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Chapter 31

Kira

              When I received that call saying that Taysia had been shot, I felt like my world had been turned upside down. All I could do was pray. Taysia was my first real friend. She was all that I had left in this world as far a family goes.

              When JaMel came and told us that Taysia was okay, it felt as if a huge weight was lifted off of my shoulders. I couldn’t do anything at that moment but praise God. Mrs. Debra came in there cutting the damn fool. Sometimes I wondered if the love she claimed to have for Taysia was real or fake. She was really putting on. After JaMel gave us an update on Taysia, everyone pretty much calmed down. I was still skeptical that some shit would soon pop off, because it was just too many of us that had related ties to one another in the same room. JaMel and Mega was over there chopping it up like they had been homies for years. MeMe was here with the baby that she had with Taysia’s husband. My ex, Jay was back and forth to the bathroom the entire time, watching Rock and I like a hawk. I hoped Rock didn’t notice because Rock was like a ticking time bomb waiting to explode. I needed to step away real quick. Some shit was liable to pop off at any second and I just didn’t want to witness it is. I could just feel it. Something bad was about to happen.

              “Baby, I’ll be back. I’m about to step to the restroom.” My voice was straight hoarse from all the crying and screaming I did on the way to the hospital.

              “A’ight cool. I’m about to run to the car to smoke a blunt real quick.”

              “Okay.”

              I walked down the hall to the bathroom. I was wrecking my brain trying to figure out who could have done this to Taysia. She didn’t have any beef with anyone that I know of. Simone was pretty much my beef, and she wasn’t brave enough to do no shit like this. Even though JaMel said the girl looked like Simone, it was just hard to believe because she was scary as hell.

              Once inside the restroom, I went to take care of my business. While I was on the toilet the damn lights went out. Then I heard the door lock. This was some real Friday the 13
th
shit going on right now.

              “HELLO!!” I yelled out. I sounded just like those white chicks in a horror movie. Nobody said anything. I was still standing there with my clothes down. There was a presence in there with me and I could feel it, but they weren’t saying anything. I was so fucking scared my damn knees started shaking. I sat there in the dark for damn near three minutes. I was too scared to move. There was no way in hell I was about to come out of that stall. I found some tissue and wiped my pussy. I pulled up my clothes up and took my cell phone out my back pocket. I was about to call and tell Rock to come and get me the fuck out of this bathroom. Soon as I pressed send, the lights came on.  I heard the door unlock, open and close. I was still scared to come out. Then I heard two older white ladies enter the restroom. They were carrying on a conversation. I opened the stall, went to the sink and washed my hands. I exited the restroom quickly. I was still pretty shaken up. When I made it back to the waiting room, JaMel had gone to the back to see Taysia. MeMe didn’t have the baby so he must’ve taken her with him. I hoped that JaMel and Taysia would eventually find happiness whether it was together or apart.

Chapter 32

Erica

              Oh my fucking God!
I can’t believe this dumb ass bitch Simone ran out the fucking bathroom causing a fucking scene. Not only that, but the dumb bitch didn’t even put the damn silencer on the gun. I knew I should’ve just handled this shit myself. That’s what I get for trying to be fast. Simone had to go. I had to get rid of her ass because if this bitch gets caught she’s going to bring me down with her. Right now the entire city is out searching for us. We had switched cars and she was on the passenger side of my car, crying like a fucking baby.

              “SHUT THAT SHIT UP, YOU BIG DUMMY! HOW THE FUCK YOU FORGET TO PUT THE DAMN SILENCER ON THE GUN!” I backhanded her busting her lip.

              “I didn’t know how to put the damn thing on that’s why!” she cried.
Who the fuck doesn’t know how to put a silencer on a gun?
Mega had trained me well.

              “Well you should’ve said something! I see why those hoes beat yo ass! The purpose of us killing this bitch was for you to get payback and for me to get Mega back! How the hell can I get Mega back if I’m locked up facing the death penalty?” I backhanded her again. I drove her out to the country where one of Mega’s spots were. He had a huge lake that rested behind his warehouse. I was going to kill this bitch and throw her in it.

              “Get the fuck out the car. Let me show you how to put a damn silencer on!” I yelled at her, as I hopped out the car and walked around to the passenger’s side and opened her door. She got out of the car. She watched me put the silencer on.

              “Bitch was that hard?” she shook her head no as the tears flowed down her face. 

              “I know it wasn’t!”
PEW!! PEW!!
I shot her twice in the head. She fell to ground. Her eyes were still open. I wrapped her body up in a black sheet that I had in my trunk and drug her around back where the lake was. I threw her body on Mega’s boat and then I jumped on. I started up the boat and drove about two miles out, then pushed her body over in the water. I went back and jumped in my car. I was about to go MIA. Thank God for the 250 stacks that Mega had given me. I had it all in my trunk in a few duffle bags. I needed to go lay low for a while. I bet my face was all over the news right now.

Chapter 33

NaTaysia

              I could hear the beeping of the machines. I finally had enough strength to open my eyes, and I knew there was a God. I looked around the hospital room and JaMel was sitting in a rocking chair with the prettiest little girl I had ever seen. He was feeding her a bottle. There was a tube my down my throat so I wasn’t able to talk. I wiggled my fingers and tried to lift my hand. JaMel took the bottle out of her mouth and walked over to where I was. He put the baby over his shoulder and started burping her.

              “Hey sweetheart,” JaMel said softly as he rubbed my hair.

              “I’m glad you’re okay. Guess what? Our baby is okay as well.” He placed his hand on my stomach. I wanted to smile so badly. I began to cry. Only this time these were tears of Joy. He saw my eyes move towards the baby.

              “Taysia, this is my baby girl JaMelia,” he introduced us. She was too cute. Then he told me everything that had happened as I tried my best to remember.

              “Taysia, someone wants to talk to you. It wasn’t my idea, and I really didn’t think this was the best time. I just want to come to some type of medium with you; especially since you’re my wife and if we ever decided to make things work between us.” He kissed my forehead and then he walked out. Five minutes later MeMe came in. Soon as she saw me she broke down and cried.

              “Taysia, sis, I’m so glad you’re okay. I know we haven’t seen each other since the day I went in labor but I miss you. I miss you as a friend and sister. I’m so sorry,” she cried.

              “I knew that JaMel was married, but I didn’t know that he was married to you. I swear I didn’t.” I believed her. I don’t know why I believed her, but something inside of me that day told me that she didn’t know. I mean, she basically handed me the phone to call my husband. She didn’t know.

              “I never told Jamel about you and Mega, and I never plan to. JaMel doesn’t even know that you and I knew each other prior to this. He just thinks I’m here to discuss how to move forward with him being the father of JaMelia. Please forgive me Taysia. Jamel and I are no longer seeing each other. All of my time and energy has to go towards my baby girl. I just hope and pray that one day you find it in your heart to forgive me.” She was sobbing all over the place so much that she could barely get out what she was trying to say. Her hand was on the rail of my bed. I wasn’t able to respond to her by mouth so I picked up my hand and covered hers with mine. I forgive her and I forgive JaMel. I had to in order for me to be happy with life again. I couldn’t go on carrying this weight on my shoulder. MeMe smiled and kissed me on my forehead.

              “Oh sis, I just want you to know that my crazy ass brother is out there as well!” My eyes bucked and MeMe fell out laughing.

              “It okay, he’s not starting any shit Tay. He’s out there acting like he came to check on JaMel when you and I both know that nigga is trying to find out what’s going on with you.” I wanted to laugh so badly. That damn Mega. Oh, how that man had showed me some things. True enough I still had feelings for Mega, but I was still torn. As soon as I got out of this hospital, I was going to focus on myself and making sure my son was straight. I wasn’t sure what was next between Jamel and me. I was just going to take it one day at a time. Mega still didn’t know that I was pregnant. I didn’t need any more drama and stress so I would just keep it that way. Right now, all I wanted to do is rest and praise God. He had spared my life and I couldn’t have been more grateful. As for Simone and Erica, I wasn’t going to let this shit ride. Karma is a bitch. They may not get it today, tomorrow, or even months from now, but I guarantee she’s coming.

Chapter 34

NaTaysia

              It had been three whole months since I got shot. JaMel was by my side the entire time. Even though I wouldn’t let him stay overnight with me, he stopped by every day to check on me and to make sure I was straight. He and I had been spending a lot of time together lately. We even shared our 7
th
anniversary and my 25
th
birthday together. We were taking baby steps to repairing our relationship. Since my pregnancy was high risk and I was still healing from my gunshot wound, I had to see my doctor once a week. I had a doctor’s appointment scheduled for today and I was in my bedroom getting ready. JaMel normally went with me to my doctor’s appointment but he had some business to handle at one of his clubs. He was trying his best to go with me today but I assured him that I was fine and that he could handle his business.

              I put on my maternity Levi Jeans, with a cute denim shirt and a pair of flip flops.
Damn, I’m cute pregnant!
I was looking at myself in my full body mirror with my hand on my stomach. I was now seven months pregnant and my stomach was huge. I always wanted to know what it felt like to have huge stomach while pregnant. Unfortunately, I never made it that far. My face was real chubby making my dimples look deeper than they actually were, and my nose was spread all across my face. I was almost full term. God works in mysterious ways. I had four miscarriages in the past. I never made it past four months. Now I’ve been shot, wasn’t sure about the father of my baby and here I was almost full term.
Ain’t that’s some shit!

              Once I made it to Women’s Health Professionals, I walked inside, signed my name and sat down. It was deep as hell in here today. I looked across the room and there she was again. Only this time she had a damn pudge in her stomach. I politely stood up and walked over to where she was sitting and sat down beside her.

              “Really Ma?” I asked her while pointing down at her stomach.

              “Taysia, please don’t come over here with that mess. That’s why I didn’t even say shit to you when you walked through the door.” Then she had the nerve to have an attitude.

              “Ma, how in the hell you get pregnant? You too old for this shit! Not only that but I know you’re still using!” I told her. I couldn’t believe she would bring another damn child into this world knowing damn well she ain’t stable. Then again, this is my mom we’re talking about.              

              “Wait a minute! Who is the mother here, me or you? NaTaysia, I’m grown. Forty is the new twenty, baby!” I couldn’t believe how she was acting. She really thought this shit was okay. There was no way in hell I would allow my sibling to put up with her bullshit. If she didn’t get her shit together soon I was going to the people on her ass, so that I could get custody. This shit don’t even look right; me
and
my mom sitting up in this bitch pregnant. We were so damn ratchet for this shit.

              “You sound like a child ma! I suggest you get yourself together, ASA!” I warned her. “How far are you?” I asked her. She was just as big as me almost.

              “I’m six months Taysia. Don’t worry about me! I’m getting myself together.” I actually felt sorry for her. She was still living in the projects, in and out of rehab, and didn’t have a job. She didn’t even have to be this way because she was a beautiful woman despite all of the bullshit she was doing.

              “You need anything ma?” I was trying to change my ways and let the past stay in the past. Instead of bashing her and arguing with her, from here on out I would try to work on our relationship. I did want to be a part of my brother or sister’s life and I wanted my son to know his grandmother, since I never got a chance to know mine.

              “No, I’m okay,” she said. I knew she was lying. I unzipped my purse and pulled out three hundred dollars.

              “Here you go ma. Just take it,” I told her. She took the money and put it inside of her bra. My mom had been through some shit in her life. She lost both of her parents at a very young age and she had me when she was about fifteen. I don’t think she’s ever had a job, and she had been on drugs for as far as I could remember. Maybe if I was a little bit more active in her life and gave her that motivational boost that she needed, then she would go through rehab. After she and I had these babies, we were going to get her life on track.

              After my appointment and I came from the back, I noticed my mom was still sitting there. She was there before me, so I didn’t know what she was waiting on.

              “You must be waiting for somebody to pick you up?” I asked.

              “No, I’m waiting for the rest of these muthafuckas to be seen,” she responded, pointing at about six other girls who were pregnant.  They were all waiting to be called to the back. I could tell she was mad.

              “The hell you waiting on them for?”  I asked.

              “Cause I can’t leave until the doctor has seen each one of them. We all rode on the van.”

              “What van?”

              “The van that takes pregnant women that doesn’t have a ride, to their doctor’s appointment.” There was no way I could just leave her there like that. There was no telling how long she would be here waiting on all these damn females to be seen.

              “Come on ma, I’ll take you home,” I told her and she didn’t object. She grabbed her things and followed me to my car. When I got close enough to see my car I just stopped dead in my tracks. Mega was sitting on the hood of my car in his all-white attire. He had a toothpick in his mouth. He smiled from ear to ear when he saw me.

              “Tay! Tay!” he stated my name with his arms wide open. He was trying to be funny calling my name like that. Mega was smiling from ear to ear. I swear he had the personality of Stevie J from “Love and Hip-Hop Atlanta”. My mom and I continued to walk towards my car. I unlocked my car and pressed the button to start it.

              “You can go ahead and get in ma; I’ll be just a second,” I told my mom. I was going to try to make things right with her but that didn’t mean I wanted her in my business.

              Mega got off the car and gave me a hug. There wasn’t any hard feelings between us so I returned the gesture.

              “Wassup?!?” he said to me.

              “Nothing much. What’s up with you?” I asked. I had been trying to stay clear of the man for I don’t know how long. JaMel and I were at good place right now with our relationship/friendship and I was just glad that my life was going back to normal. He and I had become so comfortable on the friend level that he would bring baby JaMelia by sometimes.

              “Nothing…just been trying to figure out how long it was gone take you to tell me,” he smiled.

              “Tell you what Mega?”

              “That, that’s my baby you carrying!” He pointed towards my stomach with his toothpick. This nigga was too damn cocky, I swear. That’s the shit that had sucked me in when I first met him.

              “Mega, what are you talking about? This is not your baby I’m carrying.”

              “It’s not?” He put the toothpick back in his mouth.

              “No Mega, it’s not,” I said and folded my arms across my chest.

              “You’re about what, seven months pregnant?” he asked knowing damn well he already knew the answer.

              “Yeah I am!”

              “I ain’t the smartest man in the world, but I could’ve sworn seven months ago you were in Miami letting me drop this big dick off in yo guts!” He grabbed his dick through his jeans and I saw the full print of it.
Jesus please help me! This man is too much!

             
“Whatever Mega, I’m not doing this here with you.” I went to get in my car but he stopped me.

              “I know everything Ms. Lady, and since you got yo’ husband thinking that’s his baby you carrying, you let that nigga know that he’s a dead man walking if he think I’ma let another nigga raise mine!!!!” He had his finger in my face and I knew he meant business. Just when I thought this shit had died down, this right here happens. I wanted to cuss my pussy the fuck out for even getting moist off that shit Mega just spit!
Ugggghhhh!!!
I wanted scream. I just walked off.

              “You look good as fuck in that car too ma!” he yelled as I jumped in the car and pulled off. Yes, I still had my pink Bentley that he bought me.

              My mom and I were quiet the entire way to Cuthbert. I figured that maybe she heard the conversation between me and Mega. I just didn’t want to talk about it though. I pulled up to her project so that she could get out.

              “Ma, since we’re both seeing the same doctor, you can just schedule your appointments on the days that I have mine. I have to go every week, but when it falls on a week that you have to go, then you can just catch a ride with JaMel to Albany and we could all go together. That way you don’t have to ride on that van,” I told her before she got out.

              “Okay, I will. Thank you Taysia.”

              “Don’t be telling me thank you. You are my mother,” I told her and she closed the door. I still couldn’t believe that my mom was about to have a baby. She ought to be a shame of herself.