“Well, tonight, she and two other bitches jumped Harmoni with brass knuckles. Charges will be pressed! I need that info from you, brother!” Carmen said.
“Wait, what? When and where did this happen? Are you sure it was Diamond? I can go handle that shit right now ’cause I don’t even play those types of games. Is Moni alright?”
“You’ve done more than enough. All I need is a last name and an address if you have it. You have caused so much unnecessary drama in this girl’s life, and she was nothing but good to you. I hope you are ashamed of your triflin ass self. I know it was Diamond for sure because she used her sister Taylor to get close to Harmoni, so she could do this,” Carmen told him.
“Damn, that shit crazy, bro. I can’t give you her address because that’s where my son lays his head, and I can’t risk putting him in danger. But her last name is Rogers, and she just started working at the Lorenzo hotel. She should be there tomorrow morning for work. Tell Moni I’m so sorry, and I never wanted to put her in no drama. I’m gonna make shit right on my end.”
“Yeah, right,” Carmen said and hung up in his face.
“We will be pressing charges on this bitch. She needs to be in jail before someone kills her stupid ass. She’s the definition ofdie bout dat dick, and her goofy ass gon’ get what she asking for,” Carmen said, and we both laughed.
My laugh turned into me full blown crying. I just couldn’t understand what I had done in life that was so bad for karma to keep spinning the block on me. This shit had to be payback for something I had done in my past because it just kept hitting me hard. Life was hitting me harder than that big bitch who put these knots on my head tonight.
I had watched talk shows in disgust about bitches who had multiple possible baby fathers. I couldn’t understand how a woman could sleep around like that. Now, I was in the same position, and I wasn’t like those nasty hoes at all.
The hospital kept me overnight to monitor me, and Carmen stayed right by my side. I couldn’t believe I had been caught slipping. The beatdown that I handed to Diamond had been forgotten, and I definitely didn’t think she would come back for revenge. I sat in deep thought as I realized that this girl had really stalked my whole life, and there was no extreme she wouldn’t go to about Jakari. Hoes were really mentally sick, and it was scary how she knew so much about me, and I didn’t know her lame ass from Adam.
I lay in the hospital bed, calling Rowdy and leaving voicemails until his shit was full. The last time I had seen orheard from him was when we left the airport, and I was starting to worry. I had a real emergency, and I couldn’t reach him, so now I was in panic mode. My life was starting to be a damn movie. I was just on the island with my man, enjoying good food and great sex. Now, he was missing, and I had just gotten fucked up by some dusty hoes. This shit wasn’t life.
The next day, I was released and went home. I called Rowdy, and still, his voicemail picked up. He needed to hurry up and charge his phone. Once I did finally get in touch with him, I was gonna tell him what happened without mentioning the baby. I needed my man right now. That Diamond bitch better not think shit was sweet because I was definitely gonna get my lick back and end this shit for good. I hated that she pulled that weak ass shit, but she knew she couldn’t beat my ass one on one. The thing that had my head fucked up was that they jacked me. I mean, them hoes took all the cash I had on me like I was some weak ass bitch. I hoped they enjoyed it because I was gon’ catch all them bitches one by one.
I lay across my couch with my feet elevated, and my arm wrapped up and in a sling. My phone alerted me that someone was approaching my door. I logged into my app, and Jakari was walking up with a brown bag in his hand. He rang my bell, and I spoke to him through my speaker. After the incident with his baby momma coming to my house, I bought myself a ring bell.
“What do you want, J? I’m gonna give you five minutes to get away from my door before shit gets ugly,” I said into my phone.
“Come on, Moni, it’s me! You know I had nothing to do with that. I didn’t even know that girl knew where your shop was or anything about you. She’s crazy and obsessed. I never would have brought this mess into your life intentionally. I’m sorry, man,” Jakari said as he looked into my doorbell camera like a sick dog.
“You’re right about that. You are one sorry ass nigga! I’ve moved on, and I want you never in your life to pop up over here again. I don’t want my nigga thinking that it’s anything going on with us, so please stay away from here. You don’t have my number for a reason.”
“Yo’ nigga? Harmoni, listen to me. I will never allow you to live happily with another nigga! You gon’ have to leave town for that. If I ever see you with somebody, I’m gon’ take shit to the extreme. You ain’t never seen me act a real fool. Please don’t tempt me!” he said through clenched teeth.
“Says the nigga with an almost three-year-old son. Bitch, get away from my door before you get what you begging for! I been wanting to put something hot in yo’ chest for a minute. Get the fuck off my property before I do something justifiable!” I said.
“We shall see. Here’s the money that was taken from you, plus extra to go on bills or whatever you choose to do with it. I’m really sorry I brought this drama into yo’ life, but take everything I said today as a warning. Have an amazing day, beautiful. I still love you, and I promise I’m gonna fix this shit,” he said before placing the bag by my door and walking off.
I decided not to entertain him any further with a response. He was sick in the head. How did he think he had the right to threaten my relationship or my nigga? Jakari was the one with a whole family on the side and a baby momma who was on some fatal attraction type shit. I would never understand his logic. Although his ass was history, I wasn’t about to turn down any money. I eased off the couch and went to grab the bag off the doorstep with my free hand. He had dropped off ten racks, and I was appreciative, but I was still gon’ beat his baby momma and her crash dummies unconscious.
She knew how I got down. I didn’t even know why she tried me again.
The remainder of the day was a blur. I kept thinking about my pregnancy and the fact that my man hadn’t checked in with me. I would fall asleep and wake up, checking my phone, hoping I had a missed call, but I never did. There wasn’t much I could do with my time since I was sore, busted up, and on bed rest. I decided to call Ciara over because I didn’t want to be alone. Although I wasn’t ready to hear her mouth, I just had to go on and get it over with.
An hour later, Ciara was sitting on the couch across from me in disbelief.
“So, you mean to tell me, in twenty-four hours, your trip was cut short due to your man being on some gang gang shit, and you haven’t heard from him since. Your ex-boyfriend’s baby momma had her sister come work at your shop to spy on you, then they jumped and robbed you. You ended up in the hospital with a lot of broken shit, and you found out you’re pregnant, but you don’t know who the father is! Biiiiiiittttccchhh, this some Lifetime movie shit!” Ciara said as she gulped the Hennessy straight out of the bottle.
“Damn, C! When you put it like that, this shit is worse than I thought. I had a wild ass twenty-four hours.” I laughed.
Ciara took off work for the next two days, so she could stay with me. I guess I was really in bad shape because her ass never missed work. She was dead set on finding Diamond and her sister, but she knew that in my current condition, there wasn’t much I could do. She asked me for all the information I had, but all I knew was her first and last name. Ciara found her social media and asked me if that was her. This bitch wanted to be me so bad that she had recently started doing hair out of her house. I laughed.
Ciara logged into her fake Facebook page and made an appointment for the next day to get her hair done. Diamond was not very smart at all. Why would she give her address tosomeone she didn’t know? She couldn’t have thought somebody really wanted those weak ass hairstyles. Carmen had sent an officer to my house this morning to take a report. I gave Carmen permission to show the cameras from outside the shop to the officers, and they issued a warrant for Diamond's arrest, but she didn’t show up to work.
I wasn’t a snitch by far, but now it was the principle. Since she couldn’t leave me alone, I was gonna let her sit in jail and think about her actions. Ciara and I watched a couple Netflix movies while anticipating tomorrow’s shenanigans. Before I went to sleep, I called Rowdy again, only to be disappointed. Ciara kept reassuring me that he would call soon, and I could only hope so.
The next morning, I woke up to the smell of breakfast cooking, so I slid out of bed and followed my nose.
“Good morning, sunshine,” she sang as I entered the kitchen and grabbed a seat on my barstool.
“Good morning, bestie. It smells so good in here.”
