The Overcoming Amendment: FAME

Chapter 16

"How about some dime just walked up to me and said Jojo's mama wanna bump." Crystal said to Memphis, Ashley, and Amber.

"Why?" everyone said in unison.

"Cuz you fought that hoe, and threatened Jojo." she said to Amber.

"That wasn't no damn threat." Amber yelled.

"Jojo would've got her ass beat by Amber anyway. So if it was a threat or not she would've had her face pounced on." Ashley said.

"Exactly. She wanna pick a fight with the baddest gal in the whole damn city, then let's get it."

"Baby, why you gotta feed into that shit?" Memphis asked.

"For the simple fact that I was born in Miami, Florida and raised in the dirty south of Chicago, Illinois. I ain't never ignore some shit like that and I ain't gon start today!" Crystal snapped.

"Okay, ma." he replied.

"I know Jojo gon wanna jump in for her mama." Ashley said getting up to walk out the room.

"That's why I keep what I got to myself. These thots always tryna fade one for some bullshit." Crystal said getting aggravated.

"When she wanna throw hands?" Amber asked.

"Tomorrow I guess. I'll be waiting on the ave for that hoe at 6 o'clock" she replied to her daughter.

The next day, plenty of people got the word about the fight. Crystal was going about her day like a regular day.

Back before she got pregnant by a gangster-thug and had Shanti, she was that lady thug that had that crazy set and had hands and respect like a mofo. Since she was already known for fighting before she met Jamaal Tinsley-Jackson Jones (father of Ashley and Shanti) they called her Lady Beast. Then when she started talking to Jamaal and became his girl that was the end for all her competition. Crystal was THAT Bitch! Back in her days, fighting and thugging was just another part of her daily routine.

When Shanti heard about Crystal and Jo'quierriya fighting on the ave at 6 o'clock she went to confront Jojo at her house with no attitude, no drama, and no bullshit. That was only if Jojo aint get stupid with her and be a dumb ass.

"Do I know you?" Jo'quierriya answered the door.

"Not no more. Let me see Jojo." Shanti replied.

"Why? She aint worrying about you."

"I aint either. I just wanna talk to her. Am I threat all of a sudden?"

"Never was. Never will be. Not yo bony ass."

"Bitch shut the fuck up and let me see Jojo."

Jojo walked up to the door and shooed her mom away. "Why you looking for me?"

"We really need to talk." Shanti said.

"Aint shit to talk about guh!"

"Apparently there is! Why you wanna fuck with me and my blood?"

"Oh y'all lame ass niggas not on my mind nor my mothafuckin schedule."

"Lame? Really? Lame? I believe that my household income is way more than yours. My momma making three times maybe four times as much money as yo loose ass mama. Lets not be ignorant and talk about lame."

"Bitch my mama making guap (money) though right? I still got my LV bags, my Versace belts, Neiman Marcus dresses, jewelry, and heels and plenty others."

"I do too bitch! The only difference is that I don't make every penny by sucking dick, and being a community hoe."

"Ima real Hustlin Diva."