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  “When can I meet him? Mone already gave his approval but I would love to meet my grandson’s father.”

  I thought, what harm could it do? “You can meet him now if you would like.”

  “Sure, why not,” he said playing with Romell. I took out my phone and dialed Mykell’s number. I didn’t know why, but for some reason I was nervous. “Wassup?” he answered sounding like I was bothering him.

  “You busy?” I was hoping he would say yes.

  “Naw, me and MJ just woke up from a nap.

  “Well Fat Fat and I are on the way, I have somebody I want you to meet.”

  “Well come through.”

  “Okay.”

  I looked at my dad and noticed how handsome he was. Prison makes some people look old but it didn’t age him a bit. “You ready?”

  “Yeah, let’s go.”

  I hadn’t seen Mykell in three weeks, since the night of my birthday. I was avoiding him because I wanted the relationship with Kamil to work. I didn’t want Mykell getting in the way of me being happy. Yeah, Kamil and I had some issues we had to work out but what relationship didn’t?

  We pulled up to Mykell’s house. I got a nervous feeling in my stomach and I wished it would go away. I grabbed Fat Fat from the backseat, and all three of us headed for the front door. I took out my key and unlocked the door. “Oh it’s like that?” my dad chuckled.

  “It’s not what you think.” I shook my head.

  I put my son down and opened the door. He took off running the moment it opened. “Daddy,” he ran for his father.

  “Wassup lil man.” He pulled his son on his lap.

  I cleared my throat and he looked up at me and then at my dad. “Mykell, this is my dad Ramone Sr., Dad, this is Mykell, Romell’s father.”

  Mykell stood up and shook his hand. “Nice to meet you sir.”

  “Likewise, I’ve wanted to meet you since I found out about my grandson.”

  “Oh yeah?” Mykell looked over at me and I looked away.

  “MJ! Come here.” I tried to avoid the confrontation I knew was coming. MJ came running down the stairs and right into me, hugging me tight. “Hi Mom! Long time no see, but it’s okay. I forgive you.”

  I chuckled because he was just too grown. “I want you to meet my Dad, knucklehead. Dad, this is Mykell Jr., MJ, this is my dad.”

  “Ohhhh! So you’re like my grandpa?”

  He smiled, “I think so lil man.”

  “Um, Neicey can I holla at you real quick?” Mykell asked.

  “Sure you can. I will stay here with my grandsons,” my dad said before I could answer. I just looked at him. “Gon’ head girl,” he urged me.

  I sighed because I already knew where that was going. I had been trying to avoid all that, but I supposed it didn’t work.

  We walked to the back bedroom. “Wassup?” I asked.

  “Can you at least shut the door?” he asked. I stood there with my arms folded.

  He sighed and walked over to the door and closed it. “What’s yo problem?”

  “What makes you think I have a problem?” I got defensive.

  “Maybe because I haven’t gotten to spend any time with my son since you decided to play the loving housewife.”

  “Are you mad because you haven’t seen your son or because you haven’t been able to get in my panties?” I asked with an attitude.

  He chuckled, but I didn’t see shit funny. “Baby girl, please, yo pussy is the furthest thing from my mind. I ain’t never had a problem getting it from you or anybody else, so stop acting like you’re the only one walking around with one. Now as far as my son goes, that lil bullshit you on keeping him from me; it ends today. I don’t give a fuck if you marry the fucking Prince of England, I better be able to get my son. Or that’s yo ass, now play with me if you want to.”

  We stood there in a staring match for a few minutes. I was shocked that he had just said that shit to me. Maybe he was finally moving on and realizing that we were over. That was exactly what I wanted, or was it?

  Chapter 5

  Kamil

  It was Romell’s first birthday. Neicey was driving herself crazy making sure everything was in order. She decided to have the party over at her Pop Pop’s house. We weren’t expecting anybody but family because Neicey’s lil mean ass didn’t like anyone. It was going to be a family get together and birthday party. I really wasn’t in the mood to be around her bitch ass baby daddy, but it wasn’t about him. It was about lil man. If he did step out of line, I had no problem putting that nigga in his place. There was no sense in acting like a bitch when he lost her fair and square. If he would have been doing right from jump, she wouldn’t have come to me. In the words of Drake, “I know he messed up but let a real nigga make it right.”

  “Neicey, chill ma. You gonna drive yo lil self crazy,” I said.

  She sighed. “I know Kamil, but I just want everything to be perfect. I just can’t believe my baby is one year old already. It feels like I just had him.”

  “I know. Before you know it me and lil man will be out riding around picking up girls,” I laughed but it was cut short when Neicey punched me in the chest.

  No lie that shit hurt like hell. Her lil ass could pack a mean punch.

  “I was just playing baby, damn,” I said rubbing my chest.

  “Yeah well you play too much,” she said pouting.

  “Awww, my baby mad?” I asked pulling her close to me.

  “Move Kamil,” she laughed.

  “Give me a kiss and I’ll move.”

  “C’mon Kamil, I have to finish getting stuff ready for the party.”

  “Give me a kiss.”

  “No,” she said trying to move.

  I grabbed her by her waist and pulled her closer to me. She finally gave in and gave me a passionate kiss. After what seemed like forever, she broke the kiss. “That’s what I’m talking about.” I laughed.

  Ramone

  I knew its little man’s birthday, but I had a surprise for Neicey also. She done got up here in the D and forgot about her brothers back home. I called to let them know that their nephew was having his very first birthday and they said they would be there. I asked Pops if it was cool and he said no problem. I couldn’t wait to see the look on her face. After my mom passed, my homeboys helped me look after Neicey. There were five of us total. Me, Corey, Jason, Howie and Lakey. With Lakey only being two years older than Neicey, they were always together. They didn’t think we knew but I knew they had something going on together. I knew she would be shocked to see them.

  “Damn Lani, did you have to buy all these toys?” I asked putting all Romell’s gifts in the car.

  “Yes I did, I mean my nephew only turns one once.”

  “He probably won’t even play with all these toys,” I joked.

  “Of course he will, now shut up and hurry up,” she fussed.

  “If you wouldn’t have bought every toy in the store, we could have been there twenty minutes ago.”

  “Whatever,” she rolled her eyes.

  “I’m gonna hate to see how you act when we get kids of our own,” I said putting the last two gifts in the car.

  “Well, don’t wait on it.”

  “Why every time I bring up the subject about us having kids, you always cop a damn attitude?”

  “I don’t have a damn attitude Ramone.”

  “Well I can’t tell Le’Lani,” I said sarcastically. “What is it? You don’t want to have kids with a nigga or something?”

  “It’s not that.”

  “Then what the hell is it then? Help me understand,” I said getting mad.

  “I’m scared okay,” she yelled. “I fucking lost my mother because she gave birth to me and I don’t want to end up like her and miss out on my child’s life.”

  Damn. Now I felt like shit. “I’m sorry baby, I didn’t know. I understand how you feel. I don’t want you to feel like I’m pressuring you into having a baby. We can wait till you’re ready, if you ever become rea
dy,” I said.

  I knew it had to be hard for her. I never thought about that, she had a legit reason to be scared. It would be nice to have some little ones running around, but I was not about to force her to do anything she was not ready to do.

  The rest of the ride to Pops’ house was quiet. I really felt bad about getting on her earlier. I should have talked to her instead of jumping to conclusions.

  “Baby, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to get mad at you earlier.” I said

  She turned and looked at me. “It’s fine, Ramone. I understand where you’re coming from, but I also need you to understand where I’m coming from. I want to have kids someday, but I have some personal issues that I need to get over first.” With that said, she got out of the car.

  Chapter 6

  Reneice

  We were all in Pop-Pop’s back yard chilling. MJ was running around playing with Romell, those two were inseparable. I would be lying if I said there wasn’t some tension in the air though and it was pretty thick. Not only between Mykell and I, but Mykell and Kamil, and also Kamil and Ramone. Everyone was keeping calm and staying out of their feelings because it was Romell’s day and I refused to mess it up. “Did I hear somebody say there was a party going on?” I stopped dead in my tracks. It couldn’t be, is it really? I turned around and saw all four of my brother’s friends.

  “OH MY GODDDD,” I screamed then ran to the closet one. I jumped in Corey’s arms like I used to when I was little.

  “What are you guys doing here?” I gave each one of them a hug.

  “Well you got down here and neglected us, so we decided to come show out on you.”

  “Um, are you going to introduce us?” I heard Kamil say from behind me.

  “Everybody, this is Corey, Jason, Howie, and Lakey.” I pointed to each one of the men that helped Ramone raise me. I looked over at Lakey and started smiling from ear to ear. Lakey and Corey were brothers, but since Lakey was only two years older than me, we seemed to always get left together all the time. He was my first boyfriend. He was even my first love. He was so mad at me when I told him I was moving, but I had to do something with my life.

  “Wassup, Ladybug, long time no see. You act like you don’t even know a nigga no more.” He smiled that gorgeous smile I loved so much.

  “Whatever Lake, it ain’t even like that.”

  “Yeah? Well how is it then?”

  “Ugh, we’ll talk later.”

  “Bet.”

  I could feel Kamil’s eyes burning a hole in the side of my face. He jealous, that’s cute. On the other hand, Mykell seemed to be cool. I didn’t know why I was worried about how he felt anyways.

  “So where’s our nephew anyways?” Howie asked.

  I turned to see MJ and Romell running around the backyard. I love my boys. “Fat Fat, come here,” I called out to Romell. He turned, looked at me with a big smile on his face, and ran his little self towards me.

  “Mama, play,” he reached for me to pick him up.

  “Mama will play with her baby in a minute; I want you to meet your uncles.”

  “Uncle?”

  “Yes.”

  He looked at the four men standing in front of us. “Hi,” he said shyly.

  “Wassup lil man,” Jason spoke. “I’m Uncle Jay, that’s Howie, Corey, and Lakey.”

  Romell just smiled. “Play?” he asked Jason.

  “Sure lil man, let’s play.”

  I watched as Jason played with Romell and MJ. They were playing football. I felt so blessed to have those people in my life.

  “Okay everybody, let’s eat,” Pop-Pop announced.

  We sat at the big table that Pop-Pop had on his patio. “Uhh, I just know y’all about to go wash y’all hands?” Lani said with her hands on her hips.

  “Well, excuse us,” Ramone laughed.

  I grabbed my Fat Man and put him on my lap. I loved my son more than anything in the world. I never thought I could love someone so much. I could say Mykell had given me the best thing in the world. Everyone came back from washing their hands so we blessed the food and dug right on in. I started to feed Romell but he shook his head. “I want Daddy,” he said.

  “You turning on me Fat Fat?” I asked faking hurt.

  He kissed me on the lips and smiled with his two bottom teeth showing. I just laughed and took him over to Mykell. I gave him Fat Fat’s plate. He tried to make eye contact with me but I kept ignoring him.

  “So bighead, how do you like motherhood?” Corey asked.

  “I love it! Fat Fat is my world.” I smiled at my son.

  “I remember when you were that little, we would all be chilling in Mone’s room and you would just walk in there like you owned the room,” he laughed.

  “Yeah that’s when we liked you,” Howie joked

  I rolled my eyes, “Whatever.”

  “He make you want some more?”

  Before I even could speak, Kamil jumped in. “We’re working on it.”

  I looked at Lani then Ramone. “Uhh, naw I don’t want any more for a couple of years. Fat and MJ are enough for me right now,” I spoke up

  He looked at me crazy. “So what you saying?”

  “I think I made it plain and clear what I was saying. I don’t want any more kids for a few years.”

  He chuckled. “That’s some bullshit.”

  “How you figure?”

  “Because yo ass was quick to get pregnant by that nigga. Not once but twice. When I try to get you pregnant, yo ass is quick to get on birth control.”

  “Man,” Ramone started to say, but I cut him off, “Naw Mone, I got this.”

  “Excuse you, but I went on birth control after I had Romell because what the fuck I look like being only 21 years old popping out babies back to back with no job because yo ass don’t want me working? Make it make sense Kamil.” I rolled my neck clearly getting pissed off.

  “If that was the case, you would’ve got on birth control after you lost the first baby, but naw you laid on yo back and got knocked up again. I’m starting to think you just don’t want to have my baby because I ain’t that nigga!”

  “Fuck you and this bullshit!” I was so mad I wanted to punch that nigga in his jaw for saying some shit like that. If I wasn’t going to those damn therapy sessions with Ramone I would’ve went the fuck off. Instead, I just got up and walked into the house. I was so mad I had tears streaming down my face.

  “Neicey,” I heard Lani yell, but fuck that, I refused to stop or turn around. Here it was supposed to be my son’s birthday and Kamil was trying to make shit about him. I didn’t know where that attitude was coming from, nor did I give a damn. All of a sudden, he wanted to show out and throw a bitch fit. Fuck him.

  Lakey

  That was some crazy shit that just happened. I knew her nigga had some bitch in him when I first laid eyes on him. I didn’t even know why she with his ass anyways. What the fuck could his scrawny ass do for her?

  “Man let me go check on her,” Ramone said pissed off.

  “Naw Mone, I got this one,” I said mugging her bitch of a nigga.

  Shit, I had her before either of them two niggas out there did, but that was beside the point. I met her baby daddy a few days ago and he was cool. Of course, I told him about mine and Ladybug’s history. He was cool about it and said he wasn’t on no beefing shit with me because I was before he came around. He expressed his concerns with me about her new nigga though. He and Ramone gave me the rundown on everything that had been happening. It broke my damn heart when I found out that my Snook was raped. That shit almost happed when she was 9 years old so I had taught her how to shoot a gun to protect herself.

  I found her in the kitchen pacing back and forth. “Come here Snook.”

  She looked at me with tears in her eyes. She looked like the little girl I grew up with and fell in love with when I was 14 years old. “Fuck that nigga and the bullshit he talking. He can’t force you to do something you don’t want to do.”

  “I’m tired of
everybody treating me like I’m in the wrong. Mykell’s mad at me because I’m engaged to Kamil and won’t take him back. Kamil’s mad at me because I won’t have his baby. I’m just tired of everything Lakey.” She broke down crying.

  “Hey now, you know how I feel about you and that crying shit. Wipe them eyes and cut all that shit out.” I rubbed her back.

  “I’m just tired, Lashaun,” she called me by my government.

  “I know, but you know I don’t like you crying. You don’t have to have that nigga’s baby if you don’t want to. Shit he don’t even seem like yo type, so why are you with him?”

  “What makes you think he’s not my type?” she asked with her hands on her hips.

  “Because he’s not me,” I chuckled

  “Whatever Lakey.”

  “No but seriously, he’s not your type because he’s a light-skinned nigga. You’ve never been into them, you like chocolate, always have. Hell, look at me and yo baby daddy.”

  “Now you ain’t lying,” she laughed. “But he was there for me when Mykell and I were having problems. He would talk to me and help me make decisions. He would kick it with me when Mykell didn’t have time for me,” she shrugged.

  “So basically you’re with him because you got comfortable with him. He was plotting on yo relationship the whole time and you ain’t een know,” I said mocking Rocko.

  She laughed. “I guess, but it’s crazy because after I left Mykell, I went to his house and that’s where I’ve been ever since. We never even really made it official.”

  “Like I said, you got comfortable with him. You feel like you have to be with him because he was a shoulder for you to cry on. Now look where that got you.”

  “I know,” she sighed.

  “So how about we say fuck him and you bring yo ass back home where you belong, with me,” I stated.

  “With you huh? It’s not that simple Lakey.”

  “You still love him don’t you?”

  “Who?”

  “Your son’s father.”

  “Nope.” She bit her lip. She always did that when she was lying or hiding something.