Sheisty (3 page)

"Yo, I know we ain't dancing for no girls," I said to Chasity, who didn't seem surprised at all.

"I didn't wanna tell you 'cause I knew you wouldn't be with it, but dancing for the women, is where them dollars is at girl." It didn't take much to convince me, I've done worse shit then that. Hell, these chicks like what the niggas like, so how bad can it be? She still could've told me though.

Chasity's homegirl's stage name was Scar. I asked her, why Scar? She said 'cause if she don't leave a scar on a nigga's heart, she'll damn sure leave one on his pockets.

Now, that was deep. I thought to myself that her and Epiphany would probably get along good. I decided to call myself Cream, so I choose "Ice Cream" by Wu Tang Clan as my introduction song.

I couldn't believe how wild they went when I came out on stage. Those dollars was flying. The shit was a rush for me because women are your worst critics. But these chicks liked what they saw. I even got a few numbers handed to me after my dance, but I ain't with that carpet munch shit.

Malikai was going out of town a lot more since his boy Tucker
had to stay closer to home until his baby was born.
Malikai was starting to bore me. He never wanted to do nothing, but lay up when we were together. The money was still good, but he's out of town more then he's home. Shit, the nigga even got a crib down in North Carolina. He invited me to come chill with him, but I'm not feeling him anymore, and the sooner he catches the hint the better.

Tonight is comedy night at the Manhattan Proper. The spot is off the hook and always packed with niggas. A lot of Brooklyn cats be up in there too. I guess because they say Queens girls look good. I say should you expect anything less from a Borough called Queens?

Shana's ass ain't called me back yet, even after I paged her

"911" about an hour ago. Fuck her. It could've been important.

She's been on some different shit lately. I don't know, but I ain't fucking with her. I called up Tanya, this girl I went to high school with. We ran into each other about a week ago at the mall and exchanged numbers. She's cool enough to hang out with.

Tanya was with it and she drives, so for once I didn't have to be the designated driver. She came to get me around 10:30 p.m.

'cause you gotta get there early if you want a good seat. We smoked a little weed to help us get silly, just in case the show wasn't funny. It was exactly 10:45, when we arrived. The only seats that were available were by the bar, which was cool, but the people talking around the bar made it hard to hear the jokes.

I ordered a Henny on the rocks, and an Amaretto Sour for Tanya, while she went to the restroom. That girl is crazy. You never go to the bathroom while the comedians are performing 'cause you have to pass the stage and they will crack on your ass. She got off easy this time though 'cause the girl that walked behind her was comical--wearing some shit she knew her big ass shouldn't of have on. Somebody should have warned her because the comedian lit her ass up.

"Girl, some guy was trying to talk to me just now by the pay phones. He said he'll be over to buy us some drinks," Tanya said, all excited. I just smiled, besides her nice ass shape and shoulder length hair; homegirl was not cute at all, so good for her.

Then Corey, better known as C-God, walked over to our table. I couldn't believe he was coming over to talk to Tanya. He could of pulled any girl he wanted. C-God was black and ugly, but he had money, confidence and a cockiness about him that turned me on.

He tried to get at me years ago, before the money, but a lot of things have changed since then. He was definitely looking kinda good. Tanya passed him her number, but judging by the look on his face, I could tell he felt like he had just choose cake but wanted hot apple pie. I was the pie. It's not like he expected me to be here chilling with her. I haven't seen him in years. C-God took our drink order and went over to the bar. He was blinged out, diamonds everywhere--ears, neck, wrist and pinky finger. I had my game face on. The eye contact between us was crazy. I wanted him just as bad as he wanted me.

"Damn, somebody must be treating you good, 'cause I remember when you was a toothpick, and you know they say love fattens you up," I said, seductively as the alcohol started kicking in.

He flexed his muscles and said, "It ain't fat baby, it ain't fat at all." It was getting hot in there and for every slick little comment I made, he came right back at me with one of his own. I wasn't sure if Tanya caught on or not, but she had to be slow or stupid not to see our chemistry. It was so obvious.

C-God was chilling with his boy Reggie, who must of knew what time it was 'cause he kept Tanya distracted with small talk, while C-God's eyes undressed me, and I loved every bit of it. I wanted his ass right then and there. It wasn't like he was a stranger or anything, I knew him for years in passing. Who cares if Tanya gave him her number. He could do better. He knew it and so did I. All type of shit was going through my head and the more I drank, the better he looked.

"Yo, ya'll ladies wanna go grab a bite to eat with me and my man," C-God said, looking in my direction. I smiled and said I was with it. Since Tanya drove her car, they followed us to her house to park, so we could all ride together. I was hoping the bitch had to work early in the morning, so I could roll solo but Tanya walked right up to C-God's truck and sat up front with him. Once we got to the diner, she still played him close. I knew what time it was, so I let her have her 15 minutes of fame. We all laughed, cracked 'your mama' jokes and drank some more until the sun was starting to rise.

On the way out, I saw Smitty's punk ass sitting at a table with some Spanish looking chick, and there went my high. I hated that muthafucka. This time Tanya and C-God sat in the back seats on the way home. I road in the front with Reg, she was all over C-God, and I knew it was only because she felt our vibe. But after seeing Smitty's pussy stealing ass, I wasn't in the mood to play any more games. Tanya could have him for now.

Later that morning, I woke up on the wrong side of the bed with a banging ass headache. I got up to get some Advil when the phone rang. It was Malikai questioning me with the who, what, why and where I was all night. He picked the wrong time of day to call and play daddy. I let his ass have it and before I hung up the phone, I told him not to call me anymore because I was already fucking someone else. I lied, but that was all I could think of to get him mad enough to not want me anymore.

Besides, I no longer wanted what was behind door #2. I had my eye on the grand prize. C-God and I had some unfinished business to tend to. I didn't know how I was 'gon make it happen since I didn't have his number, but where there's a will there is a way. A week had passed since we all hung out together, and Tanya couldn't wait to let it be known that she was fucking C-God. I was pissed about that whole situation. How the hell did he choose her over me? And, I know she enjoyed rubbing that shit in my face. The bitch had the nerve to ask me to hang out with them tonight because Reggie had been asking about me.

Bullshit! I thought. I barely said two words to that nigga.

"Why would he ask about me? Cool, pick me up at 10, I'll roll, 'cause I ain't doing shit else," I said. Tanya agreed and said she'd see me then. I had something for her ass though. The fat lady ain't sang yet! I pulled out a pair of jeans that hugged my beautiful round-shaped ass so well that they looked like they was painted on, a black halter top that exposes just the right amount of cleavage, my stiletto boots, oh and let's not forget my brand new pair of Vicki Secret thongs (just in case).

The three of them rolled up to my crib about 10:15 which was cool, because I had just finished touching up my hair and make-up, which was always an earth tone eye shadow and some lip gloss. My father always said real beauty needs no make up.

A man hates to go to bed with a beauty queen and wake up to a monster. Even though I couldn't look like a monster if I tried, I get what he was saying. If it ain't broke why fix it? Anyway, I hopped in the back of C-God's Escalade, and gave Reg a phony, don't even think about it smile.

"Hey girl," I said to Tanya. "What's up C-God, how you been?"

"Chilling Ma," he responded. '
And looking even better then
you did the last time
,' I thought to myself, as he constantly watched me from the front rear view mirror. C-God knew what was really good, so tonight, I was gonna play the game just to see how it all pans out. He took us to Night of the Cookers in Brooklyn, which surprised me, because it was a nice, cozy, laid back spot. They had a live band, candlelight and good food.

Money wasn't an issue with C-God. He always said order what you want. Even paid for his broke ass friend, or should I say broke ass boy. That's exactly what Reggie was. Tanya was doing a lot of drinking, as if she was trying to be down or prove something, more power to her because I wasn't about to get drunk, lose focus and make a fool of myself. C-God was so funny and ain't nothing like a man with money that can make me laugh.

Damn, I gotta have him. The thought stayed in my head all night.

Just then, Tanya got up to go to the ladies room and I couldn't hold it in anymore.

"What's up?" I leaned in closer to C-God. "I know you want me, just 'cause of the way you keep looking at me. So let's stop the game playing and make it happen."

"Aggressive, ain't we? I like that," he said, with a smile.

'That's it! That's all he had to say, even if he was feeling
Tanya,'
I thought
. 'The way he looks at me, it's impossible. I give
up, I ain't never had to work this hard for no nigga and I ain't 'bout to start.'

Just then, Tanya came back to the table smelling like she'd been hanging with hurl (throwing up). So, we decided to call it a night. The seating arrangement was different on the way home.

Instead of Tanya sitting in the front, C-God told her to take the back seat and Reg was going to sit in the front with him. I was curious to know why, but she didn't question it and neither did I. Besides, Tanya was wasted and out cold within a matter of seconds. When we reached my apartment, C-God told Reggie to take the car and make sure Tanya got home safe. I smiled, because I knew it was only a matter of time before he'd come to his senses.

"So, you coming with me?" I asked.

"No doubt." He followed me to my door.

Inside, I decided to set the mood by lighting some aro- matherapy candles and turning the radio on to Vaughn Harper's

"The Quiet Storm" on WBLS. I swear the sound of that man's voice could get my panties moist any night of the week. Before I could say a word, C-God was already undressing me. His body was so hard and muscular and so was his dick. He worked his tongue from my breast down to my wet and pulsating pussy and didn't stop working until I reached my climax. I returned the favor, because I had the dick sucking skills to get a nigga hooked. And of course that was the plan. Not because I was worried about him and Tanya, but because I wanted him all to myself. Besides, he can't be stupid enough to go back to burgers after havin' steak. I gave him the pussy in every position possible, standing up, doggy style, legs up in the air and even rodeo style. We went at it for hours until we finally fell asleep. In the morning, I gave him some more. He had it going on. I swear I had never been with a man that could make my coochie cream the way he did. The only thing that kept interrupting the flow was his cell phone and two-way. They were seriously competing with one another. I wondered if any of those calls were from Tanya, but I didn't ask. After working up an appetite, we showered off the sex, got dressed, hopped in my car and went to grab a bite to eat.

I asked him, "What was the status with him and Tanya?" His answer was that she was cool and he fucked her a couple of times, but outside of having a fat ass and nice set of tits, he really wasn't all that attracted to her. He felt, I on the other hand, was the real deal. Someone he wouldn't mind kickin' it with, spending a little dough on, or maybe even wifin me up in a nice condo outside of the hood.

"As long as you good to me, I'm good to you," were his words.

Now that's what I'm talkin' bout. I smiled and asked, "Wasn't I good to you last night?" Joking around with each other was something we both enjoyed doing. Then, he got a call that he couldn't put off and our brunch was cut short.

"Oh shit!"
I screamed as the water started to run down my legs.

"Tucker, get up, it's time!" I shouted, waking him out of his sleep with my bag packed and ready to go. I felt light pains all night last night, so I packed what I thought I might need to take with me to the hospital early this morning. The real pain didn't kick in yet, but all I know is I am ready to get this little boy out of me and into my arms. Tucker got up and started to panic more then I was.

"I'm fine, calm down," I screamed. Just take me to the hospital. When we got to the hospital, I was only four centimeters, but they admitted me anyway because my water had already broke. I called up E and Shana because I wanted them to be there. I ended up having to leave messages for both of them. My sweetie was by my side the whole time, anticipating the arrival of his son. I couldn't ask for a better man. As soon as I have this baby, I am gonna start putting the pressure on him about our wedding plans before he even thinks about taking his ass back out of town. My girls think I have the perfect situation, but it's always nicer on the outside when your looking in.

The pains were starting to hit me hard, real hard. I knew it would hurt, but I never imagined like this. Tears fell down the sides of my face and the love of my life was now my enemy. I didn't want him to touch me; I didn't want him near me. His voice of support saying, "Push, it's okay," pissed me off even more. He couldn't begin to know what I was feeling.

Ten hours of excruciating pain was finally over and I was holding the most beautiful baby I had ever seen. Now, all I needed was some sleep. When I woke up, my room was filled with flowers, teddy bears, and balloons that said "It's a Boy" and