Chapters (23)
“I already looked. He keep it under this tile in the kitchen. Or in this hole back in the linen closet. But it’s all gone. I checked. The popos got that shit.”
“Damn! Mothafuckas …”
“I need five hundred dollars.”
“You know not to even look over here.”
“That or two heavy ass feet.”
“For what?”
“Jump on my stomach and make me lose this shit.”
“Girl, no! That shit don’t work. ’Member Tonya Gray tried that when we was in eighth grade? Broke her pelvis but didn’t lose that baby. His head just shaped funny.”
“Well Nakesha, what else I’m gone do? I don’t have no money. My baby don’t have no daddy. I don’t have no daddy either. I can’t do this, Nakesha.”
“See, I told you to quit letting him hit it raw. I told you …”
“Yeah, you told me. Don’t matter now.”
“Girl, you just need a spliff. Shoot, I need one.”
“Nakesha, I’m pregnant, remember?”
“So! That’s even more reason. You stressed. When I was doing it with Darnell he told me two pulls off a blunt and every single muscle in your body relax. Instantly! Even your eyelids.”
“Girl, quit talkin’ ’bout it ’cause you gonna make me knock on apartment three-oh-one and cop a nick …”
“Shit, do it for me if you ain’t gonna do it for yourself. Ain’t no tweak in the world like that. Ain’t nothin’ like that tweak …”
“I’m not doin’ it, and your ass don’t need to be doin’ iteither. You seen the commercials. You know what your brain look like on drugs. So imagine my baby’s brain. He ain’t even got a brain yet.”
“How you know it’s a he? Shivana, I want you to have a she!”
“Don’t matter. I ain’t havin’ a he or a she. Only thing I’m havin’ is an abortion. I just gotta figure out how to get the money …”
“See, you gettin’ rid of it anyway so what the hell you care what its brain look like? I don’t do it all the time no more, so one more time shouldn’t hurt. My mama smoked weed all when she had me and I came out alright.”
“You sure ’bout that?”
“Don’t play with me bitch …”
“How you know what your mama did when you were in her stomach?”
“Look, I know she smoked it with Darion and Joy. So why wouldn’t she have done it with me?”