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words were sad but oh so true. She wasn’t hurt the least from the actual truth about her mothering skills. Before she could respond, he said, “I knew you had your issues when I first met you, but I still fucked with you. Everybody got their flaws. I just … I ain’t have no idea that you were that fucked up.”
    Wow! That really hurt her to the core of her heart. She was embarrassed that he knew her secret and he called her out on it. She tried to kiss on him. “Baby, don’t say that,” she said, and tried to rub on his penis.
    He grabbed her hand and forcefully removed it from his manhood. “Get the fuck off of me,” he said coldly, and then shot her a look that said he meant it. “This the wrong time for you to be rubbing on my dick. Don’t you know that shit results in making babies? And if you was the last bitch left on this planet, I wouldn’t procreate with you under no circumstances.”
    Shelly stood there for a minute, looking at him, searching for the right words to say. But before she could find them, he stabbed her again with the words, “Get the fuck from around me.” The words cut through her like a knife The tears began to swell up in her eyes and she did as she was told, but not before informing him, “I just want you to know that you really hurt my feelings.” She tried to stand up for herself.
    “Well, the truth … that shit hurt, don’t it?” He questioned, with no remorse that he had hurt her with his accusations. “And furthermore, don’t ask me what the fuck is wrong if you don’t want the real got-damn answer. I ain’t sugarcoating shit with you, man. The fact remains that you a selfish bitch with no motherly instinct or regard for your own damn children. That shit is a major flaw.”
    “You don’t even like kids,” she said.
    “Yeah, that’s ’bout right. But they didn’t ask to be here either. And when you irresponsible, fucking with random clown-ass niggas raw dog, no protection, when you take that risk, the probability is that you can get kids from it. That’s exactly why I make sure I keep plenty of Magnums around, ’cause I know I’m not trying to have no babies, with you or any other unworthy bitch.”
    Oh, that hurt. So badly she wanted to fire back. Not only did she know better, but also, after the way he had just gunned her down, she didn’t really have any ammunition or firing power left in her. Before getting into a verbal war, which she was sure would lead to a physical one, she decided that she would make him regret those words, and she stormed out of the house. With one foot out the door, she yelled back in, “Glad I know how you feel, and you know what, we going to see what you be saying when you want some of this good pussy though.” His first thought was to get up and go after her, drag her good-for-nothing ass back in the house and choke the life out of her. But instead he went to the door and shouted out, “Bitch, you gonna have to get on your knees and beg for this good dick, before I bless you with it.” He grabbed his manhood when he noticed one of the neighbors looking.
    She screamed back, from the end of the sidewalk, “You gonna miss me. You need me. And I bet you be calling me in only a matter of time.” She was walking away from the house still talking smack. Shelly knew better, to do it from a distance and not in his face, because one thing about Big Jack, he didn’t have a problem, none whatsoever, using his pimp hand to beat a woman, or a man for that matter, down for disrespecting him on any level.
    He laughed, like that was the funniest joke he’d heard in a long time. “Yeah, I need you like I need a hole in my head.”
    He had enough of indulging in her shenanigans of the deadbeat mother. As soon as she slammed the door, he called out, “Callieeeeee.” Big Jack never called her Calliope. He always messed up her name. She was sure that he couldn’t spell it or pronounce it quite the right way, but to let him tell it, it