A Woman's Worth II (Book #2)

Chapter 3: Rule Number One

Jamaica

"Why didn't you tell me Jamaica?! You make me look like a fool! I have been all in this woman's house, my child has her middle name, what else Jamaica?!" I shook my head and dropped it. I slipped. I messed up. I was talking to Love on the phone since she's waaaay in Cincinnati doing business for a clothing line, when I started telling her about me and Ahayah, and my family. I ain't even notice Kimora was wide awake in the hospital bed until she threw the remote and knocked the hell outta me with it.

"I'm sorry babe. I... ion know what I was thinking I must admit. Hell yea I'm wrong." I apologized and tried to touch her but she snatched away. "Go home Jamaica. I don't even wanna speak with you right now." I gave her a pleading look but it was obvious she was sticking to her word.

I picked my overnight bag up and my keys and phone then headed out to my car. I really ain't wanna be alone and I damn sure don't want Kimora yelling at me for trying to stay so I decided on a place I know I'm welcome.

I hopped on the freeway and took the 45 minute drive to Ahayah's place. I know she probably not gone let me in but this my second choice. Blue's house was the first but I just need to see where her head at.

I pulled into her driveway and noticed all the lights were off except the tv in the living room. Typical Ahayah, watch tv to distract the loneliness. I left my things inside the car just in case she say no. I knocked on the door twice and got no answer. I rung the doorbell like 5 times and she finally came of course snappin.

"Its 11:30 at night why the-" "Hello.." I cut her off. Or I think I did she probably stopped talking because she fina snap on me. "I uhh was wondering if I could stay the night. I'm going through it and I need a place to go." She mugged me looking me up and down and finally nodded. I held up my pointer finger and went to get my stuff.

"You just knew I was gone let you in huh?" She asked with her arms folded as she leaned against the door. She looked so beautiful. She had on a black tank top no bra, some hot pink boy shorts and long hot pink and black tube socks. She just always gotta match. Her hair was pulled up into a tight bun with no jewelry. Just look so good.

"Can I have my face back? Or are you gone sit there and stare?" She walked further into the house where she lead me to the couch. She sat in the love seat while I sat on the sofa. "So what you watching?" I asked as whatever it was went on commercial. "My favorite movie." She got excited and sat Indian style on the couch. "Edward Scissor-Hands." We said it at the same time and looked at each other. The stare stood there for a while till her phone rang.

Youuu keep meee hiiigh
And everyday with you so special baby

So let me give you my love in a special waaaay

Hold meee close giiirl
Cause every moment I'm with you I cherish baby

I wanna give you my soul and my spirit babyyyy

I wonder who ringtone that is. She smiled so hard like her cheeks was gone break. She seemed kind of hesitant to answer it though. I guess cause I'm sitting here.

"Hello?" She finally answered and I was deep in the conversation.

"No I'm not busy wussup?"

"Ohhh tonight? Noo let's do that tomorrow. I just got a new dress. Its great for a date." A date?! Who tf?!

"7 o'clock I will be ready. Sounds great! Goodnight!"

I gave her that bitch I'll kill you look which caused her to burst out laughing. "Get out my business Jamaica. What I got goin on over here don't concern you no more sweetie." She reassured me. I shot her a half smile and leaned on the couch while the movie came back on.