“Oh, my God. Y’all gon send me to my grave early with all this bullshit!” Red vented as she held her chest.
Ray-Ray pulled Jahrein out of our room, but I could still hear his crazy ass rants. “Man, I’ma hurt your daughter, main. She playing with my heart, dog. She just wanna be with somebody else. That’s why she doing this to me. Let me go! I’ma kill myself.” he screamed. Then I heard loud sobs. He was actually crying.
“Jahrein, stop. Calm down.” I heard Ray-Ray tell him. “Raven, come here!” he called out to me. I slowly walked to the living room.
“What’s going on with you and him?” he asked, as Jahrein stood there wiping away his tears.
“Everybody is telling me that he was at Melissa’s house and they’re saying that her baby is for him.”
He sucked his teeth, like I sounded stupid. “Girl, how many times have we told you about listening to other people? Now, I aint with Jah all the time, but I was with him these past two days. He was makingmoney. Melissa live over there but he wasn’t with her. And her son is supposed to be for Khalil, so I don’t know where you heard that shit from. That’s both of y’all’s problem. Y’all wanna sit and listen to what people tell y’all.
Baby girl, I realized a while ago that these niggas don’t look at you as a little girl. And plenty of them want a piece of you. I hate that shit but it’s something that I can’t change. Now, Jah aint perfect and I was pissed about how he got you pregnant, but I know that he loves you. I know that, if I don’t know nothing else. You might be feeling trapped by all this shit you have to deal with, but the nigga aint as bad as you think. I don’t intervene because I can’t protect you from heart break. But you got me fucked up if you think that I would sit back and watch him fuck over you.
A man will be a man, baby girl, but before the other day did he evernotcome home? Don’t he buy everything for y’all son? Don’t he go out and bring you food every night? Aint he at every doctor’s appointment? Don’t he rub your back at night? Look, I aint trying to uphold nobody but I’m just trying to get you to see that he is there for you. There are a lot of young boys that wouldn’t do the same. You need to keep people out your business, and don’t let others infiltrate on what y’all got.”
My daddy was saying a lot of shit, but I was still stuck on him saying that Melissa’s baby is for Khalil. Had I been duped? It sure seemed that way. I was feeling like a complete fool, but at the same time, I still felt that there was some truth in Khalil’s words. I just knew that Jahrein was cheating.
“Jahrein is not going to be faithful.” I told Ray-Ray.
“I’m not cheating on you.” Jahrein interrupted. “You just listen to what people tell you, and you the one walking around with hickeys on your neck.”
“Who put a hickey on your neck?” Ray-Ray asked me with a raised brow.
Why did I have to explain to either of them? “This is not a hickey. You know I get red wherever mosquitoes bite. I was sitting at the park all day yesterday.”
“That aint no damn mosquito’s bite!” Jahrein roared.
Red smirked, as she folded her arms. “Jahrein's ass would know.”
“Hold up!” Ray-Ray halted him.
“Man, Ray-Ray she lying!” Jahrein insisted.
Ray-Ray turned to me. “You need to sit down and talk to him. I don’t know where your little ass went, but I know damn well that you wasn’t with some nigga!”
My daddy was yelling at me, like he was seconds away from kicking my ass.
From the looks of it I wasn’t going to be able to shake Jah’s ass. My daddy was riding for him and I really didn’t have a leg to stand on. At that point I was confused. You see, I loved Jahrein and it was painful to think that he was with other girls. So, I often tried to convince myself that I didn’t want him anymore. Truthfully, I couldn’t even imagine a world without him. He was like my brother, father, and man all rolled into one.
For the remainder of that afternoon Ray-Ray and Red played mediator as Jahrein and me tried to iron out our issues. It was clear that they were trying to keep us together, even though I didn’t understand why. Atthe end, I gave in and agreed to give his ass another chance.
That night we got it in, and he kept reassuring me that he loved me with all of his heart. For some strange reason I believed him, for once. He also asked me if I cheated on him. I told him no, but it didn’t seem as though he believed me.
He was inspecting my body for other marks or any indications that someone else had been here. He swore that I had been tampered with and that he was going to hurt the nigga that did it. I didn’t know if the accusations were stemming from his own guilt, or was it that he could he actually tell. He just kept questioning me about who I was with. I wasn’t telling him a damn thing. Loose lips sink ships.
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Jahrein was getting on my last nerve. I couldn’t breathe without him there. He dropped me off and picked me up from school. If I wanted to go to the mall he had to take me. If I walked to the park he had to be there. If I walked down to Shell or Tiffany’s house he would make his way down there too, with Junior. If any of the niggas in the hood gave me a second glance he’d stop dead in his tracks and ask, “What’s good homie? You see something you like? You want her? You know this nigga, Raven?”
He wanted to know who’d touched me other than him. So, I was a nervous wreck. Khalil tried sending messages through a few of his boys, but I wasn’t trying to hear it. He was even bold enough to call the crib a few times. By the grace of God Jahrein didn’t answer. I was so done playing with fire.
“Raven, just give me a hour.” Khalil pleaded one day when I answered the phone.
“Khalil, you know that Jahrein aint about to let me go nowhere right now.”
“Come on, pretty girl, don’t be like that. You know a nigga cut for you.”
“Hel-looo. Khalil, I’m pregnant with this boy’s baby, so what the hell do you expect? He aint just gon disappear, because you want to fuck with me.”
