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I hated to see it.
“Fuck you, Jas!” Ashira cried. “Who do you think I am? One of those broke ass, pissy ass, welfare receiving ass bitches you grew up with?”Oh, shit… “You think you can humiliate me in front of my friends, have me leave a club I’ve been going to for years because I’m talking to an old friend?” She sat up in her seat, staring straight ahead. “Like I said, fuck you, Jas. My name is Ashira fuckingWither—!”
He slammed the door in her face and hiked it to the house.
I really wasn’t in the mood for this shit. Call my old ass old, but I ain’t even want to hit upClub Sintonight. I had to because Jas heard about Shi-Shi’s performance and said he was riding out. And wherever that nigga went, I followed unless uninvited. That was my role, my purpose, and my damn pledge in life: protecting and supporting Sin would be till the death of me. Believe that.
But now instead of being between Jos-Renee’s thighs, I was stuck with the fucking kiddies.
I pushed my head back in the seat and took a deep breath. “Whatchu you gone do, Shi?”
“You know what?” She reached for her bag. “Take me home! I have another car. He got me fucked up thinking he can control my every move. He forgets I ain’t no broke bitch!”
“And you can handle that he ain’t one, too.” I started the truck.
“What?”
“Nothing, Shi-Shi. I’ll drop you off at home.” She was sounding like a corny ass valley girl now, I ain’t wanna get her no more hyped than what she was.
“No! Say what you gotta say! You obviously agree with his hood antics. You ran up on Sergio like a pack of damn wolves, too! What were you thinking?”
I took my hands off the wheel, taking another deep breath. “Shi-Shi, we ain’t run up on that little nigga. We played like gentlemen. You ‘on’t know that ‘cause you ‘on’t know the old Sin. You only know Jas.”
“And that’s the fucking problem!” She shouted. “Who the fuck ishe—wait! Was he going to kill Sergio if Sergio didn’t want to be the mature party back there? He already told my ex to stay away from me. I mean… Is that what you Harlem niggas do?”
“Nah. Divine from BK.”
“What?”
The joke went over her heated head.
I continued in my calm voice. “Shi-Shi, we sitting onLake Sha’Ronafter a whole night with no violence and you talkin’ ‘bout death and Harlem Pride.”
“Don’t try to deny it! He told me. He told me he murdered four people, Juggy!”
Sin got more than four bodies, sweetie…
I shrugged. “So what now? You ‘on’t wanna fuck with the nigga no more, Shi-Shi?”
“Oh, now we’re going to turn this around on Shi? I never said I’m not fuckingwith—”
“I know!” I finally raised my voice. “‘Cause you been over here in his bed, fuckin’ him damn near every night since y’all got back from down south! You creep in here after hours, knowin’ the man knocked the hell out. You fuck him for hours then yo ass creep back out before the sun come up. So we know you ain’t got no plans to stop fuckin’ him!”
“How is that your business, Juggy? We’re grown! If Jas didn’t want me over, he’d have taken my keys by now.”
“He ‘on’t want ya keys! The nigga want you! He want you to accept him for the honorable man heis—”
“I don’t even know hisname—”
“You cry about not knowing the nigga.Blah. Blah. Blah. The nigga slowly tell you about his past, constantly showing you who he is now! He done changed his life to fit a woman like you in it, and I ‘on’t know why ‘cause the acceptance and understanding he looking for I ain’t sure a broad like you can give that man. And you wanna know why the fuck I care? ‘Cause it’s me having to get up after you decide you done with ya rounds of fuckin’ and follow you home to make sure ya ass get there safely!”
“Then don’t do it! Make messiah Jas do it!”
“He couldn’t till today!”
“What?”
“That’s why he pulled up on you at the club. You ain’t invite him—ain’t even follow through on ya word with breaking bread with his pops and little bruh. But the nigga wanted to surprise you with support and telling you today was his first discharge day from parole!”
