A Mother's Love (15 page)

“Aw really?”I felt like a little kid. His brown eyes sparkled from the moonlight.

“Yeah you cool as shit it’s like I’m talking to one of my niggas, you cute as hell, fine as all hell.”

“Yeah I try to be a cool female I got that from my brother Shamar; he told me no man wants a nagging ass chick sis.” He sat up.

“Shamar, the one with the dreads?”

“Yeah, that’s my bro why yall got beef?” I asked.

Shit I hope I hadn’t said too much. I hope my brother was not into it with him and here I was laying with him and no one knew where I was.

“Aw naw, so Jr. your brother too?” He asked. This nigga knew too much.

“Yeah.” I said getting a little nervous got damn my taser was in the car.

“Aw Jr. my nigga I knew him from electrician school. We just hooked up cause I run my own business. Jr. about to be working with me, plus sometimes I get my weight from Shamar. That’s crazy.”

“Yeah it is.” I said.

Feeling ten times better damn he knew the whole family. We started talking again and he started telling me about him and how he and my brother’s knew each other. This was definitely a small world. I guess Kane and Jr. had grew up together once they went to live with their Dad. Sometimes I was envious of my siblings because they got a chance to know at least one of their parents me, I had lost both. In a way I was glad that my Mom had died because being raised by Quincy was a no go for me. I mean he loved my Mom and all but he had killed my father from what I had heard on the streets. So that was fucked up. I don’t know why Mom loved him anyway. He had taken my father away but women do stupid shit I guess. I guess that was one thing I got from my Mom her stupidity. I damn sure didn’t look like her I had seen pictures of my Dad so I knew I looked like him.

              I went home the next day around noon. Aunt Tesha wasn’t home and I was glad about that. I walked in and decided to watch television. I always ran the streets I never really had time to sit and watch television. I had been thinking a lot about my future though. I was behind in school so I had just graduated last year and I had no plans on going to college. I wanted to hook a baller I needed someone to take care of me. I thought Cash was my meal ticket but he was missing in action and plus he had a family already. I went in my room and seen a note on my door.

Violet,

Honey I love you like you are my own but you are not my child and I really can’t tell you what to do. I understand you are lost and don’t have any real guidance I tried Lord knows I tried. I can’t deal with it anymore. You run the streets all night and day with different men you think I don’t know honey I know. You need to get yourself together but why you get yourself together you need to do it out of my house. I can’t do it no more. I am moving out of town and starting my life. I can no longer take care of you. You have until the weekend to get your things together and find a place.

Sorry,

Aunt Tesha

              What the fuck she was kicking me out? Oh wow this was some bullshit; she didn’t give a fuck about me. I felt tears coming on but I blinked them away. Fuck her I was going to pack my shit up right now. I called Kane, he answered.

“Damn you miss me already.” He said.

“Ha ha.” I let out a slight chuckle. “What you doing?”

“Handling some business why what’s up?”

“It’s my Aunt she kicking me out.”I said just the thought of it made me wanna cry but I was too strong for that.

“Aw damn shawty that’s fucked up. Just pack your shit and come to my house.” Oh wow I was surprised. I was just going to ask for some money.

“Are you sure Kane? I don’t wanna impose on you we just really started kicking it.”

“It ain’t no problem, just be there. I will text you the address and you can come and get my key. I gotta go I’ll hit you up.”

We hung up and I started packing. I couldn’t believe Aunt Tesha. And where the hell was she moving to? This was definitely sudden. I had too many clothes I couldn’t pack all this shit. Yes I could I didn’t have shit else to do. By the time I got done packing it was five o’clock. Aunt Tesha was usually home by three. I guess she didn’t wanna face me she probably thought I would try to fight her. I had five garbage bags with my clothes and three boxes of shoes. I had five shoe boxes filled with my earrings and accessories. I had my makeup suitcase and my suitcase with my hair stuff. I put all my perfume, soaps, and lotions in three big purses I had. I was ready to go. Kane had texted me the address earlier. I called him to let him know I was ready.

“Hey babe I’m finally done.” I giggled.

“Aight I will come help you you must got a lot of shit?”he said I guess I did since hours had passed.

“Yeah clothes and stuff.”

“Aight I’m on my way.”

              He came twenty minutes later he put some stuff in his car and I put the other stuff in my car. He was such a gentleman. He helped me put my stuff in his house. His house was gorgeous. It was a three bedroom with two full bathrooms which was a plus. He told me to make myself at home. He had so many clothes in his closet that I had to put my clothes in his hallway closet. I put my lotions, perfumes, and soaps in the bathroom along with my hair stuff and makeup. Yeah in a couple of hours I had turned his bathroom into a woman’s bathroom. He had left me alone once we made it he said he had business to handle. I decided to act like a woman and make him dinner. He didn’t have any food in there so I went to the twenty four hour Wal-Mart. I grabbed some steaks, potatoes, and some asparagus to give him a good meal.

That was one thing I had in common with Daphne we both knew how to cook. She enjoyed cooking while I used mine to my advantage. It was twelve midnight and I was done cooking finally. I heard the door turn and Kane walked in. I was in the kitchen making some kool aid.

“Damn smells good. I didn’t know you knew how to cook?” he said looking in the pots.

“Yeah I’m not just beauty.”I gave him a kiss.

“Shit you gone make me a plate or what?” he sat down.

I made his plate and while he ate I took a nice warm bath. Too much had gone on today. I needed definitely some time to myself. I was enjoying my bath when Kane walked in the bathroom.
 

“Damn can I join?” he took off his shirt.

“Of course.” I said.

He climbed in and got behind me. We sat in the bubble bath and talked about our day. I told him about Aunt Tesha and how she probably kicked me out since the kinship checks had stopped since I graduated. I couldn’t tell him the real reason about how I had been leaving all times of the night he didn’t need to know all that. He washed my back and I washed him. I had never done anything like this before and I had been with a lot of men. He was so gentle with me and I could tell he liked me. I think he liked me more for my personality more than what I could do to him sexually and that was definitely a first for me.

Chapter Twenty One

Jr.

              My nigga Kane had hooked me up with a job. I was doing good too. I liked going from site to site doing my electrician job. Shit plus I got to meet a lot of single fine ass women. Some I hit the same day I met them and others I hit days later but I always got the ass. I had told Esha that I would take her and the kids to the park today. She was kind of mad because I hadn’t come back to stay with her. Shit I loved the freedom of staying with my sister. Half the time she wasn’t there especially after the incident where she had to whoop Sherri’s ass and lost her job.

              I went to pick Esha up and I really didn’t wanna take her with me. Esha was one of those chicks you only go and fuck after dark. I had moved in with her when I had turned eighteen. She was twenty one at the time. She already had two other kids besides the three she had with me. Esha was ugly but she had her own shit. My oldest was Shawn he was six now. The boy looked just like me. Eshawna was right after Shawn she was five and Shamika was my baby girl she was two. Now with Shamika I really didn’t think the baby was mine. She didn’t look anything like me. She was yellow like my little sister Violet. Come to think of it she did look a lot like Violet. I guess she got her genes.

              I blew my horn once I was outside. I told Esha she better be ready and she was when I got there. She had a nice ass body with her little ass skirt she had on today. I knew she wanted to give me some pussy. I hadn’t been even fucking her every once and a while but not like I usually did. She put the kids in the car and got in the front with me. I drove to the park and let my kids out to play. I put my baby girl on the swing and pushed her. I know I didn’t spend a lot of time with my kids but when I did I made it count. My son and oldest daughter were playing on the slide. I made Esha come push Shamika while I went and played with my oldest two. When we got done I took my kids to McDonalds I even bought Esha a meal. When it was time to go in the kids were knocked in the backseat.
 

“Let me help you with them.” I said.

“You not staying?” she looked sad.

“Naw I’m not staying.” she looked real sad.

“Why not Shane? I miss you, the kids miss you.” She was the only person who called me Shane.

“I miss yall to but I’m not right for you Esha. You need to find you a man that will treat you right.”

And it was the truth. Since being with Esha I had four kids on her and she stayed. She deserved better wasn’t anything wrong with Esha she just wasn’t what I wanted in a woman. She was a good cook; had good sex but she had no ambition. She was still staying in a low income house and she was twenty six with five kids.

              I grabbed my son and oldest daughter and carried them in the house. Esha grabbed my baby girl. I went back to grabbed the food. I brought it in the house. I gave her some money and I was out of there. She started texting me as soon as I left like she always did telling me how much she loved me. I ignored it and made my ways to Tyrika’s house. That was who I was gone fuck tonight.

              The next morning I got up and went to work about nine. I had a cool schedule so I wasn’t tripping. I told my baby mama Tameka that I would give her some cash for my son Timothy who was five and my daughter Kimmy who was three. Tameka did not fuck with me at all. She barely let me see the kids. She never asked me for cash but I gave it to her because shit them was my kids I didn’t want her nigga to be talking shit about me. I was not welcome at her house so I told her I would drop it by her job. Tameka ran her own beauty salon. Now Tameka was finer than a muthafucka. Her ass sat up just right and she had the sexiest dick sucking lips. I stopped in her shop around two. She was sitting at the receptionist desk I guess filling in for her usual receptionist.

“Hey sexy.” I walked up to the counter.

“Huh,” she said smacking her lips and rolling her eyes.

I couldn’t blame her I was lying our entire relationship, plus I was the one who caused her to get her ass whooped by Esha.

“Damn it’s like that. You used to love a nigga.”

“Well I don’t know where the cash at nigga?” she placed her hand out.

“What you gone do to get this cash.” I said. I hadn’t hit that pussy since I had knocked her up with Kimmy.

“Ugh keep it.” she turned with a disgusted look.

“Naw here.” I handed her five hundred dollars. I gave her the most because I wanted her the most. I had only given Esha two hundred.

“Aw shit my baby daddy on his shit now. That’s what ‘s up.” She said smiling.

“Yeah and I’m gone get you back too.” I knew I couldn’t get her back. The nigga she was with was a good nigga that kept her laced. I just wanted to flirt with her a little.

“Not gone happen.” She said as I walked out the door and blew her a kiss. I had to get back on the job.

              I had to go pick up some money after work from Brittany my four year old daughter Anna’s mother. She was so damn stupid. She wanted to take care of a nigga so bad. Honestly I hadn’t had sex with her in two years. She just wanted me so bad that she wanted to give me all her damn money. She had a good job too. She was the head nurse at a hospital. I had bought my baby girl some clothes and shoes so I brought them along too. Brittany lived with her parents although she made good money. Shit I would live with my parents too in their big ass house too.

              I pulled up into the mini mansion’s round drive way. I went up to the door to ring the doorbell. I hated this shit these white muthafucka was living lavish. The black maid, Linda came to the door. She was an older lady about forty-five. She led me into the kitchen where Brittany was sitting with Anna. Anna saw me and ran up to me. Her curly hair was all over her head. Now Anna looked just like my Mama and Daphne. She was even dark. She was the most exotic thing I ever saw with her dark skin and white girl curly hair.

“Hey Daddy,” she said as I picked her up.

I handed her the bag with her stuff in it. I sat down at the kitchen table with Brittany. Now Brittany was gorgeous, a trophy wife. But she just wasn’t a trophy wife for me. I really didn’t care too much for white women, they were good enough to fuck but as for her being my lady that would never happen.

              I met Brittany downtown while I was looking for a job. We immediately clicked and we started fucking, it was nothing more or nothing less just us fucking. But Brittany wanted me to be her man. She lied and told me she was on birth control and I even used condoms I still don’t understand how the fuck she got pregnant. Shit I took a paternity test fuck that Anna was my only child that I did take a DNA test on. But I loved my baby girl just like the rest of my kids despite her Mother’s white face.