noticed Mecca’s attitude change since she had started seeing Tah. Her explosive temper simmered down. Mecca usually was not someone who smiled, but she had a smile on her face almost all the time. Ruby noticed the change in her niece and she expressed it to Monique to see if Monique could shed some light on why Mecca’s attitude changed.
“What’s up with Mecca? She’s been acting different lately,” Ruby said.
“You acted the same way when you were in love,” Monique replied.
“Love!” Ruby yelled, not believing the words that came out of Monique’s mouth. “She’s in love with who?” she asked, sounding angered by the news.
“Some guy in the ville.”
“Why she ain’t tell me?” Ruby asked, this time sounding hurt. She thought she and Mecca had the kind of relationship where they could talk about these kinds of things.
“Because she knew you would act the way you acting now. You got to let her be, Ruby. You said it before: she knows how to handle herself.”
“I just thought she would share something like that with me. At least let me see the cat, you know.” Ruby sighed. When Mecca finally got around to telling Ruby, she didn’t react the way Mecca expected, and it shocked Mecca.
“Don’t rush to give up the pussy, Mecca. Make him wait until he proves he deserves it.”
Mecca said she would take Ruby’s advice. She told Ruby things that Tah did for her, and she showed her the diamond tennis bracelet he bought for her. It was Monique that Mecca confided in most about her relationship with Tah, and it made Ruby jealous. Monique was happy for Mecca but warned her about how guys could be.
“It’s risky dealing with niggas who are in the streets. You got to be prepared for him going to jail or getting killed. It’s gonna hurt real bad, Mecca, so be careful with your heart.”
“I hear you, but I love this nigga, Mo,” Mecca revealed, feeling like she was already in too deep.
Chapter-Eight
Y’all some “well wishers,” friendly acting, envy hiding snakes…
Nas
“This is crumbs compared to what you could get from her,” Stone complained to Tah while he handed him the $1,000 he gave him a week not to rob Ruby’s houses. Both men stood in the pissy-smelling dark hallway of a building in Brownsville.
“You talking about that bitch with the green Sterling? You work for a bitch?” Tah asked, grinning and shaking his head. “Damn, Stone, you really fell off. How the fuck you let it get to that point?”
“It ain’t as sweet as you think it is, Tah. She ain’t your average bitch, kid. That bitch is a stone cold murderer. Remember Darnell from Langston Hughes? It was her that threw that nigga out the window. I don’t think you knew Wise, but she bodied that nigga, too. She’s the real deal, Tah,” Stone warned, holding his head down, ashamed. Tah, with menace and anger in his tone, put his finger in Stone’s face and gave him a warning as well.
“Nigga, I’m the real deal. Ain’t no bitch or nobody else going to put fear in my heart. You’s a bitch-ass, washed-up nigga. I ain’t like you, mu’fucka. You just get that bitch to bring something heavy to you. Tell her somebody you know want three of them pies, and I’ll take it from there.”
Stone nodded grimly, agreeing to the setup. The pressure that Tah put on Stone, coupled with the fear of Ruby possibly finding out that Stone agreed to help set her up, caused Stone to relapse, and he started smoking crack again. When he got paid, the monkey on his back caused him to even cop crack from the workers he collected money from for Ruby. To his demise, word got back to Ruby that he was smoking again. When she confronted him about it he denied it, and she was full of anger.
“This nigga tryna insult my intelligence, Mo,” Ruby said to Monique back at her Hamptons villa.
“Bitch, you must really be pissed. I’m down here with all your pussy in my face, and you rambling on about Stone,” Monique complained to Ruby
“What’s up with Mecca? She’s been acting different lately,” Ruby said.
“You acted the same way when you were in love,” Monique replied.
“Love!” Ruby yelled, not believing the words that came out of Monique’s mouth. “She’s in love with who?” she asked, sounding angered by the news.
“Some guy in the ville.”
“Why she ain’t tell me?” Ruby asked, this time sounding hurt. She thought she and Mecca had the kind of relationship where they could talk about these kinds of things.
“Because she knew you would act the way you acting now. You got to let her be, Ruby. You said it before: she knows how to handle herself.”
“I just thought she would share something like that with me. At least let me see the cat, you know.” Ruby sighed. When Mecca finally got around to telling Ruby, she didn’t react the way Mecca expected, and it shocked Mecca.
“Don’t rush to give up the pussy, Mecca. Make him wait until he proves he deserves it.”
Mecca said she would take Ruby’s advice. She told Ruby things that Tah did for her, and she showed her the diamond tennis bracelet he bought for her. It was Monique that Mecca confided in most about her relationship with Tah, and it made Ruby jealous. Monique was happy for Mecca but warned her about how guys could be.
“It’s risky dealing with niggas who are in the streets. You got to be prepared for him going to jail or getting killed. It’s gonna hurt real bad, Mecca, so be careful with your heart.”
“I hear you, but I love this nigga, Mo,” Mecca revealed, feeling like she was already in too deep.
Chapter-Eight
Y’all some “well wishers,” friendly acting, envy hiding snakes…
Nas
“This is crumbs compared to what you could get from her,” Stone complained to Tah while he handed him the $1,000 he gave him a week not to rob Ruby’s houses. Both men stood in the pissy-smelling dark hallway of a building in Brownsville.
“You talking about that bitch with the green Sterling? You work for a bitch?” Tah asked, grinning and shaking his head. “Damn, Stone, you really fell off. How the fuck you let it get to that point?”
“It ain’t as sweet as you think it is, Tah. She ain’t your average bitch, kid. That bitch is a stone cold murderer. Remember Darnell from Langston Hughes? It was her that threw that nigga out the window. I don’t think you knew Wise, but she bodied that nigga, too. She’s the real deal, Tah,” Stone warned, holding his head down, ashamed. Tah, with menace and anger in his tone, put his finger in Stone’s face and gave him a warning as well.
“Nigga, I’m the real deal. Ain’t no bitch or nobody else going to put fear in my heart. You’s a bitch-ass, washed-up nigga. I ain’t like you, mu’fucka. You just get that bitch to bring something heavy to you. Tell her somebody you know want three of them pies, and I’ll take it from there.”
Stone nodded grimly, agreeing to the setup. The pressure that Tah put on Stone, coupled with the fear of Ruby possibly finding out that Stone agreed to help set her up, caused Stone to relapse, and he started smoking crack again. When he got paid, the monkey on his back caused him to even cop crack from the workers he collected money from for Ruby. To his demise, word got back to Ruby that he was smoking again. When she confronted him about it he denied it, and she was full of anger.
“This nigga tryna insult my intelligence, Mo,” Ruby said to Monique back at her Hamptons villa.
“Bitch, you must really be pissed. I’m down here with all your pussy in my face, and you rambling on about Stone,” Monique complained to Ruby
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