“Merry Christmas, Jela.”
“Merry Christmas, Tru Bear.”
I satbehind my office desk, brooding. It had been about two weeks since Jela left, and I was in my feelings bad. I thought about all the volatile shit I was going to do to her once I saw her ass again. I had no idea what would possess her to leave—actually, I did know what possessed her stupid ass.
Truce.
Ever since that nigga set foot back in the city, everybody had lost their damn minds. I could now see what Senior was talking about. Everybody groveled at that motherfucker’s feet, like he was God. I didn’t see it before, because his ass was a manipulative bitch. Disguising himself as the good brother when all he ever did was gloat and judge me.
I only offered him Jela to test him. I saw the way he was looking at her on Thanksgiving; even a blind man could see the fucking lust in his eyes. I didn’t blame him either. Jela was a bad bitch with a killer body, even after she had my baby.
I knew fucking with her fine ass was a mistake, but I couldn’t resist. Watching her at the beach in her bikini, I could see the innocence she possessed. It was obvious that she was easy to influence and control. When I met her moms and sister, I wanted to fuck them hoes, too, but them hoes had shitty attitudes. I couldn’t stand a bitch with too much confidence and boldness, thinking they were better than somebody.
When Jela started acting like she was hot shit, I brought her ass back down to earth. Right after she gave me her virginity, that’s when I began plotting. I lied and manipulated her to believe her people and her bald-headed friends were trying to tear us apart, and she believed me, with her dumbass. Once I got her away from those bitches, she was at my mercy from that point on.
I swear, I couldn’t wait to get my hands on that hoe. I was going to get my daughter from her tacky ass and make her wish she had never left this house.
But first, business.
I watched the cameras as Whitney, Kelly, and Tasia pulled into my driveway. I pressed the button for the intercom.
“Brittany, open the door, and y’all come up to my office.”
“Okay, babe,” she replied.
Brittany’s ass thought she was off the hook with carrying my baby. I was about to shut all that shit down. I didn’t want any more kids. Scottlyn was the only baby I wanted and needed.
A minute later, my bitches entered the office and sat on the couch together. Brittany came around and sat on my lap, but I pushed her ass off of me. This wasn’t that. Their asses weresummoned here on business, and I needed everyone’s attention without the bullshit.
“What is this about?” Brittany asked, irritated.
I kissed my teeth. “First of all, get rid of the attitude before I make your ass leave. This is about business.”
“Okay, but what the fuck you need these bitches for?”
“Girl, get the fuck over it. We all fucking him, so fall in line or get the fuck on. You the only one that always got a fucking problem,” Tasia told her, waving her off.
“Because I’m all the fuck he needs.” Brittany rolled her eyes at the three women before looking back at me as if I owed her an explanation.
“Apparently not,” Kelly countered.
“Aye, y’all shut the fuck up! I didn’t invite y’all here to argue about me.”
“Whyarewe here?” Whitney asked.
“I need y’all to ride with me to Detroit to find Jela and my baby. I’ve been looking all over Muskegon for that bitch, and I ain’t come up on her yet. I know she must’ve gone back home because ain’t no other options.”
“I ain’t doing that!” Brittany blurted. “What is it about this bitch that you can’t let go of?”
“Thatbitchhas my fucking daughter. Get out ya feelings, Brittany. This jealous shit you on ain’t cute, and it makes me not want to be with you at all.”
Rolling her eyes again, she huffed. “Whatever.”
“Now, as the fuck I was saying… I need y’all to roll with me, and when we find that bitch, I want y’all to beat the fuck out of her tacky ass. Nothing is off limits.”
Kelly smirked. “Sign me up! I ain’t had a good fight in a minute.”
“It won’t be a fight. It’ll be her getting her ass beat. We’re leaving soon, so be ready. Now, get naked and meet me in the bedroom.”
