Faheem Banks
“When the last time you talked to Juniper?” Frankee asked me, looking all crazy.
Mugging her, I eyed her trying to see what she had going on. “Why?”
Juni and Frankee used to be close, and with them getting back in touch with each other, I figured they might have been talking again. But I didn’t trust whatever they had going on. Them two together, were always on some sneaky shit. Talking about Juni made my fucking chest tight. Seeing the way she looked at me when Mixie’s stupid ass said that dumb ass shit, I was convinced she hated a nigga. Right when I thought I could get Juniper back, Mixie fucked that shit up with her miserable ass. I swear I hated that bitch more and more everyday. I never thought I’d see the day Mixie made me sick to my fucking stomach, but she did. Everytime she fucked up my relationship with Juniper, the more I resented the day I met her. I hated that I wasn’t the man I should have been with Juni.
“Eww! Check ya tone. I’m just asking.”
“The other day we ran into each other. Her little mistress pissed her off. We chopped it up until Mixie came up actingstupid as fuck. We got another mediation session next week.” I relaxed back into my reclining chair.
“She ain’t tell you anything… important? What’s been going on in her life?”
”Not forreal. What you know, Frankee?” My sister knew something, and I wanted to know. Frankee couldn’t hold water, and she was itching to tell me. The way she was hinting at something with Juniper.
Juni hadn’t mentioned anything aside from her fake ass engagement to that pussy nigga she called herself being with.
“Not a thing. Buuut… I think you should be my plus one for Juni’s wedding.”
“I ain’t goin’ to that fake ass shit. Imagine me watching Juni marrying her mistress when I’m her husband in real fucking life.” I chuckled sarcastically at the dumb shit coming out Frankee’s mouth. I wish the fuck I would go to that wedding. Juniper better hope I signed them divorce papers in time for her to marry that nigga.
”Why do you keep calling Kojo her mistress? That’s her fiancé. Stop being petty.” Frankee snickered at me, giving me a knowing expression.
“Ain’t that what they call bitches when they fuckin’ with married niggas? I could swore Juni is married as fuck.”
“If that’s the case, he would be her side nigga, not mistress. That’s for females.”
”Nah, that nigga a bitch. He her fuckin’ mistress like I said.”
Frankee threw her hands up in mock surrender, with amusement all over her face. “Let me find out you jealous Juni moved on.”
“Frankee, you can get the fuck outta my house talkin’ that bullshit.” I mugged the fuck out of my sister. Her ass wasn’t even supposed to be at my crib as long as she was. She claimed she needed to borrow some sugar, yet she hadn’t stepped foot in mykitchen to get the sugar. Her ass had been working my last nerve since she got here.
“I’m just saying.” She shrugged her shoulders uncaringly. “I get it. Juni always was fine, but after that ba-, I mean, she gained a few pounds, ass got fatter, hips wider, titties bouncing. She left a pony and came back a full blown stallion. Most niggas would be salty if they fumbled that.”
“I ain’t fumbled shit,” I low key snapped at Frankee. She was tryna poke the bear, and she knew Juniper would always be a soft spot for a nigga.
“Then you shouldn’t have a problem being my plus one.”
“I’m cool, I don’t wanna see that stupid ass shit.” Just the thought of Juniper telling another nigga she loved him made me sick as fuck to the stomach. Hell nah, I couldn’t handle that. I wasn’t that mature to sit through that.
“I’m going to mark you down as my plus one just in case you change your mind.”
“You are wasting your time. I’m not going to that shit. Fuck around and tear that shit up.”
“Whatever you say, big brother.” Frankee waved me off dismissively. “I’m about to go get my nephew. His funky ass mama asked if I could watch him for a little while, and because I miss my nephew, I told her I would.” Forrest had my sister wrapped around his fat fingers. Whatever he wanted, Frankee did for him. If Frankee got for my niece, she got for Forrest. Pregnant and all, she spoiled the fuck outta my little nigga. I was the same way with my niece. “Besides, Majesty been whining too much; she needs someone her size to play with.”
I ain’t think too much of Mixie asking Frankee to keep Forrest, he was the only reason those two got along the little they did. Mixie was probably mad I checked her about Juni, and wanting to be petty, she asked Mixie to keep my seed instead of me. It didn’t bother me any as long as my little nigga was good.
“Take it easy on my niece. You probably be getting on her nerves. Wit’ yo annoying ass.” I picked with my sister. When it came to Majesty, Frankee would always be in the wrong.
”Come get her then. You stay wanting to defend her sassy ass but never want to watch her. Matter of fact, get you a daughter so she can have a playmate.”
”I’m straight with my little nigga. I’ll leave the girls to you and Yaro.”
I was cool with having one and being done when it came to kids. I loved the fuck outta my seed. I didn’t care for all the extra baby mama shit that came along with them. Forrest would have to be enough for me ‘cause I was done when it came to being a daddy.
“Mmmm… Aright, I hear you. Love you.”
