Don't Come Looking for Love 2: Kenjay's Takeover Page 6

  “We haven’t eaten in three days!” he said.

  “I let you go to the bathroom! That’s good enough!” I yelled at him.

  “Untie your brother! Look at him! He is miserable and dehydrated! His leg is bleeding!” he said with tears in his eyes.

  “I hate how much he loves him and doesn’t love me,” Janae said crying.

  “Who gives a fuck if he loves him more, Janae?” I asked her. She didn’t respond and I was happy with that! Janae had been getting on my nerves!

  “So, Nathan, do you have a girlfriend?” I asked him.

  “Yes!” he said closing his eyes.

  “What’s her name?”

  “Becky,” he said.

  “You look like you would be a sell-out!” I told him.

  “She is black!” he said then I rolled my eyes.

  “I need to go to the bathroom! Please, just let me go!” Nathan cried.

  “Son, hang in there! She doesn’t care about nothing! She doesn’t understand!” he told him. I laughed.

  “I will be done in a few hours!” my daddy said to me.

  In a few hours, I will have a new life.

  Kenjay’s mother appeared in the corner of the room. She was holding a dead baby wrapped up in a blanket as blood dripped from them both.

  “You can run but you can’t hide forever!” Tammy said rocking the baby.

  My daddy looked at me then started crying.

  “Where is Janae? I want to hear her sweet voice! Just let me talk to her!” he said crying harder.

  “Janae isn’t home at the moment but if you leave your name and number, she will get right back to you!” I said laughing hysterically as he and my brother both burst into tears.

  Kenjay

  I sat in my basement with Sameer and Jameer.

  “I want y’all to watch that nigga Shaw every move. When I met with him the other day he rubbed me the wrong way! He is not getting put on until I know what’s up with him!” I said then Jameer nodded his head.

  “I will body bag that nigga if he is on some shit!” Sameer said.

  I laughed then O’Shea walked down to the basement. He gave us dap then took a seat, letting out a deep breath.

  “Nigga, what’s up with you?” I asked him.

  “Yo, I just came back from taking Tookie to a parrot trainer. Britain had a photo shoot and you know Geraldine didn’t want to do that shit. I swear this bird isn’t a joke!” he said then we fell out laughing.

  “Britain still taking pictures while she’s pregnant?” I asked.

  “Yeah, she is not showing yet and when she starts showing, she has a contract with a maternity clothing line! That girl is busier than I am!” he said.

  “She got any cousins that look like her? Damn!” Sameer said then O’Shea looked at him.

  “Nigga, don’t fuck with me!” O’Shea said to Sameer.

  “So, what happened with Tookie?” I asked rolling up my blunt.

  “Oh yeah! So, I takes her to the parrot trainer to teach her ass how to behave, right? Tookie called her all types of bitches! That shit was embarrassing! Those white folks were in there looking at us funny. Then she started squawking about shit that Britain and I say to each other when we be fucking!” he said then the twins fell out. I laughed myself.

  “What she say?” I asked.

  “Eat this pussy! Eat this pussy! You made me bleed! And a bunch of other shit! They told me they can’t help her. That’s the fifth one who has turned us down!” O’Shea replied.

  “You better put that little bitch on a track record to make you some of that money that you lost for taking her to see some trainers! Nigga, you better blow some weed smoke in her face! That will shut her up!” Sameer said.

  “Bitch, nigga! Bitch, nigga!” I heard a voice.

  “This is some good ass weed, Jameer! I’m hearing shit!” I said choking on the smoke.

  “Naw, nigga, I hear that shit too and I’m not even high!” Jameer said. He didn’t smoke or drink. The twins sold nothing but exotic weed. I didn’t know where they got it from but there wasn’t nothing like it.

  “Tookie is at the top of the stairs in her cage!” O’Shea said going through his phone.

  “Nigga, are you serious?” I asked.

  “Motherfucker, it’s chilly outside! That’s a tropical bird! I’m not trying to hear Britain’s mouth or Shia crying about their bird freezing to death!” he said. Sameer went up the steps then came back down with Tookie’s cage.

  “OH HELL NO! Nigga, are you crazy?” I asked him taking a shot of Henny. This nigga was about to blow my high! I hate that parrot!

  “Naw, I’m not crazy! That’s why I brought her in here! My girls ain’t fixin’ to jump me when I get home over a dead bird!” O’Shea replied.

  “She is a pretty bird, though!” Jameer said then I just grilled him.

  “Bitch, nigga! Bitch, nigga!” Tookie said to him.

  Sameer held her cage up then blew smoke in her face.

  “Blowing trees! Blowing trees!” Tookie said then Sameer laughed, choking.

  “Yo, I want one of these! You would make a killing if you breed her. She need some babies!” he said.

  “Waaaaaaaa,” Tookie made baby noises. Sameer blew smoke into her face again and her whole cage clouded up. Exotic weed smoke was real thick. I couldn’t even see Tookie. Once the smoke cleared, Tookie was on her back.

  “OHHHHH SHIT! My daughter is going to be pissed! You killed my daughter bird, nigga! What the fuck is wrong with you? Awww, fuck!” O’Shea said then hopped up. He opened Tookie’s cage, pulling her out. Her head flopped back.

  “Yo, I can’t even go home! Shia is going to be heartbroken! Where can I get another one of these? I will get on a private jet to go across country right now for one! This shit is foul, nigga! I should whip your ass!” he said pushing Sameer. Sameer fell onto the couch laughing.

  His phone rang then he looked at it. “Nigga, you better answer! Your fiancé is calling! It might be important!” I said then he grilled me.

  “W-what’s up, shorty?” he asked wiping his forehead as we clowned him. Sameer almost stopped breathing from laughing so hard.

  “Stop stuttering, nigga!” I said cracking up.

  “Where’s Tookie? Oh, she right here!” O’Shea said.

  “Why is she so quiet?” he repeated what Britain must’ve asked him.

  I snatched the phone from O’Shea, “Why did you help Latavia leave me?” I asked her.

  “She didn’t leave you! She just needed some space and I think she does too! She will be back, just give her time! She only took two bags, Kenjay!” she said.

  “Why isn’t she answering my phone calls then?” I asked her.

  “You pushed her out of the room! I wouldn’t answer for your evil ass, either! That’s wrong and you are lucky I wasn’t there! We would’ve jumped you!” Britain said laughing.

  “Kenjay, why is my Tookie so quiet?” she asked me. I put her on speakerphone as O’Shea pressed down on Tookie’s chest with two fingers.

  “O’Shea is giving her CPR!” I said then the twins erupted in laughter.

  “WHAT?” Britain screamed through the phone.

  “Nigga, I will fuck you up!” O’Shea said to me.

  “Just save Tookie’s life first before you do!” I replied. Then Britain started crying.

  “O’Shea, what did you do to my Tookie? I told you take her straight home! She is sensitive to other places besides home! She isn’t breathing? I’m killing your ass! You stay put! I’m only ten minutes away from Kenjay’s house!” she said hanging up.

  “Nigggaaaaa, you are in trouble!” Sameer said.

  O’Shea laid Tookie on the end table then poured himself a drink.

  “What are you nervous for, nigga?” I asked O’Shea.

  “My daughter is going to be crushed! I can deal with Britain just not my baby girl!” he replied.

  My doorbell rang. “Damn that was fast! Let me go get that!” Sameer said getting up.


  “Yo, if you go up those stairs answering the door on some sneaky shit, I will give you a whole new grill! I’m serious too!” O’Shea told him. He stayed tripping over Britain. He been like that since he was fourteen.

  “Then you go get it! Nigga, I was trying to help you out!” Sameer said sitting down laughing. Those two didn’t get along but it was all family love.

  “Hell no! Fuck is wrong with you?” O’Shea asked Sameer.

  “I get it!” Jameer said getting up.

  Britain stormed down the steps moments later with a bat.

  “Oh, shit!” I said jumping up off of the couch.

  “What the fuck, Britain!” O’Shea said spilling his drink in his lap.

  “I don’t play when it comes to Shia! You killed her bird and now Shia is going to be heartbroken! I told you to take Tookie straight home, you dumb fucker!” she yelled at him.

  “Britain, I understand you mad but if you hit me with that bat, I swear I will get locked up!” O’Shea told her.

  “You killed her, didn’t you? I know you did! You are mad because she called you Young Thug this morning!” Britain said. O’Shea thinks he is a disgrace to rap music. You can’t even mention Young Thug’s name around O’Shea without him getting offended.

  “Rich Homie! Hubby!” Tookie squawked, popping up from her weed-induced coma.

  “Yo, I need this bird! Let me buy it! She and I can watch videos on WorldStar and all types of shit together! ” Sameer said.

  “Nigga, you done smashed that many bitches that you want to fuck Tookie now? You sick nigga!” I told Sameer. He waved me off.

  “My baby!” Britain dropped the bat then picked Tookie up, kissing her beak. O’Shea shook his head and so did I.

  “Tookie was just smoking that fire-ass weed and it sent her ass into shock! Tookie just chilling with the niggas! That’s all!” I told her.

  “Y’all have issues!” she said putting Tookie in her cage then picked it up by the handle.

  “Your black ass ain’t sleeping next to me tonight!” Britain said to O’Shea.

  “I’m not coming home then!” O’Shea said then Britain pouted.

  “Seriously? You know I can’t sleep without you!” she said.

  “You was going to hit me with that bat! Shorty, you crazy on the low!” he replied.

  “This bat is for Kenjay’s smart-ass mouth!” she said then I laughed.

  “Where is my woman at? She is not at the hotel anymore and I’m not feeling this shit! When I catch up to her, I’m fucking her up, Britain!” I told her.

  “Yo, take your ass upstairs! You carrying my seed and it’s nothing but weed smoke down here!” O’Shea told her. I wasn’t even thinking about that.

  “You’ve been warned, Kenjay! Watch your mouth!” Britain said to me and I waved her off.

  “Latavia is over Lo-Lo’s crib!” O’Shea blurted out then Britain slapped his arm. She fussed at him as they walked up the steps.

  I grabbed my keys and the rest of my blunt, putting my shoes on.

  “If I come back home and y’all niggas got some handicap bitches in my pool, I’m fucking y’all up! I don’t want nobody in my house!” I told the twins.

  “I’m riding with you! Lo-Lo is her cousin right?” Sameer asked. This nigga was always up to something.

  “I’m staying here! My shorty should be calling in a few! That’s all she needs to hear is some broads in the background!” Jameer said.

  “Nigga, you are fucking stupid!” Sameer told him.

  “Let me be stupid then! My dick is not falling off like yours almost did fucking those sisters back-to-back!” Jameer told him.

  “You was fucking sisters? Damn, nigga! I thought I was a hoe nigga before I made Latavia wifey!” I said to Sameer.

  “Yeah, I was smashing both of them! I ended up knocking the little sister, Narshae up! Somalia cut my ass up for cheating on her with her little sister! Those broads called a truce with each other then came to my baby mama’s house and jumped me! They whipped my baby mama’s ass and tried hitting me with the car! Now, I got two baby mamas! All three of those bitches be fucking with a nigga, now! But check this out, I’m still fucking Somalia and now my girl is Narshae,” Sameer said.

  “The niggas in this family ain’t shit!” Jameer said and I laughed.

  “You never cheated on your girl?” Sameer asked him.

  “No nigga! I’m not into all of that! I’m not sticking my dick into everything!” he said flicking through the channels.

  “Your life sucks! You don’t smoke! You don’t drink alcohol and you only fucking one bitch? Nigga, we are only twenty-two! Damn, this nigga boring!” Sameer said shaking his head.

  “That’s the best way to be sometimes!” I told Sameer then he shook his head. My phone rang and it was Beans.

  “Talk to me!” I said.

  “Yo, you are not going to believe who Janae pops is!” he said into the phone.

  “Who is he?” I asked Beans.

  “The nigga that you hired to work on your pops’ case!” he said.

  “Kenneth James?”

  “Yup!” he replied.

  “You know that nigga got a scheme with getting fake identities made! You know Janae is going to try that shit! If I was her, I would want one too! Where that nigga live at?” I asked Beans.

  “He lives in Virginia. He’s two hours away from us!” he said.

  “Good! Text me the address! I’m not going to chase her. I don’t have time for that shit. I got some shit for her that will make her head spin,” I said.

  “You are always playing mind games!” Beans said laughing.

  “My pops always told me that if you want to bring down an enemy, you have to get inside of their head! Trust me, this bitch won’t know what hit her!” I told him.

  “I feel you!” he said.

  “I keep telling you that you need to quit your job and work for the Pentagon or something! You a smooth-ass nigga!” I said to him then he chuckled.

  After I hung up with Beans, Sameer and I headed out.

  Latavia

  “Take your ass home!” Lo-Lo said to me as she ate a Big Mama hot sausage, pickle and sunflower seeds. I just looked at her then shook my head.

  “See, how you do your cousin? You are too good for me now because you living up in that nice-ass house with that fine-ass nigga! You have a list of your own personal clients and all of that, and as soon as you come over here, you put your nose up!” she said throwing seeds on me.

  “Shut the fuck up, Lo-Lo! I’m putting my nose up because that shit stinks and you know my stomach is a little sensitive!” I told her.

  “So, when are you going to tell Kenjay about Dayquan?” she asked.

  “I don’t know! But he has been blowing my phone up!” I told her.

  “Technically, y’all never called it quits!” Lo-Lo said.

  “Yes, we did! We came to an agreement that his life and mine wasn’t going to work! I wanted a career and he wanted to be in a gang! But now he wants me back and I’m not in love with his ass anymore!” I said frustrated.

  “You got to be a woman about it and tell him what it really is! You never divorced him and I still think it was dumb of you to marry him so young! You were only nineteen! He isn’t a bad dude, though! His life was just too much!” she said.

  “Kenjay’s life is too!” I said.

  “Well, you should’ve thought about that, dumb-ass, before you caught feelings! Everyone and their mama knows that Kenjay runs shit! What you thought you was going to do? Fuck him and that’s it? You are a little slow, you know that? You see how fine that nigga is? What straight woman you know would just fuck him and not catch feelings? If you don’t want him, I will take him!” she said.

  “I will kill you! Don’t play with me Lo-Lo!” I told her.

  “I heard all about his dick game, too! If he isn’t cheating on you or putting his hands on you, he is okay with me!” she said.

  “I don’t like you!” I told he
r.

  “Good then! Go the fuck home! I’m sick of you already! You been on that couch all day! I know it’s not easy to get forget, but the shit that happened cannot be reversed! You really need to go home and get through this with your man!” she gulped her Corona down then let out a big burp. I frowned my nose up. Lo-Lo just didn’t care!

  There was a knock on the door then I heard Sameer’s voice. Kenjay’s cousins make me sick! There’s too many of them and all of them are arrogant, including the few ugly ones that I had met.