Page 36 of Can't Stop the Love of A Boss

“Hell nah, Ma. Why? What she say?” LJ asked.

“Who the hell abused you, Nikki?” Auntie La-La asked, this time standing to her feet.

Nikki could feel a headache coming on with all the stares she received. She tried to fight the tears, but she couldn’t anymore.

“Spit that shit out, man. Stop with all the bullshit,” LJ barked at her.

“All those damn summers I went to my dad’s side of the family. Um… umm, my cousins pimped me out to their friends and anyone else who had money!” she yelled.

“Damn,” Lamelle said.

“That’s fucked up,” LJ added, shaking his head.

“Why didn’t you tell us?” Auntie La-La asked.

“Y’all weren’t worried about me. Why even bother now? You only wanna know because Lawrynn’s ass is gonna need a seeing eye dog now. If that bitch wasn’t blind, y’all wouldn’t be questioning me about shit,” Nikki argued.

“What the fuck my sister got to do with them niggas pimping your ass out? This shit ain’t making no sense. You should’ve been attacking them two, not my fucking sister,” LJ argued.

“If they would’ve come with me, then things would’ve been different,” Nikki said.

“Wasn’t nobody gonna let they child just go to some stranger’s house for the whole fucking summer. How the fuck does that shit sound? You can’t blame them, though. You couldn’t get back at the ones who did that shit to you, so you chose the only two people who were more like sisters to you before all that happened. Those girls loved you like a sister, and this is the shit you do. How do you get somebody back for some shit they don’t even know about? Nah, hell nah, you did all this shit because you wanted to. Them niggas still wherever they at, living their best lives, smiling and shit, and you down here with a pussy larger than a damn football stadium. You’re not gonna put that shit on my people,” LJ said.

“Stop yelling, LJ. She’s been through enough,” Laura told her son.

“Her?” he asked, looking at his mama. “I think something is wrong with all y’all. She’s been literally fucking this family up for years, and you’re here trying to play Dr. Phil and shit. I’m not saying that what she went through wasn’t traumatic or nothing, but my sister being blind don’t change what them niggas did. She was out here being a hoe because she wanted to. Nobody here was selling her pussy, so why she acting like we did something to her ass? We’re the only ones who have been here for her in all of this shit. She’s stayed with all of us at one point in time but still trying to fuck everybody’s man, friend, or whatever nigga she can find with a hard dick. My sister ain’t cause none of this shit on her. She did all that on her own, with her hoe ass,” LJ said.

“You don’t understand, LJ,” Nikki pleaded with tears running down her face. Hearing him explain things to her like that made her feel worse about the things she had done over the years. “I wanted them to hurt like I hurt,” she said.

“Since ya nasty ass cousins down south sold your pussy, you go out and fuck all your cousins’ boyfriends, all our friends, shit even ya daddy’s friends. Yeah, that’s some sweet ass revenge right there. Stupid bitches. Man, I tell ya,” LJ fussed.

He was irritated by the whole situation. In his eyes, Nikki should’ve stayed her ass right where she was.

“You need to get some counseling, baby,” Aunt La-La said.

“The prison system got some good counselors and shit like that from what I heard. Damn, Nikki, I guess that means you should name ya baby Tupac because you damn sure gonna have that baby in jail,” Lamelle said with a smirk on his face.

“Y’all need to stop being hard on her like this,” Laura told her sons, shaking her head.

She still saw her niece as a scared little girl. The reality of it was that she was a grown woman and accountable for her actions.

“Ma, you never bought me that Tonka truck I wanted, so I’mma go steal one tomorrow,” Lamelle said with a smile.

“How is that gonna help? That don’t even make no sense,” she fussed.

“Just like her fucking everybody here is some kind of get back at some cousin none of us know or even knew about. Y’all keep falling for this bullshit if you want to. I call a spade a damn spade, and her ass is fucking reaching with that fucked up explanation. If y’all done talking, I can take her ass back to where I got her from. At least all my hoes know that they’re hoes because they want to be,” LJ said, looking at Nikki.

“Fuck you, LJ. Your ass ain’t perfect either,” she said between sniffles.

“I ain’t never say I was perfect, bitch. Everything I do is because I fucking wanted to. You ain’t never heard about me blaming somebody else for my shit. Talk that shit to them motherfuckers down south, not me. You ain’t nothing but a hoe with accountability issues. You need to go find them and hold them accountable for the shit they did. Just like ya pussy needs to hold you accountable for all the damn miles it has on it,” LJ fussed. He was tired of this whole fucking scene. His sister was all fucked up, and here Nikki was trying to play the victim.

Nikki started to feel hot and sweaty. LJ was all in her face as if he wanted a kiss or something. She tried to back away from him, but everything went black. She hit her head on the table just before she hit the floor.

“Oh shit,” Lamelle said, bending over to see if Nikki was still breathing. “She’s still breathing, but we gotta get her to the hospital,” he said and scooped her limp body off the floor.

“LJ, help him get her to the car,” Laura told her son.

“Ma, fuck her,” LJ replied, only to get hit in the back of the head.

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