by Tynessa
When Quintez didn’t reply, I looked up at him and he was biting down on his bottom lip with his head thrown back. I guess he could feel my eyes on his because he looked down at me, smiled and placed his hand on the back of my head. I was making all types of slurping sounds due to my mouth being so wet. I was giving Quintez some of the sloppiest head I’d ever given him. Taking his dick out, I slapped it on my tongue before stroking it with my hand, while licking the tip. He’d always loved that since I started giving him head.
Feeling his hand tighten in my head as he pulled my hair, I could feel him trying to yank my head back but I wasn’t budging. It just made me suck harder because I knew his nut was building. His moaning had gotten louder and it was as if he said fuck it, because he was now fucking my mouth and had me wishing I’d just pulled back.
“Ahhh fuck!” Quintez yelled at the same time I felt the warm liquid going down my throat. Once I had it all, and I knew his toes were curled, I stood up. Standing on my tiptoes, I tried to kiss this bastard and he turned his head.
I wanted to ask him what was that about but I tried to make myself believe he did it unintentionally. Pulling his pants up, I was thinking Quintez would’ve taken me to the back room and fucked the shit out of me. At least, that’s what I was hoping.
“I’m late getting my daughter,” he said over his shoulder on his way out the kitchen. He left me standing here with my mouth wide open. To say I was fucking embarrassed would’ve been a damn understatement. If he knew he wasn’t going to fuck me, the muthafucka could’ve stopped me before I even gave his ass some of my best head.
With a shake of my head, I took my mad ass to the bathroom to get dressed and get my day started. I was so fucking pissed at Quintez for leaving me horny I was tempted to go over his house and fuck his ass up. Shaking everything off, I continued to get dressed and once I was done, I left the house.
Chapter 9
Rachel
Pleasant Surprise!
Kacey was really stressing me out and that shit wasn’t good for my baby, at all. Like, storming his disrespectful ass out the house last night instead of admitting he was still in love with that bitch. I was so fucking sick of hearing about him having to be there for that baby. He needed to find another excuse because that one wasn’t cutting it. Like, hello, the baby is dead. Get over the shit already!
Whenever he talks about the child they would’ve shared, I wanted to scream. I remained quiet though because I couldn’t even imagine losing one of mine. I was just sick of hearing about it though. It had been almost a whole ass year since the baby was stillborn, and they were still yapping about it as if it was yesterday.
Kacey was gonna keep messing around chasing that bitch that didn’t want his ass, and be single. I had played the fool once for him, but I refused to do that shit again. He could pack his shit and move to Savannah to be near the hoe, with his dumb ass. I know one muthafuckin thing, he better bring my son home today. I had no clue that he’d even taken Lil’ Kace last night until this morning when I got up and went to check on my baby.
Then the high yellow ass bastard wouldn’t answer the phone but could text me, asking what I want. I swear I hated that man sometimes. Why couldn’t he be in love with me as he was with her? She ain’t even all that damn cute to me.
“Come on, Jazzy-Pooh. Your daddy is out there. Let’s put on your shoes.” I looked at Grisela and smiled. She was a good mother, and really pretty. I just couldn’t for the life of me see why Tez wasn’t with her. They’re on baby number two and this nigga was still playing games with my girl’s heart.
I personally didn’t like his ass, and I think the feeling was mutual. He was too damn cocky, and my hate for him didn’t just start, either. It started at the prison I used to work at. See, I originally had my eyes on Tez. I mean, that man was and still is finer than a muthafucka. Those deep ass dimples and all that chocolate-ness always had a bitch in a daze.
There were many days I’d walk past his cell on some flirty type shit, but the nigga wasn’t budging. I’d even tried to spark up a conversation with his ass but he wasn’t biting it. Finally, I said fuck it and a few weeks later, Kacey and me started fucking. Sadly to say, I fell in love with his ass.
“Daddy,” I looked up to see Tez standing in the doorway. Leaning down, he picked Jazlyn up. They were both standing there smiling with those dimples.
“Here’s her bag. She has a little cold so be sure to give her some Motrin tonight before bed. Please,” Grisela explained as she handed him the bag. I don’t know why I was sitting here with a goofy ass pout while watching them. I envied her at the moment. Hell, Kacey and me lived together but didn’t get along this damn good.
Quintez smacked his lips. “Man, why you didn’t tell me she was sick. I would’ve waited to come get her.”
“Because she will be okay, baby. It’s just a cold. I know she’s in good hands, baby daddy.” Her rubbing her stomach when she said “baby daddy” didn’t go unnoticed.
“Aight, man. Tell yo’ mama you’ll see her later, Jazlyn.” Quintez leaned over so Jazlyn and Grisela could share a kiss. He then hugged Grisela and rubbed her belly.
“Okay papi, you keep on and he’s going to come out looking just like you,” Grisela said with a laugh. She was now rubbing her belly and out of reflex, it caused me to rub mine as well.
“Yea, and I bet you’ll like that, huh? We about to be out. I’ll hit yo’ line when I get ready to bring her back.” Once she said okay and he left out, she looked at me.
Though Tez played a huge part in his daughter’s life and I knew he would do the same once their son was born, my heart went out to Grisela. Being a single parent to an infant and toddler was going to be hard. Hell, Kacey and me may not have gotten along, but him being in the same home as me was going to be a big help. That’s why I’m going so hard to make our relationship work.
“Let me get my purse and I’ll be ready,” I heard Grisela say then she disappeared. She returned momentarily and we left for our lunch date. I loved hanging out with her. I didn’t have any friends and my sister had a life of her own, so we didn’t fuck with each other like that.
“So, where you wanna eat at? I have a taste for some seafood. How does Red Lobster sound?” I suggested. I knew she would be down. Since we’ve become pregnant, this was mostly all we ate when we hung out. Neither one of us would complain when the other suggested it.
“You already know I’m down, mami.” I loved when she got excited or angry because her Spanish accent would be thick.
I was happy there wasn’t a long wait when we got there. I’m guessing because it was still earlier in the day—a little after two to be exact. We were seated immediately.
“So, have you talked to Kace?” Grisela asked me. I smacked and rolled my eyes upwards before giving a long sigh. “I take that as a no. He still tripping over the whole pregnancy thing?”
Yes, I mentioned to Grisela how Kacey acted once I told him I was pregnant for the second time. His ass flipped out on me. Like, this nigga was acting like I’d just told him I’d given him AIDS or some shit with the way he was carrying on. It was so bad that if I weren’t against abortions, I would’ve went and had one.
“Yea, that and the fact that I know he’s still in love with that hoe him and Tez was acting a fool over.” I threw Tez’s name in there because I wasn’t about to be the only one sitting here looking like a fool. I don’t know what this Tan bitch said to those niggas, but they had gone fool over her. “I had even gone through his phone and saw that they’d been texting back and forth and confronted him about it.”
“Wow. Texting her for what? She doesn’t even want Kace, does she?”
“No! She keeps stressing that she don’t want him or Tez and needs to work on herself, but Kacey isn’t letting up. I wouldn’t even be surprised if he’s been to see her. I wanna say that’s probably where he is now, but I’m trying to convince myself that he wouldn’t be crazy enough to take my child to no damn Savannah to see no o
ther bitch.” I was growing angrier by the second just thinking about it.
“I don’t think he’ll do no shit like that. Yeah, y’all goes through whatever, but I don’t think he would take Lil’ Kace there with him, out of respect for you and her.”
“Yeah, let’s just hope he wouldn’t because both of them would regret it!” I said just as the waitress came over. We placed our order and she walked off, leaving us to pick back up on our conversation.
“Well, just don’t do anything to get yourself into any trouble. You have two kids to live for. If he doesn’t wanna be there, then fuck him! Being a single parent isn’t fun but I would rather be one than be with a nigga that’s in love with another woman. You see I’m not with Tez or stressing over his ass. We’re doing good raising Jazlyn with me over here and him way over there,” she pointed across the room as if he was over there. She had a good point but, I was trying to not be that bitter single parent and I know if Kacey and me broke up, that’s exactly what I would be.
“Yeah, I hear you. But everybody ain’t strong like you. I grew up with both my parents in the same house and I want my kids to do the same.”
“But chicka, if Kace doesn’t wanna be there then don’t force him. You can’t force a man to feel something for you that his heart doesn’t. Trust me, I had to learn the hard way. When I tell you I was so gotdamn in love with Tez…” When she said that, she closed her eyes and shook her head before continuing. “I tried to make him love me when I knew his heart was with that other bitch. At the time, I didn’t care because I had convinced myself that if I gave him my all, then he would feel something for me. It didn’t work like that though.”
Opening my mouth, I was about to speak but the waitress came over with our food. When she made sure we had everything, she walked back off and Grisela continued talking.
“I realized that Tez not being in love with me didn’t have shit to do with ol’ girl. When we broke up and she left, we didn’t get back together. Yes, we had sex or whatever, but that’s all there was to it. It didn’t mean shit to Tez and I knew that.”
“But why did you continue to have sex with him? And now, you’re pregnant again by him.” When I said that, she rolled her eyes upwards and rubbed her round belly. “He has to feel something for you if he continued to come back. Plus, y’all have kids together. Tez loves you, he might be scared to admit it.”
“Mami, I’m not saying that Tez doesn’t love me. I believe he does, but he’s not in love with me. There’s a difference and I know for a fact that he’s not. I’m cool with it though. I’ve never been bitter about our break up or nothing. When I had Jazlyn, I knew he had her around his other bitch but I didn’t care because I knew how Tez felt about Tan. All I asked is that he don’t have my baby around different hoes—which I doubt he would ever do that.”
Grisela was a strong woman. She was the type that I wished I could be. I can’t imagine myself letting Kacey take our kids around another bitch. I don’t give a fuck if it’s his wife; my child ain’t being around no other female. Not if I could help it!
“I guess I’ll always be the bitter baby mama. Because I feel if we’re not together then my kids ain’t being round your new bitch and I damn sure wouldn’t have them around no other nigga,” I shrugged, not even caring if she judged me or not. “I wouldn’t stop him from seeing them but it would be on my time and where I say.” I stuffed my mouth with a piece of meat from my fried Lobster as if Grisela wasn’t sitting there just staring at me. I said what I had to say and wasn’t going back on it. I meant every word.
“Wow… You can’t be bitter like that, chicka.” I didn’t even respond back to her. We just sat there and ate our food in silence. Once we were done and had paid the ticket, we rushed to the bathroom.
“Man… I feel so much better now. This damn boy is always sitting on my bladder,” Grisela said as she was walking out the stall. I was already standing at the sink washing my hands.
“Who you telling? Kassidy does the same thing, so believe me, I know the feeling.” We both laughed. Grabbing the paper towel, I dried my hands and then handed her one to do the same. We grabbed our purses and just as I was about to grab the handle, the door swung open and we came face to face with the bitch I hated with a passion. Tan!
Chapter 10
Jay’vion
Up North Secrets!
I stepped off the plane, ready to get this shit over with so I could head back to Atlanta. I didn’t even wanna be up here in this cold ass state in the first place, but since my fiancée was so damn hell bent on these folks being in Keonna’s life, I had no choice but to suck the shit up and hop on the plane with them. I damn sure wasn’t about to let her come alone.
My lil’ mama had been quiet the whole flight, and that was so unlike her. Keonna would talk the horns off a billy goat, so I knew something was up with her. I hoped she didn’t think we were trying to get rid of her because that shit wasn’t going to happen. Muthafuckas would have to go through me to get to her. No, Keonna wasn’t my biological child, but that didn’t stop me from loving her any less. I felt I owed it to her pops to be there for her. Deep in a nigga’s heart, I felt he was trying to tell me to be there for her and plus, if I had any plans on spending the rest of my life with Asia, it included Keonna as well. I had no problem with that because this little girl was my heart. She’s the child I’d always wanted that Asia refused to give me.
“You good, lil’ mama?” I asked Keonna as I picked her up and threw her over my shoulder. She yelled and laughed as she tried to break free. I then tickled her, which made her giggle harder and scream louder.
“Jay, y’all stop. Folks looking and shit,” Asia fussed as she grabbed the two suitcases we brought. She would always fuss about us being too loud whenever we went out. She said we would always embarrass her.
I smacked my lips and put Keonna down. “We can’t ever have no fun. Ain’t that right, Keonna?” I pretended to be hurt by Asia’s action. To be honest, I get a kick out of embarrassing her with me and Keonna’s childishness. I didn’t give a fuck about folks staring at me while playing with my baby girl. Fuck them!
“Yeah, mama. We’re just playing, geesh,” Keonna said. The look Asia gave her had me pulling Asia into my arms. Placing my head into the side of her neck, I whispered into her ear that Keonna didn’t mean nothing by it. She didn’t. Keonna wasn’t a disrespectful child, at all. She was one of the sweetest and Asia knew that, so I don’t even know why she was about to flip on her.
“Aight. She gon’ get her little ass whooped in this airport,” Asia whispered back so that Keonna wouldn’t hear. She did that because she knew damn well she wasn’t going to whoop that girl. Now, getting onto her was one thing, but Asia knew like I knew that she didn’t have it in her to whoop Keonna—Keonna knew it as well.
Letting her go, I grabbed our things out her hand and once she grabbed Keonna’s hand, we walked out and headed for the car that was waiting for us.
“So, what’s the plan? We’re going straight over there or going in the morning?” I looked over at Asia. She was sitting on the passenger side messing around on her phone. Glancing up at me, she looked over her shoulder at Keonna. She was sitting behind me.
“Let’s go now. In case they wanna keep her until morning.” I glanced over at her with a frown. “What?”
“What?” I mocked. “They ain’t keeping her! That’s what.” Those muthafuckas hadn’t called not once to see how she was doing, but here she is talking about, in case they want to spend time with her. I don’t know why Asia’s trying to make those folks do what they obviously don’t wanna do.
“Now, Jay’vion, she’s their granddaughter and regardless if they’d called or not, legally they still have the right to see her. Hell, even take her if they wanted to do that.”
“Well we know that ain’t gon’ happen. They wouldn’t even return a phone call so you know that ain’t trying to keep her.” Just hearing her mention them taking Keonna, caused my blood to boil.<
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The remainder of the ride was a quiet one. Us both lost in our own thoughts. I had connections, so before we hopped on the plane, I found out they still lived in the same spot. A cat named Gambino I did a little business with occasionally, had people up north. I had him to do some digging and he got all the information he could on Ke’unta’s folks. It wasn’t much to tell but I mainly just wanted to know if they still resided in the same place. I wasn’t trying to make this trip for nothing. Gambino even hooked me up with the ride I was in and had a Glock 19 stashed underneath the driver’s seat.
“How you know where they lived?” Asia looked over at me and asked. I had pulled up their address in the GPS system. Me finding out their address was on a need to know basis. I just followed the directions I was told until I’d reach my destination.
Once we pulled up to the nice brick house, I got out. Looking around, I took in the scenery. Ain’t no way I would live up here. I was a down South Georgia nigga that wasn’t leaving Atlanta for shit. Since Keonna was on my side, I opened the back door and got her out. Asia had walked around to our side, so I placed Keonna on her feet so that Asia could take her hand, and they could go on the other side of the car. She didn’t move though. I guess she wanted to wait for me. Reaching under the driver’s seat, I retrieved the Glock and placed it in the small of my back before closing the door.
When I saw that Asia wasn’t moving, I already knew she was about to start tripping. I wasn’t leaving the gun in the car.
“Really Jay?” she grumbled at me. “Is the gun necessary?”
“Sho’ is. Now come on and let’s see what’s up with them.” I placed my hand on the small of her back and gave her a light push. I kept it there as I looked around and escorted her up to the door. I didn’t trust these New York niggas. These muthafuckas were crazy.
