Me & My Boyfriend (7 page)

“I still can't believe you asked me to marry you.”

“I don't see why, you know I love you.”

“I know, but still.”

“But still what.” Black asked, looking dead into her eyes.

“Just tell me how much you love me, Black.”

“Shorty, you know that you are the first and the only woman I will ever love. You've changed a nigga and you know that. You know that I fear relationships because of what my father did to my mother. But I've come to realize that that wasn't love, this is.”

Crying, Meesa softly said, “I'm pregnant Black.”

Removing his arm from around her shoulder, he sat up and put his head in his hands. Letting the news soak in he leaned back and touched Meesa's stomach.

“My baby is in there?”

“Yes, Black our baby is in there.”

“How long have you known?” He asked curiously.

“I took the test Christmas eve night. I threw up twice that night while you were sleep. And I knew that something was wrong, so I took a test to find out. After the test came back positive, I checked the calendar and saw that I must have gotten pregnant when we first moved in.”

“Why didn't you tell me yesterday?”

“I wanted it to be just me and you when I told you, Black. Are you mad?” She asked scared.

“Of course not, Mee Mee. I'm fucking happy! I'm gonna be a daddy!”

“Just think Black, in July we will have a little boy or girl.” Happy that he wasn't mad, Meesa kissed him.

Tonguing each other like never before, Black unbuttoned her silk pajama top. Caressing her skin softly recording every inch of her, he pictured a little girl looking just like her.

“Oh, Black.” Meesa moaned. Sliding her panties down, Black removed his boxers and stuck his dick inside her. Worried it would hurt the baby he asked, “Will this hurt the baby?”

“No baby. We can have sex all the way up until the third trimester.” Making love to her like never before, Meesa screamed from pleasure. Knowing her spot, Black licked, sucked, and tickled her neck with his tongue. Meesa was delirious with delight.

Whispering in his ear, Meesa softly said, “I love you, Black. It's only you, it's all you baby, I'd die for you, and I love you, Black.” Nearing a nut he told her to come with him. Coming together they groaned and panted.

Kissing her stomach he told the unborn baby, “I love you.”

April 1st, 2003, Black stood at the counter of the drug store, filling Meesa's prescription of vitamins and iron pills.
Five months into her pregnancy Meesa sat outside on the deck drinking lemonade. It was a nice sunny day in St. Louis and Meesa planned on relaxing. Making a detour into the city, Black stopped at Kat's apartment. He didn't tell Meesa, but he was back in the game. Not because he needed to, the game was just calling him. Life at home with Meesa was cool, but Black needed to feel the rush of the streets.

This time he went back as a provider of cocaine. He had a connect in Georgia who supplied him every month with kilos of dope. Black then turned the profit and sold the shit to his partnas for them to sell. He was the go between man, charging Kat, AJ, Perry, and Devon $10,000 a bag.

It was extra money to him, money that he put every month into a savings account for Meesa and the baby. She didn't know it but Black had been putting money aside for her since they had moved in together. Already, he had saved $325,472 for her. And now that he was back in the game, he had put away $80,000 for the baby. All the fellas were there waiting on their supply.

Black handed each of them two kilos. In return, they gave him twenty thousand each. Black put the money into the duffle bag he had carried the dope in. After the shoot out at Sprull's, Daryl had laid low, but after six months, he reappeared.

“Black, I seen that cat Daryl about a week ago in the mall. I
was about to blast him right then and there, but I knew you wanted to do that shit personally.” Perry stated.

“Straight.” Was all Black said. He knew that he would soon catch that nigga slipping. He just told himself to bide his time.

“Ay, one of ya'll niggas fire up a blunt.” Black asked feigning. Being that Meesa was pregnant, he wasn't allowed to spark up in the house anymore. Black hadn't smoked in two days and needed some herbal medicine to calm him. Talking business and smoking some green, Black sat back enjoying his time out.

Back at home, Meesa's stomach started to growl from hunger. Not wanting to bug Black, she got her purse and drove to McDonalds. Meesa loved riding in her truck. She had butter soft crème colored seats, TVs on each headrest, a DVD player, a bomb stereo system, wood grain paneling and steering wheel, with twenty inch rims. She got much play from niggas while in her ride. But once she told them she was Black's fiancée, they quickly stepped off.

Cats in the Lou did not fuck wit Black or anyone associated with him. Black's reputation preceded him, he was known to shoot a nigga if you tried him. Well known all around, Black made sure cats didn't fuck with Meesa. And no one did either. He always made her carry a twenty-two in her purse. Terribly afraid of guns, Meesa made sure she was extra careful with it. Walking into McDonalds heads turned. Even though she was five months pregnant, she still held everybody's attention. Meesa wore a floral pink and white spaghetti strap dress. It hit her mid thigh and showed off her thick thighs and legs. Her hair continued to grow, so she now wore it in a upsweep roll with the loose pieces spiked everywhere. Her face and body glowed. Not being able to wear four-inch heels she opted for a pair of two inch wooden heeled sandals.

The diamond platinum necklace Black bought her had Mee Mee written on the charm. That and the three-karat diamond earrings, and her six-karat ring were blinding niggas. Ordering a number four meal, Meesa stood and waited. Destiny and Lil Howard walked in the door of the McDonalds.

Seeing each other, neither spoke. Destiny felt horrible that she couldn't attend Tamara's funeral, Daryl wouldn't allow her to. She wanted desperately to, leave him but couldn't. She knew that if she tried to he would kill her. Once she sneaked and called Meesa but the number was disconnected.

Wishing Lil Howard wasn't with her so she could talk to Meesa, she just ignored her. Hate was in Meesa eyes.

“I can't believe her.” She said out loud to herself. Lil Howard peeped Meesa standing with her back turned to him. He knew it was her from the tattoo she had on her neck.

Dialing Daryl Lil Howard said, “Yo, yo, Daryl that nigga Black bi-bi-bi-bitch here a-a-at the McDonald's in C-C-C-Clayton.” He stuttered into the phone.

“Is Destiny with you?”

“Yeah, yeah man.” Lil Howard whispered.

“Well, I don't give a fuck, kill that bitch.”

“Here, here in-in-in-in-in the McDonalds man?” Lil Howard questioned.

“Nigga don't question me, just take care of the shit. If I can't get to that nigga, than I'm gonna get to him through his bitch!” Daryl yelled into the phone.

Hearing her order was ready Meesa turned and walked back up to the counter. Destiny secretly peaked over in her direction and saw her stomach. She's pregnant she thought to herself. My girl is pregnant and I can't even share it with her. Eying her jewelry, Destiny spotted Meesa's engagement ring. Breaking the silence she had to ask, “Are You and Black getting married?”

Not even looking in her direction she grabbed her food and spat, “Yes!”

Pushing pass her and Lil Howard she left out hearing Destiny say, “Congratulations Mee Mee!”

Cursing Destiny underneath her breath, she didn't hear the footsteps that followed behind her. Opening her car door she eased her way into the truck slamming the door. A few steps away, leaving Destiny inside McDonalds, Lil Howard pointed his gun. Aiming straight for Meesa's head, he placed his finger on the trigger. Lil Howard knew he couldn't kill Meesa. Killing her in broad daylight would be a careless mistake. But if he didn't, Daryl would surely kill him. Starting the ignition, fear suddenly swept over Meesa.

Reaching for her purse, without bending over, she pulled out the twenty-two.

Bang, Bang, Bang!

That was all Meesa heard, she ducked down immediately. She pointed her hand up towards the window and fired. Hitting Lil Howard in the arm, tears fell down Meesa's face.

Speeding away she got out of the parking lot and into traffic. Looking down to see if she had gotten hit, she saw that a bullet had grazed her leg. Bleeding, Meesa hysterically cried.

Running out to the parking lot Destiny yelled, “What the fuck did you do to her, Lil Howard!”

“M-M-M-Mind your muthafucking b-b-business and get in-in-in-in-in-in the car Destiny!” Getting in the car and leaving the scene, Destiny sobbed.

“Did you kill her Lil Howard, huh?”

“I tried to b-but that b-b-b-bitch was pa-pa-packing heat. Can't-can't-can't you see I'm hit? I'm-I'm b-b-bleeding.” Lil Howard cried out.

“Oh my god, Oh my god!” Was all Destiny could get out. She knew right then and there that she had to break away from Daryl's crazy ass. No amount of money was worth another friend. She vowed she would get away, but how.

Black was back at home wondering where Meesa had gone without calling and letting him know. Searching the house for a note of some kind, he found none. She must have not gone far he reassured himself. Leaving the food in the car Meesa ran for the house.

“Black!” She yelled.

Hearing panic in her voice he thought something was wrong with the baby. He raced down the steps to see Meesa bleeding.

“Baby, what in the fuck happened? Is something wrong with the baby?”

“Black, I was shot!” She screamed.

Dazed from the words Black asked, “What?”

“Black, one of Daryl's peoples shot at me at McDonalds.”

“Where are you hit at baby, show me?”

“Right there.” She pointed to the graze on her leg. Ushering her to the nearest chair, he went to the phone and called Doctor No. He was a cat that Black went to when he didn't want police getting into his business. He was a Vietnam veteran, trained in situations like these.

After getting off the phone, he asked Meesa calmly,

“What happened?”

Telling him the story made Meesa cry even more. Hearing every word she spoke, he let it all settle in his brain.

“If that nigga can't get to me, he's going to try and hurt you or anybody else close to me!” Black yelled, punching a hole in the wall.

Scaring Meesa even more, he calmed himself down. Kissing her face and lips Black uttered, “I'm sorry, I should've been here.” Shedding tears right along with her he thought, what if
she and the baby would've died. Even angrier, he left Meesa sitting and went outside and screamed. Meesa had never seen Black so mad. He was filled with the devil and she knew that he was going to do something irrational.

Doctor No was now there and immediately attended to Meesa's wound. It being the size of a dime, he assured Black that she would be all right. Helping Meesa upstairs to their bedroom, he undressed her and put her on a nightgown. He helped her into bed and kissed her and her stomach. Leaving the bedroom and taking two steps at a time, Black went into the kitchen and dialed one number. He called Kat and told him the news. That was all it took. Kat informed the rest of the fellas, and were on their way to Black's house.

On his knees Black thanked God for keeping Meesa and his child safe.

“God, I know that you say in the Bible that thou shall not kill and that you will take care of any and all evil, but I can't let anything happen to my family. Lord, I need Meesa and I have to protect her and my home. So Lord, please forgive me for the sin I'm about to commit.”

“Amen.” Black then said.

Ding Dong, Ding Dong.

Black, Kat, Perry, Devon, and AJ sat in the basement and planned their strategy. Upstairs in the bedroom, Meesa dialed Rose's house. After Christmas, they had became extremely close. Ms. Rose had become like a second mother to Meesa. Telling Rose everything that happened, Rose said that she would be there in five minutes. Ms. Rose was the only person she knew who would be able to calm Black down. She then dialed Gwen and told her. After hanging up with her, Gwen then dialed Nikki and so on. Thirty minutes later they all were there sitting on the bed with Meesa.

“Excuse my language Rose, but I'm gonna end up killing that bitch Destiny!” Gwen yelled angry.

“That's okay baby. I know that you are upset, but don't make it a habit.”

“Yes ma'am.” Gwen replied.

“Are you sure that Destiny didn't know Meesa?” Nikki asked.

“Yes I'm sure, I don't think she had anything to do with it.”

“I don't know Mee Mee, she hella shady to me now since she didn't come to Tamara's funeral.” Stated Nikki.

“You got that right Nikki, I don't put nothing past her now either.” Kelly said.

Black and the guys then entered the room.

“How are you feeling baby?” He asked.

“I'm okay Black. How are you now?” Always worrying about him and not her, he felt even angrier, but concealed it for her sake.

“I'm okay Shorty.”

“Black told me you shot that nigga Lil Howard in the arm, Mee Mee.” Kat replied.

“Yeah, ya girl got a good aim.” AJ stated.

“I'm just glad that she and the baby are safe.” Black said, all the while looking deep into Meesa's eyes, hoping that this wouldn't be the last time he saw her face.

“Black, honey come here.” Ms. Rose asked.

Pulling him out in to the hall, she said, “What are you going to do now Black, huh? Kill the boy? You can't fight fire with fire. Now I know I raised you right and I understand that you are upset but, killing will not solve anything, you hear me. Now you have a fiancée in there, who loves you more than she loves herself, and a baby on the way, now what will they do if you end up dead Black?”

Knowing everything she said was true, Black understood, but in the streets that shit didn't matter. He had to retaliate and soon, or niggas would try and catch him slipping.

“I understand Granny, but I have to do what I got to do to protect my family.”

Black countered and walked away. Not knowing what else to do, Ms. Rose went to her Bible and prayed.

“I'm out baby, I'll be back soon okay.” Black said.

Seeing his talk with his grandmother didn't work she begged, “Please Black, don't leave, please!”

“I have to Shorty, I'll be back okay.” Then he turned and left.

Destiny quickly gathered the last of her things and headed for the door, hoping to be gone before Daryl came home. But she was too late. As she approached the door, she heard his voice. Quickly throwing her suitcase behind the couch, she greeted him with a hug.

Pushing her off of him he asked, “What are you doing?”

“Nothing baby, I was just sitting here waiting for you to come home.” She replied nervously. Sensing fear, Daryl studied her and the room. Trying to walk past her, she stepped in front of him.

“Move out my way Destiny!” He yelled into her face.

“Give me a kiss.” Destiny asked, trying to get his attention.

“Bitch move!” Daryl yelled, while pushing her down. Eyeing the suitcase he asked, “Are we going on a trip or something that I don't know about?”

Knowing he knew her plan she feared for her life.

“Answer me bitch, where are you going!”

“Nowhere Daryl, I was about to throw the clothes down the trash chute. Those are all clothes that I can't fit anymore.” She answered assuring.

“Oh really huh, well let's take a look and see what you're throwing away.”

“Why, they're just old clothes Daryl.” She said desperately.

“We shall see won't we Destiny.”

Opening the suitcase, he found a stack of money, clothes, underwear, bras, and a toothbrush.

“Looks to me like somebody's lying.” Backhanding her in the face and then grabbing her throat, he slammed Destiny against the wall.

“Bitch, I think that you were trying to leave me. Were you trying to leave me, huh!”

Not able to breath, Destiny didn't answer.

“After all the shit I did for you, you gonna try and leave me! Huh, bitch you want to leave me? The only way that you are going to be able to leave me is in a body bag!”

Finally he let go of Destiny, and she slid down to the floor gasping for breath.

“Daryl, if you plan on killing me then do it!” Destiny spat back at him.

“Oh, don't worry bitch, your trick ass is finished!” Daryl went to grab his gun. Wiping blood from her nose Destiny screamed. “I hate you!”