“She got somebody else then.”
That didn’t even sound like Suki. We had open communication. Always kept shit real. That’s why I fucked with her. It wasn’t light work, no pressure, and we had that chemistry. Not to mention, her pussy kept me calling back. It’s something else fucking with her, and I normally moved around on bitches. With Suki though, it had me a lil’ fucked up knowing she got down like that.
“Maybe she had post nut clarity. If she’s a good girl, she might’ve felt bad after you having her do all kinds of nasty shit to her that girl ain’t probably used to.” She shook her head as if she knew Suki personally.
“Nah, Ma, this one ain’t got shit shy about her.”
“Then hell, I don’t know what to tell you, Devin because you got all the answers. How about you ask her?”
“We don’t move like that.”
“What you mean move like that? So y’all can fuck but not communicate?”
“She shut me out a minute ago. I thought this shit could be different.”
“Oh yeah, she’s got her nails in you. You’re over here asking your mama for advice.” She evilly grinned.
“What the hell you happy about?”
“I’ve seen a lot come but none ever stay. This one might be staying if she’s got you stressing out.”
“Ain’t nobody stressing.”
“You can lie to whoever, but I birthed you. You ain’t never too far in life away from me to not know you.”
There wasn’t even shit else for me to say. I got up, kissed the side of her head and stuck a roll in her hand.
“I’ll be back later this week.”
“You can’t run from your feelings. Talk to her. It won’t make you less of a man. Put that ego and pride to the side before you be alone.”
“I ain’t never alone, Ma. I got hoes for all 365 days, 366 too.”
“You can have as many hoes you want, but you can still be lonely with a full bed.”
“I’ll hit you later, Ma.”
“Love you, Devin.”
“Love you too. And tell my other son he better be with you next time too,” she said, referring to Rayzor.
“I got you.” I chuckled.
After that conversation, I thought about hitting up Suki but didn’t because I had a long day ahead. I brought it up to ma, but it wasn’t on me bad enough to start saying shit I couldn’t take back. I just wanted a woman’s opinion because it wasn’t sitting right with me.
On the drive from mama’s, I smoked to get my shit right. The shit I had with Janice wasn’t enough because her words had me thinking about Suki. I’d been trying to hit her ass up, but my shit wasn’t going through.
Crazy ass hoe blocked me.
I was pushing up on Rayzor after him and E touched back down from a quick trip to Vegas. That nigga slipped out in the night after the cookout and his ass ain’t tell me shit. I didn’t find out until I hit him to make a transaction and that nigga was in Vegas.
“Nigga, you eloped?” I asked him while dapping up.
“Shit, maybe.”
I followed behind him into the crib, taking a seat in my normal spot. Rayzor was a creature of habit. Things always change but never his habits. We’ve been doing the same shit for years. Our layouts were always the same. I could always tell when shit was going south by patterns.
“E good now?”
