Loving Angel (25 page)

“
No, ya’ll surely didn’t,” piped in Daisy.

“
Your girl Keya dropped by last week to get her wig fixed and you won’t believe who she was rolling with,” chimed Nancy, wanting to be the one to deliver the latest mix.

“
Who?” I asked nosily.

“
Carla,” supplied Theresa dramatically.

“
Carla who?” I inquired, because I couldn’t believe it was the same chick I was thinking about.

“
You know that chick who’s going around town talking crap about you and was trying to fight you over her baby daddy; that Carla,” my girl Nancy provided.

“
Oh hell to the fucking nah,” I exclaimed. “That bitch Keya hates me enough to befriend my enemy?”

“
The worst part is that she befriended Carla while she’s sleeping with her man,” Daisy expressed.

“
Damn ya’ll family member is fucking shady.” Theresa shook her head sadly.

I had to agree with h
er because that was some shady ass shit, but I didn’t expect anything better from my cousin. If she would do Mina and me dirty and we were supposed to be family, no one was safe from her shiesty ways. I really didn’t give a damn if Keya wanted to be friends with Carla, just as long as the two of them stayed out of my way I would return the favor.

CHAPTER THIRTY

ANGEL
 

Daisy and I were at the gym running on the treadmills. I tried to at least get in some workout three times per week. It had been hard sticking with having to go to the gym in the beginning but now it was just another part of my schedule, like having to change Ricky
’s diapers and doing Chance’s laundry. I finished my thirty minutes of running and grabbed my bottle of water and took a deep drink.

“
Your birthday is coming up in a couple weeks, what you do you have planned for it?” Daisy had just hopped off her treadmill and was now wiping sweat from her face and shoulders.

“
I ain’t got any plans,” I informed her, walking over to the bicycles and climbing on one of them. “My bay said he’s gonna plan everything and surprise me.”

“
Is he planning a party for you?” She got on the machine beside me and started pedaling also.

“
Nah, it’ll be just the two of us. I’m kinda tired of the endless partying anyway.” My legs had that nice burn in them that let me know I was doing something right.

“
Yeah that shit is getting old for me too. So when was the last time you spoke to Mina?” Daisy was sweating like a pig and she was doing that funny frown thing that she did when she was getting tired.

“
Last week she answered one of my calls, but I haven’t heard from her since then. You know she still refuses to believe Boss is sleeping with Keya; still insist I’m lying.”

My cousin shook her head.
“Your mom is just super dense.”

I totally agreed with her.

“How are things between you and Delco?” I really didn’t understand their relationship. He refused to be in a committed relationship with her but when she told him she was gonna date other people he flipped. It was like he wanted the option of seeing other women, but he didn’t want her seeing other men.

“
I’m so tired of that nigga’s shit. It’s like I left Carter and his bullshit, and went to Delco and his crap. The only difference between them is that Delco claims he and I are just friends so when I find out he’s fucking someone else he can say we aren’t in a relationship so I shouldn’t be mad.” I could tell she was feeling him and he was on the verge of breaking her heart.

“
You need to find yourself another dick and show that nigga what’s good for the goose is also good for the gander.” I knew she wasn’t going to take my advice. She was the type of chick who was simply committed to one man at a time even if that man was a no good fool.

“
You know I don’t roll like that,” she said, just like I knew she would. “Here comes Kit.”

I looked up and saw Kitsune making his way towards us. He was a member of
our gym. I didn’t know it at the time I joined. He was always around when I stopped by to workout, no matter how many times I changed my schedule he would figure it out and match his gym time with mine, so I just gave up. I could join a new gym but I liked this one and wasn’t about to let anyone run me from it. Plus they had a daycare center that helped out a lot when I wanted to work out and Tyga had his shit to take care of.

“
You’re looking good Angel,” Kit complimented. He was looking good also in a pair of sweats and a wife beater, showing all his sexy muscles and tats.

“
You’re always saying that,” I criticized as I got off the bicycle and took a drink from my water.

“
And don’t you always look good?” He had a smirk on his lips as he stared unrepentantly at my ass.

“
I’m up here not down there.” I had to shake my head with a sigh because he just never gave up.

Daisy finished her exercise on the cycle and moved over to the abs machines. I was about to follow her when Kit grabbed onto my hand.

“I’m trying to work out Kitsune,” I complained, trying to pull my hand from his grasp, but his hold was uncompromising.

“
Hold up for a second, I want to talk to you,” he pleaded with a smile that I was sure dropped lots of panties when usually delivered.

“
Ok, what’s on your mind?” I relented. He would just wait and bother me another time if I didn’t give in.

“
When are you going to give me a chance?”

“
You already know I got a man Kit.”

“
But how are you going to know if I’m better for you than he is if you never give me a chance. You could be in a relationship with the wrong nigga and don’t even know it. Don’t you feel that electricity running through your body when we touch?” He ran his hand up my arm and I felt the tingling moving wherever his hand went. I pulled my arm away.

Yeah we ha
d a powerful attraction to each other. I couldn’t deny the way he made me feel when he touched me, but I had the exact same feeling when my man touched me, plus more. Because with him it wasn’t just the physical it was also the emotional.

“
You’re gonna have to stop with all the touching or I’m gonna find another gym,” I threatened. I could deal with the constant flirting, but not the touching, because the touching made me feel things that could lead to nothing but problems.

“
A’ight a’ight,” he held up his hands in a show of surrender. Kit changed the subject. “Where’s my little nigga at?” He was talking about my baby. He was always playing with Ricky and fussing over him whenever he saw him.

“
He’s in the daycare downstairs.” I started for Daisy and the abs machines to continue my workout.

“
One more thing before you go, I’m throwing a party on August twenty-fifth and you should come.” He had a hopeful look on his handsome face.

“
I don’t know Kit. I’m not saying no but I’m not saying yes either, we’ll see.”

He smiled confidently as I walked away backwards.
“You’ll come.” He winked at me.

I shook my head at his antics and joined my cousin.

“That fine ass piece of man candy wants you bad,” she commented with a chuckle.

I rolled my eyes.
“Kit only wants me because he can’t have me.”

“
Well for someone who’s just trying to get something because he can’t have it, he’s trying mighty hard and he’s very persistent.”

And that was what worried me, how much longer before I would find myself weak
ening.

Later that night Daisy and I were suppo
sed to catch a movie while Tyga watched the baby for me. He had called earlier and said he was taking care of something at Glitter and would be home soon, but when my girl and I were ready to leave he still wasn’t home and wasn’t answering his damn phone.

I had my cousin drive by the club so I could drop his son off on his ass. It was raining so I left the baby in the car and grabbed my umbrella.
It was semi-dark inside and there were a few men strewn around the stage nursing drinks and watching a dark skin bitch ride the pole like she was riding a dick. There were other men distributed around the room sitting together and watching the show from afar or getting lap dances from the women working the room. I made my way towards the back of the club because I knew my bay would be in his office.

I
came upon a table seating two niggas; one had a striper in his lap his hand on her ass, her big ass tits in his face drowning him. The other’s back was turned to me while he spoke to a thick high yellow bitch with a big booty, she was giggling like she thought she was a school girl and he slapped her on her ass, before pulling her down by the weave to whisper something in her ear. I rolled my eyes at them; I couldn’t understand the allure of strip clubs to men. My eyes were about to move on when the guy drowning in tits came up for air and I saw that it was Delco.

“
What the fuck!” I said stopping in my tracks. That was when the other nigga’s head whipped around and I realized it was no one else other than my god damn man. “Oh hell to the fucking Nah.” He jumped from his chair as though the damn thing was on fire and I was all up in his face in like two strides. “You gonna be up in the strip joint with some bitch?” My voice was more than two decibels higher than normal and it was drawing attention.

“
Sexy calm down, it was only a lap dance,” Tyga tried to convince me.

“
Only a lap dance?” I seethed. “It looked like more than a fucking lap dance to me. You were acting real familiar with this two dollar hoe.”

“
Bitch who’re you calling a two dollar hoe?” That stripper had the nerve to speak to me, after she was just up in my man’s face. This stupid bitch really had me fucked up.

I did even waste my time
with a verbal response I just started swinging my umbrella so it could do the talking. She was getting nothing but face hits and tried to use her arms to protect herself. I kicked her in the legs and she fell like a tree onto the floor because she was wearing stripper heels. I was beating the shit out of her and she was crying and screaming like a pussy before Delco and Tyga came out of the stupor brought on by surprise and pulled me off her.

Secu
rity came running over but Tyga waved them away. “What the fuck Angel?” he was livid because I beat the bitch’s ass down.

I ignored him and addressed the st
ripper who was getting helped from the floor by Delco and the bitch who had been entertaining him.  She was still crying and her face was bloody from a cut above her left eyebrow. “You fucking my man bitch? Because if you are, now would be the time to let me know. If I find out later I’m gonna come back here and beat your ass even worse.”

“
I told you it was only a lap dance Angel, what the fuck is wrong with you,” Tyga interjected. “I swear I’m not fucking her.”

I glared at him,
“Nigga I’m not talking to you because you’re a fucking liar.”

“
Let’s go because you’re acting a fool up in here and putting our damn business out there.” He gestured to the patrons who were watching our argument. He grabbed onto my elbow and started pulling me towards the exit. I tried getting free but my efforts were to no avail.

Daisy
’s car was still in front the club and he dragged me over to it and opened the back door. “Get our son,” he ordered and the tone of his voice brooked no disobedience so I began undoing Ricky’s car seat.

“
What’s wrong?” Daisy asked. It was obvious from Tyga’s and my demeanor that something wasn’t right.

“
You need to get in that club and beat a bitch’s ass because I just found your man and mine up in there trying to fuck with some nasty ass bitches.”

Daisy looked as if someone had just punched her in the kidney. Her facial expression was the mirror of how I was feeling
on the inside. But I wasn’t gonna cry over this lying ass nigga like I did the last time.

“
You’re leaving?” I knew what she wanted to ask was why was I leaving if I caught some bitch with my man; I should be fucking up the bitch’s show right about now.

“
I beat her ass already, now I just want to take my baby home out of this weather. I’ll call you later.” I placed a blanket over the car seat to keep out the drizzle and followed my liar of a man to his car at a quick jog.

As soon as we were all situated in the car and on our way I was on his ass again.
“I swear to god if you’re fucking with that stripper you won’t like it Tyga,” I warned. I was deadly serious. This shit was tearing me up inside thinking of my man with some other bitch. I didn’t know what I would do, but I knew it would be something that hurt him as much as I was hurting.