I'm Still Wifey by Kiki Swinson Read Free Book Online

immediately pulled her a couple of feet away from the building and said, “Frances told Ricky what happened.”
    “Well, what exactly did she tell him?”
    “Everything.”
    “And how do you know?”
    “Because I just got off the phone with him.”
    “So, what did he have to say?”
    “Well, he wanted to know why was me and Frances fighting? And then he asked me was it true that Frances friend saw me coming out of the FBI building?”
    “And what did you say?” Nikki asked me as I noticed how big her eyes were protruding.
    “Whatcha mean, ‘what I said?’ Shit! I ain’t crazy! You know I denied it. But I know he didn’t believe me because he asked me why would that chick lie on me? I told him I didn’t know. And that’s when he said he was going to get his lawyer to check it out. So you know when he said that I was about to shit bricks! But instead of cracking up, I reversed the game on him and told him to do what the fuck he felt was necessary because he should know that I wouldn’t do nothing sheisty like that. And when I said it, I was snapping. So I’m hoping that I was dramatic enough and he believed me.”
    “But what if he didn’t?”
    “Then me and you are going to have to put our heads together.”
    “And do what?” Nikki asked me in an agitated manner.
    This was an instant reminder of how terrified she gets when forced into a corner. And the fact that I know she’s getting really worried about what we were about to be up against if Ricky found out the truth. And the last thing I want to do is have her walking ’round here acting all paranoid and shit.
    That’s why I came back on her and said, “Look, everything’s going to be all right because he’s not going to call his lawyer. And even if he did, he still wouldn’t be able to do shit. I mean, look where he’s at. On fucking lockdown! So, stop fretting.”
    “Easy for you to say. Remember, he doesn’t give a fuck about me.”
    “Well, if this will make you feel any better, just know that your name never came up in our conversation.”
    “Oh, but sooner or later it will. Especially if his lawyer finds out what really went down in those FBI files.”
    “But, he won’t. I promise you.”
    Nikki sighed heavily and replied, “I just hope you’re right.” And then she left me standing where I was to go back into the shop.
    Now I ain’t gonna lie, I wished I could’ve told Nikki more convincing shit than that, but I just couldn’t come up with the right stuff to say. So, maybe it’s best that it came out the way that it did. I mean, she definitely needs to know what position to play because whether she wants to know it or not, the game done already started. So in the end, somebody will win. I just hope that it’s going to be us.

Digging Up Old Feelings
    This baby is really starting to get to me. I mean, it ain’t that bad, considering I don’t get the early morning sickness every day. But I am always getting that never-ending nauseating feeling. That’s why I decided to take today off, so I can lounge at home. But then, that got old. And that’s why I’m riding around in my car, looking for a detailing spot, so I can get my car washed. And then it dawned on me to take a trip down to that spot in Norfolk on Brambleton Avenue, owned by the cat Nikki was bragging about. This way, when I see him, I can draw my own conclusions about his slick ass. Shit, he is not going to have my cousin’s nose all wide open. It just ain’t going to happen, if I can help it.
    Now moments after I arrived this old-looking dude, who was probably a crackhead, walked up to my car and asked me to pull it behind this candy-apple red Suburban sitting on huge– assed, chromed-out rims. So I did. And then I got out to cop myself a seat in one of the chairs that was put outside in front of the building for the customers to sit and watch their cars being washed and detailed. Unfortunately, all the seats were taken, so I had to just stand there. But