What About Us: A Crazy Love Story (3 page)

“You’re a man, so piss on the side of the house,” I suggest to him.

Now we are face to face.

“I have to do number two, Ms. Sims. I’m sure that you don’t want me shitting on the side of your house.”

“Isn’t that where dogs shit at; On the side of the house?” I laugh nice and hard after that joke.

“That was cold, Ms. Sims. I’m not a bad guy at all. If you would let me explain the reason why I was so cold towards Ja’nelle earlier, then you might be more understanding.”

“Fine, you can come in and handle your business, Jabari. But your explanation is not wanted or needed. I already know plenty about men like you.”

“What is it that you think you know about me, Ms. Sims?”

After closing and locking the door behind himself, he makes himself comfortable on my couch.

“I know that you probably have women throwing themselves at you, left and right. I know that you say whatever it is to get what you want. And I know that you ain’t shit. I think that about sums it all up.”

I take a seat next to him on the couch, crossing my legs. I dare him to say that I am wrong.

“You have me all wrong. It is true that I have a few women, who want my attention. But I don’t say anything to get what I want. As far as me not being shit, I beg to differ. I am
the shit
, Ms. Sims.

That’s the reason why you’re over there wondering what has your daughter so sprung. Now tell me that I’m lying?”

He moves closer to me on the couch.

“I will admit that Ja’nelle being head over hills in love with you has thrown me for a loop. That’s because she has never mentioned you until today. Then to top that off, I’ve never seen her so crazy about a man; not since she met her husband, Hasaan.”

“I want to let you know, my intentions are not to hurt or harm your daughter. What started off as two people getting know each other has turned into much more. I won’t lie and say that I don’t have feelings for Ja’nelle, because that’ll be a lie.

I might actually love your daughter, but I’m no fool either. This can all change at a blink if an eye. She could decide that she wants to work it out with her husband. Then I’ll be the one who is hurting.”

“I get what you are saying to me, Jabari. However, you already knew going into this that she was a married woman. I believe that you may have some feelings for her, but please know my allegiance lies with my son-in-law. He is a standup guy, who I know for a fact loves my daughter.

              They may be going through something right now, but what couple doesn’t? I want you to stay away from Ja’nelle. If she leaves her husband, then I wouldn’t see a problem with the two of you being together.

She seems to really be feeling you and I can see why. But the fact still remains that she is married.”

I begin to roll up another joint. This isn’t my mess, but doing damage control has caused my damn head to start hurting.

“I can stay away from Ja’nelle, Ms. Sims; the question is, can she stay away from me?”

“What do I have to do for you to leave my baby alone?”

“How about getting a brother some of that good food that you were cooking earlier for starters?”

“I can do that. Why don’t you go and freshen up in the bathroom, while I make your plate?”

I go to make both of us a plate, since I didn’t get to eat earlier. I made fried chicken wings, cheesy potatoes, collard greens and hot water corn bread.

I head to check my phone to see if my young tenderoni cancelled on me, after I dosed off. And sho’ nuff I had a missed call and text from him letting me know that something came up.

“It sure smells good up in here, Ms. Sims. I haven’t had a good home cooked meal in a while.”

“I try to cook every day. But now that I’m here by myself, the food just goes to waste. Ja’nelle has her own family to cook for and my youngest is away at college.”

“I never cook. I usually eat out or get a plate from a friend,” he says in between bites.

“Female friends, I’m sure.”

“I’m not going to lie; females do hook a brother up every now and then. But I mostly eat out.”

“That has to be expensive. You should learn how to cook. Ain’t nothing like a man that can throw down in the kitchen. My ex-husband showed me how to cook and I’ve been throwing down in the kitchen ever since.”

I smile at the memories of me and Donald in the kitchen of our first apartment. Him teaching me how to cook . . . . Me soaking up all of his knowledge . . . . I do miss those days.

“You still love your ex, don’t you?” Jabari asks, while taking a drink of my homemade lemonade.

“I never stopped loving him, actually. I just made some mistakes, while I was young. But you live and you learn.”

I pick the plates up from the table and then I take them into the kitchen.

“I don’t wanna overstep my boundaries, but what happened between you two that it ended up in divorce?”

I go on to tell him how Donald was trying to build an empire. He was spending less and less time at home, so I found someone to fill the void; only to find out that he wasn’t sincere.

“That is why I want Ja’nelle to leave you alone. I see so much of myself in her. Her husband is a good man. He is starting a business. He isn’t home like he used to be, but it will be worth it in the end.

I just wish that I would’ve been more patient and understanding with my ex. Now he is remarried and his new wife is living the life that I should be living. However, it’s my own fault.”

I go to fix me a drink. Every time I think about how I fucked up things with Donald, I get sad and lonely.

“I see where you are coming from, Ms. Sims. I will back off of Ja’nelle and let her sort things out with her marriage. Can I get a drink?”

“Whatchu want? I got Henn, 1800, Ciroc, Don Julio.”

“I’ll have whatever you’re having.”

I fix us both a double of 1800.

“So what is your story, Jabari? You seem like a nice enough guy.”

We end up talking for hours. It is good getting to know him. I learn that he is a jack of all trades. He has his hand in a little bit of everything. I also find out that he has had his heart broken, and he hasn’t been in a serious relationship since.

I am on my third round and feeling a little tipsy.

“It was nice getting to know you, Jabari. I can see why my daughter is so into you.”

I go to make another drink and I stumble a little. Jabari attempts to catch me and we both end up falling in between the couch and the coffee table.

“I think that we both have had enough 1800 tonight, Ms. Sims.”

“Baby, I guess you are right. I get so sad and depressed talking about my ex. I guess that made me drink too damn much. I’ll just smoke me a joint to balance things out.”

I try to stand, when Jabari catches me off guard with a kiss. Had I been in my right frame of mind, I would’ve stopped the kiss. But instead, I welcomed it and kissed him back passionately.

That little voice in the back of my head is telling me to stop. So I break our kiss by placing my hand on his chest and pushing him feebly away.

That kiss was magical. It ignited something in me...I haven’t felt that spark since Henry. That isn’t a good sign. I know at this very moment that the unthinkable is about to happen.

“I’m sorry if I overstepped my boundaries, but I’ve wanted to feel your lips all night.”

“I think that it’s time for you to go home, Jabari.”

“Go home?! You can’t tell me that you didn’t feel that spark, Ms. Sims. That doesn’t happen all the time. Besides, I know that pussy is blazing hot for me right now. Let me put out that fire.”

And then the unimaginable happened. I welcomed Jabari’s touch.

I can’t believe that I’m doing this to my baby Ja’nelle!

“Don’t worry; this night will be between me and you. I need to feel you, if only for one night,” Jabari says to me, with intense passion in his voice.

That’s when I let him take me inside of his rapture.

Jabari is doing things to my body that I haven’t felt since Henry. I hate to admit it, but I love every minute of it!

He begins by kissing me on my neck, while he rubs both my right and left nipple.

“We need to stop, Jabari. This is going too far.” I moan out, while opening my legs wider.

Who am I kidding? My body needs to release this pain.

“You don’t mean that, let me get you right,” he urges.

I can tell that he wants me just as much; if not more than I want him.

Once again, I put my guard down and I let Jabari do to my body what he wants. And boy does he work my body over, like a Hebrew slave.

He eats my pussy like pussy is going outta style. I try to run, but he grabs a hold of my thighs.

“What are you running from?” He asks and then he dives back into my dripping wet punany, like my nectar is the only drink that can quench his thirst.

“Don’t stop, Jabari, please don’t stop!”

I tightly wrap my thighs around his face, as I ride the waves of the spectacular orgasm that Jabari gives me. Hell, I feel like I am floating on cloud nine and I don’t want to come down. Before I can completely come down off of my orgasmic high, Jabari is entering me nice and rough. Just like I love it!

We go at it like sex is going out of style. That is until Ja’nelle comes busting into my damn house!

“Ma?! Jabari?! What the fuck is going on in here?!” She screams out, at the top of her lungs.

All the while, she is shielding my grandbaby, Imanie’s face. This is not how I saw my evening ending.

The crazy part about it all is that Jabari never misses a stroke. Although I want to stop what is happening, I still let faint moans escape from my mouth.

I see a look of pure disdain on my baby’s face, as me and Jabari both climax.

“How could either of you do this to me?”

“Baby, let me explain. This isn’t what it looks like,” I say, scrambling and trying to pull my sundress over my head.

“It looks like you were fucking my man! The same man that you said was no good! Let me find out that you’ve been plotting to fuck Jabari this whole fucking time!”

“Will you listen to yourself, Ja’nelle? I never met Jabari, until today! This was all a big ass mistake!”

“Please spare me the details! Jabari, I thought that you loved me! “

“I’ve got mad love for you, Ja’nelle, but you belong to another nigga. Do you think that I would actually be with you, when you’re cheating on your husband?”

“I don’t understand, Jabari. You said that you could see us building something with each other. You said that you would take care of me and Imanie. What changed all of that big shit that you were talking?”

She has now put Imanie down on the couch and she is yelling and screaming in his face. I take this time to move my grandbaby outta harm’s way. She doesn’t need to see her mama acting a damn fool, especially over a man that isn’t her daddy.

“We discussed this earlier, Ja’nelle. What we have is purely physical. You already proved that you can’t be trusted, because you’re cheating on your husband with me. As for what you walked in on; all that I can say is my bad.

Your mom and me got to talking and drinks got to flowing and the shit just happened. She tried to resist of course, but you already know how persuasive that I can be.”

“Where does this leave us, Jabari?”

“You already know! I’ve still got mad love for you, Nelle. We spoke about this and I still wanna hit that. But this claiming me as your man shit has gotta stop. All we are and will ever be is fuck buddies. Tell your mom I said be easy. I’m out!”

***

I still remember that day, like it was yesterday. I walked back into the living room, to my baby crying her eyes out. We talked and we put our differences aside, because at that moment all I want to do is to comfort my baby’s pain.

That was the first time that me and Jabari had sex. It was a memory that will always be sketched in my mind, as the best sex that I have ever had in my life.

Sitting here in this church, I realize that Jabari still been fucking Ja’nelle because it’s written all over her sad little face. Then to add injury to insult, he has another chick sprung too. I don’t know what I’m going to do to help both of my babies get through this pain that Jabari has caused. But please believe; I’ll do whatever it takes.

Chapter Three

Jabari

The biggest coward in the world

Is a man who awakens a woman’s love, with no intention of loving her.

-Bob Marley

Life is crazy. I’ve been hustling and banging bitches backs out, for as long as I can remember. Right now, I’m about to go pick up this chick that I’ve been fucking around with for years named Lela.

Even though we’ve been kicking it for a while, I’m still not looking for a commitment. After what happened with my last situation, I try to stay away from relationships.

Lela holds a big piece of my heart because she hustles with me. We started off as friends, but that quickly changed once Lela’s body started filling out.

We grew up together in the King Kennedy projects. Our mothers hung out together and that’s how we quickly became friends. Both of our mothers were struggling to make it through each month. So when I turned thirteen, I decided to get put on.

I was tired of seeing my mom struggle and I was especially tired of living in the projects. Since my dad bounced and left my mom and me to fend for ourselves, I took it upon myself to become a man and help out.

It was hard at first, but I quickly got the hang of the ends and outs of hustling. I would hustle anything; Candy, chips, crack, cocaine, shoes, clothes. You name it, I have sold it. When I started making big money, Lela explained to me that I should think even bigger.

“Jabari, you can be a boss in these streets if you step your game up.”

“I’m already a boss, Lela. You ain’t know?”

“You have potential, but a boss you are not Jabari.”

That crushed my little ego. Here I was thinking that I was doing the damn thing.

“What do you mean?”

“You see how Leron has made enough money to take his whole family out of the hood? You can definitely be on his level. He’s got a gang of niggas basically doing the work for him. The thing is that they are not happy, because they’re not eating.”

“So what does that have to do with me, Lela?”

“It means that you need to step on Leron’s toes and get his niggas to jump on your bandwagon. You don’t take them all from him at once. You’ve gotta bait them.”

“That is just gonna start a whole lot of drama that I don’t need. Besides, Leron is my nigga.”

“Leron is a buster and he don’t give a fuck about nobody but himself. That’s why his niggas are pissed the fuck off.”

“Then they should just get like me and start making this paper on their own.”

“Some niggas don’t have the skill to get it on their own, Jabari. That’s why there are leaders and then there are followers. You, my nigga, are a natural born leader. I’ve got big plans for us, Jabari. But I can’t do it alone. You have to look at the bigger picture. That’s what will take us out of the hood.”

“So what’s this big plan that you’ve been cooking up inside of your head?”

Once she ran everything down to me, I had to admit that it was a great idea. We followed her plan to a tee and now me, her and all of the niggas that I got from Leron’s squad are millionaires. Then most importantly, I finally got my Mama out of the projects and that is all that a nigga really wanted.

Lela has been blowing me up for the last couple of days, but I’ve been doing damage control with Ja’nelle. I can’t front, Ja’nelle is a beast in the sheets. She’s a real headhunter, when it comes to giving me brain and I really don’t want to let that go.

I fucked up by fucking her mom, but that was an honest mistake. I blame it on the alcohol. That 1800 will definitely make you sin. Then as long as old girl is married, she can’t be clocking my moves. And that’s exactly what I told her.

It didn’t take much to get back inside of her good graces. I hit her with some dough and this python and it was all she wrote. Now she is back on a nigga’s team.

As soon as I pull up to Lela’s house, she comes out. She is looking sexy as usual in a short pair of shorts, which make her camel toe stand out like a sore thumb. She also has on a pair of heels that made her already long legs look amazing.

Lela has a small waist and a nice set of breasts that fill her baby blue crop top. Her hair is long with honey blonde highlights that make her golden sun kiss skin tone stand out. If I was to ever settle down with anyone, it would be Lela. She is the perfect combination of street and class.

“What’s up, Baby Girl?” I say, as soon as her ample bottom hits the soft leather seats.

“Nothing much,” she says, but her eyes tell a totally different story.

She looks like she has been crying. I hate to see anyone that I love upset.

“You’ve been blowing me up. You said you had something important that you wanted to talk to me about. So spit it out!”

Lela knows that I hate when people beat around the damn bush.

“I’m pregnant.”

“Okay, is that all?”

I don’t see why she had to tell me.

“No, that’s not all, Jabari! What are we gonna do? This is your baby, just as well as mine!”

“You already know how I feel about having kids, Lela. You promised me that you were on birth control!”

At this point, I am heated because she lied to me.

“I was on birth control, Jabari. Only I stopped taking them, because I want a baby.”

“So you just thought that you would force my hand? Is that what is going on here?”

“I thought that after all of these years, that you would’ve changed your mind. I guess that I was wrong.”

“I haven’t changed my mind, Lela! You need to get rid of it!”

“Get rid of it? This is our child Jabari, not an
IT
and I will not kill my baby!”

She starts crying hysterically. I hate to see women cry, but that doesn’t change the fact that I still don’t want children right now.

“Calm down Lela, you know that I hate to see you cry.”

I reach over the seat, so that I can give her a hug. I am trying my best to calm her down.

“How can I calm down when the man I love tells me that he wants for me to get rid of our baby that is growing inside of me? I know that you don’t want a baby right now. But I can’t and won’t kill my baby, Jabari. I just can’t!”

Lela rubs her belly. She isn’t showing yet, but I can already tell that she has made up her mind.

“What do you mean, the man you love?”

I know that she has strong feelings for me, but I didn’t think that she loved me. Hell, she will hook me up with her home girls. That isn’t how you show love to somebody.

“I’ve been in love with you, ever since we were teenagers, Jabari. Don’t act like it is such a big surprise.”

“I know that you have love for me, but I had no idea that you were in love with me.”

“I don’t mess with anyone but you, Jabari; and you know that shit!”

She is pissed and. She looks so sexy when she is mad.

“Lela, you need to lower your voice! So you love me, huh?”

“You already know it!” She states proudly.

“Well, if you love me so much, then why did you hook me up with your home girl, Sharelle, last week?”

“Because . . .  you asked me to, Jabari!”

“So, you’ll do whatever I ask you to do?”

“Don’t I always?”

She folds her arms under her full bosom.

“Well get rid of the baby, because I ain’t trying to be nobody’s daddy!”

“You know what, Jabari? Fuck you! I can raise my baby on my own. Did you forget that I’ve got money too, you bitch ass nigga!?”

Lela jumps out of my car and then she slams the damn door so hard that the window cracks. This bitch must have lost her rabbit ass mind, slamming my muthafuckin’ door that damn hard!

I jump out of the car and then I follow her into her house. She is crazy; if she thinks that shit is gonna fly with a nigga like me!

“Get the fuck outta my house, Jabari! Why don’t you go on over to Sharelle’s house, I’m sure that she will be happy!”

She turns facing me, with more tears flowing down her face. It really does eat at my heart, seeing her cry.

“You cracked my fucking window, when you slammed my door! What the fuck is your problem, Lela?!”

“My problem is you, Jabari! All these years, I’ve been the Bonnie to your Clyde. Yet you treat me just like all the rest of your bitches.”

“We’re not together, Lela! You act like I’m your man and you’re my woman. All we do is handle business together and occasionally we fuck! It ain’t my fault that yo ass caught fucking feelings!”

“You know what? You are so fucking right. So leave me be, Jabari. From now on, I’ll let you do everything, and I do mean
everything
on your own.  Now will you please leave! Get the fuck out of my house and leave me alone.”

“You think that I need you, Lela? You think that I can’t do the shit you do? I’m gone. But don’t call me when you have that baby, because I won’t give a fuck.”

I walk out feeling heated. She thinks because we’ve been doing shit together for so many years, that I can’t do shit on my own. I’m a fucking man! Anything a bitch can do, I know that I can do better.

I drive around a while, trying to calm down but every time that I look at my cracked window, I get pissed off all over again. I hate being at odds with Lela, because real talk she is a niggas rock in this game full of snakes. Yet and still, I don’t like the way that she played the shit.

She knows that I’m not feeling have no damn babies. But she still stopped taking her pills and let me nut all up in her. That was a set up mission and it was scandalous.

I need to get this window fixed ASAP! I am that nigga! I can’t be seen riding around with a fucked up window. I am already on St. Clair, so I stop at Comet Glass to see if they can fix my window. To my surprise, they have me in and out in under an hour.

I decide to go by Ms. Sims house to see if we are cool. I made a promise to Ja’nelle to stay away from her mother. But the way that pussy gripped my dick, it has a nigga’s mind going crazy. She is fine and she has a no nonsense type of attitude that reminds me of my mom. It is weird, but it turns me on.

When I pull on the street, I can see Ms. Sims in her yard with a pair of cut off shorts on. Her ass cheeks are practically hanging from underneath. My dick immediately rocks up, as I park in front of her house. I get out and then I walk up the driveway.

“What are you doing here, Jabari?”

“I just came to check on you. I wanted to see if everything is alright between you and Ja’nelle. I hate to be the reason that y’all aren’t on speaking terms,” I say, while eyeing her big breasts through her damp yellow wife beater.

“We talked things out and she knows that it was all a big mistake. We are fine, Jabari. Thanks for asking.”

“Cool, well I guess that’s all I stopped by for. If you ever need anything, make sure you give me call. And I do mean
anything,
Ms. Sims.”

I make sure that she knows exactly what I am talking about. I know that it’s wrong for me to still wanna hit that, but it was good as fuck. I felt a spark between us and I know that she felt that shit too.

“How can I give you a call, if I don’t have your number?”

That was all that I needed to hear to know that she is down for me to knock the pussy out the frame again. As she quickly stores my number inside of her phone, the front door swings open and my heart skips a beat.

“Ma, where is the glass pitcher that we usually make the lemonade in?”

“I broke that last week. I’ve been meaning to go to Bed Bath and Beyond to get another one. Just use the pitcher that I have the water in.”

“Okay.”

She turns to walk back inside of the house. I have to say something to get her attention. Baby is bad!

I thought that Ja’nelle was fine. Then of course, Ms. Sims is a stallion but baby girl already has my nose wide open.

“I can take you to get that glass pitcher, if you like. I’ve been dying for some fresh squeezed lemonade.”

I look at Ms. Sims and she just chuckles and then she shakes her head.

“And who are you?” She asks, with a raised eyebrow and a hand on her full hips.

She stands at about 5’4”, maybe 5’5”. Her skin was the color of dark chocolate and her eyes are a funny color. I can see hints of green and hazel and her body is banging. She has a little pudge in her stomach, but I like that.

She too has on an extremely short pair of jean shorts, which her ass cheeks hang from with a red wife beater that is tied in the back.

“My name is Jabari. I’m a friend of your mother’s.”

I walk up on the porch and then I gently kiss the back of her hand.

“I see; you must be one of my Mama’s boy toys.”

She smirks at her mom.

“Naw, we’re strictly friends. I help her out around the house, whenever I can,” I lie effortlessly

“You don’t look like the handyman type to me. I’m Jazzlene, her youngest daughter.”