by J Peach
“Why?” They asked in unison.
“Because he’s different. I mean, I’ve never met a dude like him. I don’t know if he’s real or he’s just putting on an act—”
Kim cut me off as she pointed to his car. “How much of an act is he going to play? Do you see this car? I don’t give a fuck how much game a nigga gon’ run, he not about to let a bitch whip this kinda car if she was just a game to him. I mean, I can’t speak on his intentions, but shid, he won my vote when he gave you the keys to this and not a damn bus ticket like Missy said.”
“Who shit is this?” King asked, coming down the driveway with Blaze, Mike, and Leon behind him. “That bitch clean,” he whistled.
“Angel’s new boo. Well, yo boy from the party. Give us the dirt on him,” Peaches told him.
“What dude?” Both King and Blaze said at the same time.
“Parker,” Missy said, cheesing hard as hell.
Both Blaze and King looked at me. “You fuckin’ Parker?” They spoke in unison.
“No,” I lied. They both gave me a once over.
“Damn. That nigga let you whip this?” King asked, looking at the car again.
“Yeah, she fuckin’ that nigga good as hell,” Blaze laughed. “Got that man’s head all fuck’d up,” Blaze and King shook up.
“You know that mothafucka crazy, right?” They spoke in unison again.
The girls and I looked at each other and broke out laughing. “Says the two craziest niggas we know,” I shook my head, not believing they were calling somebody crazy. Even though I laughed, I knew they weren’t lying. Not after I saw him shoot Riel. Based on that, I knew he wasn’t wrapped all the way tight.
“That nigga out loud crazy, my nigga let you know he’s not all the way there in the head. Parker cool peoples, tho’. He don’t fuck around with too many niggas. He’s a, keep to himself type of mothafucka,” Blaze said. “What you do, slip on his shit and snuck out the house?” He gestured at my clothes.
“Nigga, no. He told me I can take it. What the hell I look like taking that man’s car? You just said he was crazy, do you think he’d let me?” I asked him in a duh tone of voice.
He shrugged.
“Do he have a lot of bitches?” Peaches asked them.
“N’all, I never seen him with a bitch personally, but that’s not to say he don’t have none. But shid, Parker straight up so I’m sho if you asked him he’d tell you,” Blaze shrugged. “That mothafucka is clean, tho’.”
“Ain’t it? I want one,” Peaches moaned, looking at Blaze.
He started laughing. “Shid, don’t look at me. I love you, but yo pussy ain’t that good.”
Peaches’ mouth fell opened and we broke out laughing. “Hell n’all!” I leaned against the car cracking the fuck up. “Blaze you real ignorant for that shit,” I shook my head at him before I focused on Peaches. “Peach, you still got some clothes here? I don’t feel like going home.”
Peaches bumped Blaze, rolling her eyes at him. “Yeah, I should have something in the guest room and if I don’t, Ebony should have something you can put on.”
“I’ight. King, I need to talk to you about an apartment or townhouse. I need to move,” I told him while walking up the driveway. “Y’all, get away from my car. And don’t touch it either,” I joked, hitting the alarm.
“Look at this bitch,” Missy laughed at me.
“Shid, see if Parker got a friend who’s whipping like him. I need something new in my life,” Peaches said, looking at Blaze.
Blaze stopped talking to King then and looked at her. “Get fuck’d up. You better take yo nappy headed ass to that new truck I brought yo ass and play with it.”
I looked at Peaches and broke out laughing. “Girl, you gon’ stop playing with that damn fool.”
“Fuck him, he just mad because I wouldn’t give him none,” she whispered to me. “Come on, y’all,” Peaches waved the girls on and led us to the house. Once we got into her room, she closed the door behind us. “Now tell us what the dick was like.”
I started laughing at her. “Yo ass stupid.”
“Bitch, you know you wanna tell us, so stop playing,” Missy laughed.
My eyes rolled up in my head.
“Do he have a baby dick?” Peaches asked.
I burst out laughing. “Hell no! Girl…” I began to tell them about Parker’s stroke game. A part of me felt like shit because I wasn’t telling them the entire truth about how I knew Parker. I wanted to tell them, but I didn’t want them to know how we met and why I’d been keeping him a secret for so long.
“Damn, why I couldn’t meet him first?” Kim groaned.
I shook my head at her. “Bitch, you already complicated. While you playing, he was trying to get his boy Mane to look at you. But shid, yo ass already in a fuck’d up situation,” I shrugged. “Ooh!” I looked at Missy. “Bitch, remember the pic I sent y’all of the pretty dude?” I looked at the girls.
“Yeah, what about him? I was telling Kim that he was sexy as hell and that I would twist the fuck outda his hair,” Missy’s lips purse together.
“Girl, bye. Ain’t nobody thinking about yo ass. You can’t leave Mya long enough to jump back with a nigga,” Kim waved her off before she looked back at me. “Now what about dude?”
I laughed as she checked Missy. “Anyway, bitch, why that ain’t no nigga, but a stud ass bitch? He a little cute thang, ol’ sexy ass bastard. So I tell this nigga I got a girl that’ll love him. I show him a pic of Missy’s ass,” I started laughing. “This nigga like, she’s cute but she ain’t my type. That bitch look crazy. Parker stupid ass gon’ tell him, that’s the chick with the .9mm and big ass knife. Y’all, that nigga had me cracking up,” I finished telling them everything that happened with Parker and I, excluding him killing ol’ dude and me tweaking out.
Peaches laid some clothes out for me on the bed. “Well, you sound like you really like him. I think you shouldn’t hold back and just give it a shot. You don’t know, he just might surprise you,” Peaches patted my leg before she stood up. “I’m about to go make me something to eat,” she rubbed her stomach.
“Me too. I’m hungry as hell. The food probably cold now,” Kim said, getting up with her. “Ang, I agree with Peach on this one. I say go for it. Come on, Peach, I’m hungry,” She laughed, walking out of the room with Peaches.
I looked at Missy. “And what you think?”
She shrugged. “I think you pretty much have your mind set on what you want. But… I’m also wondering what the real deal between you and this dude is. I mean, for a random he’s a little too trusting in you. And the way he seemed to be at King’s party. It just seemed like more to y’all. But you’re grown and entitled to your secrets,” she said as she looked at me. “I’m not gon’ pressure you to tell me. You’re my bitch and I know it must be a reason behind why you’re not telling it all, no judgement. But you know him and what you know about him should make your decision easy,” she told me.
I hated how observant she was sometimes, that’s why I didn’t say anything else to her as I pulled on the light blue shorts Peaches had laid out for me. Once I was dressed, Missy held her hand out for me to take. Locking our fingers together, she pulled me to her.
“You’ll tell me the truth sooner or later. Until then, let’s go eat.” With that, she pulled me out of the room.
I wrapped my arms around her waist with my head on her shoulder as we walked into the living room. “Miss, can you do my hair tomorrow? I think I want a sew in.”
Missy rolled her eyes at me before she smiled. “Yeah, just come down to the shop after school and I’ll hook you up.”
“Thanks, babe.” We walked into the kitchen where everyone else stood around talking and Missy led us to the plates. But before I could grab one, Leon slid in front of us.
“Let me holla at yo girl real quick.” He didn’t wait for either of us to say anything, he simply grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the kitchen.
“Leon, let me go. What the hell is wron
g with you?” I snatched away from him, but he paid it no mind as he grabbed me back and pushed me into the guest room.
“So you just gon’ come over here flaunting yo new nigga shit in my face, tho’?” He stared me down hard.
My face scrunched up in confusion. How was I flaunting anything in his face? “Leon, I didn’t even know you were here. I didn’t know King was having y’all over,” I explained to him. My head shook at him. Things were getting out of hand. Parker was right, I should have ended our thing a long time ago. But given the fact that I was so familiar with him and the fact that I already knew what I was getting myself into when dealing with Leon, my decision to keep things going was easy.
Now, tho, it was time I let him go because I knew myself and from what I was seeing in Leon, I knew we could never be anything serious. It would always only be sex between us, nothing more, nothing less.
“So dude from King’s party is who you was with?” He asked me.
“Leon, that don’t matter. Why would you grab me like that in front of them? This what I meant by you being reckless. You don’t think they’re going to want to know why you’re pulling on me like you’re stupid. That’s going to have them thinking about me and yo chick fighting. Damn,” I pushed him away from me.
“Ain’t nobody gon’ think shit like that and if they do, so what? Shid, I don’t see the point in keeping the secret no more anyway,” he shrugged, coming closer to me.
I took a step back, looking at him like he had lost his mind. “What? You have a whole ass girl that they know about, but you don’t care about them knowing. What sense does that make?” I asked him.
He shrugged again while walking me back into the wall. “Angel, give me a chance and I’ll break this whole thing off with Jennifer. Before you shoot it down, you know I won’t play you like I do her. Just give me a shot,” his hands went to my shorts and he undid the button.
Usually when he gave that speech and started to mess with my jeans, I would be quick to fall into his bullshit. But at that moment I just didn’t. My insides didn’t jump and my pussy didn’t begin to throb like normal. Parker immediately popped into my head. I couldn’t shake what he had done when I started to tweak or the offers he’d made me. Even if he had motives that hadn’t begun to show, it still wouldn’t have changed what he had already done.
I grabbed Leon’s hand and pushed it away, stopping him from pulling my shorts down. “I can’t do this with you no more—”
“Why? Because of that nigga? What, he throw money at you and now you don’t wanna be bothered? Angel, you don’t know that nigga. He don’t want you, that nigga just like everybody else. Baby girl, he using you,” Leon said, pushing up against me again.
I pushed him back and laughed. “It has nothing to do with him or what he has. And maybe he is using me for something. But how does that make him any different from you? Leon, all we do is use each other,” I shook my head at how true my statement was. “Look, we can’t do this no more. This thing we got going on, it’s over.”
“Why, because a new nigga step in and throw money at you? Or is it pills? Weed? Huh?” He reached in his pocket and pulled out a wad of money and threw it in my face. He then took out some baggies and again he smacked me in the face with them. “There you go. That’s what you want, right?”
My mouth parted at what he did. That was beyond disrespectful and his words kind of hurt. That was what I usually got from a nigga I fuck’d with. Coming from my shocked state, I pushed him away from me. “Fuck you, Leon! You gon’ hit me in the face with some money? Nigga you—” I caught my tongue before I said some hurtful, disrespectful shit to him that I couldn’t come back from. “Because I value the friendship we had, I’mma let this slide, but know I’m done fuckin’ with you.”
“Man, fuck you!” Leon suddenly grabbed me by my throat and slammed me into the wall hard. “Fuck you! Yo ass always playing. I don’t know why the fuck I keep trying with yo triflin’ ass when yo ass ain’t shit but a hoe. A pill head ass bitch willing to fuck anything with a buck!” He yelled before he slapped the shit out of me.
Before I could hit him back, he tossed me into the nightstand. My back hit the wooden stand hard, causing the lamp to fall and shatter. The bedroom door flew opened and Missy was the first in the room. Her eyes jumped from me on the floor to Leon.
“Nigga, you done lost yo fuckin’ mind!” Missy ran up on him, swinging.
“What the fuck is y’all doing?” King asked, snatching Missy away from Leon.
“I don’t know, but we about to whoop his ass!” Kim snapped. “Mike, let me the fuck go!” She jerked around in his hold.
“Yo, chill the fuck out,” Mike told her.
Once Peaches entered the room, she ran to me. “You okay?” She helped me up off the floor.
My hand went to my lower back and I stood with a grunt. “You a bitch ass nigga for that shit.” I pushed Peaches from in front of me and punched Leon on the side of his face.
“Hit me again!” Leon made a grab for me. In the process, he knocked Peaches down. Then his fist shot out and he hit me in the mouth before pushing me on the bed.
“Yeah, he’s a bitch. And I’ll cut his bitch ass up! King, put me the fuck down. You wanna hit a bitch, Leon? I’ll fuck you up!” Missy fussed.
“That’s what the fuck I’m saying. Mike, put me down,” Kim snapped, trying just as hard as Missy to get loose.
Blaze pushed Mike and King back, to help Peaches up. “You good?” He asked her.
“Yeah,” she told him.
Blaze then turned to Leon and punched him twice in the face, knocking him to the floor hard. “You better calm yo ass the fuck down, nigga. Yo bitch ass doing too fuckin’ much.” Blaze pushed Peaches behind him. “Peach, move back.” Leon stood up, mugging Blaze hard. “What the fuck you gon’ do?” Blaze asked him.
“Nigga, you don’t want no fuckin’ problem with me,” Leon started to walk up on Blaze.
Blaze smiled and pulled up his jeans, but Peaches jumped in front of Blaze and pushed him back. “Bae, don’t. His punk ass ain’t even worth it.”
“Y’all chill the fuck out!” King snapped, stepping in the middle of everybody with Missy still in his hold. “What the fuck is y’all problem?” King finally looked from me to Leon. “Missy, calm yo hyper ass the fuck down,” he snapped at her.
“Missy, Kim, it’s cool. His punk ass ain’t even worth it,” I told them as my head shook. My thumb wiped at my stinging lip only to feel a slit. I started laughing, finding the whole thing comical. “This shit is crazy. I guess it’s no point in coming up with a lie for this bullshit.” I laughed, looking over at my girls.
I pointed to Leon. “He’s pissed because I don’t wanna fuck with him no more. That’s the big secret he so badly wanted y’all to know,” I told them before looking at him. “Now they know like you wanted them to. And it didn’t change my mind, I’m still done fuckin’ with you.” I bent down and picked up the money he’d thrown at me.
“Of course he pays me to fuck him on a regular. But I guess you’re right, I found someone with deeper pockets to pick into. This little shit here you got—” I lied as I threw it back in his face, “ain’t touching the shit he’s giving me. This don’t put a dent in what he tosses me. So keep yo change and find yoself another money hungry, pill popping hoe that’ll fuck you for this shit.” I snatched my purse up off the bed and walked out the room. “Ol’ childish ass son of a bitch!”
“Angel, hold on!” Missy ran after me.
Once I got outside of King’s house, I slowed down and waited for her to catch up to me.
“You good?” She asked me.
I shrugged. “Yeah, I’m cool. Fuck his childish ass, tho’.”
“I must say I’m surprised to find this out. But you beating up his bitch, that kinda explained a lot.”
“Missy, can we not talk about this right now?” I asked her with a slight attitude.
“Bitch, don’t get funky with me. Didn’t nobody tell y
ou to have no dope ass pussy. The fuck?” She rolled her eyes. “Yo ass got niggas acting crazy over that shit.”
I tried to stare at her with a straight face, but ended up laughing. “Bitch, you stupid. Shut the fuck up.”
She threw her arm around my shoulder and walked me to Parker’s car. “Come on, let’s put some smoke in the air and you can drop me off at home.”
“Where your car at?” I got in the driver’s seat.
“At the shop like always. I’m telling you I need either a nigga or a bitch with some money so I can whip a fresh ass car. I’m tired of my damn car needing to be in the shop every other week and I gotda pay for that shit,” she fussed while flopping back in the seat.
“Miss, yo ass stupid as hell. We gon’ find you somebody with some money.”
“Thank you. I deserve it for real.” She sighed heavily before looking at me. We started laughing. “Pull up at the gas station so I can get a swisher.”
I had to admit, I loved all my bitches, but Missy’s ass was most definitely my fuckin’ rider. She always made sure I was okay.
Chapter 20
Angel
The girls and I sat at Plush Attraction hair salon. After the whole blow out between me and Leon, the girls wanted to meet and talk about what happened. I knew they were going to have their questions on the situation. I really wasn’t ready to have a sit down with them, but there was no way around it. I couldn’t ignore them forever, so I agreed to meet with them. And since Missy had to do my hair at the salon, I figured it would be the perfect place. We could get pretty, talk, and have ourselves a drink while doing so.
The owner of the shop, Yandy, approached us with a friendly smile. “Can I get you ladies a drink?”
“Yes, please! Give me the best thing you have,” I told her.
She shook her head at me and laughed. “Now, Angie, you know I’m not giving your ass nothing strong.” She kissed my cheek and then rolled her eyes at me. She looked at the rest of the girls “I know this day about to be fun. I love it when you ladies come here,” she smiled. “What about the rest of you ladies? Drinks?” Yandy asked Kim, Peach, and Ebony. Missy couldn’t drink since she was working.
