“So, Mrs. Braxton is there anything else that you’d like to share with us?” Detective Drew asked me. He was a balding black man. He was getting on my nerves, but was still better than the white ass holes that had interviewed me about the Khalil situation.
“No.” I sighed.
“Okay, well you’re free to go.” he told me.
I didn’t waste any time in leaving that building. The police had just taken me down for questioning. I had to give them blow by blow details of the home invasion. I guess that it was standard procedure. I was kind of thinking that they were going to question me about Khalil, but they never brought him up. I guess his body hadn’t surfaced yet.
It was still all crazy to me. I had known Khalil for years and never saw this coming. He was a man that women went into withdrawal over, and he had lost his damn mind simply because I didn’t want him. I mean, I knew that I was the shit, but damn. Was it that serious? Surely, he could have found himself a replacement, but then again maybe not. All I knew was that his ass was certifiably nuts. He had almost taken me down, but who could I really blame? They say that when you play with fire you will get burned.
The shocker of the century still went to Shell. She was a low down dirty bitch. Who has the time or energy to play their enemy so close? That was mind boggling to me. I know that Jahrein has an Anaconda swingingbetween his legs, but did it really make women lose their minds? I mean, it was one thing when she was a young fifteen year old being infatuated with a boy, but to carry around that much hatred for a woman just because she has a man…that shit is just crazy. Shell was a cute chick. I mean, she had a nice body and was far from ugly, so why hadn’t she managed to let go after all these years? Why did she feel that I was the person standing in the way of her happiness?
Now, Tyra was just stupid. I might never know all the dynamics of her and Jahrein’s relationship, but she knew what she was getting herself into. She knew that he was with me, yet she thought that she could still have him. That was her bad. She was delusional living in a fantasy world. When a man tells you that he can never be yours; believe him. I don’t care how good he fucked her; she knew that when it was all said and done he was coming home to me. I guess that things changed for her when she had her son. I guess she realized that it was more to motherhood than having some nigga’s baby. She found out that in this world babies didn’t change shit when it came to niggas. She saw that it was her that would be stuck with most of the responsibility. So, instead of her accepting her own mistakes, she blamed me. Nobody placed a gun to her head and made her have a married man’s child. She knew that she could possibly raise that baby alone. But what she thought was that her having his child would tie herself to him for life. She wanted to have a special place in his heart. It didn’t go as she planned, and it must have driven her insane.
Looking at everything, I know that I wasn’t the reason those tramps couldn’t hook Jahrein. No, it wasthem. I’m not saying that I’m not special, because I am. But a man will only do what you allow him to do. Their actions diminished his views on them as women. It had nothing to do with me. Fucking and sucking can't win a real man’s heart. They never stopped to really see why Jahrein remained with me. Beauty was only skin deep, and it can draw millions of men in. But it is the heart that keeps them around. Looks fade so if all you have is that, then you aint got shit. Both of those girls were lost and I was just the scapegoat that soaped up all the blame for the wrongs in their lives.
I had learned some valuable lessons. I knew that I should trust in no man but God. And when I see that a person is poisonous I have to keep my distance. No matter if the person ever crosses me, because when a person reveals their true self to you and you still stick around then shame on you. But the most valuable lesson of them all was to never underestimate a person.
And I have a better understanding on what me and Jahrein have. We came together under some very unusual circumstances. Those circumstances hindered us both in a way. At a time where we both should have been exploring our options we were playing house and making babies. He wasn’t ready and I wasn’t ready. We both had to learn what it truly means to be a man and a woman.
With all the chaos taking over my life I was still standing. A huge part of me knew that this needed to happen. I knew that I would never be the same, and that was okay. Sometimes we all needed something to help us appreciate what God has given us.
When I approached Jahrein’s Escalade my face couldn’t help but form a smile. My bad ass kids were in the back fighting like cats and dogs.
“Mommy, Jahrae is pulling my hair.” Jhyrah whined.
“Let her go.” Jahrein Junior told Jahrae.
“Y’all behave.” I chuckled.
Just then my unborn daughter kicked. She was a survivor for real. All of that trauma and she was still intact.
“I got you, baby.” Jahrein said as he hopped out of the truck and ran over to my side.
He opened the door for me and helped me inside. “Y’all good?” he asked me with his hands planted on my belly as I scooted back in the seat.
“Yeah.” I smiled.
“What happened?”
“They basically wanted me to tell them what happened. I told them everything I knew. What did they ask you?”
“Shit, probably the same things they asked you. But I didn’t really have much to say because I wasn’t going to talk without my lawyer present. You know how these bitches been trying to stick some charges to a nigga for years, so I didn’t want to give them any incriminating details.”
“That’s what’s up, baby. Now I’m just ready to go home.” I sighed heavily. “I need some rest after all this bullshit.”
“Good.” he grinned as he leaned in and we tongue-kissed.
“Ewe.” Jhyrah let out.
“Girl, shut up.” I turned and told her.
“Mommy, you and daddy are disgusting.” she giggled. She was always teasing me, but deep down I was glad that she was still her same happy self. I would be devastated if that bitch Tyra had killed my baby’s spirit.
“Yeah okay, if we weren’t so disgusting you wouldn’t be here.” Jahrein laughed.
“Yuck!!!” Jhyrah spat being the drama queen that she is.
I sat there and laughed my ass off. I had real joy in my heart. I was surrounded by authentic love. At that very moment I realized a few things. I had been searching for something that was right in front of me. All the hating and backstabbing couldn’t tear us apart. I knew that my life wasn’t some fairytale, but still in all I wouldn’t trade it for the world. I didn’t have the perfect man or the perfect family. But what I did have suited me quite well.
