Chapter 19
Dionne Henry
Pee & See
“Okay, it’s the last night of our family cabin trip, and on the itinerary, I was put in charge of the last game night.
Since we’ve been here, we’ve talked our shit, had a very competitive game of UNO, Spades, and everything else.
We’ve taken a lot of shots, smoked some big blunts, but now it has come to the part of the trip where I want to spice things up, and play a game that we haven’t played before.
The name of the game is called Pee & See,” Tommie said, as she stood in front of the room that myself, and all the other ladies were in.
I could already tell by the name of the game, and her having to oversee the game, that she was getting ready to piss me off. You just never knew what to expect from Tommie. She always had something up her sleeve.
We were down in the basement. We’d just got down here about ten minutes ago, ready to start our last ladies game night event of the trip.
I was lying on one of the couches, resting on my back, with my head on the arm of the couch.
Liberty was wide awake, so she was sitting where my pelvis was, and I was playing with her, bouncing her up and down, and she was making all kinds of baby noises, and laughing, loving what I was doing.
“See ma, I’m about to go back in my room. You just be doing stuff,” Tru said, with annoyance dripping from her voice, standing up from the couch.
“Girl hush. Sit down. You don’t even know the rules of the game yet. Give me a minute, so that I can explain them,” Tommie said to her daughter.
I found myself smiling, as I witnessed the interaction between Tommie and Tru.
Those two had come such a long way. They used to go at it terribly.
So much so, to the point that Tru had been staying with our mom at one point.
Tommie had been one of those mothers for so long, where she allowed her daughters to do whatever they wanted to do, so Tru had taken the lack of guidance and discipline that she had and ran with it.
She had gotten into some deep mess, working for a pimp who had her on the side of the street, but she wasn’t trickin though.
Some type of crazy foot fetish that he had her doing, where she would hop in and out of cars with random men, and she said that all she said to do was show her feet, and she would get paid good money.
Mind you, Tru was a minor when all of this was going down.
This girl was coming around us with designer handbags, jewelry, the whole nine.
That was a part of all our lives that was a mess, and I hated to even talk about it.
If you missed out on that drama, you should check out Free Me From You. There, is where you can see how it all unfolds.
Tommie had a great relationship with her girls these days.
You can always tell the change in her energy whenever she is around both her girls.
With Tailynn in Georgia, attending college, and with Tru in college as well, and always working, she didn’t get to be up under them 24/7.
These past few days that we’ve spent in this cabin, I knew that it meant a lot to Tommie for her to be up under both her girls.
“Tommie, hurry up and explain the rules to this game, girl. I’m letting you know right now that if it’s some crazy shit, I’m going back upstairs in my room to lay my ass down.
It’s already been a long day, and I’m still sore from falling off that damn snowmobile,” my mom fussed, sitting there with an ice pack still on her knee.
I didn’t mean to laugh, but seeing my mama continue to flip off the snowmobile earlier today at one of our excursions had me in literal tears when it was happening.
My mom was one of those people where she wanted to participate in all the activities.
She didn’t care how old she was, and she shouldn’t because she was in perfect shape, with perfect health, so she could keep up, and do everything that we were doing.
My grandma on the other hand, she hadn’t participated in any of the excursions.
My girl just came for the good views, cold weather, and to see the snow.
She was getting all her rest, too. Even right now, as all the ladies were down in the basement, about to play whatever foolishness this was that Tommie had come up with, our grandma was in her room, and I’m sure she’d fallen asleep.
Tommie walked over to the table that was behind her, and she picked up a white, red, and gold Christmas gift bag. Once it was in her hands, she came back over, and dumped the contents out of the bag, onto the table. It was a bunch of pregnancy test.
“Tommie, what you got going on, girl? For real,” Free said, who was sitting right next to me on the couch.
Tommie let out a sinister laugh, cleared her throat, and she finished on in her antics.
“Okay, like I said, the name of the game is called Pee & See. Each of us are going to get a pregnancy stick. Only touch yours. Don’t pick one up for anyone else.
Once you get your test, you’re going to take it out the packet, and I’ll pass some markers around, so that you all can initial your stick.
There’s a couple of bathrooms down here, so we can use those, handle your business, and when you’re finished, drop the stick in this bag.
If you get one line on the test, congratulations sista, you know how to swallow, or use your other hole—”
“Tommie. Don’t get slapped down,” my mama cut her off, making us all laugh.
Tommie literally couldn’t help the shit that would come out of her mouth. She had been getting cursed out the entire trip by our mom and grandma because of that mouth.
“And if you get two lines…. Umm, God bless you in whatever decision you decide to make. Tailynn, and Tru, it’s going to take every woman in here to get me off you if either of you have a test with double lines on it,” Tommie threatened her daughters.
They knew how their mother was, so they sat back, and decided not to pay her any attention.
“Shit, I’ll take three test. I know I’m not pregnant. My cycle just went off,” Free said, being the first one to stand up.
“Well, I don’t want to play,” I went ahead, and let it be known. One thing about me, I didn’t care about being the party pooper.
When I said that, all eyes shot over at me. It was Tommie, Free, Blake, Tailynn, Tru, my mom, Shanice, and two more of my mom’s home girls that were in here. Every head shot over in my direction.
“It’s always that one person, and it’s always your ass,” Tommie shot, coming over to me with the pregnancy test in her hand.
I moved it out of the way, not wanting to play this damn game with them.
“Move. I don’t want to play,” I was serious.
“What you think going to come back, sista? Take the test like the rest of us,” Blake said, standing up from the floor. She had been sitting down with a blanket wrapped around her.
“Yeah, take the damn test because now your ass acting guilty,” my mom went on to say, and I laughed.
“Guilty of what, ma? I just don’t want to play this crazy ass game,” I fussed.
“Neither do I. I know damn well that I’m not pregnant.
I’m about to waste a good pregnancy test because before I can even get all my pee on the stick, it’s going to come back negative.
Even with that, I’m still going to take the test. Come on girl.
Let’s go. Your ass gotta play,” my mom said, coming over, damn near bullying me into the game because she took Liberty from my arms.
All the women started getting up, so that they could grab a test, and put their initials on it. I had the test, and Free, who was standing over me, she wrote her name on her test and then handed me the marker when she was finished. With shaky hands, I wrote my initials on my test.
My period was supposed to come two days ago, and it hadn’t. I could still be good though because it was normal for me to be a couple of days late. At the same time, I was just a tad bit nervous because I had been playing a risky game with my birth control.
I sluggishly stood up, and I joined the line to use one of the bathrooms that was down here. Tommie’s ass was standing right in the hallway with the bag, making us drop the test in the bag once we were finished in the bathroom.
I was the last to go, quickly peeing on the stick, and once I was finished, I wiped, washed my hands, and I wiped the test down a little bit. I walked out of the bathroom, and Tommie was right there, smiling big at me, as I dropped the test in the bag that she was holding.
I went and took my seat on the couch, pulling one of the throw pillows that was on the couch, and sitting it on down in lap. Free, who was sitting right next to me, laughed, while she picked her hand up, so that she could put it on my chest, feeling my heartbeat.
“Girl, move!” I spat, and like it was funny, she laughed, and threw herself back into the couch, waiting to hear Tommie with the rest of the rules for this dumb ass game.
“Okay. All it really takes is a minute or two, and we’ve passed that.
Here’s how we’re going to play it. I’m going to take all the test out of the bag, line them up on the table, and I’ll read what the results are.
If one of these test happens to be positive, ya’ll have to guess who the positive pregnancy test belongs to.
Let us see which man is the pull-out king, and which one isn’t,” Tommie finished with her theatrics.
She did a happy dance, and the table that she was standing directly behind, she went ahead and started pulling the test out one by one.
She lined them up, and I swear my eyes stayed on her, watching as she started from the first test that was on her right, all the way down to the last test to her left.
I’m not sure what the hell her dramatic ass saw, but she gasped, put her hand on her chest, smirked, and then she looked up at us.
“Tommie, and the fuckin theatrics. Girl, what are the results looking like?” Blake asked, still sitting down on the floor.