Page 23 of Rayzor: Tell Me It’s Mine II

My Mama was a creature of habit much like myself. Although we didn’t have a good, normal mother-son relationship, a lot of my habits came from her. Maleek was usually under lock and key, so for her not to be there, that meant his ass was moving low.

“Anybody else see him?”

“I mean, whoever was at the station. He must’ve walked.” He exhaled smoke.

I nodded and held out my fist. “’Preciate you for looking out.”

We hit.

“That’s lil’ bro. You know I’m always on that.”

We stood there for a minute in silence. Me, trying to figure out what the fuck Maleek was up to, and City was there trying to get fucking high. I couldn’t enjoy the lil’ buzz the liquor gave me because now my mind was clouded.

“Don’t throw that shit in my yard,” I warned him as I turned to go back inside.

“What you want me to do with it?”

“Eat the shit, smoke that mothafucka til’ it ain’t nothing left, I don’t give a fuck, nigga.”

He chuckled.

“Ain’ ate no weed since that one time I was trying to keep law off me.”

I chuckled, remembering that shit like yesterday.

“And they still got yo’ ass. Man, be safe.” I laughed while closing the door and seeing Eris fine ass walking back toward the living room. I could see her silhouette through her dress as she walked. She was wearing a thong with no bra, and I wanted to fuck something.

“Baby, come holla at me.”

Suki partially turned around but the liquor was whooping her ass.

“Everything good?” Suki asked.

Eris was trying to figure out what was happening until I winked at her.

“Yeah. I just need to see E ‘bout something.”

“Yeah.”

She switched her way to me.

“Make sure the kids stay outside.” She quirkily pranced pass me to the room.

“Oh, y’all too nasty. Can’t even wait on us to leave. Get yours, sis!” Suki yelled. City came in as I followed E.

“Fuck you goin’?” he asked.

“Watch the kids, and don’t y’all be in this mothafucka yelling and cursing in front of them.”

He glanced around me at the room, already knowing.

* * *

Eris almost didn’t get up.

“Come on, baby. We got these folks in here.”

“Shit. I’m tipsy and tired. I don’t have it in me.”