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  “The Saddest thing about Betrayal is that it never comes from your enemies. It comes from the friends and loved ones.”

  ~ Anonymous

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  Camren

  I stood there and cried as my man whipped my baby’s father’s ass like he stole something. I was scared to break it up out of fear of being hit. Royal is not a small guy. Shots rang out and they continued to fight. I ducked down. I saw Ashaun fall on top of Jamie shielding her. For a minute, I thought he was shot until he got her up and rushed her out of the club. The shots were to break up the big brawl that was going on.

  Killa was fucking Damon’s ass up! It had gotten to the point that Rick Ross’s security had to step in and started moving people out of the way. Where were the damn police when you need them? Never mind, erase that because my man would be going to jail for attempted murder.

  Koran’s face was a bloody mess but he brought that on himself. He started this mess and he knew he was being disrespectful. Koran basically lied on me. I went over to his house. That was a big mistake but my daughter was still there. I should’ve picked her up then left but I spent the night over there. He tried having sex with me but I wasn’t going for that. Just because Royal couldn’t keep his dick in his pants didn’t mean I was going to add extra miles on my vagina.

  Thankfully, the fight was over. I’m happy Liyah finally got her ass whipped. She was dizzy after Quayla Laila Ali’d her ass. Damon’s head was sitting wide open from the heavy bottle Killa hit him with. Koran had to get carried out. Royal gave me the dirtiest look. I knew it was going to be some shit later.

  An hour later, he paced back and forth on my living room floor he had an ice pack to his head talking shit and calling me all types of shit. I can’t believe this nigga had the nerve to call me a bitch!

  “You’re sneaky as fuck! I bet you couldn’t wait until I fucked up so you could run back to that bitch ass dude! Do you know I’ve taken lives for less shit than this! I swear, if it weren’t for Parker, I would have killed his ass. I had niggas in there itching to make him look like Swiss cheese! I can’t believe you! This nigga stood out front your building in broad fucking day light and called you all types of fat bitches! Left your ass for some horse looking bitch and you mean to tell me you ran back to this nigga! I’ve been kissing your ass so much lately that I’m sure you have my lip print on it! I can’t even spend the night with you! But you’re laid up next to this nigga after all he put you through? Then you want me to believe that y’all didn’t fuck?” he laughed then shook his head. “I see what it is, shorty! You want that nigga so go ahead and be with him. Keep thinking he changed and shit. You don’t see that he is manipulating you? That’s what makes me angry, Cam. I have to sit back and watch a dude run game on you. You don’t find it ill that he waits until you’re happy to want see his daughter and shit? It took him months to contact you! Now all the sudden he misses you and all that rah- rah shit he be spitting! You forgave him so easily. Why the fuck we still not together?” he asked me.

  “So is this what that is? You think because I was dumb for the ex man that I’m supposed to be dumb for the next man? Well, sorry boo, it doesn’t work that fucking way anymore! You are the one that cheated on me, in case you have forgotten!” I yelled at him.

  He picked up my lamp on the end table and hurled it into the wall. He will not put his hands on me. He lets his anger out by breaking up shit. He can break everything in here because he paid for it.

  “That’s exactly why I fucked another bitch! This is all some fucking game to you! Well, you’ve been proving shit to the wrong nigga! You supposed to show him that you’re not falling for his bullshit anymore! You have no respect for me! Let’s be real, this nigga used to text your phone at three in the morning while we were asleep. For what? You couldn’t set that nigga straight? Don’t think I didn’t know about you texting him back! You would go in the bathroom for almost a damn hour! What the fuck type shit is that? I know damn well it has nothing to do with Parker! I run two hundred niggas. If I can find shit out about all of them, what makes you think I can’t see what the fuck is going on with my shorty? You’re talking about you didn’t do shit but you’re making it hard for me to believe that. You’re constantly putting yourself in these situations. You’re giving him mixed signals as well! Then you’re telling that fuck nigga our business and shit. If this nigga really loved you, he would want you to be happy! He knows what the fuck he is doing. He doesn’t have any respect for you! He called you out in front of a lot of motherfuckers and broadcasted that your pussy always finds its way back to him. You know what, he fucked you up! He’s still manipulating your dumb ass! But you can keep all your bullshit because I’m done wit’ yo’ ass! My good outweighed the bad, regardless what the fuck you might think. I cheated on you once, but I always showed you that I love you and always put you first. Remember that shit! Fuck you and that nigga!” he walked out, slamming my door behind him.

  I was balling my eyes out because I realized that I’ve never fully got over Koran. All of a sudden, I had the urge to throw up. I must have drunk too much. After puking my brains out, I went to get my ringing cell phone. It was Jamie finally calling me back.

  “Thank God! I was getting worried! No one knew where you two ran off too! Is everything okay?” I panicked.

  “I’m okay. We are at the hospital. I wasn’t feeling well. I wasn’t feeling well. When I fell I bumped my head, it had me dazed out for a little bit, but I’m good!” she laughed.

  “I’m on my way!” I said and was ready to throw on a sweat suit.

  “Girl, if you don’t stay your tired ass home! I have a bone to pick with you. I know he cheated but my brother really loves you! Trust me, if I had something like that I would never let it go,” she said sadly. Ashaun must not have been around because he would’ve cussed her ass out.

  “Practice what you preach!” I told her.

  “I don’t need to practice shit! I’m learning from it so when that opportunity presents itself, and it will, I will be good and ready!”

  “Then why the hell you keep leading your husband on?” I snapped. This girl was more confused than a man with one titty!

  “It’s complicated! We have to talk about this later. I hear his voice outside of my room.”

  She hung up on me.

  ****

  It’s been days since I’ve seen Royal. He wasn’t lying when he said he was through with me. He didn’t answer my calls or respond to my texts. Koran has been blowing me up but I didn’t have time to feed into his bullshit. My focus was only on Royal. I knew he was mad but done with me? No the hell he wasn’t! I wasn’t going anywhere! There was only one person left to call that might know where Royal was hiding and that was Corey. Lord, help me get through this conversation. No child of God should ever be that evil.

  “YOOOO!” he answered the phone. Damn, he sounded just like his brother.

  “Hey, have you heard from Royal?” I asked sweetly.

  “Who the fuck is that?” a female screamed at him.

  That pissed me off. Tee-Tee has her eight-month checkup later on today and he was still ignoring her. He hasn’t seen or talked to her in three months. He was booed up with hoodrat. She sounded like one.

  “Would you shut the fuck up, Myla? Don’t you see I’m on the fucking phone? Wit’ yo’ bald headed ass!” he snapped at her. That’s exactly why I didn’t understand why all
of these females were checking for him.

  “He’s at his car wash in Glen Burnie. Don’t tell him I told you. I’m only telling you because that nigga been angry as hell this past week! That muscled motherfucker wanted to fuck my ass up yesterday because I took a hit from his blunt!” Corey laughed.

  I shook my head because Corey could provoke the hell out of someone.

  “Okay thanks, and Corey?”

  “What’s up?” he asked.

  “You need to take your black ass to go see about your baby! Tee-Tee has an appointment at four! I have some shit I need to do today. That baby doesn’t have shit to do with y’all problems. I will suggest you drop that chicken head off then go see about Tee-Tee. She’s been going through hell these past few months. You wanted her to have that damn baby so get your ass up and go over there!” I told him.

  “Did that bitch call me a chicken head?” the girl asked in the background.

  “Myla, if I have to tell your funny looking ass one more damn time to shut the fuck up, I promise you, shorty, I would leave while all of your shit is at this register and make you pay for it!” he snapped.

  “I see what I can do!” he stated nonchalantly when he got back on the phone. Then he hung up in my ear.

  What the hell was she thinking messing around with his young ignorant ass? He and his brother both have some messed up attitudes.

  I held Parker as I strolled into Shine On ‘Em. He was going to talk to me today. Who does he think he is? Call me what you want but I’m getting my man back. He might have cheated but I take some of the blame because I wasn’t being fair to him with the baby father situation.

  He was sitting at his desk when I came in with his feet propped up on the desk. He was watching basketball on his sixty-five inch flat screen TV He had a fresh lineup. Thick black waves swirled around his head. He was wearing army fatigue cargo pants with a plain black thermal that hugged his muscled arms and chest. His Creed pure white cologne filled the room. It was my new favorite scent. On his feet were black leather Timberland boots. My heart skipped a beat. Royal was gorgeous to me. Since I started messing with him, I have been watching re-runs of House of Payne because he looks identical to Calvin.

  “Put baby girl down. She can walk.”

  I put Parker down. She ran to him. He was a part of both of us. I want my family back.

  “Daddy!” she screamed.

  Parker spoke very clearly for being only fifteen months old. He picked her up and tickled her. At first, I had a problem when she called him Daddy. I didn’t want to confuse her because Koran was her real father, but I couldn’t blame her. He was there watching her take her first steps. Koran wasn’t there, not even when she said her first word. Royal has been doing a very great job with her.

  “You trying to chill with Daddy today or what?” he asked, kissing her cheek. She clapped her hands. I guess that was yes.

  “I will drop her off later,” he said without looking at me. He was acting real shady, almost as if we had never been together. I was crushed.

  “I came here so we could talk,” I said nervously.

  “If I wanted to talk to you, I would’ve answered your calls and responded to your texts! I don’t understand what is there to talk about. I’m actually tired of hearing the same sh-, I mean mess, come out of your mouth,” he stated.

  “Are you serious right now?” I asked in disbelief.

  “Isn’t our president black?”

  I ignored his sarcasm. “What time are you dropping her off so I can know what time to meet you at home?”

  “I’ll call you. Or, I can drop her off at your mom’s,” he responded.

  He didn’t even want to come to my house, but I’m not giving up. “What do you have planned for the night?” I asked him.

  He laughed. “Come on baby girl, let’s walk Mommy out.”

  He picked her up and ignored my question. When I got to the door, I looked up into his eyes. He towered over me by a foot.

  “I miss you,” I finally told him.

  “I holla at you later, shorty.”

  He walked back into his office with Parker in his arms. He spoils her rotten.

  I wanted to break down but I held myself together. I never thought I would be the type to drive a good man away. I should’ve been more thankful for the way he stepped up to the plate with Parker and me. It was something I always wanted since I’d been mistreated by a man I once loved for years. I should’ve known better.

  I was off today and didn’t have any classes. I thought Royal would be missing me too and we could spend some time together, But he fooled the crap out of me. I guess I might be taking Tee-Tee to her appointment after all. I might as well call her.

  “You ready? I’ll be there in twenty minutes,” I told her.

  “Ummm, I was about to call you. Corey is here. He is about to take me.”

  She sounded happier. I felt sorry for her. I know what she did was wrong but being pregnant and lonely was sad. Corey must have ditched that Myla chick right after he hung up on me.

  “Who you talking to?” Corey snapped.

  This boy never ceases to amaze me. He been M.I.A for close to three months and has a new chick, but have the nerve to be jealous. All of Pam’s children need help, Jamie too.

  “Girl, let me call you later! This fool is looking through my cell phone! Nigga, I know you better get the fuck off my shit before I bust your fucking head wide open! You got me all the way fucked up, bitch!” I heard her scream at him before she hung up.

  Tee-Tee was time enough for him. She was the only one who can handle his attitude. I hope they put aside their differences and get back together.

  I went to the mall to grab a few things I walked past the sex toy store and something caught my eye. It was a fishnet cat suit with these bad ass stripper heels to match. I had a little surprise for Royal’s grumpy ass! I’m sure he needed some as much as I did. It’s been a while since we had sex.

  I walked out the store with bags in my hands then I spotted Tashondra. I kept it classy and ignored her. This was not a good day for me, but I kept it classy and ignored her. I had a few things on my agenda and beating her ass up and down Westfield Mall was not one of them.

  “Cam, can I talk to you for a minute?” she asked nicely as she walked towards me.

  “About what?” I snapped.

  “The whole Koran situation. I apologize for it getting out of hand.”

  I rolled my eyes at her. I hoped like hell that this Beetle Juice head bitch didn’t think I was going to apologize to her.

  “Okay, Tashondra, is that all? I’m in a hurry!”

  “I want to know if you two are still messing around. He is cheating on me. I can feel it. I need to know, woman to woman.” This bitch was really a fruit loop.

  “If he cheated on me, a woman he has been with since high school and the mother of his child, what makes you think you are any different? Have you ever heard of Karma? I have! Maybe you should ask him if he’s cheating on you and with who. You knew what the fuck you were doing when you were taking pictures of him and blasting y’all shit all over Facebook for the world to see. Did you think about me and our child when you helped fuck up our family? Can you answer that, woman to woman? No, you can’t because you didn’t give a fuck! How you meet someone is how they will leave you! Remember that, boo, because the saying is very true. But he damn sure isn’t creeping with me. Have you seen my man? Do you think I would pass all that up for Koran’s cheap ass? But, I thank you. If it weren’t for you, I would still be living a lie. I also wouldn’t be driving a $150,000 dollar car or living in a mini mansion that overlooks the Severn River. So with that being said, you figure it out! Ciao!”

  I shut all hat up real quick. I had Miss Tashondra’s face on the floor. You could’ve heard a mouse pissing on a cotton ball.

  Tashondra is thirty-two years old from what I hear. She knows better than to be carrying on the way she does over Koran. Thank God, that he is no longer my problem because he
comes with too much shit. I knew what Tashondra’s problem was. She couldn’t accept the fact that Royal and Koran were in love with a plus-sized woman. They figure that Royal and Koran are a good catches and should be with model-slim biracial or foreign looking chicks. I used to think the same way until Royal showed me otherwise.

  I got into my black 2014 Porsche Panamara. It came with my new house, along with a hot pink custom painted Camaro. I still got the Escalade also. I’m not materialistic but all women want to be spoiled. Royal introduced me to this life. I have no other choice but to embrace it. Royal spoiled us so much I was actually looking forward to his gifts. But I wasn’t a dummy! I still work and go to school. I was not depending on a man to take care of me.

  I called my mother. “Hey Ma, can you do me a favor?”

  “What do you want, Cam?” she snapped.

  “Can you keep Parker until tomorrow? Royal and I have a few things to discuss.”

  “Sure. I haven’t seen my grandbaby in a week,” she said excitedly.

  “I know. Aunt Pam has been watching her. Since Corey moved out, she’s been in that big house all alone.”

  “I know that you know that our trip is coming in a few weeks. We will be in Jamaica. A nice long vacation with no worries. We need a break from y’all children. I don’t know what happened, but in my day, we didn’t have this ruckus going on! You loved someone and that’s who you stuck with. Now y’all all over the damn place! This person sleeping with this person...a nasty ass ghetto mess if you ask me! I told you to leave Koran’s ass alone! That boy doesn’t want to see you happy with no one because his crazy ass is not happy! I told you deal with him on the strength of Parker and that’s it! Now you got Royal running around here looking like a fool! He made a mistake but that’s a good man! You were too busy focusing on hurting your ex-boyfriend with your silly games, not even realizing that you were running your man away! Men like him don’t take much. Cam, listen to me when I tell you this. He is not one to be walked on so I hope whatever you got planned, stick to it. I love him like my son! I don’t want you hurting that boy again with your foolishness! I understand he cheated but I’m going to be honest with you, you brought that shit on yourself!” she fussed.