Page 38 of What You Do To Me
“Baby why wouldn’t you get a wax, all that fucking hair down there. You knew she would be coming soon.”
“I did get a wax Jawan.”
“That’s the baby’s hair Mr. Jones, that's her head, we’re about to have a baby,” Dr. Roman said. That was all I remembered before everything went black around me.
“Nigga you passed out before the baby was born. You done turned into a real bitch out here.”
Shad laughed. I didn’t give a fuck though; they didn’t prepare me for her shit to be spread open like that. I thought the process might have taken a little longer than opening my wife’s legs and BOOM, there’s the head. I did indeed pass out when I saw all of that but one of the nurses woke me up before she actually pushed my baby out. I was able to hold my wife’s hand and cutthe umbilical cord and all that good shit. I know next time to sit at the top of the fuckin’ bed until they said it was go time.
It’s been a month since we had Lae and she has us on our toes. Her and her sister. Jarae had become very territorial when we brought the baby home. She would have a fit when one of us has to tend to the baby, but once she realized that the baby wasn’t going anywhere, she tightened up. While Jarae looked just like her mother, Jalae is my twin. The only thing she inherited from her mother was those green eyes and those dimples. I felt some kind of way because I had to leave my babies in the states, but I needed to fly down to Mexico to get with Ramirez. As soon as the plane landed, I had a text to come through.
Tech: Nigga guess who the fuck this Terrance Sherman nigga is!
Me: Nigga just tell me, ain’t nobody guessing and shit.
Tech: Turbo
Me: Get the fuck out of here. How you know.
Tech: I’m looking at him nigga.
Me: Y’all boys handle that, I’m out of the country.
Tech: say less.
My blood was low key boiling. No wonder Tech couldn’t find his ass in Houston, he slithered his snake ass over to Miami. I’m tight because I want to kill this nigga myself for even breathing the same air as my bitch.
“Turbo is the nigga that’s been pressing Tio,” I revealed to Shad.
He looked up from his phone frowning, “How the fuck she know that nigga?”
I ran my hand down my face attempting to keep my anger at bay. “He approached her at Charlie’s one day, I swept that shit under the rug that time because I know my bitch is fine and shit so of course muhfuckas gone look, but they better not touch.” Henodded his head in agreement. “But then he pushed up on her at the mall, and last month when they were at dinner.”
“So, you got somebody on him?”
I shake my headyes.“Tech gone pick him up for me and take him to the warehouse until I can deal with him.”
That’s going to give me plenty of time to decide what I want to do with him. Pulling into Ramirez’s estate I got an eerie feeling. Nothing looked out of place from the outside, but I could feel that something wasn’t right. I tapped Shad to get his attention again.
“You called and told him that we landed?”
“Naw but I can.” He pulled his phone out to make the call. “No answer. Bella ain’t picking up either.”
Fuck. “Something ain't right.”
When the car came to a stop, it was confirmed that shit was off. Ramirez has always greeted me and Shad in the driveway when we flew in. Stepping out of the car I pulled my strap and Shad did the same. We made our way inside of the house, not one member of the staff was in sight.
“Bruh where the fuck is everybody?” Shad said out loud.
We moved deeper into the house until we were outside of his home office. The thing that had us alarmed was seeing blood on the doorknob. I used my foot to kick the door open, and there Ramirez was, seated in his chair behind the desk with a bullet in the middle of his forehead. I moved quickly to his side.
“Fuck, what happened, Ramirez?”
“Don’t touch shit in here nigga,” Shad said.
“I’m not nigga.”
“Well. Well, well. What do we have here?” Spinning around on our feet we noticed that RJ was standing at the door with Antonio, Ramirez’s younger brother.
