Me & My Boyfriend (9 page)

“Of course, I love it baby. Thank you so much.”

Meesa sat in the shop all day gossiping. All of the girls were there getting their do's done too. Once again, Kisha out did herself. After having Kyan, Meesa's hair had grown so long that she got it cut in layers and streaked with the color Red Hot Mary.

For her birthday, Meesa got her hair flipped in layers with a part in the middle. Nikki was sitting under the dryer, Kelly, Meesa, and Gwen were at the nail booth, gossiping and talking shit about people.

“Oh hell no!” Gwen said, jumping up. Looking in the same direction she was staring, Meesa and Kelly spotted Destiny. They all stared at her like she was a ghost.

“What in the fuck are you doing here?” Gwen hollered across the shop. Asking God for strength, Destiny walked over to them. After Daryl's death and her hiding out, she and Kat grew close. She told him how Daryl treated her, and the reason why she stayed. Kat told her no man should ever put his hands on a woman no matter what. He assured her that she could do better.

At first she didn't like Kat because he wasn't the most attractive man she had ever seen. But after a lot of soul searching, Destiny finally figured out that was what got her in trouble in the first place. Judging men by their looks and how much money they had was getting old and finally she realized she needed to grow up.

Over the course of time they spent together, she grew to like him. They stayed at the Hyatt for a month to make the police think Destiny left town. When they left The Hyatt, Kat asked Destiny to move in with him, and having nowhere else to stay
she did. For her now she finally knew the true meaning of love. She didn't care if Kat had money or not, he loved her for her and not how she looked. And finally, she learned what real love was all about.

She explained to Black, soon after they met, that she didn't know about Daryl's plan to kill him. And that she didn't know Lil Howard was going to shoot Meesa at the McDonalds. Over and over she asked him could she see Meesa, but he always said no. He told her that Meesa needed time to get over what happened and to wait. Black really wanted to see if Destiny was loyal or not.

After four months of waiting, he finally said yes. Black called Kat's crib and told Destiny where Meesa would be that morning and to go see her. Thinking now, she wondered did she make the right decision to come.

“Look Gwen, I know that you are mad at me, but let me explain.”

“Explain what, that you fucked us over for that punk ass nigga Daryl that you didn't give a fuck enough about Tamara to attend her funeral, or what, that you didn't know Lil Howard was going to shoot at Meesa, Bitch, I don't want to hear it.” Gwen said angrily.

“Calm down Gwen, let her say what she got to say.” Replied Kelly.

“Fuck her, I don't want to hear shit she got to say.”

Crying now Destiny said, “I'm sorry ya'll, I'm sorry, I didn't know. Yes, after Tamara died, I still stayed with Daryl but after the shit with Mee Mee at McDonalds, I left him.”

“Yeah right, you know she's lying.” Gwen said snottily.

“It's true, I've been staying with Kat for the past four months, ask Black Mee Mee.”

“Bitch, don't bring Black into this. Meesa do you want me
to kick her ass or what?” Gwen asked. Instead, Meesa stood up and walked towards Destiny and hugged her.

“What the fuck?” Replied Gwen.

“Look, I believe her Gwen. I knew already that she didn't have anything to do with the shooting.” Meesa stated.

“Well, I'm going to call Kat and make sure.” Gwen said, while picking up her cell phone.

“You don't have to call him because he's right outside in the car, Gwen.” Going to the shop's door and seeing Kat sitting in his car cracked Gwen's face.

Turning around she said, “Oh, I'm sorry Dee, but the shit just didn't seem right to me.”

“I understand Gwen, I just miss ya'll so much.” Destiny exclaimed.

“We've missed you too Dee.” Kelly asked.

“What in the hell is going on?” Nikki asked.

“Destiny's back.” Meesa replied.

“Well, hallelujah, about time.” Nikki stated.

Since the Sprull's fiasco, Black and Meesa rarely went to clubs. But it being Meesa's birthday, they had to party till the break of dawn. A smile stretched across Meesa's face a mile or more. She had everything, a man who loved her, a beautiful baby boy, a nice home, cars, clothes, and most of all, her friends. Destiny was finally back in her life, and Meesa couldn't be happier.

The Spotlight was just how she remembered it, packed as hell. Niggas and bitches trying to out dress each other. Loud music, drinks flowing, and everybody just vibing, having a good time. It had only took Meesa a couple of weeks to get her figure back after having Kyan. She was proud to say that she was back
in a size seven. Black asked her repeatedly, “Are you going to wear that?” And every time she ignored him.

“Meesa, I don't want you wearing no shit like that, you practically naked.” Black demanded.

“Black, everybody knows that I'm with you, so calm down, you know I look good.” Meesa herself was shocked at the outfit. She never wore anything so provocative before.

Since it was summer and hot as hell, she found herself a sexy outfit by Dolce & Gabbana. Meesa wore a tan fish net top, a tan bikini top underneath, and an ultra low rise dirty wash denim mini skirt. Black bought her a pair of diamond incrusted gold Chanel stiletto heels. Since the Indian look was in, she bought turquoise jewelry to match. She had on turquoise earrings, necklace, ring, and bracelet. Meesa looked like one of those video hoes, but a classy video hoe she was. And leaving her engagement ring at home because it didn't go with her outfit, made Black even more upset.

“What, you trying to find yourself another nigga or something tonight?” He questioned.

“Black, no the ring didn't go, it clashed, so I didn't wear it okay.” She answered, rolling her eyes. “I'm tired of the twenty questions baby. It's my birthday and I just want to have a good time, okay.”

“You gonna have me in this muthafucker killing somebody for looking at you, Mee Mee.” Getting out of the BMW, she held his hand reassuring him of his position in her life.

Beyonce's song, “Baby Boy”, was blasting through the speakers, so Meesa pulled Black to the dance floor. Backing it up on him she let every bitch in the room know that he was her man. Niggas stared at Meesa, but not to long, fearing Black's wrath.

“What's up girl!” Yelled Gwen. Nikki, Kelly, Destiny, Kat, AJ, Devon, and Perry followed behind her. They was stopping to say happy birthday and give Meesa hugs.

“Goddamn Shorty, you trying to hurt a nigga up in here tonight.” Joked AJ.

“Ay, nigga don't stare too hard.” Black said, trying to cover up Meesa. Stepping in front of him, she laughed and said, “Forget him AJ, he just mad.”

“Come on Mee Mee, let's go and get a drink.” Destiny asked.

“Baby I'll be back.” Meesa said and kissed Black goodbye.

“Don't go to far, Mee Mee.”

“I'm not.” She yelled back over the loud music.

“Girl, I'm so glad you back Dee, I missed having my girl around.”

“Me too, Mee Mee.” Destiny replied.

“I still think that Gwen is suspicious of me though.”

“Dee, everything will be back to normal, it just takes time for old wounds to heal you know.” Meesa said, reassuringly.

“Yeah, you right.”

“Now, let's forget all this sad shit and party!”

Finding Black in the back of the club sitting in a booth Meesa slid in right next to him. Cutting a blunt and emptying the contents on the floor, Black filled it back up with the finest weed in the Lou.

Wanting to have as much fun as possible, Meesa asked to have the first hit.

“You hear her ass Kat? Mee Mee wants the first hit.” Black said.

“Shorty, I don't know, that right there is fire.” Kat said.

“I don't give a fuck, I'm trying to kick it ya heard.” Messa answered back.

“A'ight, don't come crying to me when ya ass get fucked up.” Black said. Taking the first smoke, Meesa inhaled and blew it out of her nose and back into her mouth.

“Damn ma, you a pro.” Black said unknowingly.

“Black, it's a lot you don't know I know how to do.” Inhaling twice and passing it to the right, Black looked over to Meesa and wondered what she meant. Meesa's ass was on cloud nine.

After two Amaretto Sours and four puffs of the blunt she was fucked up. But, for the first time, she handled the shit. She didn't want Black on some old, I told you so type shit.

Wanting to show off their outfits, Meesa and the girls made their rounds around the club. They got hollas and whistles as they walked by. Making her way back to where Black was, Meesa spotted him talking to Brandy.

“What in the fuck is that bitch doing all up in Black's face?” Nikki asked.

“I don't know, but I'm sure in the hell about to find out.” By the time she made it through the crowd of people, Brandy had already walked away.

“Why in the world were you to talking to Brandy, Black?” She asked.

Thinking of a quick lie he said, “She was asking me about hollering at Perry tonight, so I hooked them up.”

Knowing that he was lying, she asked Perry who was rapping to some other chick, “Ay, Perry you and Brandy hooking up tonight?”

Not knowing what she was talking about he said, “Nah.” Turning back to Black with her hands on her hips Meesa asked, “Now who lying, Black?”

Eyeing him, Black said, “Man, you know Brandy just came over here to tell me she wanted to holla at you and for me to hook it up.”

What Black didn't know was that Meesa knew that him and Brandy used to fuck with each other. Not wanting to interfere in their business, the girls just looked on. Fed up with all of the lies and secrecy Meesa turned her back on him and walked away.

Thinking he got away with the lie, Black sat back in the booth and fired up another blunt. Glad he got away with the lie and not starting a scene, he punched Perry in the arm, and said, “Nigga, you know damn well you was supposed to cover for me.”

“Damn nigga, I forgot.” Perry shot back.

“Shit, Brandy ass almost got me caught up. I went over and saw her ass the other day and left my hat at her place.”

“So the shit was that important that she had to tell you knowing Meesa was here.” Perry asked.

Inhaling and letting the weed do its thing Black finally uttered, “Yeah, she just is trying to start shit between me and Meesa. I'm gonna stop fucking with her ass now after that bullshit.”

On a mission to find Brandy, Meesa searched high and low. In front of the bar Brandy stood, all up in some other nigga's face.

“Excuse me.” Meesa said politely to the young guy.

“Let me holla at Brandy for a second.”

“You excused ma.” He said, giving Brandy his number as he walked away.

“Let me ask you a question Brandy?”

“What question do you want to ask me?” Brandy asked with a smile on her face, knowing her plan had worked. She saw
Meesa making her way back to Black so she decided to beat her to the punch. So, she sparked up a meaningless conversation with Black to make Meesa mad.

“Are you and Black fucking around?”

“I think you need to ask your man that question.” Brandy replied, loving every minute.

“Well, let me ask you another question then. What street do you live on?”

Not sure if she should answer, Brandy contemplated, finally answering, “I stay off St. Charles Rk. Rd”, not wanting Meesa to know her exact street.

Putting two and two together, Meesa remembered she was riding down St. Charles Rk. Rd. when she saw the car that looked liked Black's. Reaching her hand back to steal Brandy, Destiny grabbed Meesa's hand.

“Fuck her Mee Mee, she ain't even worth it. Don't hit her.”

“You right Dee, she ain't my man, she didn't cheat on me. But thanks bitch for your cooperation!” Meesa spat.

After that, everything around her moved in slow motion. Her heart was beating a mile a minute though. Black was doing it to her again. Sweat started to form on her forehead, Meesa's whole body tensed up. She actually felt dizzy. Looking at the faces in the club, she saw nothing but happiness. That was supposed to be her. But once again, Black had taken that from her. Pushing through the crowd Meesa approached Black.

Seeing him laughing with the fellas like everything was cool, made her sick to her stomach. Trying her damndest not to cry, she stood across the table staring at Black. Looking up at Meesa, he knew something was wrong. Heat radiated off of her and her chest was heaving up and down from anger.

Destiny stood behind her holding her shoulders. Gwen and
the girls immediately sensed something was wrong too. So angry and hurt, Meesa's body started to shiver.

“What's wrong Mee Mee?” Kelly asked.

“She still tripping and shit? Ya'll know she act like a spoiled brat sometimes.” Black stated, laughing.

Black continuing to lie and front on her made Meesa even angrier and frustrated.

“Nah, I'm cool, I ain't tripping. Black.”

“Well, what in the fuck is your problem then? It's yo fucking birthday and shit. I'm trying to show ya ass a good time and you tripping and shit.

“You're the fucking problem Black!” She yelled.

“Look Meesa, you need to calm the fuck down in this muthafucker.” Black demanded, seeing that they were attracting attention.

“Fuck you Black, I saw your car over Brandy's house the other day.”

Caught up, Black sat dumbfounded. No lie could get him out of this one.

“Oh, so it was you, huh? Damn, I can't believe this shit. How long have you been fucking around on me, huh! Answer me nigga! How long have you been fucking with her?”

“Calm down, Mee Mee.” Destiny calmly said.

“Nah, fuck that Dee. This nigga been fucking another bitch while he been with me. What Black, I wasn't enough for you? What that bitch do for you that I didn't do?” Meesa asked hysterically.

“Look Meesa, we'll talk about this shit later, a'ight.” Black said, blowing her off.

“Nigga, there ain't shit to talk about. If you want to be with that bitch, then go and be with her. I told you I don't need you! Kyan and I will be fine without you!”