I stopped dead in my tracks because she was getting loud and drawing an audience. I didn't like that loud ghetto shit, so I pulled her to me and spoke calmly.
“Who I’m fucking is none of your concern, because it ain't you. You are my son’s mother and I respect you for that, but after this shit you pulled, even that's questionable. If I trust Kizzie to be around my son, then you trust her too. Like it or not, it's my call. Now let's go so you can take your ass home and get your shit together and spend some time with your son before I take him home. And trust me, your got damn sister better be on her way real fucking soon. Are we clear?”
She looked at me and nodded. Tears were building in her eyes but she didn't let them fall. She knew she was wrong, and I didn't care what the hell she thought at this point. My life, my business. Outside of Jahari, I had no conversation for Anj and she knew that.
“So, I guess that was the baby mama,” Kizzie said the second I walked back into my son’s room. “She’s cute or whatever.”
“She ain't you, though,” I said as I stepped closer to her and kissed her on the neck. She shrugged me off and looked down at my son, who was still in her arms.
“Jock, don't have that trick coming for my girl ’cause you know we don't play that,” Nonie said from across the room. She was sitting on one of Siah's legs, leaning back against his chest. These two swear they were just kicking it, but they asses were all in love and in denial about it.
“Man, chill with all that. Anj knows her lane and she better stay the fuck in it. All she is to me is his mother and that’s it. She don't have no say in who my girl is.”
“Your girl?” Nonie said with a smirk. “Dang what I miss?”
“Not a got damn thing, Jock isn't my man. Red—”
I turned to Kizzie so quick to it made her little ass jump. “Don't make me fuck you up in here. You holding my son and about to say some bullshit like that. Don't even, I mean that, Kiz.”
She rolled her eyes at me and Siah chuckled. “Both your asses need counseling. This some dysfunctional type shit,” he said
“Nigga please, I know you not talking.” I looked right at him and he shot me a bird.
We all chilled for a while longer before Siah and Nonie decided to head out. I convinced Kizzie to stay with me after I promised to get her home later. Jahari had to stay overnight, but I planned to head out when Anj got back so that I could get Kizzie home. But then I was coming right back to stay the night with my son. Hopefully, I could convince Kizzie to stay with me. If so, then Anj could stay or take her ass home. Either way, I didn't care. She was on a short list with me, and I was daring her to try me.
Kizzie
I knew that Jock was pissed because I wasn't going back to the hospital with him, but I had already made plans to stay with Red. This juggling was getting exhausting, especially since Jock kept pressing me about spending time with Red. It was pissing him off, but honestly I just couldn’t quite make up my mind about what I wanted.
“Let me ask you something.” Jock shut off his car and his eyes were on me in a way that had me feeling nervous.
“What?” I sassed trying not to seem fazed by the intense stare he held on me.
“If you know that nigga is cheating on you, then why you still fucking with him?”
“I don't know anything, and why does that matter to you? Don't you have a whole situation that you need to be dealing with?”
The way Jock’s eyes met mine, I knew that he was pissed. But he was always calm, even when I knew he was on the verge of a massive explosion, like right now.
“So you don't trust your girl then? You think Nonie would lie to you? If I’m not mistaken, she saw that nigga with her own two eyes. This isn't some he said, she said shit, Kiz.”
“I believe her, but I at least owe him the benefit of explaining. It's not like I really have room to talk.
“So you haven't even fronted him about it?” Jock laughed sarcastically and then gripped his steering wheel, which I knew he was doing to remain calm.
“No, not yet. I’m just giving it a minute.”
“For what, Kiz? That shit sounds dumb as fuck.”
“Because I don’t know what to do, I don't know what I want, and so what if I don't? You have your own issues to deal with. It's not like I’m the only one you’re dealing with, so what makes you any different from him?”
“If you mean Anj, then fuck her. Did I treat you any different while you were there? Who the fuck did I send home, Kiz? Who the fuck am I with right now? She don't mean shit to me. In fact, all we are is a fucked up situation that gave me my son. I love my son, but I don't feel shit for her. I have to deal with her because of Jahari, but that’s where it begins and ends. So don't act like that shit matters because you know it don't. As for any other female I’m fucking, that's on you. If you figure out what the fuck you want, I’ll let all that shit go, but nah, your ass wanna play and be all confused and shit.