He chuckled. “I remember that day, you was mad at us for going with you. Talking about we were embarrassing you.”
“I hated that.”
“Okay then, let me ask you this. When was the last time you had sex?”
I got up from the floor and rinsed my mouth. Walking back into my bedroom I fussed at him. “I haven’t had sex in…”
I stopped dead in my tracks as flashbacks of the night I left Detroit came back to my memory. Not one time did Mykell pull out.
“Oh my god, noooo!” I whined as I fell back on the bed. “That hazel eyed bastard has struck again.”
“See, you stay here. Imma run and get you a test so we can know for sure,” he said walking out the room.
Lord, please don’t let this be happening to me again.
Twenty minutes later Lakey came back with some ginger-ale and a First Response Early Pregnancy Test. I took the test and went to the bathroom. I went and peed on the stick and put it on the sink and walked out.
“So wassup?” Lakey asked laying on my bed with his shoes on, knowing damn well I hate that shit.
I walked over to him and took his shoes off. “I have to wait three minutes.”
“Cool, I got you some crackers and something to drink. I already put Fat Fat down for a nap so he’ll be straight for about five hours.” He laughed.
“Leave my baby alone,” I said hitting him in his chest.
We sat and reminisced about the past before he reminded me about the pregnancy test.
“Can you look for me? Pleaseeee?” I pouted.
“Alright man.” He got up and went to the bathroom.
“Ummm I think the two pink lines mean positive.”
At that moment, I felt my heart fall into my stomach. This can’t be happening.
* * *
Finding out I was pregnant yet again was the worst thing ever. Normal people under normal circumstances would be happy but I was the farthest thing from it. Having another baby, especially his baby was not in my plans. I know what I gotta do, it’s the best choice for me right now.
I called Lakey up and told him my plans. He had my back, like always. I walked into my appointment with a heavy heart.
Do I really wanna do this?
I walked out of the clinic with my eyes full of tears. That was the hardest decision I’ve ever had to make in my life but I was satisfied with it.
Chapter 1 2
Kamil
A nigga could get used to this Miami weather. Don’t get me wrong, I love Cali but this tropical weather is the shit. I can’t even believe I’m here. I’m happy as hell but shocked at the same time. I’m staying at the Marriot on Bayshore Drive and as I was getting dressed to go see Neicey, I thought back to the phone call I received a few days ago.
I had just got out the shower when I heard my phone ring. I saw Neicey’s name on the caller I.D. and I rushed to answer it. “Hello?”
“Hey Kamil, how are you?”
“I’m good ma, so what do I owe the pleasure of this phone call?”
“I need someone to talk to, besides I need to pick yo brain about something.”
“Ok, that’s cool. I’m listening.”
“I actually want to talk in person.”
“Uhh, you want me to come to Detroit.”
She chuckled. “Oh I forgot you don’t know, I moved to Miami two months ago.”
“Oh shit, ok. I can do that.”
“How soon can you get here?”
“How soon you need me?”
“Whenever.”
“Alright, I’ll look online and see what flight I can take then I’ll call you and let you know.”
“That’s fine.”
Now here I am three days later, in Miami. I drove to Terrazas River Park in anticipation of seeing Neicey. I knocked on her door and felt nervous as hell. Usually niggas would feel like this was a setup but I don’t get that feeling.
The door open and I saw the most beautiful face that I thought I would never see again. Damn she is so beautiful.
“Hey Kamil,” she greeted smiling.
“Wassup,” I said leaning in for a hug.
My dick stood at attention when she hugged me. She still has that effect on me.
“Come in.” she moved out the way so I could enter.
I nodded my head in approval, this was a bad ass condo and of course she got it decked out.
“Where’s Romell?” I asked.
“He’s with his Godfather.”
“How’s he doing?”
“Good, he’s just ready to get his cast off now so he can move more but the doctor said he wants to wait two more weeks.”
“That’s wassup.” I sat on her couch. “So what did you want to talk to me bout?”
She sat by me and sighed. “Ok, before I moved here I had this feeling that I was being watched or followed. You’re the only person that I’m telling this because I didn’t want anyone thinking it was you. I thought I had eliminated all the key players except for you. I could be wrong or I could just be paranoid. So I need to know who else was in on the plan to take me out.”
Before I could answer, the front door came open. Romell came in running full speed.
“Mommy, look…” he stopped dead in his tracks when he seen me. “Mil?”
He never could say Kamil when he was little so he called me Mil.
“Wassup lil man?”
“Neicey, yo son is too much work.” In walked one of this niggas I remember from Romell’s first birthday.
“What the fuck is he doing here?” he said going behind his back for what I assumed to be a gun.
Neicey jumped up and I smirked. I wish this bitch nigga would, he must have forgot I kill people for a living.
Lakey
I walk in Neicey’s house using the key she gave me and see this bitch nigga sitting there looking a little too comfortable for me. By instinct my hand went to my gun.
“LaShaun, chill. Not in front of Fat Fat,” Neicey said.
I looked at Romell and thought he was the only thing saving this nigga life right now.
“Romell, go to yo room while I talk to yo mom.”
“Bye, Mil,” he said before taking off.
“Yo what the fuck is really good Reneice?”
“I invited Kamil here because I needed to talk to him about something that has been bothering me. Now you know me, you know I don’t do shit without reason so chill. You can stay, listen and help out or you can leave and let me do this shit on my own like I intended to do. You pick.”
I just looked at her stubborn ass then back to the bitch in the room. “I just want to know why?” I asked.
“If you would shut up and sit down, we could figure that out,” Neicey sassed.
I just sat down and stayed silent to hear what he had to say.
“Ok, Kamil. You can continue,” Neicey said sitting back down.
“Well, I was only in the D for about two months when Kya had approached me about some business. She said she was working with this girl to take somebody out. I never asked questions. Why, because I really didn’t care, all I knew was I was about to get paid. They day I met you at Hooters, I didn’t know you were my target. We got close, you moved in, we dated, I fell in love and I proposed. All that shit wasn’t a part of the plan but it happened.”
“So you knew I was going to get raped that night? You left early because you had some business to handle.”
“I knew Kya wanted to have you roughed up, the rape was never supposed to happen. I left early to go talk to her about leaving you alone, when I got the call about you being in the hospital it killed me.”
“So you knew about all the shit that was about to happen to her but not one time did you put her up on game or put two in each of them bitches’ domes?” I spoke up tired of his bullshit.
“I know I should have told her, I wanted to tell her but I just didn’t know how. I never even met the other bitch, she was the mastermind behind all of that shit. Kya’s a
ss was too dumb to do shit.”
“So who else was working with y’all?” I inquired.
“Them, but all I know is some other two niggas. She said one of them was her baby daddy but she never introduced us. She said she wanted to keep him on the low because she knew Mykell would surely kill his ass if he found out.”
“You didn’t at least get a name?”
“Naw,” he said dryly.
This shit is too crazy.
Chapter 1 3
Mykell
It’s been three months since Neicey decided to pull a damn disappearing act in the middle of the night. No lie, a nigga was hurt. I went over to her pops’ house with hopes that we could work things out and put all the bullshit aside. I wanted to be a family, just the four of us. I guess I was the only one that felt that way. I thought I heard her say she loves me, no, I know I heard her say she loves me, but her ass pulled a damn hit it and quit it on my ass.
I knew the exact person to talk to about this shit, even though I knew I was going to get my ass chewed out.
“Hey Pops.”
“Mykell,” he said dryly.
“Why you gotta say it like that?”
“Because I already know what you want and all I have to say is I told you so.”
“I know Pops,” I sighed. “I know.”
“I don’t want to see you sit up here and cry like a lil bitch, I want to know what you are going to do about this situation,” he said.
“I don’t know Pops, I cried to her like a lil bitch and she played my ass to the left. I showed her how much I really loved her and her actions showed she don’t really give a fuck.”
“Oh, so you’re telling me that you finally know how she felt. She finally treated you the way you treated her.”
I took a deep breath and sat back. “Yea but I’m to the point where I say fuck it. I really give up. If she wanted to be a family then she never would have run off with my son. That was a bogus ass move.”
“So basically what you’re telling me is that fighting for your family really don’t mean shit to you?”
“Not if I’m fighting a losing battle.”
“If you really wanted her back and wanted to be a family again, you would do anything to get her back. Oh, and stop thinking that dick of yours can always fix something. That’s the reason you’re in this shit now,” my pops said before getting up and walking out the room.
* * *
I’ve been trying to figure out who could have been trying to get at Neicey; another reason I hate that her ass disappeared. Her ass pulling some AWOL type shit and she still got somebody gunning for her head. I do know that whoever it is, is responsible for putting my son in the hospital. When I find out who it is, there will be hell to play.
“Dad, guess who I talked to today?” MJ said with a mischievous ass grin on his face.
“Who?”
“Mom,” he said smiling.
I looked at him like he was crazy. “MJ don’t play with me,” I said seriously.
“Ok, you don’t believe me.” He laughed before running to his room.
Imma whoop his lil ass.
Janae
Here I am in the bathroom looking at a positive pregnancy test. I’m going through so many mixed emotions right now. How will I tell Micah? Does he even want to have children? Am I ready for another child? Will he think I tried to trap him?
“Yo baby, you don’t hear me talking to you?” Micah said standing in front of me.
“Huh?” I said coming out of my thoughts.
“What’s wrong…” he stopped when he noticed the stick in my hand.
“You’re pregnant?” he asked.
I put my head down and let the tears fall from my eyes. “I’m sorry,” I whispered.
“Sorry? Sorry for what?”
“I didn’t do this on purpose and I wasn’t trying to trap you.”
He kneeled down in front of me. “I know, have you ever thought about the fact that I was trying to trap you?”
I looked at him like he was crazy. “What?”
“I knew what I was doing when I never pulled out, I wanted you to get pregnant. I think it’s time we give Ranee a little brother or sister.” He smiled.
“Are you sure?” I asked.
“Why wouldn’t I be? You don’t want any more kids?” he asked.
“I do, I just didn’t know how you would feel about it.”
He wiped my tears. “Girl stop crying. We gon be good, you, me, my lil mama and my junior,” he said rubbing my stomach.
I laughed. “I can’t believe you trapped me.” I shook my head.
“Well believe it, now you’re stuck with me for life.”
I just smiled and kissed his juicy lips that I love so much.
“Girl, you better stop. That’s how we ended up with this one.”
God I love this man. I don’t know what I would do without him.
Ramone
It feels so good to have my family back together. Me and Lani worked out our differences and have been fine ever since. I guess that family meeting helped us out. My kids love each other and are inseparable, their mothers get along fine so I don’t have any baby mama drama. The only thing that is off in my life is my sister.
This is the longest we’ve ever went without communicating with each other. I still don’t understand why she just up and left like that, my dad and Pops try to act like they don’t know where she is, but I know better. I have a feeling that I know where she is and who she with, all I have to do is make a phone call for confirmation.
Micah
I can’t believe I’m actually about to be a dad. I’ve always been around my nieces and nephews but to have one of my own is a feeling I can’t even explain. I hope it’s a boy so I can have me a little Micah junior running around. I already got my lil mama Ranee, even though I’m not her birth father, that girl is still my daughter. Now I’ll have two kids to spoil.
Reneice
It has officially been seven months since I found out I was pregnant and here I am, big round belly and all. I know in the beginning I wanted an abortion but I changed my mind. An abortion really wasn’t for me. I remember how I felt when I miscarried my first baby so why would I turn around and intentionally kill another baby?
I am nine months pregnant with a healthy baby girl. I can’t wait to meet her. I feel real bad about the fact that Mykell will miss out on her birth; he hasn’t missed the birth of any of his kids. Lakey and Kamil have been excellent at helping me with this pregnancy.
I can tell Kamil was upset when I told him I was pregnant again. He expected that if I got pregnant again, it would be with his baby. He fucked that up, not me. Even though he knew about all that shit that happened to me and even was in on it at one point, I forgave him.
I was sitting on the couch with my feet elevated because my feet were swollen as hell. Romell was being a good boy and rubbing his mommy’s feet, Lakey was cooking dinner and Kamil was watching TV.
“Kamil, I never got a chance to tell you that I’m sorry for your loss.” I smirked knowing damn well I didn’t mean it.
“Who you talking about?” he asked confused.
“Kya.”
He tilted his head to the side. “Kya?”
“Yea, you remember that day,” I said thinking he was playing crazy.
“Neicey, Kya isn’t dead.”
“What!” I said scaring Romell. “I’m sorry baby.”
“I thought you knew that,” he said.
“How? I put a bullet in that bitch’s head Kamil.”
“Correction, that bullet grazed her head. She only had a flesh wound. When the ambulance came and got her, she was breathing.”
‘FUCKKKKK! Lakey!” I yelled.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” He asked with his face screwed up.
“We have a serious problem.”
That was the biggest mistake I have ever made in my life. I should have made sure that bitch was dead, now this could come back
to bite me in the ass.
Chapter 1 4
Mykell
I was fixing me and MJ breakfast when my phone rang. It said it was a Florida number. I wasn’t going to answer but I decided against it.
“Hello?”
“Mykell, we have a problem,” a man said.
“Who the fuck is this?”
“Lakey.”
“Oh, my bad man. Wassup?”
“It’s Neicey. She might be in trouble, hell I could be in trouble my damn self if she knew I was calling you.”
Neicey? The hell he mean she in trouble?
“What you mean she in trouble? How you know where she at?”
“She been down here in Florida with me since she left, she begged me not to call and tell anybody. But enough of that, how soon can you get down here?”
“I’ll book a flight right now.”
* * *
I pulled up to the address Lakey gave me and I had to admit that I was fucking impressed. I called him and told him I was outside.
“I’m on my way down.”
Five minutes later he walked out and came to my car.
He got in and sighed. “Okay look, there is somebody up there that I know you don’t want to see but I need you to know that they are more useful to us alive than they are dead, especially now knowing this new piece of information I just found out. So when you get up there please try to keep it cool and don’t react too fast.”
“Who is it?”
“You’ll see when you get in. second, Neicey cannot know you are here until it’s time to reveal that. I don’t want her crazy ass going off on me and putting a bullet in my ass.”
I laughed. “Cool, man let’s just do this.”
We walked up to his condo. As soon as he opened his door I saw who was sitting on his couch and damn near pulled my gun on this bitch. I just stood there mugging this nigga and he had a smirk on his face.
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