Page 15 of Meek: Chasing That Gangsta Love
I mademyself comfortable in the seat and enjoyed the scenery thinking we were heading to his house first. On the way there, he told me he had to make a quick stop, but I didn’t expect it to be in my old neighborhood. We were literally right across the street from there. A wave of emotion floored me all at once. After a long year, everything looked the absolute same. I saw a lot of people hanging out. Some old faces and new ones as the tints hid my face. I wanted to get out and find Meek so bad, but how would Kidd feel about that?
“Why you looklike you saw a ghost?” He asked.
I swallowed hard.I spotted the faces of Rags only he didn’t look like he had money. He looked like the same Rags that I knew when he was broke. Dreka and her crew were on the corner doing what they did best, sitting on top of the dope boy cars and trying to look flyy wondering whom they’d bag next.
“That’swhere CPS got me from, that’s my old home. These used to be my streets.” I said. “The nigga named Rags that I told you about, there he is right there. The girls who jumped me leaving that permanent mark on my back,” I said pointing them all out, “that’s them sitting on the corner.”
Kidd squintedhis eyes to get a better look. “Dreka?” He frowned.
I snappedmy neck toward him. “How you know her?” I asked.
“I usedto fuck her a while back; a couple of months ago.” He confessed.
I was always taughtthat if you didn’t want to know the honest answer to something then don’t bother to ask, so I didn’t ask the rest. I guess he saw the confusion on my face.
He smiled showinghis gold teeth. “Don’t even trip Kisha. That shit was nothing.” He let me know. “As a matter-of-fact I’m taking you shopping and I’mma give you my spare whip to get around in. Another Benz just like this one ‘Cocaine White’ and everybody round here knows that’s my car. That’s how you hurt a jealous bitch to her soul. You fuck the game up and stunt on them hoes. When you left you were broke; when you come back to visit, you’ll be a whole new person. I’m about to help you get that self-esteem back.”
Just thinkingabout the looks on their faces had me feeling better about myself already. “Thanks for everything Kidd.”
“No thanks needed.”He said. “Sit tight, I’ll be right back.” He assured before getting out leaving me sitting there on the side of the rode. He wasn’t even gone for ten minutes before a distraught looking older man came to the driver side placing his hands and face on the window trying desperately to see who wasbehind the tints. He was missing his two front teeth and looked like he was on it bad.
“Kidd,you in there? Come on man, let me get something to get this monkey off my back. I’ll wash yo car for you man.” He begged. “Kidd! Don’t be like that.” His voice cracked. He was now scratching the shit out of his forearm.
I didn’t knowwhat to say but I’ve seen shit like this all of my life; nothing shocked me anymore. I just hoped he didn’t start beating on the window anymore drawing attention to me. I slouched down in my seat trying to hide. Next thing I knew the crazy fool was climbing on the hood of the car.
I slouched even lower.I knew my red cheeks were bright as hell by now. “Oh shit! Oh shit!” I tried not to laugh; this fool was crazy. He looked like a damn spider monkey staring down at me.
“Don’t hide pretty girl.”He said looking through the front window. “Ain’t you Angie’s girl? What you got for me?” He gave me a snag toothed smile.
“Oh my God.”I mumbled hiding my face with my hands. His ass needed to go and get away from here.
“Yo man!You crazy! If you don’t get the fuck off my ride I’mma put one in yo ass!” I heard Kidd’s voice boom walking up the sidewalk.
I openedmy eyes just in time to see him hop off and took a deep breath. “Shit, that was close.” I mumbled.
He staredat Kidd with wide eyes. “Come on Kidd, help me out.”
Kidd shook his head.“No money, no fucking product, now get your ass away from me. You done lost yo mind all on my shit. Get the fuck on!” He warned.
The guy jumpedand jogged off going about his business. I watched him run off and turn into the park. “That was close.” I said.
Kidd lockedthe door and looked at me laughing. “How you gon’ let the nigga hop all on top of my ride and shit Kish?” He put the car in park and sped off.
“I didn’t knowwhat else to do. He needed to get away from me.” I said.
We laughedabout that shit all the way to the Dolphin Mall. “Why are we here?” I asked him hoping that he didn’t say shopping for me. I was tired and ready to go get to a bed. Shopping was something I would’ve loved to do when I had all of the energy to do so.
“Get out,I’m going to pick you out some flyy shit. You’re gonna need it if you gon’ be on my hip. You beautiful but it’s only right that your flyy matched mine.” He hopped out. I looked him over one last time; like I said before, I didn’t know about a bunch ofdesigner shit. I only looked at him and could tell that his clothes were expensive.
I then looked downat my own clothes. I had on a simple pair of skinny jeans with artistic holes in them and a tight white fitted V-neck that showed the roundness of my breast. My feet were sitting pretty in a regular pair of slides. The only thing I was confident about was my hair, which was laid.
“I looklike a bum standing next to you.” I frowned.
He wrappedhis arm around my back and led me inside with him. “You’re a natural beauty baby. I’d take you over a made up bitch any day.”
Just in those few words,a memory of Meek came back. I remember that night we lay there in the bed, and he told me the same exact thing. Damn, I hated thinking about Meek because when I started I just couldn’t stop. All I asked is that he was well off and he didn’t have it half as rough as I did.
He tookme to every boutique and store in the mall. We were so overloaded with bags that he had to pull the car up to the front and we made a double trip loading everything. My feet were hurting; I was exhausted. I slow dragged to the house when we made it there. To everyone else, it may have been a regular house, but to me it was everything.
