home. She thought she was being overly dramatic with Trent. She wanted to put everything behind her and move forward, but she was going to have her cake and eat it, too.
“I’m so sick of being lonely every night while my man is out with his homies. I wanna know how it feels to loved,” Kendra sang and bobbed her head to every lyric of the Field Mob song as it played on the radio. She was just a few houses away from the Moore’s home when she saw someone that she had wanted to see for a long time. She stopped her car so abruptly that the tires screeched against the pavement. Her eyes were fixed and locked on Nicole. Kendra had always known that Nicole liked Trent, but she never thought that he would pay her any attention. She knew this was the Nicole who had texted Trent a few months back. Kendra decided that she would put an end to all of it as she double parked in the middle of the street. Kendra got out the car and walked to where Nicole was standing. On the inside, Nicole was fuming, but she was happy that Kendra wanted to talk to her, which made her part a lot easier.
“Aye, Nicole. Let me ask you something woman to woman,” Kendra said. Nicole stood there with her hands on her hips.
“Your suspicions are right,” Nicole said, tormenting Kendra. Nicole figured she should just come clean and stop beating around the bush. She was done hiding behind lies.
“My suspicions?” Kendra questioned.
“You stopped me because you want to know if I’ve been fucking Trent, so, like I said, your suspicions are right. Not only am I fucking him, my momma’s fucking him, too, and I’m three months pregnant. You’re going to be a step-mommy,” Nicole said harshly. She figured she might as well tell it all. He did’t give a fuck, and neither did she.
Kendra thought her ears were deceiving her as she heard Nicole’s voice echoing through her head, “Your suspicions are right. Not only am I fucking him, my momma’s fucking him, too, and I’m three months pregnant,” was all that kept replaying in her head. Kendra raised her hand.
“You gonna hit a pregnant woman?” Nicole asked.
“Bitch, your face ain’t pregnant,” Kendra said. Before she knew what she was doing, she had hit Nicole with a right hook.
“I’m only going to tell your ass this once. Fuck with my man again, and I’mma see that your bastard-ass child won’t make it into this world.”
As Kendra got back in her car and sped off, Nicole remained in the same spot with a dumbfounded look on her face. Concerned people asked if she was okay, but she just ignored them and kept it pushing. Nicole really hadn’t thought that one through. She was well aware that Kendra would put her hands on her. Apparently, Kendra had made her look like a fool, but Nicole kept her stride.
“All’s fair in love and war, baby,” Nicole said as she shook it off and continued walking to the Moore’s house.
Once she was outside of Trent’s parents’ home, she realized that she didn’t know how they would take this news because she had been friends with Treniyah since she was eight years old. She had enjoyed spending some summer and Christmas vacations with the Moores. She had practically lived with them from time to time.
When she was fifteen, she saw Trent coming out the bathroom after taking a shower with just a towel wrapped around his body. She instantly developed a crush on him. She was also fifteen when she started giving him oral sex. Trent was her first for everything, so, in her mind, he was rightfully hers. She had loved him ever since she first laid eyes on him. Every time she stayed the night over, she tried to figure out a way to sneak into his room.
Nicole opted to write Treniyah a letter explaining every detail because she was too afraid to face her best friend in the whole wide world. As Nicole was putting the letter in the mailbox, Treniyah exited the house and asked, “Hey, Nikki! What do you have in your hand?”
Tears formed in Nicole’s eyes. She didn’t want her friend to think any less of her, and she hoped that, no matter what happened, she would still be her friend and that she would choose to be a part of her niece’s or nephew’s life. “It’s a letter for you. I don’t know how to tell you the words, Tren, so I thought I’d write it down. Please don’t read it until after I’m gone.”
As Nicole walked away, Treniyah read the letter. By the time she finished, Nicole was out of sight. Treniyah was so wrapped up in the letter that she hadn’t noticed the dark green Nova parked across the street a few houses from their home. Treniyah was so confused by the information that she had just read that she was speechless.
The man in the dark green Nova had been casing the Moore’s home for a while, waiting on anyone to come or go from the house. He had been growing more and more impatient by the minute. He was just about to start his engine when luck struck his way. He watched when Kendra came and went. He even saw the dispute between Kendra and Nicole. His luck seemed to have gotten better when Treniyah appeared outside to talk to Nicole.
He stepped out the car, heading in Treniyah’s direction. She never even looked his way. She assumed that he was there for a neighbor. Before she realized what was happening, it was too late. The man walked up with a napkin in his hand. He covered Treniyah’s mouth with it, and she fainted instantly. He, then, picked her up and placed her in the backseat of his car. Another masked man grabbed her cell phone and placed it in one of the pockets of his jacket. Then, the driver drove to a secluded location in Long Beach.
Wiz was waiting for them when they arrived. He ordered them to tie Treniyah up. “Make sure y’all niggas don’t do anything to her unless I give you the green light. Is that understood?”
Both men nodded their heads. Wiz wanted for there to be a fair exchange for Trent’s sister. He wanted Trent. Things hadn’t been going as planned since he’d stepped back into the states. He had almost lost another of his boys when he was grazed by a bullet from Trent’s gun, so Wiz wasn’t leaving until he had his head.
Kendra was overwhelmed, but she knew that there was no forgiving Trent. This time, she was making sure to put her foot down. Kendra didn’t have time for the “I’m sorry’s” or “My bad’s”. She was more than fed up. This was the very straw that broke the camel’s back.
Kendra ran into her sister’s house. “I can’t believe this nigga,” she cried.
Nia looked at her sister and asked, “Why you keep doing this to yourself? Don’t you know you’re worth more than that?” Nia walked out the room. Frankly, she was tired of hearing about it.
Kendra followed behind her sister. “I’m dead serious. On my word, I’m good on that nigga. Can’t believe this bitch says she was carrying his baby,” a distraught Kendra said, holding her head down. That immediately had Nia’s full attention.
“What the fuck did you just say?” Nia asked, hoping her ears had heard wrong. “Wait a minute! Back that shit up! Who the fuck is pregnant, Ken?”
“That trifling bitch-ass Nicole. That bitch thought she was talking slick until I slapped the dog shit out of her,” Kendra answered, slapping the air like Nicole was in her presence.
“Yo, Ken! You can’t be hitting pregnant women. Your ass will end up where daddy at. Don’t be a stupid bitch.”
“Fuck that. I let that bitch know to stay the fuck away, or I’ll make sure her baby won’t be born.”
“So, what you plan on doing? You know I got your back.”
Kendra shook her head and shrugged her shoulders. “I don’t know what the fuck to do. I have so much going on in my mind right now that my head is killing me,” she spoke out.
“I wonder if Marcos’s ass knew anything about this shit. I’mma text his ass and find out. He probably was fucking the nigga’s sister for all I know. I don’t put nothing past niggas,” Nia said, reaching for her cell phone.
Kendra slapped the phone from her sister’s hand and said, “No! No! No! I don’t want Trent knowing that I know. If you tell Marcos, Marcos will warn him. ”
“Yeah. You’re right about that, but I wanna know if the nigga is out fucking hoes, too,” Nia said.
“I seriously doubt that. That nigga loves your dirty-ass panties. I think you done put a hex on that boy ‘cause he chases you around like a puppy,” Kendra said, laughing.
“Bitch, please. Me and this nigga wasn’t always like this. I had to tame that ass. Shit! You remember, when me
