Page 23 of Meek: Chasing That Gangsta Love
I stoodup facing him as my heart raced. “What do you mean?”
“It means that nigga is cancelled.”He said.
“What didyou do to him Meek?” I asked.
“You’re smart Kisha,leave it alone now.”
I grabbedmy chest and sat down again. What the hell had he done? “Do you know what you’ve done? I have no stability without him.” I cried. “The cars, the clothes, the comfort. You snatched it all from me. I don’t have anything Meek, you have a girl and look at this fucking house.” I waved my arms in the air looking around. “You’re fine, you good. Now you’ve taken away the only stability I had in a long time. Kidd was fucked up, but he loved me.”
He lookedat me with hurt eyes. “That nigga had you brainwashed Kisha, that’s not love at all. Get yourself together cause you’re not going back. I’ll take care of you now. For the next week I’m not going anywhere I’m watching you close. You won’t be putting that shit back in your nose.”
“You made a mistake.”I softly cried.
“You’ll thankme one day Kish. He couldn’t love you like I love you. I’m genuinely here for you. From this day on, fuck Kidd.” He said.
I watchedhim walk out and close the door. What could I do? How did I keep getting in these fucked up situations? My head hurt and my stomach did also, but I didn’t want to eat or drink anything. I was fatigued and feeling anxious. My craving for more coke was more than I could chew. I wanted to rest, and I needed it.
CHAPTER 9
Isat next to Kisha as she had minor chills, tremors, pain and aches but I didn’t give a fuck cause I wasn’t going anywhere I was going to help her shake this shit. She wasn’t as bad as what I’ve seen but she still needed to get the monkey off her back. She looked up at me as her lips shook. “Mee-Mee-Meek please.” She begged. “Just a little, I can’t take this Meek.” She was sweating but she claimed to be freezing with the covers pulled all the way up.
“Nope Kisha,you don’t need that shit.” I was sitting on a chair with my feet kicked up on the edge of the bed watching TV. I’d been with her for the past four days staying close to her. I didn’t even leave the house, and I could tell Reesie was feeling some kind of way about it, but Kisha came first. Reesie stuck her head in the door.
“Canyou come here for a minute please?” She asked.
I stoodup and looked back at Kisha. “I’ll be back. You want anything?”
She sucked her teeth.“Nigga! You know what I need! Why do you keep asking me stupid ass questions?” She raised her voice cursing me out, she did that shit a couple of times during the day, but I knew it wasn’t really her. Right after she’d be apologizing. “I’m sorry Meek.”
I walked outand met Reesie in the living room. She stood there with her long bundles braided back in two French braids wearing a pair of ripped jeans and a tank top. The look on her face wasn’t a happy one. “What’s wrong baby?” I asked.
“Meek,we haven’t went out or did shit in four whole days since you’ve been catering to Kisha. I told you that we were supposed to make our final run tonight. You haven’t said anything about it.” She snapped.
“Look,I know what we supposed to do baby, but that shit can wait. If I leave her side, I’m almost positive she’ll relapse, and I can’t do that. We have enough money for a while and millions worth of jewelry if we put it all together. We’re straight right now.”
“When can we go?”She asked again.
“Let’sjust take it easy baby.” I walked in her space. “Are you sure this shit isn’t bothering you?” I asked her.
She rolled her eyes.“I’m not intimidated by a coke head Meek, I mean look at her; the poor girl is a mess.”
I caught that shade,but I was going to let it slide since I knew she was frustrated and rightfully so. “Look, just stick it out with me for another few weeks and we can make that move, I promise. You can even get your car.” I smiled trying to light up the situation.
“You mean it?Don’t fuck with me Meek.” She let a light smile form on her face. I bent down and kissed her lips, stopping to suck on them before I let go. “Ummm, you know you getting my pussy wet, right?” She grabbed my dick through my shorts and squeezed it.
“I got you later baby,I promise.”
With that,she was satisfied and went on her usual way doing whatever she was doing before. When I got back in the room, Kisha was sleeping and snoring loud as hell. Since her long ass hair was all over the place earlier; she managed to put it in a under braid going straight back. I grabbed the rag off the nightstand and wiped the beads of sweat from her pretty face. Only time would tell what the outcome would be. I went shopping to buy her enough shit to last for a month and did whatever I could to make her comfortable.
The next twoweeks was rough, real rough. For the first time, I managed to slip away while she was asleep early that morning. Her and Reesie both were sleep but I needed to run to the corner store and grab some eggs. I threw on my brown leather hooded sheepskin jacket since it was back cold outside and hopped in the truck. It was quiet in front of the store, so it was nothing for me to run in and out. I stood at the counter and paid cash forthe eggs and orange juice when a young girl who looked to be the same age as Kisha walked in.
She lookedlike she was freezing and needed a meal as she rubbed her arms shivering. She walked to the register right next to mine and pulled a bunch of coins from a zip-lock bag to pay for her snicker and crackling pork skins.
“This isn’t enough money.”The Arabic lady behind the register told her. “Fifty cents more.”
The young girllowered her eyes. “Oh okay.” She snatched the snicker back and sat it to the side. I’ll take the pork skins only.”
I dugin my pocket and pulled off a twenty-dollar bill. “Here you go shawty. You can get whatever you like out of here, you ain’t gotta put nothing back.”
