Page 58 of His Four Leaf Clover

“We ain’t building nothing until you figure out what you got going on with your ex. Maybe she’s not the ex after all. She seems to be here more than I am. That’s exactly why I’ve been single for so long. All you female dog donkey negroes do is lie.”

“Did she just call my twin a bitch ass nigga?” Montrell questioned, as Cash turned her head and laughed. Clover told her that Kimber didn’t really curse, but that was funny as hell.

“Wait, friend, I’m leaving too. Maybe we can go out to eat and talk,” Tru said as she grabbed her purse and followed Kim to the door.

“Hol’ up, I thought you and I were supposed to be talking,” Montrell jumped up and said.

“That’ll have to wait, Montrell. My girl needs me right now. We came together and we’re leaving together.”

Clover smiled, loving Tru more than she already did. She really fucked with her cousin and it wasn’t a façade.

“Thank you, Tru. I appreciate all the love you show my cousin.” Clover grabbed her hand and smiled when they walked out of the apartment.

“That’s what best friends are for.”

Clover and Cash waited until they left before they pulled off right behind them.

“Nigga, you better fix this shit. You fucking up what I got going on. My girl is talking about letting me come back home,” Montrell fussed as soon as he and his twin were alone.

“The fuck is you getting mad with me for! That retarded hoe is messing me up too. I just got called a bitch ass nigga country western style.” Rondell regretted the day he ever met Alva. She seemed too good to be true in the beginning, so he should have known better.

“I hate that strong face ass trans bitch.”

“Oh shit!” Rondell jumped up excitedly when a text message came through on his phone.

“What? Is that Kim? Tell her to come back.”

“Nah, that’s her cousin, Clover. She said she wants to rap with me about something.”

“What’s good, bro? Call her.”

“She said she’s gonna call me in a few. I wonder what she wants.”

“Shit, me too.”

The twins paced the living room floor, wondering what Clover could possibly want to discuss. Rondell really liked Kim and he was hoping that she wasn’t gonna tell him to stay away from her. Kimber looked up to her cousin so she would more than likely listen. Sadly, that was one request that he wasn’t sure that he could honor.

Alva pulled her compact out of her purse and checked her appearance. Her hands were shaking nervously but not out of fear. She was excited when Rondell called her a week after the fight and said that they needed to talk. She was sure that he wanted to know about their non-existent baby but she was up for the conversation. All she needed was another month before she started complaining of stomach pain and had a miscarriage. She laughed at herself and how far she was going to keep her man but she wasn’t ashamed. She realized where she went wrong and she swore that she was gonna do better. She was so used to seeing how her father always gave her mother her way and she behaved just like her. The difference was that her parents had been married for close to forty years. Men her age weren’t with all the nagging, so she had to chill.

Her cousins were still pissed with her, even though she apologized a million times. They were gonna be even more upset once they found out that she and Rondell were getting back together. Alva only wanted them to fight his new bitch. She didn’t know where the other woman came from but she was a wild one. She’d seen his brother’s wife multiple times but she made it clear in the beginning that she didn’t like her. That was too bad for her too because she wasn’t going anywhere.

“Alright, bitch, go get your man back.”

Alva popped her glossed lips. She sprayed on a little perfume before she exited the car. She wore her colorful maxi dress and her fringed wedge heels. She took her time and applied her makeup and her wig was freshly installed. She put a little extra twist in her stride as she walked up to the door just in case he was watching. Alva took a deep breath to gather her nerves before she knocked on the door. It was opened a short time later by Rondell, who stood in the darkened living room.

“What’s good Alva?” he spoke but something seemed off. He looked more annoyed than happy to see her. He moved to the side and granted her entrance.

“You asked to see me so you tell me what’s up. I hope you’re ready to discuss the life that’s growing inside of me. I can’t see a damn thing in here. Why are you sitting in the dark?”

As soon as Alva asked the question, a lamp was turned on and everything was made clear.

She paused when she saw Rondell’s new girlfriend and the other woman who beat her cousin up the week before. The first thing that came to mind was catchback for bringing her cousins there to fight. Of course, Montrell and Tru were there, along with another woman who she’d never seen before. Alva wanted to kick her own ass for being so hard headed. Her sisters told her not to go over there but she was too lovestruck to listen. They knew all about the fight and they thought it was strange that he just up and asked her to come over.

Besides her cousins, nobody else in her family knew that she was faking a pregnancy. They would have died to know that she had stooped so low. They hated Rondell and they definitely would have been pissed. She was happy but surprised that her cousins hadn’t said anything.

“You can sit down, bruh,” Montrell said, talking as if she was one of the homies.

“I don’t think so, I’m leaving.” Alva turned and headed for the door.