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“Well, I say,” sighin’, “at this point, I’ll take my chances. A nigga needs some paper in his pockets, you smell me? It’s got me feelin’ low ’n shit. That’s why I haven’t called you…” I pause, smilin’, givin’ her biscuit-head time to sort out what I’ve told her. I decide to go in for the kill. “…You got my head all fucked up, baby. I’ve been thinkin’ ’bout you, and missin’ you, and wantin’ to see you ’n shit. I wanna hold you in my arms real bad, but a nigga can’t even afford to buy a muthafuckin’ plane ticket. That’s how broke I am. And it’s got my head all fucked up right now.”
“OhmyGod, for reeeeeeaaaaaal? You don’t know how that makes me feel. I wanna see you, too. You have no idea how much I’ve been missing you. All I’ve been doing is thinking about you, and how much I enjoyed being with you. The last thing you need to do is be thinking about selling drugs again. Why don’t you come out here and stay for awhile? Who knows, you might have better luck finding a job here.”
I grin. “Baby, where am I gonna stay?”
“With me,” she replies, soundin’ all excited to have some dick in her life, “where else? My home is your home, baby. And you can stay here for as long as you need to, until you can get on your feet.”
I slide my hand down in my pants, play wit’ my dick, grinnin’. I’m tellin’ you. Fuck a weak-minded or emotionally starved broad right, and she’ll do whatever you want wit’ little to no coercion.
I don’t say shit; let her think the phone went dead.
“Hello, Alex? You still there?”
I lower my voice, sniffle a bit. “Yeah, baby. I’m here.”
“What’s wrong?”
“I’m thinkin’, that’s all. I can’t believe you wanna do all this for me.”
“I know this might sound crazy because we don’t really know each other, but I feel like I love you, Alley Cat.”
Umm, med check…please, I think, sparkin’ a blunt. Looks like we gotta looney on the loose. I thought I already warned her once not to catch feelin’s. I decide to give her a gentle reminder. “Listen, boo, on some real shit, I really ’preciate you havin’ my back and all, but a muhfucka ain’t wit’ all that love shit, right now.”
“I know, I know. You already told me that. And I respect that. Still, you can’t stop me from feeling what I feel, whether you ever feel the same or not.”
I sigh, shakin’ my head. She’s been warned.
“I’ll call you in a few days with your flight info, okay, baby?”
“I’ll be waitin’,” I tell her, disconnectin’ the call.
23
Three days later, Vita hits me up on my cell. “Yo, what’s good, pretty baby?”
“Hey, sexy man,” she says, soundin’ like she’s grinnin’ from ear to ear. I can practically see this thirsty bitch droolin’. “I’ve been thinking about you. You miss me? I know I miss you, bad.”
What the fuck?! Hell no, I don’t miss ya weeble-wobblin’ ass. “I’ve been thinkin’ ’bout you, too. Hearin’ ya voice really put a smile on a nigga’s face. What’s good?”
“You,” she tells me, like I don’t already know this. “I made your flight reservations. I’m gonna text you the information.” I roll my eyes. Why the fuck didn’t you just text the shit in the first place?
“Oh, aiight. That’s wassup. Good lookin’ out, baby.” Eight seconds later, the text comes through wit’ all the flight info. She got me leavin’ out next Wednesday on Delta. What the fuck? I don’t fly no muthafukin’ Delta! All my frequent flier miles are wit’ Continental. I look at the text again, then frown. “Ya text came through. But, uh, where’s the return info?”
“Oh, I got you a one-way ticket.”
No shit, bitch! I take a deep breath, shakin’ my head. “Why?”
“I thought you were gonna stay for a while so you can check out the jobs here. Whenever you’re ready to go back, I’ll just book you a return flight.”
What a dumb ass. “Oh, aiight. And you still gonna hook a nigga up wit’ some wheels while I’m out there, right?”
“It’s all taken care of.”
I smirk. “That’s wassup.”
“I told you I was gonna take care of everything.”
“True that. Good lookin’ out, babe. I hope you know how much this means to me.”
