Thinking About You

Chapter 7

Another month flew by and my mood got better. I think Treese's news brought me down a little bit but I began to accept the fact that I'll be a dad in some odd months. Proposing to her came to mind...

"Do you know what size she is?"
I check my own finger as if that was going to answer the question.
"Maybe a 5?"

The associate pulls out some rings for me to examine.

"Hurry this shit up, nigga!" Damantaé says aggressively in a whisper in my ear.

I pay him no mind. Linc leans on the glass besides me rubbing his eyes in irritation. I start to get annoyed with them and decide to come back another day by myself.

"We all don't have aspirations of wifing a thot like you do, Jah," Linc says as we walk away from the store.

They all thought it was funny.

"Fuck all ya, niggas. She's about to have my child, fuck else y'all expect me to do?"
"Make the bitch get an abortion," Damantaé shouts and people in return give us ugly glares.
"The fuck, Damantaé," Cruz gives him an annoyed expression.
"I'm not even going to respond to that," I brush off.

We walk on aimlessly throughout the mall, Linc mentioned briefly how the double date was off, though that completely slipped my mind because it's been a month now.

"Ol' girl wasn't the one, I just don't have a tolerance for hoes."
"You were interested," Cruz offers. "But now she's a hoe?"
"They just don't come out when you first meet them. They disguise that shit," Linc explains. "I let the bitch breath for 12 hours and find out she was trying to holla at Damantaé."
"What?" I give a nervous chuckle.
"And let me fuck, the nerve of that bitch," Damantaé adds without a care in the world causing Linc to halt in his step and turn his way.
"Nigga, what!?"

Damantaé looks him dead in the eye. Cruz and I pause as well.

"What?" Dam asks.
"You fucked her? When?"
Damantaé, looking unbothered, shrugs.
"Nigga, we started fucking like last month."
"Nigga! We split like 5 days ago and you knew this!"
Damantaé cuts his eyes at him.
"Aiight, nigga, damn! So I pushed up and she let me fuck a few times. She still a hoe."
Right after that, Linc punched Damantaé in the face.
"Yooooo...." Cruz mutters.
"Nigga, the fuck?" Dam says while touching his bloody lip.
Linc pushes him down and kicks him. Getting out of our shock, Cruz and I finally decide to separate them before cops arrive. People were already watching, some even filming us.
"You supposed to be my man but you go behind my back like that?!"
"I didn't think ya bitch would let me fuck! Touch me again, though, nigga, I got that fire." He starts to lift up his hoodie from the waist. Linc tries going at him again and it takes all of my strength to hold him back.
"Now you threatening me, nigga?! Nigga, I'll bust ya head open !"
"Try it, nigga!!" Damantaé screams.
I try to grab Cruz's attention and indicate for him to leave with Dam, I start dragging Linc away in the opposite direction as they continue to shout at one another.

"That bitch got me in my ear," Linc says while pulling at his ear lobe.

We were outside by a bench. He was still steaming but I sit on the bench looking at him like he's crazy.

"Are y'all serious right now? Over a funky ass broad?"
"I ain't fucking with that broad anymore but Damantaé been disrespecting me this whole entire time, Jah! That's fucked up! Got me out here looking stupid. I brought the chick around him, confided in the nigga but he been doing this? Fuck out my face with your opposition right now."

He was walking back and forth with an ugly sneer on his face.

"You good, nigga?" Some random dude asks when he walks by.
Linc pays him no mind.

I lean back and shake my head. Shit was embarrassing. I look over the parking lot. I thought I spotted Treese down the sidewalk. I stand to get a better look. Sure enough it was her and she looks as if she's arguing with some white dude.

"Oh shit, that look like ol' boy," Linc notices as well.
I rush on over but he leaves her side and hops in a car, driving off before I reach her.
"Who the fuck was that?" I felt Linc over my shoulder.
"You better not lie, girl!" I shush Linc up. Treese looks almost frightened but also confused.
"What are you doing here, Jah?" She been asking me that a lot lately.
"It's a fucking mall, Treese. Who was that nigga you were arguing with?"
"I wasn't arguing with anybody."
"I fucking saw you," I say slowly to her face.

I mainly wanted to know if I myself needed to fuck somebody up. She just rolls her eyes.

"That was Adam, just leave it alone."
I lean back, perplexed.
"You still talking to the boy? After everything, Treese?"
"It's not even like that!" She shouts over me.
"Then what's it li— "
"He was just trying to check up on me, talking to me and I told him to move along."
"Do I have to check him?"
"Just leave it alone, Jah, I'm good."
"The fuck you are, give me his address."
"That's what the fuck I'm talking about!" Linc cheers from behind me.
"No! I'm going home!"
"And that's the girl you want to put a ring on for?" Linc guffaws.
Treese hesitates after hearing that. I exhale, to calm down.
"Yeah, okay, go on home, Treese, I'll talk to you later."
"I don't think I want company tonight, Jah."
I stare at her with a challenging look.
"I'll be at you place tonight," I say before I move on.

"I fucking told you to leave that broad alone. See, I'mma put my issues aside and focus on yours cause this a problem," Linc was going on.
"She was at the mall with ol' dude?" Cruz asks.

I sat on my couch, staring off into space. Today wasn't a good day. Cruz sat on the arm of the couch and Linc's ass was still pacing.

"Yes!" Linc answers. "How many other times has she been out with the nigga?"
"But she said he's been trying to holla at her?"
"I bet you," Linc starts saying and pointing at me. "Her ass ain't even pregnant! She trying to play you again, Jah!"
"I saw the pregnancy test, though, Linc."
"And?" They both say at the same time.
"She could have planted that shit," Cruz adds, Linc nodding.
"That's them west side broads for you. Was you there in the bathroom?" He questions me.

I shut my eyes and rub them. They slightly sound ridiculous but I don't even know anymore. I'm just trying to go see the dude and find out what the fuck is going on. I tell them so.

"I wanna meet the nigga too but your girl shouldn't have to hide no shit from you."
I look over at Cruz and he looked real upset.
"You aiight?"
He rolls his eyes.
"I just don't like that broad playing you, Jac."
I look down at my hands and study them.
"What? Okay, maybe she pregnant. You went to the appointment, what...?" Linc looks between me and Cruz, snapping his fingers.
"Last month," Cruz speaks for me, I sigh.
"No, she went without me and I had to track her down. By then the appointment was over."

They both turn eerily quiet. I didn't want to look at their faces.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Cruz starts to laugh but not at me. Linc was shaking his head.
"Soooooo, she won't let you go to her appointments?" Linc asks.
"It was that one time. Not gonna lie she was acting funny."
"Either she's not pregnant or she's not pregnant because her ass got an abortion. And now you see her with ol' boy? Shit starting to add up."
Cruz was nodding his head as if he agreed with all that Linc suggested.
"She playing games," Cruz concludes and begins to get up and walk slowly back and forth.
"Okay look," I say after all my thinking. "I'm just gonna go talk to her, try to get her to tell me what's up and see how it goes from there."

I figure that she's probably mad at me for whatever reason so I decide to give it a day and then try to talk to her.

Once a day goes by I try calling and get no answer. I went over to her house and got no answer. Called later on again and got no answer. After another day passes she finally texts me.

Treese: Not feelin good Jah I just been in bed but I'm okay

I ask if she wants me to come over right then and there and she tells me 'No'.