DEADLY DECISIONS III: The End (16 page)

“You alright, baby?” Keisha had to remind herself that
Li’l
Boo was still recovering and that his physical strength was still progressing.

Li’l
Boo released Keisha from his arms. “I’m good,
m
ama. I got you right here with me.”

“What hurts and what do you need me to do?” Keisha fret
ted,
scrambling to his side.

Li’l
Boo grabbed Keisha’s hand, enduring the pain. “First off you can start by giving me them lips back, and then you can make love to me right here and tell me that you’ll marry me while your stra
dd
ling the dick.”

“Shitttt
!
” Keisha bit her bottom lip
,
happy that she hadn’t ruined the mood
.
“I can do that
.
” Keisha joined
Li’l
Boo on her knees
. She
put her lips back to his and then slowly beg
a
n to unbutton his shirt and pants, looking him in his eyes until he became equally bare.

On top of the first penis that ever entered her, Keisha straddled it in several positions
,
screaming in ecstasy, “Yes,
y
esss,
Li’l
Boo. I’ll marry you
,
baby. I do, I do, I do!”

They continued at that rate until they couldn’t
any
more. Later Keisha made them each a plate of food that they ate sitting
i
n the hallway, wrapped in sheets. They
shared
a bottle of wine that
Li’l
Boo had brought her in the bathroom
to wash it down,
enjoying one another. Keisha was in a good place and moment
. I
t was simple yet magical and she never wanted their moment to end.

When Cameron took the hospital exit off the highway
,
Monique started making sly remarks about Keisha being present at the hospital and then asked Cameron why he was taking her back to the hospital. Cameron continued to drive. He hadn’t said more
than
ten words to Monique the entire ride from her parents
’
house. He was trying to figure out how to break the news to Monique about their son, but the tail end of his partner
’
s truck turning off Monique’s parent
s’
street continued to interrupt his thoughts.

Monique looked at Cameron.
Why the fuck is he acting weird now
?
He wasn’t acting this strange before his gangster
-
ass baby mama was up in the hospital
.
Monique looked at Cameron.
It looks like he needs moral support from his wife.
“Well
, I
bathe
d
, fed and put our son to sleep before I left him. He sleeps through the night, so I’m here for you, baby
.
” Monique reached for Cameron’s hand.

Cameron steamed with anger.
Why this bitch sitting right here lying in my face when the fuck I already know she been with my homeboy!
Cameron shot Monique a look that could kill as he took his hand from hers. 

“Why are you looking at me like that
? W
hat’s going on?” Monique hunched
over
.

“Monique
,
our son isn’t at your parents
’
house
;
Tiger is
.
” Cameron looked Monique in her eyes. “Our son is in the hospital
,
and had you bathe
d
him like you said you did tonight
,
you would have known that shit instead of creeping around with my homeboy!” Cameron punched the steering wheel as a tension reliever.

Monique eyes bulged out in horror. “Wait, what, what are you talking about, Cameron? Our son is at my parents
’
house. I just left him.” The part about Monique being with his homeboy flew over her head
. S
he was plagued with confusion about her baby.

Cameron pulled into the hospital parking structure. “Tiger doesn’t have a birthmark on his thigh, Nique. Our son does.” Cameron felt for Monique
,
but was disgusted with her at the same time. She was proving to be sneaky,
a
cheat
er
and liar. 

Delirious
,
Monique continued to reject the information, crying in denial. “No, Cam, no! This can’t be true
! W
hy are you saying this to hurt me?” Monique hoped Cameron was playing an awful game on her, but the expression on his face confirmed that he was telling her the truth. Devastated
,
Monique opened the car door
and then darted toward the hospital. 

Cameron parked. He knew there wouldn’t be any good way of breaking the news to Monique and that the outcome would be dramatic. After Cameron parked the car
,
he hurried after Monique. On his way inside he called Dime. He needed answers.

“
’
Sup, loc?” Dime answered.

“Where you and my wife go after y’all left the hospital earlier
,
cuh?”

Dime replied
,
“I took her to her parents
’
house, loc. Why
,
what’s up?”

“Cuh
.
” Cameron
’s
eyebrow
s
and nostrils flared up. “Nigga
,
why you lying, cuh
? Y
ou fucking my wife, homie?”

“Hell naw
,
nigga! Who told you that?” Dime replied in a shock
ed
manner.

“So you telling me that you took Monique straight to her parents
’
crib after y’all left the hospital right, cuh?” Cameron asked one last time.

“Yea
h,
that
’
s exactly what I’m telling you
,
loc,” Dime said. “What
’
s up
? W
hat is you on
,
homie?”

Cameron spat, “Nigga
,
I’m on some of that
!
I’ll catch you in the city
,
urb
.
”
H
e ended the call
,
infuriated.

Once Cameron reached
the
pediatric intensive care unit
,
Monique could be heard yelling and crying throughout the floor. “No, not my baby, not my son
! H
ow, why?”

Wanting to hug and choke Monique at the same time
,
Cameron got his emotions in check to be there for Monique. If she wasn’t anything else
,
she was a great mother
,
and parenthood was her pride and joy. He knew she was hurting and
she
didn’t deserve to go through it alone. He’d slap her with a divorce later.
These hoes just can’t be trusted
.

________

Back at Cameron’s mother
’s
house
,
Tonya walked in
to
the bedroom that her brother and his wife Monique had been occupying to power Monique’s cel
l
phone off. She had left it there since the night of the shooting and it had been ringing off the hook, disturbing her rest. Tonya picked up the ringing and vibrating Samsung
S
martphone to power it off when she noticed her brother
’
s friend Dime
’s
name flash across the display.
Why he calling Monique
’s
tramp
-
ass phone for?
Tonya forwarded the call to voicemail
,
wondering what was going on
,
when a text came through from Dime
.
Remember I took you straight home
. D
on’t tell Cam shit else. Cuh just called me tripping. If you told him anything different let me know ASAP! Oh and delete this message and all my missed calls after you read this message. Love you, Nique!

“Don’t tell Cam what?” Tonya
’s
mouth flew wide open in shock. Tonya had a strong suspicio
n
that Dime and Monique w
ere
fucking. She knew what type of woman Monique was, and she certainly knew what type of dude Dime was. Tonya had been secretly sleeping with Dime since she was sixteen, and she was pissed that he was fucking her brother
’
s no
-
good wife too.
Nigga been dodging me for Monique
’s
undercover
,
bougie, hoe ass! Just wait till I tell my brother this shit
!
Tonya left the room
with
her phone. She was heated to the max.

__________

It seemed like it took forever to calm Monique down. Shocked
,
she lay in Cameron’s arm
s
in the hospital bed that the staff provided for her to rest in and stay close to her son. Monique continued to question herself.
How didn’t I know that my son had been shot? Why didn’t
I
recognize that it was
Tiger’s
face I kissed goodbye when I sent him off with Cameron’s mom Teresa and Dime to drop him off at my parents
’
house the night of the shooting? How didn’t I know, and how did I confuse him with his brother? Tiger is lighter
than
Cameron Jr. How didn’t Cameron
or I
know? I’m such an awful mother!
Tears beg
a
n to fall from Monique’s eyes and onto Cameron’s arm. She looked at Cameron. “Our son shouldn’t have to pay for Keisha’s sins. He’s our son, Cameron
,
not hers. It’s just not fair
; it’s
not.”

Before Cameron could respond
,
his mother and sister walked through the door. A smile appeared across Teresa’s face. She was happy to see her son and his wife reconciling. She knew Monique’s story was hard to believe
,
but for some reason
,
she believed her. Teresa elbowed her daughter Tonya standing beside her, eyeballing and rolling her eyes at Monique. Tonya took her eyes off Cameron and then
,
after briefly looking at the baby lying in the incubator
,
she turned to her brother
,
struggling to keep her cool.
When Cameron walked his mother and sister in
to t
he hallway to explain the baby mix
-
up
,
Tonya passed him Monique’s phone. “Brother
,
you need to check Nique’s text messages out.”

Teresa gasped in disgust, wondering what type of trouble Tonya was trying to kick up. Tonya rolled her eyes at her mother and told her brother to read Monique’s last few text message
s
and to check out her missed calls. As Cameron explained the baby mix
-
up
,
he scrolled through Monique’s missed calls and read a text message that his homeboy
had
sent his wife. Cameron turned blue with rage. After reading the text message several times
,
Cameron walked back inside the hospital room and practically dragged Monique out of the bed, pas
t
his weeping mother and meddling sister. Cameron took Monique in
to
the same private room that he had earlier taken Keisha into and then tossed Monique in a chair like a rag doll.

Monique wiped her puffy eyes and asked him why he had been pulling on her. Cameron tossed her
S
martphone at her and then told her to read her last text message.
“
Read it out loud
,
Monique
,
and then let me see what kind of lie yo
’
lying ass gon’ come up with this time!”

Monique read the text out loud, voice getting lower and lower as she read.
This isn’t
good. Why is all of this happening to me
…
to us?
Fed up
,
Monique sent her phone crashing into the wall. She had
had enough. She mustered up the energy to stand
on
her feet. “I could look you in the eyes and tell you the truth and you still wouldn’t believe me, but it
’
s innocent, Cameron.”