Page 78 of What You Do To Me
“You really love to test me, Tiomi Jones.”
“I didn’t do?—”
“Naw, shut the fuck up. You don’t get to talk right now bruh. You not only put you and my kids in immediate danger, but you took Chy pregnant ass along with you too and put Star’s license at risk,” he chastised and again I felt like shit. “Now what if someone knew the bitch was coming to meet with you? You didn’t have sense enough to hit her up from a phone that doesn’t belong to you. You had her meet you at your peoples business. The cameras at said business were all working. You don’t know any of the people that were brought there to ‘take care of her’, what part of your plan made sense baby?”
I was actually rendered speechless. I didn’t think about any of the stuff that he was saying before now. All I wanted to do was take care of her for stealing from us.
“I was just trying to help.” I started to cry.
“Tiomi, baby.” He moved from the doorway into my personal space to pull me from the couch. “I don’t need you trying to help. I got us, aight. I’m the man, your man, let me take care of shit. I’d lose my shit if something happened to y’all. I just need you to take care of home, okay?”
I nodded. “I’m sorry baby.”
“I know.” He kissed my nose and lips. “But now you know you not going anywhere unless I’m with you. You almost got Rex and Tech ass beat for sneaking you out there and being a part of your fucked up ass plan. Luckily they both put me up on game.”
I didn’t plan to do anything else anyway. I was going to sit in here and order all of the stuff for my kids nursery and prepare to become a mother of four. Going out was tiresome already and I wasn’t even halfway through this pregnancy.
CHAPTER
TWENTY-FIVE
Jawan
“Darren you think you can drive any slower, my nigga? I want to hurry this shit up and get home so I can fuck.”
I was in the car with him and Shad headed to handle this nigga Noah. The dumb nigga wasn’t even smart enough to get rid of Tio’s old phone. He had even hit her on Instagram and messenger soliciting her to meet him so she could get it back. Nigga gotta be gone off some dog food to think she was pulling up on him after that shit. He pulled up at the school. He was in for a very rude awakening now though.
“I’m going as fast as the law allows, Jawan.”
“Nigga fuck them laws, get us there,” Shad said.
“Would one of you like to drive?” Darren glanced over at me, then in the rear view at Shad.
“Did we say we wanted to?” I asked. “We just want you to drive this muhfucka. Fuck you got a SRT for anyway? You strike me as a station wagon type of nigga,” I joked and dapped Shad up.
“Facts. Ol’ Volkswagen type of nigga,” Shad added.
Darren only shook his head in response. He never really entertained our antics, but shit there was nothing he could say.Nigga gone go pick one of the fastest cars on the lot just to drive the speed limit. I just wanted to get there, kill the nigga, then go the fuck home. Tiomi made me promise to reschedule that stupid ass game night that she planned, and I cancelled because they were out being Charlies Angels and shit, so it was going to go down tomorrow. Today was the day I planned to rid my life of each and every problem that we have in our lives.
“I bought it because you told me to, or did you forget?” Again, he cut his eyes in my direction.
“Naw nigga I said to get rid of that Honda, I ain’t said shit about wasting your bread on this shit here.”
“Well, I like it.”
“Well, I like it,” Shad mocked. “Just drive nigga, damn.”
Noah really wasn’t a smart nigga at all. The nigga legit lives in the house that he had Tiomi at and her phone, shit wild as fuck . Like what kind of muhfuckas did RJ go out and recruit. The phone number that I shot to Tech the day Tio had lost her fuckin’ mind traced back to RJ. He had been hiding in plain sight this entire time, recruiting stupid muhfuckas like Noah to get close to me. He did have a little sense though. RJ knows that I don’t deal with new niggas at all, so he sent him at Tiomi thinking that shit was going to be sweet. I just couldn’t believe he didn’t account for me making sure my bitch was good at all times. After riding for what felt like two more hours with this slow ass nigga behind the wheel, we were finally pulling up to the house that he was occupying. As we climbed out, I started talking shit again.
“Nigga, what we about to do in here ain’t legal, so don’t start throwing up and shit, and when we leave have a sense of urgency.”
Nobody had time to deal with Darren and all that scary shit his ass be on.
“Shit stay your ass in the car matter fact,” Shad chimed in.
“No, I’ll be fine. Unfortunately, I’m getting used to breaking the law with you guys.” He looked around. “Can we head inside?”
I let him live and took his advice. We wasted enough time as is with Darren driving like Ms. Daisy. Shad picked the lock like he usually did, and just like last time I wanted to knock on the door an put one in that nigga’s head. Once we had the door opened, I stepped inside before them and we started to search the house. I swear it had to be déjà vu because this nigga Noah was in here fuckin’ this bitch just like we had found Romeo. I watched this performance for a second too, just like we had done Romeo, but this bitch wasn’t as talented. If I’m being honest it was boring. I let my eyes land on Shad who was watching with his nose turned up and Darren who was covering his eyes like a hoe. I smacked his hands down and got ready to make our presence known, but Shad beat me to it. The bitch brain matter was spread all over the headboard.
