Page 5 of Session 25

A baby. A fucking baby that I knew nothing about until I got the call late last night when I was on the block. Shit pissed me off. I pulled up after receiving multiple calls from an unknown number.

“What?”, I made my way into the lobby of Bronx Lebanon Hospital uptown in the Bronx. Stacey was pacing back and forth as if I had done some shit to her cocked eyed ass. “I know your stupid ass ain’t the one who was blowing down my phone. Fuck is we doing at a hospital.”

“Nigga bye, you know this ain’t even about us. Your trifling ass. I wish I would let you stick that dick anywhere near me.” She smacked her crusted lips. “You know this shit is about Rika.”

“What?” My lip twisted up in disgust. Rika was Koi’s younger cousin who was known as the neighborhood’s cum bucket. Why she was calling me to the hospital had my mind blown.

“Stop looking like you are clueless. You know why the fuck you’re here.”

“Bitch, I’ll slap the fuck outta ya’, can’t look at one object with both eyes’ ass. Where the fuck is she?”

“In labor and delivery, and I can’t wait until Koi finds out. I pray she leaves you after she fuck you up.” By now my heart had dropped to my ass. Rika was a dirty ass bitch. We shared a few minutes months ago after a block party that shouldn’t have happened. Now the bitch was claiming I was the father to her seed! Livid, I rushed to the labor and delivery room she was in.

“Yo, you serious right now? The fuck is Stacey talking about?” I didn’t care that nurses and a doctor were present in her room. Rika was on the bed with some wires hooked up to her stomach. I hadn’t seen her in months, so a pregnancy was news to me. But looking at the size of her stomach, she looked like she was ready to push at any minute.

“Oh, look who it is. Koi so called untouchable man, looking stupid as fuck!” I wanted to come across the room and slap the shit out of her, but the look the doctor gave me told me all I needed to know. I had to save face to keep from getting arrested. My lips pursed together tightly.

“Why you had ya’ friend call me?”

“Because nigga, you the baby’s father so why wouldn’t I call you here?” She gave me a look that I couldn’t quite make out. My mind immediately started doing math. Rika couldn’t be trusted. Her pussy was loose, and I knew that the night I slipped up and fucked her ass raw. That’s why I sent her the money for a Plan B, but obviously this bitch had other plans of her own.

“You wild! So, it’s fuck ya’ cousin? I gave you money to get that pill.” My jaw clenched as the vein in my neck couldn’t be missed. The way my fist balled up, if we were on the streets, I may have knocked some sense into her.

“It was fuck her when you ran up in me, right? Nigga bye. Go on and tell Koi you couldn’t get her pregnant, but it worked over here,” she boasted. Bitches like her were who I was always warned about, but I kept playing stupid, and now I was in a fucked up situation.

“You a different type of evil.” I pulled out my phone and looked at the time. It was well after two in the morning. Koi was probably sleeping, but if she woke up and saw I wasn’t beside her, all hell was gonna be raised.

“I want a DNA.”

“And? We can do that; I don’t have shit to hide.” I turned to leave. “So, you don’t want to see your son being born?” I stopped my stride. A son? Everyone knew I wanted kids, but with Koi’s infertility issues, it never happened. And I had become set on never having kids, until now.

“What?”

“You heard me. I’m having a son, your son, our son.” She cracked a smile, showing off the rotten side tooth. “We can be a family.”

“No, we can’t, and Koi cannot know,” I told her with finality. “But Ima stay to take this test because I refuse to believe a word you say.”

“You’re gonna feel stupid.” Another contraction must have hit her because she took her focus off of taunting me and began screaming out.

“Bitch,” I mumbled.

The ringing of my phone pulled me back to reality. I answered on the third ring.

“Sup.”

“Koi over here in her Audi truck, drunk as fuck. You better come get her my nigga.” My boy Taj spoke. “I see her sister coming up the block, but she was with Belinda stupid ass.”

“Say no more.” I ended the call, grabbing my keys and wallet. I had to Uber because there was no way that I was about to leave her truck in the hood. Koi knew how much that shit ran my pockets. It was the last I’m sorry gift I had given her for getting caught in the club with some bitch on her knees, giving me head. Now when word got back to her about Rika’s stupid ass, I didn’t know what the fuck was going to keep her from kicking my ass.

In the Uber, I kept checking my phone, making sure that Koi hadn’t texted me about Rika. Her cousin secretly hated her, and it was only a matter of time before she had done something unforgivable. From stealing to getting her caught up, Rika was always out to get Koi. I knew she was jealous of her, and yet I allowed her to get me in bed. She wasn’t an ugly chick, but she was ghetto as fuck. And to this day, I’m standing on the fact that Rika came on to me and not the other way around.

Yeah, I cheated, but it was never with a bitch that knew Koi. And as crazy as that sounded, my disrespect had levels and stooping that low was wild, even for me.

“Fuck,” I muttered, kicking the back of the passenger seat. My driver looked at me through the overhead mirror. “My bad yo.”

When we pulled up to the block, I saw a few police cars. I dismissed them since that was the new norm for the block as I hopped out of the Uber. Taj was on the corner talking to some of the old heads.

“Yo yo, she's on the bench over there.” I nodded, walking in the direction of where I saw Koi, her sister, aunt, and cousin. My blood immediately boiled when I saw her outfit of choice. Koi wasn’t the thickest thing, but her ass sat up in the short leggings she wore, showcasing that she was wearing a thong underneath.