Your Man Chose Me by Racquel Williams

Author:Racquel Williams [Williams, Racquel]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2016-07-07T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE

Ayana

I made my way back to the east side, and that’s when it hit me: I couldn’t go home. I was scared. If the police were looking for me, that’s the first place they would go. I knew I shot her ass, but I wasn’t sure she was dead. I knew if she made it, her old police ass would snitch on me. I was getting agitated, because I didn’t come up with an escape plan.

I couldn’t think straight. I needed a fucking drink for real, something to calm my nerves. I grabbed my pack of cigarettes, and I snatched one out of the box. I drove to Mama’s house even though I didn’t want to deal with this bitch; but, shit, I didn’t have anyone else to turn to.

I rang the doorbell and nervously waited, all while looking around. I wasn’t sure if the police had been here.

“What the hell you ringing down my damn bell like that for?” She swung the door open.

I pushed her out of the way and walked inside. I wasn’t in the mood to deal with this bitch.

“Well, excuse me; you must think this is our shit. Nah, this my house and I would love for you to call before you pop up over here. Shit, I could’ve had company. Plus, the last time I saw your ass, you cussed me out like a dog.”

“Isn’t your old ass tired of fucking?” I asked sarcastically.

“Watch yo’ damn mouth,” she scolded, still holding the door wide open.

“Did the police come here? And shut the damn door,” I yelled.

“Why would the police come here?” She looked at me. “What kind of trouble have you managed to get yourself in?” She stepped closer to me.

“Don’t you look at me like that. Just answer my damn question: did the police come here, bitch?”

“Ain’t nobody come here, but I tell you what: if you know yo’ ass in trouble, you need to leave up out my shit. I ’ont need no police snooping ’round here.”

“Man, shut up already. You ain’t say all that shit when yo’ ass was bouncing checks left to right. Who help yo’ ass pay off that shit? Yes, that was me. So get off your fucking high horse. I need a place to crash for a few days.”

I walked away from her. This bitch had my nerves on the edge. I walked in the kitchen and started searching the cabinets. I saw a bottle of Paul Masson. I didn’t like that cheap shit, but it would do for now. I put the bottle to my head and drank. The cheap liquor stung my throat as I swallowed. I leaned against the counter as the liquor hit my body. I put the bottle back and walked into her back room. I was tired and distraught; I just wanted to lie down. As soon as my head hit the bed, I heard her hollering.

“Ayana, come here,” I heard Mama holler.

What the fuck her drunk ass wants now? I thought as I got up off the mattress that was on the floor.

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