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  “So Kema, what’s your plan baby?” my mom asked, being the first to speak.

  “Plan for what ma?”

  “Your plan for life baby. Do you plan on going back to school, are you getting a job? I mean, do you have any money saved? What do you plan to do?” She inquired, throwing all these questions at me all at once.

  My head instantly started hurting just thinking about it. I haven’t been giving anything else much thought except for Katrina and Rashaad trifling asses.

  “I don’t know ma.” I told her truthfully. “Everything just suddenly happened, so I haven’t even thought about any of that.”

  “Kema listen, what I’m about to say to you is out of pure love, but also coming from a woman to another woman.” My mother told me leaning closer. “Now I know what Rashaad did was horrible, but none of this was out of the blue. From what you have told your father and I, the way he was treating you prior to this was your time to start preparing to leave.”

  “I know ma, but I loved him so much! I did everything I could to show him that, hoping that he would get it and stop treating me bad! I tried to have a baby, I really did!” I said now crying uncontrollably. I thought I didn’t have any more tears left in me from all the crying I had been doing, but that was definitely not the case now.

  “It’s ok baby let it out.” My mother said, grabbing my hand from across the table. “I know you thought that by doing those things that he would see how much you love him unconditionally and change, but baby as you get older you’ll realize that you can’t change a person, especially a man. They have to want to change. As far as trying to get pregnant, that’s not your call baby. God knew you weren’t ready.”

  “Ma, how did you get through this?” I asked, referring to what happened with my dad and aunt years ago.

  “Well, I was just like how you are now. Crying, hurt, angry, wouldn’t eat, and didn’t want to face the world. Oh, and I wanted to kill Sandra and Michael! I didn’t talk to your daddy for four whole months. He would constantly call and come by the house. He would send me flowers with cards saying how sorry he was, and even go as far as to just sit outside my job until I got off. When I did, he would follow me home to make sure I got there safe even though I wasn’t talking to him.” My mother told me, shaking her head. “Now, while your daddy was trying to win me back, your aunt still pranced around like nothing ever happened. She never apologized or seemed remorseful, and I hated her. It felt like what she did was on purpose. I held her more accountable than your daddy because she was my sister. We shared the same blood. Then I realized as time went on, I had to forgive them because the anger was tearing me apart. I loved your father and he was trying so hard to make up for his mistake, so I took him back.”

  “What about auntie?” I asked.

  “I love Sandra because she’s my sister, but it’s just some people that you have to love from a distance, and she’s one of them.” My mom said as she got up from the table and headed to the sink. I knew my mother and my aunt never got along and barely spoke now because of what happened, but it sounds like it goes deeper than that.

  “At least daddy owned up to his wrongdoing and won you back ma, Rashaad owned up to his and told me that he wants her and their child together.” I said.

  “Well, honey, that is his loss and her headache. It’s only a matter of time before karma reaches those two, you just mark my words.” My momma assured me.

  What my mom was saying to me made sense, but I knew it was going to take some time to get there. It felt like I was starting all the way from the bottom. I gave up so much of my life for this man and now I was left without anything.

  PAM

  The regular season was one week away, but my household was already a damn battlefield! That day when I spotted that chick and kids representing Eddie with his jersey number and writing on the backs saying, ‘my daddy is unstoppable’, I almost lost it! I had to quickly remind myself where I was at and that my kids were right there with me, wondering just as well. So when EJ asked me who they were, I simply told him that I didn’t know and that it was no big deal and to pay attention to the game.

  I knew he didn’t buy my answer because I caught him constantly looking in their direction throughout the remainder of the game. Shit, I was looking too, just so I could get a look at who this bitch was, but it’s like this chick must have known we were trying to figure her out because she stayed turned around. Then when the Falcon’s scored a touchdown, the crowd went wild and she disappeared into the madness leaving, never to return.

  I was so fuming hot, that after the game I didn’t even attempt to wait for Eddie’s ass afterwards like I normally would. Instead, I gathered my kids and hauled ass home. On the way there, I called Eddie’s mother and asked her if I could drop the kids over at her place. Of course she agreed. As soon as I pulled up to his mother’s house, I didn’t even bother to get out. I just kissed my kids and told them that I’d see them later and took my ass home.

  On the drive home, my hands were sweating and my heart was pounding rapidly. I couldn’t get the image of those fucking jerseys out of my head. Eddie knew I was far from fucking dumb, so he couldn’t lie his way out of this shit! I might have put up with groupie bitches in the past and whooped a few asses behind my husband, but for this muthafucka to have some outside babies, is the ultimate NO!

  He had been blowing up my phone since I left the stadium, probably wondering why we weren’t waiting on him, but I had something waiting for his ass when he walked through this door! Fifteen minutes later, I pulled into our driveway and headed inside. I ran upstairs two at a time and changed out of my clothes. I threw on some tights, a wife beater, and switched into my Nikes. I then wrapped my hair up in a high bun. Next I went into the bathroom and applied some cocoa butter nice and thick to my face. When I was finished, I checked the time and saw that Eddie would be walking in at any minute, so I hurried downstairs and stood by the side of the front door. I tried so hard not to bring the old Pam out, but Eddie was really testing my gangsta. It wasn’t shit he could say to me that would help me think otherwise as to why this bitch, whoever she was, and her two fucking bastard ass kids was out there in broad daylight representing him like a fucking family! That shit was embarrassing as hell!

  I was so deep into my thoughts, that I didn’t hear Eddie when he came through the door.

  “What are you doing standing here by the door like that?” I heard him say.

  Next thing I knew, I hit this nigga dead on the right side of his head, followed by a knee to his dick!

  “What the fuck Pam!” He screamed as he bent over in pain.

  “Yeah nigga, you wanna go around fucking bitches and spreading yo’ seeds! I’m a make sure you don’t use this dick no more!” I grunted, as I tried to kick him again while he was bent over.

  Eddie caught my foot this time and yanked me down to the floor. When I fell my head hit the wooden floor so hard that my ears started ringing. Still in pain, Eddie rolled on top on me and pinned my hands above my head.

  “I don’t know what the fuck is wrong with you or what the fuck you talking about, but if you pull a sucker ass move like that again, I swear Pam my kids gone be motherless!” Eddie threatened, breathing hard.

  I could tell by the look in his eyes that he wasn’t bullshitting, but I didn’t give a fuck. If he let me go, I was gone try my best to fuck this nigga up!

  “Fuck you Eddie! Maybe that other bitch who got yo’ kids can be their step momma then because I swear ‘fo God, I’m fucking you up nigga! Get off of me!” I yelled, struggling to get him off of me.

  “Pam, I don’t have no fucking other kids out here!” he yelled back.

  “You are a fucking liar Eddie! I saw the bitch at the game and the kids with not only your jersey number on, but also calling you daddy on them! Explain that shit!”

  We both were still laid on the floor with him on top of me. I could tell by the defeated look in his eyes that he knew that he was busted. He let loose the gr
ip he had on my hands, and slowly got up off of me. He scooted back into the corner by the door and just sat there and put his head down.

  I rolled over and sat up. Pain instantly shot straight to my head from the blow to the floor.

  “So you don’t have shit to say, huh Eddie?”

  “Pam, I’m sorry.” Was all he could muster.

  “Sorry? Muthafucka are you sitting there telling me sorry because it’s true? Who the fuck was that bitch and who were those kids Eddie?” I demanded, standing up.

  He looked up and saw me standing, so he quickly stood as well. Eddie knew he had to be on his toes because I wasn’t done with his ass just yet.

  “Pam look—”

  “No fuck all that you trying to say right now! I just wanna know if those are your kids?” I shouted, interrupting him.

  After what seemed like minutes of silence, which instead was only a matter of seconds, he finally answered.

  “Yes,” He replied in a low tone.

  As soon as the words left his lips I charged at him full force. I was swinging blows left and right, and when I could, I scratched and bit his ass. I knew my strength wasn’t anything compared to Eddie’s, and he was trying his hardest to restrain me, but I was a mad woman. Finally, I landed a solid blow, which connected to Eddie face and that’s when he backhanded my ass and I went flying across the floor.

  “See the shit you made me do?” he screamed, grabbing his right eye as he stared at me with the other.

  Eddie was light skinned, so I could instantly see the bruising and swelling coming into it. I lifted my hand and felt the side of my face where he hit me. It stung and I could feel it swelling as well.

  “How could you do this to us? After every fucking thing we have been through. All the years of us being together and you go behind my back and do this shit? Well, I tell you what Eddie. If you think it’s gone be that easy for yo’ ass to have an outside family, think again muthafucka!”

  With that said I got myself up and headed upstairs. Eddie and his bitch didn’t know exactly who they were fucking with, but they would surely find out!

  RASHAAD

  I turned over on my side and saw the silhouette of a figure lying next to me in my bed. The body was tucked tightly under the sheets and I could tell that they were still sleeping. For a moment I thought that it was Kema laying there, but when Katrina turned over on her back, I was reminded that Kema was no longer in my house or my life.

  “Good morning Baby,” I said as I sat up and kissed her stomach.

  Katrina still laid there sleeping comfortably, as if she had been living here all her life. I got up and went to the bathroom to handle my hygiene business. Once I was done, I got dressed and headed to the gym for a morning workout with Eddie. I arrived at the gym twenty minutes later, and when I pulled up I noticed Eddie standing outside of the building. He was on the phone arguing with someone. As soon as he saw me, he hung up his phone and gave me a pound. We entered the building and headed straight to the weight room, where we started stretching.

  “So, Pam tripping on you about something?” I asked laughing. Before he could answer, I continued. “I’m glad I don’t have to go through that shit no more because Kema and I are done and her ass is gone.” I explained

  “Damn man, when the hell did this did happen?”

  “About two weeks ago.” I answered, now switching positions so that I could be spotted.

  “Two week ago, and you’re just now saying something about it?” he asked. “What happened?”

  “Yeah, my bad. I guess shit just happened so fast.” I told him truthfully. “Anyway, you know that shit wasn’t gone work with us, with Katrina being pregnant and all. Even though Kema kept hollering about how much she was gone stand by a nigga side, I knew she wouldn’t be able to handle it when the time actually came, so I told her that she had to bounce” I told him, leaving out the detail of having her served with eviction papers.

  “Kema seemed like a good woman though. Not to mention the fact that everyone know how much she loves yo’ crazy ass.” he said laughing.

  “Yeah, well, there was just more to it.” I answered.

  We finished working out while talking about the upcoming season. Once we were done, we both showered and left. When I made it back home, Katrina was in the kitchen cooking and looking sexy as hell while doing it.

  “Hey baby. How was your workout?” she asked, giving me a kiss.

  For some reason everything started to feel really natural with her, which made my decision to have her in my life instead of Kema, easier to deal with.

  “My workout was good, but this workout I’m about to give you will be better.” I told her as I lifted her up on the counter.

  She didn’t have any panties on, just one of my T-shirts, so it made what I wanted to do a little easier. Katrina wrapped her arms around my neck and we started to kiss. We fucked long and hard on the counter and I fed my seed inside of her. After we were done, we sat down at the table to finally eat.

  “Baby, I was wondering if I could use your credit card to go shopping today for some maternity clothes.” She asked.

  “Yeah baby, no problem. Matter of fact I’ll call American Express and have them add you to the account, so that you can have your own. That way you won’t have to ask me to buy anything for my baby. You will be able to just get it on your own.” I told her.

  “Thanks boo.” Katrina said as she got up and took a seat on my lap. She gave me a soft kiss on the lips.

  After we finished eating, she cleared the table and I went into the living room to relax and watch some TV, while she headed out to do some shopping. I dozed off for a minute, but was awoken by the beeping sound of my phone. I check it and sighed. I had a missed call from that area code I knew all too well, 517. Only people that would be calling me from East Lansing, Michigan would be my folks there, or Kema, and I wasn’t talking to either one of them any time soon. I switched my phone to silent and laid back in my recliner to finish my nap. I was living the life now where I had everything I wanted; everybody else could kiss my ass.

  EDDIE

  I never would have thought that my shit would be like it is now. For years, I was able to have things under control and keep both of my women at bay without my wife finding out about my other family. Now it seems that Yolanda thinks that she running shit! I thought I had made myself clear to that bitch the last time, but obviously I didn’t.

  As for Pam, I know she’s up to some shit. After she tried to get buck with me about seeing Yolanda and my girls at the preseason game with my jersey on, she’s been keeping her distance from me. She’s acting like I don’t even sleep in the same bed as her or live under the same fucking roof! I know how my wife gets down, especially when it comes to dealing with me and other women; her being quiet and distancing herself is out of the ordinary. I know one thing for sure, I don’t know exactly what Yolanda is trying to do, but I meant with every fiber in me when I said I wasn’t leaving my home for her ass or anybody else!

  I had just left the stadium from practice and decided that now was the time for me to have a serious ass conversation with Yolanda. I know I should be taking my ass home and trying to get back into my wife’s good graces, but I had to nip this shit in the bud first. As I drove, I was trying so hard to calm myself down, because I was pissed. All I could think about was wrapping my hands back around that bitch’s neck and squeezing hard until her fucking eyes popped out! Today will be the first time I will be seeing Yolanda since everything happened. About twenty minutes later, I pulled into her driveway, cut the car off and took a deep breath before getting out.

  As soon as I stuck my key in the door, a knot began to form in my stomach because I knew this was the last place I wanted and needed to be. My girls must have heard me coming through the door because soon as I opened it, the both bum rushed me.

  “Daddy!” they yelled in unison.

  I bent down and greeted my babies with open arms. I admit, getting all the hugs and kisses
from them made me realize just how much I’d missed them.

  “Daddy we missed you! Where have you been?” My oldest Raven questioned.

  “Yeah, daddy. I asked mommy and she said you were probably with your wife, but I know that’s not true because mommy is your wife, right daddy?” Rai questioned me. She had her hand planted on her hip, as she looked like she was waiting on me to answer.

  I swear, even though Rai was the youngest, she was certainly the boss of the two.

  “I miss you girls too! We’re going to have a daddy daughter day coming up soon.” I told them, avoiding the question about being asked if their momma was my wife.

  “You promise?” Rai asked with wide eyes.

  “I promise baby.”

  “Yay!” they both yelled, jumping up and down.

  I had to make sure that I made good on my promise to them because I would hate to disappoint my babies.

  “Where’s your mom?” I asked, even though I dreaded actually seeing her.

  “She’s upstairs in her room. She said she needed some alone time and for us to come down and watch TV.” Raven informed me.

  “Ok, I’m going to go check on her, you guys stay down here and keep watching television.”

  They headed back into the living room to do just as I’d asked, while I went up the stairs to see Yolanda. Once as I opened her room door, I found her lying in the bed against the headboard. She was watching that Love and Hip Hop bullshit. I walked over to her, snatched the remote off of the bed and shut that shit off.

  “Look, this ain’t yo’ fucking house that you come home to every night, so I would appreciate it if you wouldn’t come in here and try to boss shit Eddie!” Yolanda shouted, sitting up in the bed.

  “Oh, this ain’t my house, but I pay every bill in this muthafucka right? How about you go out and get a job and take over paying for all this shit? Until then, I do run this!” I snapped back at her ass, as I went and stood over by her side of the bed.