Chapter 29 #2
“Fuck you bitch ass nigga. You don’t wanna be like your daddy but here you are leaving your family for some pussy!
But I ain’t a slow bitch ya mammy you ain't finna leave me raising these three kids alone.” Fallon looked around Marlo directly at me and said.
“Since you want the nigga so bad help him take care of these fucking kids you nasty bitch.”
“Don’t speak to Solana. Ya ass miserable as fuck but I ain’t even trippin.’ It ain’t shit for me to take my seeds. Mallory and Mason go in there with Solana.” Marlo commanded and the girls sheepishly walked past Marlo into the house.
“Come on girls,” I said, ushering them into the living room, sitting them on the couch then turning on the TV on cartoons. “Stay in here we’ll be right back.”
I hurried back out the living room to the front door seeing Fallon trying to shove Braxton’s car seat into Marlo’s hand.
“Bitch, I ain’t takin’ that little nigga. You doin’ all this shit whole time the little nigga ain’t even mine. You the worst kind of bitch. Out here wanna play the victim, whole time you ain’t shit but a old nasty bitch.”
Damn. I didn’t expect Marlo to drop that kind of bomb.
No, Braxton didn’t favor Marlo, Mason, or Mallory.
I would be a lie if I said the thought of Braxton possibly not being Marlo’s.
Since he hadn’t said much about it I let it go.
I figured if Marlo came to me voicing his concerns then I would speak up.
An expression of guilt flashed across Fallon’s face, but she quickly hid it. “I know you not tryna deny my fucking baby nigga. Cause you fucking this bitch you wanna say my son ain’t yours? You a bit-”
“Pussy ain’t never made me switch up. I got him tested. Been knew, just waitin’ on you to make ya move.”
“Iii- You snuck and got him tested?” Fallon growled still trying to hold onto her anger even though she was dead wrong. I couldn’t imagine how Marlo had to be feeling on the inside.
“You mutha fuckin’ right. You got me fucked up if you think I’m finna take care of a baby that ain’t mine. You gotta be a dumb bitch if you believed that.”
In a softer, calmer tone Fallon replied. “Let me explain, please.”
“Don’t explain shit to me. I’m cool on ya dirty ass. Fuck I look like caring what you do with ya tired ass pussy? Sell that shit for all I care.” Marlo responded coldly.
“Marlo, we're a family. Give me a chance to fix this.” Fallon pleaded desperately.
Marlo let out a hearty laugh. I thought he’d lost his mind.
“We ain’t shit bitch. I be damned if I give up Solana for ya tired ass. Beat ya fuckin’ feet bitch.” He spewed with hatred in his voice.
“I’m tired, imagine that.” Fallon sarcastically said, “Nigga if I’m tired of anything it’s ya lame crusty dusty ass holding me the fuck back bitch.
You so worried about Braxton not being yours, but what about Mallory?
Nigga you think Braxton the first baby that ain’t yours?
” Fallon laughed evilly. “Yeah, nigga whose the dummy now? Rahmeek told me to tell you thank you for taking care of our…” Fallon’s words ceased violently when Marlo lunged forward wrapping his hands around her neck.
“Marlo!” I screamed running to grab his arm but instead I caught Braxton car seat before it could go tumbling down the stairs.
Marlo had Fallon dangling in the air, her hands desperately trying to get his hand off her.
“Marlo let her go!” I yelled in a panic filled voice.
Marlo seemed to be in another word as he choked Fallon.
“Please, you can’t do this right now!” I screamed with tears coming down my face.
I stood at the bottom of my front steps with Braxton’s car seat still in my hands.
Thankfully, he was knocked out, unbothered by all the yelling.
“Daddy please let mommy go,” Mason’s little voice cried out in terror as she appeared in the doorway.
Hearing Mason’s voice snapped Marlow out of whatever trance he was in, and he let Fallon’s body drop.
She crumpled in front of him, falling with a thud.
Dramatically she held her neck and she locked at Marlo with malice written all over her face.
“I fucking hate the day I met you and I can’t wait until you get knocked off your high horse,” She hoarsely yelled slowly standing to her feet.
“Give me my son bitch,” She walked over to me snatching Braxton’s car seat from my hand.
I really wanted to push her down but the red ring around her neck stopped me.
I watched Fallon put Braxton in her car then she got in speeding off down the road.
I turned back to see Marlo holding a crying Mason in his arms as he comforted her.
I couldn’t even describe how I felt right now so I could only imagine what was going through Marlo’s head.
Fallon had to be the bottom of the barrel type of bitch.
I might have not laid hands on her tonight, but I had an ass whooping with her name on it.
She deserved that and more for the shit she pulled.
As much as Marlo loved Mason and Mallory for her to so callously gloat about Mallory possibly being another niggas child and that nigga was Marlo’s best friend.
That bitch needed to be shot and so did Rahmeeks’s beady eyed ass.
They both had a special place in hell waiting for them.
As I made my way up the stairs I heard Mason talking. “Daddy, you aren’t gonna leave me are you?”
“Nah, daddy ain’t going nowhere,” Marlo answered in a soothing tone, but the rage was still in his eyes. “Imma be there for you no matter what.”
“Can I tell you something?”
“Yeah,” Marlo cautiously answered as our eyes met.
“Mama started being mean to me cause I saw her and Uncle Rah kissing. She told me if I told you, you were gonna leave me forever. She said she wouldn’t love me anymore if I told.”
My eyes pooled listening to Mason’s confession.
Literally, I believed there was nothing else Fallon could do to shock me, but the bitch proved me wrong.
Never in my wildest thoughts would I ever do anything to cause Sunshyne any physical, mental, or emotional turmoil.
To know Fallon treated Mason the way she did to keep her secrets, is sick as fuck and my blood boiled.
I never dislike a bitch as deeply as I did Fallon right now.
She wasn’t worthy enough to call herself a mom.
I regretted trying to stop Marlo from choking her shiesty ass.
I wished he would have killed the bitch, and I would have helped him bury her body.
Mason didn’t deserve to be treated the way she did.
She was an amazing and bright child who should get nothing but the best. I might have not been her mom, but I loved her like she was my own and I swore Fallon was gonna get touched if it was the last thing I did.