So Gone (13 page)

I felt her body
weight fall off me all of a sudden. I gazed upward and saw Leesha with a
crowbar in her hand hitting Luscious in the back with it. I hopped to my feet
and snatched the object from Leesha.

“
Girl, don’t kill
her. Let’s just leave. I didn’t come over here for this. This will land both of
us a seat in the county jail.”

“
Fuck that, this
bitch don't know who she's fucking with!
”
Cuz
was huffing and puffing.

An older woman came
charging out of the apartment next door, threatening to call the police. That
got our attention.

“Cuz, I think we
better get in the wind,” Leesha said. “You’re lucky, bitch,” she hurled at
Luscious, then we hurried away from there.

After the whooping
Leesha put on Luscious, I knew Luscious wouldn’t come to my place again. If it
had not been for my cousin, I probably would have been the one laid out because
that thang had some power behind those licks she was swinging. I rubbed my head
and thanked Leesha for coming to my rescue.

“Girl, you kno’ I
got yo’ back,” she said.

I was shocked at
the way I was acting and the confusion I was being drawn into. I had never
attacked anyone before in my life. I didn’t even indulge in that type of
behavior. I would have to make some serious choices before I was confined in a
cell over some man that wasn’t even worth it.

My eyes saw nothin’
but red as I headed back to Chunuchi’s place. I was ready to put my foot in
that bitch’s ass and body Fatal for them fuckin’ all out in the open where
Devin could see them. I busted the block and did a hunnid miles per hour headed
back to that punk ass bitch's house.
I slammed on brakes and threw the car in park outside her door. I tossed my
cell phone on the dashboard, grabbed my banger from under the front seat, and
told Devin, "Stay right here!"

I was out the car
and at Chunuchi's door in a few long strides. The vein in my temple threatened
to pop as I banged on the door like I was the mothafuckin’ Feds.

“What you
want?" asked Chunuchi through the door. She sounded like I was disturbing
her trifling ass or something.

“Bitch, open the door.”

“For what?” I’m
busy up in here and you don’t regulate nothin’, Boo Boo.”

“You a nasty hoe,”
I snapped.

“Nigga, don’t come
to my house with no bullshit. I’m tryna get my pussy licked and you’re
blockin’.”

“Blockin’? Bitch I
don’t give a fuck what you do wit’ yo’ funky ass pussy! Just don’t be fuckin’
round my son,” I said.

I regretted ever
planting a seed in her punk ass. She was nothin' but a cum bucket when I met
her and hadn't nothin' changed.

“How
am I fuckin’ in
front of Devin? He’s with you,” Chunuchi replied.

I repeated what my
seed had told me.

“Nigga, you sound
stupid as hell.” She giggled like the shit was funny. “Wasn’t nobody dickin’ me
in my ass, I don’t get down like that. Hmmph. It hurt a bitch to go to the
bathroom. So trust, I wasn’t takin’ it up the ass. Since you all up in my
business, I was getting it doggie style, and he was all up in it way better
than you ever hit it.”

“Who gives a flyin’
fuck? You and that nigga better keep that shit outta my son’s face or I’ma come
see both of y’all,” I warned.

“Boy, you ain’t no
big bad wolf. Anyway, while Devin was spying on me, he was supposed to be in
bed. I’m gonna whoop his ass when you bring him back home. I’ma teach his li’l
black ass ‘bout runnin’ and tellin’ you my business.”

The hoe’s mouth was
getting real wreckless. “I’m not bringin’ him back home. You’re an unfit
mother.”

Chunuchi popped her
dick suckin’ lips. “Oh, do you think that would hurt me? You can have his grown
ass. Bye, get away from my door. I raised my banger, finna blast through the
door and wet that punk hoe up. Then I thought. Why would I let her and Fatal
play me back into the penitentiary?
As hard as it
was for a nigga like me to walk away without blood being spilled, I regained my
composure and decided to bid my time. There was a better way to go about it and
the results for Chunuchi and Fatal should be the same.
I put my strap back on my waist and walked back to the car. I slid behind the
wheel and pushed on to Mika’s to get my son Antwan.
            “Daddy,
that broad Mo' called you,” said Devin. He held my phone in his hands,
strolling through it.

I couldn't do
nothin' but laugh at his li'l grown ass, calling Mo' a broad.  “Boy, gimme
my phone,” I said, taking it from him and rubbing his head affectionately.

“You wanna go get
Antwan?” I asked him.

“I 'on care. It's
up to you, I'm doing me,” he replied. I cracked the fuck up; my li'l man was
off the meat rack.

On the way over to
Mika's, I got a call from Mo’, and she started her bullshit.

“Blunt, I cannot
believe you would be so trifling as to have another woman in my house, and a
slum ass bitch at that!”

I instantly knew
what she was referring to because Luscious was the only bitch that I had ever
taken over there. That was a bad move on my part, I now realized.

“Mo' .
. .”

“Save
it, Blunt!
Just
come and get the rest of your shit. Better yet, stay wherever the hell you are
because you won’t have anything to come and get when I’m done. I’m going to
make a bonfire out of your shit.
”

“Baby, please calm
down and hear me out,” I pleaded.

“Hear you out?” I
could hear her sniffling. “Man, you bought a pigeon in my house to fuck her,
and you have the audacity to ask me to let you explain? How dumb do you think I
am?”

“Mo’, I’ll be home
in a lil while. We’ll talk.” I was overwhelmed with the bullshit.

“Asshole, if you
show up here, I’ll be sending you to the mortuary tonight,” she seethed.

I overheard Leesha
in the background cheerleading. “Tell ‘em, Cuz, ‘cause he ain’t shit!”

“Tell that bitch to
shut the fuck up,” I roared.

My phone beeped
alerting me that I had an incoming call. I was able to answer it because Mo had
hung up on me.

“What the fuck do
you want?” I barked at Luscious and pressed down on the accelerator after the
light turned green.

“
I want you to check
your floozy for coming to my house with some chick and showing her ass. I
thought she was high class?”

“Fuck
you talkin' 'bout? I don't have time to play no guessing games so spit it out
or get off my line,” I growled.

Luscious went on to
tell me what happened. I slowly turned into Mika’s driveway and hopped out of
my whip. I walked up to the door and knocked twice.

“How did she find
out that I had you over to the house?
”
I
questioned Luscious as I waited for Mika to open the door.

Luscious got quiet,
which meant that the hoe was formulating a lie. Mika opened the door and
greeted me with a smile. She was my calm amidst any storm that came through.
She gave me a kiss on the lips and I flopped down on her living room sofa with
the phone still up to my ear.

Luscious dummied
up. “You had to tell her ‘cause I damn sho’ didn’t.”

“I didn’t tell her
shit,” I said as low as possible to keep Mika from hearing how grimey I could
be. “Sounds like she beat yo’ ass,” I added.

Ha! In her sedity
dreams. I put a good ghetto beat down on that hoe,
”
she
claimed.

“I just
bet you did.”
 

“And Baby, Mo’ was
the one who keyed your car,” she added.

“Na, she wouldn’t
do---
”
I stopped in mid sentence because yes
Mo’ would key my car if she’d burn my clothes.

“
That bitch got you
fooled,
”
Luscious said.

“No,
she don't. I believe you. Anyway, what else is shaking?”

“Oh, Daddy, I got
some good news for you. Polo was over here when your girl came through showing
out. Afterwards, I told him that I needed to get away from here for a few days.
He invited me to his house for the weekend.
”

My ears perked up
and a smile came across my face. We had been trying for months to find out
where Polo rested at.

“Did I do good?”
Luscious asked.

“Yeah, Shawdy,” I
said, grinning as I imagined what was inside of Polo’s safe,

“Now can I see you?
You’ve had me on a dick diet long enough. My nana miss you.”

“Yeah, I’ll come
through later on.” When I ended the call, I looked over at Mika and she rolled
her eyes at me.

“Bae, you’re
getting sloppy. Tighten up your game,” she advised.

I mean mugged her.
“Don’t you start trippin’ on me, too.”

“Bitch talks too
much,” Li’l Devin chimed in from the sofa and put his foot up on the couch.

Me and Mika’s
mouths flew open at the same time.
“
Okay, Li’l
Boy, I’m about to whoop your ass for that. Enough is enough.” She snatched him
from his seat by one arm.

“Get
off of me,” he cried, expecting me to come to his rescue. But t
hat was one ass
whoopin’ my son was gonna have to wear because while his behind was on fire, so
were my clothes.

A text from Mo’
read:
Just set a match to a pile of your gear…

I did jet time over
to her crib and left Devin screaming for me to save him from Mika.

I stood in the
backyard watching the red and yellow flames slowly turn a pile of Blunt’s
clothes into ashes. As the hot flames went upward, I stood there recalling all
the shit I had put up with.

Leesha and the
twins had gone back early to Memphis, because of an emergency. Now my only
company was the anger that swelled within. I heard a car door slam in the
driveway. A few seconds later, Blunt came flying around the corner of the
house. He stormed up to me with eyes as red as the fire at my feet.

“Mo' have you lost
your damn mind? Why the fuck are you burning up my shit?” he growled like an
angry bear.

“Because you are
nothin’ but a no good dog! You lowdown, black bastard! You should thank God
that it's your clothes burning and not your ass. Why would you screw your bitch
in my house, Blunt? You dirty, cheating bastard!” I attacked him with flailing
arms.

“Mo, chill the fuck
out!” he barked, pinning my arms to my sides.

“Let go of me!” I
cried.

He released me and
stormed into the house. I
was right on his heels.
“I hope yo’ crazy ass ain’t burned up all my stuff!” he gritted as he ran to
the bedroom to check the closet.

“
Nope, the rest is
in the bathroom, mothafucka,
”
I said.

Blunt was taken
aback by my foul language, but it was he that had pushed me beyond the limit.
He stared at me with disbelief on his face.

“What?
You like your foul-mouthed hoes in the streets but not at home?” I spat,
bumping up against him with my chest. I was ready to throw down.

“Get
your li'l ass out the way.” He easily brushed me aside.

He made his way in
the bathroom and found his belongings stacked up in the Jacuzzi. He whirled
around scowling, “You poured bleach on my shit?”

I glanced down and
saw his jeans had huge white spots all over them. His polo shirts had big holes
and bleach stains on them. I used my best pair of scissors to design those bad
boys.

“
You brought another
woman into my house and think I’m supposed to just shake that shit off like it
never happened?
”
I cried.

“You
don't know what the fuck you're talking about.”

“Oh no? Follow me.”
I grabbed the front of his shirt and drug his lying ass into the guest room
where he had laid up with his bitch in my house.

On the floor beside
the bed were his bitch’s crusty panties and bra. I bent over, picked them up,
and mushed them in Blunt's face.  “Explain to me how Luscious stank drawers got
under my bed.” Fire shot out of my eyes.

“I don’t kno’ who's
shit that is.  I ain’t had Luscious or nan other bitch in here,
” he persisted.

“Blunt you lie so
much it comes easily to you. You're pitiful!
” I
jabbed my finger in his face and stormed out the room.

Blunt ran up,
grabbed me from behind, and roughly spun me around to face him.

“Mo’, you’re
buggin’ for nothing. How the fuck you figure those belong to Luscious? Shawdy,
you’re trippin' those probably belong to your cousin,” he refuted.

“
Boy, you sound so
damn stupid. You need to train your jumpoff not to run and tell. That slimy
maggot doesn’t know how to keep her mouth closed. She texted me and told it
all. Oh, you have really messed up this time.
”