Aye, put the baby down and come to the basement. Bring Pearla and Bella too.
Mahzeyah
Boy! How you get my number? You know what? Blocked!
Mahzeyah, I’m serious
My last messagedidn’t send, which meant her mean ass had blocked my number for real.
“That was him, hunh?” Solana’s smile, as slight as it was, fell. Her eyes were back closed again.
“It was.”
“He has a child.”
“Solana, don’t even worry ’bout that right now.
“She’s pretty…”
“I wouldn’t know. Secretive ass hasn’t brought her ‘round the family.”
I didn’t know what the fuck Shio was doing with this secret baby, and he hadn’t even told his mama. My guess was that he was waiting for a blood test, but shit, them bitches didn’t take long according to some of the homies. You could even get them shits from Amazon and get the results in less than forty-eight hours. That’s why I wasn’t fucking shit without a rubber. Shio was playing house with one female while the other was locked away like she’d committed a triple homicide. She ate well and had a soft bed, but, damn, even prisoners got let out at least once a day.
“She’s pretty,” she repeated.
“Do she look like Shio?” I probed.
I was deadass wrong, but shit, we all wanted to know. The twins had met her, and so had Ezio and Teo, but there hadn’t been any more conversation about her. It wasn’t like them niggas would tell me shit anyway. At this point, I was coming like Neltz. I couldn’t wait till I turned eighteen so they could let me in on some shit.
“No, ella no lo hace. (No, she doesn’t.)”
I grinned. “I don’t know what you just said, but I heard the word no. Y’all females kill me. Petty as hell, even on yo’ death beds.” I kidded.
“Stop calling us females. That is degrading as hell. Do we call y’all negros, males?”
Looking back, Mahzeyah was standing in the doorframe in that little-ass cheer skirt. “Mahzeyah, I told you not to bring the baby down here.”
“Boy—Oh my God!” Mahzeyah ran into the room.
“Aye! Get out of here with her!”
She paused, blinked, and rubbed the baby’s back as she was hoisted on her shoulder. “Don’t yell at me, stupid-ass, lil’ ass boy! Now, is she okay? Hey, ma’am! Are you okay? Did he do something to you? I have my tas?—”
“ZeyZey… I ain’t yelling at you, sweetie. But can youpleaseget the baby out of here and grab my cousins so they can help her get in the bathtub?”
Mahzeyah finally looked at me like she had some sense and backed out of the room. She paused at the door, keeping her eyes on Solana, then they snapped at me. “And I told you, stop calling me your hoes name!”
I watched as she stormed off, skirt bouncing and ass poking out. I had to look away. The last thing I needed was for my dick to get hard while I was holding Solana’s head up.
“I didn’t have to hope for it. She’s already giving you hell.” She smiled again.
“That’s just my baby mama, Solana.”
“You have a kid?” she asked, her voice a mixture of concern and pain.
“Sum’n like that. Can you stand?”
It sounded like a stampede coming down the stairs, and I knew the chivalry had arrived. Ironically, Bella was the first to enter, and Pearla right after.
