Page 46 of Just Listen
“Because I ran into him a few weeks ago. We sat down and had a talk. He’s back with his gal, so that’s the end of that.”
“His gal?” Key cringed. “But he was fucking you raw?”
I shrugged. “He said that they were broken up when he met me. Besides, it aint like I can judge, because I was basically doing the same thing.”
“Okay. But now you’re pregnant,” Jahreiah added.
“And I’m not keeping it,” I revealed.
“Why?” Jhyrah cut her eyes at me.
I looked at her like she was crazy. “Because having babies for niggas who are with other bitches is loser activity. I willnotengage.”
“Hey, I feel you,” Key agreed.
Josairah tapped her arm while giving her the eye.
“What?” Key opened her arms. “I’m just saying.”
“Well, at least try calling him to see how he feels first,” Jahreiah suggested.
I shook my head, feeling dejected. “Maybe I would’ve done that, had I not just seen this.” I lifted my phone.
“Seen what?” Everybody asked in unison.
I tapped on the screen of my phone, and ventured back to the last story I’d looked at, before handing the phone to Jahreiah.
With hooded eyes, she studied the video. “Okay. I remember her. I did her hair that time.”
“Right.” I nodded. “And guess who’s in that video with her?”
Riah’s jaw dropped. “Bitch, no. Please tell me that this aint Malice.”
“It is,” I admitted.
“But didn’t you say that she calls you for relationship advice?”
“Yup.” I nodded. “Told me that I saved their relationship.”
Jhyrah snatched the phone from Riah to look at the video herself. “Aww, damn. And he’s fine as shit too. Both of them.”
“Let me see,” Key requested, before Jhyrah handed the cell off.
I sat and watched them pass my phone around, while they all offered their own commentary.
“This shit is so weird,” Riah summed up. “Like with all the people in this city, how the hell do you run into his gal?”
“I don’t know.” I shrugged. “I just can’t ignore all the signs that this aint meant to be. I was already against having a baby with somebody I’m not with. And now this. It’s just showing me that I don’t need to have this baby.”
~~~Chapter 10~~~
One year later…
Malice
Hopping out of my truck, I paused for a second, when I saw something nice switch past my house. The broad had a wagon on her that was damn near clapping, as she flounced down the sidewalk. For a minute…my heart skipped a beat, wondering if it was her. That frame was almost identical, but when she glanced my way, I realized that I was tripping.
“Damn,” I mumbled, as I shook my head. “I’m tripping like a muthafucka.”
