Page 7 of What You Do To Me
We pulled into our spot, I got out to let her out and to get Jarae’s lil’ Fendi ride out the trunk. Her mama claimed she needed to have this kinda shit, so I grabbed her one. And it was designer because I knew it would get under her mama's skin, plus what I look like flossing and my baby ain’t?
“We’ll talk about it later Jawan, let’s just have a good day.”
I just sucked my teeth at her response. Wasn’t shit else to discuss later as far as I was concerned. When Granny get outta there, she’s quitting. It's that simple. I let her push Jarae and walked behind them into the mall, ready to tear these stores the fuck down. We hit all the lil’ designer stores to get me and Tio some shit. I even made her try on some dresses in one of them lil’ boutiques because I wanted her to go out with me tonight. It ain’t really either of our scenes but my boy was having a party, so I was definitely gonna support him.
I also made her grab some lingerie and shit too because I wanted to see her walk her sexy ass around the house in it, my house of course because what the fuck she gone need it at her house for? If we ain’t have Rae with us, I would have fucked her right in that dressing room, shit if I’m honest, I was tempted to let the salesclerk watch her while I got some pussy, but quickly thought against it. It’s cool though, I’mma definitely fuck when we get to my crib.
Now that mommy and daddy was straight, it was lil’ mama's turn. We were in this spot called Kaylin’s Kontour gettin' baby girl some shit when this bald head bitch walked up on me, tryna touch Jarae’s hand. I almost lost my fuckin’ mind. I turned her away quickly so she couldn’t touch her.
“Bitch what kinda shit is you on? Don’t ever put them crusty ass dick beaters on my fuckin’ kid!”
She jumped back at my tone, then put her hand on her skinny ass hip and said, “Your kid? Nigga that’s my man’s lil’ girl, or is Ms. Goody Two Shoes out here slutting and slumming it?” She was looking at Tiomi when she said that part. I couldn’t help the laugh that escaped my mouth.
“Slumming it? Listen Cynthia, it’s best you get the fuck on before you get yo’ ass beat. I’m only keeping my shorty calm because we in this crowded ass mall,” I warned her in a calm tone. Tiomi looked like she was ready to attack her at any moment.
“Who the hell is Cynthia? My name is Diamond, nigga,” she said with attitude like I was supposed to know her name.
“Well, you look like that Cynthia doll from Rugrats with them three lil’ patches of hair in yo’ bald ass head.” Me and Tio fell out laughing, further pissing her off. Before she could respond that clown ass nigga Romeo walked over to where we were standing. If looks could kill we’d all be dead. Too bad he was a bitch ass nigga and wasn’t gone do shit.
“What the fuck is you doing, Tiomi? You must really want me to kill yo’ hoe ass!” I went ahead and put Jarae in her seat when he said that. I knew shit was about to get real. No way was this nigga gonna disrespect my girl. I stepped in front of Tio, blocking his view of her.
“Nigga you better get out my bitch face and watch yo’ fuckin’ mouth. Take you and this young man and skedaddle. Go find you something safe to do my guy, you know this ain’t it.” He sucked his teeth, waved me off, and tried to move around me.
“Man, Grim, this ain’t got nothing to do with you, I’m tryna talk to my baby mama. She don’t let me see her, but y’all out here dressed like a family and shit with MY fuckin’ lil’ girl. This bitch got me fucked up.”
Soon as he finished his sentence I went in his mouth, immediately drawing blood. I just told this nigga to watch his mouth when it came to my bitch. Standing over him, I bent down and grabbed the collar of his shirt.
“Nigga I said watch yo’ fuckin’ mouth. That’s my bitch and my daughter, nigga. You got anything to say to them, you go through me. You understand, bitch nigga?” He just stared up at me for a second, then snatched away.
Once he was back on his feet he said, “Thing is, Grim, Mimi ain’t ever gone leave me alone. I was her first everything, nigga. No matter what you say and what her dizzy ass agrees to, they both belong to me.”
I guess he really wanted his ass beat. I mean that’s the only reason I could think of. Walking back up on him, Tiomi grabbed my arm to stop me, letting me know she had it.
“That’s where you wrong, Romeo. I don’t belong to you, nigga. I’m not a fuckin’ piece of property, that and the fact that I’m no longer on the market,” she smiled up at me, “is the reason that I would never fuck with you again. It’s in you and this bitch’s best interest to stay the fuck away from us. Next time we won’tbe so nice.” Grabbing hold on Jarae’s stroller, she told me to come on so we could go eat.
I decided to keep it simple tonight. A Champion short set with some air max 270s. A nigga like me can wear anything and look good. I sprayed on my Creed cologne, grabbed my wallet and car keys, and headed out the door.
When I looked at the clock, I saw it was nine-thirty. I told Tio to be ready by ten, a nigga ain’t tryna wait all night for her ass to get ready. It took me like thirty minutes to get to her crib. I was gonna blow the horn for her to bring her ass, but Granny would kill me if she found out I tried to son my bitch like that. Laughing at the thought, I stepped out and made my way inside, using my key of course. Tiomi tried to ask for it back, even threatened to get the locks changed, but again, the fuck I look like not having access to my baby?
When I walked into her room and saw her standing there, I was stuck. I mean a nigga literally couldn’t move. She was fine as a muhfucka every time I saw her, but she was actually done the fuck up tonight. I was legit ready to say fuck Shad and that dumb ass party, so I could fuck on my bitch all night.
She had on a lil’ black dress with them sequins and shit all over it and some black heels that strapped up her legs. Her curls were neatly tucked into a high bun with a few pieces falling over her face. Bitch is so got damn fine. I’m a lucky ass muhfucka. When she finally noticed me standing in the doorway, she turned around, smiling, showing off that pretty smile and those dimples.
“What do you think, Baby?” she asked as she did a spin, then she made her way to me. I wrapped my arms around her waist and brought her lips to mine.
“I think I wanna stay in here and fuck the shit outta you all night.” She smiled and kissed me a few more times.
“As good as that sounds, I look too good to not be shown off, Babe.” She wiped her lip gloss shit off my lips and moved outta my embrace to grab her clutch and phone. I didn’t like the thought of that. She did look good as fuck tonight, and I wasn’t tryna have to kill anybody. She was walking out of the room and I was frowning, following behind her.
“I don’t want you to wear that shit, Tio, go change,” I said, and she turned to look at me. She laughed the shit off like I was playing. “I’m serious man.” My frown deepened.
“Bring your ass Jawan or I’ll drive myself. Chy is probably already there.” I moved towards the door talking shit under my breath. It was going to be all her muhfuckin’ fault when I put a nigga in the hospital tonight, so I ain’t wanna hear it later.
On the way to the club, I thought about my up-and-coming business ventures. Me and Shad needed to go to Mexico and meet with Ramirez soon. He had been mentioning us expanding, and that was something we needed to talk about in person. The trip needed to happen sooner than later. I was even dancing around with the thought of bringing Tio and Rae, but this would-be business and I ain’t leaving them in no hotel down there, so we would vacation somewhere another time.
Back to business though, that shit was going to have to happen after my baby’s birthday party because ain’t no way I’m missing that, I’d discuss it with Shad later. I’d been so lost in my thoughts; I didn't realize I was pulling up to the club. I pushed all the shit to the back of my mind and pulled up to valet. When he let me out, he got ready to round the car to do the same for Tio, but I put a stop to that quickly.
“Nigga did I tell you to let my bitch out? I got her, get the fuck on, and don’t scratch my shit up either or I’mma skin you alive and make a coat out of you for my granny...” Grabbing Tiomi’s hand, we headed inside. I’m sure he’d take extra precaution with my car.
