Your Man Chose Me by Racquel Williams Page A

day. So again, I’m asking, do you got a bastard on the way?”
    â€œYo, B, I ’ont know where you be getting your info from, but I only got two kids. You need to stop listening to them old dumbass bitches who can’t keep a man of their own.”
    As I sat there staring into his eyes, I could tell his ass was lying. In that instant I saw him for the piece of shit that he really was. “You know what, Ant, I don’t fucking believe you. Whatever is in the fucking dark will come out in the light. I swear, if you lying, I will take my fucking kids and your dirty ass will never see them again. I promise you that.”
    â€œYou promise what? A, stop playing with me. If you ever take my kids, I will track you down and I will hurt you, B.” He stared me in the eyes.
    I didn’t flinch one bit. I was hurting, but I didn’t let him see that. I put on my “I don’t give a fuck” face and sat there with my arms crossed. “Don’t you fucking threaten me. Like I fucking said, if you lying, it’s not going down that easy.”
    â€œYo, I’m about to bounce.” He got up off the sofa.
    â€œSo we talking and you just gon’ up and leave like that? Really, it’s like you ’ont give a fuck about me or my fucking kids. What the fuck is happening to you?”
    â€œMan, I’m not gon’ sit here and listen to your crazy rants. And let’s get this straight: I will never say fuck my kids. I will never leave them and if anybody, yes, anybody stands in the way, I will kill them without thinking about it.”
    â€œAnt, you gon’ do me like this? I just got raped and shot. I fucking need you. I fucking love you.” I wept. I saw nothing else was working so I had to put on my best performance to convince this dude that I really wanted to be with him.
    â€œYo, B, cut all that crying out and clean yourself up. You shouldn’t let the girls see you like that.” He stormed out the door.
    I jumped up and looked out the window. I saw him sitting on the hood of his car talking on the phone. I was irate. Here I was grieving and hurting and he just walked out like I didn’t mean shit to him. I wiped my face just as a brilliant idea popped in my head. I walked up the stairs, as fast as I could, and gathered the girls, my keys, and my purse. I peeped through the window; he was still outside. I stood by the door waiting until he got in his car. I waited for him to pull off then I went outside and quickly got in my car. I knew I shouldn’t be driving, but fuck that. I needed to see where his ass was off to in such a hurry.
    â€œMommy, where we going?” Diamond asked.
    â€œWe’re just taking a little ride, baby.”
    I pulled off and sped up a little until I saw him sitting at the stoplight. I was careful not to get too close, so I allowed a car to get in between my car and his. I had no idea where he was off to. All I knew was he wasn’t going far because he didn’t get on the expressway. I followed closely, taking every turn he took. He pulled up at a house on Abbey Ridge in Stone Mountain. I pulled up across the street, hoping he wouldn’t turn around. I watched as he opened the door with a key and went inside. So my nigga just walked into a house that I had no idea about. I wanted to run up the driveway and knock on the door, but I glanced back at my children and notice that I couldn’t act a fool out here right now. I sat out there in the car waiting to see if he was going to come back out, but he didn’t.
    â€œMommy, I’m hungry. I’m hungry,” Diamond whined.
    I made a mental note of the address and the house. I started the car and pulled off. I cut the music up to drown out the bickering voices of my kids and so they couldn’t hear the weeping sounds of my cry.
    â€œMommy, it’s too loud,” Diamond screamed.
    â€œShut up already,” I yelled back.
    I was a nervous wreck.