Page 107 of His Lucky Blessing

“How long have you known this? Has it been two weeks?”

“She moved back ‘cause her husband's job transferred back out here. She knew but didn’t want to bother me and my life.”

“And you didn’t come over here and show your ass like you did me when I didn’t tell you about the baby, I’m pregnant with now?”

“The difference is muthafucka, I ain’t in love with her. I’m in love with you and you goddamn right I’ll spazz on any nigga you think you wanna move on with. Now take yo ass the fuck home and we’ll finish this shit when I get there. Knock the attitude and everything off before I get there. I’m not in the damn mood.”

I pushed him off me and got in my car.

“And take yo ass straight home. Act like you know it’s a muthafucka out here that want us dead.”

“Do something about it then.”

He rushed to get the door open, but I started the car pulled off. I felt like a complete fool as I drove back to my sister's house. My emotions got the best of me, and I was becoming this crazy ass woman just waiting for Lucky to fuck up so I can have an excuse to be mad at him. I pulled back up to Merci’s to get my son and take my ass home.

“I wasn’t expecting you back this soon. I was about to feed them. Come in and grab something.”

“No, I need to get him and go home.”

“Bitch why you so flustered. You done got yo feelings hurt haven’t you?” Merci smirked. “If anyone knows the look of humiliation, it’s me bitch.”

“Kinda. Well, yeah, my feelings hurt ‘cause I keep doing stupid shit.”

“What the fuck you went and did?”

“Lucky been acting funny with me so I snuck and added me to his phone so I could check the nigga location. When I left here, I went to pull up on him and I get to this nice ass house. Something told me to turn around and take my ass home but nope, I had to follow through. A little boy answers the door that looks just like Kani ass.”

“Wait…wait bitch. This nigga got a child? Oh, hell nah, wait until Perc get his funky ass here.”

“It ain’t like that. At least that’s what he says. He said some shit about they dated in high school the bitch left and came back with a whole child. Crazy thing to me is he ain’t mad ‘bout it. Let him tell it, he ain’t feeling her so he doesn’t give a fuck about nothing but being there for his son.”

“I don’t think he lying.”

“Here you go. Let me take my ass home.”

“Bitch nah, you need to hear some real shit and who else to give it to you than someone that’s close to you.”

“What you gotta say?” I slammed my purse down on the counter.

“See, you always gotta an attitude. Don’t no nigga wanna deal with that. You really need to fuckin’ chill. Lucky loves you and he been the same since we met him. The nigga ain’t showed a flaw sign yet. Why is it so hard to let your guard down and love the man again? Before the truth came out about Kj you were madly in love with him. He’s told you his side and you still being a bitch.”

“You done?”

“Fuck no! Then you steal from him and lie. He forgives you. Then you move on while pregnant. He forgives you. Like girl, please grow the fuck up.”

“Are you done?”

“I guess the fuck so. It doesn’t matter ‘bout your attitude, you heard what the fuck I said. The love they’re giving us don’t come again. You better appreciate it before he’s gone, and you stuck with two damn kids.”

I shot her bird before walking out the door with my son. Yes, I planned on taking my ass home and acting right. Not only had Perc warned me but my trifling sister was saying the same thing. I knew warning came before destruction and I wasn’t going to let a bitch take me for my spot.

Blessyn had caused a little more problem than she thought. I never thought she would’ve shown her ass up over here but then again, Blessyn was a fighter. She was pregnant but not even a baby could stop her and make her think for just a damn second. It took me at least thirty minutes to get my son to calm down. Then my baby mama was being so damn dramatic as soon as her husband walked in the door. The way she explained was if Blessyn had barged the fuck in. I was over it. Should’ve popped her in the mouth for keeping my son from all these years. Now I was playing damn catch up with a stranger.

“Larry I’m not sure that it’s safe for my son to be in your care right now. My husband and I think we need a little more time to get him adjusted and maybe you can spend some time with him being supervised,” my baby mama said.

Tamia was a girl I dated off and on in high school. My mama hated her but back then I thought she was perfect. My mama ended up running her off and she left to go to school and never looked back. Shit, we had broken up, but we would still link up for sex while she was in college because she didn’t trust anyone else and I felt the same. That was almost nine years ago. She wasn’t the same girl that I was in love with. She was married to a rich ass white man that had my son doing shit like he was a privileged ass kid.

“Don’t take this the wrong way but yo husband can’t tell me shit ‘bout my son, dawg. If you were going to do it this way, then you should’ve just kept me out of his life. I can take care of him fine without you looking over my damn shoulders.”

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