Boo, I'm going to
get a piece of that ass for coming up in my house.” The nice girl was gone!
Luscious burst out
laughing. “ How you like that, Bougie Bitch?
Did you think you were the only bitch that knows how to get down and dirty for
hers?”
“ Uh huh, my neighbor
just described your car and told me that she saw you and some other bitch
keying me and Blunt’s ride. Your prissy ass is gonna pay for that when I catch
you in the streets. You better be able to fight ‘cause I’m gon’ beat you so bad
yo’ mammy won’t recognize you.”
I sat my bottom on
the floor listening to the simple minded whore. “I bet you I’m not scared,” I
said bristling inside.
“I stay strapped
and if you so bad, bring yo’ ass back over here right now. I got somethin’ for
yo’ ass. Bitch, I got more heat to put on yo’ ass than hell. Now, C’mon!”
“You ain’t gon’
do…” I said before the dizzy ass bat hung up on me.
I dialed Blunt’s
number in a tizzy. I was so hot under the collar, my hands shook.
Devin answered the
phone. “Let me speak to your daddy.”
“My daddy outside
arguing with my mama,” he reported innocently.
“ Oh, really?” I was
about to blow my top.
“Yep, who is this,
Mika?” he guessed incorrectly.
“No, this is Mo’.
Why is your daddy arguing with Chunuchi?” I questioned him.
“Cause I told my
daddy that my mama was letting a man put his wiener in her bootyhole. Now they
outside cussing and fussing. ”
“That’s enough,
Devin. ” I cut him off.
What had come out
of his mouth was downright disgusting.
“You want me to
take the phone to my daddy?” he asked.
“No, in fact, don’t
even tell him that I called. Goodbye.”
I hung up and sat
there wondering if Blunt was arguing with Chunuchi because of the filthy things
she had let their son see her doing or if his anger was actually jealousy in
disguise.
The more I thought
about it, the madder I got. It was time for me to take my anger out on one of
Blunt’s baby’s mamas.
The Last Straw
Molaysia
Luscious won the
prize.
What she did was
the ultimate form of disrespect. Then she had the audacity to call me up and
gloat about it! Really? As Cuz might say, where they do that?
Right before I
walked out of the door in a pair of black True Religion skinny-legged jeans, a
black and white baby tee, and a pair of all white Adidas --- my kick me some
ass gear --- Leesha called.
I told her the
business.
“Oh hell nawl, I’ll
be there in ‘bout fifteen minutes. Don't go nowhere without me,” she said.
Leesha had been to
jail twice for stabbing a chick at a club and for property damage. She set her
ex-boyfriend’s car on fire in the early 2000’s. That girl was a fool for real.
“There’s no way in
the hell I’ma let you go over there by yo’ self,” she adamantly stated. “I’m on
my way.”
We hung up, and I
waited for her arrival.
About twenty
minutes passed, my stomach was quivering from tension. I stretched across my
bed sideways with a hundred thoughts running through my head. I suddenly heard
a loud car horn honking outside. I shook my head and leaped from the bed,
grabbed my keys from my nightstand, and headed to the front door. Leesha’s
twins met me at the door with a handful of bags.
“ Hey, Auntie Mo’,”
they greeted in unison.
“ Hi.” I rushed
passed them and hopped in the car with their mom.
Leesha was sitting
behind the wheel ready to go get it popping.
Yo’ Gotti’s tune
‘Go Girl’ bumped from her system as we flew to our destination. Leesha talked
trash about Blunt all the way there. She called him everything but a child of
God. I didn’t bother telling her that Blunt and I had made up.
I looked down at
the speedometer and saw that Cuz was pushing ninety miles per hour. She only
slowed a bit when we got off the interstate. She zoomed down the street, our
hair blowing in the wind. When she turned into the apartment complex on two
wheels, my head hit the passenger
get a piece of that ass for coming up in my house.” The nice girl was gone!
Luscious burst out
laughing. “ How you like that, Bougie Bitch?
Did you think you were the only bitch that knows how to get down and dirty for
hers?”
“ Uh huh, my neighbor
just described your car and told me that she saw you and some other bitch
keying me and Blunt’s ride. Your prissy ass is gonna pay for that when I catch
you in the streets. You better be able to fight ‘cause I’m gon’ beat you so bad
yo’ mammy won’t recognize you.”
I sat my bottom on
the floor listening to the simple minded whore. “I bet you I’m not scared,” I
said bristling inside.
“I stay strapped
and if you so bad, bring yo’ ass back over here right now. I got somethin’ for
yo’ ass. Bitch, I got more heat to put on yo’ ass than hell. Now, C’mon!”
“You ain’t gon’
do…” I said before the dizzy ass bat hung up on me.
I dialed Blunt’s
number in a tizzy. I was so hot under the collar, my hands shook.
Devin answered the
phone. “Let me speak to your daddy.”
“My daddy outside
arguing with my mama,” he reported innocently.
“ Oh, really?” I was
about to blow my top.
“Yep, who is this,
Mika?” he guessed incorrectly.
“No, this is Mo’.
Why is your daddy arguing with Chunuchi?” I questioned him.
“Cause I told my
daddy that my mama was letting a man put his wiener in her bootyhole. Now they
outside cussing and fussing. ”
“That’s enough,
Devin. ” I cut him off.
What had come out
of his mouth was downright disgusting.
“You want me to
take the phone to my daddy?” he asked.
“No, in fact, don’t
even tell him that I called. Goodbye.”
I hung up and sat
there wondering if Blunt was arguing with Chunuchi because of the filthy things
she had let their son see her doing or if his anger was actually jealousy in
disguise.
The more I thought
about it, the madder I got. It was time for me to take my anger out on one of
Blunt’s baby’s mamas.
The Last Straw
Molaysia
Luscious won the
prize.
What she did was
the ultimate form of disrespect. Then she had the audacity to call me up and
gloat about it! Really? As Cuz might say, where they do that?
Right before I
walked out of the door in a pair of black True Religion skinny-legged jeans, a
black and white baby tee, and a pair of all white Adidas --- my kick me some
ass gear --- Leesha called.
I told her the
business.
“Oh hell nawl, I’ll
be there in ‘bout fifteen minutes. Don't go nowhere without me,” she said.
Leesha had been to
jail twice for stabbing a chick at a club and for property damage. She set her
ex-boyfriend’s car on fire in the early 2000’s. That girl was a fool for real.
“There’s no way in
the hell I’ma let you go over there by yo’ self,” she adamantly stated. “I’m on
my way.”
We hung up, and I
waited for her arrival.
About twenty
minutes passed, my stomach was quivering from tension. I stretched across my
bed sideways with a hundred thoughts running through my head. I suddenly heard
a loud car horn honking outside. I shook my head and leaped from the bed,
grabbed my keys from my nightstand, and headed to the front door. Leesha’s
twins met me at the door with a handful of bags.
“ Hey, Auntie Mo’,”
they greeted in unison.
“ Hi.” I rushed
passed them and hopped in the car with their mom.
Leesha was sitting
behind the wheel ready to go get it popping.
Yo’ Gotti’s tune
‘Go Girl’ bumped from her system as we flew to our destination. Leesha talked
trash about Blunt all the way there. She called him everything but a child of
God. I didn’t bother telling her that Blunt and I had made up.
I looked down at
the speedometer and saw that Cuz was pushing ninety miles per hour. She only
slowed a bit when we got off the interstate. She zoomed down the street, our
hair blowing in the wind. When she turned into the apartment complex on two
wheels, my head hit the passenger
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