Stripping Asjiah II (6 page)

“Fuck you!” The drug raced through her body, created illusions in her brain, making her think that she could challenge him. Keyshia stood defiant as she wiped blood from her face. Her intoxicated mind struggled to think of a way out. With open palms she slapped his face harder and harder hoping it would make him stop.

“Pressure‟s sixty over forty; she‟s losing blood faster than I can transfuse it in!”
“What’s wrong baby?” Aggressively he palmed her breast “You had all kinds of shit to say a little while ago, don’t get quiet on me now.”
Biting his forearm, stunning him momentarily; Keyshia rolled out of the bed and ran towards the door. She felt like she was floating and she knew that her addiction was going to be her down fall.
“She‟s in v-fib! Charge the paddles to two hundred!” The doctors tried to remain calm as they watched the girls body jerk in reaction to the shock that was sent through her chest.
Keyshia could feel her soul leaving her body. She always knew she would die one day but she never thought it would be like this.

“C …CJ.”
My eyes watered and I felt nauseous as I thought of how close I had come to killing our child.

He barely heard me as he looked up from his phone. “Asjiah, baby; are you okay?”
CJ held me as I began to fall apart in his arms and weep softly.
“Shh…its okay babe, it‟s over; everything is going to be alright.
“I couldn‟t do it.”
“What?”
What once was a tight embrace now felt as if he was shoving me off of him as he placed his hands on my shoulders and held me at arms length.
“We can‟t have a child right now.” His face was filled with discontent as his eyebrows furrowed displaying his frustration.
“I know, but I…I just couldn‟t.”
He couldn‟t believe what he was hearing, after she took her ring off he knew for sure that she was going to go through with it; now she was standing here saying she had a change of heart?
“Asjiah we talked about this.”
I thought he would kiss me, wipe my tears away and tell me that hedidn‟t want me to do it. Tell me that he was seconds away from coming upstairs to get me and take me home but he seemed annoyed, bothered by the fact that I decided to keep the baby; our baby.
“No,
you
talked about it!” I pushed him away from me and snatched my purse off the chair next to him.
“This chop shop was all your idea. I never wanted to come here, you‟re the one that bitched up and got all scared when I told you that I was pregnant. You never asked what I wanted.”
“Asjiah…”
Before he could finish, our argument was interrupted by the receptionist.
“Excuse me, but you two are going to have to take this elsewhere.”
I looked at her and rolled my eyes. Mad that she so willingly took his money when we first arrived, mad that she looked at me as if I was just some loose booty ass girl that got pregnant. I was mad that I had even allowed him to bring me here in the first place.
“No problem, we were just leaving!” I swung the doors open almost hitting CJ in the face as I walked outside.
“Out of all people I would think that you would understand how I was feeling right now. This isn‟t some rabid dog that needs to be put down; we‟re talking about a baby;
our
baby.” I zipped my sweatshirt and pulled the hood over my head as the wind blew and it began to drizzle.
“I tried, I really did. With each room they took me into, every doctor that came to talk to me; I kept telling them I was sure; that this is what I wanted until I realized that I was only doing what
you
wanted me to do. I was laying there being poked and prodded like some lab rat because this is what
you
thought was best. Fuck what I had to say huh?”
“Asjiah that‟s not true, I just want you to think about what you‟re doing. What are you going to do with a baby?”
“Listen to how you‟re talking to me Christian; what am
I
going to do with a baby? This is your child too or did you get amnesia at the same time you came in me?” I tapped impatiently on the roof of the Cutlass as I waited for him to open the door.
“Unlock this fucking door and take me home.”
CJ‟s phone began to ring as he started the car; glancing down at the caller ID he immediately sent it to voicemail; Corey had been blowing his phone up nonstop, leaving messages of her masturbating, telling him what she was going to do once he got there; now was not the time to deal with her or her throbbing pussy.
“A‟, you know I love you…”
“You love me? Then what the fuck were we doing in there? If you really loved me, then you would try to calm me down, tell me that we can ride this out and that everything will be okay. You would be as convincing as you were the night we were in Miami and you told me to trust you. Instead you couldn‟t wait to get me here, every other day you were hounding me; did you call the doctor A‟? When is your appointment A‟?” I could feel my cheeks get hot as my temper started to get the best of me.
“That isn‟t love, that‟s inconvenience. Tell me something; did you ever really love me Christian? I mean be honest, or was this all just a scheme you put together just so you could fuck?”
CJ rubbed his hands together, looked at me and smirked, “Nah, not at all, but if I had known all it would take was a little fresh air and a view of the ocean; I would‟ve taken you to Miami a long time ago.”
Before I knew what happened I slapped him across the face. I stared at him daring him to hit me back.
“I told you about putting your hands on me Asjiah.” His jaw clenched as his temper threatened to boil over.
“What‟s gonna happen CJ; you gonna hit me back? Pull this car over and post the fuck up then.”
“You better chill the fuck out A‟.”
“Fuck you. You know what this year has been like for me, you know my story; everything that I‟ve lost and you suggest an abortion like you‟re offering to buy me new shoes or some shit.”
“I‟m just trying to look out for you.”
“Look out for me? Are you serious right now? Where the fuck was you at when I got raped? Where the fuck was you at when my brother had a gun to his head and I was running for my life?”
I clasped my hands together as if I was getting ready to clap for him as the answer to my questions came to me. “Oh, never mind; I forgot; you were fucking Corey.”
“I understand you‟re upset A‟ which is why I‟m not paying attention to all the greasy shit you‟re saying right now but you need to calm down. I never said I didn‟t want a kid, I just don‟t think it needs to happen right now.”
“Funny how you can say that when I clearly told you that I wasn‟t on anything; but I guess your nut couldn‟t wait; oh that needed to happen right then didn‟t it?”
“I don‟t know why you‟re making a big deal out of it when you‟re obviously fucking that nigga Money anyway, how do I know that it isn‟t his baby?”
“Money, I‟m fucking Money?”
I don‟t know if I laughed because what he was saying made absolutely no sense or because he accused me of cheating to throw shade to all the dirt he had done.
CJ hadn‟t looked at me the entire time he was driving but as we sat on the corner of Lee and Harvard waiting for the light to change he turned to face me with eyes cold as ice.
“Yeah I heard about y‟all kicking it when I was down in the Nati. It sure didn‟t take you long to start giving my shit away.”
“You can‟t be serious right now. I‟ve been around you all day every day since we found out I was pregnant; so unless I managed to figure out a way to magically remove my vagina and loan that shit out, I don‟t see when I could‟ve possibly had the time or the opportunity to fuck him. Even if I did get it in with Money, you‟re not in any position to say shit about it, not after all the bullshit I found out about yo‟ ass.”
Bear ran up to the gate and began to bark as we pulled into Marie‟s driveway.
“Asjiah…A‟ look at me. I‟m sorry. We‟re both scared and we‟re saying a lot of hurtful things to each other. I didn‟t want you to have an abortion but I didn‟t know what else to do.”
“You could‟ve stepped up, been a man about it and took care of yours.” I continued to look out the window as he talked. “I didn‟t sign up for this shit CJ, let me out this fucking car.”
“A‟, babe…” CJ gently placed his hand on my chin and turned my face. “I‟m sorry, and if it‟s not too late, I want to be there; for you and
our
child.”
I turned and looked in his eyes and for a second I believed him. I wanted to put this day behind us and move on. I didn‟t want to do this alone but how could I be sure that when things got hot he wouldn‟t try to walk away?
I felt his phone vibrate and before he could press ignore I snatched it away from him snickering as I looked at the caller ID.
“What the fuck do you want?”
“Bitch, put CJ on the phone, I didn‟t call to talk to you.”
“Bitch? You real muthafuckin‟ bold when you‟re on the phone, you must‟ve forgot I know where you live at.”
“Whatever, bring yo‟ bright ass down here if you want to and you gonna get yo‟ ass beat white girl.”
“Word, I‟m on my way.”
“Asjiah give me the phone.”
My right eyebrow rose as I snapped my neck back and whipped my head in his direction. “Give you the phone? You actually want to talk to this bitch?”
“You heard em‟, give him the phone.”
“Shut the fuck up Corey.” I looked from the phone then to CJ as I had a moment of clarity, “Wait a minute…does she know?”
“Give me the phone Asjiah.”
“Answer the fucking question CJ, does she know?”
He couldn‟t look at me; instead his face displayed this blank, stupid ass expression. His silence gave me the answer I needed.
I didn‟t know what else to say, I flipped the phone shut and threw it in his face hitting him square in the nose before getting out the car.
“Take yo‟ phone. I should punch you in your fucking face!”
“Asjiah,”
I was crying more out of anger than sadness as I listened to him yell my name. I wasn‟t going to turn around but he needed to hurt as much as I did. I walked back up to the driver‟s side and stopped a few feet away from the window.
“What do you want?”
“A‟, it‟s not what you think. I stopped fucking with her a long time ago but she keeps calling.”
I reached through the window and touched the side of his face, “Its okay baby, I believe you.”
CJ stared back at me confused. “You do?” “Yeah,”
“Good, because I don‟t wanna fight with you A‟, get back in the car; I‟ll take you to get something to eat and we can go back to my house.”
“Nah, it‟s cool. I‟m gonna call Money; I‟m sure he knows how to be faithful, besides if this was his child, I think he would be happy to know that I‟m having a boy.” CJ‟s throat suddenly felt dry.
“It‟s a boy?”
I didn‟t wait to see the reaction on his face instead I threw my hood back over my head as thunder signaled the oncoming storm.
No I didn‟t know what I was having, and yes it was wrong of me to lie to him but why should I give a fuck about his feelings when he clearly didn‟t give two shits about mine?

“I ‟m having a son?”
Asjiah‟s words kept replaying over and over again in CJ‟s mind as he drove down 116
^th
towards St. Clair.

He had been so adamant about her having an abortion, so insensitive to what she was going through to the point where he disconnected himself from her pregnancy entirely. But now things had changed, not only had she decided to keep the baby but she was carrying his son.

The sudden realization of this mornings events and what almost happened came rushing to him all at once as he opened the car door and threw up in Corey‟s driveway.

“What‟s wrong with you?”
“Nothing,”
Corey stood on the front porch and looked at CJ in

disgust as he wiped vomit from his mouth.
“You really need to learn how to control that little
bitch of yours.”
“Not now Corey.”
Her legs glistened underneath the last rays of
sunlight as the sky turned dark and water poured down
from the clouds.
“I missed you,” A short, black satin robe struggled
to contain her voluptuous body as she walked towards him
in four-inch heels.
“Now that it‟s over, we can finally be together.”
“It‟s not over.”
“You‟re right baby, it‟s just the beginning.” Corey
squatted in front of CJ carefully balancing herself on her
stilettos, “I never felt like we were over anyway.” Usually just the thought of her lips on him got him
off but it wasn‟t working this time. Instead he was thinking
of Asjiah and how broken and afraid she looked when she
told him she couldn‟t do it. He was thinking of how
betrayed she must‟ve felt when she took her ring off, how
tears flooded her pretty blue eyes as she disappeared behind
the doors with the doctor.
“Get up.” CJ grabbed Corey by her wrists and
pulled her off the floor.
“What‟s wrong?” Corey placed her hands on the
side of his neck and tried to kiss him.
“Don‟t let her get to you.”
This moment didn‟t feel right, having her lips
pressed against his made him want to throw up again. How
could he have chosen this over the mother of his child? He
shouldn‟t be here; he needed to be with Asjiah.
“I think that‟s enough small talk; why don‟t we get
to what you really came here for.” Corey slowly pulled the
tie that was holding her robe closed allowing the delicate
satin to fall to the floor exposing her body as it shimmered
from the baby oil that covered it.
His eyes took in the perfect melon shape of her
breast, and traveled down her stomach to her freshly shaven
mound.
“I can‟t do this.” CJ walked past Corey and towards
the front door.
“Put your clothes back on Corrine.”
“What? You make me wait all day while you hold
little Miss Perfects hand as they suck out your love child
only to come over here and say you can‟t do it?” With the door half way open, hepaused, “
My
child,
she was about to kill
my
child and I was going to let her.” “What the fuck do you mean about to?” Suddenly
irritated, Corey ran her hand through her head grabbing a
handful of her hair.
“Had you been listening to what I was saying
instead of trying to put my dick down your throat then you
would‟ve heard me the first time; she didn‟t do it. Asjiah
kept the baby.”
“She did what?”
Looking at Corey‟s nude body he regretted that he
had allowed things to go this far. Was he that sprung over
her that he would sacrifice the life of his child?
“I‟m out yo‟.”
Stepping outside he turned around just in time to
see her slip and fall on her robe. A slight grin spread across
his lips as he walked towards his car leaving her alone,
naked, in the middle of the floor.