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“We can do whatever you need,” I told her, then kissed her forehead. I knew I was going to pay for the day off. The last week, I’d been a little behind schedule, so for the next two, I was going to have to kill myself to make it up. For her, I’d do it gladly.
Lesha
It was so easy to fall into a rhythm. We had been away for a little over three weeks, and while Prince was hard at work daily, I established a way to make the treats so that I wouldn’t be up all night. I was surprised by how tiring it could be. I would always go to work with Prince in the mornings and leave after lunch break for the guys. With a crew of about twelve, I would sell through my morning and lunch inventory by nine a.m. The men started getting smart and paying for everything at once. I started selling out on the second day. Once they fell in love with the taste of my treats, it was like no matter how much I would bring, it wouldn’t be enough. I was honestly producing as much as I could.
Not only was I cooking for the crew, but I was also cooking for Prince to ensure he had a hot meal after work each day. I loved seeing his face while he sank his teeth into one of my dishes. I was midway through cooking when I reached out to my sister. I propped up the phone so I could finish my final tasks.
“Well, damn, girl. You just an old-fashioned housewife ain’t you?” she said when she answered.
“Stop playing,” I said, but for some reason, her words stung a little more than usual.
“So the dick must be good if you up there cooking and cleaning.”
“I’m cooking because I’m hungry, and I keep a clean house.”
“I know that’s right; Mama did not raise no nasty hoes.”
“Exactly!”
“Do you ever miss her?” she asked.
“I been thinking of her a lot lately.”
“Me too. It’s so much she taught us but then again so much we had to learn on our own.”
That made me stop rattling the pots and go to the screen. Looking at my phone, I could only see her ceiling. After a brief moment, she came to the screen, too.
“I miss you,” I pouted. “What’s wrong?”
“It’s just not what I thought this was going to be. It is fashion, and we had a show last night.”
“Damn, sis’, I feel like an idiot. You told me the show was last night, and I didn’t even ask you how it was.” I was so caught up in Prince, but that was a big event for Nesha. I should’ve at least called.
“It’s cool.”
“You still didn’t answer my question.”
“Chaz,” she breathed out, and then she just lost it. She dissolved into a fit of tears. My sister was always tough and never let anything get under her skin. But I couldn’t deny that she loved Chaz. Whatever the reason behind that was. No one could understand my draw to Devin after all these years, but men just had a way of getting under your skin and tying to your soul.Wait a minute.That was literally the first time I had thoughtabout him since Prince put him on his ass last week. The old me would’ve obsessed about that. The realization was shocking.
“You know what I’m saying?”
“Huh? Yeah.” I spoke into the phone, hoping I hadn’t missed the story, but no matter what part she had left, I knew precisely what Chaz had done.
“I’m just so fucking tired of trying over and over again with this nigga and looking like a fool. Like, damn, how many fucking pregnancy scares can one person take. At this point, this nigga is being reckless with his sperm and my life.”
“What does he have to say about this?”
She wiped the tears away from her eyes before she responded. “I didn’t even ask him. The chick approached me last night, and I know he wouldn’t do shit but lie anyway. He always does. I know exactly what I’m gone do. This shit is over after this.”
“I hope it is. You deserve so much better.”
“Wedeserve so much better. That’s why I say take it all. Fuck these niggas. Prince wants to give you stacks, a car, a gah damn house, take it all. Just don’t be stupid like me and make sure the shit is in your name because these niggas love to throw in your face what they did for you. Fuck that! All the pain and suffering we go through behind loving these niggas we deserve something to fucking show for it!”
I stayed quiet, trying to let her words run off my shoulder. She was hurting, and if you asked me if I felt the same way a few weeks ago, I would have been right on target with her, but not today—not after this time away with Prince.
“Where are you?”
“In one of these back fucking dressing rooms. Nobody can hear me, and thank God because I am too damn embarrassed for anyone to hear about the shit I have been going through. I can’t sit up here and play the victim but damn. All that begging he did, telling me this time would be different. Telling me how much he loved and cherished me to hop states, and it is not even a month, and he on the same shit?”
