It was a never ending battle with her sons when it came to leaving the T.V. on whenever they weren’t watching it. Skye knew it was a hard habit for them to break since they’d grown up with Ms. Petra always doing everything for them. At that moment, she wondered again what Kareem had to do that was so important.
“It’s not like his lazy ass has a job,” she said to herself.
Deciding to deal with him later, Skye kicked off her shoes and glanced at The Wendy Williams show and caught herself saying, “How you doin’?”
Turning the volume down a bit, she walked to her bedroom to throw on a pair of leggings along with a big t-shirt to get comfortable. She’d been in the same tight jeans for ten long hours. However, when Skye turned the corner her eyes almost popped out of her head when she saw Kareem sitting on her bed with his head tilted back and a female down on his knees giving him head. She immediately became enraged.
“What the fuck? Have you lost your damn mind, Kareem?” she yelled.
The woman turned around, wiped her mouth and stood up looking at Skye with a smirk. Kareem quickly pulled his pants up and tried to apologize.
“Oh shit…my bad, Ma. Things got a little hot and heavy and we couldn’t make it to my room.”
“What? Hot and heavy my ass, get the hell out of my damn room. Is this what you had to do that was so important? Who the hell is this woman?” Skye pointed. “You know I don’t want any strangers in my house!”
“Ma, calm down. This is Le Le. She’s not a stranger,” Kareem replied.
“So, this is your mother,” Le Le said with a long stare.
“And you’re the infamous Le Le,” Skye replied while looking the woman up and down.
Le Le’s long, jet black weave was all over the place from Kareem rubbing his hands threw it. She took her fingers and attempted to try and comb it out of her face. After hearing Kareem talk about her for the past few weeks, Skye was shocked to see how old the woman seemed to be. With a name like Le Le, Skye thought she was Kareem’s age. However, she couldn’t hate on the woman’s skin, which was absolutely flawless.
“You should’ve had more class about yourself. Having sex in my bedroom is tacky and a little juvenile don’t you think?” Skye said to her.
“Look, I’m sorry, but your son was the one who invited me over here. How the hell was I supposed to know it was your room? You better fall the fuck back,” she shot back with an attitude.
“Who the fuck are you telling to fall back?” Skye asked walking up on her. “Bitch, you’re in my house!”
Kareem walked over and stood in front of the woman. “Ma, chill out.”
“Kareem, let’s go before this shit gets out of hand!” Le Le stated with authority, then walked towards the door.
“Kareem, you’re not going anywhere. Now, this bossy bitch can get the fuck out, but you’re not leaving!” Skye yelled. She looked at Le Le. “Did you know he was only seventeen?”
Kareem quickly stepped in before things got escalated. “Ma, why you trippin? How you gonna tell me how to live my life or who I should be with when you keep switching up men. You got yet another man living up in here. I like Cruze and all, but you got this nigga up in here acting like he run shit now. You so weak, you can’t even be alone without a man telling you what to do. Now you trying to judge Le Le and you don’t even know her.”
Le Le put her hand on hip and smiled. She was impressed that Kareem was standing up for her.
“I don’t want to know her,” Skye responded.
Le Le frowned. “And I don’t want to know you either!”
“Now you see why I don’t tell you nothing that’s going on in my life cause you so negative,” Kareem continued.
“Don’t try and flip this shit on me,” Skye replied. “I know a conniving bitch when I see one. And she has the nerve to be disrespectful!”
“I’m not gonna be too many more bitches,” Le Le fired back.
All of a sudden, Kareem’s bad
“It’s not like his lazy ass has a job,” she said to herself.
Deciding to deal with him later, Skye kicked off her shoes and glanced at The Wendy Williams show and caught herself saying, “How you doin’?”
Turning the volume down a bit, she walked to her bedroom to throw on a pair of leggings along with a big t-shirt to get comfortable. She’d been in the same tight jeans for ten long hours. However, when Skye turned the corner her eyes almost popped out of her head when she saw Kareem sitting on her bed with his head tilted back and a female down on his knees giving him head. She immediately became enraged.
“What the fuck? Have you lost your damn mind, Kareem?” she yelled.
The woman turned around, wiped her mouth and stood up looking at Skye with a smirk. Kareem quickly pulled his pants up and tried to apologize.
“Oh shit…my bad, Ma. Things got a little hot and heavy and we couldn’t make it to my room.”
“What? Hot and heavy my ass, get the hell out of my damn room. Is this what you had to do that was so important? Who the hell is this woman?” Skye pointed. “You know I don’t want any strangers in my house!”
“Ma, calm down. This is Le Le. She’s not a stranger,” Kareem replied.
“So, this is your mother,” Le Le said with a long stare.
“And you’re the infamous Le Le,” Skye replied while looking the woman up and down.
Le Le’s long, jet black weave was all over the place from Kareem rubbing his hands threw it. She took her fingers and attempted to try and comb it out of her face. After hearing Kareem talk about her for the past few weeks, Skye was shocked to see how old the woman seemed to be. With a name like Le Le, Skye thought she was Kareem’s age. However, she couldn’t hate on the woman’s skin, which was absolutely flawless.
“You should’ve had more class about yourself. Having sex in my bedroom is tacky and a little juvenile don’t you think?” Skye said to her.
“Look, I’m sorry, but your son was the one who invited me over here. How the hell was I supposed to know it was your room? You better fall the fuck back,” she shot back with an attitude.
“Who the fuck are you telling to fall back?” Skye asked walking up on her. “Bitch, you’re in my house!”
Kareem walked over and stood in front of the woman. “Ma, chill out.”
“Kareem, let’s go before this shit gets out of hand!” Le Le stated with authority, then walked towards the door.
“Kareem, you’re not going anywhere. Now, this bossy bitch can get the fuck out, but you’re not leaving!” Skye yelled. She looked at Le Le. “Did you know he was only seventeen?”
Kareem quickly stepped in before things got escalated. “Ma, why you trippin? How you gonna tell me how to live my life or who I should be with when you keep switching up men. You got yet another man living up in here. I like Cruze and all, but you got this nigga up in here acting like he run shit now. You so weak, you can’t even be alone without a man telling you what to do. Now you trying to judge Le Le and you don’t even know her.”
Le Le put her hand on hip and smiled. She was impressed that Kareem was standing up for her.
“I don’t want to know her,” Skye responded.
Le Le frowned. “And I don’t want to know you either!”
“Now you see why I don’t tell you nothing that’s going on in my life cause you so negative,” Kareem continued.
“Don’t try and flip this shit on me,” Skye replied. “I know a conniving bitch when I see one. And she has the nerve to be disrespectful!”
“I’m not gonna be too many more bitches,” Le Le fired back.
All of a sudden, Kareem’s bad
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