{Sienna}
"Mommy, wake up. I got to school." I rolled over to see my little man jumping up and down on my bed. Damn, I love my son. He's just like my brother King. Like his uncle, he always wanted to be excited and ready to take on the world. My son had a light brown curly top like his dad, hazel eyes like his momma, and light brown skin like his dad. My son is my pride and joy. Each day I look at him, it motivates me to get my ass up to do right for us. "Mommy, we got to go, I'm late for school." Okay, king. I'm getting up now. I go into his closet to pull out his ladies' man shirt and pair of blue jeans. I placed all the clothes on the bed for him to dress as Josiah grabbed his favorite pair of sneakers, his white, and Carolina powder blue Jordans. Josiah starts to dress without any assistance. "Mommy, can I have Mcdonald's?" Yes, baby, but first, let mommy go get washed. I took a nice hot steamy shower, once I was out, I put on this cute gray sweatshirt that was off the shoulder and this pair of cameo skin-tight pants with my black doc martens. I sprayed myself down in some "Be Enchanted" perfume. Right before leaving the house, I grab my Gucci bag and my nude lip gloss that went right with my mocha-colored skin. When I was done, we were out the door just like that. We got into my black Nissan, I strapped him into his car seat, and just in the snap of my fingers, we were racing to McDonald's to get him some hash browns.
8:00 am rolled around. Shit! Josiah's mommy's going to have to drive a little faster, so sit back, jo. 8:05 rolled around he had to get to his school by 8:15, or he will be late again. We arrived at 8:13 am; I parked the car and unfastened his seat. Jo jo hopped out of the car excitedly, running towards the building. Josiah, slow down, please, baby. I walked Josiah into his school.
When I found out I was having a boy, I knew from that moment on that I wanted my son to have the best education possible. I don't want my son ending up like these dumb ass fuckers out here trapping ( selling drugs), getting loose women pregnant, stealing, dying, or ending in jail. Jo jo took off his polo hoodie and hung it up in his cubical with his lunch box. He ran back to kiss me on the cheek. "Bye momma, I love you," he says, smiling. I love you too. Be good and have a good day at school. Shaking my head, smiling at my little man. It seems like just yesterday he was trying to walk. Now, look at him in kindergarten. I walked out of the school and got back in my car.
My phone started ringing. It was Josiah's dad Rihmeek calling from prison. These last few years, with him being behind bars awaiting trial, were killing me. Somehow his trial always seemed to be rescheduled because there was either a witness that was missing or evidence was missing. Rihmeek's charges included drug trafficking, money laundering, and murder. Allegedly Rihmeek murdered some low-life creep stealing from him, and the rat had the nerve to work on a deal with the cops to hand deliver him. Crossing Meek is like a death sentence; once you lose his trust, it's no way you're getting it back. I met Meek at a hotel party that my girl Mani was having. Everybody who was everybody in uptown was there. My girls and I were having a good time. Meek spotted me across the room dancing on Taz when this bum tried to get behind me. Once that dumb ass grabbed my ass, it went black. From there, I turned so fast I rocked ole dude with a nice ass right hook punch. Plus, I had my cute purple brass knuckle ring on. The bitch ass dude would get more of an ass whopping if it weren't for Rihmeek jumping into the fight throwing the ole dude out, and pulling out his 9mm on him. The creep ran for the hills like the bitch he was. Since then, I fell for Meek, but what came with him was bullshit. Not
calling and not coming home at night at times drove me crazy. He was cheating with loose women from all over the city. Girls knocking on my door talking about this her man's house, I nearly had to get held down by several people. However, that still didn't keep me from laying a couple of these girls out to teach them their place. When I told him I was pregnant with his son. He stood by my side and made damn sure he provided for us. Rihmeek had us living in this beautiful apartment building, but shit changed once he got locked up. I returned to reality once I heard his deep annoying voice that's hard to ignore even if you tried. He's been trying to get his charges dropped for the last four years.
"HELLO ?! shit. SIENNA, hello ?!".
Yes, Rihmeek? I rolled my eyes at the thought of this man being so impatient.
"What's going on? How is my son?".
I'm fine, Meek; I'm just trying to provide. Josiah is fine. He keeps asking me about you every night. I'm sick of lying to him; you have to tell him.
"Look, I know you don't want to hear about this, but I need you to visit one of my businesses. I need you to go to the pool hall Shotz. My last business associate Xavier will know why you're there. Sienna, please keep waiting for me. A man like me is going to fight this and be home soon. So baby, please wait. I will be home soon and put it on you, so your ass doesn't have to worry about money anymore.
Rihmeek, I am not going to wait for you anymore. The truth is, I wasn't waiting for him. I was waiting till I was ready to let someone in...
"Fuck you mean your not going to wait for me anymore? Who the fuck do you think you are talking crazy to, Sienna? Remember what I'm about. I can have your ass any time I want! He barked into the phone.
fuck you, dumbass; you're the one that messed us up. There is no family. waiting on you. Boy, please, the only person ready for you to come back to be in their life is Josiah. You need to worry about the son you have waiting for you to come back home. He needs you and loves you wholeheartedly. As for me, I do what I want meek, I can suck and fuck any man I want since I am single, not married."You have 30 seconds left with the convict," the automated service came on.
"All I know is your ass better stay single when I get home. I'm going to come home, and you better be alone. And I am going to keep my family. Sienna tell Jo Jo I love..." The phone cuts off. I wipe the tears from my face and then drive to the pool hall.
The pool hall may have looked like an ordinary pool hall & bar, but it wasn't. That place came to life at night. Somebody was always fighting here no matter what time of the day it was fights always seemed to occur. When I walked in, some guys recognized me as Meek's baby mother. I started to sit at the bar for a bit while I waited. After waiting for an eternity, I started to make my way over to the pool table. I started schooling the boys on how to play pool. When I got done taking their money, I looked up to see this sexy guy. He was six foot four, with caramel skin, a nice set of lips, and a perfect smile. The sexy stranger wore a polo t-shirt, showcasing his tattoos on both arms. The stranger wore a white, blue, and red 76ers snapback and a tan pair of pants with red and black Jordan 1's. The man had my attention once he walked over to me. He looked so familiar I couldn't remember where I knew him from.
"What's up, beautiful?".
Nothing, just waiting for someone. I say nonchalantly, looking through my social media timeline.
"Mind if I wait with you?".
Uhm, no, you cannot wait with me.
"Ayye, Chill out with hostility towards me. I was only being friendly."
I walk my ass over to the bar to get a martini. I started drinking when I saw Meek's old friend Nahiem talking to the sexy stranger. Nahiem comes over with the stranger and introduces us.
"X, you remember Meek? Well, this is his baby's mom Sienna. Sienna, this is X. You're going to want to do business with him. I was shocked to find out the sexy stranger was trying to talk to me. The stranger was X. he looked way different from back in the day. X led me back to where his office was.
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