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“Did I ask you to? I just told you I wasn’t going to be second, and you said you would handle it. You just can’t get boyfriend privileges with me and tell me who I can spend time with or who can touch me. You chose to keep Nikki in your life, so stand on your choice and stop trying to control mine.”
“You really pissin’ me off.”
“What’s new? When I speak truth, you can’t take it.”
“I don’t like the nigga ‘round you, Ky. I ain’t finna keep dressin’ the shit up as security either. I don’t like the way he makes you laugh, and I don’t kno’ how long before I take that shit too far wit’ that nigga.”
His honesty shut me up. Shameek could spend hours hiding bullshit and then suddenly say something so direct I didn’t know what to do with.
“Well, that sounds like something you need to work through.”
“Play wit’ me.” He laughed coldly.
“I’m not going to make myself unavailable to a single man because you can’t decide what you want. It’s not like we can just tell your family, ‘Hey we fucking’.”
“I kno’ what the fuck I want.”
“Okay, Meek.”
“Are you headed home?”
“I’m stopping by your parents first. Jaharee texted me saying she has food for everyone.”
“Oh, I’m pulling up here now.”
“Meek, do not do no weird shit when I get there. Jaharee’s already suspicious, and I don’t need her pressuring me. She’s going to come for me and not you.”
“You must’ve known I was gonna see if I could eat yo’ pussy in one of the bathrooms downstairs.”
“Goodbye, Meek.”
“Ky, don’t hang–”
I disconnected the call. He was usually the one to hang up first, so it felt good to hang up in his face. Once I got to the compound, I parked my car behind Jaharee’s. I waited a few minutes before getting out. It was getting harder and harder to hide this shit because Shameek couldn’t control himself. I got out and went through the garage, which led to the kitchen, where Ma was packing food into containers when I walked in.
“There she is. I thought I was going to have to drop it off over there to you.”
“No, I was at lunch. I told Jah I was coming when I finished.”
“With Lloyd,” Jaharee added when she walked into the kitchen.
“Lloyd is a good dude,” my mother-in-law said. “How was it?”
“Lunch was good. The food was worth the hype.”
Shameek was walking in the kitchen as I was talking about it.
“Sounds like a nice lunch.” His voice dripped with sarcasm.
Then Jaharee had that look again. The same look she had when he was acting an ass when Lloyd was in my office.
“It was great. We stayed for about two hours. I was having such a good time, I didn’t know that much time had passed.”
Shameek’s jaw started twitching, and Jaharee caught it. My mother-in-law was completely oblivious as she handed me two containers.
“I’m glad you’re getting out. Rah trusted him, and that says a lot because my son didn’t trust everybody.”
“He’s becoming a good friend.”
