When A Thug Loves A Woman (9 page)

“Chill the fuck out with all that, alright? Nothing that happened tonight was your fault and don't you dare blame yourself for what the fuck that nigga chose to do. The only reason why I didn't kill that bitch tonight is because it was too many witnesses but he's gonna get dealt with, you can believe that one,” Casino said before he got up and left the room.

I was still in shock that not only did Kendal try to come on to me but he actually put his hands on me. I knew from the moment that I laid eyes on him that he was a bitch nigga but I didn't know it was on that level. His ass better be glad that I didn't have my gun on me tonight or we would have had a misunderstanding.

I pulled up to my mom’s after a long day of meetings. I was in the process of getting my club up and running and so far, things were looking good. I was sending out a text on my phone when I walked into her house, not paying attention to where I was going.

“Ma, did you…” My voice trailed off when I looked up to see Adore chilling on the couch with my mom.

I hadn't seen her shiesty ass since I left her looking stupid and Jeremy unconscious at her house and that was almost a month ago. Seeing her right here and now wasn't doing shit but pissing me off all over again and making me want to beat her ass.

“Why the fuck is she here?”

“Watch your mouth in my house, Canaan!” my mom chastised me. “And because I said she could be here, besides she's here for her son. Not you,” she told me.

“No, she's not here for shit because Caner ain't going nowhere,” I let the both of them know.

“You can't keep me from my son!” Adore yelled as she jumped up like she wanted to do something.

“Bitch, you kept him from me for nine years. Fuck outta here with that bullshit you talking. Ma, why would you even let her in here after I told you what she did?!” I yelled.

I didn't even know why my mom was acting like she was Team Adore all of a sudden when the last time I remember, she didn't even like her ass. I knew not much had changed in the time I'd been gone because my mama was set in her ways and stubborn as hell, plus Adore lived in another fucking state.

“There's two sides to every story, Canaan. Just because you said it doesn't make it true and Adore, I need you to calm down. You're not supposed to be getting all hyped up in your condition,” my mom said, piquing my interest.

“What condition you got besides not being shit?” I questioned.

“You know what, Canaan? Fuck you! I don't have to take this shit from you.”

“Adore! You better not leave this damn house without telling him. Now the both of you are getting on my damn nerves and are about to make me act a fool up in here,” my mom snapped. “Now get to talking!”

“I'm pregnant,” Adore informed me.

“Uhh, okay. What you telling me for?”

I was really confused on why she felt compelled to let me know what the fuck she had going on. I just knew damn well she wasn't trying to insinuate that I was the one who knocked her ass up because she was going to have to come better than that.

“Don't try me right now, Canaan, like I'm some type of hoe or something, okay? Because we both know damn well that ain't never been my story. Don't forget your simple ass just laid with me when you were in Miami,” she said with too much attitude for me.

“On the real, Adore, I don’t know what the fuck you are. I never thought you would be the same bitch that would be plotting with the next nigga on my downfall either but you damn sure did it. The only reason I'm letting you fucking live is off the strength of my son. I don’t want to have to explain to him that I'm the one responsible for putting a bullet in his mama's head,” I told her.

“Canaan, that's enough!” my mama yelled.

“No, it's fine,” Adore whispered as tears fell from her eyes as she left.

I didn't feel bad or any sympathy for her ass because she had brought this shit on herself. Adore knew how I am when it comes to loyalty and she did me dirty.

“Canaan—”

“Nah, ma, not today. I can't believe you even sat here and entertained her ass. That was some bullshit and you fell for it. I don't have nothing to say to either one of y'all right now,” I let her know as I went for the door.

CRASHHH

“Little muthafucka, you better sit your ass down and listen to what the fuck I got to say. I'm not them niggas out in the street you and your brother talk to crazy on a daily. I will fuck you up!”

I looked down at the floor at the broken lamp and turned around to look at my mama like she had lost the mind the good Lord gave her. That damn lamp literally came within inches of my head and I could feel it when it flew past before crashing into the wall.
I hope she know I'm not buying her a new one
, I thought I went to go sit my ass down.

“You better chill out,” I mumbled.

“Sit down and shut the fuck up,” she snapped. “I'm the one that's talking now.”

“I'm listening.”

“I must have really dropped you on your head too many times for you to stand up there and talk to that girl like that based off some story that you made up in your head. That's your problem now, Canaan. You talk to people any kind of way and your attitude is very fucked up and then you think people are supposed to bow down to you and kiss your ass. You're always so quick to jump to conclusions and react before you find out the whole story and by then it's already too late. It's okay to stop and ask questions when you don't know what's going on, son.”

“Ma—”

“Did I say I was done talking? You've been flapping your damn gums since you got in here. Shut up.”

At the rate she was going, I knew it would be best for me to just shut my damn mouth and let her get it all out. I didn't need her hauling off and socking me in my shit.

“For years before you got locked up, I watched that girl chase after you like a damn lost puppy and for the life of me, I couldn't understand why. I'll admit, I was never a fan of y'all relationship but the one thing I know is a girl that's in love when I see one. I was just like her with your trifling ass daddy. The one thing I doubt is that she would ever do anything to hurt you, and regardless of how you feel about her, she is still the mother of your child…possibly child
ren
and you're never supposed to disrespect her in the way you did today. You could have it worse. Look at your brother and the bullshit he goes through.”

Like always, my mama said some real shit and put my ass right back in my place. Maybe I did jump to conclusions when I saw Jeremy at her front door, maybe I didn't. All I had to do now was get her to talk to me so we could get to the bottom of it.

“You're right, ma,” I sighed.

“I know. Now get your dumb ass out of my house,” she said as she walked to the back. “And you're buying me a new lamp!” she yelled back at me.

I just chuckled before throwing some money on the table for her and leaving.

It had been a total of two weeks since that bullshit happened at the club and not one of my so-called niggas had been by to see me. I was really shocked by Casino’s actions more than anything, though; especially since his ass acted that way over a bitch. Shit, I thought her ass was fair game, especially since he’d fucked my hoe and there was a possibility that her baby might be his. I didn’t even remember when and where them two muthafuckas hooked up but I was shocked, to say the least.

The whole time Casino was acting like he couldn't stand Aamil but was plotting on the low. The last time I was at her crib, I was able to put two and two together when I heard her trifling ass whispering on the phone. She was telling somebody about how she hadn't seen or heard from Casino so she didn't know how to go about telling him about Ca’Mir and that he would most likely want a DNA test.

I just walked out of the house without saying one word to the trifling bitch. I knew she was a hoe but I didn't know she was giving it up like that. Of course, Casino and I had shared plenty of bitches but I thought I had made it pretty clear to him that Aamil and Tiffany were not to be touched. But I guess the joke was on my ass the whole time because I should've known something was up when that bitch told me what her son name was. Ca’Mir is too damn close to Casimir. I was just blind to the bullshit. My eyes are wide open now.

“Baby, you have a visitor,” Tiffany said as she walked in the room.

Well I'll be damn
, I thought to myself. Think of the devil and he will appear.

“How you feeling?” Casino asked with a smirk on his face.

This nigga was definitely trying to be funny but I wasn't beat for the bullshit. Tiffany was dumb to what was going on because when I woke up in the hospital, I never let her know that this nigga sitting in front of me was the reason I was there with a fractured jaw.

“Did you at least pinch my ass?” Casino laughed once Tiffany left the room. This nigga was really getting a kick out of this shit.

“What the fuck you want, man?” I huffed.

“I just wanted to stop by and let you know personally that you're done. You are no longer a part of my organization,” he said.

“What?” I said, getting indignant. “What the fuck you mean? All this over a bitch? You so stuck on what the fuck I did but fail to realize my shit was done out of retaliation to what the fuck she did to me! You got this bitch walking around like her shit don't stank but don't even notice that she's the common factor in all the drama that's been going lately. Don't let her be the reason for your downfall,” I spat.

“Are you done?” Casino asked like he was unfazed by anything I’d just said. “So what you're telling me that is it’s okay for you to go around pulling bitch moves and hitting females because she did or said something you don't like? What the fuck is wrong you, Kendal? Get your dick from between your legs and stop acting like a bitch. If you got a problem with some shit my girl did, you should have come to me on some grown man shit but instead, you chose to put your life in danger and now you have to suffer the consequences for the shit. To be honest with you, me letting you go doesn't really have shit to do with Bambi, that was just the tip of the iceberg. Some shit came to the light and I can see niggas can't be trusted, meaning you.”

I didn't know exactly what the fuck Casino was trying to say but I knew he had the game all the way fucked up. If it wasn't for me, this nigga wouldn't be who the fuck he was today. I was the one who helped him get his operation off the ground. I was the one who helped him get connections. I was the one putting in long hours while he didn't do shit but sit back and reap the benefits. He was going to regret the day he ever crossed me. That's a fact.

I opened up my front door and almost jumped out of my skin.

“Girl,” I said as I grabbed my chest. “What the fuck are you doing here?” I spat.

I had no words for Aamil’s little nasty ass. This bitch had the nerve to call herself my best friend but went behind my back and fucked my nigga. She thought I didn't know just because I simply never beat her ass for it but I did owe her a good one.

“Look, China, we need to talk. It's important,” she said as she switched her baby's car seat from one arm to the other.

“I don't have shit to say to you. I'm on my way to go get my daughter,” I said as I pushed her out of my way.

“Fine, just give me Casino’s number then!” she yelled after me.

I stopped dead in my tracks and turned to look at this bitch like she was stupid because I just knew she wasn't actually trying to say what I thought she was. I mean, I knew I had accused Casino of being her baby daddy and all that good shit but to actually stand here and hear this bitch blatantly say it was some other shit.

“Bitch—”

“It's not about you, China. And it’s not about me. It's about my son. Ca’Mir has the right to know about his father just like Casino has the right to know about his son. What's done is done and I can guarantee you that I do not want that man,” she said.

The fact that she was holding her son and he was innocent in all this was the only thing that was keeping me from beating her ass right now. I had to remind myself that he didn't ask to be born to a mother that was a hoe. Then an idea hit me. When I’d confronted Casino about all of this, he swore up and down that I was lying and that he’d never fucked Aamil.
I can't wait to see his face after this one
, I thought.

“Follow me to his house,” I said before walking to my car.

I knew that shit was more than likely about to hit the ceiling when I got to Casino’s house. He was forever doing some shit, thinking I didn't know about it. The one thing, though, that I never would have expected was him having a baby by a gutter rat like Aamil. That's a fucking insult to me because I know firsthand how the bitch got down and how she gave it up. At least with me he never had to worry about me being a hoe. Can't none of his niggas, workers, associates, none of that say they had me but none of the same could be said for her.

It’s crazy because no matter what this nigga did to me, I still couldn’t seem to shake his ass. The love I had for Casino was so deep that I didn’t think that I’d ever be able to get over him. When I pulled up to his house, I sighed as I thought about how this situation was about to play out. I rolled my eyes at Aamil as she got her baby out of the car.

I walked up to the house and knocked on the door as Aamil came to stand by me. Imagine my surprise when this black bitch came to open the door with a smile as wide as the Joker’s in
Batman
.

“Bae, we have company!” she yelled as she folded her arms.

“Oh hell no! Casino, what the fuck is this shit?!” I yelled as I tried to knock her ass down.

“Hold on, bitch. You remember what happened the last time you tried to get buck with me. Don’t get fucked up for real,” she told me.

“What the fuck is this shit?” Casino’s voice boomed as he came to the door with a scowl on her face. “Why the fuck are you here?” he asked Aamil.

“No, the question is why the fuck you got this bitch all up in your shit with my daughter here like y’all one big happy family?” I yelled.

“Hold on, China. Can he at least meet his son before you start acting a fool?” Aamil asked with an attitude.

“Son?” Casino and Bambi asked at the same time.

“Mannnn, if you don’t get the fuck outta here with that bullshit!” Casino told her.

“Alright, I’m done,” Bambi said as she turned to leave.

Remembering that this bitch pulled a sucker move on me the last time I was in her presence, it was only right that I got her ass back. As she turned away, I grabbed her ass by her hair and pounced on her. This bitch was going to have to learn the hard way that I was not the one to be fucked with. Before I knew it, this bitch had the upper hand.

She hit me in my eye with a mean uppercut and immediately my vision blurred. She kicked me in my stomach and I fell backwards on the ground. Before I could get up, she tried to come after me again but Casino caught her and stopped her.

“Alright, chill out. The girls are in the house,” he told her.

“Casino, you ain’t shit! You really just let that bitch put her hands on me?” I yelled. “Nigga, I see how it is. Casiyah!”

I walked past them and towards my daughter who was standing in the doorway crying. Casino tried to stop me from getting to her but I turned around and slapped fire from his ass before quickly picking Casiyah up. I knew he wouldn't touch me or come after me as long as I had her in my arms.

“I swear I'm so done with you, Casino. You and both of them bitches can kiss my ass!” I yelled before putting Casiyah in the car and rushing to get in before pulling off.

Casino tried to run up on my car but I burned rubber as I pulled off.
Fuck him
, I thought as I watched him in my rearview mirror.