Chapter 9 Jakari
Shit had been crazy this past month. I got even with the Mississippi niggas, and now shit was quiet on that end.
In less than thirty days, my life had turned to shit.
I had to bail Diamond out of jail because Moni pressed charges on her for attacking and robbing her.
I wasn’t mad about that because Diamond knew she was wrong.
The crazy thing is that before Diamond was arrested, I had to take her to the hospital because Ciara and Harmoni had beaten her ass and maced her.
After the doctor released her, the police were waiting in the lobby to arrest her.
Harmoni was wild as hell. She had already beaten her ass twice. Having her arrested was just spiteful.
On the outside, looking in, you would think I had something going on with my son’s mom because the bitch was obsessed with me.
I only smashed her once, and she’d been delusional ever since.
That mediocre pussy had caused me to lose everything, so I definitely didn’t want to be with her ass.
I regretted having a kid with her because although she took care of my son, she was a bad example as a mother.
I was gonna use this situation to get full custody of my son.
If this bitch was out here getting arrested for robbing people and jumping them, no judge in their right mind would deny me custody.
I had accepted the fact that I had probably lost Harmoni for good, so I decided to try to move on.
I went on a few dates, but I wasn’t impressed at all by those bitches.
A nigga had needs, and I was smashing bitches here and there, but none of ’em was worth wifing, so I always called an Uber after I was done busting.
The woman I wanted didn’t want shit to do with me, so I was on some dog ass shit with these other hoes.
Diamond’s tooth got chipped when they jumped her, and I paid for her to get some veneers.
I wanted to do something nice for her, so it wouldn’t be any bad blood when I did what I had to do on my end.
We needed to talk and come to an agreement, which is why I had invited her and my son over for dinner.
I cooked steak, shrimp, and baked potatoes for Diamond and me and mashed potatoes for JJ.
I cut his steak into small pieces. Diamond said she was pulling up, so I set the table and then went to the door to let them in.
When I opened the front door, my son instantly jumped in my arms. I carried him to the kitchen and placed him in his seat.
I didn’t notice what Diamond was wearing until she walked into the kitchen.
She had on a short, tight fitting red dress and clear heels.
Her face looked really good, too. I could tell she had just gotten her makeup and hair done.
I knew she had the wrong impression already.
She thought this was a date, and I really called her over to drop a bomb on her.
Once we were all seated and the food was in front of us, I decided to jump right into it.
“Diamond, you know I love the way you take care of my son,” I started.
She had the biggest smile on her face as she shook her head in agreement. I continued in anticipation of her reaction.
“I just don’t think it’s in his best interest to be with you full time.
I want you to have every other weekend, and with time, I want to be able to transition into you getting him every weekend.
With all the drama that has been going on, you attacking people, and people coming to your house to retaliate, I don’t think my son is safe. ” I said.
Diamond’s smile instantly dropped, and her fork fell at the same time.
“Bitch, you are a drug dealer! You will never be more fit to care for him than me! Someone can gun you down any fucking day! I made one mistake, and you wanna take my son from me, knowing he’s all I have in this world.
You gon’ have to kill me first. Take me to court if you want to, and I’m gonna make sure yo’ black ass be in jail.
I’m gonna tell everything I know,” she said as she stood from her seat.
I jumped up quicker than lightning and grabbed her by her throat, then lifted her off the ground while I whispered in her ear through clenched teeth.
“This is your second time threatening me, and now I’m starting to believe you.
You don’t understand that in order to keep my freedom and my son, I will kill you, bitch.
Look into my eyes and tell me that you think I’m a joke.
Bitch, you’ve been nothing but a pain since I fucked you.
You my biggest mistake in life. Please try me.
I can get you touched from anywhere! If I do an hour in jail behind you, you will not live to tell about it!
” I said as I threw her down, then I went back to my seat and fed my son.
Diamond sat on the floor looking stupid, holding her neck.
I ignored her as my son and I had dinner.
This hoe was so dramatic. To be from the slums, this hoe had a bad bitch entitled ass attitude, and I hated that.
Eventually, she got up and sat back at the table.
I tried to convince her that the arrangement would work out for the best, but she just ignored me.
When dinner was over, she packed my son's things up and left without a word. She texted me once she made it home and told me that I couldn’t see or get my son again until we went to court.
I was gonna give her time to calm down because I would hate to have to knock her new teeth out.
The next morning, I dropped a pack off to Keith and made sure everything was running smoothly.
Keith was back on his shit, and Jashawn was out of my hair again.
My brother made some extra cash, and I had his help when I really needed it.
Times had changed, but my brother wasn’t trying to hear that.
You could no longer kill niggas in the streets in broad daylight without consequences.
His ass was too ruthless and fearless for me.
I wasn’t about to play about my freedom because my son needed me.
Everything I did had to be well thought out and calculated.
Sometimes it was really best to let sleeping dogs lie.
I talked to Keith for a minute, then I headed to see this chick I had recently started fucking off with Journei.
Journei was cool, but it was nothing serious.
I just needed to get my mind right. Life was hard as fuck out here for a nigga.
She knew that whenever I came through, it was strictly to fuck.
I hated to be that type of nigga, but since I lost Harmoni, I let these hoes know up front, all I wanted was sex.
She was cool with the shit, so I fucked with her heavy.
My heart and mind belonged somewhere else.
I was gonna get my woman back, this shit was just temporary.
As soon as I pulled up to Journei’s crib, she was waiting for me in the doorway with a silk robe on.
Journei was chocolate, thick as hell, with chinky eyes and thick, curly black hair.
She had some full lips that got a nigga hard just from looking at her.
I walked inside, closed the front door behind me, and she instantly dropped her robe.
She stood in front of me, glowing. Titties were sitting up, and not a mark was on her body.
This muthafuka was perfect. She just wasn’t who I wanted to be with, but that didn’t stop me from fucking.
I lifted her off the ground, and she wrapped her legs around my waist while I carried her to her kitchen counter.
Once I put her down, I leaned over and started eating her.
I ain’t waste no time, cause I ain’t have time to waste.
Usually, I wouldn’t go this far with a bitch, but like I said, I fucked with her heavy.
When I came up for air, my whole face and beard were wet.
She didn’t let me catch my breath before grabbing the collar of my shirt and pulling me close.
She reached down, grabbed my dick, and pushed it inside her.
After a few strokes, I came inside her. I knew I shouldn’t have been so careless, but she knew that fucking with me, she had to keep a Plan B around.
I always made sure she took them in front of me too.
She was clean, I made sure of that before I ever touched her ass.
I wasn’t no nasty ass reckless nigga, now.
We fucked over her whole house and finished in the bedroom.
Then we ended up falling asleep, but when I woke up and realized I was getting too comfortable, I slid out before she had a chance to wake up.
I made it home and jumped in the shower.
Once I got out, I called my lawyer and asked him to draw up the paperwork for me to get my son.
I wasn’t a cruel nigga; I just didn’t want my son in the middle of his mom’s bullshit.
Diamond was starting to make me think that she was mentally unstable for real.
I heard a lot of stories about women snapping and hurting their kids, and I wasn’t about to risk that either.
My rejection could send her off the edge one day, and I wasn’t about to take that chance.
I loved my son too fucking much for that.
A few weeks passed, and I had a court date set for the next month.
I didn’t know if Diamond received her court papers or not because she wasn’t answering my calls or answering the door when I came over.
I had called my aunt Diane and had her to get a welfare check done for my son because it wasn’t like her to not let me see him at least twice a week.
I didn’t fuck with the police, so it was no way that I was about to call them my damn self.
I had too much dirt on me as is. It had been almost three weeks since I told her I wanted custody, and I hadn’t seen my son since.
The police advised my aunt that Diamond and my son were alright.
They also said that if we had no custody order in place, they couldn’t force her to let me see my son.
I had her to also request a police report stating that she had a welfare check done because my baby momma was keeping my kid from me and I didn’t know if he was okay.
I was going to present this to the judge as well.
I wasn’t stupid. If neither one of us had custody, they didn’t give her the right to keep him away from me.
That meant that we both should have equal rights to him right now.
Diamond was keeping my son away from me after I already had concerns about her mental state.
I was really about to drag this shit. I had so many paper trails showing why I needed my son full time that I probably wouldn’t even have to allow her weekend visitation at all.
I was going to let her keep playing with fire because I knew sooner than later, she would burn herself.