13. Uzi Reaves #3
I would often come home and explain to my husband the eventful days that I had with the program that I was running, but I tried to keep it confidential, so I wouldn’t tell him the girls names.
I knew that if I told him their names, he wouldn’t do anything with that information, but still, just out of respect for their privacy, I never told him.
I only told him about Tamera and said her name because I knew she wasn’t going to come back after her husband all but dragged her out that morning.
“She’s a part of my program. That’s who you’re talking about?” I asked Dolo again, focusing my attention on him.
“Who? I don’t know a Riot,” his ass responded, looking at me in a way that was nowhere near being convincing.
Plus, when he said it, he avoided eye contact with me as well, so I rounded the corner, wanting to plant myself right in front of him, keeping a steady gaze on him, and I wanted him to be able to do the same with me.
“Your lying, and I just don’t understand why. Was it her that was in the car with you or not?” I just genuinely wanted to know. He was being all secretive, like I was working with the feds or some shit.
“Yeah. Damn. Take your ass upstairs with your kids. I came over here to talk to my cousin,” Dolo said it in a playful way, but I knew that he was being dead ass serious.
I mushed him, and before I could walk away from him, my husband pulled me down into his lap. He had one arm wrapped around our son, and with his free hand, he used it to place it on the small of my back.
“Nobody answered my question. Who is Riot? Why I never heard of her before?” Loco was still confused, not knowing what was going on.
“I just told you who she is, bae. She’s one of the young girls that’s a part of my program.
She in the streets. Benelli said that she used to move weight for Gold.
That girl only been home for a few weeks.
How you put her on with you already? You knew her prior or you two just met?
” I had so many questions for Dolo because I was trying to make this all make sense.
“Nah. I didn’t know who she was. My boys had to tell me a little bit about her.
Her mugshot picture went viral while she was locked up, so once they showed me the picture, I just knew her from that, but not on a personal level.
I know her cousin though. She got an older cousin named Ari.
She a bottle girl, and she always makes sure that me, and my niggas good when we’re at the club.
I put her on because I ran into her a few days ago at the beach.
It was nighttime, and she was out there getting her mind right.
I could tell she was in a fucked up mood, so I had to pull teeth to get it out of her, and see what was wrong with her.
She told me about Gold letting her go, so I offered her a position with me.
She turned it down at first, but after a little convincing, I put her on with me,” he finished, and I nodded my head, and then I turned to look at Loco, who had his eyes on Dolo, and by the way my husband was smiling, I knew that he was about to fuck with him.
“She must be fine. Ain’t no fuckin way you saw a woman in distress, that you don’t know shit about, and you brought her to the table to eat with you.
Pull out a phone or something. Let me see what she look like.
Go on social media, and pull her shit up,” Loco cracked, and Dolo sat his ass there smiling.
I didn’t have an issue with Loco sitting here, chastising his cousin, saying how another woman might be attractive.
I swear, I was so sure of myself, that that kind of stuff didn’t bother me.
I had a husband that tells me every day of the week how much of a bad bitch that I was, so my self- esteem was through the roof.
Some might even say that I was cocky, or arrogant, and it wasn’t too far from the truth.
“She not on social media. I already looked her up. Plus, when I saw her cousin at the club the other day, I asked her about that, and she told me that Riot doesn’t have social media.
All the shit that the other girls do, Loco, she don’t do that shit.
You’ll look at her, and probably think that she’s quiet, and innocent, but the second she open her mouth, she a lil firecracker.
She know how to hold her own too,” Dolo went on, and I was able to nod my head in agreeance from the little bit that I’ve known about her, and what I’ve got to witness.
“She got into a fight with three girls this morning. We were out back shooting, and I guess she walked away to use the restroom or something. She came back, and one of the girls used her earmuffs. They exchanged words, and Riot was trying to drop the situation, but one of the girls kept talking shit, so she ran over there, and swung on them. Her little ass did damage to three women that got her by at least a hundred pounds each. I had to have a talk with her after. I’m worried about her temper.
That shit going to be the death of her,” I went on to say.
“Uzi, who the fuck had a temper that was worse than yours? I feel like you didn’t calm down until you started having kids. How old is Riot?” Loco wanted to know.
“Yeah, but I didn’t give everything energy. Before I fought a bitch, I would let them know straight up that I would kill them. I didn’t give everything the attention that it deserved. Riot does, and that’s the part that scares me a little bit with her. She’s twenty-one,” I answered his question.
“She young. I wasn’t with you yet at twenty- one, but Uzi you was wild, man.
I think you probably just seeing Riot, and the shit that she out here doing, and there’s this piece of you that feels like you gotta save her.
Let her live life, and find out the good, and the bad on her own.
Besides, she just got home, so I don’t think that she’s going to fuck off too much to the point that she’ll risk going back to jail.
My question to you Dolo is what are you plans with her?
Just business, or you plan on fuckin that girl?
You got that goofy ass look on your face, and I already know what that shit means.
I ain’t ever see you light up when you talked about a female before,” Loco switched his attention off me, so that he could put it on Dolo, who was still there with that goofy look on his face.
“I’m just chillin’ with her right now. I’m a hot, young nigga. You know I ain’t ready to do that settling down shit. Loco, I’m in my prime,” Dolo voiced.
“Shit, when I got with Uzi, I thought the same shit. Nigga, I was in my prime too. Mannnn, life was great. I had a high-rise condo, I was deep in the streets, had so many hoes that I had to put their numbers in my phone with their description because I couldn’t keep up.
Look at me now. I’m in this bitch with four fuckin kids, and a wife,” Loco went on to say, and I shot him a look like I was seconds away from slapping him in his mouth.
“Oh, because I was waiting for the moment where you brought up your wife, and children. Make a bitch feel like you miss the bachelor life. Give me my son, so I can put him in bed,” I said, attempting to stand up, but he chuckled, locking his hand firmly on my waist, not letting me move.
“You know fuckin well that I don’t miss shit about being a bachelor. I love the life that I live. I wouldn’t trade you, or my kids for nothing in the world,” he cleared that shit up quickly, right before leaning in, and he kissed me all over my neck, lips, and cheeks.
When he finished, I turned my head, so that I could look at lil Loco, but he was too busy with his dinner in front of him, his headphones on, and he was watching something on his iPad.
“My advice to you Dolo, and I’m going to leave it alone after this…
if it’s going to be business with Riot, then keep it strictly business.
If you going to make it pleasure between you two, then treat her right.
She has that same look in her eyes that I sport, so I know for a fact that if you fuck around on her, she will kill your ass.
Just make a smart decision with whatever you do,” I gave him a warning, so that if him and Riot did decide to take it there, and he fucked up, and he wondered why he was sent to an early grave, he could never fix his mouth and say that he wasn’t warned.