Chapter 32
I wasn’t expecting Pinkie to be at the restaurant when I pulled up.
As soon as I noticed her car, I pulled to the back, sat my ass back, and waited for her to leave.
It was sad that a grown ass man had to hide from a bitch in order not to fuck with her again.
The guilt that consumed me every time she was around was eating at me every day.
It was mostly because I enjoyed the shit and wouldn’t mind doing again but then there’s my girl, Summer. I was never leaving her. Never!
I was hiding from her ass like a damn tenant that hadn’t paid rent.
Women always wondered why it was so hard for a man to stay faithful, but when you had bitches like Pinkie that was willing to take the dick and be quiet, you’d be a damn fool not to want to give it a shot.
If a nigga told you he wouldn’t, check that nigga’s nuts because he may be a bitch.
Once she pulled off, I got out of my car and went inside.
I was only here for a split, and that was to grab some money from the safe to deposit in the bank for my mama.
In and out so I could get back to Summer.
Her blood pressure spiked last night and wouldn’t go down.
The longer it stayed up, the more the doctor was thinking about taking her into surgery to have the baby.
When I left this morning, it had gone down but was still higher than it should’ve been.
“You came just in time, your lil’ side piece just left.”
“Mama don’t do that. Leave that in the past.” I punched the code to the safe and filled the bag.
The only time my mama was in her office was when she was doing payroll or on the phone. She stayed on her feet until the close of business and that’s why people didn’t mind working for my mama. She was hard but had a heart of gold.
“After I get done doing this catering job for her, I’m leaving her alone. She’s becoming obsessed with you. Do you know she asked me how you were doing?”
“That’s your friend mama.”
“Don’t make me slap you. I’ll forever ride for Summer even when you’re wrong. You better continue to stay on the right path. I’m praying for you.”
“I need it because I’m just not an ordinary nigga. Everybody wants me.”
I made it to the bank and back to the hospital to see LJ baby mama in the room with Summer. Summer really didn’t vibe with females too well, but they hit it off well. Summer could use a friend other than me. They both looked at me like I was disturbing them when I walked in.
“Did I fuck up y’all girl talk or something?”
“Yea, you kind of did. Can you give us some privacy?”
“I’ll be at LJ house.”
LJ had the weed and the alcohol waiting on me when I got there. Obviously, his baby mama was venting to Summer about him and that’s why I had to leave.
“We got to smoke outside. My baby in the room sleep.”
“Why are you looking crazy as fuck? What’s going on with y’all?”
“She bagging a nigga about being committed. I ain’t got a problem with it but before I do that it’s some shit that I want changed and she not willing to compromise so I told her ass she could kick rocks and leave my baby.”
“Why are men scared of commitment?” I asked him seriously. I asked Summer to marry me, but there was still a piece of me that was afraid.
“I’m not afraid. Unlike most niggas I’m ready to settle down. My baby mama got an issue of letting her mama control my shit. This my fucking house and that’s my baby in there. I don’t need another muthafucka coming in here telling me shit. That’s our problem.”
“That’s a simple fix.”
“That’s what you think. Why you ask me about settling down? You flaking out on Summer?”
“I don’t know. Pinkie brings excitement to my life.”
“That bitch. Are you willing to risk it all for this hoe again? When you got a woman that’s willing to birth your child, she becomes something more than just your girl, bruh.
Bringing a life into the world isn’t an easy task.
You have to have another level of respect for a woman that does that.
Women like Pinkie come around all the time.
She’ll never be a wife or have kids. But women like Summer only come around every blue moon.
She ain’t been perfect but she getting there.
Every time she acted stupid was because you did some shit to set her off.
Don’t fuck this up just for some excitement with Pinkie.
Summer can give you the same thing if you show her, you’re for real. ”
“How are you schooling me?”
“You asked. We can’t be out here playing forever. Women are becoming more and more independent. Nigga we got to get our shit together.”
“I can’t have one last time?” I joked.
“That one time can cost you your whole life nigga. Think about that shit.”
The cries of LJ’s baby came roaring through the monitor as he dropped that thought on me.
He wasted no time rushing to his child’s aid.
I thought I was the mature one and honestly, I was but Pinkie had some kind of voodoo on a nigga that had me second-guessing my love for Summer.
The shit had me feeling sick daily. I wake up thinking of ways to be with her and have Summer too.
Now LJ had me thinking, was it even worth it.