Page 8 of All The Smoke
“I already know you thought you was having a party over here to celebrate shaking your ass in a music video.”
Shock covered her face then her brows furrowed. “Who told you that?”
“Don’t matter.”
“Yes it does,” she snapped. “I’m sick of people reporting my moves to you like you’re my man.”
“And believe me when I say I’m just as tired of hearing the shit because out of the two of us I don’t give a fuck the most, baby girl.”
“Yet here you are questioning me.”
“Yeah because I got a big problem with the hood being in a house that not only doIpay bills in, but my son and your daughter live in.”
“Your son is with you.”
“Still two more fucking problems.”
“Nini is in her room.” I didn’t respond because I wanted her to explain what the fuck that was supposed to mean. “Smoke.”
“You cool with having random niggas in the spot ya daughter is in?” I frowned. “Because as much as I love Nini, she’s your kid, Bri, so I can’t say shit. But depending on your answer, my son might not be back over this bitch.”
“Yeah right.” She chuckled like I was playing but when she noticed I wasn’t smiling hers faded. “You are not going to keep my son from me.”
“Then yo’ ass ain’t gon’ have no fucking party here tonight or ever.” I shrugged and stood. “You a mom, Bri. Stop acting like a fucking city girl and act like you got two fucking kids. Get arealdamn job and shit instead of embarrassing all of us literally showing your ass online. Be a respectable woman your daughter can look up to.”
Her pretty face twisted into a frown. “And you’re a respectable man? You sell fucking weed.”
“And?” I laughed. “I know I ain’t living like a saint, but I ain’t out here lowering my value either, disrespecting myself and mykids by selling myself for a few bucks either. I might be hustling and shit, but you better believe Solo never gon’ have to. He gon’ know the value of a dollar and how to get some fuckin’ money at the very least. I don’t sell shit around him either, so he don’t know what I do. Both of your kids see you walking around in next to nothing and truly if it weren’t for parental controls thatIoversee, they would have both probably seen your naked ass on the internet.”
“Fuck you,” she hissed.
“I’m good on that, love.” I smiled. “That pussy too friendly and you don’t got ya priorities in order enough for me.”
“Nigga—”
“Speaking of priorities,” I cut her off. “Why the fuck my son complaining about a toothache and shit?”
“Probably because he’s a child, Smoke.” She rolled her eyes. “Kids eat junk food and candy.”
“Ah,” I stated sarcastically and nodded. “Another thing you don’t monitor. I really want to fuck you up for slacking on my son’s shit, but I ain’t even in the mood to kick your ass today. I’m gon’ get him right, but know if I gotta schedule another emergency appointment for him then yo’ ass gon’ need the fucking dentist to get you right next, aight?”
I could see the fire dancing in her eyes but Brianna knew I didn’t play about my son and his health and hygiene. If she wanted to be a slack, nasty bitch then that was on her, but I was applying pressure behind my kid, no doubt.
“And change the location of the party because I would hate to come over here and act like Bishop and First Lady’s son,” I said and smirked before making my exit. Nothing else needed to be said and money needed to be made.
“I didn’t getto eat breakfast at Gigi and Bishop’s, Daddy,” Solo said as we made our way to his appointment.
Looking in my rearview at his face buried in his tablet, likely playing one of those stupid ass games, I smiled. My baby loved to eat and he ain’t eat no lil shit either. He ate like I ate, steaks, lobster, shrimp, pastas, all that shit. I couldn’t even recall the last time he ate from a damn kids’ menu.
“You ’bout to get ya teeth checked out, Solo.” I chuckled. “You don’t want food in your teeth or ya breath to stink do you? It could be some ladies in there.”
“Old ladies.” He laughed.
“They not all old.”
“Old enough. Can we go to Morningside when we leave?”
I nodded. “I got you. I’ll take you to Gravity Zone and shit if you don’t cry when you get ya mouth worked on too.”
