Page 61 of Ghetto Heartstrings
From Kema Baby 10:52pm
Smh…whatever hoe (rolls eyes)
Yaya giggled and decided to go call Brook’Lynn since she fell on her mind heavy all of a sudden. Creeping a few feet away, she called only to get the voicemail again. She blew out a breath of frustration and left a voicemail:Brook’Lynn you fucking tripping, this shit ain’t even right and you know it, I can’t tell you how to feel cause I didn’t go through it but the way you’re going about this shit is all wrong and you need to call me within’ the next twenty four hours cause if you don’t, when I see you, I’m fucking you up…I love you friend.
When she finished that she went to lay back up with Snake and stopped briefly to stare in his sexy face,‘I like you.’She thought to herself.‘I just can’t let my emotions get the best of me’.
By the morning, she was awake and found herself slipping on a pair of his basketball shorts and a wifebeater with no bra on underneath so she could let her breast breathe. Snake was fully dressed and ready to go run his errands. He grabbed a bottle of water out of the fridge and looked at her with a funky look. “Where’s your bra?”
She looked down at her hard nipples and shrugged, “I don’t have on one, I’m headed straight to the room anyway. I have to get dressed before I go and sign the paperwork for the apartment.”
“Go get my jacket.” He told her without not even a little smile.
“You trippin’…” She rolled her eyes.
“Nawl, you trippin.” He walked away to his bedroom and came back out with 3 stacks of the shit that made Yaya happy…money. “Here.” He placed it in her hand, she knew it was more than enough, so she planned on using it for what she needed and stacking the rest in the account. “What time you gone be done with everything?” He asked her.
She shrugged, “I’m not sure but my plane leaves super early in the morning, I have to get back and make sure my girl is good since she’s going through some shit right now.”
“You sure you it ain’t that other nigga you tryin’ to get back to?” He questioned.
I should’ve never told him shit,she thought to herself,just hurt and running my mouth.“No, I’m not going to see him, how many times I have to tell you, he don’t want me.” She said frustrated.
“That nigga gon’ want you when he find out that somebody else do.” He told her, grabbing his keys.
“Well, I don’t know but I don’t want to talk about him.” She mumbled, not being able to ignore the pain in her heart whenever she thought about it. She wished that she could be as strong as Kema when it came to trying to change but even if she did change, it wasn’t going to bring Boom back.
Yaya walked up to him and raised up on her tippy toes so she could peck his lips. “I’mma be back soon.”
“Yeah aiight.” He opened the front door so they could walk out, Kema was already in the front waiting for Yaya to come out.
Before either one of them could make it to their cars, a tricked-out beamer was speeding up the driveway and an angry chick hopped out with pure attitude. “Nigga you want to play with me? This why you couldn’t come and get my babies last night?” She grabbed a cute little toddler from the backseat and then grabbed a little smiley baby from the car seat. He was so chunky and unaware of what was going on around him, and Yaya could tell that he was a happy baby. The chick wasn’t to bad herself, she was the regular hood chick, big hoop earrings, sloppy bun with little baby hairs and a cute frame rocking a simple romper outfit with some Steve Madden slides. “You got me fucked up!”
Snake flared his nostrils trying to hold his composure, “Watch yo mouth in front of my kids.” He warned her. “You wanna be a bird, that’s cool, but you ain’t gotta act like that in front of them.”
“Fuck you Snake.” She hissed, “I’m so tired of you just doing what the fuck you want to do, you think because you’re taking care of us, you can do what you want?” She frowned and looked at her toddler, “here baby…go to daddy.” She released his hand, and he ran up to Snake, his identical twin. “Daddyyyy.” He smiled.
Snake picked the little boy up and rubbed his head, “What up little man.”
Yaya looked back and forth, “Look, I gotta go but like I said, I’ll see you later.” She walked toward her car staring at Kema who now had the window down listening to everything with a smirk on her face.
“You ain’t gotta leave.” Snake told her.
“I was leaving anyway…it’s cool baby.”
“Baby?” The baby mama said all funky like with her nose turned up. “Did he tell you that he has me and his kids put upreal nice? Did he tell you how he’s still coming to fuck me every other night?” She asked Yaya trying to piss her off.
What Yaya really wanted to turn around and say was, ‘So what bitch? I just want his money and his dick,’but instead she simply shrugged it off, “He’s a grown man boo, he can do what the fuck he wants, just like he did me last night, and real good to.” She teased as she opened the passenger side of the door.
“How long you been fucking her Snake!” The girl fumed, her cheeks were now fire hot red.
“Man girl, go head on I ain’t touched you in weeks. The kids coming with me or not?” He asked her, disregarding her attitude, it was no doubt in his mind, he was fucking her up as soon as he got the chance.
Yaya didn’t wait around for shit else, instead she closed the door and buckled up, “Come on girl.” She told Kema.
Kema pulled off laughing, “See bitch, I told you, you need to chill the fuck out.”
“Whatever.” Yaya dug in her bag and took out one of the stacks of money and tossed it in Kema’s lap.
