If I Was Your Woman: A BBW Camden Love Story

by Mz. Toni

  "Yeah grimy you think I don't know you drugged me or that I had a condom on or that I didn't even bust in ya dizzy ass," I said laughing at her thirsty ass.

  "So what you tryna say I trapped you?"

  "Oh no bitch you ain't trap me cuz that ain't my baby, we both know that!"

  "You piece of shit who is you to trap, you getting money but not that much!" she said clapping her hands together.

  “I had a long talk with one of my employees. You know Peaches don't you?” I asked with a smirk.

  “Yeah I know that hating bitch she ain’t never liked me!” she replied nervously.

  “Yo cut the bullshit, you lucky to still have ya fucking life after the shit you tried to pull and that's only on the strength of Shante. Imma need you to disappear because I can't control what I might do to you if I ever saw your fucking face again,” I said pissed. Instead of continuing to listen to her bullshit pleas and lies, I just grabbed my shit and headed out the door while she was still following me screaming.

  "Punk ass nigga you better watch ya back."

  I turned around and choked her ass up, I don't put my hands on females but this hoe was testing my patience.

  "Bitch is that a threat!" I said through gritted teeth while applying more pressure. You see I try to be respectful to these fucking bitches and they take me for a fucking joke, I just might have to off this bitch. She couldn't talk so she just shook her head. I let her drop to the floor; to say I was pissed was an understatement.

  "I don't fuck with bitches like you with ya thirsty mad ass. You want this dick," I said grabbing my shit. The dizzy bitch smiled and I swore I saw her mouth water; she licked her lips and nodded her head.

  "You want this dick so bad that you had to drug a nigga, ain’t no dick worth this much trouble, not even mine. If you wanted the dick all you had to do was ask," I said disgusted. I lifted her up and placed her on the couch, my breath was on her neck as I slowly grinded my dick on her pussy through my jeans. She was so excited that she was breathing heavy as hell.

  "Please give me some dick daddy!" she begged. She closed her eyes while moaning, this broad was crazy as hell and I was seeing it more and more.

  "Naw this dick is reserved for wifey and you ain't her!" I said laughing as I fixed my dick and prepared to leave. She screamed loud as hell. She was pissed but oh well fuck her. I walked out the door and headed to my cousin's crib to check him out. When I got in I told him what went down with Angel’s dirty ass and he was cracking the fuck up.

  "Yo that bitch gonna make you hurt her."

  “That shit ain’t funny, I had to lay hands on her cuz,” I said shaking my head.

  “She lucky she did that shit to you and not me because Shante sister or not I would of murked her ass,” Kasan said seriously.

  "Yeah but on some serious shit when the last time you talked to Shante?"

  "To keep it real I ain't been talking to her, she calls and texts but I ignore that shit. I can't keep leading her on; I got a baby on the way."

  "Well check this shit, I was at wifey house earlier and she started texting, then got all serious and started getting dressed and wouldn't tell a nigga where she was going. I looked in her phone and she was texting Shante and she was talking about she got an abortion today," I said giving him the rundown.

  "Abortion, naw she wouldn't do no dumb shit like that, not to my seed!"

  "Why wouldn't she cuz? You been ignoring her, she probably didn't think you gave a fuck," I said keeping it a hundred.

  "Man so the fuck what!" he said punching the wall.

  "Calm down, don't go over there all in ya feelings on no rah rah shit," I said trying to calm this crazy nigga down.

  "Man fuck that, I'm going to go get some answers!" he said grabbing his keys and heading out. Grabbing a bottle of henny I took that shit to the head between my drama with Camille and Angel to my cousin’s drama with Shante and Keisha ,we had some major decisions to make and these women weren't putting up with our bullshit.

  Chapter 25

  (Kasan)

  Yo ignoring Shante has been so hard for me. I don't sleep, I barely eat, she got a nigga stressin. I missed her like crazy but to find out that she was pregnant and could have possibly aborted my seed that shit hurt and I refused to believe it until I talked to her. I wanted to rush right over there, but I had a meeting. As I drove listening to Jay-Z’s “Song Cry” I couldn't help but think did I turn her into a bad girl, did I push her past her breaking point. I mean my intentions were good, I chose her over Keisha but my baby over her. I know I want to be there for Keisha and my seed but I'm starting to think maybe I made a mistake. I'm getting real suspicious of Keisha’s sneaky ass, she says she's four months pregnant but doesn't have no kind of roundness. This my first child but I’ve seen enough pregnant bitches to know when something ain’t right. She doesn't let me go to doctor’s appointments, I started to just follow her ass but honestly, I don't care enough to do that shit. I got Shante on my mind most of the time, but I see the sneaky shit Keisha doing and I'm just giving her enough rope to hang herself.

  "What's up old head?" I said when I entered my office.

  "Chilling son how's business?" he asked getting straight to the point.

  "Everything's everything," I said keeping it short.

  "Right right, so how's the whole pregnancy thing?"

  "Man I wouldn't even know and I'm starting to wonder if she even is pregnant."

  "Don't you think you should've found that out before you ended shit with ole girl?"

  "Maybe but I went over to her house a few weeks ago, man I missed her ass."

  "Yeah and let me guess, slipped up and hit it?" he said laughing.

  "And you know this mane. I tried to keep shit cordial and look what happened, so I backed away now I don't answer her texts or calls and she been blowing a nigga up."

  "I need to meet this girl that done stolen my lil gangstas heart," Los said laughing.

  "Yeah she's definitely something else, nothing like any woman I've even met," I said shaking my head.

  "Well I guess you better stop playing and get her. You can be a pops to your seed without being trapped by her ass."

  “You're right but you know how shit was with my lame ass father, I just want to be there full time for mine, give em what I didn't have you feel me.”

  "I got a daughter that I haven't seen in years because her mother didn't like the fact that I didn't want her anymore. Sometimes I think maybe I should have stayed because as unhappy as I would've been with her, I would have still had my baby girl," he said sadly.

  "Damn that's fucked up but that's exactly what I don't want to go through."

  "Naw she wasn't right in the head doing all them damn drugs and shit, I'm foul because I haven't even attempted to look for my baby girl because I'm ashamed. Can you believe that I've murdered dozens of niggas, I'm a kingpin, but I'm afraid to face my child," he said laughing.

  "That's because you love her and you care about what she thinks, it ain't nothing wrong with that."

  "I guess so son, but enough about my shit, it was good seeing you as always and you better get your shit together and get your woman," he said hugging me.

  "I got you. Next time I see you my shit will be in order," I replied with a chuckle. We shook hands and I raced to Shante’s house. When I got to Shante’s house I knocked on the door, when she opened it I almost forgot that I was mad. She had on her signature house outfit, little boy shorts and a wife beater, damn her thighs were looking succulent.

  "What's up, can we talk?"

  "Kasan what are you doing here and don't even think about coming in!" she snapped.

  "Please tell me you didn't do it," I said ignoring her nasty attitude.

  "Do what?"

  "Did you get an abortion?"

  "I don't think that's any of your business!" she replied trying my fucking patience.

  "Fuck you mean it ain't none of my business that was my baby too!"

  "Kasan get away
from my door with ya bullshit!"

  "Just answer my fucking question, did you do it?"

  "Yeah I did and what?" she said boldly. I really had to stop myself from slapping the shit out of her.

  "Why would you do that shit without talking to me? You really got me ready to slap the dog shit outta ya ass!"

  "Nigga please, I called you numerous times and texted you, did you bother to reply? And nigga I wish you would put ya fucking hands on me, believe me when I tell you this ain’t what the fuck you want!” she said stepping in my face.

  "Yo back the fuck up out my face Shante you really testing my patience, you could have left a message or waited until you found me."

  "That's not my job to keep searching for you or keep calling, if you didn't have your head so far up that hoe Keisha’s ass I bet you would have answered!"

  "This ain't about her, it’s about us."

  "What us? You were supposed to be my fucking friend. When I called you ya ass should have answered and now you come to my door acting like I owe you something, nigga have several seats. I had to go through that shit alone. I was forced to make decisions on my own and if you want me to keep it all the way a hundred, I aborted our child because you abandoned me, our baby, and our friendship. You really think I want to bring a baby into our messy ass situation. So you came here for an explanation and you got it so go back home and play house with that bitch and your so called baby!" she screamed slamming the door in my face. How the fuck did I come here to confront her and I end up feeling like shit? She cursed me out so bad that I couldn't do shit but leave, hell I had no choice since she slammed the door in my fucking face. Maybe she's right, I mean she did try to call me numerous times, maybe this is my fault. Naw fuck that this ain't my fault.

  Chapter 26

  (Shante)

  I've been running around like a mad woman planning Camille's baby shower and now today is the big day. There is supposed to be over sixty people attending. Between our friends from work, her family and Mark's family it was going to be packed. I had it catered by Corinne's soul food. There was fried chicken, BBQ chicken, baked mac n cheese, red beans and rice, BBQ ribs, collard greens, cabbage, and candied yams, you name it we had it. I did the decorations, it was a mint green and brown jungle theme, that shit was hot as hell. I got a good friend from work who was starting a business for custom-made cookies, cupcakes, cake pops and whatever other tasty treat you could think of. I had a candy table and a gift table. As I finished putting the finishing touches on everything, Mark walked in.

  "Hey sis this is hot for real!" he said as he looked around.

  "Thanks it was hard as hell but anything for my god baby," I replied smiling.

  "You need me to do anything?"

  "Yeah, well it starts in two hours and I still have to go get dressed and grab Cam but the DJ still isn't here so I need to make sure he has everything together when he gets here," I said stressing.

  "I got this, you go ahead and get ready," he said hugging me.

  "Thanks bro," I said grabbing my keys and rushing out.

  When I got home, I grabbed my outfit and prepared my shower. I had a shirt made with my god baby's ultrasound picture that said auntie’s baby in brown and mint green with little foot prints all over. I got Mark and Camille the same shirts and everybody else would have buttons. Cam asked what took me so long planning her baby shower but she didn't know that I was paying for all of this myself. Mark offered on numerous occasions but this was something I wanted to do for my god baby and best friend. I wasn't balling like them so it took me some time, but best believe I got it done. After showering, I threw on some skin tight jeans from Ashley Stewart and a pair of black Jordan's to match my shirt. I threw my hair in a messy bun and I was ready to go. It was no way I was getting dolled up just to be running around all day. Part of me was nervous as hell because this would be the first time I've seen Kasan since the night he came to my house acting an ass. I didn't know whether he was bringing his bitch with him, but I wouldn't hesitate beating that hoe ass if she tried me. This was Camille and Mark's day so I just hope that everything runs smoothly. I grabbed my car keys and headed to get Camille. Calling her to let her know I was outside, I waited for her to buzz me in and headed up.

  "Hey bitch you ready to go?"

  "Oh my God your shirt is so cute, did you get me one?"

  "You know I did!" I said handing Cam her shirt. It was the same as mine but the picture was different, it was one of the pregnancy pictures she took with Mark and it was adorable.

  "You don't think it’s wrong wearing this shirt to Melissa's baby shower?" she asked laughing.

  "Hell naw it ain't wrong, shit we got her a gift. I bought these shirts for us to show off our little baby!" I said laughing. Our friend from work was five months pregnant and I told her we were going to her baby shower. This baby must be making her ass dumb because it ain't no way I would have believed the shit I told her. She looked beautiful with her long box braids, brown maternity stretch pants and brown wedges. You couldn't tell her ass shit even though she knew she shouldn't have had on no wedges, heels or booties while being eight and a half months pregnant.

  "Alright I'm ready," she said adding an extra coat of MAC lip gloss. We headed to my truck and I high tailed it to the hall. When we pulled up, there were cars everywhere; I suddenly got super excited for her. I sent Mark a text letting him know we were about to walk in.

  "Alright come on," I said opening her door and helping her out of the truck.

  "Girl this truck is a pregnant girl’s worst nightmare!" she said laughing.

  "And you’re short and pregnant so you definitely ain't winning," I replied laughing. When we walked in everybody jumped out and screamed surprise.

  "Oh my God imma kick your ass," she whispered to me holding her heart. Mark walked up to her and the photographer took a picture of the three of us, then I moved to the side so they could take some alone. Once that was done, I grabbed her hand and sat her in her chair. Mark was looking too cute with his shirt on with some Levi's and a brown fitted cap. Looking around, I had definitely outdid myself. We were eating, dancing, playing games and having a good time until Kasan and Keisha walked up, I looked at Cam and she had the same sour face as me.

  "Hey beautiful," Kasan said to Cam kissing her cheek and shaking Mark’s hand.

  "What's up my boy?" Mark said smiling. He was so excited to be having a baby with Cam everybody could see it. I was gonna have to have a talk with her soon about this situation with Mark.

  "Shit coming to help you celebrate the birth of my lil cousin, but yo this is from Los he told me to give you and Camille his love and congratulations," he said handing Mark a thick envelope. Keisha looked at me and rubbed her stomach, I swear I wanted to knock that smile off her face but I refused to show out at my bestie’s baby shower so I put on a fake smile and excused myself. I walked around making sure everything and everyone was good. Her gift table was full and so was underneath it.

  "Hey sweetie, you did your thing on this baby shower!" a beautiful thick older lady said.

  "Thank you ma'am, are you enjoying yourself?"

  "Don't ma'am me girl, my name is Betty and I asked my nephew who planned this and he pointed me in your direction," she said smiling.

  "Yeah Camille, the soon to be mommy, is my best friend so I had to do it big," I replied laughing.

  "I'm gonna have to get you to plan my son's baby shower once he finds a good woman to plant some seeds in," she said shaking her head. Grabbing a seat, we both sat down and continued to talk, she was cool as hell and feisty, I loved it.

  "Oh no this isn't something I do for a living, I just did this for Camille," I said laughing.

  "Are you sure because you’re really good at it and you definitely would make a good party planner," she said while stuffing some yams into her mouth.

  "Yes I'm sure. Don't get me wrong, I had a lot of fun doing this, but I'm in my last year of school. I will be a social worker very soon, that's my p
assion, this would just be a hobby," I told her honestly.

  "Oooohh you're beautiful, successful, a good head on your shoulder, not to mention you thicker than grits! I'm gonna have to hook you up with my son so he can leave that tramp he with," she said boldly.

  "Oh my God!" I said bursting out laughing.

  "Chile you laughing but I'm dead ass serious, are you single?"

  "Yes I'm very single," I stated honestly.

  "Alright well I'm gonna need you to slide me them digits because my son would love you. Hell I already love you so even if you don't want him still call me and keep in touch," she said sincerely hugging me.

  "Awww I like you too Ms. Betty," for the rest of the baby shower me and Betty laughed, talked about people and cracked jokes, I really felt close to her. We were having a good conversation until Cammy called me up front. Holding the mic, Camille began to speak.

  “Hey everybody, for all that don't know who she is this is my bestie Shante and the person who put this whole thing together. We have been best friends for eleven years and for all those years this girl has had my back, my front and my side. We've cried together, fought together, laughed together and did dirt together. Shante you are truly my ride or die, A1 since day one and I just want you and everybody here to know that I appreciate you,” she said while crying and hugging me.

  “Awwwwww thanks boo I love you too!” I said tearing up.

  “Well me and Mark wanted to give you something just to let you know that we love and appreciate you,” she said handing me an envelope. When I looked in it, I was taken aback by all the hundreds. This was wayyyy more than what I paid for the baby shower.

  “No I don't want it. I did this as a gift to you and my god baby!” I said trying to give her back the envelope but she had already started walking away.

  “You know how emotional she been lately so please just keep the money before she has a fit, it's from us to you,” Mark said hugging me and walking away. I walked back to Ms. Betty's table and sat down.

  “Aww that's sweet you and your best friend remind me of me and my home girl Candy!” she said smiling.