by Charae Lewis
“I was faithful until Asia got fucked,” Dinero said getting angry all over again.
“What you gon do about this Sheek nigga? I know you ain't gon’ let him walk away with one up on you.”
“Hell nah. I’ma see about his bitch ass. I hope he don’t think shit is sweet.”
The moment Sheek announced that he and Asia had fucked, Dinero gave him a death sentence right away. There was no way that he could let Sheek walk around like he was the man. Dinero had never taken disrespect lightly, and he wasn’t going to start now. Once he received the information he needed on Sheek, Dinero was going to pay him a visit personally.
****
Asia rolled over and looked at the time on her phone. It was almost noon, and she was still planted in the bed. Nero laid next to her nodding off. She had been staying at Rochelle’s house for almost a week now. Lately, Asia hadn't been sleeping very well. Her thoughts were consumed with either her unborn child or Dinero. Dinero still hadn't returned her calls and at that point, Asia didn’t care. She was officially done trying to kiss his ass. Yes, she was hurt by his actions, but she wasn’t going to sit around and allow him to treat her like shit. If he wanted to talk to her, Dinero would have to be the one to reach out to her.
Asia felt depressed and insignificant. During most periods of the day, she questioned God and often asked why He would take away her baby. Why was Aimee able to carry her baby to full term and not her? Asia wondered if it was meant for her to procreate with Dinero. She felt like it was a sign from God that Dinero wasn’t who she was supposed to start a family with, especially with his recent behavior.
She slowly climbed out of bed and headed to the bathroom that was connected to the bedroom. Asia looked in the mirror and sighed deeply. Her skin was extremely dry and pale. The bags under her eyes showcased how stressed she’d been.
Asia brushed her teeth and hopped in the shower. After washing her body and hair, she threw some conditioner on her tresses and got dressed. She wore something comfy and chic and then headed downstairs.
Asia was greeted with the smell of cooked food as she entered the kitchen. She spotted Rochelle looking in the fridge. Kya, Milan, Parker and even Zaria were seated in the living room watching TV. Asia sat at the kitchen island as she watched Rochelle cook.
“How did you sleep, Asia?” Rochelle asked as she stirred her skillet of potatoes.
“I slept a little better. I see you're on grandma duty.”
Rochelle smiled. “Yes, it’s their weekend with me. They’ve been missing granny, and since Zaria was over Keece’s house, I let her come too. You know I don’t like separating any kids,” she said and laughed.
Kya spotted Asia and ran over to her. “Hey Tee-Tee Aimee,” she said and hugged Asia.
Asia and Rochelle began to laugh. The kids never knew which twin was which. Asia was always confused as Aimee since the kids knew her better.
“Kya, baby, that’s not Aimee; that’s Asia,” Rochelle informed her.
“No, that’s Aimee,” Kya insisted.
“Okay well it's Aimee then,” Rochelle said and waved her hand. “Go back and watch TV.”
Asia watched as Kya ran back into the living room. “She is so cute. Keece and Paris make cute kids.”
“You know Paris isn’t Kya’s real mother right?”
Asia’s mouth dropped open. “Are you serious? I thought that she was her daughter. She treats her really good.”
“No. Kya’s mother is some girl named Riley whom I've never met. She doesn’t come around that much since Keece has full custody. She may see her once a week if that.”
“Aww, that’s messed up. At least she has Paris.”
“Yes, she does. But how are you feeling? You still haven’t heard from that boy of mine?” Rochelle asked.
Asia inhaled deeply. She didn’t even want to think about Dinero at that moment. “No, I haven’t. Like I said before, I'm not calling him. If he wants to talk to me, then he can call me himself. Even then, I don’t know if I want to even speak to him. He really threw me to the wolves you know?” she said tearing up.
“I know, Asia, and its okay to be hurt because I would feel the same way. He should’ve been there for you when you had your miscarriage. Shit, it was his damn baby too. Whatever you want to do about your situation with Dinero, just know that I support you one hundred percent. I still ain't heard from his crazy ass,” Rochelle spat.
“I don’t think anybody has. Rochelle, I'm trying to hold on, but it’s so hard. Dinero isn’t giving me anything to hold on to,” Asia cried softly.
Rochelle walked over and gave Asia a strong hug. Being with Rochelle for the past week had been somewhat soothing to Asia. She was so happy that she’d agree to come stay with her. Rochelle was comforting, patient, and loving which was what Asia had been craving the most. She knew when it came time to leave Rochelle’s home, she would be sad.
“Everything is going to be fine. You're a strong woman so you'll get through this even if it’s not with Dinero.”
Asia wiped her eyes with a napkin. “I know I'm strong, but I'm not sure if I can get through this. Then Aimee wants to go to my mother’s grave site, and I really don’t wanna go. I'm already mentally weak, and I can’t deal with seeing her headstone,” she quietly uttered.
“Well if you don’t want to go you should tell Aimee that you're not ready. Maybe you guys can plan something else,” Rochelle suggested.
“I don’t wanna let Aimee down,” she sniffled. “I'm so depressed right now.”
“Hey, we’re not going to claim that shit. I did that for many years and actually made myself depressed. You're just going through a really rough time, but you're going to get through it, Asia. I'm going to make sure that you do. If you want, I can go with you to the grave site with you guys.”
“Thanks, Rochelle. I really appreciate your help.”
“No problem. You're my daughter so I have to make sure y’all are okay because I know my boys can be a handful,” she kidded.
“You ain't lying about that,” Asia said smiling through her tears.
“You know I'm not. Now come on and let’s eat. The food is done.”
Chapter Fifteen
Asia stood as the crisp wind swept against her face. The weather that day was gloomy and dark which perfectly matched her mood. She stood beside Aimee as they looked down at Jovelyn’s headstone. Asia had never really emotionally dealt with her mother’s death. Most times, she would avoid talking about her because the pain was too much to bear. She wished that Jovelyn had been there to take away the ache that resided in her heart for the loss of her baby. Asia needed advice that only her mother could give.
“Damn, I miss her,” Aimee uttered as tears fell from her eyes.
“Me too,” Asia sadly said. “I think I needed to come here so I could deal with her not being with us anymore. I've been running away from the reality of her being gone when I was only hurting myself emotionally.”
Aimee lovingly rubbed her back. “I was too in a way. I just hope she’s at peace now.”
Asia’s phone began to vibrate in her pocket. She looked and saw that Sheek was calling her. She scoffed and sent his call to the voicemail. Asia made a mental note to put his name on the block list.
“Who was that?” Aimee quizzed.
“Sheek’s bitch ass. I don’t even know why he’s fucking calling me,” Asia spat.
“He has a ton of nerves. Fuck him.”
Asia grabbed the flowers that she’d brought and laid them in front of the headstone. She gently kissed the stone as a tear escaped her eye. Although her heart was still shattered, Asia could feel the healing process start within. She walked into Aimee’s open arms and allowed herself to break down. Lately, Asia had been crying more than usual. Dealing with the loss of her mother, and the loss of her baby along with Dinero’s antics was causing her to become a crybaby.
“Asia, it’s okay to be sad. I know you think you're superwoman, but sometimes life hits us hard and causes us to need a s
houlder to lean on,” Aimee whispered.
“I'm just so tired of feeling this way. I feel alone.”
“You're not alone. You have me, and I'm going to make sure that you’re good. You’re my best friend. We’re all we got.” Aimee winked trying to lighten the mood.
Asia smiled and wiped her eyes. She was so thankful that she did have her sister because she would be lost without her. “Thanks, sis.”
“When you're feeling down about your baby, just think about it this way, it’s with mom in heaven.”
“Yeah, I guess you're right.”
“Since you been in a funk lately, Kylie is having a small slumber party for us girls. She invited us, and I really want to go. You gon’ come with me?”
“Sure, I'm not doing anything else.” Asia shrugged.
“Good. Let’s go find us some onesies. I might have to look extra hard with this fat ass belly of mine,” Aimee laughed.
“Girl, where we gon’ find one that big?” Asia kidded as they started to walk to the car.
Aimee smacked her lips. “Trick, don’t come for me. I know they have one in my size. Oooh, can we get matching sets, please?”
Asia rolled her eyes even though she secretly liked the idea. “Yeah, heffa. Now come on because I'm hungry.”
****
Cadence bounced up and down on Dinero’s dick as he gripped her waist. They’d hung out that entire day and then decided to get a hotel room together. Dinero bit his bottom lip as the tip of his penis tingled. He could feel Cadence’s walls contract as her body vigorously shook. Soon after, Dinero released his seed into the condom. Cadence climbed off of him and laid on her back.
“You tired?” Dinero asked.
She smiled lazily. “Um, yeah. Your ass has been wearing me out lately. But I won’t complain.”
“You know your ass can’t hang,” Dinero cockily said and got up out of bed.
Cadence watched as his dick swung with the condom still on. Dinero walked into the bathroom and closed the door. She wondered how long their rendezvous would last. Dinero had gone from not wanting to fuck with her, to actually fucking her on a daily basis. Cadence knew that something had gone down between him and Asia, but Dinero wasn’t revealing anything to her. Cadence was excited to be getting some of his time, but she still wanted that permanent spot that she used to have.
Cadence looked over and saw that Dinero left his two phones on the nightstand. When she heard the shower turn on, she grabbed the phone that was powered off. She turned on the phone were several messages were coming through from various people. When she saw Asia’s name, Cadence went through their text messages. Instantly, an idea popped in her head. She went to his camera and took a picture of her in the bed. She then sent the picture to Asia and anxiously waited for a reply.
****
Asia sipped on her margarita as she listened to Kylie tell the story of how she and Fabian had broken up before they were married. Kylie had rented a presidential suite at the Hilton. She’d hired a caterer as well as a bartender for the night. She had really gone all out for the girls’ night, and Asia could appreciate it. Paris, Camara, Aimee, and Kellan were all in attendance. The women looked fabulous in their onesies as they sat around drinking and talking.
“Well, I'm glad y’all got back together. You're one of my favorite celebrity couples,” Camara said.
“Aww, thanks. I don’t feel like a celebrity, though. I'm just a regular, degular, smegular girl,” she laughed imitating Cardi B from Love and Hip Hop.
They all laughed while Kellan turned her attention to Asia.
“I still feel bad for what went down at the party. Sheek was a real bitch for doing that to you. You know he got fired too,” she said sympathetically.
Asia shrugged. “Good for him. He fucked me over, but I'm sure karma will come back to bite his weak ass. My mind has been on some other shit, though,” she said thinking about her miscarriage.
“Are you and Dinero still at odds?” Paris asked.
“Yes. I haven’t talked to him since the party. He’s really showing me his true colors.”
“Fuck Dinero’s immature ass!” Aimee snapped, causing Camara and Kylie to laugh.
“Aimee don’t play about her sister. I bet y’all were a mess when you guys were younger.” Camara giggled.
“Aimee was worse than me,” Asia smirked.
Aimee smacked her lips. “Trick, don’t even try it. We both were bad.”
Before Asia could reply, she got a text message on her phone. She was surprised when she saw that it was from Dinero. Asia opened the message and almost fainted. It was a picture of the girl she’d caught him at the bar with. She had a white sheet wrapped around her body while throwing up the peace sign. Asia’s body began to rise to unfamiliar temperature as her body shook lightly. She didn’t want to believe that Dinero had been booed up with his ex, but the proof was staring her right in the face.
Asia jumped from her seat and walked to one of the bedrooms. She dialed Dinero’s number and began to pace back and forth. An array of thoughts were running through her mind, and she prayed that Dinero had an explanation for the picture.
“Hello?” a woman answered.
Asia could feel her heart palpitate at the sound of another woman answering Dinero’s phone.
“Who the fuck is this?” she asked, feeling her blood pressure rise with every word that she spoke.
“It’s Cadence.”
“Why are you answering my husband’s phone? Where is he?”
“Well, he’s in the shower right now,” Cadence informed her.
Asia nodded her head not believing that Dinero was actually doing the unthinkable. It was official for her; she was done with him, but not before she made her presence known.
“So where y’all at?” Asia asked trying her luck.
“We’re at a hotel. The one across the street from Mayfair Mall.”
“Okay,” Asia said and then hung up.
Asia hurried and slipped on her shoes. She threw her hair in a tight ponytail and took off her earrings. When she walked out of the bedroom, the girls gave her curious looks.
“Where you going?” Aimee asked.
“I'm about to go to jail. My husband is at a hotel with that bitch he was at the bar with.”
They all gasped at Asia’s revelation. Aimee stood up and put on her shoes as well.
“I don’t need you going with me, Aimee. You're pregnant, and I don’t want you to be fighting,” Asia told her.
Aimee shook her head. “Girl, fuck that. I'm not about to let you go by yourself.”
The rest of the women followed suit and threw their shoes on as well.
“Girl, let’s go beat some ass. I ain't got into a fight in a minute,” Camara said, amped up.
“Kylie and Kellan, I don’t wanna throw y’all into my fucked up mix. I don’t need y’all on the blogs tomorrow,” Asia said.
“Girl, I wanna see the action. We’ll stay in the car unless some shit really pops off,” Kylie promised.
Asia headed for the door and then stopped. “Kellan and Aimee, y’all gotta promise to stay in the car since you guys are pregnant.”
“I promise,” Kellan said.
“Aimee?” Asia groaned with a raised brow.
“Okay, shit. I’ll stay in the car,” she hissed.
The women all walked out of the suite and headed for the elevator. Once they got to the main floor, they walked outside and climbed into Big’s truck since Aimee was driving it. During the drive, Asia’s leg shook viciously. She was devastated that while she was in the hospital suffering from the loss of their baby, Dinero was laid up with another bitch. She would never forgive him for his disgraceful act. With Aimee’s lead foot, they arrived at the hotel in less than twenty minutes.
“Drive around to the side,” Asia instructed.
“Ooh, this is going to be good. I got my phone ready to record,” Kylie sang while dancing in her seat.
“There goes his car,” Asia pointe
d to his matte black Beamer. “Park across from it.”
Aimee backed into the parking spot directly across from Dinero’s car. Asia looked at the time on her phone which read ten p.m. If Dinero didn’t come out within the next hour, Asia declared that she would go through each room in the hotel until she found him.
“Asia, you good, boo?” Paris asked from the back seat.
Asia shook her head without responding. The truth was, she was beyond hurt at that point. Dinero had broken her down so bad that she didn’t know if she could bounce back from this. Asia had loved him with every fiber of her being, only for him to dismiss her and treat her like less than nothing.
“There he is right there,” Camara announced.
Asia looked up and saw Dinero walking with Cadence looking as if he didn’t have a care in the world. She hopped out of the car and stormed over to them.
“So this is why you ain't been answering my calls, Dinero? Because you're with this funny lookin’ ass bitch!” she yelled.
Dinero stopped in his tracks when he saw Asia approach. Cadence stood on the side of him anticipating the scene before her. But when she saw Aimee, Paris and Camara get out the car, she became frightened.
“So this is what you do to me?” Asia asked with so much pain laced in her voice.
Despite the fact that Dinero thought she’d cheated on him, he still didn’t want her to see him with Cadence. He could tell by the look on her face that he’d broken Asia’s heart.
“Gone Asia,” he replied not having a much to say.
Out of nowhere, Asia swung and popped Dinero in the mouth. He looked at her like she was crazy and backhanded her hard across her face. She recovered quickly and began to swing wild punches at him.
“You bitch. I fuckin’ hate you!” Asia screamed as she continued to hit him.
Camara ran up to Cadence and pulled her hair. “Oh bitch, you like fucking other people’s husbands? Well, let me show you what kind of ass whooping you get for your thot ass behavior.”
Camara punched Cadence in her face as she held her down with her free hand. Aimee didn’t like the way Dinero was manhandling her sister, so instead of putting her baby in harm’s way, she picked up some rocks and threw them at Dinero.
