Baby Mama From Hell 2

by Rikenya Hunter

  “Well, you’ve said enough,” said Quan joking.

  We all belted n laughter, changed the subject and ate our food. I chopped it up a few more hours with them and left with their advice on my mind.

  *

  Well damn, I wanted to give Kimora some space, but it had been three days since we saw Gabriela at The Melting Pot. Tension had been so thick around the house with Kimora and me. She never was home and when she was, she barely speaks to me. It was like she was avoiding me. Graduation was this weekend and I was hoping Kimora was coming home to come with me to celebrate and cheer me on.

  While Kimora was out running around, I decided to go by Gaby’s mother’s house. I tossed on a pair of crisp white shorts with a red and black button up shirt. I slipped on a pair of black Air Forces Ones. I made the drive to Gabriela’s house quickly and to my surprise, she was home. When she opened the door, she looked like I was Publishers Clearing House presenting her with a check for life or some shit. She was excited as hell to see me. It was creepy.

  “Oh my God, Neron, baby what do I owe the pleasure of seeing you today? Come inside,” Gabriela asked, smiling. She was wearing a sleeveless black and aqua V-neck Maxi dress. Her hair was tied into a messy ponytail.

  “Cut the bullshit, Gabriela! There’s no damn way I’m coming inside your shit,” I said teed off.

  I looked passed her and all eyes were on me. I forgot about the possibility of her brothers being home. All three of her little brothers came outside the front door and greeted me. They were cool and I still had love for them, but if only they knew how crazy their sister was.

  “Boys, go back inside please,” Gaby asked them.

  One by one, they filed into the house, but not before Jose gave me some dap. Gabriela then smiled as she closed the front door behind her and we stood outside.

  “What sick game are you playing?” I asked, seething with anger.

  “This isn’t a game. I love you, Neron. I can’t just forget about you. I can’t just let you go. I figured if I trapped you, you would love me and treat me how you did when I was pregnant with Mia,” she replied, looking like a lost puppy.

  “Do you hear yourself? You sound crazy as hell. I’ve moved on and from what I saw the other day, so have you,” I replied.

  “I tried to move on, but he isn’t you. We only hung out twice and no, nothing happened between us if that’s what you’re thinking,” Gabriela said.

  “I don’t give a fuck what happened between y’all. You’re not my woman and you never will be again.”

  Gaby immediately started crying. She knew I used to be a sucker for her when she cried because she looked so cute, but those days were over.

  “Take this test,” I said passing her a pregnancy test box.

  “Are you serious,” she asked, sniffling.

  I twisted up my mouth and gave her an expression that suggested I was indeed serious. She took the hint, sucked her teeth and walked inside the house, leaving the front door open. I guess she thought I was coming in behind her, but she had me messed up if she thought that was going to happen.

  I patiently stood outside, waiting for her to return with my back and right foot against the concrete wall. This test could change my life. I never thought I would be back in this predicament with Gabriela. It was fucked up that our daughter had passed away, but I had moved on and now she had slithered her unstable creepy ass back into my life and could possibly be pregnant with my kid, again. Man, this shit was crazy. I blew air out of my lips as I thought of all the drama she had been putting Kimora and me through.

  Within two minutes, she was back outside. She passed me the pregnancy test and like she had stated, she was certainly pregnant. I wanted to chop her ass in the throat.

  “I have an appointment next week. It’s the first one so we would get to hear the heartbeat and find out the due date,” she beamed. “Would you like to go with me?”

  “Fuck no! That’s definitely not going to happen. I just needed to know if you were pregnant. That’s it! I want a DNA test once the baby is born. Don’t call me, email me, Facebook message me, come by my house, or stalk me. I want nothing to do with you until after this baby is born,” I said adamantly, looking her straight in the eyes.

  “Fine.”

  “I mean it Gabriela. I’m not playing. I’ve had enough of you,” I said, raising my voice and quickly calming down since I remembered her brothers were home.

  She didn’t say another word as she just stared at me. I took that as my queue to leave. She made that way too easy, so I knew she had some shit up her sleeve. I was ready for her ass because I’ll be damned if she ruins my life.

  *

  After I had left Gabriela’s house, I went to get tested. I meant it when I said I was going to do everything in my power to get Kimora to trust me again. I was nervous as hell getting my blood taken. I prayed Gabriela didn’t give me some shit that couldn’t be cured. The nurse assured me that my results would be ready before the weekend and that they would call me if something were wrong.

  Once I left the clinic, I decided to call Kimora. Every time I called her, she never answered, but to my amazement, this time she did.

  “Hello,” she answered, sounding sad and defeated.

  “I just wanted to call and see how your day was going. I just left the clinic. I get my results in a few days,” I replied.

  “That’s good. I appreciate you going to do that for me,” she said.

  “No problem. Well, um, would you like to meet up and maybe go to dinner? Are you still coming to my graduation this weekend,” I asked.

  “I’m still coming, Neron, but I’m not ready to be out on a date with you right now. You’re lucky I’m even attending your graduation,” she responded bluntly.

  “Okay. I understand. Thank you. Well, I guess I’ll see you at home. I love you,” I said truthfully.

  “Yeah, okay,” she countered and hung up.

  I sighed. It was going to be hard to have her trust me again, but I’m willing to do whatever it takes.

  Chapter 13

  Kimora

  I just hung up with Neron and was sitting at a red light. I would leave the house every day just to get away from the tension between him and me. I decided I was going to watch what was on the memory card that Gaby tossed at me.

  Beep! Beep! I looked in my rearview mirror and sucked my teeth. The light was barely green for one second. I hated when someone blew the horn exactly when the light changed. When people do that, I really want to get out of my car, sit on my hood and feed birds for an hour to piss them off. Instead, I pressed on the gas pedal and drove with no destination.

  I pulled into a Wal-Mart parking lot and decided to just sit here and get my thoughts together. I inserted the memory card into my phone and my hands trembled as I pressed play. I sat there watching Gaby sneak into our home to suck and fuck my man. I couldn’t even finish it. It disgusted me when I heard Neron say my name, thinking it was me. I felt a sense of relief knowing Neron was telling the truth because clearly in the video, he was knocked out cold and had no idea what was going on.

  Now, you’re probably wondering why I’m fighting so hard for this relationship, but I love him. He’s my first and only love. I never stopped loving him, even when we broke up. He’s not beating or cheating on me. He comes from a great home and he’s good to me. He’s responsible and has a good head on his shoulders. He’s about to graduate from barber school and has held a goal of opening up his own barbershop since he was a little boy. Not to mention, he’s a beast in the bedroom.

  I told myself that I was never going to be the type of woman that fought over a man, but if Gaby thought she was going to steal my man and break up our relationship, she had another thing coming. I wasn’t going anywhere and if I caught her ass near my man or my house again, I would beat her ass. Pregnant or not!

  Immediately I went home and ordered a new bedroom set from off the Internet. If things were going to get back to normal, then the bed had to go.
Even though I only needed a new bed, I couldn’t resist the cute bedroom set that offered a matching dresser, chest and two end tables that were on sale.

  As I finished ordering our new bedroom set, I decided to tidy up the house. After cleaning, I ordered Chinese food. I just wanted to sit home with my man and enjoy his company. I felt bad ignoring him these past few days, but I really needed to get my mind right so I wouldn’t say something I didn’t mean.

  I heard the front door open just as I coming out the shower. I walked into the living room, making sure it wasn’t crazy ass running through my house. I smiled when I saw that it was my Neron.

  “Hey,” he said.

  “Hey,” I replied slightly smiling.

  “Are you alright?” He asked as he hung his keys on the key rack.

  “Yeah. I ordered us a new bedroom set and some Chinese. The food should be here in about thirty-five minutes. So, where’d you go?”

  “I hung out at Quan’s hours for a few hours. You know Mama Pam fed me,” he replied patting his stomach.

  “Oh, okay. That’s cool. Um, I watched the tape,” I said staring at him directly in the eyes.

  “Why though baby? What did you get outta doing that?” He asked with his face screwed up.

  “I just had to see. I’m sorry that I didn’t believe you,” I said walking up to him.

  “It’s alright. I would’ve acted the same, probably even worse if I were in your shoes,” he said pulling me towards him and unraveling my coffee colored towel.

  My towel fell to the floor and he immediately grabbed my breasts. He lowered his head and licked my nipples as if he was eating an ice-cream cone. He twirled his tongue around my nipple rings and his touch quickly sent chills up and down my body. I watched him swiftly unbuckle his belt, button and unzip his jeans. Neron scooped me up into his arms and pushed my body against the cold wall.

  “Shitttt, that’s cold,” I mumbled.

  I wrapped my legs around his waist, interlocked my fingers behind his head and effortlessly, he slid into home base.

  “You feel this dick?” He whispered in my ear, not moving, just letting his meat throb inside me.

  “Yessssss, I feel it,” I replied, panting.

  “This is all yours. Ain’t another woman on this earth gone ever have it! You hear me,” he replied as he pressed his lips against mine.

  All I could do was nod my head yes because he had my lips in a tranquil state. He pulled his dick out, slid it back in, pulled out and slid back in again. The shit felt amazing!

  He then began to thrust and stroke me like a porn star. It felt so good that I started matching his rhythm and fucked him back as I began to grind on his meat. I grabbed his ass cheeks, pulling him deeper into me.

  “Damn, gurl, I love your ass,” whispered Neron in my ear as he grunted.

  “Fuckkk! I love you tooooooo,” I moaned as we enjoyed each other’s bodies.

  By the time we were done, I was forced to soak my body in a hot bath because I was so sore from the fuck session we had for the last two hours.

  *

  A few days had passed and things were slowly returning to normal. Since Neron was innocent, after we received our new bedroom set, I moved back into the bedroom. He received his STD and HIV results and everything was normal and negative. It was a huge relief to know that her psycho ass hadn’t compromised our health.

  *

  Neron graduated from Barber school yesterday. I was so proud of Neron. It was nice to see him so happy with everything that had been going on. After the ceremony, his parents presented him with a check for ten thousand dollars as a graduation gift to get his barbershop set up. Combined with the money he had saved from when he was working during high school, he had a nice amount put away in the bank. All he was waiting on was the approval of his bank loan.

  Neron’s father, a detective who looked identical to the singer Miguel, urged him to get a restraining order. I had accidently mentioned what was going on with Gabriela during his ceremony dinner and his parents were floored. His mother, Lisa, was hysterical. She was always dramatic about anything though. His father, Malik, mentioned how he handles many causes of fatal attraction and Gaby shouldn’t be taken lightly, but Neron insisted that he didn’t need a restraining order enforced. He said it made him look like a wimp because what man gets a restraining order out on a woman. We didn’t argue with him about his decision because, for the most part, Gabriela hadn’t contacted us in any form since our restaurant run in. Also, Neron didn’t want the possible mother of his second child, to be in jail or on papers. His father assured him though, that if he heard about Gabriela coming out of pocket again, he was going to make sure she was thrown in jail for some serious charges, with or without Neron’s consent. Things were finally looking up for us and all we needed was the DNA test to come back showing that he wasn’t the father and we could really move on from this.

  *

  While Neron was out finalizing some things with his shop, I decided to cook him a nice dinner. He’s been working so hard and I just wanted to reward him for all his hard work. I was in a great mood since I just got back from being pampered. I had got my eyebrows waxed, a manicure and pedicure. I even stopped by the salon and got the red rinsed out of my natural Tracee Ellis Ross type hair.

  I was prancing around the kitchen as I put the food on plates. We were having steak, loaded baked potatoes and peas. On the middle of our dining room table, I had a bottle of champagne chilling in an ice bucket. On the side of the ice bucket were two lit candles and among the rest of the table were scattered pink and red roses. Everything was exactly how I wanted it to be. My lips curled into a smile as I heard the keys jiggling in the front door. I quickly stood in front of the door with a sexy red seamless chemise.

  “Damn gurl,” said Neron as he entered our apartment.

  “I just wanted to do something special for you. Things are looking up for us and I just wanted to show you how much I love you and how hard I ride for us,” I said slowly strolling towards him.

  Neron dropped the keys on the floor as I pushed him roughly against the wall. Our bodies were pressed together like peanut butter and jelly. I leaned in and kissed his warm and soft lips and they felt like heaven against mine. He grabbed a lock of my hair and held on for dear life as he inserted his tongue into my welcoming mouth. My emotions were like fireworks. Neron grabbed a handful of my ass as we broke our kiss. I looked up into his eyes as they stared back into mine.

  “I love you,” he said whispering the magical three words that I loved to hear so much.

  “I love you more,” I said pulling away from him and grabbing his hand. I led him towards our dining room table and he instantly smiled.

  “Damn! Everything looks good,” Neron said as he pulled out my chair.

  “Thanks,” I replied.

  We bowed our heads and said grace. Neron dug into the food like I knew he would. He loved my cooking.

  “Baby, why aren’t you eating?” Neron asked.

  “Umm, you see the size of the peas?”

  “Um, yeahhh! I’m eating them, how can I not?” He replied, grinning and looking confused.

  “Well, Um, that’s how big your baby is right now,” I respond nervously.

  Neron dropped his fork and it clanked against the glass plate. He grabbed a linen napkin and wiped his mouth. I had found out I was pregnant a few days ago. I was slightly over six weeks and I was nervous to tell him with everything going on with Kimora.

  My heart was thumping as I watched Neron get up and walked towards me. I couldn’t read his emotions. He walked over towards me and got on bended knee. He grabbed my hand and that’s when I noticed a few tears slipped from his eye. Oh goodness, he’s crying. The sight of him crying before me melted my heart and made me fall in love with him even more. I didn’t even know that was possible. I truly loved this man before me.

  “Kimora, baby, you have no idea how happy I am to hear this news. Girl, I love you so much and you’re about to gi
ve me a baby. Man, this is the happiest moment I’ve had in a long time,” he said kissing the back of my hand and gently pulling me to stand on my feet. He hugged me as he said “thank you” over and over. I started to cry with him. I didn’t expect him to take the news so well.

  “I thought you would be mad,” I mumbled.

  “Why would I be?” He asked.

  “Because of Gabriela,” I responded.

  “I know things are crazy right now, but never would I be mad at you carrying my baby. I’m going to be with you for the rest of my life. This is great Mora,” said Neron as he lightly grabbed my chin and pecked my lips.

  Needless to say, we didn’t get to finish dinner because Neron made love to me all night long. It’s a good thing I was already pregnant because if I weren’t, after tonight, I definitely would’ve been.

  Chapter 14

  Neron

  My barbershop, The Fade Shop, was set to have its grand opening in a few weeks. I had got approved for a loan and found a location right away. The grand opening was going to be everything because I was going to have a live DJ, giveaways and a few local celebrities like the comedian, Lil Duval stopped through. Things were going to be all the way live.

  I had hired six of the sickest barbers Jacksonville had to offer. They were beasts with the clippers. I even had a female barber on my team. Opening up this barbershop was a dream come true. Plus, I needed some money to start coming in since Kimora was now eight in a half months pregnant! We’ve decided not to find out the sex. It was her wish, so I went along with it. She’s due a few weeks apart from Gabriela. I’m not going to lie; it caught me by surprise when she told me that she was pregnant.

  It had been hard to even fully enjoy her pregnancy and be happy because I was about to possibly have two newborns at the same damn time. Now, don’t get me wrong, I was thrilled about becoming a father again, but I was worried how all of this was going to play out with Gabriela. Speaking of her, I hadn’t heard anything from her, surprisingly. She hadn’t reached out to me at all and I’d been relieved, not hearing from her.