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Storm frowned harder. “Who in the fuck are you, and why should I give a fuck about what you have to say? Secondly, the nigga that marry you gon’ have to be a blind muthafucka, ’cause ain’t no twenty/twenty vision nigga gon’ settle for this shit in front of me. You can curse me out if you want to, but I’m gon’ do it better. Your best bet is to get the fuck outta my face before you ignite World War Three on yo’ tales-from-the-crypt looking ass.”
Her eyebrows lifted, and she looked like she wanted to cry. She hurriedly walked away as Uncle Storm pointed at me. “Yo’ messy ass wrong for that.”
His frown disappeared, and he pulled me to him and hugged me. “Still my G. She must’ve been talking shit.”
“You already know she was. She deserved to get her pitiful feelings hurt. The Hendersons don’t roll like that. I bet she won’t approach nobody else like that.”
He chuckled and so did I as we headed back to his table. Before I could greet everyone, I was called for pictures. I glanced at the ladies as they stared at me. When I stopped walking and fully turned to them, they looked away.Bourgeois bitches.When I turned to walk away, Nate was standing there. “I just wanted to tell you how beautiful you looked.”
“Thank you, handsome. Come on,” I said as I looped my arm around his.
When I got back to Houston, I could truly begin healing from this shit. I just wanted to be done with Decklan’s foolishness and move on to see exactly what Nate had to offer.
CHAPTER14
STORM
“If she would have been a man, I would have fucked her up. She lucky. Jessica would have caused a whole shit storm at Nesha’s wedding.”
“I’m more than sure had it been a man, Jessica wouldn’t have done that. She showed me the video. Nigga, you didn’t have to drag that woman like that,” Jasper said.
I frowned at him. If anybody knew me, his ass did. He chuckled as I frowned at him. Before I could say another word, I heard music start, then the famous words,In my mind, I want you to be free.I rolled my eyes. Nobody but Jenahra had started that shit. She loved Christmas music. “Here we go with this shit.”
I was at Jasper’s house having a smoke. The kids had opened their gifts, and they were happy with what they got, which was mostly electronics and those damn squishmallows for the girls. By the time they were done and had gone to bed, I came to Jasper’s. I knew the family was all still awake, because I’d left the reception early before I had to kill one of them kids. “Jenahra!” I yelled.
Jasper chuckled and took a pull from his joint. She joined us on the deck with a smile on her face. “I can’t be thinking about Jesus in the manger right now. That’s messing up my high.”
“Well, glory to God. He can still get through to you. I thought you were a lost cause, nigga,” she responded.
I stared at her muthafuckerly as she laughed. Jasper laughed so hard he nearly died from choking. I didn’t even have a comeback for her ass. Tiff joined us as my phone rang. I frowned harder, wondering who was calling me at two in the morning. When I saw Bali’s phone number, I rolled my eyes. A nigga couldn’t get no fucking peace. “Hello?”
“Where you went this time of morning?”
“Last time I checked, I was a grown muthafucka.”
“Daddy! Really?”
“I’m at Jasper’s. Y’all need something?”
“No, but you need to bring it in. If you ain’t wit’ yo wife this time of night, then you need to be home. Only triflin’ shi… I mean stuff go on at this hour.”
“Bali, you gon’ get fucked up in a hot ass minute. I’ll be there in a minute to confiscate all that shit I just bought.”
I ended the call, only for it to ring again. “What!” I yelled as Jasper chuckled.
“Daddy, you know I was just playing. I just wanted to make sure everything was okay. You know you my nigga.”
“Man, get the fuck off my line and go to bed.”
I ended the call and said to Jasper, “Two more years and they’ll be grown and gone.”
“Man, you know those girls ain’t going far. You got all of them spoiled rotten. They only giving you what you gave Mama and Daddy growing up.”
“And me!” Jenahra yelled. “It’s good for yo’ ass! I’m going home. I’m tired as hell. See y’all at Mama and Daddy’s tomorrow.”
She kissed our cheeks and left, leaving all that damn Christmas music on. For some reason, I wasn’t really fond of Christmas music, especially not the traditional songs. I turned to Tiff and asked, “Y’all still entertaining us tomorrow?”
“Yep, after we eat. Kema coming over too. Mal didn’t want to do it at first, but he’s gonna do it for the family. So we’ll have a bull rider, steer wrestling, steer undecorating, relay, barrel racing, and roping. Oh, and KJ gon’ be cutting. Legend, Red, and Zay may even roll through. We aren’t gonna start until tomorrow evening so we can turn on the arena lights.”
