by Tynessa
Chapter 12
Quintez
Man 2 Man!
I walked up out of Asia and Jay’s crib, pissed. I was mad at Tang for coming at me on some bullshit. Who was she to question me about who’s pregnant by me? That wasn’t any of her fucking business! She’s the one that chose to run off and not only that, continued to fuck with Kacey and not me. He’s the one that she needs to be questioning. He’s fucking her, not me. Then the bitch had the nerve to put her hands on me. I swear Keonna saved her. I was just about to yoke the fuck out of her. I didn’t play that hitting shit.
Now, Grisela was a whole other story. I had just gotten to her house and I was about to put my foot all in her ass. Getting out the car, I slammed my door and stormed up the walkway. I guess she had already seen me pull up because when I got to the front door, she was standing there with Jazlyn right behind her.
“Hey, you back to get her already?” she asked me. I had just dropped Jazlyn off to go check on Tang like Asia asked, and told Grisela that I would be right back to get her. Yes, Tang had been around my daughter before but this time, I was glad I’d dropped her off. Honestly, I was hoping I would’ve gotten some of that good head she’d given me yesterday. This time, I wasn’t so sure if I would’ve been able to walk away without getting some of that good pussy she had to offer.
The other day, I just didn’t want to get caught up. It fucked me up knowing she’d let Kacey not only go see her, but the nigga smashed too. But let her tell it, she had no love for him. Yeah, right!
“So, that’s my baby?” I asked as I pointed at her swollen belly. I walked straight to the couch and took a seat on the arm. Jazlyn came running over to me. Picking her up, I sat her on the couch.
Grisela looked confused. “What? What are you talking about, Tez?”
“Did you or did you not see Tangela yesterday?”
“Yes. Me and Rachel saw her yesterday at Red Lobster before we left. I didn’t—”
“And you told her that you was pregnant by me again?” I studied her eyes to read them. I had a way with knowing if a person was lying to me or not. I hated liars, but I hated when a muthafucka lied on me the most.
“I didn’t even talk to her, Tez. So I don’t know why she went back and told you I said that,” she said with a shrug. “Unless she just assumed I’m pregnant by you. But I don’t know what would make her assume that when me and you weren’t even kicking it like that when she left.”
I knew Grisela was telling the truth about her not telling Tang that shit. Tang made her dumb ass look stupid for assuming. But like Grisela said, why would she assume she’s carrying my baby when we weren’t even kicking it like that when she left? Yeah, I continued to fuck with Grisela but Tang knew how I felt about her. Why would I continuously reach out to her if I had another baby on the way?
“Damn, I know she’s not coming back trying to come between us. We’re on good terms and now all of a sudden, she sees me pregnant and wanna go spreading lies and shit.” I could tell Grisela was upset. Her Spanish accent was in full force. “I don’t like that shit. Like, don’t lie on me. Mami has no reason to go spreading lies about shit I didn’t say.”
Blowing out a frustrated breath, I sighed heavily and then ran my hands down my face. “It’s all good. Don’t let that shit stress you. We know what’s up so fuck what a muthafucka think they know,” I said as I stood. I picked Jazlyn up from the couch and when I turned back around to face Grisela, she looked as if she was in deep thought. “You good?” I asked her.
“Yeah. But you know what? I’m not saying she did, but maybe Rachel told her that. I mean, I walked out the bathroom, but Rachel stayed in there for a minute talking to her. I don’t know what was said but when Tan came out, she was upset about something. Maybe she didn’t tell her, but I know I didn’t.” When Grisela informed me of what happened, I saw red.
I couldn’t stand that fat ass hoe. Rachel wasn’t overweight-fat, but she was on the thick side—either way, I didn’t like her ass. Even when I was locked up, I didn’t like her. Rachel is one of those chicks that thought everyone wanted her. She had a nice looking face. Her thick thighs and fat ass would make any nigga take a second look, all but me. That shit didn’t impress me.
“But don’t go saying nothing to her about it Tez, because I’m not for sure if she said it or not.”
“But, why you tell her that lie? You know damn well that ain’t my baby.” Now I was pissed at Grisela all over again.
“I didn’t tell her that. Shit, she never asked, she always assumed it was yours.”
If she assumed it was, then I felt Grisela should’ve told her that it wasn’t mine. I wasn’t about to play these childish ass games with these bitches. I shouldn’t have to answer or clarify shit to no one. I was going to tell Kace, today, to tell his baby mama to stay the fuck up out my business.
“I’m gonna call her when you leave to see what it was that she said to her. I know I didn’t tell that girl that I was pregnant by you. Shoot, I didn’t tell anyone that, papi.”
The whole time she talked, I just bobbed my head up and down. I wasn’t pissed that Tang assumed I was the father. I mean, being that Grisela is my baby mama I know I was the first person to come to mind… But it didn’t work like that, and I know that high yellow ass hoe told her that shit.
Later on that night, once I had my baby settled in bed, I called Kace up and told him I had to holla at him about something. It wasn’t going to be no beef type shit, either. For one, we were over that bullshit; and two, my daughter was up there in the room. I would never disrespect my lil’ mama like that.
I had just walked back to the living room and took a seat from getting a beer when there was a knock at my door. I already knew it was Kacey, so I hollered for him to come in. Being that I lived in a gated community, I didn’t lock my front door too often, unless I was asleep or leaving the house. I wasn’t too worried about a muthafucka coming in here because they would be in for a rude awakening. I had no problem protecting what’s mine.
“What’s up?” Kace said as he headed straight to the kitchen.
Kace and me had come a long way after Tan left. We hadn’t had an argument or anything, and if you didn’t already know us, you wouldn’t have even known that we were beefing in the first place; let alone over no broad. The nigga was actually cool as shit.
“Yo’ bring me another one,” I yelled out to him. The one I’d just gotten was damn near empty after one gulp, and I’ll be damned if I got back up. Kacey returned shortly and handed me the beer I asked for. “Preciate that. Damn, yo’ ass could’ve brought me a glass too. I mean, that’s the least you could’ve done after getting my shit,” I said. This nigga had the whole bottle of Patrón I’d just got from the store on my way home.
“Oh, my fault. That would’ve been the right thing to do, huh?” He popped the top on it and poured him some. Once he drank it, he popped the top of his Corona and turned it up before taking another shot. My nigga looked like he was going through. He rubbed his hand down his face then looked over at me. The whole time, I stared at him. “Man, you ain’t got no blunt around here?” he asked.
“Here,” I passed him the blunt I had tucked behind my ear. “Look like you need the muthafucka more than me. Fuck wrong with you?”
Kace sparked the blunt up and shook his head as he filled his lungs with the smoke before releasing it. He did it once again then passed it to me.
“Man, Rachel’s ass is bugging the fuck out. If she wasn’t pregnant by me again, I would leave her gotdamn ass. Every time I muthafuckin’ turn around, it’s Tan this and Tan that. I’m sick of hearing that shit. Hell, if I had it my way then I would have Tan. The bitch so fucking stupid that she don’t see that Tan don’t want my ass because I fucked up, and I know she ain’t taking my ass back once she finds out we got another baby together,” he vented. It felt weird him venting about Tang to me.
“Tang got these hoes in their feelings, huh?” was all I replied back. I didn’t know wh
at it was about Tang’s ass that had us all in our feelings.
“Man, I told that bitch, since she done trapped me this time, ain’t no way Tan will take my ass back. I can’t believe that bitch trapped me. Like, who the fuck does that shit.” It was funny how heated Kace was. But what was funnier was the fact that he would always throw out there how Rachel trapped him.
“How the fuck did she trap you, Kace? You keep saying that shit, but she ain’t make you keep fucking her. You moved in with her and all, so I know you was getting it on the regular. She didn’t make you do all that shit, so how did she trap you?” I never understood how a man could holler about a woman trapping him. Like, bruh, she didn’t make you fuck her. Either your pull-out game ain’t strong enough, you knew exactly what you was doing when you nutted in her, or you need to switch to another brand of condoms—whatever the case might be, I didn’t think the bitch trapped him. I might be wrong, but I didn’t think the bitch was that damn trifling.
“Man, I don’t know but she did. Check this, the only time I pull out of Rachel is when I’m not wearing a condom. When I have one on, I might bust in her or whatever and then go flush it. But this one time, I had just left here, and I was fucked up. I remembered putting the condom on but shit, after I got my nut, I passed the fuck out. I don’t know what happened after that. She might’ve got the turkey baster shit these hoes be trapping niggas with.” When he said that shit, I burst out laughing. What made it funnier is that the nigga was dead ass serious. I laughed harder. “Man, while you laughing I’m dead ass serious.”
“But don’t they only do that shit on TV? Let me find out you be on that Lifetime bullshit,” I continued to laugh. Kace was a funny nigga.
“Man, fuck you.” Pouring himself another drink, Kace downed it and the whole time I was cracking up. Once I got my laughter under control, I got serious. I wasn’t going to go into details, but I was going to let him know to keep his girl out my muthafuckin’ business.
“Yo’ man, who the fuck told Rachel Grisela was pregnant by me again?” I got straight to the point. Kace looked at me with confusion written on his face.
“Hell if I know. Why, what’s up?”
“I just need you to tell her to stay up out my business and don’t worry about if I knocked Grisela up. With the shit you just said, whether Grisela and me having a baby or not should be the least of her worries. I can’t stand when a muthafucka run their mouth ‘bout shit that don’t concern them or they don’t know what they’re talking about,” I let him know. He was still looking confused.
“Maybe Grisela told her. You know that’s all they do is sit and yap on the phone.” I shook my head when he tried to throw Grisela’s name in there.
“Nah, she’s just assuming shit. But it ain’t even about her assuming, she just needs to quit running her mouth until she has facts. Tell her, don’t go telling folks that’s my muthafuckin’ baby. I’m stepping to you as a man because that’s your baby mama, but the next time, I’m going straight to her ass.” I wasn’t trying to be disrespectful so that’s the only reason I came to Kace first. I didn’t want anyone stepping to my baby mama wrong so I was going to show the same respect—this one time.
“But who she told though?” he asked.
I took a sip of my beer before informing him that they’d ran into Tan because he had no idea. I knew this nigga was going to shit bricks for the simple fact, his secret of Rachel being pregnant was out now.
“Grisela and Rachel ran into Tan yesterday,” I finally gave him the heads up. The look on his face was priceless.
Chapter 13
Rachel
What About Your Friends?
I was laying on the couch minding my own business—not even thinking about Kacey’s ass—with my son playing on the floor with his blocks. Kacey had brought him back earlier and said he had a run to make. I just rolled my eyes at his ass and waved my hand in the air like, whatever. He didn’t really care because he walked right on out the door without giving me so much of a second look. I knew he had been with his ex-bitch.
She tried to put up a front yesterday like she hadn’t seen him. I wasn’t falling for that though. Hopefully after seeing that I was pregnant by him a second time that would send her ass running back to Savannah. If I was lucky enough, she would succeed with killing herself this time around.
“What’s this I hear you ran into Tan yesterday?” I was so deep in thought that I didn’t even hear Kacey come in. He was standing over me with an ugly ass mug on his high yellow ass face.
Struggling to sit up, I held a confused look. Good news sure traveled fast. “Yeah, I did. Damn, she couldn’t wait to tell you, huh? That’s where you been? You ditched my son to run off to be with that ho? I knew that bitch was lying when she said you haven’t been with her.”
I was really getting fed up with this shit. Kacey and me shared two kids, so I would be damned if I let that bitch take him away from us. We are a family!
“If you must know, she didn’t tell me. Tez called and told me that you running your mouth about him and Grisela. What business do you have to tell that girl that they got a baby on the way? That’s your problem, you always in somebody else’s shit! Worry about what’s going on in your home.”
I couldn’t help but laugh. I can’t believe this is the nigga that I’m in love with. Weak ass!
“Wow… You supposed to be so in love with this bitch but yet and still, you’re mad because I told her Tez got Grisela pregnant a second time.” I shook my head in disbelief.
You would think he’d be happy because that would mean Tan wouldn’t be with Tez, either. Me, on the other hand, I wanted them to be together because I wouldn’t have to worry about her and Kacey being together then. Now that I think about it, me telling her was a bad move.
“It ain’t about that! You just need to mind your own business. It’s not your place to tell her that shit. And while you was at it, did you tell her that you trapped me? I bet you didn’t tell her that shit.”
“Whatever, Kacey! Get over it.” He was right. I did trap him. “Tez must’ve gotten in your ass after the hoe confronted him. I swear you’re always bowing down to that nigga. Get off his dick!” I said, knowing it would piss Kacey off. I didn’t care because I thought it was crazy how him and Tez were just fighting and now Kacey was acting like they were the best of friends. Fake ass.
“What the fuck you just say?” He got in my face and I could smell the liquor dripping from his pores. He stunk. I hated when he hung out all day with Tez, Jay and B. He would always come home drunk, high and on some bullshit. Then he would wanna fuck afterwards. I had a trick for his ass last time he did that.
Yes, I trapped Kacey. One night he came home on that drank and called himself trying to show his ass. We argued and this nigga actually slapped fire out of me. I said that he was riding Tez and Jay’s dick, but that ain’t what made him slap me. It was because I called Tan a bitch. Can you believe that? He was still going hard behind that tramp. That’s why I took my teeth and bit a hole in the condom when I placed it on his drunken dick, with my mouth. Taught his ass not to play with me, and I didn’t feel the least bit of shame about it nor did I regret doing it.
“Lil’ Kace, go to your room and play,” I said to my son, because I knew his dumb ass daddy was about to be on some fuckboy shit. I wished he’d grow up and realize that girl don’t want him.
Lil Kace was skeptical but went right on. I really hated when Kace would act the way he does around our son.
“Look Rachel, I’m trying not to put my foot up your ass but I swear you be asking for the shit. What did you say to Tan and why you didn’t tell me that you ran into her? Why the fuck would you even say something to her anyways? Leave the fucking girl alone, shit! She already been through enough.”
“What do you mean leave her alone, Kacey? Who the fuck is you? Captain-save-a-hoe? Because that’s exactly what you’re acting like. You acting like I went to this skank’s house and started some shit with her. I was in
a public place minding my fucking business when she approached me and Grisela on some bullshit. She was saying that she didn’t want you and wanted Tez. Grisela was just sitting there not saying shit, but I could see the hurt on my girl’s face so I might’ve slipped up and spilled the beans,” I explained. I might’ve fabricated a little but oh well. Kacey would really beat my ass had he known that I was the one that approached her.
“She did what?” he asked in disbelief with a shake of his head. “Nah, Tan wouldn’t say no shit like that. Especially to y’all.”
I smacked my lips and rolled my eyes before saying, “Believe it if you want to. Y’all girl ain’t as innocent as she puts on.” I emphasized y’all, referring to him and Tez. He would get pissed when I did that, but it was true.
“Man, go head on with that y’all shit. But that don’t even sound like shit Tan would do. She ain’t finna just walk up to y’all and start talking trash, and she damn sho’ ain’t finna be telling this girl that she wants her nigga, or you that she didn’t want me.” I could see the steam coming from his ears.
I got up off the couch. “Whatever, you think that. I’m going to bed. If you going to be with her tonight, then please lock my door behind you and leave my son here with me,” I said over my shoulder as I wobbled to our bedroom, secretly hoping he would follow. I tried to act as if the thought of Kacey going to be with his ex, didn’t faze me, but my insides were filled with tears. Seeing Tan yesterday broke my heart and I was up all night crying, and throughout today as well.
I just had a feeling that when it’s all said and done, Kacey would end back up with that chick. Not if I could help it though. I’m going to try everything in me to prevent them from being together. As I headed to the room, I made a mental note to figure out a way to put Tan and Tez back together.
