My heart skipped a beat. “What’s that?”
He licked his lips. “You said that it had to be grand. With all your friends and family present. With a big ass rock.” He dropped to one knee. “You remember that?”
“Oh, my God.” I covered my eyes, and bawled. Because this couldn’t be happening. Like seriously.
Face squeezed my hand. “Baby, what chu crying for?” “How…” I uncovered my eyes and dried my tears. “How did
you remember that, after one conversation?”
“I remember everything you say, Babi.” He released my hand to pull a black box out of his pocket. When he snapped it open, I nearly fainted. The diamond on the ring was huge. Just like I’d always wanted.
My bottom lip trembled, as I was about to cry all over again. “Is, is this real?”
He nodded. “It can’t get no realer, girl. I know in my heart that
you the woman for me. And I’m done with that baby mama/ baby daddy type of thing. We grown-ups, and when it’s real like this, then the only real thing to do is to solidify what’s already been established. That’s why I bought this strip. Just for you. To do whatever you want. Cause this is your world. I promise. Just do this one thing for me. And that’s it. Will you marry me, Keshawn?”
Blinking back tears, I nodded, finally accepting that this is my fucking life. And I was gonna live it.
“Yesss.” I nodded, as he slid the ring onto my finger. “I’ll marry you.”
And just like that, I had everything I ever asked for, and didn’t have to ask twice. Which was exactly how it was when it’s real.
Too Low
Standing at the phone, it was time to make my daily calls, while there was a long line behind me.
Shaking my head, I was pissed that I was back in the county jail, waiting to have a fucking bond. The DA was doing everything in his power to keep me locked up, claiming that I was a fucking threat to public safety.
I already knew that Face was using his money to pull the strings, and had me fighting against a damn near unstoppable machine. My lawyer had already laid out everything to me, letting me know that somebody provided home surveillance footage to build this case against me and my codefendant.
Shit was crazy. Just when I thought that things was finally going my way…nevertheless, it wasn’t over until the fat lady sang. So, I wasn’t going down without a fight, and now just had to make sure that these hoes was still on the right team.
So, I dialed Mattie up, and listened to the operator, before she came onto the line.
“Hey,” she spoke dryly, sounding defeated. “Damn. What’s wrong with you?”
She breathed into the phone. “Everything.” “Like what?” I wanted to know.
“Like the fact that I’m fucking pregnant and crashing on fucking couches, nigga.”
I scratched the side of my head. “So, you still aint talking to your people?”
“Nope. Aint nobody fucking with me. Especially when I’m too far along in this pregnancy to terminate. They hate the idea of me having your baby.”
Holding the phone, I tried to hold back my chuckle. Iknew that Face always had a soft spot for his little sister, and probably hated the very idea of her having my baby. He was gonna be the uncle to my lil’ one. Talk about poetic fucking justice.
“That nigga will eventually come around,” I told her.
“That nigga? I didn’t even mention my brother. You see how he’s always on your mind? You haven’t learned yet? You literally sitting in jail because you obsessed with him and Babi. Meanwhile, her freaked out ass is pregnant again.”
“Obsessed? Nah, you got me fucked up. And quit lying. Babi aint no fucking pregnant.”
“Pssh, nigga you wish that I was lying. Her and Face just had a destination wedding. Had them wedding planners pull off a fucking miracle. They planned and executed a wedding just thirty days after he proposed. And come to find out…Babi was already pregnant. Was definitely pregnant when she dragged your bitch. So, while your delusional, tender dicked ass isplaying all these games, your bitch is gone. Literally three kids in with Face. She’s
his wife. The mother of his kids. And she don’t want your broke ass—”
I hung up on that bitch, deciding right then that I was done with the game, when it came to her. She’d pissed me of for the last time, and she would soon see what it was like to be on my bad side.
