if I played around in the clubs and shit, trying to be VIP and popping bottles and shit. Nope, I wasn’t doing all that for this bitch.
“You can come through for that surprise, but I ain’t going out.”
“Daddy, please.”
“Bitch, quit begging! I just said I wasn’t going no damn where, hell. Let me know if you want to come through or not, though.” I said, releasing the call. We didn’t have nothing else to talk about unless she was saying she wanted to swallow my kids. I was ready for today to be over already.
Chapter 3
Renzo
I rolled over and instantly got irritated. Jessa was laying there looking like… hell, I don’t even have the right words for it, but her entire presence pissed me the hell off. Jessa was nothing like she was when we first got married. Before, she would take care of herself; she cooked, she cleaned, and she worked, but the moment we said I do, all that shit went down the drain.
“Good morning, baby.” She said, rolling over trying to give me a kiss. I wasn’t in the mood to be lovey dovey with her. Hell, I was two seconds away from leaving her ass altogether, so she wasn’t getting no affection from me. I really tried to do right by my wife, but her new found attitude wasn’t sitting well with me.
“Hey, Daddy.” Raven said, jumping up and down in the bed.
“Raven, get your bad ass down hell.” Jessa fussed. Raven was only three, and I really didn’t think it was appropriate for her to be talking to a three-year-old that way. I shook my head and walked into the kitchen to make Raven some breakfast. It wasn’t like her sorry ass mother was going to get up and do it or anything like that.
“Momma is mean Daddy. Can I go with you?” Raven said. That little girl was too smart for her own good. I wanted to take my baby girl with me, but I had entirely too much shit to do today, so maybe my mother wouldn’t mind watching her. Me and my father had retired my mother about two years ago, so her ass didn’t do nothing but shop anyway. I loved my mother, but she couldn’t stand Jessa. She would always tell me she didn’t know what I saw in her, and she didn’t trust her, but my love for Jessa ran deep.
Jessa and I were high school sweethearts; she was there when I didn’t have anyone else to talk to, and she even took a few charges for me, which is why I had to give her my last name. I felt like she was a rider, but now, I wasn’t so sure, because her entire attitude seemed to have changed overnight. After making Raven a bowl of Lucky Charms, I decided to call my mom and see if she wanted to keep Raven for the day. She answered on the second ring sounding like her jolly self.
“Hey son. What’s up over there?”
“Nothing, momma. Same old stuff, just a different day. You know how that goes. What you doing over there?” I asked, just making small talk with her, while I straightened up around the kitchen. Just looking at the kitchen had me shaking my head. Jessa didn’t do shit all day, so why couldn’t she clean a few dishes and sweep the floors was beyond me.
“Nothing, I was just getting ready to start dinner.”
“At nine in the morning momma.” I said, chuckling. “Who the hell finna eat a full course dinner this early in the morning?” I asked.
“Well, you know how my men are. I just want to make sure I have some food for you all to eat whenever you all are ready. Quit acting like you don’t already know how your mother gets down boy.” She said. My mother was an old soul; she believed that a woman should stay and take care of home while the man was the provider. She wasn’t a lazy woman though. She did believe that theory that a woman should be domestic, but she got up and went to work as well. She started off as an elementary school teacher, and then, she became a principal, which she did up until two years ago. Her and my