them that she played a part in Boogie, Jr., and Ramone’s deaths. I had to put my spin on a few things to make it believable. I wasn’t finished though. I had a few tricks up my sleeve. All in due time though. I had to reach out to Jaw and let him know that I was okay. I know he probably worried about me. Where the hell is my phone?
“Yo, who’s this calling me private?”
“Hey baby, I just wanted to let you know that I was okay. I know you been worried about me.”
He was quiet.
“Jaw, did you hear me?”
“You crazy as hell, man. Quit the bullshit.”
“I’m pregnant.”
I didn’t even mean to say that. It just slipped out. I really didn’t know if I was or not. I ain’t even bothered to take a test. Maybe I needed to.
“You what? Man, that shit ain’t funny.”
“I’m having our baby and I suggest you get your shit together so we can be a family.”
“Man, don’t call me private no more. I’ma hit you back later.”
I had to hang up and slow my heart rate down. I could get him if I played my cards right.
“Spooky? Come on, let’s go to Planned Parenthood. I need to get tested.”
(JuJu)
I had been in a shitty mood all week. Having Jaw back on a consistent basis was annoying. He was trying his best to make me feel better about that whole Mia situation. I just wasn’t going for the dumb shit. I still ain’t gave him none either. I didn’t know what was going on with his beef cake.
“JuJu, we need to talk,”
“If you wanna fuck, the answer is no. You gotta go get checked before I give you anything.”
He had the nerve to look at me like I insulted him.
“Why the fuck you looking at me like that, Jaw?”
My blood was boiling now.
“You got me fucked up if you think I’m ‘bout to sweat you for some ass. That ain’t even what I wanted to holla at you about.”
Damn he told me.
“Well, what then?”
“Mia just called me.”
“And?”
“She said she pregnant.”
That’s it! I was holding this shit in for too long. Jaw never saw it coming.
(BAM!)
I hit him square in his fucking mouth. He stumbled back and looked at me like he wanted to kill me. I wasn’t done though.
“I FUCKING HATE YOU!”
I rushed him and swung with all my might. (WHAM!)
That punch landed to the side of his head.
“Man, Joe”
(BOOM)
He picked me up and slammed me on my back. I was appalled.
“Hit me again, Ju. I’ma stomp the shit out of you, I swear to God!”
“GET OUT! I was beyond hurt. I wasn’t about to compete with no baby. Fuck waiting for that hoe to find us. I was going to find her. I picked up the phone and called Dirty.
“Hey bald-head scallywag.”
“Where JoJo?”
She sensed the aggression in my tone.
“What’s wrong?”
“I just jumped on Jaw because he told me that Mia bitch called him saying she was pregnant.”
“Daammmnn!”
“I need JoJo to help me find her.”
“Come through. She about to go get some vitamins and shit from Planned Parenthood. You can take her.”
I grabbed my keys and headed for the door.
(JoJo)
(10 minutes later)
“Damn, E, could you go with me? I don’t feel all that comfortable being around your friends.”
“Ju, cool. She wanna talk to you about Mia,”
“I don’t have shit to say about that hoe.”
“I’ll let her tell you what’s going on.”
(Knock, Knock)
I went to open the door, and when I did I almost slammed it back once. I saw Re standing there. She stuck her foot in the door so it wouldn’t slam.
“Bitch!”
“I know. I’ma bad bitch.”
“You gon’ be a dead bitch if you slam my foot in the door again.”
E quickly came out of the room with her shit on.
“Come on, Re, let’s roll.”
“You better get that . . .”
“Come on, Re, damn.”
She looked at me and stuck up her middle finger.
“I love you too, Re.”
As soon as they left, JuJu called me.
“I’m downstairs, JoJo.”
I hoped this went well. I was tired of the bullshit.
Chapter 30
Young Meech
“So
“Yo, who’s this calling me private?”
“Hey baby, I just wanted to let you know that I was okay. I know you been worried about me.”
He was quiet.
“Jaw, did you hear me?”
“You crazy as hell, man. Quit the bullshit.”
“I’m pregnant.”
I didn’t even mean to say that. It just slipped out. I really didn’t know if I was or not. I ain’t even bothered to take a test. Maybe I needed to.
“You what? Man, that shit ain’t funny.”
“I’m having our baby and I suggest you get your shit together so we can be a family.”
“Man, don’t call me private no more. I’ma hit you back later.”
I had to hang up and slow my heart rate down. I could get him if I played my cards right.
“Spooky? Come on, let’s go to Planned Parenthood. I need to get tested.”
(JuJu)
I had been in a shitty mood all week. Having Jaw back on a consistent basis was annoying. He was trying his best to make me feel better about that whole Mia situation. I just wasn’t going for the dumb shit. I still ain’t gave him none either. I didn’t know what was going on with his beef cake.
“JuJu, we need to talk,”
“If you wanna fuck, the answer is no. You gotta go get checked before I give you anything.”
He had the nerve to look at me like I insulted him.
“Why the fuck you looking at me like that, Jaw?”
My blood was boiling now.
“You got me fucked up if you think I’m ‘bout to sweat you for some ass. That ain’t even what I wanted to holla at you about.”
Damn he told me.
“Well, what then?”
“Mia just called me.”
“And?”
“She said she pregnant.”
That’s it! I was holding this shit in for too long. Jaw never saw it coming.
(BAM!)
I hit him square in his fucking mouth. He stumbled back and looked at me like he wanted to kill me. I wasn’t done though.
“I FUCKING HATE YOU!”
I rushed him and swung with all my might. (WHAM!)
That punch landed to the side of his head.
“Man, Joe”
(BOOM)
He picked me up and slammed me on my back. I was appalled.
“Hit me again, Ju. I’ma stomp the shit out of you, I swear to God!”
“GET OUT! I was beyond hurt. I wasn’t about to compete with no baby. Fuck waiting for that hoe to find us. I was going to find her. I picked up the phone and called Dirty.
“Hey bald-head scallywag.”
“Where JoJo?”
She sensed the aggression in my tone.
“What’s wrong?”
“I just jumped on Jaw because he told me that Mia bitch called him saying she was pregnant.”
“Daammmnn!”
“I need JoJo to help me find her.”
“Come through. She about to go get some vitamins and shit from Planned Parenthood. You can take her.”
I grabbed my keys and headed for the door.
(JoJo)
(10 minutes later)
“Damn, E, could you go with me? I don’t feel all that comfortable being around your friends.”
“Ju, cool. She wanna talk to you about Mia,”
“I don’t have shit to say about that hoe.”
“I’ll let her tell you what’s going on.”
(Knock, Knock)
I went to open the door, and when I did I almost slammed it back once. I saw Re standing there. She stuck her foot in the door so it wouldn’t slam.
“Bitch!”
“I know. I’ma bad bitch.”
“You gon’ be a dead bitch if you slam my foot in the door again.”
E quickly came out of the room with her shit on.
“Come on, Re, let’s roll.”
“You better get that . . .”
“Come on, Re, damn.”
She looked at me and stuck up her middle finger.
“I love you too, Re.”
As soon as they left, JuJu called me.
“I’m downstairs, JoJo.”
I hoped this went well. I was tired of the bullshit.
Chapter 30
Young Meech
“So
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