Page 42 of His Four Leaf Clover

“For what? I’m so sick of that hoe.” Diva frowned at just the mention of Caprice.

“I don’t even know. I didn’t answer.” Amina shrugged.

“Y’all over here having a good ole time. What’s funny? I wanna laugh too,” Iva said when she walked up, dragging her chair with her.

Fonzo was telling his father and brothers about Amina running into her ex recently. Fonzo didn’t anger easily but he was pissed. He was talking about finding his soon-to-be wife’s ex and making him a distant memory. Of course, his brothers were with the shits, with Hank trying to be the voice of reason.

“Here, Clo, you can have my seat. I’m going sit by my man.”

They all watched, as Diva walked over to Hank. As soon as she got close enough, he grabbed her and pulled her onto his lap.

“Wait, hol’ up.” Monty raised his hand like he was in school. “What y’all got going on?”

“The fuck you mean, nigga? This is my wife.” Hank looked at him like he was speaking a foreign language.

“Worry about what you got going on with Iva.” Diva grabbed Hank’s face and planted a sloppy kiss on his lips.

“It’s about damn time y’all start acting right.” Fonzo was happy to see his parents behaving like they used to.

“Alright, I get it now.”

Dash nodded in approval and understanding. His father told him a few weeks ago that he was giving up the dope game once again. He swore that it was for good that time. Once he got rid of everything that he had, he would give Dash his cut and be done. Now, Dash understood why. He was happy to see that his parents were back together. He hated that they separated at all.

“That’s why that nigga told me that I couldn’t come stay there,” Monty laughed.

“You sure can’t,” Diva replied.

They all spent hours eating and drinking until Irie showed up to get her kids. Cash and Iva helped Clover clean up while Diva gave Kardi a bath and put her to bed. Since Clover picked Cash up, she prepared to bring her back home once everyone else left. Cash was excited when her kids asked to go by her sister-in-law’s house. Clover dropped them off and was on her way to bring her girl home. A phone call from Cash’s brother detoured them once again.

“What’s up DJ?” Cash asked when she answered the call on speakerphone.

“Man, come get your lil sister before I slap the piss outta her!” DJ yelled angrily.

“I wish the fuck you even try!” a woman yelled back in her own defense. Clover knew that it had to be Cash’s baby sister, Darrielle.

“What’s going on over there this time?” Cash sighed in aggravation.

“She’s too fucking stupid. Dumb ass got that nigga, Joe, in my Pops’ house like it’s cool. I told him and Mrs. Serena not to leave her in there by herself.”

DJ was furious, and Cash understood why. Just like her and their older sisters, Casey and Camia, Darrielle had a body that bitches paid top dollar for. Besides the gift of life, that was the only thing that their mother have ever given them. DJ and Darielle’s father, Darryl, had gotten married a few years ago and he and his wife were on vacation in Cancun for a week. DJ didn’t want Darielle to be left alone in the house, but they blindly trusted her. He and their older brother, Carmelo, had an apartment together but they used their old apartment in The Green as their dope spot and whore house. It was a revolving door for the many women that they finessed. Darielle loved to hang in the hood area and she caught the eye of several dope boys. Joe won her over since he was the one who cashed out on her the most. He was a grimy ass nigga, and DJ hated everything about him.

“Nigga, I’m grown! You ain’t my daddy!” Darielle was going off, leading her and DJ to having a shouting match.

“Aye, y’all chill the fuck out with all that noise. I’m about to have company and I ain’t for it.” Carmelo was obviously tired of hearing it. Both younger siblings got quiet as a mouse, giving him the respect that he demanded.

“I’m on my way as soon as I get to my car. Tell Darrielle to stay her hot ass there until I come,” Cash replied before she hung up.

“Where you wanna go, friend? I can bring you,” Clover offered.

“I’m not in a hurry to deal with that bullshit. You can bring me home to get my car. They can wait.”

“Bitch, now, you know I’m too nosey to do that. Where we going?”

“Say less. Make a U-turn at the next intersection and turn left at the second light.”

Clover nodded and followed her friend’s directions. Cash talked about The Green all the time, but Clover wasn’t very familiar with the area. It was nice to finally have a visual of a place that she’d heard so much about.

“Girl, you ain’t lie. Every house on the block is a different shade of green.” Clover looked around and observed her surroundings.