Forbidden Fruit

by Nika Michelle

  "You can't imagine how a nigga feel about you," he whispered playing in my hair.

  "Why don't you tell me then papi."

  "I love you so fuckin' much baby doll. I promised you from day one that I'd take care of you. I told you that you ain't gotta want for shit, and I meant that. As long as you stay faithful to me that shit won't change. I don't ever wanna hear no shit 'bout you fuckin' 'round wit' some lame ass nigga. Don't give me a reason to kill a mufucka. You hear me?'

  "Yeah, I hear you baby," I said snuggling up closer to his warm body. I knew that he'd be leaving soon and not getting back until late night. I loved him so much. "I love you too."

  Chapter 4

  It was about eleven o' clock on a Friday night and Ablo hadn't been home since Thursday morning.

  "Where the fuck he at!" I yelled throwing my cell phone on the bed. He had his phone turned off and I knew he was laid up with some bitch. I dialed his sister's number. She lived in Stone Mountain with her husband and two kids. She sometimes knew where he was and she never hesitated to tell on his ass.

  "Hello," she said sounding like she was asleep.

  "Sorry Lia, but have you heard from your brother?" I asked.

  "Nope. He missin' again?"

  "You know how he do," I sighed.

  "Yanna, you know how he is. He probably laid up wit' some lil' chicken head. You know that shit, but you love him, so you stay wit' him," she said bluntly. That’s just how she was. She just didn't sugar coat shit and I couldn't get mad because she was right.

  "And you know how I am. I'm 'bout to fuck him and that bitch up! You know I'll find his ass," I said angrily.

  "Do what you gotta do Yanna. You a grown ass woman," she said.

  After we hung up I called Shamira and Princess. Thirty minutes later we were four deep in Shamira's 2002 silver Montero Sport. We scooped Maya up too. Now my sister was the total opposite of Princess. She was a ride or die bitch. After I called her she insisted on coming. Vernice picked Lex up and it was on. She was looking for Mel too. All I know is that I was ready to stump a hole in something or somebody. We had steel baseball bats, and razors hidden in our mouths as well as other discreet places. I had an idea where Diablo was.

  "Turn right there!" I yelled. "That bitch Carmen live over here. I had heard rumors 'bout him riding 'round wit' that bitch and shit! I'm goin fuck his ass up! I'm goin' get that bitch too! Ya'll know that mufucka trained me to be a soldier. How he goin' fuck wit' me? He must got me twisted or sumthin'. Like he don't fuckin' know I'm goin' fuck him and that bitch up. He know I'm a crazy bitch. And that Carmen bitch goin' catch it. I got some shit for his dirty ass!" I yelled angrily.

  My girls just listened quietly. It wasn't the first time we'd jumped in the Montero and went on the nigga search.

  "Uhh huh, uh huh. There go that nigga! There he go, right there!" I yelled.

  Mira stopped the SUV a few yards away. Diablo was standing outside talking to who I assumed was Carmen.

  "Oh, that mufucka dirty," I said rocking back and forth. I tended to do that when I was upset.

  "I'm gon' run up on them. If the bitch wanna throw hands one on one that's fine. If some of her bitches run up and try and jump in it it's on. A'ight?"

  They nodded in agreement. "We got you," Maya said.

  I got out and started going off. "Ablo! Ablo!" I yelled. "Diablo! I know your triflin’ ass hear me!”

  He looked up and acted like he didn’t recognize me until I got closer.

  "Don't look surprised nigga! It's your girl. Remember me? Or did she know that?" I asked.

  "Ah shit! Chill out Yanna I..." he started.

  I cut him off. "Chill out? What? So you been wit' her Ablo? You been wit' this bitch all night?" I looked her up and down challenging her to say something.

  He reached out for me. I gave him one of my “don't fuck wit' me” looks and he backed away.

  "You underestimate me Diablo! That's your fuckin' problem! You know I'll fuck you up! You know it! You want her Ablo?" I asked.

  "Hell yeah he do bitch," Miss Carmen finally spoke up. She was a decent looking Puerto Rican girl, but she wasn't as fine as me.

  Ablo looked at me and then at Carmen.

  "What bitch!" I yelled about to punch the bitch in the mouth. Diablo grabbed me, and then people began to gather around. My girls were standing by the Montero.

  "Let me go Ablo! Why don't you want me to beat the bitch's ass?!" I asked. "Why the fuck you protectin' her huh?!"

  "Yeah, let the bitch go!" Carmen yelled.

  "You just talkin' shit 'cause you know he won't let me whoop your ass bitch!" I yelled. "Answer my question Diablo! You want her? If you do you can go nigga! I'm tired of your fuckin' bullshit anyway!" I yelled.

  "Look baby, calm down. You my woman and you know that. You know what this shit is," he said still holding on to me.

  “Oh, okay Ablo. It's like that? What about all that shit you told me?" Carmen asked with her hands on her hips.

  "Yeah, what about that shit Ablo?" I asked with much attitude.

  "Shit! It was bullshit," he admitted.

  "It don't matter nigga! I'm still through wit' your triflin' ass!" I yelled trying to get away from him. I still wanted to punch that Carmen bitch in the face.

  "It was bullshit nigga? I oughta fuck your Scarface wannabe ass up!" Carmen yelled throwing in a few Spanish insults.

  I flipped it on her ass.

  "Bitch! Don't talk shit to my mufuckin' man! I’ll light your mufuckin' ass up out here! You better play your position bitch! You just got fucked so don't get the shit twisted! I'm the only bitch who can fuss at that mufucka! I don't play 'bout what's mine!" I was all up in her face. Diablo had let me go. "I got my girls wit' me bitch! All I gotta do is say the word and you won't know what the fuck hit your ass. You goin' think I'm Scarface bitch, 'cause I’m the baddest bitch in these streets!" I flicked the razor out of my mouth. "I got a little friend for your ass."

  Carmen backed up. "Fuck you!" She yelled holding on to her last ounce of dignity.

  I could beat that bitch fair and square, but I wanted to fuck with her. Before I could throw one punch Diablo grabbed me again.

  "C'mon Yanna!" He yelled pulling me.

  "Bitch, if I ever catch you 'round my man again I'm goin' shred your fuckin' face! He'll be the last nigga to touch your ass! Don't fuck wit' me! Ablo ain't goin' always be around. I'm goin' catch you by yourself bitch. Don't act all scared then."

  Diablo led me to his Mercedes. He pushed me against the car.

  "Calm your crazy ass down!" He yelled squeezing my hand so I'd drop the razor. "Baby, let the razor go," he said calmly.

  "Fuck you Ablo! How you goin' leave me to stay wit' that bitch! What the fuck can she do that I can't?" I asked with my finger in his face.

  I was making a scene, but I didn't give a damn. He finally got the razor from my grasp. That's when I slapped the shit out of him.

  "Owww," he grimaced and grabbed my arms. "Damn Yanna! That shit hurt!"

  "What the fuck you know about hurtin' nigga? Huh? It hurt when you didn't come home last night! I told you over and over again not to fuck wit' me! Will you ever fuckin' learn Ablo?" I asked.

  "I'm sorry Yanna. She was just some easy pussy," he said trying to hug me.

  "I can't believe you!" I punched him in the chest and pushed him away. "That supposed to make the shit a'ight? You tired Diablo! You keep doin' the same shit over and over again! Shit don't change wit' you 'cause you tired! Easy pussy? How much easier can my shit get? You just a sorry son of a bitch!" I went off on him and smacked him upside his head.

  "You wanna be wit' her Ablo, then do your "thang thang" nucca! You know what

  mufucka? I'm goin' get mine on too! Believe that mufucka! All the shit you taught me I'm goin' do to another mufucka! I'm goin' turn that shit around on you and show you how the fuck it feel!" Tears were falling and I was out of control.

  "Fuck that bitch! I don't want her! And don't threaten me Ya
nna! Don't make me fuck you up! Talkin' bout doin' your mufuckin' thang! Don't get fucked up out this bitch!" He yelled. He had never hit me. He didn't believe in hitting on women. He wasn't crazy enough to hit me anyway. He knew I’d cut his ass with no hesitation.

  "Get fucked up? You goin' beat my ass?" I broke out laughing. "You ain't as crazy as you think."

  "C'mon baby, it's over. I'm done wit' her. Go tell your lil' home girls bye and get in the car and lets go home," Diablo said tired of the scene I'd created. "You out here tryin' to shine on a nigga. I got a rep to uphold lil’ ma, and you killin' my shit. I'm through wit' her. You ain't never gotta stress 'bout that shit right there."

  "Oh, so you think it's that easy huh? Well guess what baby. I don't want you no more. Hear it and understand it. You through wit' her, but it'll be another bitch. It always is wit' you Ablo. You can't be faithful to me and you know it. I'm tryin' to keep from cuttin' your triflin' ass. I hate you!" I yelled throwing punches.

  He held on to me blocking as many punches as he could. He pulled me into his arms as I sobbed.

  "I hate you Ablo. Why can't you keep your fuckin' dick in your pants? I fuckin' hate you."

  "I love you though baby. I don't mean to be grimy baby. I'm through wit' that bitch Yanna. Fuck her. Fuck all them hoes. It's me and you. You wifee boo, and you need to recognize that shit."

  I pulled away and stared at him. "You so full of shit Ablo! I know the fuckin' game so don't try and play me! I don't want you no more, and I hate you!"

  I walked toward the Montero.

  "Yanna!" he grabbed my arm. "You don't mean that. Just forgive me baby." He flashed me a cocky grin.

  "Fuck you Ablo!" I yelled wiping the tears from my eyes.

  "I do everything for you. What the fuck you goin' do wit' out me?" He asked.

  "Keep livin' nigga. What the fuck you think," I said and got in the Montero with my girls.

  We pulled off and searched for Mel. After an hour we gave up.

  "Fuck it," Maya sighed. "It's all good."

  "Don't worry 'bout that boo," I said rubbing my sister's back.

  "Can niggas just learn how to fuckin' act right?" Shamira asked.

  "No, 'cause they all fuckin' worthless as hell. Money and dick. That's all they good for. That's why you'll never catch me being faithful to some sorry ass nigga. Shit, I play them fools before they can play me...okay." Princess had to put her two cents in.

  "Well I'm goin' crash at Maya's. I can't even stand the thought of bein' in the same space as that sorry ass mufucka!" I said with a pout on my face. “He been' blowin' my phone up ever since we left."

  "Bitch stop frontin'. You know you wanna check your voicemail!" Princess said laughing. We'd smoked a much needed blunt after we blew up the spot on Ablo.

  Shamira and Maya laughed too.

  "Fuck ya'll," I giggled. "That's why before I left I went into his safe and took 'bout twenty g's. I took a pound of that shit he got from Hex too"

  "Damn, that's that killa," Princess said. "Ablo goin' be pissed at you. You should've took some more. Since he already goin' be pissed at you anyway."

  "Ablo don't put much money in the safe at the crib. I didn't want him to notice that I'd scraped some off the top, and that's all the weed he had layin' around. Shut up P. I bet you smoke some."

  "You know it bitch."

  "Shit, roll up big sis. I need to get fucked up," Maya said sadly.

  I could tell that something was bothering her, and it wasn't just Mel. For one thing, Maya only smoked when she was upset or bothered by something. She said that weed kept her from hurting somebody. I felt her on that.

  We smoked two more blunts and then called it a night. I was high as hell as I walked with Maya to her place in silence. Once we were inside I was ready to talk."

  "What's wrong Maya? And don't give me some bullshit about you bein' tired. I can tell something's botherin' you."

  "I'm straight Yanna. It's just that Mel's been actin' all different lately. He's cheatin' and I know it, but I can't prove it," she said slumping down on the sofa.

  "Maya, all men cheat. You don't need to see it to know it. Shit, most of the time they give the shit away. That shit Ablo pulled tonight been goin' on forever. It's up to me to take it, but I'm tired of takin' it now Maya. It's up to you whether you goin' take it or not," I said. "I mean Ablo is good in ways. He take care of me and he loves me to death, but he fucks other bitches. I don't really give a shit 'bout that, 'cause I know I'm his main bitch. I just don't like when he disrespect me in the process. I ain't stupid though. I been stackin' my paper over the years, just in case the day came when I couldn't take his shit no more. Whenever he'd give me cash I'd bank at least five g's. Shit, I got almost six hundred thousand in a savings account, and the interest is growin' like a mufucka. You got bitches out there who keep takin' bullshit from a nigga 'cause they depend on him and shit. They spend all the money a nigga give them. Not me, shit. I know what's up. I love him though and I take his shit at times because I love him so much. How do you feel about Mel?"

  "I love him Yanna, and I know he loves me. I don't understand it. I do everything he wants and he still cheat. Why do men do the shit they do?" She asked looking at me like I had the answers to all of life's mysteries.

  "I don't know Maya. It's easy to say that they cheat 'cause they men and it's their nature, but to me that's a bunch of bullshit. That's just a fuckin' excuse that men feed us to make us tolerate that shit. Well you know what Maya? Fuck Ablo. If he wanna play games then I got a bag full of 'em. Fuck this faithful bullshit. For what? For him to still run out and cheat on me? Nol, fuck that shit. I can't keep playin' the fool for his ass. I'm gonna show him that two can play the cheatin' game," I laughed wickedly.

  Maya looked at me and grinned. "Bitch please. Ablo'll fuck you and that nigga up."

  "Fuck who up? What Ablo don't know won't hurt his ass. Plus he trust me. He'll never think I'll cheat on him."

  "You trippin' Yanna. I don't know why the fuck you wasted your time tellin' him it's over when you know you goin' take him back," Maya pointed out.

  "Yeah, but I like fuckin' wit' Ablo. I can bribe him and shit. Plus, I love when he begs. It makes me believe in the power of this good pussy. It don't matter how many other bitches he fuck, he still sprung on my shit. He always talkin' 'bout how easy it is for him to just drop them other bitches, but he can't let me go. He just don't want me to fuck another nigga," I said.

  There was a loud knock at the door. "Maya! Maya! I't s Ablo! Open up! I got Mel wit' me!" Diablo yelled.

  "Yeah right Ablo! Mel got a key!" Maya yelled back.

  "Maya, is Yanna in there!?" He asked.

  I shook my head. "Tell him no," I whispered.

  "NO! So go away before I get kicked out 'cause of your loud ass!" Maya yelled.

  "Yanna! Baby, I know you in there! I know I fucked up and baby, I'm sorry!"

  "She ain't here Ablo!"

  "Yanna! Yanna, please don't do this shit baby," he pleaded. "Baby, I love you. Only you!"

  "Look Yanna. You know he ain't goin' leave 'till you talk to him. Now, you need to do that before I end up homeless," she whispered.

  Diablo pounded on the door even harder. "Yanna! Yanna! Open the door!"

  I got up and opened the door. "What?" I asked with an attitude.

  "Baby," Ablo said attempting to kiss me. I turned away. 'Sweat me mufucka', I thought to myself.

  "I thought Carmen was your baby," I said.

  "Let me come in and talk to you."

  "Hell no. You must be deaf Ablo. I told you that it's over nigga, and don't be comin' over here actin' all stupid. This my sister's crib, not mine, so respect her space."

  Maya looked at me. "'Good night Yanna, and please keep it down." She looked at Ablo. "Goodnight Ablo."

  "Goodnight," I said. "See you in the mornin'."