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“Stop what? I didn’t invite her ass here and you shouldn’t have let her ass in.”
“Why would I leave your mother on the porch at eleven at night, Javyous.”
“Mothafucka ain’t my mama,” he mumbled.
“JV, I’m not playing with you.” I frowned. I understood that he was mad, but I wasn’t going to let him be disrespectful.
Sighing, he took a seat on the barstool then pulled me between his legs as I ate the wings before addressing Ms. Phyllis again. “What is it?”
“I’ve been calling you, baby.”
“I’ve been seeing the calls.” He shrugged as his hands gently circled my belly and I elbowed him. “What? Aight.” He laughed when I pinched his side.
“I just want to talk to you.”
“Talk then.” He pointed to the stool on the other side of the bar and tightened his hold on me when I tried to move. I wanted to give them privacy, but he wasn’t having it so I made myself comfortable again as I continued my assault on the wings.
“Baby, I wanted to tell you, I swear I did…”
“Then why didn’t you?” JV asked, cutting her off.
“Your father, Jerry, he is an evil man.” Her head dropped and I saw a few tears hit her hand.What the hell did the man do to her?“If I had told you that I was your mother he would have taken you away from me forever and even turned me into the police. I couldn’t be away from you.”
“The police? Turn you into the police for what?” JV asked and frowned.
“When we were younger, I dated Presley…”
“Say what!”
I was floored. I think both of our jaws were on the floor at the revelation. I would have never guessed that she had been with his uncle too.
She nodded. “I dated Pres first. I went to a party one night where there was a girl that told me she had been dating Pres for the past six months. She had pictures of them together and all. I was so angry. I didn’t want to believe her because the two of us really were in love. We were young, but what we felt for one another was real, you know? But she had the receipts, so how could I not believe her? Anyways, I tried to leave peacefully but she, along with Jerry, followed me out and kept antagonizing me to a point that I could no longer take it.”
She paused and wiped the tears that were flowing down her face. I could feel the tension in JV’s body as we listened to her speak. I knew he was conflicted. He was naturally caring and compassionate, so I knew that he wanted to console her. It was really crazy to me how much I knew him and we hadn’t even been together for a full year yet. That was just how I knew that he was my person.
“So what happened after that?” Javyous asked after clearing his throat.
“Well.” She shifted uncomfortably. “I—we fought. I couldn’t take it. She just kept going and going until I finally snapped and I didn’t stop. I couldn’t stop. I just kept beating and beating her until she was… oh my God.”
I rushed over to her and pulled her into a hug as she sobbed uncontrollably. She didn’t say the end result, but she didn’t have to. Javyous and I both knew what she was saying. I would have done the same about my man. I loved him that much that I would potentially kill him or someone else if they did that to me.
Javyous was frozen in place as he looked at nothing in particular. I felt like he needed a hug too, so I went over to do just that once his mother calmed down.
“Are you good to finish the story?” he asked.
“Yes,” she answered, barely above a whisper. “A-after that, Jerry, he helped me get rid of the body.”
“You killed the bitch?” JV asked.
“Yeah, but I didn’t mean to. Sh-she was?—”
“It don’t even matter, I’m not judging you for that,” he said after cutting her off. “Keep going though.”
“Right. After that I was a mess. Jerry took me back to his place and gave me a drink to help me relax. I didn’t remember much of what happened after that. All I knew was that I woke up in his bed with Pres standing over me. A few months later I found out I was pregnant with you and the torment on my lifefrom Jerry began. I did all that I thought I could to still be a part of your life, Javyous, I swear, and I’m sorry that it took me so long to come clean to you.”
She and I were both crying while he sat there stoically. His father really was a sick ass monster and I truly prayed that karma ate his ass alive.
I was totally worked up after hearing the story and seeing his mother so emotional but was able to calm down after feeling JV’s hands on my belly once again and his lips on my neck.
