DEADLY DECISIONS III: The End (10 page)

“Check it out, ma. I ain’t sent for your husband, I didn’t fuck with your husband, and as a matter of fact, that cat doesn’t even cross my mind. The daughter he thought was his is mine.” Li’l Boo paused. “So you can believe me when I tell you that there are no problems on my end. If anyone should have a problem, it would be him.”

Monique sat at the edge of her chair, having quickly grown tired of Li’l Boo’s cockiness and arrogance. “So you can look me in the eyes and tell me that this has nothing at all to do with any type of jealousy about the son Keisha and Cam share?” Monique blurted out, studying Li’l Boo’s eyes for truth and lies.

“A son that Keisha and Cam share?” Li’l Boo repeated, puzzled. “What the fuck are you talking about? Kesh ain’t got a son. I’m the only baby daddy she has. Is this the type of shit your husband is dreaming up at night and lying to you about?”

“Yes, a son that we’re raising instead of Keisha, Li’l Boo. So you can quit acting like you don’t know anything about this and come clean with me.” Monique paused. “I know that you had something to do with this. What do you want from my husband and why are you trying to destroy my family?”

Li’l Boo was dazed by Monique’s words.
That nigga had a baby with my bitch? Hell naw! Fuck that?
He began to steam.

A knock on the door interrupted Li’l Boo. “Son, some other woman is at the door. What do you have going on in there?” his mother said through the door.

“This one is about to leave, ma. Send Cherry up here!” Li’l Boo yelled back to his mother. His head was fucked up, wondering why Keisha had never mentioned having another baby to him.

Monique began to freak out when she heard the name Cherry. “Wait, Cherry, as in Cherry Jones? Is that who’s on her way up here?”

“Who is you, the FBI?” Li’l Boo frowned. “It’s time to go. I’m sure your husband would be displeased if he learned that you were here.” He pointed her to the door for her to exit.

“Oh my God, if it’s Cherry Jones, she can’t see me here or her hoodrat ass is gonna enjoy putting the word out that I was here, especially in your room, and you with only your drawers on!” Monique flew into
a frenzy.

Li’l Boo told Monique that she needed to hurry up and leave. She had fucked his mind up with the news she had laid on him, so he couldn’t care less if Cherry saw Monique and later made it known that Cameron’s beloved wife was in his bedroom.

Monique opened the door to make a dash for it when she heard footsteps coming up the stairs.
Fuck, this shit can ruin my marriage!
she screamed inside. She quietly closed the bedroom door and then turned to Li’l Boo and spoke in a hushed tone. “Please let me hide inside your closet. I won’t make a sound or ever come back over here again. Please!” She put her hands in a prayer position and begged desperately.

“You’re always welcome to come back; that isn’t the problem,” Li’l Boo told Monique as she dashed into his closet. “You’re welcome to watch too,” he told her as she closed the door.

“Who you talking to?” Cherry
Jones wa
lked into Li’l Boo’s bedroom and immediately started undressing.

“I was just on my phone.” Li’l Boo began to pull his drawers back off. “We’ve been waiting for you.” He grabbed in his penis.

Butt naked and voluptuous, Cherry dropped to her
knees and said, “I been missing y’all too,” and then she began to suck Li’l Boo’s penis until it was hard as a rock.

“Oh yeah, daddy’s dick is still working! Now slide a condom on it and come climb on top of it.” Li’l Boo lay down and slid his
colostomy b
ag underneath a pillow. “I ain’t had no pussy in I don’t know how long, so blame me if the loving is short-lived.”

After Cherry placed a condom on Li’l Boo’s penis, she climbed on top of him and began to ride the nut out of him.

In the heat of the moment, Li’l Boo looked toward the closet, curious to see if Monique was watching. Seeing the closet door slightly ajar made a smile spread across Li’l Boo’s face. He winked, knowing that Monique was watching, and then turned his attention back to Cherry, who had him on the edge of an orgasm. Within seconds, Cherry’s vaginal walls had sucked the cum out of Li’l Boo. “Aggh!” he moaned, satisfied.

After Li’l Boo’s penis stopped doing backflips inside of Cherry, she moaned. “Damn, you still got the best dick I’ve ever had!” Cherry tried to control her breathing. “Fuck, that felt good!” She slowly climbed off of him. “That was your welcome back present from me, but I can’t stay long, this nigga I’m fucking with is on his way out here
.”
She grabbed a few baby wipes as a means to freshen up until she got home to bathe.

“Alright, mama, thanks for that welcome back. I’m about to take a nap, but call me later,” Li’l Boo said as he lifted up to remove and dispose of the condom from his bed so that he could rest.

The two small talked while Cherry dressed until a loud thump in Li’l Boo’s closet grabbed both of their attention.

Cherry immediately grew suspicious. “What the fuck was that?” Cherry looked toward the bedroom closet door. “Li’l Boo, you bet’ not be on that high school shit tryna record a bitch and shit!” She started toward the closet with an attitude and then swung the door wide open.

When Cherry saw Monique’s face, she was stunned.
“Monique!” Cherry yelled out, seeing her old childhood friend and Cameron West’s wife in Li’l Boo’s closet.
Fake-ass goody two shoes bitch! I knew her ass wasn’t as innocent as she pretended to be all
these ye
ars!
As if they had both seen a ghost, both of the ladies stared with their mouths hanging wide open in disbelief. “What type of shit is this, Li’l Boo?” Cherry looked from Li’l Boo to Monique and then asked her if she had been in the closet recording them having sex.

“No, Cherry!” Monique answered. “It isn’t at all what this looks like, I promise you that, Cherry,” Monique frantically tried to explain.

Cherry turned to Li’l Boo. “You had this bitch in here watching us all along? What the fuck is on yo’ mind?” Cherry exploded. “I know that you know, Li’l Boo, that this is your baby mama’s ex-nigga’s wife!” Cherry hurried and put her clothes on, yelling. She was so confused.

Monique continued to try to explain. “It’s not what you think, Cherry. Please just listen to me-”

“Bitch, please!” Cherry continued to cut Monique off. “Both of y’all are some fucking creeps! I’m outta here, and Li’l Boo, don’t call me for no pussy no more either. I’m fucking done with yo’ ass!” Cherry stormed out of the bedroom, fussing.

Monique followed Cherry out of the room, trying to get her to hear her out.
She knew if word got out about her being inside of Li’l Boo’s closet that her marriage would be over and done with.

Li’l Boo laughed inside.
Bitch, don’t worry, I wasn’t gon’ call yo’ jump-off ass back
. But he wasn’t going to say it out loud. He had grown more concerned with the baby business between Keisha and Cameron, and that occupied his thoughts. After he told his mother to see to that both of the ladies made it out of his house, Li’l Boo then grabbed the phone device that Big Pope Dog had given him to keep in contact with Keisha and dialed her up.
If this shit true,
I guess I’ma have to make this busta-ass nigga Cameron look like the joke of the bity all over again,
Piru!
Li’l Boo waited for Keisha to answer.

Keisha was shaking her daughter like a rag doll, yelling at the top of her lungs that she was her mother and that she would never let anything bad happen to her. Fed up, Grandma Ethel shouted, demanding that Keisha leave her house immediately.

Frightened, Kessia cried. “Mommy, stop it, please, you’re scaring me! I don’t wanna go back to California with you anymore. It’s too many bad people there, Mommy!” Kessia cried her heart out and turned to her great-grandmother. “Great-grand, please don’t let her take me!” Kessia was afraid her mother would make leave with her.

“Keisha, quit scaring her!” Poo Baby had had enough of Keisha’s shit for one day and she was approaching Keisha with every intention of dragging her out of the house and beating sense into her if she had to.

But Gutty picked Keisha up off her feet and then carried her out of the house instead. “Lady G, this ain’t you. It’s the powder keeping you amped up, aggressive, and angry. You on one and you have to calm down. Your daughter is so afraid that she’s shaking,” Gutty spoke to Keisha as he put her inside the van.

Keisha tried unsuccessfully to slip around Gutty to get back to her daughter. “Piru, I swear on the hood that I’ll kick all these gotdamn windows out this truck if you don’t let me outta here! I’m not letting nobody take my daughter from me or to try to turn her against me. I birthed her!” Keisha hit her chest. “She’s my daughter, MINE, I love her, and nobody seems to understand that shit but me!” Keisha cried.

“I’m listening, Lady G,” Gutty made his voice heard. “I’ll listen to you talk until you turn
purple
in the face, Piru, but what I won’t do is stand here and lie to you.” Gutty had Keisha’s full attention. “You tripping, and I know for a fact that this isn’t my homegirl Lady G. It’s that cocaine that you’re shoving up your nose making you all belligerent and out of character.” He held her hand. “You haven’t eaten dinner, nor dessert, and you barely spent time with your little girl because you were too busy locked up in the bathroom every five, ten minutes, and that ain’t you, Lady G. You bigger and better than this shit.”

“Fuck! I’m fucking losing it; I’m losing my mind!” Keisha was unable to think straight.

Gutty grabbed her hand and rubbed it. “It’s not you; it’s the drug that’s making you lose it.”

Keisha began to feel uneasy. Gutty holding and rubbing her hand made their heated night of passion flash across mind.
Fuck, why did I fuck blood?
Keisha thought as Gutty was began to stare her deep in the eyes. Uncomfortable, Keisha snatched her hand from Gutty’s and looked away from him.

Lady G damn near raped a nigga last night, and now I touch her and she jumps?
Gutty was perplexed. The moment was awkward, and when Gutty saw Big Pope Dog and Poo Baby approaching, he stepped back from Keisha to allow her to have her space. “Here come Big Pope Dog and yo’ homegirl,” he told her.

Keisha climbed out of the SUV, dragging, feeling like a complete failure and nuisance. She felt stupid.

Everyone stood looking at her. Big Pope Dog and Poo Baby both looked equally fed up with her.

“I’ma go and apologize to my G-Ma and tuck my daughter in bed and try to read her a bedtime story or something. I know I fucked up,” Keisha admitted.

Poo Baby stopped Keisha in her tracks and said, “Your grandmother said you weren’t welcome back in her house, dog. Let’s just leave. She just got Kessia to calm down.”

“I understand she’s mad, but I ain’t leaving here until I say goodnight to my daughter.” Keisha marched past Poo Baby to the door, knocking repeatedly, calling her grandmother until she finally opened the door.

Full of disappointment, Grandma Ethel stepped onto the porch and then closed her door behind her. “Didn’t your friends tell you that you weren’t welcome back in my house after that stunt you just pulled?” Grandma Ethel had never been more disappointed in her granddaughter.

Without words, Keisha wrapped her arms around her grandmother and held her tight. It seemed as if she had disappointed her grandmother her entire life and she was truly sick and tired of it. Standing in the darkness, Keisha decided to come clean with her grandmother about everything. Grandma Ethel was blown away at the danger that her granddaughter had gotten herself into. Her eyes filled with tears.

“The next time you see me, G-Ma, I promise you on my father’s life that my life will be on track. I promise you that.” Keisha looked her grandmother sincerely in the eyes. “But just in case, G-Ma, I want you to know that I love you, and my daughter means more than life itself to me. I’m so sorry for all the heartache and pain that I’ve caused you both. I know that it seems like I just can’t get right, but I’m working on it.” Keisha’s voice trembled and she feared that she’d lost the opportunity to be a mother and solid foundation in her children’s lives. Keisha held both of her grandmother’s hands and said, “But G-ma, if I don’t make it through this, please promise me that you won’t take Kessia from her father. Li’l Boo loves her dearly and he’s a great dad. He’s not the bad guy; I am.”

Tears fell from her eyes. Grandma Ethel begged Keisha not to think that way.
“Pudding, you can stay here with us so you can see your daughter every day.” She held Keisha’s face. “And we can get you the help you need, Pudding -”

Keisha slowly shook her head. “I wish it was that simple, G-Ma, but it isn’t. I have to stay away and hide,” she said to be more precise, “and until certain people die, G-Ma…” Keisha paused, seeing the effect her words had on her grandmother’s face. “I have to do this, but tho
se guys outside will take good care of me. I trust them with my life. But just in case, is all I’m saying. The man that’s after me is a very powerful man and that’s why Ryan is here. To help you.”

Grandma Ethel nodded her head, broken, and although she hated to learn the painful truth, she was better off knowing it. Grandma Ethel hugged Keisha once more and said, “Well, Poo Baby tucked Kessia into bed. Now why don’t you go up there and tell your daughter goodnight?” Grandma Ethel let her granddaughter in.

“Thank you very much, G-Ma.” Keisha stepped inside.

“And it’s Grandmother to you, I’m not gon’ keep telling you that.” She playfully hit Keisha upside the head. The two laughed and walked upstairs for Keisha to say goodbye to her daughter.

“So before you hear anything from me, you go run to this slob nigga Li’l Boo’s house and want me to believe that you was hiding in that nigga closet for us, Nique? Do you know how gotdamn stupid you sound right now!” Cameron stated angrily, loading his pistol, preparing to pay Li’l Boo an unexpected visit.

“I’m telling you the truth,” Monique continued to explain. The couple had been arguing practically all night. “Please don’t do this, Cameron.” She tried pleading and convincing him that she was telling the truth. She didn’t want him to kill Li’l Boo and end up in jail.