Raven's Cravings by Angel Williams

Author:Angel Williams [Williams, Angel]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: United States, Urban, African American, Genre Fiction, Literature & Fiction
Amazon: B004TXNXS0
Publisher: Star City Publications
Published: 2011-03-25T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

It had been eight months since baby Kyle was born. Killa and I couldn't help ourselves and still didn't bother to use any protection, now I was six months pregnant with his second son. After I gave birth to baby Kyle, my doctor told me not to have sex for six to eight weeks and if I did, for me to use protection because I was fertile and was much more likely to conceive again if I didn't use it. But, him telling me that was like sitting crack in front of a crack head and telling them not to get high.

Killa and I made our bed and had to lie in it. When we told Mrs. Dunlap about me being pregnant again, we both thought she was going to snap, but instead, her reply was, “Bring the grandbabies on!” Killa said she always wanted to be a grandmother, and I could tell she enjoyed being a grandmother the way she always care for baby Kyle. She took him everywhere she went. At night, sometimes she got him out of his bedroom and we would wake up to find baby Kyle in the bed with her. He was the same about his granny, baby Kyle adored her to death. When she left the house, sometimes he would cry and have such a big hissy fit, and we would have to call her to come back to calm him down.

I thought Killa was going to be mad about me being pregnant again, but he said he was trying to get me pregnant the whole time. I told him I was going to have to look for work to help him take care of the kids. His reply was, “Baby, my wife ain't working nowhere. I'ma just have to hustle hard while it's money to be made.” There was plenty of money to be made on these Baltimore streets; it was a gold mine you just had to know how to hustle to get your money up.

Killa would only be outside for a few hours and came back with enough money to pay monthly rent, our phone bills, put food on the table, and take us out on weekly shopping sprees. My only concern was his safety; the streets were not games at all. Far as I knew, he didn't have any enemies except the ones who shot me, but they were history. The problem had been dealt with. But, when you were a king like Killa and getting a lot of paper, you automatically accumulated beef and haters. A nigga could be staring in your face and wanted you dead or already had a price on your head. You didn't know who to trust, so that was why Killa kept a tight circle, practically trusting no one. The only friend that I was able to have over to the house was Jodi. Shit, my own mother wasn't allowed to know where we lived. I didn't mind because once she knew where we lived, she would have found a way over to beg, or we would have gotten sudden break ins.

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