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“And what did Ty say? I know his ass was happy,” Tisha said.
“Yeah he was happy. I can already tell his ass gon’ be driving me crazy and treating me like I’m damn handicapped.”
“Girl, that’s exactly how Otis ass was. That shit was annoying as fuck.” She laughed and so did I because Otis ass did not play with Tisha when she was pregnant. He made sure she was doing the right things so that she wouldn’t harm the baby.
Honestly I wanted a girl and I couldn’t wait to spoil her ass rotten. I stayed over Tisha’s house about another two hours before I decided to head on home. We said our goodbyes and I was out the door.
Marshae
Word on the street was that bitch had given birth to a baby. I found out because my cousin Shay goes to the salon she works at to get her hair done. I fuckin’ hated that bitch! I was able to get her number from out of Shay’s phone since she has it for when she makes appointments with her and shit. I called her ass a few months ago private just to make sure it was her. When she answered and I heard her annoying ass voice, I knew it was her ass. I still call her from private every now and then but the bitch never answers her damn phone. I still got something up my sleeve though. She had the nerve to get pregnant by my nigga! Oh yeah, this ho was definitely going to get handled if it was the last thing I did, even if I had to die in the damn process.
“So bitch what you plan on doing to that girl anyways?” Shay asked me, as she sat on my couch texting away on her cell phone.
“I don’t plan on killing the bitch or anything. I just want to scare her ass straight, but I mean if she does happen to die in the process, then so be it,” I said, shrugging my shoulders.
“And what do you gain from this situation again?” Shay’s dumb ass asked me.
“Bitch, hello! I get my damn nigga back,” I shouted to her. She just looked at me funny and shook her head like what I just said was the dumbest shit she had ever heard. “Bitch if you got something to get off your chest, speak now or forever hold your motherfuckin’ piece,” I let her know.
“I mean, I could see if that was once your nigga before and you became a woman scorned but that’s not the case with you. You and Otis were never together and he let that be known to you since day one. You knew damn well that you were just a fuck to him. Only reason why you going so hard on him now is because you see that he’s happy and you just trying to fuck that shit up. Tisha ain’t done shit to your ass. You don’t even know her and vice versa. You trying to kill a bitch over some dick that ain’t even yours and never was yours,” Shay had no problem letting me know.
“Bitch get the fuck out of my house with your dick riding ass. You all on that girl pussy and you don’t even know that bitch like that,” I snapped at her and she got up from the couch, walking to the door.
Before leaving, she turned around, facing me. “I really hope it’s worth it. Bye Marshae. Your ass seriously needs help.”
I shrugged her off and continued to sit on the couch and think of a way that I was going to take that bitch out. Hmm, I couldn’t wait for that.
Chapter 22: Tisha
3 months later
It’s been four months since I had my baby and I swear I love everything about that little girl. She is the best thing that’s ever happened to me. She is too spoiled though. She liked to be held 24/7 and will scream at the top of her lungs if you sit her down. That isn’t nobody’s fault but mine because when she was a month old, I always would hold her everywhere I went. Things between Otis and I are still great. He still gives me butterflies every time I see him. I make sure I take my ass to the gym everyday faithfully so that I could get my figure back. I had managed to get back to my size four, 120-pound frame because Otis was working me out in the gym every single day. This man would have me in that gym boo-hoo crying because he was killing me but in the end, it was all worth it because my body is on fire!
It was a Friday night and we were wrapping things up at the shop. I had been here since 10 o’clock his morning and I was beat. The girls and I decided to head to Red Lobster for dinner. Right when we walked in, there wasn’t a line so they seated us immediately.
“So what y’all getting into tomorrow because I only have one appointment and that’s at 3 in the afternoon?” I asked, looking over the menu.
“I’m not coming into the shop tomorrow. I already let my regulars know. I just want to stay home tomorrow and lay in the bed,” Lani said, sounding like a true pregnant woman.
“Oooh okay then you could come with me to the tattoo shop tomorrow,” I said, happy because I didn’t want to go by myself.
“What you going to get?” Tamika asked.
“I want to get Otis’ name on my lower back,” I said eating one of the biscuits that the waiter had just brought over.
“Bitch that shit is going to hurt like hell ‘cause I remember when I got mine done,” Kyla said.
“Well we’ll see,” I said. It didn’t matter because I could handle pain. I mean a bitch did undergo a natural birth.
Deep down, I was scared as hell to get a tattoo. It’s something that I been wanting to do but I couldn’t do it while I was pregnant. I looked in my purse because I heard my phone ringing. When I finally found it, I noticed it was that private caller again. They called me every day around this time and that shit was beginning to piss me off.
“Y’all look, every day I get a phone call from this private number and I usually just let it go to voicemail. But if I do pick up, the person just breathes through the damn phone. One time they did say something though,” I said, showing them my cell phone. I didn’t have the slightest clue who it was but I figured it was a bitch though because niggas didn’t play li’l games like this. I mean, not that I know of. I didn’t have any beef with nobody so I was confused as hell.
“Well, how long has this been going on?” Lani asked.
“Yeah, how long?” chimed in Tamika and Kyla.
“Really, it’s been like a few months now,” I said.
