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When she finally shed those layers of protection, she was a fucking beast behind closed doors. She sucked dick like it was the last piece of meat in her possession as the world came to a screeching halt and humanity as we knew it ended. She worked her pussy like she was trying to trap a nigga and have him sign papers on that motherfucker. She cooked like she was trying to light the path to my heart. She cleaned like a mental patient who was obsessed with cleanliness or a pure germaphobe. Mommas was the total package and a nigga would have to put me in the mud before I came up off her. When I
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“Nel, Nelso, whatever your name is, my nigga, I just want to give thanks to you, my nigga, for doing whatever the fuck you did and blessing me with the best fucking thing that’s ever happened to me. She’s one of a kind, bro.
“She fucking the boss now, dog. When you see her in the streets, look the other way and we gon’ be aight. No hard feelings. It’s love, all love, ’cause you the nigga I have to thank for giving my baby up. That extra key on me.” I chuckled. “And that still ain’t enough ’cause I could never repay a nigga for fucking up that bad.”
“Never feel threatened by a nigga in my presence. I will kill everything breathing in this bitch about you. Don’t ever get that twisted. For you, I will clear a whole town. For you, I will lay shit down. For you, I will wage war. For you, G, hell ain’t even the limit. Fix your face, that’s your past. I’m your future.”
“Marry me, Mommas,” I begged. “Have my babies. Please, marry me. Be mine forever.”
“Whatever. I can be a bit toxic sometimes. I don’t mean no harm. I just need somebody that can get with my shit when I’m getting with the shit. I can’t take a motherfucker that’s gon’ run cry. Nah, come punch me in my eye. Black that motherfucker so I know not to play with you no more.”
Again, breakups happen, but friendship breakups—that is pain on an entirely different level.
“Why isn’t he—why isn’t it him? Why isn’t he here? Wh-why is he doing this to me? I’ve done nothing but love him with every fiber in my body. Doesn’t he know that I love him? Doesn’t he know that he’s my world? Doesn’t he know that I-I can’t breathe without him? Doesn’t he know that my body aches for him? Doesn’t he know, Mercer?”
