Free Sexy Little Liar by Noire Page B

the streets! She didn’t put no fear in my heart and I was ready to get at her mannish ass when it came down to my mom-ski!
    â€œOh yeah?” she said like I was just a barking lil pup. “Well that ain’t what I heard.”
    â€œWell you heard wrong then! My mother don’t need none of y’all to do shit for her! Ain’t none of y’all been coming around to see her, so I don’t know why you all of a sudden coming up in here now .”
    â€œLike I said, I just got out the joint and I wanted to show some love to Jude,” my aunt said calmly. “I been knowing your mother for a long time, Mink. We was friends long before you showed up on the scene. Me and Jude go way back, and there’s a lotta shit I could hip you to if you wasn’t so damn grown and hardheaded and quick with your goddamn mouth.”
    She looked at me like she wanted to backhand me, and then she shook her ugly bald head. “Shit, I know stuff you would pay good money to find out.”
    I smirked and fronted her off. “You don’t know a damn thing about me, Aunt Bibby. And even if you did, there ain’t nothing I need you or anybody else to tell me about my mother, okay? Y’all turned your backs on us when she had her accident and every last one of y’all tried to blame her for Daddy—”
    â€œNot me,” Aunt Bibby cut me off with a raised hand. “I ain’t never blamed her for what happened to Big Moe! The only thing I ever blamed Jude for was the crazy shit she was responsible for! And that was for not telling you that—”
    â€œYou blamed her too!” I spit. “I ain’t tryna hear a damn thing you gotta say!”
    â€œA’ight. That’s cool,” she said and stood up to leave. “I could hit you with some knowledge, but cool. Go ’head and stay blind, deaf, and dumb, Mink.”
    â€œI already got knowledge!” I hollered. “I got all the knowledge I need!”
    She sucked her teeth at me in stank disgust. “Ig’nant ass!” she hissed. “Y’all lil young bitches today wouldn’t recognize a stick of knowledge if it was ten inches long and had cum shooting out the tip.”

    Tears started rolling down Mama’s face as soon as Aunt Bibby walked outta the room. I felt like shit for arguing over her head like that, but I wasn’t the one who had started it.
    â€œHey, Mama. How you feeling today?” I asked, and sat back down next to her. She had her eyes closed tight, but with all that water seeping outta them I knew she wasn’t sleeping. I stared down at those closed eyes and admired my moms. I had the LaRue genes so I was the spitting image of my father, but mama was a real pretty woman too. She had soft hair and clear skin in a deep shade of caramel that was real gorgeous and attractive. Her eyes were big and brown, and back in the day when she used to smile a lot, her bright-white teeth would light up a room.
    I loved my mother all the way to the bone, but no matter how hard I tried, I just didn’t get it. I gazed into the sadness of her face and tried to figure out how deep a nigga’s pocket had to be and how low his dick had to swing to make a woman amp out and do the type of crazy shit that my mama had done.
    Run up on Lenox Avenue and tell your daddy to bring his ass home, Mama used to all the time tell me. Or, Wait ’til your daddy drives past and tell me which ho he got riding around in my goddamn car .
    I watched all the crazy changes she went through tryna keep up with Big Moe LaRue, and I swore all out I wasn’t never gonna love no man the way my mama had loved my daddy. Fuck all that! Let a nigga get sprung and love all over me .
    I leaned down and kissed her on the forehead. Even though Aunt Bibby and her shit-talking ass had gotten my temper up, I wasn’t gonna let it ruin my little bit of time with Mama, so I did like I usually did when I visited