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watching TV, waiting for me to wake up.
"Hey," I said still feeling a little tired, but excited to see my friends at the same time. Epiphany smiled and bragged about how cute my baby was.
She had jokes talking about, "I wonder who he got his looks from. He is too cute." I was so glad that she came to see me. She looked so happy. It had to be a new man that had her smiling so much. Tucker told me that she wasn't fucking with Mali anymore.
Shana, just stopped by to see me and the baby. She said she couldn't stay because she was working nights now.
"Shana, not you with a job. Doing what? It must be illegal," Epiphany said laughing.
"Well, not everyone needs a man to take care of them." Shana said, not finding Epiphany's comment amusing at all. "I'll come check you when you get home Keisha."
"What's wrong with her?" E said.
"I don't know, but she looks tired," I said, trying to make an excuse for her attitude.
"I ain't been feeling her," E said. "You know I paged that bitch '911' a couple of times and she never called me back." I just shook my head because I knew how it felt to have a friend not return your calls. "I wonder what kinda job she got anyway.
She's probably on the corner selling drugs or something," Epiphany said, being real snobbish.
"That's not nice. Maybe she has a real job Epiphany; besides you guys are friends so ya'll need to stop tripping," I said.
"I don't know Keish. You see that little comment she made about me getting money from men, sounds like jealousy to me.
Anyway, speaking of men, girl remember C-God?" she asked.
"From where?" I asked, not sure whether or not I knew who she was talking about.
"C-o-r-e-y, that used to hang with Walter and Stevie that lived around the corner from us!" she said.
" Ill ... black ass Corey Hinderson that used to try and talk to everybody back in the day? Where you see his ugly ass at? I thought he was locked up," I said disgusted; making her not even want to tell me the rest of her story.
"Well, he's not ugly anymore and he got money," she said rolling her eyes at me. Just then, Tucker walked in--perfect timing. Epiphany congratulated him, said good bye and was out the door.
"What's up mommy? Thanks for my little man, he looks just like me," Tucker said.
"You're welcome. You know that was some painful shit and I just wanted to apologize for being so mean to you."
"It's cool, I know you didn't mean it," Tucker said, accepting my apology.
I kissed his lips. "I love you and I hope to spend the rest of my life with you, until death do us part." Hint, hint .
SHANA
I swear sometimes Epiphany can just irk the shit out of me, always thinking she's hot shit. Like she's really concerned about where I work. Shit, now that I think about it, she's the last person I want to know that I dance. I'm glad I didn't try to plug her ass in, because if she ain't with it, she's the kind of person that's gonna hate on me for doing it, with her trifling ass. If I didn't leave when I did, it would've been a girl fight up in there. I'm tired of her with that "I'm better then you attitude," and her slick
"You from PJs," remarks. That shit is kinda played. On top of all that, I got a helleva hangover too; so, oh hell yeah it would've been on in that hospital.
I got my head right at Scar's ladies only party last night. She had a lil' of this, lil' of that--cocaine, weed, and e-pills. We call them "the freak off drugs," cause they make you wanna get freaky and down right nasty. Shit, the theme was sex and a good time, and I had too much of both last night. I'm supposed to be dancing at Honey's tonight, but I'm not even in the mood. I called Chasity to see if she wanted to stay home and just chill with me, but she gave me the bullshit about how we needed to go make this money.
She was right as a matter of fact, I could use the money since I had just spent $200 on a weeks worth of ecstasy. I couldn't dance without them, but I also started taking them just 'cause they made me feel