Page 18 of So Special: Fanatic Love

“See, dis why I shoulda neva had you at my shit,” I blurted. I can’t believe this bitch popped up at my fuckin shit. “Get da fuck away from my doe.”

Her eyes bucked like they had a damn right. Before she could say anything, I felt my boy trying to pull the door back wit his nosy ass. “Dada!”

Penny tried to look around me to see Ashtan. I blocked her view while Ashtan still tried to pull the door open. “Asher, who is that? When I didn’t answer her, she yelled, “Who the fuck is that!”

I let the door go and rushed toward her. She quickly backed up. “Girl, if you don’t get from round my door wit that yellin shit.” I felt Ashtan’s hand on my leg, so I leaned down to pick him up. My boy wore the same mean mug that I did.

Penny looked between me and my son. In a lower more acceptable tone, she asked, “Asher, wh-when did you have a baby? Who is his mother?”

“Dat ain’t none of ya fuckin business,” I told her. “I’ma say dis shit once and one time only. Don’t pop up at my shit or I ga call dem boys.” I stared at her with tight eyes. “Don’t make me ack a donkey cause you ain’t know how ta follow instruction.” I pointed at my son, then said, “Yeah, dis my boy, and if he feel threaten, I feel threaten. Penny, threatenin people get murdered.”

Her gasp was loud. I’d never gotten live with her like this, but this shit right here was a no-go. “Asher, how could you have a baby on me?”

“Bitch, get yo fool ass out my face and from my doe. I’m not about to play wit you.” I turned on my heel to walk back into mycondo. Just as I was about to close the door, Ashtan turned his head toward Penny and told her bye.This is definitely my boy.

Tiara was bent over laughing.I thought she would fall on the floor. “My nephew tol dat bitch bye.” She looked at Ashtan who was in his play area. “Dat’s right, nephew. Let des hos know we not ta be played wit.” My nephew Ashan was in the area as well in his bouncer seat playing with his toes that he recently became obsessed with.

Like he knew she was talking to him, he gave his auntie a big ass smile. I loved that lil boy more than I ever thought I could love a person. I breathed and moved just to ensure that he could without worry. The same way my daddy did and does for me. I understood, as an adult, the struggles my parents went through to make sure me and my sister could do what our hearts desired. I didn’t understand that shit when I was a lil jit because they never let us see them sweat.

When I made it to the league, I promised to retire them. My mama had no problem with it, but my daddy said he’d retire when he was ready. Yes, I bought their house, but he paid all the bills in it. He told me that it was a man thing.

“Sis, when dat bitch ask how I had a baby on her, I almost choked dat bitch out,” I said. I blocked her ass from calling me, so she slid in my inbox. When I blocked her on social media, her ass made a fake page. Last week my lawyer reached out to her to inform her that a restraining order and harassment charge was in the future if her ass didn’t chill. I hadn’t heard from her since.

Tiara shook her head before her expression got serious. “Bubba, on some serious shit doe, don’t make me have ta beatda girl ass. I play all day, but not when e come to you, Mama, Daddy, and my nephew. Ion got no funnies in me.”

She didn’t have to say anything else because I knew she meant what she said. When we were younger, baby sis had went to plenty of bitches’ asses. She could be a hot head, but she was light work compared to our mother. “I know, Sis. Dat bitch dumb but she ain’t crazy.”

She kissed her teeth, then said, “I hear ya, bubba. Jus remember: dumb and crazy ain’t too far apart. Neitha is assault and murda.”

Penny had my mind blown with that bullshit she was talking. How the fuck can a man have a baby on someone that he was never in a relationship with? I knew I was right when I stopped that shit with her the last time we smashed. When she left after her lil pop up and tried to pop up again, I called down to the building attendant to take her off my authorized list. I meant to take her ass off after I told her I didn’t want to ride her ass no more.

My sister moved to my son and sat down to play with him. Me and his mother had been working on words, colors, and all kinds of things with him. By the time my boy was two, he would be talking in complete sentences getting on everyone’s nerves. Katniss and I talked more as the weeks went on.

Me: Baby Mama, what you doing?

I smirked when I immediately saw the bubbles indicating that she was typing.She had betta answer me immediately.I laid my head back on the couch with my eyes on my sis and baby boy. She was showing him cards and coaxing him to repeat after her. He tried but his laughter stopped him. I loved that he was a happy baby. I wanted to make sure that happiness carried over through his childhood and adulthood.

Baby Mama Fat-Fat: Gettin dressed. What you doing?

I paused for a moment to pull my phone screen down to see what time it was. My boy was spending the night and I knew that she wasn’t working tonight either.Where the fuck she going?

Me: Oh they call you into work?

Baby Mama Fat-Fat: No… I have a date.

“The fuck!” I blurted not realizing it was out loud and not in my mind. My back lifted from the couch. When my sister asked me what was wrong, I had to tell her nothing in a convincing tone. Her ass stayed ready to go.

Me: Fat-fat who da fuck you going on a date with? We ain’t discuss dat shit.

I felt some kind of way. I wasn’t sure why I felt some kind of way, but the fact was that I did. Hell, she was my baby mama, not no other nigga’s. I waited to see those typing bubbles, but they were not popping up fast enough.I swear if dis girl don’t answer me.

Baby Mama Fat-Fat: lol Asher Kane why would I discuss my dating life with you? Did I miss something?

Da fuck she mean, did she miss something?Yeah, she gonna have me out here tripping on her. Nah, we weren’t in a relationship, but still. She’s Asher Kane Wilson’s baby mama. People may not know that shit now, but they eventually will.

Me: You musta miss that you my baby mama Fat-fat. Don’t get these niggas out her fucked up behind you.

“It’s a damn shame you on dat girl ass like she ya lil one.” My sister’s voice startled me.When the hell did she move from the play area?She stood directly behind me with Ashtan on her hip looking over my shoulder. My head snapped over to the play area. Ashan’s ass was knocked out in his bouncer seat. What made me chuckle was Ashtan on his auntie’s hip not making a peep like he was her assist on her nosy covert mission.

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