All I Want is that Hood Love 3 (10 page)

              “Damn, Sheila. I’m so sorry baby!” he cried.

              I couldn’t take it any longer. I made my way back to my bedroom and grabbed my shoebox from under my bed. Resting inside was a .9mm that I had taken from my dad’s gun case a few weeks back. I didn’t think I would be needing it this soon, but I was glad that I took it. By the time I made it back to my mom’s room, he was wrapping her up in a sheet. He picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. When he turned around, he couldn’t believe his son was standing in his doorway with a loaded gun pointed directly at him. I could see the fear in his eyes and he could see retaliation in mine. He was so petrified that he dropped my mom’s lifeless body on the floor with no remorse. Even though she was already dead, seeing him drop her like a piece of shit was enough for me to show no mercy on him, father or not. Before this day I loved my dad with all my heart. I’ve always loved my mother more though.

              “Son, I’m so sorry. Please…I didn’t mean to-” Pow! Pow! Without hesitation, I shot him in the chest twice. The neighbors must’ve heard the commotion because not even five minutes later, the police were kicking down our door. When they saw me sitting in the hallway crying with the gun still in my hand, I was put in the back of a police car and taken in to custody for questioning. They didn’t get shit out of me though. I was so fucked up over everything that I wasn’t talking to nobody. Even back home the only person that could get a sound out of me was my lil’ sis MeMe. The police had gained enough evidence to play out the entire story, so I didn’t have to say shit.

             
Tears occupied my eyes, but I had to be strong enough to hold them back. MeMe thought our parents had died in a car accident, and I didn’t want her thinking any different. My grandma had always told me that I had done the right thing, and I believe it.

              “Goldilocks ran down the sturrs, opened the door, and ran away into the forest. And she never returned to the home of the three burrs…THE END!”

              I caught myself laughing at Rock reading Rahley a bedtime story, in that accent of his. When I heard his footsteps approaching our bedroom, I turned over on my side and pretended to be sleep. I had been giving him the cold shoulder a lot lately, and it was because I couldn’t stand the way he let his baby mama take advantage of him. I felt him pull back the covers on his side of the bed and get in beside me. He grabbed the remote and flipped through a few channels. I’m pretty sure he went through every channel that Direct TV had to offer. Finally stopping the channel on Fresh Prince of Bel-Air, he let out a chuckle, finding the acts of Will Smith pretty humorous.

              About five minutes later, I heard the flick of a lighter followed by an aroma of marijuana that danced around in my nostrils. I wanted to turn around and watch him smoke as I always did, but I was all in my feelings once again, and I know that he knew it. His phone rung, and instead of answering he hit the ignore button. I’m assuming he ignored the call, because his ringtone cut off right in the middle of the ring. Biting my tongue began to hurt. I couldn’t hold it any longer. Not even turning over I asked him, “Why didn’t you answer it Rock?”

              “Because I don’t feel like being bothered,” he answered as if I was supposed to just brush it off and forget about it. Unfortunately, that’s not how Kira works.

              “It was Alicia wasn’t it?” He didn’t say anything.

              “Why does she keep doing this Rock? And the fact that you let her blows the fuck outta me? It’s bad enough you’re still taking care of her, but to be calling your phone all the time as if you’re a single man, is absurd and disrespectful! Don’t even hit me with she’s probably calling to check on Rahley because if something was wrong with Rahley, I’m sure she knows you have sense enough to contact her.” I had not only turned over but was now sitting up in the bed. I honestly didn’t have a problem with her calling to check on Rahley, but she didn’t have to call a million times a day.

              “A’ight ma, I feel what you sayin’. I’ma call her tomorrow and have a talk with her. Matter of fact, I’ma put her on speakerphone so that you can listen to the whole conversation. I’m not about to lose you over no dumb shit, especially when a nigga ain’t even fucking with herr like that. It’s all about my princess. That’s it. I’m tired of you giving me the cold shoulder and shit too! A nigga ain’t had no pussy in forever. I’ma fuck around and get blue balls fuckin wit you. So what’s up?” I couldn’t help but laugh.

              “Nuh uh! Nigga, you still on ass restriction. When you take care of your baby mama then I’ll let you take care of this!” I pointed down at my vajayjay.

              “Ma, you taking this shit too serious.”

              “No, I’m not. I’ve been letting this shit slide long enough. So, I’ma need you to take care of that if you want the kitty.” I tried to kiss him but he turned his head away like a big ass kid. I laughed and turned over until I fell asleep.

              “What you cooked today?” Wesley asked through the phone.

              I was standing in the kitchen over the stove fixing me a plate with a pink spaghetti strap shirt on and a pair of white boy shorts with no draws on. I knew that Mega would be pulling up with DJ in a minute. My goal was to show his black ass what he’s been missing.

              “Neck bones, mashed potatoes, yams, and some Jiffy corn bread. Why you want some?” I flirtatiously asked.

              “Absolutely. I would love to taste your cooking,” he replied.             

              “Oh, really?” I incited.

              “Yeah, really! When you wanna set that up, ‘cause I would love to see you again?”

              “Set what up?” I asked hoping he wasn’t getting any sexual ideas. This shit right here was only for fun. At least at the moment it was.

              “A dinner date. I want you to cook for me.”

              “Umm, how about this weekend? But I prefer to cook dinner at your house. I mean, if that’s okay with you.”             

              “I’m down with that! Yo’ young ass betta know how to cook too.”

              “I’ma beast in the kitchen, sir!” We both laughed, and then there was a knock on the door. I knew it was Mega and DJ, so I immediately ended the call with Wesley after confirming our Saturday night date.

              “Awww, heeeyyyy Mama’s man!!” I snatched DJ from Mega’s arm and smothered him with kisses. He had only been away from me for a few hours and I was missing him like crazy.

              “Damn, what about me?” Mega asked as if I was supposed to jumped into his arms and smother him with kisses as well.

              “Hey Mega.” I kissed him on the cheek and he laughed.

              “That’s cold Mrs. Lady! You gotta it smelling good up in here.”  Mega walked over to the stove and pinched off a piece of cornbread.

              “Unh uh nigga, go wash yo’ hands,” I yelled at him while he pinched off another piece and made his way to the bathroom. I strapped DJ down in his bouncer so that I could continue fixing my plate. I fixed Mega one as well.

              “You moved my piece, Taysia?” Mega yelled from the bedroom.
Oh shit! Now I gotta tell him what I had used his gun for.

             
“It’s right here,” I yelled.

              I got up and grabbed my purse. Mega was coming out of the room. I reached in my purse and pulled out his nine and handed it to him.  He looked at the gun then back at me.

              “The fuck you doing with this in yo’ purse? You got beef with somebody? Yo, if you got beef with a nigga that’s what the fuck I’m here for! Ya hear me?” Mega was upset and it was a must that I calm his ass down.

              “Mega, sit yo’ crazy ass down and eat! Nah, I don’t have beef with nobody,” I told him.

              “Well what you need the gun for? And what the hell makes you think that Erica’s yo’ sister?” He was still standing and I had sat down.

              “If you would sit down and eat, I’ll give you the rundown of what’s going on.” I watched him pick DJ up with his bouncer, set it on the table, then pull out his chair and sat down.

              “Why you put the whole bouncer on the table Mega?” I asked him.

              “Cause he can’t see the TV from the floor.” He grabbed the remote and changed the channel to Disney Jr.

              “Jamel got my mom pregnant!” I blurted out.

              “Get the fuck outta here!” Mega laughed but quickly changed his smile when he saw that I was serious. “You serious ma?” he asked.

              “Dead ass. So, I met with him the other day to get closure and to let him know that he should be receiving the divorce papers in the mail soon. Well, at our little meeting he told me that when he and my mom was arguing, she slipped up and said that she had another daughter that she gave away at birth. Knowing that she hates the ground that I walk on, I knew that it wasn’t going to be an easy task to finding out if this information was true, and if it was I wanted the information that I needed to locate her.”

              “So let me guess…that’s why you decided to take my gun?”

              I nodded and continued.

              “Kira and Rock took Rahley to the park so I met them over there so Kira and I could look over the documents and paperwork pertaining to my sister. When we saw that her name was Erica, Kira came up with the idea of her possibly being my sister which is why I called you to get her last name. You know more about her than I do,” I said.

              I grabbed the manila folder with Erica’s information and laid it beside Mega’s plate. He pushed his plate to the side and begin looking through the folder. I watched him as he looked through the documents, but was unable to read his expression. Once he picked up the birth certificate and began rubbing his chin, I knew that it was true. Erica was my sister.

              “You gotta help me find her Mega. She doesn’t even know,” I told him but he didn’t say anything.

              “Mega!” I called his name because his mind had drifted off somewhere.

              “Yeah, I’m listening. Why you wanna find her though? That crazy bitch is the reason you almost lost your life. She put your life at risk and my son’s life. Fuck her!” he snapped.

              I know that Mega was still upset about everything that had happened, but I needed for him to help me.

              “Mega, she didn’t know that we were sisters though.”

              “You can’t possibly think that if Erica knew that you were her sister, she wouldn’t have tried to kill you. I know that she would’ve, because I know her.”

              “Well, she’s still my sister Mega that I never even knew about. She and I don’t have to be best friends after we meet. I just want her to know. I feel like she and I need to discuss this. Who knows, things probably would’ve been different if we knew we were related. If you don’t want to help me find her, then fine, you don’t have to!” I bellowed.

              I unstrapped DJ out of his bouncer and took him to the bedroom to give him a bath. Mega had pissed me off so badly that I didn’t even have an appetite anymore. Mega knew that he was the closest thing to Erica that could help me find her. Shit, he had a damn engagement party for the girl. If he didn’t want to help me find her then I would take matters into my own hands.

*****

              “I’m sorry, Mrs. Lady.” Embracing me from behind, Mega planted sweet soft kisses on the base of my neck. I had just finished bathing DJ and I was about to fix him a bottle, feed him and put him to sleep.

              “Let me do it.” Mega insisted on fixing his bottle. I watched mega grab a four-ounce bottle and rinse it out. He added the water, followed by two scoops of milk, and shook it up.

              “I see you learned pretty fast.” He handed me the bottle and we went back to the bedroom. I picked DJ up from his crib, sat down on the bed with my back against the headboard and fed him his bottle. I was waiting for Mega to take off of his clothes and join us in bed, but all of that changed when his phone rung.

              “What’s up B?” he answered the phone. I could faintly hear what the other person was saying on the other line, but I knew that it was a female. Brittany, that is, and I’m assuming that he had nicknamed her B.

              “Give me, about an hour…a’ight cool.” He ended the call and walked over to where DJ and I were sitting.

              He bent down and kissed DJ on his forehead. I knew I was next so when he tried to kiss me I turned away.

              “Don’t be like. What I told you about that?” he said and I didn’t respond. He quickly kissed my forehead before I could turn away.

              “I’ll be back over her tomorrow, a’ight?” I continued to watch TV as if he wasn’t standing there.

              “I’ll see if I can get in contact with Erica.” Mega knew I was mad and now he was trying to come up with anything. I didn’t want to talk no more.

              “Mmm hmm. Lock my door on your way out.” I put DJ on my shoulder and started to burp him. Mega shook his head and walked out.