A Woman's Worth

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wanted to start round two but I was glad when he walked out the door and slammed it behind him waking Madison up.             
    I went and fed Madison and returned back to the livi ng room where Quinton was trying to clean up the mess and ice his hands.
    “How do you know Reshawn ?” I asked picking up some pieces of glass.
    “That’s Moses’s brother on his mother’s side. I don’t fuck with that nigga like that . I was just doing Moses’s a favor and he crossed the line when he put his hands on you. He thought that shit was just gonna rock. How you know that nigga?”
    “That’s Madison’s father . Do you think he will try to catch you slipping?” I asked concerned.
    I knew Reshawn and he didn’t take too lightly to someone whipping his ass and , in his mind, stealing his girl.
    “Small fucking world , aint it? Madison don’t need his ass anyway and he ain’t never gonna catch me slipping, even when I’m off, I’m still on.” He smirked, leaning in for a kiss.
    I gave him one and we continued to clean up the living room .
    ****
    I arrived at Moses’s house where Tyrisha said she would be. I pulled up a block away because there were moving trucks and people in and out of the house. I walked in the house in search for Tyrisha.
    When I heard her loud mouth arguing , I knew exactly where she was. I walked into the kitchen and she was sitting on the stool bossing everyone around and telling them where to pack each item.
    “Hey , Tee, stop yelling at these people and talk to them,”  I said, walking up on her.
    H er stomach was so huge, she could barely turn around to greet me until I walked in front her.
    “Look at you, Give a bitch some good dick and a lil’ bit of sun and she be ready to take over the world,” she said, admiring my outfit.
    I couldn’t blame her . I was rocking a pair of cut up jeans with a halter top and laced Jimmy Choo booties.
    “First of all , we haven’t slept together, yet, and yes, hunnie, that sun does a bitch right, don’t it?” I laughed, twirling around the kitchen.
    “Gone with the wind fabulous.” Tyrisha laughed getting up so we could go to lunch.
    An hour later we were sitting in OLA restaurant eating lunch. I caught her up on the drama that transpired this morning.
    “Gurl , I can’t believe Reshawn is Moses’ brother. What the hell this world is coming to?” she asked, stuffing her face.
    “Me either . I’m kind of worried. He threatened Quinton and I don’t know what I would do if something happened because of me. I don’t want to be the cause of nobody dying, getting shot or whatever.”
    “He ain ’t crazy, but I do feel bad for Moses. My baby got both his brothers fighting–like who side can he choose? If it was me, I wouldn’t be on Reshawn’s hating ass side. I can’t believe someone as fine as him is so damn ugly inside.”
    “It ain ’t for us to choose.”
    “Well enough about their asses , are you coming to Sunday dinner tomorrow? Since you and Quint dating and shit, I feel like it’s my obligation to invite you.”
    “Sunday dinner?” I asked confused.
    “Moses has this dinner where everyone gets together like a family and shit. It’s nice. I wish my family did it, and I can’t wait ‘til my son get here so he could have that.” She beamed with happiness.
    Her family history was for another place and time . Just say I understood why Tyrisha acted the way she did.
    “I guess so if Quinton is going.”
    “Good, because ya’ll coming. The dress code is formal. And since he’s moving it’s gonna be in a nice restaurant. Leave Madison ass at home. You know her lil’ ass is messy.” She laughed, playing around.
    “Leave my baby out of it ? She don’t wanna sit and eat with your messy ass either.”
    I paid the bill and we left . Moses picked up Tyrisha for her ultrasound appointment while I went back to the house. I couldn’t help but feel like someone was watching me. I felt a chill go down my spine.
    I

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