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Red shook her head. “Well, Jahrein I know that you don’t want to hear this, but let that shit ride. Whoever did this is a pathetic soul. Why waste your time and energy on this? Focus on your wife and kids. For the past few months you and Raven both have stringed other people along. That’s the reason this shit is so fucked up. We kept trying to tell y’all to handle y’all issues before you drag other people into this shit. You played with a few people’s feelings and she for damn sure played with Killah’s. That’s what happens when you deal with matters of the heart. That’s why I’m telling you and Raven to just let the shit ride. It will all eventually die down.”

I had to agree with Red on that. We were both being selfish and I was wise enough to realize that. So, I saw things a little differently than Jahrein. He wanted tofuck up whoever wronged him even if he brought on their actions.

“Mama, I feel you but you have to look at it like this. If I let shit like this slide things could get deeper. You can’t let anybody in the streets think that you’re weak. So, if a broad did this I’ll say my piece and let it go, but if that nigga Khalil is behind this I will kill his ass.” Jahrein fumed.

That was the first time that I really regretted leaving Jahrein. I inadvertently brought unnecessary drama into our lives. Now, that we wanted things to return to normal the outsiders wouldn’t allow it.

I was deep into my own thoughts when someone rang the doorbell. Red made her way to the door and answered it. I could tell by her body language that there was an unwanted guest standing in front of her.

“Jahrein!” Red called out.

I sat and watched as he walked over to the door. “What are you doing here?” he asked who ever stood on the other side of the door.

I just knew that it had to be a broad on the other side. So, I got up and wobbled my way over to the door as well. I stood next to Red and watched as Tyra acted a plum fool.

“Your son needs you!” she shouted as she tried to shove her son inside the house.

That was my first time getting a closer look at her little boy. He looked just like my kids. The pain I felt in my heart was too much to bear. He was a living reminder of my husband’s betrayal. I couldn’t even move. So, I just stood there frozen stiff.

“You tripping!” Jahrein barked as he picked the little boy up and carried him towards her Ford Focus.

Tyra swung wildly hitting him in the back. “No, you and your bitch keep him!” she screamed.

She was so angry and I was pissed that she felt that way. She was acting as if she’d been violated. An outsider would have thought that I had been sleeping with her man the way she was carrying on. That broke me out of that trance.

“I got your bitch!” I roared as scurried towards her. Red was trying her best to restrain me.

Just then Ray-Ray pulled up. He jumped out of his truck so fast that if I would have blinked I would have missed it. “What the fuck is going on?” he asked Jahrein as he continued to argue with Tyra.

“I got it Ray-Ray. I’m just handling this broad.” Jahrein told my daddy.

“It don’t look like you’re handling it to me. Why the fuck is she at my house with this shit?”

“Cause, I’m tired of him and your daughter mistreating my son!” Tyra interjected. “This shit has been going on for too damn long! He couldn’t even be there for my damn delivery because that stupid bitch wouldn’t give him the phone!”

“Fuck your son, bitch!” I shouted as I struggled to get to her, but Red would not release me. It was all coming back to me. The only time that I had an encounter like that was when some bitch called with a crying baby in the background. That had to be her, and she was the reason we went on that trip to the Bahamas. I should be thanking her. Jahrein didn’t leave my side for weeks during that time, so I knew that it had to be a while before he even saw her baby. That meant that she went through her labor alone. Too damn bad for her.

“Raven, stop. You are pregnant.” she tried to remind me. Wasn’t I always pregnant?

“Let me go.” I cried. I was so upset that I was actually crying. I wanted to kill that bitch Tyra for damn near ruining my life. Yeah, I was mad at Jahrein too, but I really wanted her. She had a lot of damn nerve.

Jahrein tried to place the little boy in his mama’s car but she wasn’t having it. Every time he’d sit the boy down she’d pick him right back up. They seemed oblivious to him crying at the top of his lungs. “He’s going with you!” she kept screaming.

Finally, Jahrein grew frustrated and slapped the hell out of her. I gritted my teeth wishing that it was my hand that went across her face. Tyra stood there holding her face as Jahrein placed her son in the car. Once he tried to walk away she took a swing at him missing him by inches. He turned around and proceeded to choke her. That’s when Ray-Ray stepped in and pulled him away.

“I hate you! You said that you always be there for us, you liar! I hate you! How can you call yourself a man and then turn your back on your own flesh and blood?!” she sobbed uncontrollably.

“I told your ass that I couldn’t be there like you wanted from the beginning! You wanted him, remember? You poked those holes in my condoms! You wouldn’t take the money for the abortion! Those were all your decisions!” Jahrein lashed. I had never witnessed him being so harsh. He would have killed me if I’d aborted any of our children, so I was surprised that he’d tried to get her to get an abortion.

“Fuck me, right?” she cried. “You have a million kids with this bitch, but I should have killed mine? Whywould you say some shit like that? Your son can hear you!”

That caused me to think of my own children so I looked back at the doorway to find the kids standing there. “Go in the house!” I shouted.

“What's going on, mommy?” Jhyrah questioned.

“Just go in the house.” I demanded as I ushered them inside. “Take a seat, okay.” I dictated as I headed back outside.

Tyra was still running off at the mouth. “Look at this bitch! She’s pregnant again. That probably aint your baby, but you got the nerve to act funny with your for sho’!”