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Ghetto Beauty
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Monday, December 21, 2009
CHAPTER 1 “Tomorrow is your big day,” Dino said while laying across the king sized bed.“Yes
baby, it is, and I can’t wait,” Keisha said with a big smile sitting at
the edge of the bed scanning through Ebony magazine and daydreaming
about her big day. “You haven’t thanked me yet.” Dino stretched his long masculine legs out and kicked the silk comforter off of him.“Thank you for what baby?” Keisha asked, turning to look at him. “Thank me for who you are,” he said, getting pissed at her changing attitude. “What do you mean?” Keisha said with a confused look.
“Before me, you weren’t shit. Now look at you. A woman who wears the
hottest designer clothes, lives in a fly crib, and drives the finest
vehicle. You are the envy of every bitch. Not to mention you have me.
Hell, if I put you on the market I’d make a killing off your ass. I
made you a hot brand.” Keisha sat there thinking, this bastard is
talking about me like I’m not human. Did he just call me a brand? All
of this is his shit, not mine. “So thank me, baby,” Dino said again. Keisha
placed the magazine down and walked over to Dino’s side of the bed,
looked him straight in the eyes, and said, “Thank you, Daddy. Thank you
for everything that you have done for me and my mother. I love you.”
She kissed him on the lips. “That’s sweet baby, but it’s not enough.” Keisha
understood what that meant, so she started kissing his chest slowly
making her way down to his jewels when he grabbed her by the hair and
roughly pushed her off him. “No! That’s not what I want either.” She didn’t know what to do. He had never turned down her sexual advances before. “What do you want, Daddy? Your wish is my command,” Keisha whispered softly in his ear. “I want you to crawl for me.” “Crawl?” Keisha said loudly, laughing in disbelief. This duck is full of himself. He can’t be serious. “Bitch, do it look like I’m joking? Get on your knees and crawl!” “Dino, I’m not crawling. I’ll do whatever else you want, but I’m not groveling on the floor like a fucking dog.” Dino thought, that’s exactly what you are, bitch.“When
I met you, I remember that you and your mother were about to get
evicted. You didn’t have shit; you barely had a pot to piss in or a
window to throw it out of. You were using toilet tissue as a sanitary
napkin. I introduced you to Stayfree. I buy your clothes, your hygiene
products, and keep your hair and nails done. Without me you’re nothing
but a bum with a pretty face. I gave you life. You just existed. I am
your GOD and I said crawl hoe, so crawl!” “Dino, I was fifteen. What was I supposed to do? I wasn’t old enough to work,” Keisha said, as she rolled over on her side. Dino
jumped up and grabbed Keisha by her arm and threw her to the floor. She
hit the side of her face on the nightstand. He didn’t care. Keisha
balled up in a fetal position; she knew what was next. He kicked,
hit, and squeezed the back of her neck as he screamed, “Crawl bitch,
crawl!” in her ear. The pain from the sharp thrusts of his kicks was
becoming unbearable, so she started to crawl. “That’s right. Crawl
for your Daddy.” Dino walked over to the camera that he kept set up in
their bedroom and pressed the record button. He then walked in view of
the camera and ordered Keisha to crawl to him and kiss his feet. Pulling
out his penis, he instructed her to lick it like a puppy licks his paw.
Scared for her life, Keisha did everything Dino commanded. The last
time she disobeyed him, he kept her locked in the room for a week
without anything to eat or drink but stale crackers and tap water. When
he finally let her out, she had to go to the hospital. Dino
violently fucked Keisha until she bled like she was on her menstrual.
The more she cried and screamed from the pain, the more turned on he
became. After reaching his peak a few times, he picked Keisha up like a
dirty rag and carried her into the bathroom. He dumped her in the tub
and turned the hot water on. The water burned Keisha’s feet. She
reached up and moved the handle to make the water luke-warm. “Soak your ass for a minute. It’ll feel better in the morning. Then come wipe this blood off my fucking floor.” Keisha
sat there balled up and in much pain. A few hours later, long after the
water was cold, Keisha finally got enough strength to clean herself. As
she wiped her face, she felt pain on the right side. Frantically, she
searched for a dry towel to wipe the mirror and get a clear view of her
face. There was a small cut under her eye. She ran cold water on the
towel and pressed it on the cut to take the swelling down. Keisha
stared at herself in the mirror. She realized that she didn’t know that
person anymore. She started reminiscing about how her life was before
the death of her father. Growing up, she never wanted for
anything. Her parents kept the sharpest house, cars, clothes, and
jewelry in the hood. Keisha’s mother, Is’ Bella, was every man in the hoods dream chick. Is’
Bella was stunningly beautiful. Bi-racial (Italian and Black); 5’8
without heels, slender build, olive tone baby-smooth skin, high cheek
bones, long dark silky hair, chestnut brown eyes with the prettiest
smile and teeth that you ever seen. She used to model until she met
Keisha’s father, Chico, who promised her the world. And he provided,
true to his word with the hood riches. Chico was a big timer. He
stood 6’2”, dark skinned, dark brown eyes, and a medium build with
black wavy hair. He always wore a goatee to compliment his face. When
he would smile for the ladies to show off his even pearly white teeth,
they would giggle like little schoolgirls, but they didn’t have a
chance in the world. Is’ Bella was the head bitch in charge. She had
her hooks in him super deep. He loved her unconditionally. Keisha
thought about how her father used to lift her and her friends up on his
arms as weights for exercise. Keisha and her parents use to take exotic
trips around the world. She remembered her 8th birthday when her daddy
bought her a pony. She named him Thunder. She dreamed he would grow up
to be the fastest racehorse in America. Keisha cried like a baby when
her mother had to sell Thunder to pay the mortgage. “I miss you so much
daddy,” Keisha said aloud as a tear rolled down her face. “Things would
be so much better if you were here.” Word on the street was that
her Uncle Ray had set her father up, his own brother. She was
12-years-old when her father died. Is' Bella hadn’t been the same since
Chico’s death. “What the hell are you doing in there? Bring yo
ass out here and get in the bed. You know I can’t sleep without you,”
bellowed Dino. Keisha quickly snapped back to reality once she heard Dino’s voice.“Here I come,” she said nervously. Sounds like you was just sleeping fine to me, she thought. Back in the bedroom, Keisha cleaned her blood up off the cherry wood floor and reluctantly got in the bed next to Dino. He
turned over towards Keisha, pulled her slim body towards him, kissed
her on the back of her neck, and said, “I love you baby. Get some rest.
Tomorrow is your big day.” His touch made her flush crawl. Keisha
knew that it was time for her to leave. She had to make an exit plan,
like the one that was on The Oprah Show. She thought about killing him
and using the tapes as evidence of her abuse. But she knew there would
be severe consequences behind that action from both the law and the
streets. Dino was a big timer, he took care of a lot of households and
people need him to eat. As Dino snored loudly, Keisha brainstormed
until she came up with an excellent escape plan. As soon as she dosed
off, her mother was at the door knocking and telling her to get up.“Wake up Keisha. Today is your special day. Keisha, get up. Do you hear me?” “Yes, I hear you Mom. Here I come.” Keisha
nudged Dino so he could wake up. “Dino get up and open the door. I got
to get dressed and my clothes are downstairs. Dino get up.” “Okay baby,” Dino said.Dino
got up, grabbed his boxers, and went into the bathroom. Keisha was
standing by the bedroom door waiting for him to enter the code so she
could open the door. “Dino come on, I don’t want to be late.” “Here
I come,” Dino said while yawning and rubbing his eyes. When he looked
at Keisha’s face he immediately felt remorse for what he did to her. “Baby,
I’m sorry, I don’t know what got into me. I smoked some new weed last
night. That shit had me out of my body. I’m sorry,” Dino said
repeatedly.Not as sorry as your ass is going to be, Keisha thought. “It’s fine, nothing a little MAC won’t cover.” “Please forgive me.” “I forgive you,” Keisha said with a devious smirk. “Now get ready so that you can drop me off.” “Alright, but first I got a surprise for you.” Dino walked over to the nightstand and pulled out a skinny, long box. Keisha took the box and kissed Dino on the cheek in seeming delight. “Thank you. Now can you please open the door?”“Aren’t you gonna open it?”“Yes, but not now. I’ll open it after I get dressed.” Keisha tried not to show her impatience.“I think you may want to open it now.” Keisha opened the box, and there was a funny looking square black box with buttons on it and a piece of paper underneath. “What’s this?” she asked.“Go to the window,” Dino ordered. Keisha was scared, thinking that his crazy ass would push her out the window. She got close enough to see the trees outside.“Yeah
baby, it looks beautiful out there,” she said, then turned to walk
away. He pulled her back, turned her around, and told her to walk
closer and look down. Her heart was racing. She searched the floor
frantically to find something to hit him with, but nothing was in
sight. As she walked closer to the window, she closed her eyes and
started praying.“Lord please do not let this insane bastard throw me out this window.” Once
she got to the window, she opened her eyes and looked down. Her mouth
dropped open as she stared in disbelief. With a huge smile on her face,
she turned around quickly to Dino and asked, “Is that mine?”“Yes baby it’s yours.” She
picked the paper up out of the box. It was the title to a C-Class 320
sport coupe Silver Mercedes Benz, with her name, “Keisha Malina Lee”
listed as the owner. She jumped on Dino and hugged him tight while
kissing him all over his face. Instantly forgetting about the torture
he put her through last night. Her only concern was that Silver Benz
parked in the driveway of their home with a pink ribbon on top. “I have to go show my Mom. Dino, unlock the door. Please.”“Alright.”Dino
wanted to get some head, but he knew after his cruel performance from
last night, it would be best if he waited ’til later to ask. Keisha
ran down the stairs and busted into her mother’s room, waving her
title. Is’ Bella was smiling from ear to ear until she saw her
daughter’s face.“Mom, I got me a Benz!” “I know, baby. What happened to your face Keisha?” “Mom, you already know.” “Keisha what did you do?” Keisha stood their shocked. She couldn’t believe her ears. How could a mother ask her child something like that, she thought. “What do you mean, what did I do?” Keisha said, confused. “Keisha
come sit down. Why do you make him upset? Do you like this house we
live in; the clothes, jewelry, furs, and your new car? Do you like all
these nice things that he provides?” Is’Bella asked as she applied
makeup to her daughter’s face.“Yes Mom, I do.” “Then act like it.” “Is it my fault that he doesn’t feel like a man unless he’s punching, smacking, kicking, or choking the shit out of me, Mom?” “Watch your mouth young lady!” “I’m sorry.” “No,
that is not what I’m saying. No man should ever put his hand on a lady,
but unfortunately some men do. And until you can provide this lifestyle
for yourself, you have to deal with his bullshit. Life is about
sacrificing. Keisha you are grown now and I can’t sugarcoat shit to you
no more. Do you think me and your father never fought? Well, we did,
but I knew when to be submissive and when to be aggressive.” “I’m so submissive that should be my name—Submissive Keisha.” “Ha
ha, very funny, keep joking. I am trying to get you ready to deal with
the real world. This world will fuck you then spit you out if you let
it. Never be the person that gets fucked, you do the fucking. Remember
that! Keisha I know my habit sometimes gets the best of me, but I love
you and always want the best for you, and right now he is the best for
you.” “Okay, Mom. I’ll do better. I promise not to make him upset.
I have to go get dressed. I love you.” Keisha kissed her mom and left
the room.“Tell Dino to come eat his breakfast.” “Okay mom I will.” Dino walk into the kitchen shamefully as Is’Bella stared at him. “I don’t like what you did to my daughter face. She is not your punching bag.” “I
know Mom. I don’t know what got into me. She just makes me so mad at
times. I promised myself that I will never hit her again.” “I believe you, baby,” she said as she poured him a cup of coffee and kissed him on his forehead. Moments later, Keisha walked into the kitchen. “How do I look?” She was wearing a one shoulder Robert Cavalli dress. It was a pastel yellow with Swarovski crystals going all around. “You
look marvelous,” Dino said. He’d seen her dressed up before, but today
she was glowing. His dick rose to salute her. He repositioned himself
so that no one would notice. Is’ Bella eyes filled with tears. “Baby,
today is the third happiest day of my life. The first was when I met
your father, and the second was giving birth to you.” “Mom, please
don’t make me cry, I have to go. I don’t want to mess up my makeup.
Please be on time. It starts promptly at eleven and seating is limited.”“Are you driving your new car?” Dino asked. “You know I am, baby!” Is’ Bella hugged her and said, “I know that your father is smiling down on you from heaven.” Keisha
hugged and kissed Dino and left out the door. She walked around her new
car, checking it out. She knew Dino had to deck the car out; he loved
for them to be the talk of the town. The car was fully loaded, sitting
on 20’s, keyless entry, leather interior with dual power and heated
seats, panorama sunroof, six disc CD changer, power rear window
sunshade, automatic adjustable seats, and four zone climate control
with license plates that read Queen B. She jumped in the car, started
the ignition, adjusted the mirrors, and then drove off. She
couldn’t believe that she was driving by herself. Dino never let her
drive by herself. He must really feel guilty, she thought. She pulled
out her cell phone to call her best friends. “Hello Tameka, what’s up girl?” “Nothing much, just getting ready. What time do we have to be there?” “It don’t start ’til eleven, but I’m coming to pick you guy’s up now.” “What, you driving by yourself?” Tameka asked, shocked.“Hell yeah, and guess what I am driving?” “What?” “Damn Tameka”“What’s wrong Keisha?” “I’ll call you back I left my bag at the house. I have to turn around.” “I’ll
call Sherrie and tell her to come over. We will be here waiting. Sis,
in case I forget to tell you later, I am so proud of you.” “Thank you! That means a lot to me. I’ll see ya’ll in a minute.” Keisha flipped the phone down and made a u-turn. Keisha,
Tameka, and Sherrie had been friends since their pigtail days. Their
mothers used to be best friends. But like most friends; men, money,
drugs or jealously invades and destroys the friendship. Their mothers
were the dimes in the neighborhood. Men would give up anything to be
with them. Tameka’s mother Cheryl was shaped like a Coca-cola bottle.
She stood 5’7”, dark skin, brown eyes, small waist, and double D
breast, with a lot of junk in her trunk. She wore her hair in a pixie
cut similar to Halle Berry. Tameka never knew her father. Word is that
she was a trick baby. Sherrie’s mother Mary is about 5’5”, light
skinned, with a small top and big bottom. She has those funny colored
eyes that go from green to hazel. What stood out most about her are her
were her two deep beautiful dimples. She kept her naturally wavy hair
blonde and short. She looked bi-racial but she’d never say. Sherrie’s
father was in jail for killing a man over her mom. They said the man
complimented her mother too many times and Sherrie’s father took it as
disrespect. Keisha, Tameka, and Sherrie were the exact replicas of their mothers. Keisha
was ecstatic; she felt like she was on top of the world. Today, she’d
received two things that she always wanted. Keisha couldn’t remember
the last time she felt this good. She turned on the radio, and they
were playing her song, a throw back. She turned the volume up and started rapping along with the song. ”Nuttin’
make a woman feel betta than Berrettas and Amarettas, butta leathers
and mad cheddaz. Chillin’ in a Benz with my ami-gos. Tryin’ to stick a
nigga for his pe-sos. If you say so's, then I'm the same chick that you
wanna get with, lick up in my twat. Gotta hit the spot, if not don't
test the poom poom nanny nanny, punanny donny, heyyy!”She turned
the radio off as she pulled into her driveway. Once inside the house,
Keisha yelled, “I forgot my bag.” She went to the kitchen to get
something to drink. While drinking her water she heard moaning. She
peaked inside her mother’s room and no one was there. As she walked to
the stairway the moaning became louder. “Oh Dino, you know what to do to make Mommy happy.”Keisha
dropped her glass, ran up the stairs, and pushed open the door. In
there was the man she loved kissing the place from where she entered
this world. She opened her mouth to scream, but not a sound came out.
Her knees went weak, as she stood there watching her mother sex her
man. She fell to the floor. They were so into each other that they
didn’t notice or hear her. Her mind started racing. She gathered her
strength and went into the hall closet to get one of Dino’s pistols.
I’m gonna kill these bitches. As she ransacked through Dino’s things
she came across a duffle bag filled with money and drugs. Keisha
quickly recalled her exit plan. She tiptoed down the stairs, walked
quietly to the kitchen, and spread the drugs out on the table. She put
a pot of water on the stove and placed baking soda and the scale next
to a plate. It wasn’t a large amount of drugs but enough to get Dino
sent away. She knew that Dino had two strikes against him and the third
one would put him away for a long time. She planted some in her
mother’s room on her dresser. She knew that her mother would plead as
an addict and get sent to a rehab since this was her first offense. She
didn’t want her mother to go to jail. She took all the pictures of
her and her father off the dresser and left with the duffle bag full of
money. Keisha drove to the nearest pay phone and dialed 911. “911, can I help you?”
Keisha disguised her voice like a man. “Yeah, hello I want to report a
drug deal going down. Hurry before they leave. This person is someone
you guy’s been trying to catch for a long time.” She gave the operator
the address to Dino’s house.“Sir, what is your name?” the operator
asked as Keisha dropped the phone receiver. She hopped in her car and
drove down the small alley across from her house. She parked the car
and hid in the neighbor’s bushes. Moments later, she watched the police
bust in the door of her former house and bring out her handcuffed
mother who was crying hysterically. Keisha felt sorry for her, until
she noticed the sheet wrapped around her mother. Her sympathy turned to
anger. That’s what her drug addicted ass gets.Next, the officers
brought out Dino in handcuffs with only his boxers on. From across the
street it looked like he had a smile on his face. He didn’t seem
worried, Keisha thought. Is he going to get out? Keisha became
nervous thinking about Dino getting out. Her phone rung and she hurried
and pressed mute. She looked at the caller ID and saw it was Tameka.
She answered the phone and whispered, “I’ll call you right back.”After the police left, Keisha snuck back into the house to get her car title. Carefully
stepping over things the police officers ransacked while looking for
more drugs, she came across a box full of video tapes. She snatched the
camcorder and everything else she could think of and left. After
she drove some distance away from the house, Keisha pulled over on the
side of the road and started watching the tapes. Was this bastard
recording us all the time? She watched the tapes in agony. Her phone
kept ringing. Who the hell is this keep calling me? She searched in her
purse for her phone. Finally she recovered it and looked at the caller
ID and saw it was Tameka again. Keisha answered the phone to a
screaming voice. “Where are you? Is everything cool?” a concerned Tameka asked. “No Tameka, it’s not.” Keisha started crying as she told Tameka everything. “Come get us right now, Keisha. You don’t need to be alone.” “Here I come.” Keisha hung up the phone, put the car in drive, and headed towards Tameka’s house. “Tameka,
what happened? What’s wrong with Keisha? Did that mother-fucker put his
hands on her again? Tell me what is wrong, Tameka!” Sherrie said.“Keisha just caught Dino and her mother having sex,” Tameka explained. “Are you serious?” “Not only that, she found a stash of videotapes that Dino had. Apparently they’ve been sexing since they all moved out there.” “So they’ve been fucking for about two years?” Sherrie asked, astonished at what she was hearing. “I want to kill that trifling ass bastard for putting her through this shit,” Tameka said.“Me
too Tameka, every dog has his day! And today will be Dino’s day. How
could her mother do that to her? Oh, that explains why she never told
Keisha to leave his sorry ass,” Sherrie said. “Keisha’s mother is
on drugs. That bastard took advantage of her. Everybody knows that a
crack head will do anything for a fix. You have straight men sucking
dick for a high, and Keisha’s mom stills looks good for her to have a
habit. Hell, she and Keisha look just alike.” “You right, Tameka.” Keisha
arrived at Tameka’s house and blew the horn. Tameka and Sherrie headed
outside. Once they saw the car, they forgot about what Keisha just went
through. “This car is the business,” Sherrie said. “You want it? You can have it.” Keisha had tears in her eyes as she stared straight ahead.“Keisha,
you’re not going to give this bitch a sixty thousand dollar car. I know
you feel like your world came to an end, but I promise you, day by day,
you will get better. Let’s go get your degree you worked so hard for,”
Tameka said. “I don’t feel like it, Tameka. I just want to ball up in the corner and die.” “Quit
talking like that. Life is unfair, we all know that, and the ones you
love are the ones that hurt you the most. But what don’t kill you makes
you stronger. Plus real bitches don’t die young. Now let’s go get that
damn degree!” “Tameka, I know you mean well but I can’t. How can I put a smile on my face when I’m in so much pain?” “Keisha,
you have a degree in Marketing and Advertising waiting on you. You are
the first one in your family to graduate from college. You gonna walk
your ass across that stage and make your father proud. Now move the
hell over and let’s go. I’m driving. Your vision’s a little impaired
right now.” “You just want to get behind the wheel,” Keisha said as she got out the car and walk over to the passenger side. “Yes I do.” They all laughed. Keisha
was late getting there and everything was over. She did get a chance to
say goodbye to some of her professors. As she said her farewells, Que,
a classmate who always asked her out, walked over and gave her a card
and some roses. “Congratulation Ms. Lee. I hope this will not be the last time that we see each other.” “I’m sorry, I don’t have anything for you,” Keisha said. “That’s
cool. I wrote my number on the card. I have to go, my family is waiting
on me, and I was waiting on you. Call me when you get a chance.” He
kissed her on her cheek and walked away.“Damn girl, he is fine. Who the hell is that?” Tameka asked. “That’s Que. He was in a couple of my classes.” “He jonesing for you,” Sherrie said. “Girl, I’m done with men,” Keisha declared. Tameka and Sherrie looked at her funny.“I’m not going to women. I just need time to myself. Let’s go get something to eat yall crazy” “What
do you wanna eat?” Sherrie asked as she snatched the roses out of
Keisha’s hands. She’d never had a man buy her roses before. “I want a good home cooked meal,” Keisha said, rubbing her stomach.“MacArthur’s it is,” they said at once. “First, let‘s go change. I need to take this shit off,” Tameka said. “I don’t have anything to wear. All my clothes are at the house. I can’t go back there.” “Well, let’s go buy you something. My treat,” Tameka said. “It’s cool, I got it. A bitch did leave with a stash.” “Hell, in that case buy me something,” Tameka said, laughing. “No problem,” Keisha said, waving a wad of money she pulled out of her purse.“Let’s
go somewhere in the hood, I don’t feel like going Downtown. Wait, I
know the perfect spot.” Keisha grabbed her phone out of her purse and
start dialing. “Hello Sin’cere, this is Keisha. Clear the store out. My
girls and I are coming through, and I really don’t feel like being
bothered with the hood-rats.” “No problem,” Sin’cere replied. “I’m going to pull up in the back,” Keisha said. “Okay.” They hung up and Keisha, Tameka, and Sherrie headed to the car.Sin’cere
didn’t hesitate to clean house. She knew that Keisha would spend more
money in a day then all those chicks would spend together in a year
with her. “Damn girl, you got it like that?” Sherrie asked as they drove down the highway.
“Yeah, you know Dino spends a lot of money with Sin’cere. Hell, you can
say that she’s my personal shopper. Even when I don’t get clothes from
her store, she’ll pick my shit out from other stores.” “She does have an eye for fashion.” Sherrie said. They
arrived at the store and Keisha pulled up in the back. She honked the
horn and Sin’cere came to the door and waved for them to come in. She
had already pulled out a couple of outfits for Keisha to try on. “Sin’cere,
today I want something very provocative. I want it to hug my hips,
boost up my breast, and show off my long, sexy legs,” Keisha said as
she entered the shop. “I got the perfect outfit for you, but don’t tell that man of yours that you got it from me!” “I won’t” Keisha said, smiling. “I’m serious Keisha. I don’t want to hear that fool’s mouth.” “Bitch, keep it real. You don’t want him to stop spending that dough in here,” Keisha said. “That too!”They
looked at each other and started laughing. Sin’cere and Keisha had
always been cool with each other. Sin’cere took to Keisha when Dino
first introduced them. She knew the hell Dino was putting her through.
She went through the same shit with her trifling ass boyfriend before
he got killed. Sin’cere was six years older than Keisha. Sin’cere
and Dino went to school together. After high school they hung out in
the same circle. Her man and Dino were also friends. Birds of a feather
flocked together.“My girls need a fit. Pick them out the hottest shit you got, but don’t let my bill go over $2,500.00.” “I got you covered. Dino must be out of town,” Sin’cere said. “Yes, he is.” “In that case, let’s pull out some bubbly.” “I can’t drink. I haven’t eaten yet,” Keisha said. “I’ll order us a pizza.” Sin’cere headed toward her office to look up the number to order the pizza. They set, talk, ate, and drank until late into the evening. “We have been in here all day. Let’s go,” Tameka said. “Yeah,
it’s time for me to lock up. I’ll see you ladies later. Congratulations
Keisha! Oh, before I forget, I got something for you.” Sin’cere gave
Keisha a box wrapped in metallic pink wrapping with a satin purple bow.
“You shouldn’t have,” Keisha said. “You know I had to give my favorite customer something on her special day.”
Keisha’s eyes got watery. Not because of the gift, but from her
thinking about how her day started off good and ended up sad. This is
the worst day of my life, Keisha thought. “Don’t cry girl. It’s not that expensive of a gift,” Sin’cere teased. “Thank you, Sin’cere for everything; the long talks, the knowledge, and the wisdom that you have shared with me over the years.”
“You welcome, baby. I’ll do anything for you, anything, just ask.”
Sincere knew at that moment that Keisha was holding something in. She
also knew that Keisha would talk to her about it in her own time. “Damn I really wanted some Mac Arthurs,” Sherrie said. “I did too. I want some of their banana pudding,” Keisha said. “Let’s ride out there and see if they’re open,” Sherrie instructed.They were too late; they were closed. They arrived 15 minutes too late. “Since we over here, let’s ride down to the circle,” Sherrie said. “The circle, what the hell is that?” Keisha asked. “It’s like Washington Park. People go there and hang out,” Sherrie explained. “You want to go?” “Yeah, anything to keep my mind occupied.” Keisha was depressed.They drove up to the Circle and it was packed. Girls were on top of cars half naked, Thug’s were out getting their 50 Cent on. “This shit is crazy. Look at the buffet of dudes,” Keisha said, shaking out of her funk.“I know, right,” Tameka said as she attempted to comb her hair. “Park so we can get out and walk,” Sherrie said frantically.
As they walked past a group of guys leaning on a Lincoln Navigator, the
fella’s started whispering and waving for them to come over. “What’s
up, ma? Can I get your number? Damn all y’all look good,” one boy said
out the crowd. “I like this attention,” Tameka said, as she smiled and waved at the group of guys.A
skinny replica of the singer, Ginuwine, walked up to Tameka and asked
for her number. She looked him up and down and said, “You didn’t even
ask me my name.” “I already know it.” “What is it?” “Beauty” “What?” “If that’s not your name, it should be.” Keisha and Sherrie looked at each other and burst out laughing. They knew he was full of shit. “No seriously, my name is June. What’s yours?” “My name is Tameka.” Keisha and Sherrie walked off as Tameka stood their getting macked down.“Keisha, these West side guys sure come on strong,” Sherrie said.“Yeah, with that weak ass line, I have family out here, my father’s people.” “You want to go visit them?” “I don’t know them like that. After my father’s death, my mother wouldn’t let me go around them.” “That’s right, I forgot,” Sherrie said. “I’m tired of walking. Let’s go get Tameka and bounce,” Keisha said, heading back in the direction they came. As she walked towards her car, Keisha heard someone call her name. She stopped and looked around. “Hey, what’s up stranger?” the guy said once he got close to her. “I’m sorry, do I know you?” Keisha asked. “I’m your cousin Andre, Ray’s son.” Keisha
looked him up and down. Can this day get any worse? She thought. He
must don’t know that Ray had my father killed, she thought. “Why you looking at me like that? You don’t believe me?” “No,
it isn’t that. I’m just having a not so good day today. How is your
father?” she asked nonchalantly, praying he was dead or sprung out on
drugs. “I couldn’t tell you. To be honest, I don’t fuck with him.
He never was a father to me or my brother. He abandoned us after our
mother died.” “How do you remember me?” “How can I forget
you? We lived with yall for about a year after my mother died. Are you
still a spoiled ass? How’s your mom? You look just like her, that’s how
I really recognized you,” he explained as he continued with his
questions.Keisha started to warm up to him once he told her that he didn’t associate with his father. “My mom is doing fine. I remember you now. You used to take my Barbie doll heads and hide them.” “That would be me,” he said, proudly. “We ’bout to bounce it was nice seeing you.” “Wait
cuz, give me your number, and I’ll call you tomorrow so we can go out
to lunch and catch up. I know my brother will be happy to see you.” Some girl walked over in-between them, stood directly in front of Keisha, and started pointing her finger in Andre’s face.
“Every time I turn my back you all up in some bitch face. You are going
to make me catch a murda out here,” she said as she turned around and
rolled her eyes at Keisha. “Excuse me. Who are you calling a
bitch? Whore I might not look it, but I can get as ghetto as yo ig-nant
ass look in a split second,” Keisha said.Andre grabbed the girl by her neck. “Bitch, don’t you ever disrespect my cousin like that again.” “I’m
sorry, baby, I didn’t know that was your cousin,” she said. Andre let
her go and she went over to Keisha and tried to hug her. Keisha stepped
back. The girl looked and said, “My fault you know these bitches be out
her paper chasing and he’s is the biggest fish out here. No harm
intended.”Big fish stood in Keisha’s head. She started thinking on how he could be beneficial to her. “I’ll
call you tomorrow, cuz,” he said to Keisha. “Bring your crazy ass on.”
Andre grabbed his girl, walking off hugging her hips and squeezing her
big ass. “Daddy, you know I have to protect my property,” Andre’s girl said while smacking on some gum.“Damn these hoes out here are crazy,” Sherrie said.“They’re not no crazier than the ones out south. Maybe just a little bolder,” Keisha said.“Yeah, but she was about to get her ass kicked Southside style,” Tameka said. They gave each other a high five. “I’m sleeping at your house tonight, Tameka,” Keisha said.“That’s cool with me.”
On the ride home, no one talked much. They dropped Sherrie off then
headed towards Tameka house. Once settled in bed, Keisha couldn’t
sleep. Her mind wouldn’t let her. She kept picturing her mom and Dino
in bed together. Today was supposed to be one of the happiest days of my life. Keisha’s crying woke Tameka up. Tameka looked over at her and said, “Keisha, you have to get some sleep.” “I can’t. My mind won’t let me. I keep picturing them together. Do you think that Dino is going to get out?” “I don’t know. How much shit was it?” “It wasn’t much.” “It all depends on his parole officer and his lawyer.” “His lawyer?” Keisha asked. She hadn’t factored in a lawyer. “Yeah if his lawyer is good, he can get him off with no probable cause.” “Why
hasn’t he called yet? He knows, doesn’t he?” Keisha started to think
her plan didn’t work. What if Dino heard her when she was in the
kitchen? What if he saw her hiding in the bushes? She was thinking all
kinds of crazy thoughts.“Naw, he still going through the process.
He’ll call tomorrow, probably the first thing in the morning. He
doesn’t know shit. He will never think that you would do something like
that. Now get some sleep, you need it.” “I can’t believe my mom would do that to me.”
“Keisha, your mother is on drugs. She’s not herself. She didn’t do it;
the drugs did it. Remember that. Don’t hate your mother. Help her get
some help. Dino took advantage of her. He probably told her that he
would give her an unlimited supply if she’ll slept with him. You never
know.” “It’s easy for someone to say the drugs made them do it.
Your mother is on drugs. Do you think she will ever do something like
that to you?” “My mom no longer does drugs, she drinks, and I
honestly don’t know what she’ll do. I can’t keep a man long enough to
find out. So I’ll probably never know,” Tameka said and Keisha laughed.
“Now, go to sleep. Good night.” “Good night Tameka!”
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