Page 33 of Giving Him Something He Can Feel

“If you just let me ex?—”

“Nah, fuck an explanation. That ain’t necessary. What’s necessary is you telling us what the fuck you got,” Cartier spoke.

“I can—Trek! Baby it isn’t what you think.” She began to cry. Something about her that always affected me. Her tears always broke me when she shed them, but today was different, today the audacity of her to shed them enraged me.

“Then what the fuck was it, Mia!” My voice elevated killing the cold silence that followed her begging. “Tell me the picture and the badge ain’t yours. Tell me the information I got is wrong. Tell me that shit, and on my life I’ma run with it.” I knew I couldn’t run with it, but in that moment I needed something to make this shit feel less real.

“I…I.” she shut her mouth, before looking down at the aged wooden planks that lined the dock that we currently stood on.

“You can’t do that, can you. Because when you took those vows yeen mean a damn thing you said. You intended to do whatever was necessary to see me behind bars. You intended to take from me what I spent my whole fucking childhood building.” With each word I spoke I walked toward her with my hand on my side. “I’m sorry yeen succeed. Shit, I’m sorry you lost everything including your life behind this shit.” Before either of the three other people on this dock knew what was going on, I had already done what was necessary. I sent a slug through the forehead I once loved… the forehead I had kissed a million times. She dropped instantly, falling on her back with blank eyes staring up at the sky.

“Damn you aright in here? You been held up in this fucking office since this morning.” Cartier’s voice interrupted my thoughts.

“Nah, I’m straight.” I looked around my office, before my eyes landed on him.

He eyed me for a minute as if he was debating if he’d accept my answer or not. When he nodded his head, and a smile creased his lips I knew he wasn’t on any of that over questioningshit he usually did.

“It’s official, you’re ‘bout to be an uncle nigga.” He was excited, so damn excited that he seemed like he was about to pop out of his skin.

I nodded my head happy for my brother. “Good shit, how did Jovie take you trapping her?”

He chuckled. “Better than I thought she would. Believe it or not I’m feeling this shit with me and her. Shit, who knows we could be the fuckingHuxtables.”

“You want that?” I asked, searching his eyes for the answer before he spoke it.

“Didn’t know I did until we stepped in that appointment room and the lights went out. Shit was fucking magical, now I’m wondering what the fuck I’ma name my seed and how I’m?—”

“And Jovie?” I asked making sure this nigga wasn’t just fixating on making a bunch of fucking kids with random bitches and becoming a hood father. You know the nigga with a baby on every block, with like eight different bitches.

“We locked in. I’ma have to put in some work to get my starting five, but we good.” He lit up just thinking about shorty. This couldn’t be the same nigga who didn’t want anything serious weeks ago.

I chilledand talked with my brother for a while longer, before Melanie called me asking her to meet her at some restaurant so we could talk. What we had to talk about, I didn’t know but when she said it was important and couldn’t wait, I decided to humor myself. When she sent me the address to Peach’s spot, part of me didn’t wanna pull up, ‘cause I didn’t wanna. How in the fuck could I have forgotten? Shit maybe because I had been trying hard as fuck to block her out of my mind.

I parked the car, and hopped out to go in. I scanned the parking lot hoping to see Peach’s car, but it wasn’t in the lot which meant she wasn’t here. When I walked in, I immediately spotted Melanie’s stupid ass sitting in the corner boothnear the entrance of Peach’s office. Shit, if I didn’t see her she waved me down so I could. I almost didn’t sit down, instead I wanted to walk my ass straight into Virtue’s office. I wasn’t gonna do that though, because one she wasn’t here and two, she said her peace. It was what it was at this point no matter how I felt about it.

I slid into the booth glaring at Melanie before I spoke. “What?”

“Well hello to you too.” She smiled like this shit wasn’t odd. Like us sitting across from one another was a normal occurrence. We didn’t share meals or converse, we fucked and that was it. Nothing more nothing less.

“Fuck that. Why did you call my phone all urgent. What do you wan?—”

“I’m pregnant, Trek.”

I threw my head back in confusion. “Pregnant by who? Because it damn sure ain’t by me.”

“I’m pregnant and it is your baby.” Her voice carried, loud enough for the whole fucking restaurant to here. Not to mention on some dramatic shit she started crying. Like what part of the game was this.

I was about to respond, but I felt eyes on me, so I looked around. When I turned around my eyes rested on Peach. Caught her staring before she looked away and turned to address old girl at the bar.

“I can’t believe you. I know nothing with us was serious, but the fact that you’d deny a child we made is a new low. Even for a man like you.”

I watched Peach say a few more words to old girl behind the bar before hi-tailing it out of the front doors. What she meant by a man like me, I didn’t know, but I didn’t give a fuck either. This was bullshit and I didn’t like it. So, I stood to my feet, tossed a couple bills on the table, and crossed over to her side. I bent down, so she could hear me.

“It ain’t my baby and you know it. However since you’re so convinced and seconds from manifesting that shit do us both a favor and get rid of it. I’on want it, and you don’t need it.” Then Ipat her shoulder and walked out of the bar. If Mel knew what was good for her she’d do what she was told.

When I left out of the space I was hoping to catch Peach, but by the time I stepped out of the restaurant I only saw a white G-Wagon Pulling from the lot. I knew that flashy shit from anywhere.She was still seeing that nigga.

I didn’t have a lick of say so on what she did and who she did, but seeing that nigga was dangerous, because it made me wanna do reckless shit. Made me wanna order a spin on his fucking block just because she was in the car with him. Peach made me reckless, and as much as I didn’t need that shit in my life I knew I wanted her.FUCK!

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