“But I heard that he’s in jail now.” “Yeah, for now.”
“Right, right. I’m sure that he’ll make bond. Eventually. But it sounds like he’ll do some time.”
“And how you came to that conclusion? His sister?” “Nah, nah. Ion even fuck with her like that.”
“Shit, I can’t tell. You was fucking her raw,” I couldn’t help pointing out.
Helightlychuckled.“Listen.Let’sjustsaythatshitaint
always what it looks like. We shared those MyChart results, and I let her feel the meat naked headed, because that’s how you make a bitch dizzy.”
My lashes futtered, realizing that I’d never heard Too Low speak in such a manner, and I was sure that it had been intentional. He probably used to reserve all this for his hoes or whatever.
“I guess. You fucking her raw, but then you’re running back to that other girl.”
“What other girl?”
I sucked my teeth. “Boy, stop it. You know exactly who I’m talking about. The girl that youreallylive with.”
“Mannn,” he drawled. “Ion know what you been hearing, but I promise they got it wrong. None of these bitches out here are special to me. I’m realizing that I’m literally not capable of loving no other woman. Just you, Babi.”
“Pssh.” I pursed my lips. “Yeah, okay.”
“I’m so serious. I’ma keep it a hunnid. I know you with that nigga for the time being, but it’s just a matter of time before he’ll have to sit down for that load. And Ion give a fuck how it makes me look, but I want you back. That means that I’m willing to take care of the twins, and whatever else. I’ll treat ‘em like my own. Fuck it.”
“So, what if Face is going to prison, then you just expect me to jump ship?”
“Nah. I know you. You’ll never leave a nigga for dead. But you and him aint got the history that we got. And I know if he hadn’t came along, then it would’ve still been us. You know it. That’s why you rarely come to the hood. Cause you don’t even trust yourself around me.”
“Anyway—”
“Nah,aintnoanyway.I’mserious,Keshawn.Youcoming
home. I aint having it no other way. I want you to really think about that, for me.”
“Think about it, huh?” “Yeah.”
“Okay, Too Low.” “I’m serious.”
“Me too.”
“Alright,” he exhaled. “I’ma let you go.” “Okay.”
“But Babi…” “Yeah?”
“I still love you, girl. No matter how shit might seem in the middle of chaos. Just know that I’ll go to whatever lengths to have you back at home.”
“I hear you, Too Low. Now, I guess we’ll just have to see how things play out.”
“Yeah, we’ll definitely see. And I’ma welcome you back with open arms. I promise.”
Face
tepping up to the thick, dirty glass in the visitation area, I seen the most beautiful face, standing on the opposite side.
After the last couple of days of feeling anxious, I was relieved to finally see her there physically.
The laws had been on some bullshit, coming at me with all type of trumped up shit. Naturally, I had my lawyer present, and he’d instructed me to keep my lips sealed. So, I’d just sat back listening to what they claimed to know.
