Page 68 of Another Night With Me

“Mannn, that one time Sonni had Riker standing outside in his drawls because he fucked up they reup money. That nigga was really out there like a bitch tryna sell some pussy,” Ya’ laughed.

“Sonni was fucked up in the head forreal,” Nakeem shook his head smiling at the memories of Sonni.

“Priscilla 2.0.” Titon bitterly said. “She the reason he was the way he was.” He sighed.

”Yeah.” I replied not liking to think of the dark side of Sonni.

I liked to remember the good of Sonni but if I was honest there wasn’t a lot of good when it came to Sonni. His bad outweighed his good. Before he ever stepped into the streets Sonni had been arrogant and unappreciative. He knew he had us to protect him so he didn’t fear anything and being born with a natural talent for football his ego was out of this world. Sonni walked around with his ass on his shoulders on most days. I loved my little brother but Pricilla had fucked him up.

”How we gon’ pull up on Riker if we don’t know where he rest his head at?” Ya’ asked reeling the conversation back from the somber tone that over took us.

“Shit, I know where his mama stay,” Nakeem answered.

“What we gone do just show up and tell her we looking for Riker?” I skeptically asked, the weed had Nakeem tripping.

“Why not?” Nakeem said bawling his face up at me crazily, “She probably think he was cool with us too.”

“We ain’t got shit to lose. You said you wanna get this shit taken care of who gives a fuck about how we go about the shit.” Titon spoke.

I sighed, “When y’all tryna do this shit?”

I couldn’t wait to get this shit over with because I was ready to put my focus on my money and my family. I said I wasn’t ready to make shit official between Yanna and me but the more I thought about the possibility of losing her to another nigga. I knew I wouldn’t be able to handle that. Yanna was mine from the first moment I’d laid eyes on her. It wouldn’t be a day on this earth that I would be okay with seeing her with anybody but me. I wanted to be the only nigga who put babies in her belly and to give her my last name. As long as I had a breath in my body Zuriyah would only ever see me loving her mama. I wanted to give her the life I’d always wanted growing up. My end game was Yanna and the family we were building together.

“Tomorrow.” Titon spoke up for everyone.

I looked at Ya’ and Nakeem to see if they were cool with that, both nodded their head in agreement.

“We can do that we gone met back here around five?” I asked all of them.

”Yeah,” They all answered.

I went to say something when Yanna’s voice came from behind me. “Babe, I’m tired.” She yawned then a pout formed on her lips. “Zuriyah keeps whining and I can’t do nothing with her.”

Yanna was definitely pregnant, she ended up taking a test the day after we ended up taking pictures. The lines turned blue as soon as her pee hit the stick. Confirming what I’d told her already. I knew Yanna’s body, her nipples were more sensitive, she complained about Zuriyah being too rough when she fed her. That was my first sign then I realized she ain’t said nothing about a pad or a tampon since she had Zuriyah which told me everything I need to know then. I can’t lie I was happy as fuck Yanna was giving me another baby. I didn’t give a fuck how soon it was as long as Yanna was healthy and our baby came out healthy. Everything else was trivial.

“Here I come. Get y’all stuff together.”

”Okay,” Yanna said as she sauntered over to me placing a small kiss on my lips before heading back into the house.

“Niggas swear up and down that they wanna be single,” Nakeem snickered.

Titon stood up stretching. “Nah, nigga he confused just like you.”

“Bitch, I ain’t confused about shit. I know what I’m doing. I’m fucking these bitches until Joi crazy ass get out then ima be back with my bitch,” Nakeem confidently replied.

“I’m not confused. I wanna be with Yanna. I was just second guessing myself. We good now.” I said.

“At least you know what the fuck you got going on, cause this nigga don’t know shit.” Titon smartly said cutting his eyes towards Nakeem.

“What the fuck I just said,” Nakeem grunted dipping Titon off.

”Aye that’s what I meant to tell you. Frankee and me was out yesterday on a date. We ran into Reya. I ain’t know she had a nigga.” Ya’ said snapping his fingers as he ran down the details of him seeing Reya.

“I told you not to tell that nigga. He finna go torture that girl and try to kill whatever nigga she was with. You messy Ya’,” Tition sniggered holding back his laugh.

Nakeem was sitting there looking pissed as he typed away on his phone. His light bright ass had turned red which meant he was heated.

”Fuck that, you knew about this shit Tition and you ain’t told me shit?”” Nakeem stood up squinting his eyes at Titon.