A Trap King's Wife 1 by Jahquel J.

money. Been eating this fucking food and it’s disgusting. Enough about me, how you maintaining with my shorties’’?” He switched the subject. I almost dropped my phone. He never asked me how I was doing.
                  “I’m good, just working and taking care of the babies.” I kept it short.
                  “Oh for real? I heard you been running around with Larry Bird. That true?”
                  I choked on the pretzel I was nibbling on and placed the phone on mute briefly. “Where did you hear that?”
                  “Don’t worry about that. Is it true, Tiara?”
                  “Here we go again with that. No, it isn’t true. Stop listening to your friends, because none of them been around here to give me money or see their so called god daughters,” I smacked my lips.
                  “Yeah, Ight. Dread said her dropped two stacks to you last month,” I chocked, and started laughing.
                  “Two thousand? Please, Dyron. Dread isn’t good people and I told you that. You know I don’t lie about money, so if he gave me money I would have told you. I haven’t seen or heard from Dread since our baby shower. Don’t you find it a little funny how you locked up, and had to use a public defender? All that money Dread got and he didn’t get you a paid lawyer?”
                  “I know you don’t lie about money. I’m gonna’ holla at that nigga next time he visit. I’m bout’ to start working on an appeal.”
                  “Hope that turns out good for you.”
                  “Me too, I need to be home with my girls and be a real family this time,” He confirmed.
     
                  “We can co- parent because I don’t want to be back with you. We will always be a family together or apart, but us trying to get back together isn’t going to work.”
                  “You coming up here tomorrow?” He ignored my statement.
                  “Yeah Bre just left here. I’ll be there. The girls are getting so fat and big.” I smiled, thinking about my babies.
                  “I bet. Let me get off this phone before I go the fuck off. I’ll see you tomorrow, Tee,” He said and we ended the call.
                  I don’t know why he was talking all this family stuff now. When he was home and was supposed to be thinking like that, he wasn’t. He was running the streets and making me stress about him, and his annoying ass family. He was busy running and doing shit for Dread, so his mother could live in that nice ass house in park slope, Brooklyn. I always told him I couldn’t trust that nigga, Dread. He was a slimy and no good muthafucka’. He tried to kick it to me a few times when Dyron wasn’t around. Jared and Dyron were really close and ran shit for him, but soon as Dyron got knocked they fell out. All those suppose La Familia’ wasn’t there when he needed them the most. I tried to warn him, but it was too late.
                  I shrugged my shoulder and laid my head back and rested for a few before I had to get myself up and handle the twins. My body was yearning for one of those massages I had a couple weeks ago. I closed my eyes and sleep soon followed.
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                  I dropped the twins off at Monica’s day care. She wasn’t there today, but I had close with some of the staff members she had there. I was standing out front waiting for Jaeshawn to pick me up. I told him I had to talk to him, and he suggested driving me to work. I agreed, so here I am now standing and freezing with shorts and crop top under this trench coat. I heard his music before I saw his truck pull up to the curb. I quickly got in and