So Gone (12 page)

“It’s too late fo’
all of that. You should’ve thought about that shit before you keyed that fuck
shit on my ride!” I spat pointing my finger in her face. I was two seconds from
stomping a hole in her ass.

“
Baby, I didn’t do
it. I swear,
”
she denied.

“
Nobody else would’ve
done no shit like that. Especially not Mika, Shawdy one hunnid wit’ hers. And
she don't even know where you rest at,
” I argued.

“Well,
maybe Chunuchi or somebody did it.”

Chunuchi got down
like that, but we hadn’t fucked each other in three years. She didn’t sweat me
like that no more, so I discounted her.

“Nah,
you
did it. Don’t lie, be twenty one about it,
”
I
challenged Luscious.

“Blunt, I’ve done a
lot of things, and I kno’ you’ve caught me in a few lies. Fa real, Baby, I
didn’t do that. I put that on our daughter.” She put her right hand up like she
was being sworn in before testifying in court.

I shook my head in
pity. “That just goes to sho’ how lowdown ya ass is. You will lie and put it on
Ebony.”

“I'm not lying!
Whoever did it keyed some shit on my car too. Why you think I got it repainted?
I took it to Mr. Marshall down the street, and he re-painted the whole car.”

I opened the door
and looked outside, and the hell if she wasn’t tellin’ the truth. Her car was a
shade lighter than it was before. If Luscious was tellin’ the truth, then who
could have done the shit? I wondered.

“Let me find out,”
I said and closed the door and locked it behind me.

I pulled Luscious
into my arms and squeezed her tight. “We gonna have to make this quick.” I
kissed her neck and guided her toward the bedroom.

When we both
undressed, I pulled out a condom and wrapped up. Luscious went
snap
!

“What the fuck you
doing? Do you strap up wit’ Mo’?” she asked wit’ her legs gaped wide open.

“Nope, but I'm
wrapping up wit’ you from now on.”

She closed her legs
and pushed me in the chest. “Get the hell up off me, Mothafucka. I ain’t no
trick bitch, and you ain’t taking my baby nowhere.
”

I didn’t even
argue  wit’ her.

I bounced on over
to scoop up Devin. When I got there, Fatal was kicked back on the sofa like he
had moved in. I ignored him, but best believe he was gon’ get it. I swooped my
li’l man up and headed back to Mo’s.

Devin said, “Daddy,
that man put his thing in Mama’s booty hole last night.”

“What the fuck did
he just say?”
I asked myself.

Devin looked over
at me. “I seen ‘em. He was doing it to Mama’s booty hole on the couch, and she
was calling him Daddy,” he blurted out.

I busted a
mothafuckin’ u-turn. I was going back and kill that bitch for doin’ that shit
in front of my seed!  

I parked my car in
the garage and stepped out, tired as heck. Blunt had really put it down all
night long. My kitty tingled as I recalled him thrusting deep inside of me.
"Lawd!" I exclaimed, fanning myself.

Leesha’s car wasn’t
in the driveway which was a relief because I didn’t feel like answering a bunch
of questions. She would have been real upset had I told her who I was really
with last night.

I entered the house
from inside the garage. I strolled pass the kitchen and saw that it was
spotless and that the floor had been waxed. Leesha had done a great job with
keeping my house neat and tidy. Once I made it to my bedroom, I saw a note on
my bed. Leesha informed me that she and the girl’s were out shopping and that
they would be leaving for home in the morning.

I showered and
changed into a gray pair of lounging pants and a white tee shirt. I paid my
mortgage over the phone and sat on the side of my bed in deep thought. I wanted
to call Blunt and check to make sure he wasn’t already up to no good, but I
wanted to trust him to do the right thing.

My phone vibrated
in my hand and alerted me that I had a picture message coming through. A
picture popped up on the screen of Blunt, Luscious, and a baby. The three of
them were dressed in matching black and white outfits. The baby wore a pair of
black tights with a white dress. Luscious stood over Blunt with her hand on his
shoulder as he sat holding their daughter.

A long text message
came through next. It read:
Dumb Bitch! While you’re walking around with
your nose high in the air like you’re that bitch, you need to kno’ that me and
yo’ man are steady fuckin. I could tell you some shit that would have yo’
bougie ass sick, so let me start telling you so you can throw up. I’ve been in
yo’ house from the front to the back.

I gasped.

When I caught my breath,
a call was coming in. I recognized the number immediately and hesitated before
deciding that I had had enough.

“Bitch, what the
hell do you want?” I answered. Pure venom tinged my voice.

“Boo, I kno’ that
your bathroom is beige and maroon, and your guest bedroom is white with the
baby blue comforter and linen. I love that pillow top mattress, too. If you
don’t believe that I’ve been to your crib, go look under the bed because I left
you a small surprise.” She chuckled before hanging up.

I sprinted through
the house like my panties were on fire. I dropped to my knees in the guest
bedroom and looked under the bed. True enough, I found a purple c-cup bra and a
size 6 matching thong.

Infuriated, I
called Luscious back.
“
Bitch, you have fucked
up now. Sleeping with my man is one thing, but bringing your trifling ass up in
my home is way too mothafuckin much! So whenever I see you, and I don't care if
it's outside of Heaven's doors, I’m fucking you up.
”

“
Woo, woo, woo. I'm
scared.
”

“You
might not be, but you'll wish you were. Trust and believe Boo Boo, I'm going to
get a piece of that ass for coming up in my house.” The nice girl was gone!

Luscious burst out
laughing.
“
How you like that, Bougie Bitch?
Did you think you were the only bitch that knows how to get down and dirty for
hers?”

“
Uh huh, my neighbor
just described your car and told me that she saw you and some other bitch
keying me and Blunt’s ride. Your prissy ass is gonna pay for that when I catch
you in the streets. You better be able to fight ‘cause I’m gon’ beat you so bad
yo’ mammy won’t recognize you.”

I sat my bottom on
the floor listening to the simple minded whore. “I bet you I’m not scared,” I
said bristling inside.

“I stay strapped
and if you so bad, bring yo’ ass back over here right now. I got somethin’ for
yo’ ass. Bitch, I got more heat to put on yo’ ass than hell. Now, C’mon!”

“You ain’t gon’
do…” I said before the dizzy ass bat hung up on me.

I dialed Blunt’s
number in a tizzy. I was so hot under the collar, my hands shook.

Devin answered the
phone. “Let me speak to your daddy.”

 “My daddy outside
arguing with my mama,” he reported innocently.

“
Oh, really?” I was
about to blow my top.

“Yep, who is this,
Mika?” he guessed incorrectly.

“No, this is Mo’.
Why is your daddy arguing with Chunuchi?” I questioned him.

“Cause I told my
daddy that my mama was letting a man put his wiener in her bootyhole. Now they
outside cussing and fussing.
”

“That’s enough,
Devin.
”
I cut him off.

What had come out
of his mouth was downright disgusting.

“You want me to
take the phone to my daddy?” he asked.

“No, in fact, don’t
even tell him that I called. Goodbye.”

I hung up and sat
there wondering if Blunt was arguing with Chunuchi because of the filthy things
she had let their son see her doing or if his anger was actually jealousy in
disguise.

The more I thought
about it, the madder I got. It was time for me to take my anger out on one of
Blunt’s baby’s mamas.

Luscious won the
prize.

What she did was
the ultimate form of disrespect. Then she had the audacity to call me up and
gloat about it! Really? As Cuz might say, where they do that?

Right before I
walked out of the door in a pair of black True Religion skinny-legged jeans, a
black and white baby tee, and a pair of all white Adidas --- my kick me some
ass gear --- Leesha called.

I told her the
business.

“Oh hell nawl, I’ll
be there in ‘bout fifteen minutes. Don't go nowhere without me,” she said.

Leesha had been to
jail twice for stabbing a chick at a club and for property damage. She set her
ex-boyfriend’s car on fire in the early 2000’s. That girl was a fool for real.

“There’s no way in
the hell I’ma let you go over there by yo’ self,” she adamantly stated. “I’m on
my way.”

We hung up, and I
waited for her arrival.

About twenty
minutes passed, my stomach was quivering from tension. I stretched across my
bed sideways with a hundred thoughts running through my head. I suddenly heard
a loud car horn honking outside. I shook my head and leaped from the bed,
grabbed my keys from my nightstand, and headed to the front door. Leesha’s
twins met me at the door with a handful of bags.

“
Hey, Auntie Mo’,”
they greeted in unison.

“
Hi.” I rushed
passed them and hopped in the car with their mom.

Leesha was sitting
behind the wheel ready to go get it popping.

Yo’ Gotti’s tune
‘Go Girl’ bumped from her system as we flew to our destination. Leesha talked
trash about Blunt all the way there. She called him everything but a child of
God. I didn’t bother telling her that Blunt and I had made up.

I looked down at
the speedometer and saw that Cuz was pushing ninety miles per hour. She only
slowed a bit when we got off the interstate. She zoomed down the street, our
hair blowing in the wind. When she turned into the apartment complex on two
wheels, my head hit the passenger side window, but I felt no pain because I was
in Angry Black Woman mode.

To my surprise,
Luscious was standing in her doorway with some goofy looking bright skinned man
when we pulled up. He kissed her on her cheek before strolling to his ride and
pulling off.

Luscious waved
goodbye to him and looked up and down the street. Three dusty fiends shuffled
by staring inside the vehicle at me and Leesha.
“Y'all
better push the hell on,” s
he gritted her teeth at them and they kept it
moving.

“That's that nasty
skank right there,
” I pointed up on the porch at
Luscious while
unfastening my seatbelt with my other hand.

“Go check that
hoe,” Leesha gassed me up. She put her car in park and murdered the engine.
“And you better beat her ass, Mo.”

I got out of the
car and started toward her. Her facial expression told me that she knew exactly
who I was. She stepped out of the doorway to confront me.

“You gotta be
stupid to bring yo’ ass to my crib. You already done keyed my shit up, and I’ma
make sure I tell Blunt that you keyed his up, too.” She made a fist and stood
staring at me.

“Steal on that
bitch! We didn’t come to this mothafucka to talk,” my cousin yelled from the
car. I glanced over my shoulder and saw her getting out of the car kicking her
shoes off.

I turned back to
Luscious and her fist connected with my right eye. I stumbled back from the
power behind the blow. The hood rat had a punch like a man, but I was not to be
deterred. I had come for a piece of that ass, and I wasn't leaving without it.

In my eagerness to
go in her jaw, I swung so hard that I missed her completely and fell to the
ground. Luscious kicked me in the side.

“Oh, you got me
messed up. I’m about to beat yo’ ass like it's a fuckin’ drum stick,
”
Leesha screamed, running towards us in my
defense. 

I looked up and all
I saw was Cuz hammering Luscious with both fists. Luscious was matching her
blow for blow until Leesha  snatched her by her long weave, wrapped it around
her hand, and pulled her down to the ground.

I got up and jumped
in.

Leesha moved out of
the way and told me to handle my business.

I had a slight
height and reach advantage over Luscious, but the heifer was strong as heck. We
traded punches and tussled in the front yard like two wildcats.

Somehow she slung
me to the ground and was able to get on top of me.
“
Flip
her!
”
shouted Leesha.

I arched my back
and swung my hips at the same time, tossing Luscious off of me. Then I
scrambled on top of her and pounded her in the face as hard as I could. She
wiggled her way from under me, grabbed me by the throat, and had me down trying
to choke the life out of me.