Still thicker than water Read Online Free
Author: Allen Takerra
made her way through the dark hallway to the front door.
“ I said I was coming, damn,” she snapped, finally snatching the door open. She rolled her eyes seeing that it was only Nikki, her brother’s ex, and the mother of her nieces. She had Tatum’s two nieces - Chanel and Tangee, all bundled up in their matching pink Northface coats, with McDonald’s bags in their hands. Tatum brightened seeing the girls.
“ Hey mamas, did you guys have fun?”
They nodded and made their way into the house past her, desperate for heat and their fast food fixes.
“ Bye girls! Love you!” Nikki screamed after them, but they were already inside. “Damn Tay, what took you so long to come to the door? You know I got my six o’clock meeting today.”
Nikki was a recovering cocaine addict, who unbeknownst to Tatum and the girls, had been clean for the past year and getting her life in order. She had recently been granted unsupervised visits with Chanel and Tangee, which Tatum was no huge fan of.
“ Well, I guess you better get going then,” Tatum quipped nonchalantly.
“ Yeah, I guess…bye Tay,” Nikki added, double stepping down the stairs and back to her 1988 Subaru in a rush. She was trying desperately to get back in Tatum’s good graces after abandoning her children for mostly all of their lives, but Tatum was making that extremely difficult to do.
Tatum watched with contempt as Nikki pulled off, and then she shut her door on the cold December weather. She was happy the girls were back home so that they could enjoy some quality time together, and so that she could finally take her mind off of other things.
Chapter 3 - Anticipation
“ Okay so, can you answer me this one question Sasha…Why the fuck, do you have so many outfits for two days?”
Sasha turned around with a fake attitude but then busted out laughing. She was standing in her walk in closet, packing her Louis Vuitton duffel bag, and her childhood friend Jayde, was sitting on her bed giving her the 21 question session.
“ Actually it’s for three days, and I don’t know, I’m not sure what the weather is like in Jersey,” Sasha defended with a serious face, but not making eye contact as she tossed another pair of jeans into the bag.
Jayde rolled her eyes and took her nail file out of her purse, not believing a single word Sasha was saying. As she filed her nails, she continued her accusations.
“ Yeah, whatever. All you gotta say is I wanna make sure I look good when I go see my baby daddy, Jayde. That’s all.”
“ I told you I’m not going to see him,” Sasha said in a hushed whisper. “And stop being so loud before Mike hears you.”
Jayde sucked her teeth.
“ Mike, Smike, whatever. I don’t care if that little mothafucka hears me! Aint like he gonna do shit, he’s softer than cotton, Sash,” Jayde chuckled.
Sasha studied Jayde, sitting there perched up like the Queen of England, and she wanted to defend Mike, but she knew Jayde was telling the truth. And if the truth needed to be told, Jayde would do the honors. She didn’t bite her tongue for anyone, and standing at 5 feet 10 inches with bold emerald green eyes, long flowing jet-black hair, and the best body that her money could and had bought her, people were either intimidated by her height, her beauty, or both. And she used it to her advantage.
Sasha had known Jayde since she was younger, when she used to live in Atlanta as a girl. Their parents had been close and they had grown up together. They had lost touch when Sasha moved to Jersey, but when she came back to the South, she was happy to link back up with Jayde. It was good to have a friend close by with Tatum being so far away.
And Jayde was the friend to have. While Sasha had gone off to college and fell in love, gotten pregnant and lived the hood fairytale, Jayde had stayed
“ I said I was coming, damn,” she snapped, finally snatching the door open. She rolled her eyes seeing that it was only Nikki, her brother’s ex, and the mother of her nieces. She had Tatum’s two nieces - Chanel and Tangee, all bundled up in their matching pink Northface coats, with McDonald’s bags in their hands. Tatum brightened seeing the girls.
“ Hey mamas, did you guys have fun?”
They nodded and made their way into the house past her, desperate for heat and their fast food fixes.
“ Bye girls! Love you!” Nikki screamed after them, but they were already inside. “Damn Tay, what took you so long to come to the door? You know I got my six o’clock meeting today.”
Nikki was a recovering cocaine addict, who unbeknownst to Tatum and the girls, had been clean for the past year and getting her life in order. She had recently been granted unsupervised visits with Chanel and Tangee, which Tatum was no huge fan of.
“ Well, I guess you better get going then,” Tatum quipped nonchalantly.
“ Yeah, I guess…bye Tay,” Nikki added, double stepping down the stairs and back to her 1988 Subaru in a rush. She was trying desperately to get back in Tatum’s good graces after abandoning her children for mostly all of their lives, but Tatum was making that extremely difficult to do.
Tatum watched with contempt as Nikki pulled off, and then she shut her door on the cold December weather. She was happy the girls were back home so that they could enjoy some quality time together, and so that she could finally take her mind off of other things.
Chapter 3 - Anticipation
“ Okay so, can you answer me this one question Sasha…Why the fuck, do you have so many outfits for two days?”
Sasha turned around with a fake attitude but then busted out laughing. She was standing in her walk in closet, packing her Louis Vuitton duffel bag, and her childhood friend Jayde, was sitting on her bed giving her the 21 question session.
“ Actually it’s for three days, and I don’t know, I’m not sure what the weather is like in Jersey,” Sasha defended with a serious face, but not making eye contact as she tossed another pair of jeans into the bag.
Jayde rolled her eyes and took her nail file out of her purse, not believing a single word Sasha was saying. As she filed her nails, she continued her accusations.
“ Yeah, whatever. All you gotta say is I wanna make sure I look good when I go see my baby daddy, Jayde. That’s all.”
“ I told you I’m not going to see him,” Sasha said in a hushed whisper. “And stop being so loud before Mike hears you.”
Jayde sucked her teeth.
“ Mike, Smike, whatever. I don’t care if that little mothafucka hears me! Aint like he gonna do shit, he’s softer than cotton, Sash,” Jayde chuckled.
Sasha studied Jayde, sitting there perched up like the Queen of England, and she wanted to defend Mike, but she knew Jayde was telling the truth. And if the truth needed to be told, Jayde would do the honors. She didn’t bite her tongue for anyone, and standing at 5 feet 10 inches with bold emerald green eyes, long flowing jet-black hair, and the best body that her money could and had bought her, people were either intimidated by her height, her beauty, or both. And she used it to her advantage.
Sasha had known Jayde since she was younger, when she used to live in Atlanta as a girl. Their parents had been close and they had grown up together. They had lost touch when Sasha moved to Jersey, but when she came back to the South, she was happy to link back up with Jayde. It was good to have a friend close by with Tatum being so far away.
And Jayde was the friend to have. While Sasha had gone off to college and fell in love, gotten pregnant and lived the hood fairytale, Jayde had stayed
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