New Identity

Chapter Two

While Slim was at the house, and held the full attention of TJ I decided to text Gabby. I picked up my phone to see that she'd already sent me a text.
Bestie4L💜👯‍♀️(15m ago)
Bitch‼️ Mike popped up at my job with roses, lunch and gave me head in the car! I know I said I was done but... I lied. I'm at his house bestie, be home tonight if I have the strength to walk to the car 😂🤷🏽‍♀️ but tomorrow fasho, 💙 you. Kiss my fat man for me 😘
I smiled reading her message. She is a hot mess. Before returning in the living room, I replied:
I figured 🙄 y'all might as well get married but ok Sissy Pooh, get that dick bitch 🤪 I'm ready for a niece or nephew. TJ need some cousins. Go for it 😂🤷🏽‍♀️ love you more. Be safe, you better FaceTime me before you doze off. I don't care how good the dick is 🤣
After sending off my text, I looked at Slim who was still entertaining his nephew. I began thinking how much he'd grown up, I was so proud of the man he was becoming. I mean, he had his problems but so did every teen. In my eyes, he could be worse. Out here doing crack or something, but Slim was different. He went to school, even had a little part time job and he maintained good grades. But, if family called he was coming, full force. All gas, no breaks. Especially if it was for me or TJ. He was down to ride for his boys too, but he used his head when it came to their situations. As for us, he didn't even think twice. And it was definitely vice versa for my oldest boy. He wasn't mine, but I'd do anything for him. I loved him as much as I loved TJ.
"Sis, I need your advice." Slim said, with a mouthful of Hamburger Helper. I was startled, I didn't think he'd seen me. I looked over to see what my son was doing. TJ was sitting in his walker, laughing and watching Bubble Guppies. I was still in shock I was a mother and best of all that wonderful baby was my creation.
"Wassup lil bro?" I asked as I walked into the kitchen to grab the family bag of Cheeto Puffs. Me and TJ's favorite snack. I opened the bag and began crunching away, when I felt someone staring. It was my son. His attention was on the bag, he then looked at me. If he could talk I'm almost sure he would've been saying, "so you can't share?" I laughed at my little creation and sat a handful of puffs onto his tray. Then I redirected my attention to Slim. His fat ass had snuck off into the kitchen, welcoming himself to a second bowl of Hamburger Helper.
"And fix me some too, before you eat it all fat fucker." I said playfully, before I began rolling up our  third blunt. Slim returned, with two bowls and sat next to me on my comfy love seat. I took a few bites before I remembered that Slim was supposed to be getting my advice.
"I'm waiting..." I said looking at my brother with a curious look on my face.
"Man Dime, I don't know exactly how to tell you but..." He looked nervous.
"Oh hell no Quan! You better not have that tramp ass bitch DeAsia pregnant! You know I don't like her and even if she is, I'm still going to drag her ass! Even if I have to wait 9 fucking months, didn't I tell you about these little hot twat bitches? Why the fuck didn't you wrap up? Boy you so damn igno—" As I raised my hand to slap him in the back of the head he dogged me, laughing. But I stared. I was dead ass serious. I didn't like her one bit. And I especially didn't like the thought of having to deal with her for 18 years for the sake of my little brother being the father of her child.
"Damn pit-bull, relax. That's damn sure not what I was about to say. Fuck that bitch. And you can drag her, soon as you see her matter of fact. And you better beat her ass too, or I'm gonna beat yours." We both cracked up laughing.
"Nah but on the real sis, I do have something to tell you." He said, seriously.
"Well shit, the rat faced bitch isn't pregnant and that's the only thing that scares me. So shoot ya shot baby, I'm all ears." I looked over to see TJ had fell asleep in his walker. I got up and laid him in his crib, before turning off the ceiling light. I walked to Terry's Xbox One and put in The Lion King, Slim's favorite childhood movie. I walked into the kitchen and retrieved a few more snacks, and sodas. Then, I turned on the lamp, grabbed two blankets and reclaimed my spot on the couch. Finally, I sparked the blunt I had rolled before we ate our Hamburger Helper. I threw a box of Skittles at Slim's head. He laughed and said, "Good look my nigga." I opened my beef jerky and hit the blunt a few times. I was still waiting to see what Slim was so anxious and nervous to talk about. I looked at him, and of course his full attention was on the movie. Like he hadn't seen it a million times. I paused the movie, and immediately he redirected his attention to me. He rolled his eyes, but I didn't care. It was rare that my brother came to me for "advice" so I knew it was something serious. I was anxious to know, plus he'd already started.. might as well finish.
"Ight man, well look... I don't really know how Terry gonn feel. But it doesn't matter, cause it's too late now." He stopped talking and hit the blunt again. I was confused now, very. But I didn't interrupt, he must've read my face though. So he continued,
"Man. Sis, I'm dating Ki." He said and sighed. He rubbed the back of his neck and pulled his brush out of his back right pocket. He began to brush his waves. My mouth dropped to my knees. I could tell he felt relieved. And he was blushing, but I couldn't help but look at him like he was stupid. Because clearly, he was.
"Quan what? Come on, we about to go find yo mother-fucking mind! Because you clearly lost that shit! Boy what the hell is wrong with you? I mean I'm not against it, I love Ki. She's honestly the type of girl you need. But we don't know what Terry's going to say or do. Especially, if you you hurt her." I said honestly. I wasn't scared of Terry and I knew he wouldn't hurt Slim because they were tight. Real tight. Plus, he knows me and Slim were family. But about his little sister, none of that would matter. Before we started dating, Terry thought Slim and I were actually siblings, same DNA type shit. But once he realized Slim's father didn't have any children and he knew Slim's mom, he asked me. And I told him the truth. Slim and I weren't related. But my mother passed when I was 3, so I only have my daddy. And Slim's pops had been killed in the Army, so all he had was his momma. Our parents ended up getting together. And with both of us being under the same roof for a while, we built our sister/brother relationship. That was, up until Slim's momma got shot. My dad is still hurting on the inside, but he's taking it day by day. He stays healthy, and checks on us damn near everyday. He loves Slim, like his own too.
"Man Dime, I don't care. I care about Kiera, I love her. I've been in love with her and I'm tired of trying to hide my feelings because of what the next mother-fucker has to say. If Terry got a problem tell him he can hit me up and we can have a man to man. But I love his little sister, he just gonna have to accept the shit sis. All of y'all are. I'm not gonna hurt her bruh, but I'll prove y'all wrong. Fuck it. Now can you play the fucking movie?" He was pissed. I seen tears beginning to flow down his bloodshot eyes. He quickly got up, and walked to the restroom. After a few minutes he returned, grabbing his jacket out of the closet.
"I'll catch you later sis. Hit me if you need me. Love you." He kissed me on the forehead, left twenty dollars on the table and walked to the door.
"Yo, lock the door." He said, shutting the door. I got up, speechless. I couldn't believe my little brother was dating my sister in law. Well, not legally but still. It shocked me. And the fact that Kiera hadn't told me herself had me feeling salty. I looked out the blinds watching my little brother pull off in his black Jeep. He was bumping Young Dolph x Play Wit Yo Bitch. He turned out of my complex, and headed towards Momma B's. Im assuming, to go chill with Ki. I turned around and walked to the restroom. After handling my business and washing my hands I rolled  up again. There was a lot going on, and I smoke for free. Terry made sure I always had my own personal pack, so why not roll up whenever I want? As if on cue, my phone rang. I looked at the time: 9:30PM. This was Terry's night call. I was eager to tell Terry the news about Ki and Slim before he heard the wrong way. I quickly pressed zero.
"Umm. Hey baby." I said trying my best not to sound nervous. He knew when I was trying to hide something. Terry was my first love, we've been fucking around since I was 13. 7 years and counting, long story short he knows me like the back of his hand.
"Yo wassup wifey. What my twin doing?" He asked referring to TJ.
"He just got out the bath. He's in our room crawling around now. He's trying to walk baby. I'm so excited!" I said, smiling. I could hear Terry, he was smiling too.
"I'm just glad I'll be home to see it. Baby I'm not going to mess up what we got this time. I want you to have all my kids. I'm gonna marry you girl." Terry said. I couldn't help but smile, but I knew it all to well. It was just jail talk. Every time Terry got in trouble we did the same old dance. And I was honestly tired of it. But I loved him, he was all I knew. I never had sex with anyone else, or even kissed another person. Even when we broke up, I didn't want anyone else. They weren't him. Plus, I knew how Terry felt about me. I didn't want to put another guys life at risk, or get him into trouble. I knew I was in love with him, and I didn't want my family to be broken. But I refused to keep looking dumb, and being cheated on when I hadn't done anything to him to deserve it. I just wanted him to get his shit together.
"You hear me girl? Man why the fuck you so quiet and why I don't hear my son? Diamond you better stop fucking playing with me. Yo ass better be home." Terry yelled, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"Umhm, yes baby I'm home.  I promise. I told you he's in the room. I'm in the hallway uhh.. doing laundry." I said, I lied. I mean... I was supposed to be doing laundry but I zoned out.
"Why the fuck you keep hesitating when you talk? What the fuck you got going on? I don't hear no fucking washer, or I don't hear you moving. It's silent as hell so why are you playing with me? What the fuck is you doing bruh?" Terry was furious. I could hear it all in his voice. My palms began to sweat. I hated trying to hide shit from him, but I just didn't know what to say.
"Baby I just told you what I was doing. I ain' gonna lie I zoned out. I'm high as fuck, my fault." I said. Then I took a deep breath.
"Yeah ight Dime. Don't get fucked up playing with me girl." He said. I sucked my teeth and rolled my eyes.
"Ok baby. Guess who has 2 more days?" I said happy as ever.
"You know your daddy's homeeee." He sang, attempting to sound like Usher.
"Hey, hey. Hey daddddyyy!" I sang back. We cracked up laughing.
"You so damn goofy. I gotta make you my wife, before I have to kill the next nigga for trying to make you his." He said.
"I can't wait until daddy's home, for real. But listen babe..." My heart started to skip.