17. Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Seventeen
Demetric
S hit has been cool since we’ve gone to see Daizha’s mama. They were working on getting their relationship back on track and I was happy she got the closure she needed to move forward. After witnessing her get back with her people, that made me think about Juanita. I was so hurt that she never came back to get me that I let it turn into hate. Not looking at the bigger picture that she sent me with my pops. She knew I was going to need him, and that alone made me forgive her. I was still calling her Juanita, because I had given the title ‘Ma’ to Isabella, and I wasn’t taking that shit back.
Business had been good for me, too. Everything I had my hands in was flourishing and I felt accomplished. Zeus thought I wasn’t paying attention all these years, but I was. He was still preparing to take a step back, but for now, he still ran shit, but I was more hands on. Like now, he left me over everything while he took Ma Izzy on a vacation to decompress after everything went down. Kev was still my right hand, so we both were leaving the store checking on the latest shipment. It was almost ten at night and I knew Daizha was still up waiting for me. Jay was over there chillin’ with her. She always stayed with me when our people went out of town. I just never had a girl when she did. If I had to step out, I’d go meet them and bring my ass back home. Now a nigga was rushing to get home to my damn girl.
“Aight, my boy. I’m up.” I slapped hands with Kev and we parted ways. When I walked in my house, I found my sister and girl in the living room. Daizha was sitting between Jaylen’s legs while she oiled her scalp.
“Jay, what you doing to my girl’s hair?” I joked, bending down and kissing Daizha on her lips.
“Eww, move. I’m oiling her scalp, and nobody wants to see allat,” she fussed.
“Shit, wait ‘til later. You gonna hear a lot of shit.” I smirked and Daizha swatted at my leg.
“Nasty ass.”
“Whatever. Bae, you cooked?” I asked, already on my way to the kitchen to see for myself.
“If you’re going in there, why are you bothering that girl?” Jaylen put her two cents in.
“Man, get out of my business.”
“I fried some pork chops and made some garlic potatoes and green beans,” Daizha recited.
“Hell yeah. Let me go shower. Jay, I need you in the bed by the time I’m done because when I finish eating, I’m taking Daizha down and I’on need you hearing that,” I joked.
“Ugh, pervert. Turn the TV up, and I’ll stay out here since my damn room is by yours.” Me and Daizha laughed at her silly ass as I left them in there to while I handled my hygiene.
True to my word, after I ate, I took Daizha into our room and worked this damn food off.
“Shit, baby,” I groaned as I rocked in and out of her. This shit would never get old to me and I ain’t even been hitting it that long. It sounded cliche as fuck to say that she was made for me, but I swear it was the truth. Everything about us seemed to flow perfectly. Our hearts even beat at the same rate. I felt her walls clamp around me and her orgasm spewed through her, triggering mine to do the same.
“Baby,” she moaned. I couldn’t say shit if I wanted to because that muthafucka was strong and intense as fuck.
“Mhmm,” I managed to get out sounding like a bitch, but I didn’t care.
The effects were finally subsiding, and I was able to pull out of her even though I didn’t want to.
“I know you feel that shit every time I’m inside of you?” I stated, placing a kiss on her lips.
“I do,” she agreed.
“That’s because you were meant for me. It was inevitable that our two souls collided. We needed each other, and I don’t regret you running into me one bit, getting your snot all over my shirt.” We both laughed.
“I did not get snot on your shirt.”
“You did, but it’s cool. I’ll take all the snot, juices, and kisses for as long as you’re willing to give them to me.” She pulled me into a kiss that deepened and had me bricking up again. I guess we’d go shower later.
***
I took the day off and decided to do some shit with my girl. She was always with my sister when I was working, and we rarely got to spend much time out together outside of the house. She didn’t complain about it and I know that’s because that fuck nigga used to leave her alone for days at a time. I wanted to erase every memory of him that she had of that nigga. If that included getting rid of him, then so be it.
I knew she wasn’t impressed with shopping, but I took her anyway. She deserved to be spoiled, and I was glad I was the nigga to do it. It was crazy though because she told me that her mama had her spoiled as hell and she used to live in the mall and nail and hair salons. That punk ass nigga brainwashed her so badly that she didn’t think she deserved any of those things anymore. The main reason for locking her hair was because she couldn’t afford to keep it up anymore. I saw pictures of her before and her naturally thick, curly hair was pretty, but those locs were sexy as fuck on her. Top it off with those big ass hoop earrings she always wore and that nose ring. My girl was hands down the baddest.
“Come on, let’s go in here.” I grabbed her hand, and we walked into Victoria’s Secret.
“I thought you liked me the way I am,” was the first question that she asked when we walked inside.
“Baby, I love every fuckin’ thing about you. I just want to see how you look in the shit, that’s all. If you’on like it, you don’t have to wear it.” It was the truth. I didn’t mind that my girl didn’t go overboard and wore all that lacy shit. Her thin tank tops and boy shorts that her ass ate up were enough, but I was a man, and I enjoyed the fantasy every now and then. I would never make her do some shit she was uncomfortable with, though, so if she didn’t like it, I’d trash all this shit.
I grabbed her hand and led her over to a table where they had different bras and panties laid out.
“You like this?” I held up a bra that had rhinestones and shit all over it.
“Not really. It’s doing too much. This one is cute, though.” She held up a yellow bra that had a flowery design.
“I can fuck with that. Let’s see if they have a pair of matching thongs.”
“Thongs?” she simpered.
“Yeah, baby. Ain’t like they gon’ stay on long, anyway.” I wrapped her in my arms and started kissing her neck. While she was bent down, I stood behind her to make sure no other niggas were looking at her ass, and plus, the view was nice as fuck. While I was feeling on my girl, the last person I wanted to see approached me.
“Demetric, can I talk to you?” Paris approached me with a solemn look on her face. The sound of my name being called made Daizha stand straight up.
“We don’t have nothing to talk about Paris,” I grit.
“I think we do. While you were playing house with this lil’ trick, I was suffering a miscarriage and had to go through it alone.” I ain’t gon’ lie and say that her information didn’t fuck me up a lil’ bit but then I remembered I never hit her raw.
“Aye, go ahead with that shit. You know I never hit you raw. Don’t make me be that nigga, P. I’m trying not to go there with you,” I warned.
“But you did. The night you stayed over at my house. We didn’t use a condom all three times. You asked me to have your baby, and you got me pregnant. I did, and I lost it, because you stressed me out by flaunting this girl around in my face!” she yelled.
“Aye, bring that shit down,” I snapped.
“Leave me out of this,” Daizha voiced. Her voice got my attention. I forgot that fast that she was beside me. I tuned everything out after Paris said she was pregnant.
“Look, P. You stressed yourself out by making shit out to be more than it was. I’m sorry you had to go through that shit, but I’m wit’ Daizha and I love her.”
“You’re sorry I went through this? You love her? Are you serious right now, Demetric? I gave you a whole year and a half and you never told me that you loved me. Yet, you meet this bitch and in less than six months you love her? That’s what you’re telling me?” she continued.
I wasn’t about to sit here and listen to her act a damn fool. If she just said I never told her that I loved her, I don’t understand why she was in here acting a damn fool now. She caught the attention of the guard, and he escorted her out the door. I was glad the store was fairly empty. Once she was gone, I turned to Daizha.
“I didn’t know she was pregnant and if she was for real, it was before you. I never touched that girl or anybody else once I touched you,” I admitted honestly.
“Did you sleep with her while I was staying with you?” I hated she asked that question because I didn’t want to lie to her.
“Yeah. The night after the club. That was one of the reasons I was glad you backed down from the kiss first. I didn’t want to take you down after being with her.” She got quiet and continued looking at the different array of underwear displayed on the table.
“Baby, you can’t be mad about that.”
She looked up at me. “I’m not. I was just processing things. You said you had enough respect not to have sex with me knowing you were with her, even though we were not together. I had a whole boyfriend who would come home smelling like another bitch and have sex with me. The shit was so disgusting. I appreciate your honesty, but if you ever decide to cheat on me…just tell me and I’ll leave. I refuse to go through that shit again.” I was hot that she compared me to that nigga, but I got where she was coming from, and I respected it. I pulled her into my arms and wrapped my arms around her waist, and rested my hands on her plump ass before kissing her neck.
“You don’t ever have to worry about me doing no fuck shit like that. Zeus taught me to take care of and be faithful to my woman. Hence the reason I never had one. I never claimed anyone before you, and if I could help it, there’d be nobody after you. Aight?”
“I believe you,” she simpered.
“Good. Now, let’s get the shit in your hand and this.” I grabbed a long-sleeved sheer bodysuit in brown that I knew would look good against her skin.
We hit a few more stores before I took her out to eat and headed back home. On the way, Zeus called.
“Wassup, Pops?” I answered. Calling him Pops definitely hit different now.
“Hey, son. Where you at?” he asked. I heard the concern in his voice and that had me on full alert.
“Wassup? Something wrong?” I asked.
“Yeah…uh. It’s Juanita,” he said. “She’s gone, son.” I heard what he said, but I couldn’t form the words. This shit couldn’t be happening to me again. I was just getting used to the idea of having her around again and she leaves me again.
“Meech?” I heard him call my name.
“I’m here.”
“You good? Are you by yourself?” he asked.
“Nah, Daizha wit’ me. Aye, I’ll call you back.” I hung up before he could respond, and I continued to drive in silence. I didn’t want to talk about the shit because it would only be a reminder of what I no longer had.
When we got home, I helped Daizha out of the car and got our bags out and sauntered inside. I didn’t even stop in the living room. I went straight to the room. I sat down on the edge of the bed and dropped my head into my hands and let my tears fall. I didn’t care how it made me look. I was hurting. I was hurting for the ten-year-old lil’ boy who got stripped away from his mama. I cried for the teenage boy who resented everybody because he missed his mama. I cried for the man who didn’t know how to love properly because he lacked that from his own mama. I cried because I just got her back and now she was gone, and this time she wasn’t coming back.
“Fuck!” I growled, throwing the lamp off the nightstand. Daizha came running in to check on me and when she saw me crouched down on the floor, she got down on the floor with me and cradled me in her arms.
“I just got her back, man. This sit ain’t fair. I shouldn’t have waited so long to reach back out. The fuck I’m supposed to do now?” I cried, not caring how it made me look.
“She knew you loved her. Her coming back to say her peace was what she was waiting for. She didn’t want to leave you here without knowing her reasoning. She wanted you to have closure. Look at it this way, she’s your guardian angel now and you still have Zeus, Isabella, Jaylen, and me. We’re you’re family and we love you. You even have Kevon and my family. They’re yours now, too. Just know that I won’t allow you to push me away, but I’ll let you handle this your own way. You wouldn’t let me go through my dark time alone and I won’t do that to you. Okay.” I looked at her face and she had tears streaming down it, just like I did mine. If I didn’t love this girl before, I damn sure did now.
***
Zeus called me because Juanita had him listed as her emergency contact, but because they weren’t really related, I had to go identify her body. That shit made me sick to my stomach. I couldn’t even make her arrangements. We didn’t have family, so Ma Izzy put together a small service for just us and Kev and his mama and I had her cremated. I had her ashes on a table in the corner of my living room. She had a photo album, and it had pictures of the two of us in it when I was younger. I had it sitting beside her urn. I still can’t believe that this shit happened. I used to worry about being out here in the world alone, but I gained a family who loved me and a girl that loved me even more. That didn’t make up for the loss I took, but it made it easier to cope with.