Hoes Be Winning 3 - The Final Hoedown: Hoes Be Winning, #3

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Prologue Hoes Be Winning 2

(These Hoes Ain’t Got No Manners)

Confessions

B aby you've been quiet the entire ride home. What's wrong? Is something going on at the job site? You've seemed upset ever since you took that phone call. Nicole asked snuggling up to Kendrick on the couch. My dad really liked you. He was really talking your ear off, she said laughing.

Your dad was cool. Your whole family was. Baby, I need to talk to you about something. Kendrick said taking a sip of his drink.

Nicole sat up.

Kendrick felt like he wanted to pass out. Leave, anything, but have this conversation with her.

Baby what's wrong? Nicole asked rubbing his face.

You know you can tell me about anything. I'm here for you.

FUCK!

She trusts me and I should have told her before now. I need to tell you about Tierrany. Nicole's back went straight.

Who the hell is Tierrany?

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Tierrany

I'm Back!

Tierrany laid back in her bed channel surfing. Hmm? What have I missed on the Real Housewives of Atlanta? After watching and laughing at the show a few minutes she glanced at the clock. Now here it is eight at night and Kendrick's ass ain’t made it here yet? Oh, what's really going on? There used to be a time when I sent a text, that nigga was right back at me within seconds. Now here I am up here been waiting hours on his ass? Oh hell no. That can only mean one thing. There's another woman involved. I know one thing. Whoever she is she better be ready to step aside because the future Mrs. Tierrany Taylor is back!

Hoes Be

Winning

3

The

Final Hoe Down

By

Ms.Bam

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1. I'm Back

Tierrany

I laid back in my comfortable king sized bed trying to calm my damn nerves the best way I could. I can't believe this shit. I know a bitch like me been down for a minute...no thanks to Kendrick's ass. But he better realize who the fuck I am. Who I will always be. Mrs. Tierrany Taylor. I don't give a damn if it is unofficial. I'm wifey. Have been since Kendrick and I were 16 years old and will remain wifey until the day we fuckin' die.

I know one thing is for sure, Kendrick better walk his fine black ass up in here quick to get me or there's gonna be hell to pay. Pure muthafuckin' hell.

I grabbed my call button so one of the nursing assistants would come to my room. Hell, they're assistants, so it was time to do some goddamn assisting. See this the shit I don't like right here. After all these years together, hell these last two years I haven't even spoken to his ass and he still has the ability to make me hotter than fish grease. It has to be love. What else could it be?

A few moments later there was a knock at my door and one of the nursing assistants, Marcia walked cautiously into the room.

I don't know why you're peeping your big nose around the corner like I'ma do something to your ass. I need a phone book. I also need some money and know I have plenty on my account. I'm hungry and I want to order some Chinese food. Do you have any menus at the nurse's station? I know you do. All y'all asses do is sit out there at the nursing station ordering food in....that's half the reason most of y'all asses big as hell. I've never seen so many fat, unhealthy looking ass health professionals. Out there gossiping instead of looking in on these patients. I said pointing my finger at her.

Damn, I had to smile inwardly at my own damn self. No one but me could snap out of a damn near walking vegetative state and pop right back up like a boss bitch that ain’t never left the scene. Going on a tirade cussin' folks out and giving orders and shit like a boss bitch do.

Umm, well Ms. Wade it's kind of late. The doctor would like for you to be on a light diet considering the fact you've barely eaten anything other than a liquid diet the entire two years you've been with us. Marcia said, her voice becoming firmer with each word she spoke.

This hoe trying to grow some titties and buck up, I  thought laughing to myself. Ass mad because I called her big nose. Her fuckin' nose is big. Nose damn near look like a dick hanging on her face.

Look Marcia... just because I didn't speak to none of y'all goddamn asses doesn't mean I didn't eat. Had you muthafuckas given me some decent food, I would have eaten it. All the money it costs to stay here and the food is nasty. I did eat those little sandwiches Y'all left at night and the fruit cups. Hell, I was like Subway Jared...without the Subway sandwiches. Now that I'm choosing to get back to my life, a sista like me would like some damn Chinese food. Bring me a damn menu. Please don't stand here debating the issue with me before I have to raise up off this damn bed and slap the shit out of your simple ass. Hurry the fuck up. I said.

Hell, I was already mad as hell about getting this damn message sent to me from Kendrick talking about he wasn't gonna be able to make it over to see me until the morning. Say what? I couldn't believe that shit. What the hell could Kendrick have going on more important than me? That's the real goddamn question! Now this bitch arguing with me about some damn food? The Lord knows he's trying to test me on my first day back in the world. It was damn near easier not speaking a word to anyone.

Yes, ma’am. I'll get the phone book for you. Marcia said as she quickly rushed out of the door.

I raised up out of the bed and walked to the window. I can't even lie, Kendrick did hook me up. It was a beautiful room. Hell the entire facility was top notch...well except for the food situation. I would have expected nothing less of Kendrick. Why isn't he here though?

I know in his eyes I showed out. But I had to handle my pain the best way I knew how to handle it and for me, that meant shutting down. Completely. I haven't spoken a single solitary ass word to anyone for the last two years. The first year I was truly in pain. Everything I'd gone through had me in shock. I couldn't sleep and I welcomed the pills they gave me to help shut out the world.

The second year I didn't speak out of anger. Anger and hostility that I wanted to take out on Kendrick directly. I knew one way to hurt him to the core was to deny him me. So I did. Kendrick more than anyone should understand the way I felt. After all... for as much as I loved Kendrick, he was the cause of every single ounce of my pain. It may have taken me two years to forgive him, to want to live again, but I'm ready now. His ass better be ready for me too because I don't give a damn what he has going on right now. His woman, his MAIN woman is back.

I stood up and walked to the full-length mirror on the wall. I looked like a totally different person. I'ma have to really show Kendrick some love for sending over my stylist every Wednesday for the last two years. Lord knows my hair was the last thing on my mind while I was recuperating. Healing my soul, purging myself of the pain. Damn, I thought raising my shirt up to look at my svelte, flat stomach. I could feel tears smarting in the corners of my eyes. Nope Tierrany. That is done and over with. Don't even let your mind go there. Not yet at least.

I turned around to check out my ass. Now I will need to do some squats...all that laying around has taken a toll on my once voluptuous ass. Hell, my ass is my pride and joy. Overall the weight loss, though unintentional, looked good on me. Damn good. Back in the day, I prided myself on my once thick, curvaceous body. Hell, I had been 180lbs and damn proud of it. I didn't give a damn what those weight charts said. I was 5'7 in flat feet. Fuck a chart. I looked damn good. One of the baddest bitches Richmond. I knew it and so did every damn body else.

When the doctor came in earlier and weighed me I was 135lbs. Big nose Marcia was exaggerating. I ate my cereal in the morning too. Shit once I get out of this place and have myself a shopping spree... oh you best believe I'ma be on some supermodel shit then. Who but Tierrany Wade aka Tierrany Taylor could spring back from damn near the grave looking better than ever? Nobody but me bitches! I thought-stifling a laugh.

The phone rang loudly interrupting my self-appraisal in the mirror. I walked over to my night-stand quickly to answer it. This better not be Marcia telling me they don't have any damn menus because she knows she's a damn lie, I thought frowning

Hello ? I answered the phone with an attitude ready to act a fool with Marcia.

Oh you still woke? asked Kendrick's familiar voice. I didn't give a damn if I went a hundred years without hearing from him. I'd know his voice.

Well if I wasn't, I damn sure would be now. Why are you calling this damn phone instead of being here with me right now Kendrick? I know they called you well before now because I made them call you in front of me. It's bad enough your visits have trickled down to zero. So what's up? Nigga, are you neglecting me and leaving me alone when I need you the most...again?

I'll be there in 30 minutes Tierrany, Kendrick said hanging up the phone.

Ummph! Now see I didn't even wanna go there with his ass but a bitch like me will say what needs to be said to get the results I desire. I don't care if you're dealing with the so-called hardest nigga around. When he is truly guilty and knows that shit. A guilt trip will work wonders on that ass.

Even though I do love Kendrick and am IN love with him till this day. He owes me. In more ways than one. By the time I'm done, he's going to need to take stock in the Princess Caribbean cruise lines for the amount of guilt trips I'ma take him on. If I have too.

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2. Getting Right with God Serena

I looked around my apartment. After the incident last night with DonTravious it looked for lack of a better word. Dirty. My whole place felt soiled. I'd always taken great pride in my apartment, fixing it up just the way I wanted it to look. After all, it was my first place but after what that negro put me through last night? If I can come up with the money to move, I'm leaving quick, fast and in a hurry. DonTravious raped me in this apartment and I can't see myself staying here at all. I don't feel safe. What if he comes back?

To make matters worse, I'd called Adrienne six times tonight and not once did she answer the phone for me. I mean, I know I showed my ass something terrible when I ran into her at the Cheesecake Factory but we have been friends way too long for her not to even pick up the phone and see what I wanted. I picked up my cell phone to call her ass again. Ouch! I twisted my ass on the couch as I adjusted the ice pack I had laying gingerly in the crack of my ass.  I still should call the police on DonTravious's ass I thought, my lips turned down into a frown. I don't give a shit about his goddamn recording. Hell if anything, all that's going to do is make me famous. Look what it did for Kim Kardashian. Hell, that hoe has a baby with Kanye now and is paid for life! That hoe is winning.

Bitch why you steady calling this phone? I think we said everything that needs to be said between us don't you? Adrienne said answering the phone angrily.

I could tell by the tone of her voice she was not letting me off the hook easily. If at all.

Look, Adrienne, I know I was out of line with everything I said to you; You were just being my friend and trying to protect me. I should have known you were only looking out for my best interests. Please accept my apology. I said humbly. This entire situation has really changed my entire mindset. It had my whole entire being fucked up. I may even go to church service on Sunday. Hell, I need to get right with God.

Okay and? So what... you want to apologize I take it?

Damn. I could tell by the tone of her voice Adrienne was on the verge of giving me the business. I was going to have to beg for her friendship.

Yes, Adrienne. I really do. Hell, it's only been what a day? I don't want to let too much time go by without trying to make things right between us. I really need to make amends with you. I could really use a friend right now. I pleaded my voice cracking with tears.

There was complete silence on the other end of the line.

Had this bitch hung up on me? Adrienne are you there?

Yeah, I'm here hoe. I knew there had to be an ulterior motive for you to be calling me so soon. Your ass don't ever call just to call. What happened? The nigga rape you too? Adrienne asked sarcastically.

I immediately burst into tears. I couldn't help it. What made it all the worse was that I knew he had done this to another woman and for my own selfish reasons I faithfully stood by his ass. I had set myself up for this shit all in the name of good dick. I couldn't get a word out beyond the tears and sniffling. I was a wreck.

Are you fucking kidding me, Serena? That nigga DonTravious actually raped you? Adrienne asked incredulously. DAMN! I can't say I'm surprised. You shouldn't be either because you knew what he'd tried to do to Nicole. You knew it, Serena. Look I'll be over in a few minutes because I know your crazy ass don't have any other friends but I'm telling you right now, our friendship is over. It'll never be the same after the horrible things you said to me. I'm only coming now because I know you ain’t got nobody and I'm trying to be a decent human being. So the choice is yours...do you want me to come or not? Because I sure was ready to lay it down for the night and I already took my bra off? Chile please. Adrienne said.

Can you please come, Adrienne. I really need you. I asked. I had no other choice but to settle for whatever kindness Adrienne chose to show me after the way I'd treated her. All I knew is I needed her friendship more than ever right now. I didn't have anyone else.

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3. Who The Hell is Tierrany? Nicole

Tondellya I'm so glad you asked me over tonight, I needed some downtime. Girl the verdict of this trial has my head all messed up. I mean, I knew there was a possibility DonTravious could get off but damn...the justice system didn't do right by me at all. I said taking a sip of my ice tea.

Tondellya had invited me over to Antonio's place to have dinner and hang out with her and baby Jada since she was on nanny duty. I looked around Antonio's place, I'd never been here before. It was beautiful. Tondellya had already told me Antonio had given her the green light to decorate his home as she pleased but damn! I could tell she'd gone all out. It was gorgeous. Plush couches, warm earth tones throughout with splashes of bright teal to set it off. I was impressed. It was classy yet comfortable.

Tondellya you did your thing decorating this house! It's beautiful. You mean to tell me, Antonio, just let your ass run free with the money? You didn't even have to run shit past him? Tondellaya broke into a wide grin.

Baby no! He said he wanted his spot to be on point. You know he only has temporary full custody of my lil Jada boo until they go to court. Pretty soon they gon' be doing home visits and shit so he wanted it to be on point when they come through and you know him and Kendrick are so busy building these houses he ain’t got time to do it. It's cool though, it was fun spending someone else's money. Do you really like it? Tondellya asked smiling as she looked around.

" Girl yes! I don't think Antonio