Page 34 of A Miami Love Tale

I walked over and sat on the couch next to Breesha. I leaned my head on her shoulder and started crying.

“What happened, Imani?” she asked me. Bria wasn’t paying us any attention as she sat there and watched Frozen. I gave Breesha a brief run through about what took place.

“She’ll get over it, Mani. She’s just in her feelings right now about it, that’s all,” Breesha told me.

This was all starting to become too much for me. I know I said I would never get an abortion, but I was starting to second-guess it. I just didn’t want to bring a baby into this world and my own mama wouldn’t even be happy about the situation. I had some real serious thinking to do. I felt like I always lived my life doing things that I knew would make my mom happy. I went to school to become a teacher, because I knew that my mom would be happy that I was following in her footsteps. Hell, I even went to UM for college because that’s where my mom went, when I really wanted to go to Florida State. Now, it was going to come down to the decision of if I wanted to get rid of my baby, just to make my mother happy. I really needed time to think about this whole situation.

Chapter 29: Breesha

2 months later

I was on my way over to Dontae’s baby mama’s house to drop off Bria. I ended up having to pick her up from school, and I couldn’t keep her with me because I had a hair appointment. There was no telling what time I would be getting out of there, and I didn’t want to have her there all night when she had school in the morning. I looked in my rearview mirror, and I saw that Bria was in the back crying. This was the same routine every time that she had to go back home. I don’t know what it was, but she never wanted to go back to her mother. I asked her a thousand times had anybody touched her or anything, but she always told me no.

“Bria, stop crying. I promise I’m going to get you this weekend. Remember we’re supposed to go to Disney world on Saturday,” I said, trying to make the situation a little better.

She just wiped her eyes and tried her best to stop crying. This would be the first time that Sharice and I would actually cross paths. Dontae did a damn good job at keeping us away from each other. I just hoped she wasn’t on no childish shit, because I would hate to have to slap the shit out of her in front of Bria. I pulled up to the house and parked. I deaded the engine and went to the back to get Bria out. I held her hand and walked with her to the front door. I knocked and waited for Sharice to come to the door. She still didn’t, come so I knocked again.

“Wait. Shit, I’m coming now,” she yelled.

I had to say a silent prayer so that I didn’t jump and slap the shit out of her rude ass. She swung the door opened, and Bria grabbed a hold of my hand tighter. I looked down at her and gave her a small smile.

“Who the fuck are you?” she asked, playing dumb. She knew exactly who I was, because Dontae told me that he called her to let her know that I was bringing Bria home from school.

“You know exactly who I am,” I said, sucking my teeth.

I looked down at Bria, “Bria go in your room, I will get you on Friday, okay?” I asked. She nodded her head yes and walked inside the house.

“Um where is Dontae? I don’t appreciate him having one of his little hoes come to my house to drop off my child!” she spat.

“Bitch, you wish I was one of his hoes! Maybe that’s what you were when y’all were together, but I can guarantee you that’s not the way it is with us. The things he does to me and for me lets me know right there that I’m not just some hoe. Bitch you see that 2015 Jaguar right there?” I pointed to my car that Dontae had brought me a week ago. “Hoes don’t get that type of treatment bitch, remember that!” I said, smirking at her.

“Hoe, fuck you! You just a nut. Trust me, he gon’ leave your ass high and dry once he get done fuckin with you.”

“Hoe, I’ve busted plenty of nuts and so did Dontae, so I doubt that I’m just a nut. If that’s the case, he would have been bounced, hoe. I’m the one he’s begging every day to move in with him. I’m the one pushing that big boy right there. I’m the one taking care of Bria, and she tells me all the time that she wish I was her mama. So naw hoe, fuck you! After I finish doing what I got to do tonight, I’m going to go see my man and bust a nut, and when I come back and get Bria Friday, you tell me whether or not I was just a nut,” I said, and turned around and left.

That hoe had pissed me off. I couldn’t stand bitches like her. All the bitch had to do was be a good mother to Bria. Dontae gives her ass $3,000 a month and the bitch couldn’t even be grateful for that by being a good mom to Bria. Dumb bitch done made me mad!

Nae

Things between my husband and I had gotten better. We haven’t been arguing, mostly because I was back in school, so I didn’t have to sit around and wait for him to come home. He wasn’t happy with the fact that I was going back to school at first, but after I begged, he finally was okay with it. The classes that I was enrolled in were at night, so I would drop my daughter off at my mom’s house when I went to class. During the day, it was the same routine as always, but I kept myself busy by studying. It felt good to be doing something with my life instead of spending all my time at the mall and things like that.

I had just came from my night class and it was 11 at night, and I was too tired to drive and get Janiya, so I called my mom to let her know that I would just get her in the morning. I pulled up to my house and I saw that my husband was home, which made me happy. I walked in the house and spotted him in the den, smoking a blunt with the music on low.

“Hi baby?” I said, walking over to him and sitting on his lap. He pulled me into a bear hug and sniffed my neck.

“Where Janiya at?” he asked me.

“I’m going to get her in the morning, I was too tired to drive out there,” I said, trying to get up but he pulled me back down.

He placed me on the spot next to him on the couch and took of my shoes. I was in my scrubs because when you’re in the nursing field, they required all of the students to wear that to class. After he removed my shoes, he took off my socks and started massaging my feet. I let out a soft moan and let him continue to do him.

“Baby, look at you. You can’t even hang. Thi

s why I didn’t want you going to school or working. You stressing yourself,” he said. I sucked my teeth and tried to raise up.

“Sin don’t start,” I said.

“I’m not starting shit,” he said, pulling me onto his lap and kissing my lip that I had poked out.