giving Camille the eye, hoping she didn’t fuck it up by beating Shante’s cousin’s ass.

  “Uh-huh. Well, she at the Best Western over there in Deptford, NJ. I don't know the room number so y’all gonna have to put y’all heads together to figure that shit out.”

  “Thank you!” I said happily.

  “Little ratchet bitch,” Camille said under her breath.

  “What the fuck she say?”

  “You heard what I said wit ya ole’ funny looking ass!”

  “Oh, you better get this bitch!” Tanisha said while smacking on her gum.

  “Come on now, Camille. Cut it out, she helped us.”

  “Yeah, she helped after talking all that shit!”

  “Ima just call my cousin and tell her y’all coming, and I bet she’ll be gone by the time y'all get there!” Tanisha said with her arms crossed.

  “See what you did!” I said rolling my eyes at Camille’s crazy ass.

  “My bad, damn!”

  “I ain't did shit to y’all but try to help and you calling me ugly and shit!”

  “Can you please apologize to the girl,” I whispered to Camille.

  “Apologize for what?”

  “For calling me ugly for one, y'all Spanish bitches think y’all the shit cuz y’all got some pretty hair and shit, but I can buy that same hair you got from the chinks down the street!” she said to Camille.

  “Man, fuck her and her UGLY ass, we’ll just take our chances!”

  “Damnit Camille, stop being a petty bitch,” I said getting pissed.

  “I'm sorry I called you ugly….”

  “You ain't even say it like you meant it, but I guess I can accept it,” she said walking into the house and slamming the door in our faces.

  “I got an ass whooping with that bitch’s name on it that I'm saving for later!” Camille said mad as hell. Quesha was cracking the fuck up the whole time, which was pissing me the fuck off.

  “Why the fuck you ain't help more, bitch?” I asked Quesha.

  “Girl, don't come for me, I wasn't even around when y’all did whatever y'all did, so don't be puttin’ me in that BS,” she snapped.

  “Ain't nobody say you was around, I'm just saying all you did was stand there laughing.”

  “Man, that damn girl was funny as hell wit her ratchet ass, I wouldn't mind hanging with the hoe.”

  “You get on my nerves,” I said ignoring her for the rest of the ride. When we pulled up to Best Western, we rode around looking for her car. When we finally spotted it, we hopped out to knock.

  “Who is it?” Shante asked. It felt so good to hear her voice.

  “Housekeeping,” Quesha said disguising her voice. As soon as Shante opened the door, the three of us rushed in and got the shock of our lives.

  “What the fuck y’all doing here!” she snapped.

  “You're pregnant?” I said completely thrown off.

  “I just found out, but why are y’all here?”

  “Damn I'm sorry, I miss my best friend. You really think I would maliciously keep some shit like that from you? I thought I was helping!” Camille said as tears poured from her eyes.

  “I miss my sister and the kids miss their aunt,” I said crying as well.

  “Well, I ain't even did shit to you and ya pregnant ass been ignoring my phone calls and shit too!” Quesha said causing us all to laugh.

  “I'm sorry boo, I guess I was and still am mad at the world.”

  “So you forgive us?” I asked.

  “Yes, I forgive y’all,” she said hugging us.

  “So, how far along are you?”

  “I'm five months.”

  “Damn, Shante, don't you think ya baby dad need to know this shit?”

  “Man, fuck Kasan’s bitch ass, he can't be trusted.”

  “Why, because he lied? But so did we,” I said.

  “Naw, he did something way worse than y’all.”

  “Damn, I didn't know, all I know is that everybody looking for you and Mama Betty said she gonna whoop ya ass,” I said laughing.

  “Oh shit, she gonna kill me when she find out I'm pregnant,” Shante said.

  “So what you gonna do, boo?”

  “I guess it's time to come out of hiding. I’ma go back to my old apartment.”

  “A’ight, well pack ya shit, we’ll follow you to your apartment!” Quesha said rolling her eyes.

  “Damn, I feel like I'm under arrest and shit,” Shante said laughing.

  “Uh-huh bitch, you can't be trusted to stay put, so I’ma keep my eyes on you,” Quesha replied.

  After talking and crying a little more, Shante checked out of the motel and we were ready to go. Quesha wasn't playing, we followed Shante to her apartment. When we got to her house we continued our conversation.

  “So, how you five months and just finding out?” Camille asked.

  “Girl I don't even know. I knew I was pregnant, just not this far along,” she said honestly as tears fell from her eyes.

  “Why you crying?”

  “Man, Kasan hurt me so bad, he really chose Keisha’s hoe ass over me,” she said through tears.

  “It’s okay. Obviously he realizes he made a mistake which is why he is searching for you, and he doesn't even know you're pregnant,” I said while rubbing her stomach.

  “Man, fuck him and that ugly ass baby!”Camille said.

  “Uh-huh bitch, you don't be talkin’ ‘bout nobody kids!” Shante said with an attitude.

  “Man, that baby ugly as hell. Y’all bitches was thinking it, but I said it. Oh well.”

  “You going to hell bitch, you can't be talking about no innocent babies and shit,” I said shaking my head.

  “Whatever. Well fuck him and fuck Keisha’s ole’ dirty, infested pussy having ass!”

  “Well, I’ll drink to that shit!” I said throwing back a shot of berry Amsterdam.

  Chapter Five (Shante)

  It felt good to be around my girls. I was lonely as hell in that motel room and as much as I loved my cousin Tanisha, she was ratchet as hell. I watched as Quesha, Shana and Camille slept on my couch. They got drunk as hell tonight, but I had a lot of fun. I was sober and hungry as hell, so I grabbed my car keys, threw on my shoes and headed to McDonald’s. When I pulled in I noticed the drive-thru was packed as hell and I was too damn hungry to wait. I parked the car and walked into the McDonalds.

  “Hi, can I get a number one large, a six-piece nugget and a Mcflurry,” I said to the chick behind the counter. After paying her I got my receipt and waited for my food.

  “Shante!” I heard someone yell from behind me. When I turned around I was face to face with Kasan and he was staring at my stomach. I just wanted to slap the shit out of him and take off running.

  “What?” I said with an attitude, but I couldn't help but notice how sexy he looked. It was fall so he was looking good as hell in his pea coat and Timbs.

  “You're pregnant?” he said in shock.

  “Get out my face, nigga!”

  “Yo, how you just gonna disappear like that, I been looking all over for you?” he said trying pull my arm.

  “Well, you wasn't
looking hard enough ‘cause here I am!” I said smartly, yanking my arm out of his hand.

  “You could’ve at least let a nigga know he was gonna be a dad and shit.”

  “From what I heard, you already a dad,” I said. He couldn't even look me in my face after I said it.

  “It ain't like that, Tae baby.”

  “Nigga please, it’s exactly like that. You playing daddy to that bitch’s baby!”

  “A nigga fucked up, I can admit that, but you know I love you.”

  “I can't trust you with my heart and I can't trust you with my child, it’s your fault our baby died!” I snapped.

  “How was I supposed to know the bitch was crazy!”

  “Fuck you mean, nigga? You made her crazy! You wanna be playing games with that bitch’s heart, fucking with her when you knew you were in love with me!” I screamed. I guess what I said had sunk in because he stood there looking like a lost dog.

  “So you saying I can't be in my seed life?” he asked with a crazy ass look in his eyes.

  “That's exactly what I'm saying!” I yelled.

  Looking around, I realized we had an audience as we made a fool of ourselves in the middle of McDonald’s. I could give zero fucks as I grabbed my food and walked out without a care in the world. When I got inside my car I couldn't control the scream that left my mouth. Damn Kasan for being so fucking stupid and damn him for not loving me enough to choose me yet again. Damn myself for loving him so much, damn myself for having the urge to hug and kiss him even after all the shit he put me through. As I sat in the car trying to get myself together, I wasn't surprised when he hopped in the passenger side.

  “So, you was just gonna leave?”

  “Kasan, I can't do this with you!”

  “Man, you ain't just gonna end shit!” he said punching my dashboard.

  “I ain't end nothing, you did when you chose her over me and our baby.”

  “I knew what I needed to do, but when I went to the house she was gone.”

  “If she gone how the fuck you get her baby?”

  “When I got home the baby was on the porch.”

  “What kind of fucking mom leaves their child on somebody's porch?” I said shaking my head.