“Hi, handsome.” I smiled, hearing Juniper respond to my son. Maybe she wasn’t holding a grudge against a nigga.
“You hear her, Forrest, she callin’ you handsome now, but she kept tryna play you like you was finna be ugly before you were born.” I couldn’t help myself but to be petty. I was done after that though.
Smacking her lips, Juniper gave me a death stare. Scoffing at me, she turned to Mr.Wells. “Can we get this over with? I got to get home to my fiance.” Juniper tried to be slick moving her left hand, trying to flash her tiny ass engagement ring.
“Who you engaged to, Papa Smruf? That tiny ass diamond you oughta be embarassed wearing that shit on yo finger. How you go from rockin’ karats to pebbles?” Juniper wanted to piss a nigga off by speaking on her being engaged, but fuck that bitch nigga she thought she was moving on with.
“Fuck you, Faheem,” Juniper evilly spewed out of her curled up lips.
“Whenever, wherever, maybe we can work on that baby we talked about.” I smirked, licking my lips at Juniper. I could see her body shuttering even though she tried to hide that shit from me.
“Not when you gave my baby's name away like the childish petty ass nigga you are.”
I chuckled seeing how pissed Juniper was over me giving my son the name she came up with. Shrugging, I smiled at her. “I had to keep you in my life somehow since you wanted to run off with other niggas.”
“Please don’t be delusional. I didn’t run anywhere. I removed myself from that toxic ass situation before you and your bitch drove me crazy. Now I’m here to end this so you canbe a…” Juniper's lips curled in disgust as she paused looking Forrest and me up and down. “... family, and I can move on with my man.”
“Aye, ain’t we supposed to do therapy or some shit like that before we can get divorced?” I asked Mr. Wells. The thought of Juniper marrying another nigga didn’t sit right with me. My gut was speaking to me, and I wasn’t finna ignore that shit.
“Uhh, yes, if one or both parties wish to do so. It’s a possibility.” Mr. Wells nervously fidgeted with his hands.
“Well, I wanna do therapy. I’m not ready to lose my wife.”
“Hell no, I’m not doing that. It’s too late for all that. We’ve been separated for almost two years. I just want to be done with all this.” Juniper’s eyes were wide as she looked between me and Mr. Wells.
“Unfortunately, Mrs.Banks, if one of the divorcing parties requests counseling to save the marriage, you have to do at least three sessions before we can move forward. I will have our secretary schedule your first session with one of our marriage counselors.”
“This is bullshit!” Juniper huffed, slamming her back in her chair, folding her arms across her chest.
“Shit!” Forrest exclaimed, clapping his hands happily. Forrest's little bad ass knew he wasn’t supposed to be cussing, but he was tryna be cute in front of Juniper.
“You gotta watch ya mouth in front of yo stepson. You know babies like to repeat stuff.” I smiled at her cockily knowing I was getting under her skin.
Juniper stood up, showing her new thicker frame. I licked my lips because her body looked a million times better. “You know I was coming here to be the bigger person and try to find a common ground for us to be on, but nope. I’m going to go before I fuck you up in here. I guess I’ll see you at our first counselingsession.” Juniper picked her purse off the ground, storming out of the office.
“Forrest, I see how you lookin’, but Juni ain’t it for you. She yo step mama.” I was smirking as I talked to my seed, but my eyes were glued to Juniper's ass swaying out the door.
***
“Fuck her ass. Ion like her bad influence having ass.” Gee mugged me as we sat on my back porch facing a blunt together.
Since I had Forrest, I didn’t smoke in my crib no more. Over the years, Gee became my nigga. We’d grown closer as I started branching out from Big Frank’s operation. Gee was a nigga of many trades. He had his own construction company that he ran, and he helped me with getting certain shit together for my business that I needed. He turned out be cool, and I fucked with him the long way.
He came over to watch the game with me, but we ended up out here talking about bitches, and Juniper came up. Gee didn’t like Juniper, he blamed her for Daelite leaving him. That nigga hadn’t been right since she left his ass. Gee went from being the player of the year to a stalking ass nigga. Daelite went and got her another nigga, and she gave him a baby. Gee didn’t take that shit well. But he wasn’t bending on being with one broad. He still had four bitches he claimed to this day. None of them came close to how he felt about Daelite, and the nigga never let anyone forget it.
“How you mad at Juniper when Daelite gave you the option of being with her, but you ain’t want it?”
“She gave me a fuckin’ ultimatum like I’m some little ass nigga. Her ass knew what the fuck we had going on,” he angrily spat, scowling at me. “Dumb ass bitch, I swear I should go shoot her fuckin’ house up.”
“There you go with that shit. Yo ass in love but don’t want to acknowledge the shit.” I shook my head at Gee, then took a hitof the blunt. “My nigga, you ain’t yo daddy, and Daelite ain’t yo mama.”
Gee had been fucked up since his daddy killed his mama. See, his parents were fucked up forreal. His mama, Frannie, was a trick that went after niggas with deep pockets like his dad, Big G. He was an old head that came up with my daddy. Somehow, Big G fell in love with Frannie, and shit was all bad after that. Frannie would get caught fucking off, Big G would fuck her up. It was a never ending cycle that got worse and worse over the years. It didn't matter that they did all that crazy shit in front of Gee, they didn’t give a fuck. When Gee was like fourteen, all the shit came to a head when Big G caught Frannie fucking his brother. He killed all three of them in a murder-suicide. Gee always said that’s when his perspective on bitches changed. He said he could never trust a bitch enough to fully commit to them, and that’s why he kept multiple bitches at the same time. He never sugar coated anything when it came to the broads he dealt with. If they couldn’t deal with the way he lived, they could leave. He lived by that, or at least he did. But Daelite fucked him up, and he hadn’t been right since.
“I don’t love these bitches. I fucked with Daelite a certain way, and I expected her to fuck with me the same way. She jumped ship as soon as shit didn’t go her fuckin’ way. She killed my seed and then turned around to have a baby by another nigga. Fuck that bitch forreal.”
“Well then let her ass be then. She seem happy, and she got her own family.”
”Fuck her happiness. She owe me a fuckin’ baby, and until I get my seed back, I’ma run her and that bitch ass nigga crazy.”
