Chapter 24
“Nigga, how the fuck you let some shit like that happen?” LJ asked as we smoked a blunt out in my backyard.
“Man, I don’t damn know. I’m going back to a goddamn flip phone. Them smartphones too damn smart.”
“Nah nigga, you got yourself caught. I told you to leave Pinkie ass alone. You should break that shit off through a damn text.”
“I was trying to be a damn grown ass man and do that shit face to face. You know when you do shit over the phone bitches get crazy as fuck and start stalking and shit.”
“Being grown got you around here on house arrest and shit with Summer. You a dumb ass muthafucka, I swear.”
Summer did have my ass on lock, but if I had to be up under her to prove to her that I was for real about us then that’s what the fuck I was going to do.
I went to work and I brought my ass back home.
Shit, I wasn’t even going to the damn restaurant because I didn’t want Pinkie to pop her ass up while I was there.
“I think I’m going to marry Summer.”
“I’m all down for that shit but don’t do it out of guilt. You better make sure you doing it for the right reasons. You marry her and you already know she crazy, she got the license to kill your ass next time.” LJ looked to make sure Summer wasn’t listening. “Summer ain’t nothing to be fucked with.”
“Summer would never do anything to hurt me, nigga. She loves me and this dick too much.”
“That same dick gon’ get you killed if you give it away. You my muthafuckin’ nigga but you better get your shit together. Make sure you completely done with Pinkie ass. The bitch fine as fuck and she willing to be a side bitch. Shit, who wouldn’t want that? Be careful.”
“Shut the fuck trying to school me nigga and you got issues of your own. Have you got a blood test for that damn baby yet?”
“Nigga, I ain’t got the problems you got. I take care of what belongs to me and you damn right I got a blood test, nigga.”
LJ got caught up with a bitch from around the way that he kicked it with back in the day but time separated them. He started back kicking it with her and she ended up pregnant. It seemed like bitches wanted him because he had money. This wasn’t the first bitch that tried to pin a baby on him.
“And?”
“It’s mine nigga.”
“How are you holding your baby with that raggedy ass arm?” I joked.
“Fuck you nigga. It ain’t stopped shit. I’m still getting pussy with a half arm and all. Fuck you mean. They know I got money and that’s all they care about.”
“Law, can you help me get something from the cabinet real quick,” Summer interrupted.
“I’m about to head out anyway and go check on my baby. Summer, it’s good to see you feeling better. My baby mama wants her lashes done as soon as you start back up. She looking like a damn bald Kermit right now.”
All three of us laughed. LJ was back to himself, and it felt good to have my friend back. He wasn’t letting his arm get in the way of shit. It had a lot to do with us taking the nigga out that did the shit to him in the first place.
“I’ll be starting back next week, hopefully. I’ll text her and let her know.”
“We didn’t discuss this shit,” I told her.
She ignored me as she stood with her arms folded over her chest. I didn’t have to walk LJ to the door because he wasn’t a guest in our home; he was family. As soon as the door closed, I went in on Summer.
“You can stand there looking stupid if you want to but you are not taking any appointments. All that damn bending and shit will not be happening until after you have my baby. You need to rest and enjoy doing nothing.”
“Now, any other time you always hollering about me making some money and now you trying to stop my muthafuckin bag.”
“Nah, if your dumb ass would’ve opened that business, you would be able to sit your ass down somewhere while your shit was up and running making its own money and shit, but you wanted to run off with another nigga and live your best life.
” When it slipped out of my mouth, I knew I fucked up and opened the door for her to bring up my shit.
“We going there? I can go there now. Yea, I went and lived my best life with a muthafucka I had a little history with but you fucking with a bitch you don’t even know. Matter of fact, you had so much fun with that hoe that you almost caused me a miscarriage. So, don’t fucking go there with me.”
“Fuck you want out the cabinet so I can get away from you before we start arguing about some stupid shit.”
“I need the mixing bowl so I can make me a pound cake.”
I grabbed the mixer and the bowl and put it on the counter.
It was my fault that we went there, but damn I didn’t want to hear shit about Pinkie and I.
I been avoiding her ass for weeks now. She wasn’t calling or texting so I was really thankful that she wasn’t the stalking type.
I went to grab my keys and Summer walked out of the kitchen with that bullshit.
“Where are you going?”
“I’m just about to get some air. Us being in the house together all the time ain’t helping. I’ll call you to see what you want to eat.”
“I’m cooking and you know that. But go ahead and get your fresh air.” She waved me off and went on about her business.
I got in my car and turned the music up so loud as I left from in front of the house.
I didn’t know where I was going but I didn’t want to argue with her.
Summer had me in my feelings when she brought up the shit I did to her.
Every time she mentioned it, it was like she was wanted to break down and cry but she wanted to put on this hard persona to hide her feelings.
Pulling my car into the parking spot, I got out and headed inside the store.
To settle this shit between Summer and me, I was about to do some grown man shit.
The only way to prove to her that I was about her and only her was to marry her ass.
That’s what women wanted anyway. She was pregnant with my first child and I wasn’t going anywhere and neither was she.
I looked around at all the rings but didn’t find anything worth buying until I set my eyes on a diamond ring that was blinding me.
“I see she caught your eye too. She catches everyone’s eye until they see the price tag on her.”
“Let me see the ring.”
“Did you hear what I said? The price tag will quickly make you change your mind.”
“Do I look like I give a damn about a price tag? Don’t make me act like a nigga in this bitch and punch you in your damn face. Matter fact, ring that shit up and put it in a nice pretty box for me with your pussy ass.”
He scurried off to get the key to unlock the glass case and get the ring.
I added a nice bracelet to go along with it just to piss his ass off.
I couldn’t stand for a muthafucka to judge me.
I owned several businesses and I did my shit on the side.
I could spend money or I could be smart and save that shit for moments like this.
I paid for my shit, walked out of the store and headed home.
I wasn’t gone but a little over an hour. Summer was still in the kitchen on her damn feet. She looked up from her phone to see me walking in the kitchen but she smacked her damn teeth and went and sat in the den.
“You got an attitude?” I asked her.
“Where you been?”
“Do you have a fucking attitude?”
“Maybe.”
“Aight then, I guess you can’t get what the fuck I have for you.”
“Quit playing with me, Law. You know I got an attitude because you were probably out being sneaky or some shit.”
“Are you going to continue to bring that shit up or can we get past that. Goddamn, I’m sick of hearing it. A nigga be all about you and you still nagging and shit.”
“Nagging? Nigga, it’s been a couple of weeks, and you wanted a doggy treat or some shit for doing right? Let’s tell the truth here. If you would’ve caught me telling a nigga how to eat my pussy, what would you be doing right now?”
“Sitting in jail. Both of y’all muthafuckas would be on ice right goddamn now.”
“That’s what the fucking I’m saying, so you want me to chill and be your pregnant little girlfriend and act like the shit didn’t happen. The city ain’t that big so what am I supposed to do when I run into dick mouth Pinkie?”
“Nothing! You do and say nothing because she ain’t gon’ say shit to you.”
“How do you know that?”
“Because I fucking know, okay. Can we stop talking about her? Shit, you know how to fuck up my damn mood.”
Summer’s sniffle caught my attention. She was stirring whatever was in the pot, but her ass was crying and I could tell by the way her voice cracked.
“I’ll have your plate ready in a minute.”
Her hair was wild, she had changed out of the clothes she had on earlier and slipped into one of my t-shirts, and she had on a pair of fuzzy socks.
This is how I knew we were comfortable with each other.
Pinkie was always dressed up and looking good.
But when you’re the side bitch, you can’t get away with things that your main girl do.
The side bitch had to always go the extra mile.
“Baby, please stop crying. Look, just turn the food off and come and sit down.” I turned the food off and pulled her into the den. “I don’t mean to hurt your feelings. How are we going to get past the shit if we keep bringing it up?”
“I don’t think you understand what you did to me. The shit is still on my phone.”
“Give me your phone.”
She got up to get her phone and handed it to me. I broke it in half, and mine too.
“Tomorrow we’ll go get two new phones with new numbers. Will that be a fresh start?”
“It’s a start.”
“You still got an attitude or you gon’ let me eat you out?”
“You do this shit every time we argue, but I’m not falling for it tonight. You argue and then want to fuck the shit out of me until I have a memory lapse. I’ll pass.”
“I heard you say something earlier about a pregnant girlfriend. I’m thinking more like a wife.”
I pulled the box out of my pocket and opened it. Summer was sitting on my lap, so I couldn’t drop down to one knee and besides I had on an all-white pair of Gucci jeans.
“You want me to be your wife? You do know that makes me crazier?”
“It makes us both crazy. What you say?”
“You not going to get on your knee?”
“Dammit man, move!” I got on my knee so fast before she changed her mine. “Summer, will you marry me.”
“Ummm, I don’t know. I need to think about it, but I’ll wear the ring while I think about it.”
“No, the hell you won’t.”
“Law, you know I’ll marry you.”