up over some random dick? That’s not me; I love you too much to disrespect you like that.”
“Then what is it? What do you have to tell me?” Sway cocked his head to the side.
Ranae touched his hand. “If I tell you this you have to promise to keep it between us, ok?”
“Alright, of course.” He nodded his head.
Ranae took a deep breath and swallowed hard to clear her throat. She was about to violate the sacred girl code that she had promised to uphold. However, she hated keeping secrets from her husband who just happened to be best friends with Tyce. If it wasn’t for him, they would still be living pay check to pay check chasing away bill collectors with pepper spray and mailing off IOU’s. Tyce helped them climb out of a financial hole that was burying them alive. He treated her husband like he was his brother and she felt a certain allegiance to him, although her new friend swore her to secrecy. She was caught in the middle of a sticky situation and didn’t want Sway tangled in a web of lies either.
“It’s funny you should mention Angelique and the fact that she cheated.” Ranae licked her lips.
“Why is that?” Sway looked confused.
“Because.” Ranae lowered her head. “She’s pregnant with Thad’s baby.”
Although Sway was super hungry, he put his snack down on the night stand and started to rub his chin.
“Does Tyce know?”
“No and you better not tell him either. Remember you promised.” Ranae pointed a finger at him. “He’s done with her right? He’s with Dallas now so why should he care?”
Sway sighed heavily. “ Damn, is she gonna keep the baby?”
“I don’t know, but when she found out she wasn’t happy about it.”
Sway chuckled lightly. “It’s a good thing Tyce didn’t kill that nigga, ‘cuz he might be her new baby daddy.”
Sway returned to watching the fight on television, however, his mind was now preoccupied. He was never one to gossip and h e didn’t plan to start, but as he sat in his bed, he asked himself if Tyce knew Ranae was pregnant with another nigga’s baby would he tell him?
~Small Problem
Having a baby changes a man. I can’t explain it , but I’m different now. I’m more careful, yet I’m willing to take more risks. It was weird, but feeling that way felt natural at the same time. It was a Saturday afternoon and I found myself just staring at Khari as she fed herself Cheerios while she sat in her high chair. It was my weekend to keep her and I was enjoying every minute of it. Dallas was also excited to have her over. She even insisted on changing every nasty diaper and reading her book after book before her afternoon naps.
It had been a few days since I killed Roman and I had one more thing left to do. I had to call Khalil and tell him the good news. I really didn’t give a fuck what he thought about it, or else I would have called him before I did it. I just thought he should know that his right hand man was deceased. I was no fool though, I knew better than to admit to committing murder over an open telephone line. Before I could make the call, Bree rang my doorbell. She had called me 15 minutes earlier to ask if it was cool if she came by to talk to me about something. I considered her my little sister, so whatever she needed I was there to make it happen.
After letting her in, we sat on the back patio and she began to explain her reason for the unexpected visit.
“I’m sorry to jus’ pop up on you like this, but I kinda need your help with somethin’.”
I took a sip from my Heineken bottle. “It aint no bother. You’re always welcomed here…wasup?”
Bree rocked a simple light blue short set with matching flip flops. Her hair was styled in a curly mane and her halter top exposed the tattoo that said Flash on her right shoulder. In the two years I’d known her she had grown into a mature woman who handled her business.
Bree sucked her teeth. “I really didn’t wanna bother you with this after all you’ve
“Then what is it? What do you have to tell me?” Sway cocked his head to the side.
Ranae touched his hand. “If I tell you this you have to promise to keep it between us, ok?”
“Alright, of course.” He nodded his head.
Ranae took a deep breath and swallowed hard to clear her throat. She was about to violate the sacred girl code that she had promised to uphold. However, she hated keeping secrets from her husband who just happened to be best friends with Tyce. If it wasn’t for him, they would still be living pay check to pay check chasing away bill collectors with pepper spray and mailing off IOU’s. Tyce helped them climb out of a financial hole that was burying them alive. He treated her husband like he was his brother and she felt a certain allegiance to him, although her new friend swore her to secrecy. She was caught in the middle of a sticky situation and didn’t want Sway tangled in a web of lies either.
“It’s funny you should mention Angelique and the fact that she cheated.” Ranae licked her lips.
“Why is that?” Sway looked confused.
“Because.” Ranae lowered her head. “She’s pregnant with Thad’s baby.”
Although Sway was super hungry, he put his snack down on the night stand and started to rub his chin.
“Does Tyce know?”
“No and you better not tell him either. Remember you promised.” Ranae pointed a finger at him. “He’s done with her right? He’s with Dallas now so why should he care?”
Sway sighed heavily. “ Damn, is she gonna keep the baby?”
“I don’t know, but when she found out she wasn’t happy about it.”
Sway chuckled lightly. “It’s a good thing Tyce didn’t kill that nigga, ‘cuz he might be her new baby daddy.”
Sway returned to watching the fight on television, however, his mind was now preoccupied. He was never one to gossip and h e didn’t plan to start, but as he sat in his bed, he asked himself if Tyce knew Ranae was pregnant with another nigga’s baby would he tell him?
~Small Problem
Having a baby changes a man. I can’t explain it , but I’m different now. I’m more careful, yet I’m willing to take more risks. It was weird, but feeling that way felt natural at the same time. It was a Saturday afternoon and I found myself just staring at Khari as she fed herself Cheerios while she sat in her high chair. It was my weekend to keep her and I was enjoying every minute of it. Dallas was also excited to have her over. She even insisted on changing every nasty diaper and reading her book after book before her afternoon naps.
It had been a few days since I killed Roman and I had one more thing left to do. I had to call Khalil and tell him the good news. I really didn’t give a fuck what he thought about it, or else I would have called him before I did it. I just thought he should know that his right hand man was deceased. I was no fool though, I knew better than to admit to committing murder over an open telephone line. Before I could make the call, Bree rang my doorbell. She had called me 15 minutes earlier to ask if it was cool if she came by to talk to me about something. I considered her my little sister, so whatever she needed I was there to make it happen.
After letting her in, we sat on the back patio and she began to explain her reason for the unexpected visit.
“I’m sorry to jus’ pop up on you like this, but I kinda need your help with somethin’.”
I took a sip from my Heineken bottle. “It aint no bother. You’re always welcomed here…wasup?”
Bree rocked a simple light blue short set with matching flip flops. Her hair was styled in a curly mane and her halter top exposed the tattoo that said Flash on her right shoulder. In the two years I’d known her she had grown into a mature woman who handled her business.
Bree sucked her teeth. “I really didn’t wanna bother you with this after all you’ve
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