Unintentional

Fading

Chassidy

"Hold on Jr, shit!" I yelled as I quickly pushed the door shut, all the while tugging on my underwear in an attempt to cover myself. I could hear him whining from the door slamming in his face, but I didn't care. Serves him right for just walkin in rooms without knocking; I shouldn't have to keep tellin him that. I shouldn't have to tell him period, that was Jacey's job. "Auntie Mona is here." I heard him say before walking off. I took my time washing my hands before I made my way into the living room to greet my homegirl. "Hey bitch!" she smiled as she pulled me into a hug.

I took a step back to admire her outfit which wasn't covering much, but that was normal for Mona. The black one piece fit her body snug as her perky breasts sat high with only her nipples being covered. Mona had good taste in clothes and a bad ass body, that much was true. We had the same build except I was just a few inches shorter. I couldn't help but imagine that outfit looking 10 times better on me.

She must have been on her way to work at the club. One of the many men she fuck with put her on, and she been stackin her paper there ever since. Looking at the time on my phone, it was goin on 9:oo; just shy of an hour before her shift starts, which had me wondering why she was here. She was only known to stop by unannounced for two reasons; to talk about the new nigga she done snagged, or she must had some more tea for me. Either way was fine with me, I needed some girl talk. I haven't really been out much in the past few days. "What is it hoe?" I smiled back as we both sat across from each other. The only thing separating us was the coffee table where I had a few bottles of my party drinks. I rolled my eyes as Mona went straight for my bottle of Patron.

The one thing I couldn't stand about Mona was her drinking problem. I was somewhat glad I had stashed the rest of my shit in my room; I knew she was gonna kill the little bit of liquor I had left. I wasn't trippin mainly because they weren't shit to replace, but damn; save some for the next person. She poured herself two shots and started reaching for my Paul Masson. Didn't this bitch know you weren't supposed to mix brown and clear? I snatched the bottle away before she could take another shot. "Damn bitch, did you come just to drank up all my shit?" Mona downed her half filled shot glass and gave me a knowing smile.

The smile that said she had major news. I couldn't help but get excited as I sat up a little straighter; I haven't heard any gossip since that bullshit with Jacey. I wonder who she was coming to talk about now. "You will never guess who I saw last week." she grinned teasingly. Mona had a thing for suspense. She reminded me a lot of Jacey's annoying ass nephew; Monty was the exact same way. Me on the other hand, I didn't like that shit. I hated when people tried beating around the bush with whatever story they try to tell. Just get on with the shit and tell me what the hell happened.

"We not playin the guessin' game hoe, just tell me who the fuck you saw." I demanded. I still had to take Jr to his grandma's house so I could get ready for my special friend to come over. I hated having him out of my sight; especially at Luna's house. I hated the fact that my mom had to work tonight, forcing me to go with the alternative. I didn't like sending him over there giving his daddy so much access to him. Jacey was gone for now, so I had to find somebody else that was willing to pay my bills. I refuse to start using my own money; I didn't have to for almost a decade now, and I'll be damned if I were to start today. I knew Jacey was coming back. It was only a matter of time before he finally came back to his senses; I was just waiting for it.

"Yo fine ass baby daddy. And he wasn't alone, he had some lil skinny bitch on his arm." I froze and gave her a deadly glare. I know this bitch didn't just say what I think she did. She had to be lying; Jacey didn't even fuck with skinny bitches. He liked his women thick, like me. There was no way in hell he was traipsing this imaginary girl around town, it just wasn't like him. "I may be a drunk bitch, but I ain't blind. That nigga done switched up on that ass." She said smartly as she sat back on the couch to make herself more comfortable. I wanted to wipe that smug ass smirk right off her face. "What does the bitch look like?" I questioned. I had to keep my cool long enough to hear her out. It's not like I believed her, I really just wanted to see how far she would take this lie. On top of that, I knew almost every hoe in this town, so if one of them fit the description they'd be taken care of; bitches in this town all know who Jacey belongs to.