“She’s not a bad woman she just been in some fucked up situations. You don’t love her for no reason. She loves you too but after this, I don’t think you’ll ever get her back. I’m not married or nothing but you don’t put a woman out. I told your ass to think the shit through first.”
“I fucked up. I really fucked up, Boogie.”
I had come back to the house earlier to bring her something to eat but she wasn’t there. Kani got a little fussy so I needed up feeding him and laying him in his bed. After taking a piss and washing my hands I noticed a stick wrapped in tissue inside of her basket where she kept her feminine products. When I read the word positive on the stick, I lost my damn mind. I knew we had slept together a few times but all I could think about was the baby being someone else’s. Boogie did try to calm me down, but I was too far gone. Love had me feeling crazy and I still wasn’t sure how to love correctly but when it came to Blessyn, I’ll do whatever. I answered my brothers call as headed towards Blessyn’s house.
“Perc right now ain’t the time.”
“Nigga you better make time.”
“Fuck going on?”
“Your apartment complex just been set on fire. Not only that but mama house on fire right now too.”
“Man fuck!” I hit the steering wheel. “I can’t focus on one thing at a time ‘cause folks keep fucking with me. Shit!”
“I’ll go to mama house; you go to the apartments. We’ll meet up afterwards.”
“You know where Blessyn stays?”
“Fuck you mean do I know where she stays? At your house nigga.”
“Nah, I put her out. Just meet me over there when you done.”
“Did you say you out here out? You must’ve blacked out for a minute ‘cause ain’t no way you out your ex-wife out of her house.”
“Nigga meet me later,” I hung up the phone and got off on the first exit to head back to the apartments.
The same person was doing this shit. I was too busy dealing with my love life and being a father to deal with any of this streetshit. That’s why I left this shit behind so I could start a family, and nothing threaten my home. It seemed like every week it was some bullshit going on and it only caused more tension in my love life.
I couldn’t even get out of my truck while I watched them fight the big ass flames that consumed the project that I put my heart into. This wasn’t just any type of complex. It was a place I was going to open for my niggas that was coming home and couldn’t find a place to live because of their record. It was personal to me and whoever was doing this, knew it was personal.
It took them two hours to put the fire out. I didn’t even want to talk to no damn body after this shit. I wanted to pack up and move my family away from Atlanta just so I could get some type of peace. Unlike Blessyn’s fire, I was told that mine was an electrical problem, and it wasn’t intentional. Mighty crazy that my shit on fire and so was my mama’s.
“Where you at?” I asked Perc as I pulled away from the scene.
“I’m sitting outside of Blessyn house.”
“Is she there?” I asked.
“Nah, not that I know of.”
“Was she at her mama house?”
“Nigga how I know? You ain’t tell me to go there, you said come here.”
“My bad. I’m on the way.”
I hung up with him and dialed Blessyn’s number but she didn’t answer. This was one of the reasons I hated being in the city. I was closer to her mama house than I was to hers. Blessyn’s car sat in the driveway behind her mamas. It was late but I needed to see her. I had to apologize for my actions and if she never wanted to fuck with me again, at least she’ll know I was sorry.
Me:Come out the door please.
I waited on her for twenty minutes before she dragged her ass out the door. Perc had called and snapped on me for having him waiting but I didn’t want to leave until I talked to her. She stood in the driveway waiting for me to get out of my car.
“Can we talk in the car? It’s kind of cold out here?”
“I really don’t care. Why can’t you leave me the fuck alone? You’ve humiliated the hell out of me too many times today. It’s late and Kani is going to be waking up for a bottle soon.”
“I know but I gotta make it right. I’m sorry for overreacting. I really fucked up this time and I can understand if you never speak to me again. My love for you is real. When I can’t have you, it does something to me. I’m still trying to understand why you can’t love me back. Obviously, we have something if you are carrying child number two.”
