Page 9 of What You Do To Me
When we got to his house, he took Rae straight to her room and put her in her bed. I sat right down in the living room, pulled out my phone and ordered an Uber. As soon as he got in the shower, which I knew he would, I was getting my baby and getting the fuck out. He had me fucked up. Here I am playing wifey to this nigga and he fucking this transgender looking bitch in his office. Before I let another nigga play me, I would leave. My peace of mind is essential.
When we got to his house, I played shit cool. I allowed him to take the baby in her room and get her settled, then retreat to his room to take care of himself. I heard his bedroom door close as soon as the confirmation that my Uber was here came to my phone. I slowly crept up the stairs to get Jarae and made abeeline for the door. Imagine my surprise when I made it outside and there was the running car, but no driver was in there.
“What the fuck?” I said to myself and pulled my phone out to see what was going on.
“Looking for him?” I heard Jawan say from behind me.
I slowly turned around and saw a middle-aged white man lying on the ground with a bullet hole in his head. I let out a muffled scream because I had covered my mouth with my hand. How the hell did he know?
“JJ-Ja-Jawan w-w-wh-what a-are yy-you d-doing baby?” I struggled to get out. He still had his gun in his hand. He gave me a low chuckle.
“Naw, Baby. What are you doin’? You tryna take my baby from the comfort of her home? Why you tryna leave me, Tiomi?”
I was terrified. He was walking towards me and I was walking backwards. “N-n-no baby, I would never take her from you,” I said as the tears slid down my face.
I was finally backed into a wall; he had made his way into my personal space. He didn’t say another word. He just grabbed Rae in one hand, grabbed my hand with his other, then walked us back into the house.
After he put Rae back in her bed, we walked into his room, he put the gun in his safe, then called the clean-up crew to come to take care of the body and car outside. As soon as he hung up the phone, I smacked the fuck outta him. I didn’t stop there, I started to beat his ass. I hit him wherever my fist landed.
“How dare you pull a fuckin’ gun on me? With our fuckin’ daughter in my hands!” I screamed as I continued to hit him anywhere I could. After a few minutes he grabbed my hands and pinned them above my head against the wall.
“Don’t hit me no fuckin’ more, Tiomi. I would never hurt you or Jarae, you know that. I expect the same respect in return,” hesaid and walked towards the bathroom. Of course, that wasn’t gonna suffice for me, I followed his ass right into the bathroom.
“You could have fuckin’ fooled me. You killed a man, Jawan! Right in front of this house! Are you out of your fuckin’ mind?” He turned around so fast and got in my face.
“Yeah, I’m out of my fuckin’ mind when it come to you and my fuckin’ kid! You takin’ her the fuck outta here to get in the car with a complete fuckin’ stranger this late at night, for what?!” he yelled.
“If you wanna leave that bad then get the fuck out, Tio, but my daughter stays.” I was crying yet again, he managed to flip this shit on me.
“You’re mad at me for wanting to leave after this bitch stood in front of a club full of people and said you fucked her in your office?” He laughed.
“That’s why you tight? I let that hoe suck my dick in my shop way before I made you my bitch, Tio, I told you that hoe ain’t nobody.”
I felt like a fool, “You didn’t even try to defend yourself in the club though, Jawan,” I whined, and he laughed again.
“It ain’t like a nigga had a chance, you pounced on the bitch as soon as she said the shit.”
He was obviously done with the conversation because he walked away and got into the shower. It was fine because I was done with this shit too. I don’t have time to wonder about the what ifs. I got a t-shirt out of his drawer, took a shower in the guest bathroom, then climbed into bed with my baby girl. Fuck tonight and fuck Jawan.
It was a Monday, and I was making my rounds at work. It was my day to care for Ms. Pattie, too. I was trying to avoid it for many reasons, today is her last day here, so it's bittersweet for me. The other reason I’ve been trying to avoid her is because I knew Jawan would be here.
It has been a month since I last spoke to him, and that was fine with me. He could definitely go be with that hoe from Lust. Ms. Cheryl has been our medium as far as the baby goes, I’d drop her off there for him to pick up and it would be vice versa when it was time for her to go home. Rae’s party is this weekend though, so I can't avoid seeing him then, that thought alone had me rolling my eyes.
“Ms. Pattie you about ready to get out of here?” I asked entering her room. She turned and looked at me with a wide smile. I swear I was going to miss her.
“Yes, Baby, I can’t wait to get back to my house. I wish you would consider coming to work at my house, you know I can't stand them lil’ hoes from that agency that they send,” she fussed. I couldn’t help but to laugh at her.
“Ms. Pattie you know why I can’t come and work in your home. I’ve already promised to bring Jarae as much as you want though.” She waved me off, I knew she didn’t like my alternative.
“I don’t think it’s fair that you’re making me suffer because you and JJ are into it. It is going to be a sight to see when he finds out you are seeing that lil’ boy that’s been following you around like a sick puppy, though,” she said to me with a chuckle. I wasn’t thinking about Grim.
“Well how would Jawan know, unless you’ve told him,” I said with raised brows. She gave me this sneaky smirk.
“You still don’t know who you fucking with,” she said before going into the bathroom and finishing her morning hygiene. I’ll admit that it kind of had me uneasy because the statement left a lot of gray area, but again ain’t nobody thinking about Jawan.
Since tonight was Jawan’s night to keep Jarae, I decided to go ahead and have dinner with Shawn. He works for the delivery company that restocks the supplies we use at the facility. Shawn wasn’t exactly the type of man I would usually go for, but I figure that I’m due for a change because my usual choice in men wasn't the best either.
Shawn and I were now seated at this upscale steakhouse in downtown Miami called Prime 112. Me and Chy have eaten here a few times so I already knew what I wanted to eat.
