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Chapter Six

Timmy was at his parents’ house debating with himself if he should tell them that they would soon be grandparents. When his sister, Teri, walked in, she was excited to see her brother. They were close.

“What in the world are you doing here, brah?” she asked with a hug.

“Just visiting, I guess.”

Teri could see in his face that he was lying. “Come hollah at me in my room.”

Teri walked to her bedroom and Timmy followed behind her. “What’s going on?” he questioned.

“That’s what I should be asking you. Don’t act like I haven’t known you all of your life, so spill it.”

Teri was his older sister by three years, so they were the closest out of all of the three other brother and sisters.

Timmy stood there, nervous about telling his dirty secret. “I messed up.”

“What? Let me find out your churchy ass is fucking up,” she joked. He shook his head. “What the fuck you do to have you looking like you sold your soul to the devil?”

“I, um…” He took a moment to gather his thoughts. “Got this girl pregnant.”

“What? I thought you were saving your dick ‘til marriage. Ain’t that part of being a born again Christian?”

Timmy was far from a saint when he was a teen. He fucked random bitches and hustled hard to make money. Drug dealing had gotten him a lot of money, but it also got him in a lot of trouble. He did six months in a boy’s village, and then he vowed to leave that lifestyle in the past.

“I messed up. Then, she’s the pastor’s daughter.”

“Timmy, you better be fucking with me! Who gets the pastor’s daughter knocked up?” Teri laughed.

“I’m glad you find this funny, but ever since I found out, I can’t sleep. I can’t eat. I can’t think straight.”

“Damn, brah. You just knocked her up. You act like you killed her ass or something.”

“I might as well have. I can only imagine how her father will react when he finds out. I think I’ll lose my job.”

“If it comes to that, you know I got your back, okay?”

“I feel you, but the last time you had my back I was on the corner selling drugs for your boyfriend. I’m over that.”

“Money is money. When you got a fucking mouth to feed, you can’t be choosy where you get it from.”

“I will never sell drugs again. God forgave me once, I’m not sure he’ll forgive me another time for almost killing someone over shorting me money. I was greedy then and money was the only thing I could think about. I can’t have mom and dad worried that I would end up dead or in jail for a very long time.”

“That was some years ago. You know Curtis is on a whole other level with his shit now. He’s been in the business for a long time and I can get you back in just like that.” She snapped her fingers.

“No thanks. So, why are you still living here if your dude is making all this money?”

“Because I left his house when I found out he had a price on his head.”

“Okay, but you’re still dealing with him?”

“Yeah. I figured I might as well be his bitch ‘til the end. Eventually, somebody will catch up with him and kill him. I’m not ready for that day to come, but I’m wise. I know the shit can happen.”

“Teri, you sound crazy. You know if they have a hit out on him, you can get mixed up in that mess too.”

“I’m good, Timmy. Niggas don’t fuck with bitches. If they get at him, they’ll let me go.”

“What? Are you listening to how dumb that sounds?”

“I’m for real. This one nigga got at Curtis while we were at the mall, but he let me go. But on the real, Curtis handled his shit. I know if it ever comes down to some shit, he’ll protect me.”

“I’m done with this conversation,” Timmy said while shaking his head.

Three weeks later, Timmy found himself constantly thinking of Alexandria and their baby. He was supposed to be studying for a fellowship retreat where he would preach to young men. He knew it wouldn’t be long before Alexandria started showing or showed signs of being pregnant.

There was a knock at the door and it didn’t break his thoughts. Then, there was another knock. When Timmy opened the door to his apartment, he saw Curtis standing before him dressed to kill. He wore an Enyce fitted black hat low over his eyes, an Enyce leather coat, jeans, and a pair of Jordan’s to match. He wore a lot of blinding jewelry and it was obvious he wasn’t a stranger to getting money.

“What’s up, nigga?” Curtis asked while not waiting to be invited in. He stepped past Timmy, and then turned toward him. “My girl said you got a shorty on the way and you might be down to get this paper again.”

Timmy quickly grew mad at Teri, and then mad at himself for telling her his problems. “She was mistaken. I’m good.”

Curtis looked around his apartment and admired how he had it laid out. It was obvious that he didn’t have all his fly shit, luxury apartment, and car from the money he made at church. “I’m glad to see you made your money last to get out of the game, but we were a force to be reckoned with. We can be even better if you just say the fucking word.”

Timmy watched Curtis sit on his expensive leather sofa and knew that he could easily make enough money to provide for Alexandria and the baby, but he knew he never wanted back in such a sinister lifestyle. “Like I said, I’m good. What you got going on with my sister, that’s between the two of you, but I don’t want anything to do with you and the way you make your money.”

Curtis stood to his feet and looked at Timmy with intimidating eyes. “I fucks with what you’re saying, but if you change your mind, you know how to get at me.”

Timmy reached out to shake his hand, and said, “Maybe one day you’ll walk away just like I did.”

“I fucking doubt that shit!” Curtis laughed a little.

On his way out of the door, he almost knocked Alexandria on her ass as she was about to knock on the door. When they noticed each other, Curtis quickly knew she had to be the knocked up bitch Timmy was fucking. Alexandria had no idea how Timmy knew Curtis and was nervous to see them together. It was obvious that Curtis was hood and would kill a nigga for looking at him wrong. Seeing the two of them together was like seeing God and the devil chilling together.

One night when Alexandria was partying with her home girls at the club, Curtis noticed how sexy her ass was in a short, jean jumpsuit that made her round ass poke out. She had on high heels that made her about six feet tall. She had on small diamond earrings, the ones you got when you worked a legit job. She wore MAC makeup and false lashes. She easily looked twenty-one, but her baby face told she wasn’t.

At the club, she danced and grinded her ass on his dick all night long. He brought so many drinks for her and her crew that they treated him like he was famous. After the club, Curtis and some of his niggas took them back to his place. Some of her friends were so gone off the money they made so they fucked them without asking for the pussy, except for Liz and Sofia. Curtis tried to get Alexandria to fuck, too, but she thought Timmy would be able to tell if she had another dick in her or not. And, she had feelings for him and wanted to be true to what they had, even if they weren’t a couple.

Shortly after a few of her friends got down and fucked with random niggas, Liz, Sofia, and Alexandria left Curtis’ house. Liz wasn’t feeling the orgy because it was six bitches to ten niggas. She wasn’t down to be a part of that shit. Neither was Sofia and Alexandria.

Curtis stayed fucking other bitches and that was the main reason he sent Teri back home to her parents. He knew she would believe some shit that a hit was put out on him, but that was some bullshit. Plus, it became more and more obvious that Teri stuck around for the money because she would fuck niggas behind Curtis’ back as if he wouldn’t find out because she knew about the bitches he fucked. He kept her close, though, because she knew where he kept his shit stashed and other incriminating shit. He couldn’t fuck around and leave her just yet.

“What’s up, shorty?” Curtis asked while looking Alexandria up and down, wondering what her pussy felt like.

“Nothing much,” she said shyly.

“That’s what’s up.” He winked at her and she felt her stomach flip because she didn’t know why he was there.

When he left, she rushed over to Timmy and questioned how he knew Curtis.

“That’s my sister’s boyfriend. You won’t be seeing much of him, though.”

“That’s cool.” Alexandria felt relieved.

Before Alexandria got naked to fuck, she quickly thought what life would be like if she fucked with a drug dealer. She knew her and her baby would be taken care of. She knew Timmy was too much of a saint to even consider going back to selling, so she promptly got that out of mind.

Chapter Seven

Timmy felt like shit because a little before he found out that Alexandria was pregnant, he started dating Megan. They both had strong feelings for each other and talked about marriage in the future. Timmy didn’t know how to tell Megan about him knocking up the pastor’s daughter. He didn’t know how to tell Alexandria that things between him and Megan had gotten serious.

It was Saturday night when Timmy washed away his stress with a bottle of scotch. He knew his drunken state would have been frowned upon by his church members, so he unplugged the phone and turned off his cell phone. He enjoyed his scotch and for the first time in a long time, his thoughts were empty.

Alexandria was about five months pregnant and her skinny frame started showing it. She wore loose close to hide her baby bump and at church, she always walked with a hand fan in front of her belly just in case she looked pregnant to somebody.

When she walked into the bathroom after needing to pee for the fourth time, she saw Megan and her friend, Lucy, talking while at the mirror. She didn’t bother to speak because she knew Megan wanted Timmy. She rushed into the stall, and Lucy and Megan shook their heads, both wondering why she was so rude.

“So, why am I the last to hear that Timmy is thinking about proposing to you?” Lucy asked while washing her hands.

“I’m not sure where you get your gossip from, but Timmy and I haven’t gone down that road yet.”

Alexandria almost fell in the floor not paying attention to the toilet that she almost missed.

“Y’all have been dating for a minute now. I would only assume that you slept with him at least once, because men don’t deal with women for over a year and not hit it.”

“You are a fool! I keep telling you that we haven’t had sex yet.”

“Then, what are you waiting for? You know if you ain’t sleeping with him, somebody else will.”

Megan rolled her eyes. “Please, that man loves me and I love him. We do things to satisfy our sexual needs, but we haven’t gone there.” Megan looked at Lucy to clarify what she thought about her relationship with Timmy.

“Whatever.”

Alexandria didn’t bother to use the bathroom. She pushed the stall door open and gave Megan an evil look. “You might think you know Timmy, but let me tell you this, Miss Thang! The reason Timmy hasn’t bothered to fuck you is because he has been fucking me. You might be the woman he wants to marry, but
I’m
carrying his baby!”

At that moment, Alexandria was in Megan’s face and Lucy tried to get in between them. Alexandria was ready to fight after spilling her little secret.

“Your little fast ass is not pregnant by Timmy. You need to sit yourself down somewhere.” She pushed Alexandria in her forehead with her index finger.

Alexandria lifted up her shirt and pulled her skirt under her belly so that the true shape would show. “So, what now, bitch?” Alexandria yelled.

“That is not Timmy’s baby, you cruel little tramp!” Megan had tears in her eyes.

Alexandria went into her purse and retrieved her cell phone. She showed Megan and Lucy a text message that Timmy sent her that morning that read:

I can’t wait to feel our child kick again. That’s love
!

When Megan realized the message was from Timmy’s phone, she screamed and cried. “You better be lucky you are pregnant or I’d kill you. I hate you for sleeping with my man!”

“You hate me? I was fucking him way before he was your man. You better get your facts fucking straight.”

“It’s funny that Timmy never once mentioned you.”

“For real,” Lucy added. “I’ve never heard anybody mention that he was seeing you.”

“It was a secret.”

“That’s sad because almost everybody in the church knows Timmy loves me. I guess a meaningless night of pleasure is all you’ll ever be to him,” Megan said in a matter of fact tone.

“Night? You wish. We fuck probably three times a week. I’m the one who makes him cum when you only hold his hand.” Alexandria laughed.