I made it home and jumped in the shower. Once I got out, I called my lawyer and asked him to draw up the paperwork for me to get my son. I wasn’t a cruel nigga; I just didn’t want my son in the middle of his mom’s bullshit. Diamond was starting to make me think that she was mentally unstable for real. I heard a lot of stories about women snapping and hurting their kids, and I wasn’t about to risk that either. My rejection could send her off the edge one day, and I wasn’t about to take that chance. I loved my son too fucking much for that.
A few weeks passed, and I had a court date set for the next month. I didn’t know if Diamond received her court papers or not because she wasn’t answering my calls or answering the door when I came over. I had called my aunt Diane and had her to get a welfare check done for my son because it wasn’t like her to not let me see him at least twice a week. I didn’t fuck with the police, so it was no way that I was about to call them my damn self. I had too much dirt on me as is. It had been almost three weeks since I told her I wanted custody, and I hadn’t seen my son since. The police advised my aunt that Diamond and my son were alright. They also said that if we had no custody order in place, they couldn’t force her to let me see my son. I had her to also request a police report stating that she had a welfare check done because my baby momma was keeping my kid from me and I didn’t know if he was okay. I was going to present this to the judge as well. I wasn’t stupid. If neither one of us had custody, they didn’t give her the right to keep him away from me. That meant that we both should have equal rights to him right now.
Diamond was keeping my son away from me after I already had concerns about her mental state. I was really about to drag this shit. I had so many paper trails showing why I needed my son full time that I probably wouldn’t even have to allow her weekend visitation at all. I was going to let her keep playing with fire because I knew sooner than later, she would burn herself.
Jakari had called me over to dinner just to shit on me. This nigga was goofy as hell to think that I would let him take my son. I was really too nice when it came to him, and he was starting to mistake my kindness for weakness. In reality, I was a cold bitch. I mean, I’m really sicker than the flu. I just wanted to stay in his good graces so we could be a family, but after he showed me this last time that it would never happen, I decided I was gonna hit him where it really hurt and from all angles.
I decided to keep JJ away from Jakari because I no longer trusted him. I didn’t know if he would keep him and not send him back home or what, and I wasn’t going for that. Jakari only hated me because I ruined his perfect image with Harmoni. He had no other reason to dislike me. I was a great mother, and I never asked him for anything outside of his monthly payments.Honestly, that wasn’t even enough. I knew what Jakari was making in these streets, and the little change he gave me was less than a day’s work.
I had to pick my son up from him or meet him to get money at several different locations, so I knew a little bit about a lot when it came to his operation. He thought that I was slow, and I used that to soak up as much as I could just in case a day like this ever came. I had been in love with Jakari since I was a kid, but a bitch could only take being stepped on so many times. I accepted the fact that he would never choose me, and I knew what I would have to do. I was gonna get that nigga off the streets.
I hated Harmoni because I felt like she was the reason my son was hidden from the world for two years. He didn’t know his family on his dad’s side, and he missed holidays and special events with his dad because his time was occupied with pretending to have the perfect life with that bitch. I wanted to ruin her life. I knew in my heart if she wasn’t in the picture, he wouldn’t have hidden JJ.
I crushed on Jakari when I was in elementary and vowed to marry him when I got older. I didn’t fuck him to spite anyone; I fucked him because I always wanted to. Even if he had a different girlfriend, I was gonna shoot my shot regardless. I did wonder what was so special about Harmoni, though. I gave Jakari the son he always wanted, and that still wasn’t enough to make him leave her for us.
When I found out that they were done and that my mission was accomplished, I waited for him to run to me and beg for us to be a family, but he did the complete opposite. He ended up despising me more for letting his secret out, and now he wanted to hurt me by taking the only person away who loved me. That was one evil ass nigga, and he was definitely gonna get his.
I scrolled Harmoni’s Instagram for the tenth time today and looked at her new post. She was always posting her new man,but she never tagged the nigga, so I assumed he didn’t have an account.
I put my best hittas on the job and told them to find out who he was. It was my mission to take that nigga or at least fuck him. I had to get my lick back! Shit was not sweet with me. I saw that he liked to break bread like Jesus said. He took her to all expensive places for their dates, and he even took her on trips. If he was doing all that in the beginning, I could at least get him to upgrade me from a Honda to an Audi.
Jakari had me served with court papers, and the custody hearing for my son was in a month, so I enrolled myself in parenting classes. I didn’t need the classes at all, but it would look good to present. I had also taken money out of my savings to hire a private investigator to follow Jakari because I needed proof of his gang and drug activities. For my child, I would fight to the death of me. The only thing he could say was that I jumped on and robbed his ex. That didn’t have anything to do with parenting, but it had everything to do with him playing with my emotions.
I went over to my mom’s house to drop JJ off for the weekend. I needed a break, and he damn sure wasn’t going with J. When I got there, Taylor was sitting on the couch, and JJ jumped out of my arms to get to his TeeTay. I put him down, and he ran and jumped into her lap. She hugged him and kissed all over his face. I loved their relationship. She was always spoiling my baby. When she put him down, he ran to find my momma in the back of the house.
“What’s up, sis? You looking good. What are you getting into on this kid free Friday?” Taylor asked.
“I don’t know yet, pooh. Do you wanna hit the city tonight?” I asked.
We agreed to go out for drinks, and I was excited. I needed to get my mind off all the bullshit I had going on. Taylor and I wentto my house and got ready for our night out. I called our cousin Quanna, but she was boo’d up, so she declined.
“What you gon’ do about them hoes chipping your teeth? I know you not just gonna let it ride,” my sister asked.
“Damn, did you forget we put that hoe in the hospital? I have a custody hearing coming up, so I gotta keep my nose clean, but in the meantime, I’m trying to fuck her new nigga,” I said, and we both laughed.
“That nigga is fine, sis, but I can’t find out shit about him. I don’t think he’s from here because I can’t find him anywhere on any social media. I’ve been watching ol’ girl’s Instagram and Facebook. She knows better than to tag him.”
“I’m on the lookout too, and I can’t wait for that bitch to slip up and tag him. I’m gon’ be right there waiting to slip on that nigga’s dick,” I seriously said.
Once we were at our destination, I got out of the car and had my sister take a few pictures of me. I posted them on my social media and tagged the bar where we were. When we got inside Speeds, it was lit. Before we could make it to the bar to order our drinks, niggas were stopping us at the door, being thirsty. Taylor and I had niggas buying drinks left and right. The music was banging, and the vibe was everything. I was enjoying my drinks and just vibing when Taylor tapped me on my shoulder and nodded toward the door.
I looked up, and Harmoni’s new nigga was walking through the door with some buff light skinned nigga. When he walked in, he commanded attention. His whole demeanor was on boss status. He looked so damn good that it was no way I would allow him to leave that bar without me getting his number. Damn, how did Harmoni pull that? This bitch just don’t miss!
“Keep your eyes on that nigga. Don’t let him leave this bar without me knowing,” I yelled over the music into Taylor’s ear.
“Girl, he is headed this way now. I don’t need to keep an eye on him. Looks like his eyes are on you,” she yelled back.
I played it cool and pretended I didn’t know they were headed our way. I didn’t want to make shit obvious or seem thirsty. What were the odds of this nigga ending up in the same place as me when I had been on that nigga’s trail trying to find him? It must have been my lucky night. I was gonna show Harmoni that nothing was off-limits when it came to me. I was gonna get what I wanted by any means.
“Excuse me, ma,” he said as he reached over me and ordered a drink.
I danced in my seat a little to the music and pretended not to be bothered by him.
“What you sipping on? Let me buy you a drink,” he said in my ear.
When he did that, his lips brushed against my ear and sent chills down my spine.
“You can get me a Long Island, and if you do that again with your lips, you gon’ be giving me some dick,” I said into his ear.
