Official Girl 2

by Charmanie Saquea

  Kya: It’s time to put the plan in motion.

  Unknown: I’m happy you finally decided to see things my way. Took you long enough.

  Kya: Had to do some thinking and take care of my daughter.

  Unknown: Yeah yeah yeah. Let’s just get ready to fuck some shit up.

  Kya: Ready when you are.

  I just hoped that shit didn’t come back to bite me in the ass.

  Mykell

  Thursday would be Neicey’s 21st birthday. I decided that I would call her and see if she wanted me to get Romell so she could enjoy her day. “Talk to me,” she said.

  “Do you have to answer yo phone like that?” I joked.

  “Yes I do,” she giggled.

  “What you doing?”

  “Nothing, just feeding Fat Fat.”

  “Give him a kiss for me. I was calling to see if you wanted me to pick him up Thursday so you could go out and do girly stuff and damn near swipe the strip off my black card.”

  “Aren’t you the sweetest, but that’s cool with me. We were on our way over anyways because MJ got on my head about me not bringing his brother to see him.”

  “Aight, you know what to do.” I was happy on the inside.

  “Sure do, I’ll be there in about 15 minutes.”

  “Cool, one.”

  Exactly 15 minutes later, Neicey walked through the door with Romell on her hip and a baby bag on her shoulder. She was looking delicious as hell. She had some short jean shorts and a corset top on. Thanks to Romell, her ass had gotten rounder, her hips spread a little, and she got thicker overall. I couldn’t take my eyes of her. “Are you gonna drool over my lil sexy ass or are you going to speak and help me with this boy?”

  “Shit, I’ma do both,” I half joked. “What I tell you about bringing bags over here anyways? You know I’ve got everything he needs,” I said while grabbing my son.

  “I know, but I’m so used to taking a baby bag everywhere I go,” she sighed while sitting down on the couch.

  “Mell, what the hell yo mama been feeding you?” He smiled as if he understood what I was talking about. “Can you say Dada?”

  He looked at me funny then smiled a toothless smile, “Mama,” he said while clapping his hands. “That’s mama’s Fat Man!” She leaned over and kissed his cheek.

  “Lil man, you turning on me?” I laughed before putting him in his playpen.

  “Where’s MJ’s lil grown butt?” She asked giving Romell toys to play with. She backed up to sit back down on the couch and that was when I made my move. I pulled her on my lap and kissed her neck. “He’s with Pops.”

  “Stop, Mykell, I told you I’m not going there with you no more,” she said trying to get up.

  Neicey and I had slept together two more times since that incident at the hotel. After she had Romell, I couldn’t help myself, I had to have her. I didn’t know why we always had to go through that. She knew she wanted it, so why fight it? I tried to unbutton her shorts, but she stopped me. “No, Mykell.”

  I just sighed. “Alright man.”

  “You know what you’re doing tomorrow? You’re about to be 26, old man,” she said, still sitting on my lap.

  “If I had it my way, I would be doing you tomorrow.” I rubbed my hand up and down her thigh.

  “Nasty ass.”

  “You like it yo, but I do know what I wanna do.”

  “What?”

  “Spend time with you and my sons, as a family. Just us four.”

  She thought about it for a minute. “Okay,” she shrugged.

  “Good now…’

  I was about to say something but my phone rang; it was Micah. “Wassup Macaroni?” I joked around with my older brother.

  “Tryna see if you wanna roll with me to the surprise party Friday or should I say Thursday night?”

  “Whose is it?” I asked as I watched Neicey take our son out of the playpen and play with him on the floor.

  “Uhh Neicey,” he said that like I should have already known.

  “Well, I ain’t know nothing about it.”

  “Now you do, so you going or what?”

  “Yeah, I’ll roll with you.”

  “Cool, I’ll pick you up. It’s an all-white party with a touch of purple since that’s her favorite color,” he informed me.

  “Aight, but who giving it?”

  “Her man,” he chuckled.

  “Aight man.”

  “Aight, one.”

  “One.”

  I watched as Neicey stood Romell up on his feet and faced him towards me. “Walk to Daddy Fat Fat,” she said coaxing him. “He’s been tryna walk for about a week now, but he just falls on his butt or sits down,” she said.

  He hesitated for a while, but he took a step. Neicey gasped and I sat up on the couch and spread my arms out tryna get him to come all the way. He looked at me and smiled before walking the rest of the way. Things like that were what made me proud to be a father. I missed some of those things with MJ because a few months after he was born, I was locked up. “See Fat Fat, I knew you could do it.” Neicey beamed as she sat down on the couch with us.

  “See, I should be able to experience this sit all the time instead of some other nigga!” My voiced filled with more anger than I expected it to, but shit, that’s how I felt. She just put her head down. Romell looked at her; he must have known something was wrong with her. “Mama,” he said touching her face. She looked at him and kissed his hand. “Mama is fine baby. You stay here with Daddy while I go to the bathroom.” She got up and headed towards the back.

  As soon as she closed the door, her phone rang. I wasn’t going to answer it, but curiosity got the best of me and I noticed it was Kamil. “Hello?”

  “Who the fuck is this?”

  “Who the fuck you think?” I matched his attitude.

  “Where my girl at?”

  “She’s kind of busy.”

  “I don’t give a fuck how busy she is, put her on the phone!”

  I chuckled. “You know I ain’t going nowhere right?” I took the phone away from my ear because I didn’t want to hear his bullshit. “Neicey, yo phone,” I yelled.

  “Who is it?”

  “Yo prison guard.”

  She took the phone. “Hello?” She looked at me then went back in the back. I just sat there and smiled. I knew he felt some type of way about me answering her phone but oh well. He needed to be thanking me for letting him borrow her for that long. No worries though, when I told her ass to come, that was exactly what she was going to do. I still had her heart and they both knew that. I wondered how he would feel if he knew I still tasted the pussy. His ass thought he was doing something by not inviting me to her party. Fuck that bitch ass nigga. She still my girl, always will be.

  Reneice

  It was the morning of my birthday and I was supposed to be sleeping peacefully, but that was not happening. I heard arguing downstairs. I looked over at the clock and it was only 8:15 in the morning. I headed downstairs to see what all the commotion was about. I got down the stairs and saw Mykell standing there mad as hell. “What’s wrong and why are y’all so loud?”

  “This nigga tryna tell me I can’t get my own son! Last time I checked, I was the one who busted that nut in you and got you pregnant, not him.”

  “Okay, that’s enough.” I turned to Kamil, “Wassup? Why you won’t let him get Fat Fat?”

  “The question is why you down here dressed like that?” I looked down at what I had on. I was dressed in some boy shorts and a tank top, the same thing I always wore to bed. “Uhh, I always wear this to bed, so why you tripping?”

  “Because he doesn’t want me to see all that, but what he fails to remember is that I’ve been all up in that plenty of times. Hell, I was the first person to ever hit it,” Mykell smirked.

  “Do me a favor and shut up,” I fussed. I heard Romell crying. “Can you two please act like y’all got some sense while I check on my son? Please?” I went upstairs and changed Romell’s diaper and then
got him dressed. I didn’t pack a bag since Mykell hated when I did. I went back downstairs with my son on my hip. Romell saw his dad and got happy, “Dada!” I stopped and looked at my baby, “Traitor,” I laughed.

  “That’s what I’m talking about lil man, you finally got it right.” He smiled like a proud father. “Oh, Lani said you better be ready when she comes to get you.”

  “Alright.”

  He turned to leave out the door. I looked over at Kamil and he was just staring at me. “Y’all need to cut all that bickering out, it is so unnecessary.”

  “That’s that nigga, coming up in here like he runs shit.”

  “Aw, big baby.” I said kissing his lips.

  “You better go on before you start something you can’t finish.” He laughed.

  * * *

  After a long day of being pampered with Lani, I was relaxed. I missed my baby so I called to check on him while I was on my way home. “Yo,” Mykell answered the phone.

  “What’s my baby doing?”

  “I’m chilling, just watching TV.”

  I chuckled. “I was talking about Romell, asshole.”

  “Oh he’s asleep. Its 10:00. What do you expect him to be doing, smart one?”

  “I miss him, give him a kiss for me,” I pouted.

  “Alright where’s mine though.”

  “Muah! Love ya baby daddy.” I laughed.

  “Yeah, yeah, yeah, love you too, knucklehead.”

  I hung up with Mykell as I was pulling in the driveway. I walked in the house not really ready to end my night. “Bae, where you at?”

  “Upstairs, come here,” he yelled.

  I went upstairs to find Kamil dressed in an all-white Armani suit with the first three buttons of his dress shirt open and purple Stacy Adams. “Damn,” was all I could say.

  He turned and looked at me. “Hurry up and get dressed, we’ve got somewhere to be.”

  I looked in the garment bag on the bed, and saw a purple tight fitting crop top shirt, and a white long double slit skirt. I looked at him suspiciously wondering what he had up his sleeve. “Oh, the shoes are under the bed.” He smirked before walking out of the room. “Don’t keep me waiting too long.”

  I looked under the bed and pulled the shoebox from under it. There were some purple peep-toe high-heeled booties in there that matched my shirt perfectly. I got dressed and combed my new burgundy hair that was bone straight down my back and parted down the middle. When I was pregnant with Romell, my hair grew like mad.

  After I was ready, I went downstairs. Kamil was waiting on me with a small box in his hand with a purple ribbon. “About time,” he joked.

  “You can’t rush perfection boy, you know that.”

  “Your thighs look too damn juicy; I might have to make you change clothes.”

  “Whatever, so can I get my present now?”

  “How you know this is for you?”

  “Because I know, now come on,” I squealed anxiously.

  He laughed and pulled out a beautiful tennis bracelet and put it on my wrist. I was in awe. “Happy 21st birthday baby,” he said kissing me.

  “Thank you!”

  “Alright, come on.”

  We went outside and got in his Navigator. I sat back and enjoyed the ride, asking no questions. We pulled up to his club. “C’mon baby, I’ve got something I need to check on real quick and I need you to come with me. I don’t feel safe leaving you out here by yourself.”

  That was the first time I had been back there since I was raped. It had been a while. I took his hand and we walked through the entrance. “Mil Mil, it’s too dark. You know I can’t see.” Right when I said that, the light came on. “Surprise!” I stood there shocked as hell. Surprised I was. I really wasn’t expecting that. I looked over at Kamil and he had a big smile on his face. “You set me up,” I laughed.

  “Happy birthday, Mami,” Lani yelled coming towards me. “You knew this the whole time I was with you today.” She laughed at my pouty face, “Of course I did.”

  We made our way to the VIP section. “I wanna give a shout out to the birthday girl, Neicey. You looking real fly tonight boo,” the DJ said. I looked over to his booth and blew him a kiss. I saw my brothers and Mykell chilling at one of the tables. “Happy birthday, Ladybug,” Ramone stood to give me a hug. He looked at my outfit and his eyes damn near popped out of his head. “Where the fuck are the rest of your clothes?”

  I just laughed at him, “Chill Mone, I’m 21 now. Let me enjoy my night and you can chew me a new asshole tomorrow.”

  “Happy birthday, knucklehead,” Micah said giving me a hug also. “I got yo present out in the car.”

  “Thanks Mack.”

  Mykell licked his lips and gave me a hug, taking that as an opportunity to catch a free feel. “I love you and happy birthday,” he whispered in my ear, lightly kissing it. I felt a tingle go through my body. I blushed and thanked him. The DJ started playing “Twerk It” by Busta and Lani and I gave each other that look. We headed straight for the dance floor. We moved our bodies to the beat of the music like we were at home in the mirror. When Nicki’s part came on, I lost my mind. I loved Nicki’s exotic ass. I felt all eyes on me but I didn’t give a damn. It was my night and I wasn’t about to let anyone kill my vibe.

  Kya

  I sat in the corner in the back of the club watching that bitch act like she owned the place. She was on the dance floor like she had no worries in the world. Too bad she didn’t know what was about to hit her ass. I saw Mykell up in VIP drooling over her ass like she was all that or some shit. I’d let her enjoy her time for a little while longer. Then it was time to stir some shit up.

  Reneice

  To say I was having the time of my life would be an understatement. I really wasn’t much of a drinker, but I had just turned 21, so why the hell not? I went to the bar and saw Johnny. He reached over the bar and hugged me. “Long time no see, baby girl, happy birthday by the way.”

  “Thanks, Johnny,” I smiled. “Can I get some Peach Ciroc, please?”

  “Anything for you, baby girl.”

  While I waited for my drink, I felt a presence behind me and already knew who it was. I knew his scent anywhere. “Having fun?”

  I turned around and smiled at Mykell. I was about to respond before his new tattoo caught my eye. I was my name in big bold letters on his chest. I saw it through his white V-neck. “Oh my gosh Kell! When did you get this?”

  “Earlier today. I got it for your birthday. It’s not the whole thing, and it’s not finished.” I was taken aback, it was gorgeous, and I was shocked he did it. “It’s beautiful.”

  “I’m glad you like it.” He smiled. “You owe me a dance.”

  I was about to say something when Kamil came on the mic. “I wanna thank everybody for coming out and showing my lady some love on her birthday. We’ve got about 15 minutes before 12:00 but that don’t mean the party is over. That just means I need to hurry up and give her the last present. Baby, come here.”

  I walked to the DJ booth and the spotlight hit us. “Baby, I just want to tell you how much I love you and how happy you make me. I remember the first time I laid eyes on you, it was your birthday, and you were working at Hooters. That day I knew you were something special, but you wouldn’t give a nigga no play and kept my ass in the friend zone,” he laughed and so did the crowd. “But fate finally brought us together and I’m the luckiest man on earth. All I wanna know is, will you marry me?” He got down on his knee and opened a ring box. My jaw hit the floor. It was the most beautiful ring I’d ever seen; besides the one Mykell gave me.

  I had tears flowing from my eyes. “YES,” I yelled. He stood up and I jumped in his arms hugging him tightly. That was the best birthday ever. “Promise” by Jagged Edge came on and he led me to the dance floor. I felt like I was floating on cloud nine. “This night can’t get any better.” We danced through “Let’s Get Married,” “Sure Thing,” and when “Must Be Nice” came on; Mykell tapped Kamil on the shoulde
r. “Can I steal a dance with the birthday girl real quick?” he asked. Kamil said yeah without hesitation.

  “You remember this used to be our song?”

  “How could I forget? You used to sing this to me all the time.”

  “Yeah, I just wish I would have listened to Lyfe. Then maybe I would still have you.”

  I looked up in his eyes and I could see he was hurt. “You know Kell, I will always love you. You’ve given me one of the most precious gifts I’ve ever had in my life. This doesn’t change how I feel about you,” I spoke from the heart.

  “I know, because it damn sure doesn’t change how I feel about you either.”

  The rest of the dance was a quiet one until somebody pushed Mykell roughly from behind. He turned around and it was Lisa. Well, well, well, so we meet again. I thought to myself. “Look at what the trash brought in,” I said.

  “The fuck you putting yo hands on me for?” Mykell asked clearly pissed.

  “Because I’m tired of you thinking the world of this bitch when she was the one who left yo dumb ass and you still running behind her ass like a lost puppy even though she clearly just got engaged to another nigga.”

  “Look hoe, I’m not gonna be too many more bitches.”

  Like always, Lani and I were in tune with each other. She came out of nowhere and stood by me ready to go to war. “Maybe if yo dry pussy ass was more like her, you could keep a man. I ain’t seen or spoke to yo ass in over a year and you wanna pop off on some bullshit? Fuck outta here with that shit.”

  She slapped the shit out of Mykell. That was when Le’Lani and I pounced on her ass. That bitch was screaming trying to get us off her, but it was to no avail. We were beating that hoe like we should have done a long time ago. “I told yo stupid ass I wasn’t gonna be pregnant forever hoe!”