Page 12 of So Special: Fanatic Love

“Oh shit!” Asher yelled and pushed me and Tiara, who still held my son, out of the way.

Daisy Simone December

Ihad never played about my or my best friend’s respect. I didn’t give a fuck or a duck about us being at this family cookout. This cocooned caterpillar looking bitch gave more of a got fucked bitch than a family vibe. See, when I was at Georgia State University, I learned all about chicks from Charleston. The average Charleston girl was trill as fuck and would buck with no thought. My line sister was from Charleston. On campus, me and her were known as the Rhos that would beat ass with no questions asked if the situation called for it.

When the bitch jumped bad, she was rewarded with my fist in her damn face. See, people often underestimated me because of my size. Where my best friend was a brickhouse, I was more like a brick single family home. Still a house, just smaller. Also, when I was in work and casual mode, I gave nerdy professional with glasses and everything. Niggas loved fucking librarian looking bitches.

The room was in an uproar. Some of the men jumped to separate us as well as stop any of caterpillar’s friends from trying to jump me. One of the girls did get to my hair and pulled it. Katniss did a straight football move to get around Asher and jumped on that bitch. “Bitch, you got us fucked up!” she yelledas she bopped that bitch on her head with one fist and punched her in the face with the other. We were a gang of two around this bitch.

“Yeah, ho, you thought you were going to run up and not get done up,” I said as my fist connected to caterpillar’s eye. Her light bright skin was going to look like a Christmas tree in a little bit. Before I could bless her with another ornament, a set of strong arms lifted me in the air. “Get the hell off me!”

I kicked and squirmed in the arms of whoever held me. It was clear that I was not going to be released from the tight hold that I was in.

“Lil mama, chill the fuck out!” The thunderous roar of the man that held me stopped me in mid-squirm.What thunderous voice of Zeus is this?

He walked me to a side room in the venue. I wasn’t put down until the door was closed. I turned around to see who grabbed me.Oh, good fine black Zeus.“Oh, well I’ll be fucking you at some point.”

His mouth fell agape for a second before he guffawed. “How you go from fighting to talking about fucking, lil mama?” he questioned. He laughed but I saw that dick pitch a tent in his pants.

“My hands were fighting, not my Suga Melon,” I told him in a seductive tone. “One has nothing to do with the other.” That was a fact.

Seconds later, Asher carried Katniss into the room with his sister who held a crying Ashtan, and Asher’s parents. After Katniss was placed on her feet, Asher quickly moved to his sister. “Man, give me my baby.” He rocked his son in his arms. “Y’all fuckin wild fa bamin wit my chap nearby.”

My head snapped in his direction. “So we’re going to act like that fight was our fault and not caterpillar’s?” I tittered. “That’swhat’s up. Duly noted. Caterpillars get a pass on disrespecting your son’s mother.”

“Hol up,” Asher said in a low but aggressive tone. “You not fitn to ho me. Da fuck you think I grabbed her fa?” His eyes thinned into slits. “Ion care who been to fight. Ion wan my baby mama fightin, period.”

Katniss stood off to the side. “Maybe you should wrangle your ho ass pussy rangers. If I knew that you hadn’t forewarned anyone about us coming, I would have never agreed to come.”

This shit was wild to me. It felt like we were brought into an ambush or something. That’s strike one against baby daddy.

Who I now knew as Asher’s mother stepped in the middle of the room. “Look, I ain’t care bout none of dat fightin’ shit. I wanna know how I get a new gran and I ain’t seen a new woman. Asher, you betta tell me somethin’ before the next fight be me and yo ass.”

Asher looked like a little boy while he stood there holding Ashtan and looked between his parents. I just knew this big, football ass nigga wasn’t scared of his mama. He cleared his throat. “Mama, dis Katniss Roland and our son Ashtan Kane Wilson. I know I ain’t neva say nothin bout havin a son, but I jus recently found out about him.”

I moved over to stand next to my best friend who I knew was still fuming. In a low voice I asked, “You good, best friend?”

She nodded, looked at me, then responded. “I’m ready to go. I’m not cut for this type of foolishness.”

I felt eyes on me. I turned toward the direction of the eyes that I felt. Zane stared at me with no shame about the lust that displayed in his eyes. I winked before I sent an air kiss his way. He shook his head, but I saw that sexy smirk.I think I just found my newest roster candidate.

I took a second to control Suga Melon to zone back into the room. She could be so uncouth and unladylike at times.Down, girl!

Asher’s mother’s eyes were on Katniss. “So, Katniss, is it? I wanna undastan how my boy jus findin’ out bout a boy dats his and dis baby look bout one?” She shifted on her feet before she crossed her arms over herself. “You ain’t had know who ya baby daddy was?”

See, once again I was going to have to correct a bitch. Before I could do or say anything, Katniss grabbed my hands and looked at me with thatshut up and don’t move look.At the same time that she did that, so did Asher’s mother.

She chuckled. “Lil miss, I undastan you takin’ up for your friend out der. Trust me, I do, but wit me, I’m not ga play wit you. Yeah, ya lil hand tricks cool.” This old lady dug in her apron and pulled out a damn gun and cocked it. “I promise you, my bullets got some tricks too.”

My eyes bucked at the sight of the gun. It wasn’t like I didn’t own a gun, but I rarely carried with me. For this lady to not only pull her gun but cock it was crazy to me. What was crazier was that no one said anything or seemed phased. This was just normal behavior.

Katniss stepped forward. “Mrs. Wilson, your question is a valid one. To answer it, yes, I have always known who Ashtan’s father was. The circumstance of how he was conceived gave me pause about coming to Asher to tell him. That was a decision I made at the time for the safety of my son.”

Let’s see who was going to be nosy enough to ask about the circumstances. I was sure that Zane and Asher’s sister knew. Who I assumed was Asher’s father pulled two seats from a nearby table. He brought them over, then told Asher’s mother to sit down. “Explain da circumstance. We all grown round dis bitch.”

I was happy to see Asher step up. He explained in the most respectful way how Ashtan was conceived. His mother questioned how he was sure that my god-nephew was his. Katniss pulled out her phone. She tapped the screen for a few seconds before she extended the phone to his mother. “We did a DNA test, Mrs. Wilson.”

She looked up at my best friend, then took the phone out of her hand. Her husband leaned in to examine the screen with her. It took them a minute before they handed the phone back. Mrs. Wilson stood from her seat. “I ain’t happy wit how dis came out, but dat don’t change facts.” She walked over to Asher who held a now sleeping Ashtan. “Give me my damn gran.”

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