Page 11 of Typa
“Plus, I know you were trying to fuck over Iesha.”
I frowned again.How the fuck this nigga have all these grievances with me?“That’s your woman or something?”
“Naw. We just real cool. I know you still hit her up too. If you wit’ my sister, why you still hitting her up?”
I slid my hand over my mouth. “She just cool, man. I don’t want shit from her. Ask her if I’ve approached her inappropriately in the last couple of months. Your sister the only woman I want. Real shit.”
Muthafucka was all in my fucking business. I already knew shit would never be cool between us. He knew too fucking much.However, I wasn’t lying about Iesha. She was just cool to be around. I tried to fuck at first, during the time Maui was ignoring me. She wouldn’t fold, but we would have good conversations at times. She would make me think, and we would talk about Maui from time to time.
He nodded, but I knew he didn’t believe that shit either. Mr. Storm looked from him to me, and asked, “So we cool now?”
I remained quiet as I stared at him. He was everything but cool. “We cool until I find out he lying through his fucking teeth,” Seven said.
He walked off as I slowly shook my head. My dad stared at me, but I refused to return his gaze. He probably knew I was lying too. The only reason I lied was because I wanted things to be cool between Maui and her family. Unfortunately, that shit would probably never happen now.
“So what did your sisters say?”
“That it was most likely my uterus stretching. The cramps are lower, more toward my hip area, but they said for me to make an appointment with my doctor anyway to be sure.”
“Are you going to switch and let them handle your care?”
She shrugged her shoulders. We’d gotten home, and I’d bathed her. After moisturizing her skin, giving her a massage while doing so, we lay in bed. She was somewhat upset with me, because I wouldn’t go get my head checked out tonight. I refused to do that while she was hurting. That shit could wait until tomorrow . . . or whenever. The shit could heal on its own. As long as I kept it clean, it would be fine. The minute I started rubbing her down, she forgot all about me going to the hospital.
“So did you and Seven come to an understanding?”
“Somewhat.”
“I can’t believe he was doing all that tripping over a woman in your past.” She turned to me and stared into my eyes. “She is in your past, right?”
“We talk from time to time, but I wouldn’t even say she’s in my past. We’ve never slept together.”
She lowered her head and turned away from me. I didn’t want to lie about that. I was already withholding the shit about Courtney and that punk ass dude that tried to rob him. I slid my arm around her, trying to soothe her doubts.
“Maui, I swear, you’re the only woman for me. While I did flirt when I first met her, it has never gone past that, baby. I haven’t talked to her in a couple of weeks. It was just to ask for relationship advice.”
She turned back to me. “Relationship advice? What is it that you couldn’t talk to me about, Mythic? I don’t feel comfortable knowing you still talk to a woman you once wanted to fuck. How do I know you don’t still want to do that shit? I already have to trust you with this other woman and you going to spend time with your son.”
I rolled to my back and stared at the ceiling. “I get it. You can come with me tomorrow if you’re feeling better. He’s gonna be your stepson eventually.”
She glanced at me and turned back to face the wall. She enjoyed time with her mama and sisters, and when I came back inside, I watched her lay against her dad for the remainder of the time they were there. I knew he still wasn’t comfortable with us being together, but he missed her. He had to at leastpretendto be accepting of our relationship in order to see her. It seemed she was making all the sacrifices.
Taking a deep breath, I said, “You can go visit them if you want. PJ will keep a lookout, and I’ll talk to your dad about getting Watchful Eyes on you.”
She turned to me so fast. Her eyes were wide as I swallowed hard, knowing I was risking a lot, mainly losing her. She dove on top of me like she wasn’t just hurting a little while ago. I wrapped my arms around her, hoping I was making the right decision.
“What about work? Can I go back? I’m just sitting at a desk. I know Aunt Chas can use my help with Ashanni being gone.”
I slid my hand down my face, fighting my selfish desires. “Yeah.”
She started kissing me all over my face, but I couldn’t even laugh. I just held her tightly and closed my eyes, knowing that they would eventually persuade her to quit fucking with me. Seven was going to make sure of it. Once he verified I was lying, I was pretty sure he would tell her everything.
Maui lifted her head and stared at me. “Mythic, what’s wrong?”
“Nothing, baby. I’m cool,” I said, sliding her to the bed and getting up.
I went to the bathroom and closed the door, trying to calm down. My heart was sinking, and I could feel the rage taking over and nothing had even happened yet. She started knocking on the door, so I went to the toilet and pissed, then flushed it and washed my hands. When I opened the door, she was still standing there.
“Mythic?”
