got you like that?”
She was quiet for a few minutes.
“I love him, Auntie. We gon’ be together.”
“Yo ass still crazy? I heard that boy ain’t thinking about you.”
“Oh yeah? Then why is he here with me right now?”
“Knowing yo ass, he probably there against his own will. Get yo ass over here.”
That damn niece of mine has some serious issues. On the hustling side, the girl is a monster. She can move weight better than some of the niggas I know. She just don’t need to be in no relationships. Last boy that shitted on her, she killed. It took Bubba and a few hundred thousand to make that shit go away. Speaking of someone that don’t need to be in no relationships, I think I bit off more than I can chew. Juggling two women is harder than I thought.
I got Lil Mama who is rough . . . a straight gangsta. I swear I don’t have to tell her nothing. She just knows what to do. Then you got my new flavor of the month, Ashley. She’s a good girl — sweet, quiet, and willing to please. Nasty as hell in the bedroom. The only reason why she might have the upper hand on Lil Mama is because she’s a cop. I might need her first. For now I’ma keep fucking them both. It ain’t like I’ma get caught up. Chicago is a big-ass city.
(Ding, Dong)
“Come in.”
In walked my niece, Mia. I had to get to the bottom of this shit with her and JoJo. Family sticks together no matter what.
“Sit the fuck down.”
(Lil Mama)
Every time we try and settle these kids down to make them do right, something else happens. I swear these lil’ mothafuckers were going to give me gray hairs. I needed my boo to come over here and make everything better. I had been spending so much time with these kids and their bullshit, that I’ve been neglecting my boo, Cee. Call me paranoid, but I think she been on a little funny business of her own. When she came to see me Sunday night, I could have sworn that I smelled another woman’s perfume on her. I think it was Gucci Guilty. Let me find out she on to the next one, I’ma beat her ass. I’ma play it cool until she slip up. This ain’t what she want. She better not be cheating on me.
(Ring, Ring)
“Hello?”
“Whud up ma?”
“Hey, Meech. What’s going on?”
“You know I gotchu. How are you and your little crew coming along?”
“Better than I thought. I been putting my money up, too. I don’t want to do this shit forever. Can I ask you a question?”
“Shoot.”
“Can I call you Mom from now on?”
Damn, I wasn’t expecting that. It took everything in me not to break down and cry. This kid has been through hell and back; but through all the bullshit and violence, all he wanted from me was to be my son.
“Of course you can, Meech. Now, after we handle all this business, you have to go back and finish school. I don’t want my son to be a damn loser.”
“A’ight ma. I gotchu. Love you.”
“I love you more, son.”
(JoJo)
Damn, my sister done went too far. Kidnapping? I can’t believe she was even able to pull that shit off. I know she had help.
(Ring, Ring)
I saw a number that I didn’t recognize. “Hello?”
“Is this JoJo?”
“Who is this?”
“This is JuJu. Look, I need your help.”
“How can I help you?”
“I need to know where your sister is. I think she had something to do with Jaw coming up missing.”
“I’m sure she did, but how can I help you? We don’t talk.”
“Do you know where she might be?”
“She could be anywhere; and if she had help, it was Lil Man.”
“I know you ain’t lying because Lil Man was driving his car. You might wanna watch your back as well. When is the baby due?”
Damn did everybody know that I was carrying that bastard’s baby?
“It’s okay JoJo. I’m not out to hurt you or your baby.”
“Re is though. I’m due in July. But with all the stress I’m under, I might have her early.”
“It’s a girl?”
“Yeah, I found out last week. I’m just trying to figure out my