Page 6 of Baby, You're My Weakness
“Hey. You look pretty.” I reached out and tugged the ends of her curly hair. She had a black-and-white footlocker shirt on with black skinny jeans, and all-white Nike forces on her feet.
“I came with Leah, but I had to leave her. Why you ain’t tell me how off the chain she got?” Folding my arms across my chest, I tilted my head to the side, waiting for an answer. Last night, she gave me the scoop on everybody, including my auntie, butfailed to mention my sister done turned into a whole bitch in these streets.
She waved me off. “You wouldn’t have listened. You blind as hell when it comes to yo’ sister, Baby.”
She started rearranging shirts, tryna make it seem like she’s working. I mean, she is right. When it comes to my sister, I can be naïve sometimes. I know she ain’t no angel, but I can’t see her out here moving wrong. She ain’t got it in her.
“Well, I just got a fat ass dose of reality. She basically told me she’s grown, and leave her the fuck alone,” I muttered out, exaggerating the facts.
A cute ass pair of Jordans caught my eye. I sulked over to them, pouting at the fact that I can’t afford to buy anything this nice. I’m usually not a fan of purple, but I like the way it’s set up on these shoes.
“You like them?” Jayda strolled over, grabbing the shoe from my hand.
“What size you wear again?” she questioned, peering down at my feet.
“Girl, I wear six. Why?” I asked with a frown. I’m 5’6, so naturally I’m gone have small feet, but I never been comfortable with my size. People tell me I’m lucky because I can fit into kids and adult shoes.
She shrugged, telling me to hold up while she helps a customer. I walked around to look at some more while I waited.
“I figured you’ll be in here. Why the hell you just left? I was looking for you everywhere?” I glanced over my shoulder and rolled my eyes at Leah. She claimed she looked everywhere, but where else I’mma fucking go?
“You found me. You went shopping already?” I questioned, my neck craned to look inside the bag. When I did, she moved it closer to her chest. “Why can’t I see it? It’s lingerie or something?”
She didn’t get a chance to respond before Jayda walked over, a black box tucked under her arm.
“Here you go, Baby,” she said, extending her hand.
“What’s this?” I inquired, opening it up in disbelief, “Girl, you bought me shoes? You my bitch in real life.”
I flung my arms around her shoulders. Leah peaked over to look inside before rolling her eyes. They alright, I guess. Why you ain’t tell me to get you shoes?”
“She ain’t ask me to get her shit. I did it because I wanted to.” Setting her hand on her hip, Jayda rolled her neck with attitude. “That’s my cousin and she did time for yo’ ass. The least you can do is make sure she’s good.”
Leah opened and closed her mouth multiple times, as if tryna find the right words to say.
She finally thought of something when she blurted out, “Girl, whatever. You need to mind yo’ own business. I do plenty of shit for my sister.”
I ain’t mean to rain on her parade, but mama did teach us a thing or two about telling tales.
“Like what?” I interrupted with knitted eyebrows. She did nothing for me and I didn’t expect her too. Although, it would’ve been nice if she offered it. She kept quiet, and I knew she wouldn’t have a comeback.What would she have said?
Turning around, I pulled Jay in for another hug. “Thank you so much. I love you to pieces.”
She squeezed me back for a second, then pushed me away from her. “Alright, hoe. Let me go.”
We shared a quick laugh before I turned towards Leah. She stood there with a scowl on her face like she’s mad at the world, and I’m sure she’s ready to go.
She waved her hand in a dismissive gesture. “I’ll be over to the house later. Let me get back to work.”
I placed my bag in the crook of my arm then headed towards the exit, ignoring Leah behind me.
“Wait, Baby.”
She jogged to catch up, but couldn’t move fast enough with all the bags she was carrying. “Why you put me on blast like that?”
I cut my eyes at her. That’s what she got out of that conversation? Never mind everything else Jayda said, she’s worried about me outing her.
“I didn’t say nothing untrue, Leah,” I claimed, stopping in my tracks when I noticed the hiring poster in front of this cute boutique. “I’m going in there. Wait here.”
