Chapter 9
Mikael Wattson
A Week Later
“Pretty brown, can you pencil in Clemmy’s appointment for next week and I’ll take Chunk to the bus stop.” I asked Solana aka Pretty Brown as I called her.
I was skeptical when Lo mentioned he had found a new secretary for us.
When he told me everything shorty had going on I wasn’t sure she would work out.
This office was the main building for B it got hectic around here.
All five shop managers reported to us throughout the week.
On top of having to deal with all the angry customers from the other shop and our own customers, shit got real here.
Solana caught on quickly and so far, the customers loved her and Sunshyne when she was here.
Even my ass had gotten wrapped up in Sunshyne’s little web of cuteness.
I treated her like she was one of my nieces, whatever she wanted she got.
Solana stayed tryna tell me not to get her stuff but that shit fell on deaf ears.
I spoiled the fuck outta my nieces and Sunshyne deserved the same.
She was a good kid, clearly Solana was on her shit when it came raising her.
I fucked with Solana too and for the first time in life I didn’t want to fuck a bitch I was cool with.
It wasn’t like that between us she gave off sister vibes, we talked shit to each other, and I liked she didn’t fuck with Rahmeek’s bitch ass.
She was Hella humble too, even though she was pretty as fuck she had to be one of the nicest broads I’d met in a long time.
I damn near didn’t believe her or Lo when they both told me she basically built her skoolie or whatever the fuck she called it.
I kept telling her to upload them videos to YouTube.
Pretty Brown wasn’t tryna hear me though she was trying to focus on tryna stack her money and droll over Lo.
Both they asses thought they were slick, making googly eyes all fuckin’ day at each other.
Lo’s ass stayed finding reasons to come check on her and Pretty Brown blushed anytime he spoke to her.
I was here for the shit; I couldn’t stand Fallon.
Truth be told if she hadn’t pulled that baby, she was pregnant with outta her ass I doubt Lo would have still been with her today.
I hated that ho just off the strength of how she treated Mason.
The shit was weird as fuck, and she started it outta nowhere.
It was like one day she woke up and decided she didn’t want to be her mom no more.
If it was me, the ho woulda been out on her ass a long time ago but Lo was so busy tryna not be like our dad, he dealt with more shit than he should have.
Even before the shit with Mason Lo and Fallon weren’t seeing eye-to-eye.
He wanted to thug it out for his family and I respected that to a degree, but Fallon wasn’t the type of bitch who you thugged shit out for.
She was the ho you slutted out then left with a wet ass.
I told my brother from the first day he brought her around don’t trust her.
He wasn’t listening he was too busy fuckin off with her.
Unlike my brother I wasn’t blurry to how bitches moved.
Most bitches were sneaky, and ya best bet was not to trust them.
Nene wasn’t no different because she called herself my bitch.
I still didn’t trust her ass as far as I could throw her.
I didn’t give a fuck how crazy she acted, that shit was just a front to hide what the fuck she was really doing.
The only reason I really dealt with Nene was I knew I would never fall in love with a bitch like her.
There was nothing about her that made me want to wife her forreal.
Nene knew just like I did that shit wasn’t that deep with her she was just the main freak I fucked with.
We didn’t live together, never would. She knew better to even bring that shit up to me.
I hadn’t met her family. The only reason she met my mama was cause her simple ass followed me to my mama’s house one day.
She played herself that day, I refused to introduce them.
I damn sure wasn’t finna make her my wife.
Every time we fucked, I strapped up. I’d be damned if she raised any kid of mine.
Nene liked the benefits of being known as my girl and I let her have it.
For one, I really didn’t give a fuck about titles or labels.
At the end of the day, that shit didn’t mean nothing.
Two; bitches loved an unavailable nigga; I always got pussy handed to me, but when they found out I had a bitch.
They damn near raped a nigga. I did give her money when she asked and when I felt like it, we’d fuck the club up together.
However, it wasn’t nothing for Nene to act the way she did but if she liked it, I loved it.
“Okay, Sunshyne come give me a kiss,” Solana said, pulling Sunshyne in for a hug and a kiss.
“I wuv you mommy!” Sunshyne chubby chocolate cheeks smiled brightly as she ran over to me hugging my legs as she looked up at me. “Come on Unky!” I loved the little nickname Chunk had given me.
“Come on Chunk,” I said, grabbing her hand and leading us out the door to her bus stop.
“Unky are you gonna be my unky forever? Or just a tiny bit?” Chunk asked with a perplexed look on her face like she’d been really thinking about this question for a long time.
I smiled down at her, I swear I always pictured the seed I woulda had with Zaylee looking like Sunshyne. Rich, deep brown skin, chunky cheeks, innocent brown eyes, and a smile that made your heart melt. That might have been the reason I found myself so attached to her now.
“Always gone be ya Unky you ain’t even gotta ask me that.” I meant that to, Chunk had a special place in my heart, and I would always look out for her no matter what.
She jumped up and down as we both watched her bus coming down the street.
Chunk loved going to school. As the bus came to a halt I noticed a familiar car behind the bus with music blasting.
I helped Chunk up onto the bus and got annoyed as fuck when the car started beeping obnoxiously.
Nene had to be the slowest bitch on this planet; I shook my head as she continued to beep until the bus pulled off.
Then I watched as she whipped her car recklessly into our lot.
“Are you fuckin’ retarded?” I barked at her ass as I walked up to her car while she was getting out.
“Fuck that, whose fuckin’ little brat was that you was putting on the fucking bus.” Nene asked once she was all the way outta her car. She called herself pulling her coochie cutter shorts down, but they didn’t budge. I could see the side of her ass hanging out the bottom of her shorts.
“Watch ya mutha fuckin’ mouth before I pop you in ya shit.” I checked Nene and she looked at me appalled.
“You got me fucked up?” Nene said getting in my face with her finger pokin’ me in my head. “Let me find out you had a fucking baby on me nigga.”
I pushed her dumb ass back as I mugged her. “Bitch how Imma have a baby on you when you not even my bitch?”
“Just cause you don’t want to call this what it is don’t make it less true. You my nigga and I’m ya bitch end of fucking story.” Nene rolled her neck and her hand waved dramatically too.
“You sound as dumb as you look,” I snarled shaking my head at her.
“I look good as fuck,” Nene said twirling around until her ass was facing me. She bent over making her cheeks clap together. Or she tried because even though her ass was big as fuck it was fake and the shit didn’t bounce like a natural ass would.
When I first met Nene her BBL wasn’t as bad as it was now.
Her ass wasn’t the biggest, but it matched her slender shape.
Nene had always been on the skinny curvy side with a flat ass, and she hated it with a passion.
She showed me pictures of her ass before she’d gotten her booty done the first time.
Her shit was flat as fuck. No matter how much weight she put on none of it went to her ass, so I got why she had got it done but now though her shit looked a mess.
Last year she’d added more to her ass and now it looked fake as fuck.
I really think she was addicted to surgeries at this point.
Nene had gotten just about everything on her body worked on.
The more she did the faker she looked, and I tried telling her to chill out on that shit, but she didn’t want to listen.
I didn’t give a fuck enough to make her; it was her body she could fuck it up if she wanted to.
“Stand ya dumb ass up before you break ya legs. You know them bitches too small to be tryna hold all that fake ass up.”
Nene stood looking at me with a frown, folding her arms across her chest. “Fuck you Mikael. You love this fake ass when you hitting it from the back.”
Of course, I loved the shit when I was tryna get my nut off. “What the fuck you here for Nene?” I was over her unannounced visit, and she'd got on my nerves for the day.
“I need some money daddy,” Nene purred as she sexily walked over to me. Running her hands up and down my chest. “I need to get my hair and nails done. Remember we’re supposed to go to Gee’s birthday party together this weekend?"
I had forgotten I told Nene about my nigga Gee’s party this weekend.
When she asked to come along, I didn’t think nothing of it.
I almost wanted to cancel on her because I wasn’t in the mood to deal with Nene.
Her ass was to chaotic and sometimes all a nigga wanted was peace.
But since Gee had been my nigga since we were young, I wasn’t finna flake on him.
“I’m finna apple pay you.” I grunted, stepping back from her.
“Thank you daddy. Can I come see you later?” Nene asked, batting her eyes at me.
“We’ll see.” I kept it short, stepping around her to head back in the office.