Page 69 of Another Night With Me

“What you just said. You waiting on Joi. The fuck you worried about what Reya got going on as long as she taking care of the kids.” Tition was picking with Nakeem and he was falling for shit. Yaro and I stood back watching amused.

“Fuck you nigga. Ima fuck you up right after I fuck Reya’s snicker ass up,” Nakeem gritted out with his teeth clenched.

”See, the nigga confused,” Titon laughed not taking Nkeem’s threats serious. We all knew Nakeem was just running his mouth because he didn’t like being called out.

We all headed back inside the house, to the living room where Frankee, Yanna and Reya were sitting.

”Come on baby,” I said pulling Yanna up from her seat on the loveseat. My baby looked exhausted. I pulled her into me, kissing her forehead.

“Where the kids?” Nakeem’s gruff voice grabbed my attention. He wa standing over Reya who had her face glued into her phone.

“Sleep,” She answered without breaking her eyes off her phone.

“Alright, come talk to me real quick,” Nakeem demanded grabbed her up by her wrist, not giving her a chance to react.

”Nakeem let me go,” She snapped but he ignored her pulling her form the room.

Ya’ yelled out behind them. “Don’t be fucking in my house nigga!”

“We finna be on our way. Ima see y’all tomorrow,” I said to my brothers as I grabbed Zuriyah’s car seat.

I lead us out the of the house to my car. Once we all got inside I started the car up pulling from the driveway. Yanna was snoring five minutes later. Yeah this baby was finna wear her ass out. I could see that already. As I pulled to a red light my phone ding with a text message.

“What the fuck,” I mumbled out loud reading over the text again.

Death to all who wrong Sonni.

An eye for an eye.

A child for a child.

Yeah it was time to put an end to this shit. As soon as I made it home I had some calls to make.

Chapter 27

A’yanna Joseph

I was supposed to be taking a nap while Zuriyah was taking a nap but my phone wouldn’t stop ringing. It was like once I found out I was pregnant again I became so damn tired. I never had the energy to do anything. Getting out of bed was a struggle. I know for a fact my pregnancy with Zuriyah was nothing like this one. The only time I was really tired with Zuriyah was during my last few months. However, this baby came ready to make their presences known. My doctors appoint wasn’t for another week since we wouldn’t pinpoint the exact timeline for my pregnancy. I shamelessly had to admit I had been fucking Niko welll before my six weeks were up. I wanted to act like I was embarrassed because I was going to have two babies that would be exactly a year a part but it was what it was. As long as my babies were taken care of that was all that mattered.

I let out a deep gruntle sigh as I sat up in my bed throwing the cover from my body I felt for my still ringing phone. I didn’t even care who it was on th phone as I angrily answered it. I opened my mouth to cuss the person off but I couldn’t get a word out fast enough.

”I hope you have bail money for me cause Ima finna go beat the shit out of your fucking sister. That bitch lost her fucking mind!” Zaylee screamed into the phone, her voice filled with rage.

“Wh-w- what are you talking about,” I stutterer trying to get my words together. Zaylee’s anger wasn’t what I expected to hear right now.

”Fucking Tahiry put her hands on my mama and she wanted to talk to me like I’ma bitch on the streets so I’m finna fight her ass like she a bitch on the streets!”

Getting out of bed, I ran over to my dresser slipping into a pair of leggings and throwing a hoodie over my tank top. ”Don’t do nothing until I get over there Zaylee. You gon’ hurt that girl.” I reasoned hoping she would hear me. Zaylee when she got mad she was irrational she did shit that she’d regret later.

“That’s the fucking point. She blacked my mama’s eye then got on the phone talking about she finna do the same to me. The little bitch think cause I’m pregnant I won’t beat her fucking ass. Dumb ass girl think she finna touch me. Bitch I got my bat and im finna knock some sense into her stupid ass.”

“Where is Mikael?” I asked making my way down the steps looking for Niko.

”In his fucking skin.” Zaylee spat.

Lord, I could only imagine what she done to get away from him. Mikael wasn’t the nigga who was finna let her fight while carrying his baby.

“Hold on,” I said my line beeping. “Hello,”