her with a non-believing look on her face.
“No, I’m not, but I’ll turn into her right now and beat your ass.”
Tara looked back and forth between Camara and Asia.
“Come on, girl. Let’s just go,” Meka suggested.
“Tell your sister I'm coming for her ass,” Tara threatened as she walked away.
“Bitch, ain't nobody worried about your scrawny ass,” Asia yelled out.
Tara stuck her middle finger up as she and Meka walked away. Asia turned to look at Camara, hoping she would shed some light on Tara and her rude behavior.
“Girl, that was Big’s baby mama.”
“Oh, that’s the bitch that stepped to my sister at the mall. I should’ve knocked her ass out just on GP,” Asia spat.
Camara waved her hand. “Girl, your sister already did. Don’t worry about that broad. Let’s go and look for Paris and Aimee.”
Asia and Camara walked through the casino and found Aimee and Paris at the table. Aimee looked up with a smile on her face and said, “Did y’all win some money?”
“Girl, why did this bitch just step to me and almost got her ass beat?” Asia asked still upset.
“Who?” Paris and Aimee asked at the same time.
“It was Big’s baby mama. But she knew what was up, and she didn’t want any problems,” Camara spoke.
Aimee shook her head and chuckled. “So she thought that you were me , huh?”
“Yeah, and I was about to act like I was you and beat her ass too.”
“She’s just mad that Big is taking her to court for Zaria. She’ll be a’ight, though. Is she still here?” Aimee asked, looking around the room.
“Nah. She left,” Asia replied.
“Forget her. Don’t let her ass ruin our night,” Paris added.
After Asia calmed down, the women all began to gamble again. While playing on the slots, Big sent Aimee a text telling her that he missed her. She texted him back the same and continued to enjoy her night with her girls. At about three in the morning, they left the casino.
Chapter Fourteen
Two days later…
Aimee stirred as the sound of her ringing phone interrupted her sleep. After a while, she finally came out of her slumber and reached for her phone. Without looking at the screen, she answered.
“Hello?”
“Aimee, I need you to wake up,” Russell said.
Aimee took the phone away from her ear and looked at the time, which read seven thirty-eight am. She then put the phone back to her ear. “Daddy, why are you calling me so early? What's wrong?” she questioned as she sat up in her bed.“I…um…I need to talk to you about something,” he told her with distress in his voice.
Suddenly, Aimee became alarmed by his words. She felt that something wasn’t right just by the tone of her father’s voice.
“Daddy, what's going on?” she asked as her heartbeat raced.
“It’s Mom.”
Aimee held her chest and asked, “What's wrong with Mama?”
“She’s…um… she…”
“She’s what , Daddy? Just say it!”
“The police just called and said she was killed in a car accident this morning on her way to church.”
“Oh, my God!”
“Listen, baby, I’m about to come get you. They asked me to come and identify her body, but I can’t go alone.”
Tears began to paint Aimee’s cheeks as she tried to process what her father had just said. Instantly, an ache in her chest began to grow at a rapid rate. She didn’t want to believe her father’s words, but the pain in his voice told her that he was telling the truth. Aimee couldn’t bear to live without her mother. Other than Asia, she was her best friend, and the thought of living without her caused a shortness of breath. Aimee continued to whimper as she held the phone.
“Aimee, I'm on my way,” he told her.
She nodded her head as if he could see her and whispered, “Okay.”
Aimee ended the call and threw her phone against the wall, shattering it into pieces. She held her stomach as a gut-wrenching scream escaped her mouth. She had never felt a pain so great, and
“No, I’m not, but I’ll turn into her right now and beat your ass.”
Tara looked back and forth between Camara and Asia.
“Come on, girl. Let’s just go,” Meka suggested.
“Tell your sister I'm coming for her ass,” Tara threatened as she walked away.
“Bitch, ain't nobody worried about your scrawny ass,” Asia yelled out.
Tara stuck her middle finger up as she and Meka walked away. Asia turned to look at Camara, hoping she would shed some light on Tara and her rude behavior.
“Girl, that was Big’s baby mama.”
“Oh, that’s the bitch that stepped to my sister at the mall. I should’ve knocked her ass out just on GP,” Asia spat.
Camara waved her hand. “Girl, your sister already did. Don’t worry about that broad. Let’s go and look for Paris and Aimee.”
Asia and Camara walked through the casino and found Aimee and Paris at the table. Aimee looked up with a smile on her face and said, “Did y’all win some money?”
“Girl, why did this bitch just step to me and almost got her ass beat?” Asia asked still upset.
“Who?” Paris and Aimee asked at the same time.
“It was Big’s baby mama. But she knew what was up, and she didn’t want any problems,” Camara spoke.
Aimee shook her head and chuckled. “So she thought that you were me , huh?”
“Yeah, and I was about to act like I was you and beat her ass too.”
“She’s just mad that Big is taking her to court for Zaria. She’ll be a’ight, though. Is she still here?” Aimee asked, looking around the room.
“Nah. She left,” Asia replied.
“Forget her. Don’t let her ass ruin our night,” Paris added.
After Asia calmed down, the women all began to gamble again. While playing on the slots, Big sent Aimee a text telling her that he missed her. She texted him back the same and continued to enjoy her night with her girls. At about three in the morning, they left the casino.
Chapter Fourteen
Two days later…
Aimee stirred as the sound of her ringing phone interrupted her sleep. After a while, she finally came out of her slumber and reached for her phone. Without looking at the screen, she answered.
“Hello?”
“Aimee, I need you to wake up,” Russell said.
Aimee took the phone away from her ear and looked at the time, which read seven thirty-eight am. She then put the phone back to her ear. “Daddy, why are you calling me so early? What's wrong?” she questioned as she sat up in her bed.“I…um…I need to talk to you about something,” he told her with distress in his voice.
Suddenly, Aimee became alarmed by his words. She felt that something wasn’t right just by the tone of her father’s voice.
“Daddy, what's going on?” she asked as her heartbeat raced.
“It’s Mom.”
Aimee held her chest and asked, “What's wrong with Mama?”
“She’s…um… she…”
“She’s what , Daddy? Just say it!”
“The police just called and said she was killed in a car accident this morning on her way to church.”
“Oh, my God!”
“Listen, baby, I’m about to come get you. They asked me to come and identify her body, but I can’t go alone.”
Tears began to paint Aimee’s cheeks as she tried to process what her father had just said. Instantly, an ache in her chest began to grow at a rapid rate. She didn’t want to believe her father’s words, but the pain in his voice told her that he was telling the truth. Aimee couldn’t bear to live without her mother. Other than Asia, she was her best friend, and the thought of living without her caused a shortness of breath. Aimee continued to whimper as she held the phone.
“Aimee, I'm on my way,” he told her.
She nodded her head as if he could see her and whispered, “Okay.”
Aimee ended the call and threw her phone against the wall, shattering it into pieces. She held her stomach as a gut-wrenching scream escaped her mouth. She had never felt a pain so great, and
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