“You okay? You look like you see something,” I said.
“I’m fine. Do you know Diamond?” Taylor asked.
“No, I don’t think so,” I said as I faced her.
“So, you don’t know Jakari’s baby momma Diamond?” she asked again but with an attitude.
“I never knew her name, but yeah. What about her?” I asked with annoyance as my face scrunched up.
Taylor placed her phone into her back pocket as I heard tires screech to a halt onto the street near us. That’s when I noticed that Taylor had on brass knuckles. I was taken aback and confused about what was going on until I saw Diamond and another girl jump out of the car that had just stopped beside us.
“That’s my sister, you dumb ass bitch. I know you didn’t think you would get away with that sucka ass shit you did to her,” Taylor said as she threw a punch that instantly dazed me.
I was a skilled fighter; I grew up having to throw them bitches. It was just something about being caught off guard and with brass knuckles that I couldn’t get with. I started swinging back, and I was whooping the fuck out of Taylor, brass knuckles and all. The first punch she threw was the only one she got off on me. I had her against the door of my shop, punching her face so hard that I drew blood. I was so focused on this dumb bitch thatI had forgotten it was an ambush until I felt myself being pulled backward by my hair.
Some Big Foot ass bitch slung me to the ground with no effort, and that allowed Diamond to have one up on me. She sat on top of me and started punching me in my face while the other girls kicked me all over. The big Amazon bitch even kicked me in my face. No matter how hard I fought to get up, I just couldn’t. I didn’t stop swinging, though. I made sure Diamond knew I wasn’t the bitch you could easily whoop.
When it was all said and done, they beat my ass and took all my money. They took my whole Dior purse, so I didn’t have my shop or car keys anymore. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and called Rowdy. His voicemail instantly picked up. I hung up and called again, but the same thing happened. I didn’t want to hear Ciara’s mouth or for us to be riding around all night, looking for those bitches. Instead, I called Carmen, and she was back at the shop in less than five minutes.
“What the fuck! Moni, I’m so sorry this happened to you. I thought I did a thorough check on Taylor. You need to let me take you to the hospital,” Carmen said as she jumped out of the car and rushed to me.
“It’s not that bad, is it? I’m gonna be fine. I just need to clean myself up,” I said as Carmen unlocked the doors to the shop.
I walked into the shop, looked in the mirror, and almost passed out. My beautiful face was now purple, and I had multiple knots on my forehead. My nose was either broken or busted, but it was bleeding and sore to the touch. I couldn’t believe I had been caught slipping like that. When I lifted my shirt, I saw that my side was bruised as well. I didn’t know if I had any internal bleeding, so I allowed Carmen to take me to the hospital. Three bitches had just jumped me, and one of them was damn near six foot, three hundred pounds, with a size thirteen foot that was kicking me in the ribs.
“Ms. Cole, you have a fractured nose, a sprained arm, bruised ribs, and quite a bit of swelling. We will have to put your arm in a sling, and I recommend you be on bed rest while your ribs heal. The good news is that the baby is fine, and the heartbeat is strong. Measuring right on time for eight weeks. You will need to follow up with your primary doctor in a few days to check up on the baby again, but all should be well,” the doctor said, and I began to have a panic attack.
“What baby? I’m on birth control. I think you have my charts confused with someone else. I can’t be pregnant. I just can’t,” I said as I looked at Carmen.
Tuning the doctor out, I pulled out my phone and looked back at the pictures from my first real date with Rowdy. I looked at the date on the pictures, then I counted on my calendar. The day before our date, I slept with Jakari, and I slept with Rowdy a few days after. If the math was mathing, I had slept with them both almost nine weeks ago. I leaned over and started vomiting in the trashcan beside the bed. How could something like this happen to me? I hated the fuck out of Jakari, and I didn’t ever want to have anything to do with him.
“Why are you freaking out? This will be you and Rowdy’s first baby. I’m sure he’s gonna be happy, Moni,” Carmen said once the doctor was out of the room.
“That’s the thing. I don’t know if it’s Rowdy’s or not. I had a slip up with Jakari around the same time,” I said.
Carmen covered her mouth with her hand.
“Please tell me this is a joke. How could you slip up on a good ass dude like that for dog ass Jakari? You gotta be smarter, Harmoni. That wasn’t a smart move at all, boo. I don’t wanna kick you while you down, but that shit was a bad decision,” Carmen seriously said.
“I already know that. I’ve been beating myself up since it happened. Now his baby momma done jumped me and robbedme too. You think I want to deal with this nigga for the rest of my life? I don’t know what the fuck to do.”
“You don’t have many options.”
If I knew for sure that this was Rowdy’s baby, I would be the happiest woman in the world, but now I was heartbroken and depressed. I didn’t know who the baby’s father was, and that complicated things. I didn’t know how I would tell my man that I was pregnant and didn’t know whose kid it was. Although we weren’t official when I slept with Jakari, I knew Rowdy would still be upset with me. I mean, what nigga would be happy to know their girl had another possibility as the father of her child?
“What’s Jakari’s number?” Carmen asked.
“Girl, we not telling that nigga about this baby. Ever!” I sternly said.
“I’m definitely not about to do that. Fuck him! I just have some questions,” she said.
I called out the number, and she called him on speaker.
“Hello?” he answered.
“This Carmen. I’m calling to ask for your baby momma’s last name.”
“Why? What’s up?” he groggily said.
