What About Us: A Crazy Love Story (2 page)

Chapter Two

Julie Ann

A mother’s love for her child is like nothing else in the world.

It knows no law, no pity; it dares all things and crushes down remorselessly all that stands in its path.

-Agatha Christie

“Mommy, I have something to tell you,” My oldest daughter says to me, as she sits at my dining room table.

“What is it, Ja’nelle? You know that my boo is on his way over. I don’t have time to talk.”

I am making sure that the dinner I prepared for my new young freak is still warm. He is going to need all of the energy that he can get tonight, for what I have planned.

“You stay with a new boo, but this is really important. I’ve been cheating on Hasaan.” 

I stop checking the meal that I have prepared, to give Ja’nelle my full undivided attention.

“Please tell me that you are lying to me child? That man loves your dirty drawers. I know you ain’t stupid enough to fuck that up!”

I swear my oldest child doesn’t use the good sense that God gave her. Now Jazzlene, my youngest child, is on the right path. She is a student at Howard University with a full scholarship, I might add. She will be the first person to graduate from college in our family and I can’t wait to see my baby walk across that stage.

“Ma, you don’t understand; Jabari makes me feel alive! That’s something that Hasaan hasn’t done in years. I think that I’m falling in love with him.”

“Do you hear yourself, Ja’nelle? Some man other than your husband has shown your ass a little bit of attention and you’ve let it go to your head! Now listen to me and you listen to me good, little girl. You go home to your husband and leave that man alone!

Take it from someone who knows firsthand. The grass ain’t always greener on the other side!”

I will not let her make the same mistake that I made with her father.

I cheated on her father with this fine ass nigga named Henry. He had money and he promised me the world. Only all that nigga wanted was some pussy. And when that got old, he found someone new, and then he bounced on my ass. I was left with a wet ass, two babies, and I was alone! I ruined my marriage for someone that I thought was better.

Now my ex-husband Donald owns a chain of bbq restaurants throughout Ohio and is about to expand to Pennsylvania and Michigan. Donald is married to a Puerto Rican chick named Marisol and they have a fifteen year old son together.

He seems extremely happy. I, on the other hand, am a single 43 year old black woman. So I know that Ja’nelle doesn’t want to be anything like me.

“Ma that is easier said than done. My feelings are in this and I can’t just walk away. I can tell that he loves me too. He even said that he will take care of me and Imanie, whenever I decide to leave Hasaan. He is in this for the long haul, Mommy.”

“That man don’t give a fuck about you and Imanie! He is saying whatever it takes, in order to keep your legs in the air! Don’t lose out on a good thing because this nigga is fucking your damn brains out!” Men think that new pussy is better than old pussy. Well hell, it ain’t nothing like some new dick to fuck up your mind.

“Calm down, Mommy. You don’t know Jabari like I do. Once you meet him, then you will see why I love him so much.”

“I don’t wanna be wrapped up in your mess, Ja’nelle. I love Hasaan, just like he is my own son. I will not condone you cheating on him.”

“Jabari is on his way over here, Mommy. I want for you to meet him. I guarantee that you will agree; he is the man for me, just wait and see.”

“I don’t see nothing good coming out of this young lady. And now you’re trying to get me mixed up in your web of deception.”

I sit down and then I light me a joint. This girl done made my damn blood pressure rise.

“I do need to leave my car in your driveway. It’s just in case Hasaan comes by. You can just tell him that I left with Tiphanie.”

“Uhn-uhn, I’m not going to be a part of this bullshit, Ja’nelle! I will not lie to Hasaan for you.”

The doorbell rings. I go to answer it, thinking that it is my tenderoni at the door.

“Who are you?” I ask the sexy specimen at the door. He is younger than me, but that is just the way that I like my men.

“I’m Jabari, Ja’nelle told me to meet her here. You must be her sister.”

He kisses my hand.

Mm-mm-mm, now I see why my daughter has lost her damn mind!

“Flattery will get you everywhere, young man. I’m Ja’nelle’s mother. But I’m sure that you already know that. Why don’t you come in the house, so that we all can talk?”

I leave him to close the door.

“Fat asses must run in the family,” I hear him say under his breath from behind me.

I turn around and look him in the eye, to let him know that I heard what he said. Then I roll my eyes at his ass.

He isn’t lying; I still look extremely good for my age. Even in my early forties, I have the body of someone half my age. I work hard to keep it this way, by spending at least 20 hours a week in the gym.

That’s not even including my spin class and yoga classes that I take during the week, as well. I have an addiction to young men with big dicks and deep pockets. Therefore, I have to keep up my body to attract and catch their attention.

“Mommy, this is Jabari. Jabari this is my Mommy,” Ja’nelle introduces us, all giddy like. It is making me sick to my stomach; seeing her act like this over a nigga that isn’t her damn husband.

“We met at the door already. Ja’nelle sit yo happy ass down, while I get to know Jabari. It takes a lot of balls showing up to my house, especially knowing that my daughter is a married woman. Don’t you think, Jabari?”

“I was just following her lead, ma’am. If I knew that it would’ve been a problem, then I wouldn’t have showed up. Sorry for the intrusion. I’ll be on my way,” He says, giving Ja’nelle the evil eye as he gets up.

“Ma! Why are you being so rude?” Ja’nelle fusses at me, while going after that sexy nigga Jabari.

“Jabari?!” I call after his dramatic ass. Why he is leaving is beyond me. I haven’t even got to interrogate his ass yet.

“Yes, ma’am?” He says, walking back into my dining room.

“Whatchu leaving for? You thought that you were gonna come in here with your smooth ass and win me over, by complementing me? You know what I think? I think you’re just using my baby for pleasure. You’re gonna throw her away in the wind, once you get your rocks off. That’s what I think!”

“I do have feelings for Ja’nelle, ma’am. In the last six months she has made me a happier man.”

I can tell that he is full of shit. I’ve been dealing with niggas like him my whole life.

“You do realize that she is a married woman with a child, don’t you? What do you plan on doing once shit hits the fan and her husband finds out about her fucking you behind his back? Because he will find out! And Hasaan ain’t shit to play with, Mr. Jabari!”

“With all due respect ma’am, I ain’t ever been scared of the next nigga. He bleeds red, just like me. As for me and your daughter’s relationship, it’s not that serious to me. She is a married woman, so I won’t allow my feelings to get wrapped up in it.”

“Jabari, I love you. I want to be with you and only you. Remember, we talked about me leaving my husband?”

I can see the happiness fade from my baby’s eyes, and I don’t like it one bit. However, she is playing in the big league now. She’d better not cry over this nigga.

“Yeah, we mentioned it a time or two, but nothing has been etched in stone. The life that I lead ain’t fit for no family and you know it, Ja’nelle. I ain’t the family type of dude. With that being said, it doesn’t mean that I don’t want that in the future. Let’s just go with the flow, like we talked about.”

“Sounds to me like y’all are on different pages, as far as this so-called relationship is concerned. I wish that I could be of some assistance, but I already have plans for tonight. So y’all are gone have to figure this shit out somewhere else.

You don’t gotta go home, but you’ve gotta get the hell up outta here with this soap opera mess.”

I am now ushering them towards my front door. I haven’t had sex in a week, so mama needs to get broke off. And these two niggas ain’t about to block my blessing.

“It was nice to finally meet you, Ms. Sims,” Jabari says, kissing my hand once again.

This time I can feel his tongue swirl on my skin. I snatch my hand back from him, giving him the evil eye. He just smiles a sexy ass smile at me.

“I’m leaving my car here still, Ma. Please lookout for me,” Ja’nelle says, running behind Jabari like a lost puppy.

“I’m not making any promises,” I say, after closing my door behind their messy asses.

I just hope and pray that Ja’nelle gets her damn mind right, before she ends up losing her damn husband!

***

“I must’ve dozed off on the couch, because I wake up to a bunch of noise outside of my damn house.

I wonder what happened to my tenderoni.

I open my front door to see Ja’nelle all in Jabari’s face, while he is steadily trying to walk away.

She looks like a damn fool!!

“What in the hell is going on outside my damn door, Ja’nelle?” I ask, stepping onto the porch. I light my Newport and then I watch as my oldest child makes a complete fool of herself.

“This nigga is disrespectful. He’s been looking at bitches asses, while he is out with me. I’m not about to be disrespected like that!”

“Girl, if you don’t get your ass in the car and go home to your damn husband, you better! Out here making a fool outta yourself in front of my damn neighbors! This nigga has already made it perfectly clear that he ain’t ready for the type of relationship that you want!

You’re making yourself look real dumb out here, Ja’nelle!”

I walk off the porch, while pulling her towards her car. I didn’t raise either of my girls to be needy or clingy to a man; especially a smooth talking ass nigga like Jabari.

“I can’t believe he is acting like this, Ma. He has done a complete 360°. We were talking about a future together,” she says, putting her head on the steering wheel crying.

My poor, poor gullible child.

Doesn’t she know that niggas say whatever, to get in women’s heads and into their panties?

“Baby, I know you are feeling really confused right now. But trust me, this is for the best. That man over there is selling you dreams,” I say, pointing towards Jabari.  “He told you what you wanted to hear. Niggas prey on women, when they sense that we aren’t happy.

What you need to do is go home and put the same effort into your marriage that you are putting into yelling at Jabari’s no good ass.”

“You really think that I should leave him alone?”

“Baby, I believe he has proven to you the kind of man that he is today. You need to go home and love on your husband and leave that man alone.”

“Maybe you’re right, Ma. Thanks for the advice.”

“That is what I’m here for, Baby. Now go on home, while I get rid of Mr. Jabari. I love you.”

I lean inside of the car and I give her a kiss on the cheek.

“I love you too, Ma,” she says, as she backs out of the driveway.

I look over at Jabari. He is talking away on his cell phone, like he doesn’t have a care in the world. I should go get my pink pearl handle .22 and bust a cap in his ass for breaking my baby’s heart.

“Excuse me Sir, you can leave now!” I say, tapping him on his shoulder to get his attention away from the conversation that he is having on his cell.

He holds up his finger, signaling me to wait until he finishes his conversation.

Who does this fine muthafucka think he is?

“I’m sorry about that, Ms. Sims. I had to get that call. What were you saying?”

He licks his full lips and then he smiles at me.

“I said that you are no longer welcome on my property. You can leave now.

And I would appreciate you leaving my damn daughter alone. She is a married woman! She doesn’t need you all up in her head, selling her a bunch of bull shit ass fantasies.”

I hate seeing Ja’nelle hurt. Even though she is a grown woman, she will always be my baby. Therefore, I will do anything to keep her from hurting.

“Has anyone ever told you how sexy you are, when you get pissed off?” He questions, while taking a seat on the hood of his black 2012 Audi A8L. I definitely know my cars and this car is at least $45,000; and that’s not including the custom rims on this bad boy.

I’m impressed...

“Have a nice evening, Jabari.”

I walk away from his cocky ass.

Who does this nigga think he is, flirting with me?

“Why are you walking away from me, Ms. Sims? You
are
sexy, when you get angry. I was just giving you a compliment.”

“Thanks for the compliment,” I say over my shoulder, while climbing the stairs.

“Would you mind me coming inside to use the bathroom, Ms. Sims?”