Read Side Chic 3 (The Ratchetness Continues) for Free Online

around some more.”
                  “I feel you.”
    We small talked for a while longer until Lola fell asleep. Once I noticed that s he’d fallen asleep. I got up, carried her back down the hall and placed her in her bassinet. Then I got dressed. I threw on a pair of baggy black basketball shorts and a wifebeater and slipped my feet in my black Tims. I walked back down the hall.
    “Lala have you seen my car keys?”
    “Yeah, they are on the counter in the kitchen.” She replied looking me up and down. “Tre, should you be driving?”
    “Yes mama, I’m good.” I joked.
    “Are you sure?” She pressed. “I mean…don’t you think that it’s too soon to be driving? You are still really sore. What if someone pulls out in front of you or something? You may be a little too slow to react fast enough! And have you taken your pain medicine? Doesn’t that stuff make you a little drowsy?”
    I was very grateful that she was worried about me but I hoped that she wasn’t getting the wrong idea about us. Friendship was truly the only thing that I was interested in. After all that had happened I wasn’t trying to go backwards. From here on out I was looking forward and trying like hell not to make any of the same bad choices that I’d made before and trying to be in a relationship with Lala or Kisha for that matte would be a bad choice. I’d never get any peace because the two of them would stay at each other’s throats. I didn’t want all of the chaos in my life. I just wanted to live peacefully.
    “I appreciate your concern but I’m good.” I told her. “I’ll be back in a little while.” I could tell by the expression on her face that she still wasn’t too pleased with my decision to drive but she didn’t say anything else. I walked over and kissed Laila and told her that I loved her. After almost losing my life a few weeks ago, I wasn’t sure if I would make it back so I felt it to be necessary for me to kiss my babies and tell them that I loved them in case my black ass didn’t make it back.
    I left headed nowhere in particular but ended up at Tyson’s crib. Well his mama’s crib. He’d been back living at home since his ex-girl had put him out. I got out and knocked on the door, a few seconds later I heard him unlocking the locks. He swung the door open, when he saw that it was me a wide grin formed on his lips revealing a mouthful of gold fronts.
    “Oh shit! My nigga done made it home!” He hollered pulling me into a big brotherly hug!
    “Ahhh…damn man…chill!” I yelled out in pain. He was squeezing me too tight.
    He instantly let go of me , a worried expression covered his face. “Oh damn man my bad.” He apologized. “Shit, I’m so glad to see your ass that I forgot all about your injuries. Come on in.” My hand went up to the wound in my chest. I rubbed the spot where I’d been shot. That spot was the sorest. Tyson had started inside but then looked back. “Are you alright?”
    “Yeah, I’m good.” He went on inside and I followed. When we passed by the living room I noticed Ms. Jackie sitting on the sofa watching TV and eating. “Hey Ms. Jackie.” I stuck my head in and spoke.
    She sat the plate of chicken that she’d been holding down on the coffee table. “Hey Tre, baby. Come here and give me a hug.” I walked over and hugged her. “How are you feeling?”
    “I’m feeling fine.” I replied offering her a warm smile.
    She shook her head her chubby hand went up in the air. “That sho’ is good! Yes Lawd, I’m certainly glad to hear that! I prayed for you! I asked the Lawd to bring you through and he did! Yes he did! Can’t nobody tell me that he ain’t good! You hear me?”
    “Thank you, Ms. Jackie for praying for me. I certainly appreciate it.”
    “No need to thank me baby, you need to thank the man upstairs! He is the one who brought you through this!”
    “Yes ma’ am, I have more times than you can imagine.” That wasn’t a lie. I’d been