305 Lovin' 2

by Diamond Johnson

  “See what?” I asked.

  Nita showed me her phone and there was a video playing on Instagram. I looked and baller alert on Instagram had uploaded a video and in the video Quan and that bitch were walking, holding hands and right before the video went off, she showed the camera her ring. I must admit, that shit was huge and I was so fuckin’ angry.

  “You think they got married?” I asked Nita.

  I tried my best to will myself not to cry, but it was so fuckin’ hard. I’ll admit, at first when I got with Quan, I probably came off as a money hungry bitch, looking for a meal ticket, but I honestly did love that man. I never really got to see his sweet side like how he is with his daughter and his bitch. Every time I was around him, all we did was fuck, and if I did manage to get caught running the streets with him in the tabloids, it would be because I damn near would beg him to take me out. I know one thing, he can never fault me for having feelings for him because it’s not like I’m some psycho ex that just doesn’t know how to let go, or was led on. He was doing this to me and for me, as if we were in a relationship, even though I knew we weren’t. He had even brought me to a few of his shows before and introduced me to his boys.

  “Think? Bitch, I know! He even said the shit early this morning on his Twitter page,” Nita told me.

  All of sudden, a thought came to mind. I no longer wanted to get the abortion, in fact, this only made me want to go through with my decision. I had a couple of tricks up my sleeve. He scorned the wrong bitch, and I didn’t take well to hearing the surprise of him going out and marrying that bitch.

  “Your daughter, Kassidy, is still in the class with their daughter China right?” I asked her.

  “Yes, why you ask?” she said, taking a seat next to me at the kitchen table.

  “And your friend, Linda, still works down at Memorial Hospital correct?” I asked her, not bothering to answer the question that she had asked me.

  “Yes, she still works there. Why you want to know all of this? What’s your motive?”

  Nita knew me well enough to know that I was always plotting and always had something up my sleeve.

  “I got a plan, and I know that some big money will be involved with this one too. I just need you to promise that you’ll help out with it.” I said to her and watched as she gave me a skeptical look. “Come on, Nita! You know you need the money, and that little bullshit job that you have with Walmart is barely paying your damn bills. You hardly get any hours over there,” I said, trying to bribe her.

  Nita worked part-time as a cashier at Walmart and it was kind of a struggle for her to pay her bills and be a single mother altogether. I knew that she could use some money, which is why I would only give her the money if she were to agree to the plan.

  “I know you, Chantel, and I also know what you will do some low down shit when it comes to what you are willing to sacrifice for some money. So, I just want to make sure that whatever I’m about to agree with does not put my child or me in danger,” she said.

  Nita thinking too much into it and she was starting to annoy the hell out of my ass. At this point, I needed her because she was close to people that could help me out in the long run.

  “You don’t have to worry about any of that,” I said to her.

  “Okay, so what you need me to do?”

  I could sense that she was still a little bit on the fence about the entire situation, so I tried to make it as simple as possible.

  “I need you to plan a sleepover at your house for Kassidy, but only invite China. When you tell Charlie about the sleepover, make sure you make it seem like you’re inviting a few other girls from the same classroom,” I said. My mind was in overdrive as all type of thoughts were coming to me.

  “Wait, and what the fuck do we get out of that? How does that benefit us at the end of the day?” she asked stupidly.

  I banged my fist on the table out of frustration. This dumb bitch was pissing me off with her theatrics.

  “Nita, can you not see the big picture? There will be no damn sleepover! We’re going to hold his daughter up for ransom with the help of someone that I know, named Tracy,” I said.

  “So let me get this straight. You want me to set up a bullshit ass sleepover at my house and have a seven-year-old little girl involved, with the possibility of you bringing another man in that could possible rape or even worse, kill her! And here’s the finale, you then want me to believe that if we do make it out alive once Quan finds out that we all took part in the kidnapping of his daughter, that we might get paid a little bit of money in the end. That nigga is from the streets! Do you really believe that he will just allow you and this Tracy nigga to simply hand back over his daughter and then you’ll get the money and live happily ever after and walk away from this shit? Hell no! I don’t love money that much and I have a daughter that I have to raise who needs me, so no! I will not take part in this shit!” she said to me, pissed off.

  “Oh yeah?” I asked.

  I walked over to the kitchen counter, opened the top drawer, pulled out my gun and pointed it right between her eyes. “Seems to me that you don’t have a fuckin’ choice anymore! So, what’s it’s gonna be, Nita? You in or you out?” I asked with a menacing look on my face.

  I watched as tears fell from her eyes and her body shook of fear. I hated that it had to come down to this. All her ass had to do was just agree to my plan, and then I would never have had to pull out a gun on her. Cousin or not, if she didn’t say what I wanted to hear, I was killing her ass dead right here at this very moment, and would think nothing of it tomorrow.

  “I’m in,” she said as she wiped her face.

  “Great, I’m glad we could come to an understanding. Oh, and by the way, I’m going to need for you to holla at your friend that works down at Memorial Hospital to tamper with the DNA test too. What you think about that?” I asked her, even though I knew she would agree because the gun was still trained on her.

  “Yes, I’ll do it,” she said as tears continued to run down her face.

  “Great, and your ass better not tell anyone about this conversation because it’ll be your daughter who I come for next, now get the fuck out of my house,” I said and walked away from her.

  She hurried and got her purse from the den, and when I heard my front door close, I went over to the kitchen counter and picked up my phone. I went to my contacts and decided to call Tracy. Believe it or not, I wouldn’t be able to pull this off if he didn’t agree to help me out. I dialed him and waited for him to answer.

  “Yo!” he answered the phone on the fourth ring. I could hear a lot of music in his background, making it seem like he was at the club or some shit.

  “Hey, stranger …” I started. I didn’t want to just jump right into the conversation without some small talk first.

  “Cut the bullshit, Chantel. What you calling me for? I know it ain’t to see how a nigga doing or some shit like that! So what’s up? What you want?” he asked.

  I rolled my eyes because his nasty attitude was pissing me off. Lil dick ass nigga! I ran down my plan for him. The same plan that I had just gave to Nita, and I hoped that he was on board.

  “Ay, you gone fuck around and get your ass killed. This is a grown man’s job, baby girl. I plan on getting that nigga by the end of the week. He doesn’t switch up his fuckin’ routines and his ass don’t ever have a bodyguard with him. That’s his fuckin’ problem, though. He walks around this bitch like he can’t be touched, but he about to be in for a rude awakening,” Tracy said.

  He was talking nothing but pure shit. Everybody in fuckin’ Miami knows where Quan hangs out at. They knew the restaurants he liked to go to and they knew his ass stayed up in a booty club somewhere, so it wasn’t hard to find him. Tracy was just running his fuckin’ mouth because, for the past few months, he’s been saying that he was going to get at that nigga and nothing had happened since. Which is why I had stopped fuckin’ with him because he was nothing but all talk. If I was going to take a chance and have
his baby up for ransom, I needed a male figure with me, just in case one of our asses had to die in that bitch.

  “Alright, well let me know if you change your mind. The sleepover is going to be set for this Friday,” I said and hung up the phone.

  I could see it now. That dumb bitch running around like a chicken with his head cut off because she couldn’t find her baby. It was going to be even funnier once she finds out that I’m pregnant. She doesn’t need to know that her husband isn’t the father, because at the end of the day, how much fun would that be? I want to see the little bitch sweat!

  Chapter 14: Charlie

  “Mommy, did I tell you how much I loved you today?” my conniving little daughter asked me as I walked out of the cafeteria with her.

  I’d just picked her up from aftercare at school. I knew her little sneaky butt was up to something because that’s how she always started off the conversation whenever she was in the process of begging for something.

  “What do you want, China? And no you didn’t tell me how much you loved me today,” I said, looking down at her pretty self.

  “Okay, well Mommy, I love you oh so much, and you look so beautiful today. I just need a small favor. My friend Kassidy from my class is having a sleepover this week at her house and she asked me about it in class. She told me that her mom was going to talk to you about it today. Oh wait, there goes her mom over there,” China said.

  She pointed to Kassidy’s mother, who was now walking my way, and I slapped her finger down for pointing. I knew of Kassidy and her mother, and I would have little small talks with her every now and then when ran into each other coming to pick up our kids from school. She seemed like a cool chick, and every time I saw her, she would be in a Walmart uniform, so I think that she would be coming from work.

  “Oh, hey, Charlie. I was hoping that I was going to run into you today. Kassidy has been begging me to have a sleepover at this house, but I’ve always been so busy because of work. Luckily, I was able to get this week Friday off, so I’m finally going to go ahead and give my daughter this sleepover that she has been begging me about. Nothing big, it’s just going to be her and a few of her classmates,” she let me know, all in one breath.

  “I’m so overprotective of my daughter, and with the crazy ass world we live in, I’m scared to leave her in the presence of someone else, no offense to you …” I started off.

  “Mommy!” China butted in, but I but her right back behind me.

  “Where do you stay?” I asked her, wanting to know her living environment before I dropped my baby off anywhere.

  “I stay in a condo out in Miramar. Just myself and Kassidy,” she explained to me.

  “So, no boyfriend? No husband or anything? I’m only asking because I don’t want my daughter around other men in shit that isn’t kin to her. Her daddy would kill me and I would probably kill you for having another man around her, again, no offense to you,” I told her again.

  “None taken. I completely understand. I have a daughter as well so I could understand your hesitation,” she let me know. I was normally able to read people, and she didn’t come across as having some sort of motive, so I think that I would allow for China to go ahead and attend the party.

  “What time should I have her over to your house on Friday?” I asked.

  “Yesss!” I heard China squeal from behind me.

  My poor baby had never been to a sleepover before because I was just so overprotective, but I couldn’t see any harm in her going over to Kassidy’s house, which is why I went ahead and agreed.

  “Have her over at six. Thank you, and I’ll go ahead and let Kassidy know. I know she’s going to be so excited,” she beamed.

  After talking for a little bit more, she went inside to get her daughter, while China and I walked to my car. I saw so much shit that happens on the news, so I could only hope that I was making the right decision.

  Friday couldn’t come quick enough. It was Friday evening and I had already gone ahead and packed China’s bag last night. Jaquan was out of town for the weekend in L.A., so it looked like I would have the house all to myself this weekend.

  I planned to drop China off at Kassidy’s house and then swing by my store to help go over inventory, and then I was planning to out later on with my girls. I had already gone into work this morning, but the truck didn’t come until after I had already left. Me, always wanting to be on top of shit around the store, I wanted to go back and make sure that everything I ordered was there. Certain shit, I was just very anal about, and I just couldn’t control my bossy ways.

  “China, it’s almost 6. Are you ready to leave now?” I yelled from downstairs.

  Her little ass was taking forever and I needed to hurry up and drop her off so that I could get to the store and wouldn’t have to be there all night.

  “I’m coming, Mommy. Did you pack my Frozen pajamas because I can’t find it in here,” she yelled from her room?

  “I already packed it, China. Let’s go!” I said.

  A few seconds later, she came down the stairs.

  I had her simply dressed in a denim dress from guess, with her red Timberland boots on and her small, red around the shoulder Louis Vuitton purse. I braided her hair last night and she was looking so pretty.

  “Stand right there, baby. Let me take a few pictures of you,” I said.

  I pulled out my IPhone and snapped a few pictures of her and then sent them to her daddy.

  After that, we headed outside. I buckled her into her booster seat and then I got into the driver’s seat, put the address into my GPS and then headed for the house. Since I was coming all the way from Star Island, in Miami, it took me a little over an hour to get out to Miramar because the traffic was terrible. We pulled up to the condos and they looked to be in good condition. I could see from where I was parked, the condo that Nita stayed in.

  “Come sit in the front seat right quick, China.”

  My daughter climbed up front and I turned the radio down.

  “What are my rules, China?” I asked her.

  “Really, Mommy? We went over this last night,” she whined.

  China!” I said, letting her know that this wasn’t up for debate.

  “Okay, Mommy. Don’t let no one bathe me or see my private parts. If I see a man in the house, call you so you can come and get me. Don’t eat anything with peanuts in it because I’m allergic. Call you before I go to sleep, and don’t drink any soda,” she said.

  I smiled at her because the shit was finally embedded in her head. I pulled her into me and rained a thousand kisses on her face before pulling away and letting both of us out.

  We walked up hand in hand toward the door, and when I reached it, I knocked. A few minutes later, Nita came to the door, wearing a big smile on her face. “Hey, Charlie. Hey, China. Come right on in. China, you can go right on back, Kassidy’s in the kitchen,” she said

  China kissed me goodbye and headed to the kitchen, leaving Nita and I standing in the front of the house.

  “It’s pretty quiet in here for a sleepover to be going on. Where are the rest of the girls?” I asked her.

  “Three of the moms just called and said that they would be here soon. They said that they were stuck in traffic. China is the first one here.”

  I had no reason to doubt her because I knew how traffic could be on a Friday evening.

  “Okay, you mind if I look around?” I asked her.

  “Come on, I’ll show you around,” she said and led the way.

  After giving me a brief tour of the house, I must admit I was satisfied. I was kind of curious on how she could afford this condo, working at Walmart. Plus, the room that she said belonged to Kassidy wasn’t really kid friendly, but it was clean as hell. I wasn’t about to judge anyone on what they did on the side, though.

  “Alright, I’m about to head out. Please, don’t let anything happen to my baby because I won’t be so forgiving,” I stressed and I could see the fear in her eyes. I didn’t even want my baby
coming back with a damn paper cut.

  “She’s safe here Charlie. You can come get her tomorrow at 5 p.m.,” she said.

  I nodded my head then I went into the kitchen where Kassidy and China were and gave my baby one final hug before I left.

  8:30 P.M

  It was pretty busy in my store tonight and I hadn’t sat my ass down since I stepped foot in there. I knew Jaquan would let my ass have it if he saw the way I was in here working like a dog. He felt that since I was the boss, that I wasn’t supposed to get my hands dirty. He expected me to just walk around and give out orders, but I just couldn’t. I had to be somewhere in the mix. I was in the front of the store, changing the outfits on one of the mannequins when I heard someone call my name from behind me. I turned around and it was one of the little girls from China’s class and her mother.

  “Hey, Charlie girl. Working hard, huh?” Chelsea asked me. Her daughter’s name was Blaire, and she and China were pretty tight.

  “Yeah, you know me. If you’re purchasing something, let one of my cashiers know that I said to give you a ten percent discount. Hey Blaire,” I said.

  She smiled shyly and gave me a wave.

  “Thanks, Charlie, I appreciate it. How’s China?” she asked me.

  “She’s good, I just dropped her off at Kassidy’s house tonight for a sleepover,” I told them.

  “A sleepover? Kassidy is my best friend and she didn’t invite me!” Blaire cut in, not being shy anymore.

  “Wait, Charlie, you took China all the way to Lincoln Field for a sleepover?” Chelsea asked me, referring to one of the most dangerous areas in Miami.