Chapter Four

Akila

It took me a few minutes before I could pull off from the church. I wasn’t in the best frame of mind to be driving, but I had no choice. I thought about going to the burial ground, but I knew I wasn’t strong enough to handle it. My girl has to know if I could, I would be there. About two blocks up the street, another car was in front of me, so I drove slowly. I spotted a car that looked like Mari’s car parked by a detailing shop to the right of me. The closer I got, I knew for sure it was. I spotted him right away, dressed in black and white. He was standing beside his car with a light-skinned bitch hugged up on him. I pulled over to the side in a rush and jumped out of my car, leaving the engine running. They were so deep into each other that they didn’t see me running up on them.

“Yo, who the fuck is this bitch?” I ran up to him, asking as I grabbed his shoulder.

“Yo, shawty, what the fuck you doing?” he asked with a shocked look.

“Mari, who is this bitch? Better yet, you need to get her before I drag her ass all over these streets.”

I turned around, and without any words, I popped that bitch in her cute little mouth. “Bitch, I’m right here, so how about you try beating my ass.” So I started pounding that bitch’s face with my fists.

“Yo, chill the fuck out, yo. What the fuck you doin’, yo?” That nigga grabbed me up and threw me up against his ride.

“Fuck you, bitch. If you were fucking him right, he wouldn’t have to be over here sucking on this sweet pussy,” his ho teased and smiled.

“Man, Dreema, chill out wit’ all that,” he yelled at that bitch.

“So, this is the tramp you were with for the last couple of nights?” I got back into his personal space.

“Yes, he sure was, bitch. Tell her how you was sucking on this pussy and licking my ass while I called you daddy, babe.” She grinned. I could tell this ho was basking in my pain.

I lunged toward that ho again, but Mari jumped in the middle, grabbing me up again. He pinned me against his car. “Nigga, put me the fuck down.” I tried clawing at his face.

He gripped my arm so tight it started hurting. “You better listen to me, shawty. Take yo’ ass home. What the fuck you out here acting like one of these regular-ass bitches for? Man, get in your fucking car and go home.” He yelled like I was nothing to him.

Tears flowed from my face because I felt betrayed and humiliated. I’d just caught that nigga with a bitch, and that was how he talked to me? I felt so fucking hurt and just wanted to get the fuck away from him.

“Man, put me the fuck down,” I demanded.

“Not if you gon’ be out here showing out. You need to get in yo’ car and go home.”

That nigga picked me up and carried me to my car. I tried my best to get out of his grip, but I was no match for his strength. He opened my car door, threw me inside, and closed the door. I thought about jumping out and running to the bitch again, but I knew it would be hard to get around Mari. So I stayed in the car and rested my head on my steering wheel. I was so upset that I was shaking. I watched as he walked back over to the bitch and started talking to her. I could tell she was cussing him out. It broke my heart to see my nigga standing in front of me with his side bitch instead of over here with me. Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore, so I started my car and pulled the fuck off. That nigga had crossed the fucking line. I wondered how many other bitches he was fucking, or as that ho said, “sucking on pussies.” The thought of that nigga out there slinging dick everywhere, and he had me sucking his dick made me sick. My stomach was so upset that I pulled over and threw up. Then I sat there for a few minutes before closing the door and pulling off.

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K. Michelle’s song blasted through the speakers as I drove through Richmond’s streets heading home. That was where I really didn’t want to be, but I had nowhere else to stay. God, I need a change, I thought as I wiped the snot away from my nose.

I walked into the house and went straight to the cabinets. I needed something strong that could numb the pain that I was feeling.