“Look, don’t worry about that shit, just pay me back by not letting me regret letting you go. Now get the fuck on.”
“Wha, wha about Hov? Will he try to kill me if he sees me?”
“I’ll talk to that nigga, but trust me, he’s not worried about you. He is taking care of his family, something you need to be here to do, and as I said, he is not hurting for that money. He a millionaire.”
He held his bloody ear.
“Thank you, man, thank you.” He wiped the tears off his face with the palm of his hand. I got out of the car and jogged back to mine, watching the nigga I been chasing for months drive away.
It was the first time in my life that I could say I showed someone mercy that may not have completely deserved it in the eyes of my old morals, but this nigga wasn’t an enemy compared to the real ones I had now.
I can see now why Amir did what he did with my baby mama because that sympathy shit can just hit your heart out of no where and make you go against everything that you thought you were all about.
Chapter 10
Pernelle
The next day
After spending all those nights at Crew’s spot and then staying at Ciara and Hov’s new renovated house, being back in Castle Hill felt like a prison. Maybe I am being dramatic, but I don’t remember it feeling like this before or smelling so fucking horrid. That's why I am on a cleaning spree now to at least get my apartment straight. I am almost done with the hard part and now I just have to take out the many bags of trash piled up.
My apartment was trashed when I first got back yesterday because Crew told me to leave it after that baby shower and never look back. But unfortunately, I’m back here, and I spent the time I could over the past two days picking up and throwing shit away to try and at least make it a home for my daughter and me. I know people thought I should be scared to stay here by myself, but I wasn't. I wish a motherfucker would come up in my place with the way I’ve been angry lately.
Plus, maybe being away from Crew and his problems will make me a lot safer in the long run. However, I did miss my best friend and the help that she was giving me. I hadn’t had amoment to myself and was even peeing with my daughter in my arms.
When Crew didn’t come back the other night, I realized that he’s just going to be a deadbeat father. I would rather keep Amira away from him than have him disappoint her to the point of her not believing in fathers like I did. I remember when I would hear a girl say something about her dad, and I would roll my eyes out of envy and jealousy and automatically look at her as spoiled. It used to sound like bragging to me when a girl talked good about her dad.That was envy and jealousy I did not want for my baby.
Princeton had come over and helped me clean up a little until he sat down on the couch, eating a bowl of noodles that he found in my pantry.
“Brother, can you watch her while I take the trash out, please?”
“Watch her? I don’t know how to be a dad Chicken head.”
“Stop it goofy. You are just watching her for five minutes. She’s not going to do anything. She’s just lying there and being a baby.”
“I know she is just lying down, but what if she chokes or something?”
“She’s not going to choke. She’s not eating anything. Look, I could use the fresh air. I really need you, bro.”
“Alright, chicken head. But hurry up, I have somewhere to go, and I've got shit to do.”
“Playing video games is not something to do, little boy?”
I joked with Princeton before I walked out the door, swinging the trash all merrily because this little time away from Amira felt like a break.
When I got down the steps, I headed over to the pile of trash stacked tighter than the fence to throw my contribution on it. That’s when I heard some bitches behind me smacking their lips and talking shit.
“I can’t believe she’s back over here.”
I turned around and immediately noticed it was Emoney’s sister and her cousins, sitting on the steps of a nearby building. Of course, they would be down here the moment I decided to walk outside.
“Her ugly ass. Crew must’ve thrown her ass out like trash. That baby probably wasn’t his either.”
They tried to talk shit about me, and I ignored them because it was three of them and one of me. As much as I wanted to slap a bitch right now, I knew I couldn’t beat three bitches up with no weapon. I threw the trash on the pile and turned to walk back to my building, but those bitches got up to follow me while talking even more shit.
“Yeah, bitch. You don’t have your big bad baby daddy with you today, huh?”
“I should slap you for the way you hurt my mama with your bullshit. You fucking embarrassed her and yourself, dumb bitch. My mama was excited about that baby, and you just flat-out lied. Why the fuck did you do that, huh?”
