Side Chic 3 (The Ratchetness Continues) by La'Tonya West Page A

few seconds passed…no answer. So I rang the bell again. Still no answer. That’s when I remembered that I still had my key. I stuck my key in the lock and unlocked the door. As I was opening the door, I thought to myself that I may have just made a mistake. What if I walked in on something that I really didn’t want to see? Like him and Lala getting it in or him and Mina. I took a deep breath and entered the house. It was quiet inside. I didn’t even hear the TV playing. I walked down the hallway and into the living room. Tre was stretched out on the sofa snoring.
    “Tre! Tre!” I called reaching down to shake him. “Tre wake up!”
    He rolled over on his back wiping drool from the side of his face. He looked up at me blinking his eyes and trying to focus. He squinted.
    “Kisha…” H e looked around like he thought he was in the wrong house or something. He looked back at me. “What are you doing here?” He asked sitting up. “Ain’t nothing wrong with the boys, is it?” His eyes were huge and I could see fear in them.
    “No, the boys are fine.” I assured him , trying to keep my cool. “I came to talk to you. Do you have a few minutes?”
    “Yeah…” He stood up adjusting his sweats. I couldn’t help but notice the erection that he’d waken up with. I quickly diverted my eyes in the other direction. “Give me a minute to take a piss, wash my face and brush my teeth.”
    I took a seat on the loveseat while I waited for him to handle his business. My eyes roamed around the room. The place was nice and neat. I cringed at the thought of Lala moving about the house cleaning as if this were her home. This was my home…the home that Tre and I had built…together. I thought back to the day that we had moved into this house. How happy we were. How excited we’d been to finally be on our own. Just the two of us and our two boys. I shook my head as I thought about all of the events that had transpired between that day and the present one. I couldn’t help but become angry at how Tre had allowed temptation to tear us apart. I felt the tears stinging my eyes but I held them in. The sound of his footsteps coming back down the hallway tore into my thoughts. I looked at him as he walked into the room with a fresh Newport dangling between his lips, rubbing his hand across his bare chest. He took a seat on the sofa and picked up his phone from the coffee table.
    “So what’s up?” He asked not bothering to look up from his p hone which annoyed me.
    “Can you tear yourself away from your phone for five minutes so that we can talk…please?” I sucked my teeth.
    He sat his phone down on the sofa beside him and looked up at me. “Yeah, I can do that. Anything for my babymoms.” He replied taking the Newport from between his lips and allowing a cloud of smoke to escape from his lips and nose. He smiled at me and I rolled my eyes. “What’s all the attitude about? What have I done to piss you off now?”
    I scooted up to the edge of the loveseat and began. “Listen, I understand that the two of us aren’t together and I also understand that you are going to be dealing with women and you have that right. However, I do not want you having a lot of different women around my kids…”
    “Whoa…” He interrupted me taking a pull of his cigarette and then placing it in the ashtray on the table. “What are you talking about? I haven’t had but one woman around them and that is Lala.”
    “Hmph…that ain’t what I am hearing.”
    He shook his head and I saw the irritated expression that covered his face. “See that’s your problem right there. Listening to everything that someone runs back and tells you. I’m telling you that no other woman has been around my kids except Lala. And she and I ain’t like that so it’s not like they are seeing us all hugged up and kissing or anything. So I don’t know what you’ve heard but someone has told you wrong!”
    I wasn’t buying that bullshit. “So you