Free Ratchet Bitches by Tiece

her straight shoulder length hair.
     
    “Mom, are you ready to go on our lunch date?” ShaKita asked. “Because you’re gonna mess around and get stuck in here with Lauren having conversations with Bianca like she’s gonna answer y’all.”
     
    “She just might,” Lauren responded. “Ain’t that right, B?”
     
    ShaKita laughed and grabbed her purse. “Let’s go Mom,” she said. “Have fun Sis.”
     
    “Oh, I will. I brought some headphones today,” she said reaching in her purse and pulling them out. “I’m gonna put these on Bianca’s ears and let her listen to her favorite jams.”
     
    “I think that’s so thoughtful of you, Lauren. BUT, don’t turn that music up in her ears too loud.” She said like she was about to go over a set of rules.
     
    “Mom,” ShaKita called out. “Lolo got this.”
     
    Mrs. Ware smiled and grabbed her purse then walked over and kissed Bianca on the lips. “Call me if my baby wakes up. Tell her that I’m just a few minutes away.”
     
    “Mom, I got you,” Lauren said just wanting to shoo her away because she knew that she didn’t really want to leave.
     
    “Okay,” she responded. “Love y’all.”
     
    “We love you too,” Lauren responded shaking her head with a smile as she put the headphones on Bianca’s ears. She then pressed play on the MP3 player so that she could listen to a list of her favorite songs that her sister had created for her.
     
    Chapter5
 
    It was Sunday morning and the girls were up cooking breakfast for the family before church. Lauren came downstairs in her button down black trench coat and her comfortable UGG boots, passing the kitchen as her sisters were in there clowning and getting breakfast started.
     
    “Good Morning Sisters,” she said heading for the front door.
     
    “Where are you going?” Kerry quickly asked. “I hope you know that you’re cooking these blueberry pancakes this morning.”
     
    “I know,” she said with a playful smack of the lips. “I’m going out by the road to get the newspaper. I need to cut out Kory’s obituary information to put up for Bianca. I heard that his family has a nice ad in there for him.”
     
    “It’s sad,” ShaKita said with a sad expression on her face. She wasn’t really fond of the guy but she’d never wish death on anyone. “Well, I’m not going to the funeral tomorrow, because I’ll be sitting with our sister but Mom and Dad are going to show their respects for Bianca and the baby.”
     
    “Yeah, I know,” Lauren said as she opened the front door. “SHIT! IT’S COLD OUT HERE!” She said looking at the neighbor’s yards with Thanksgiving accessories decorating them. It was only three weeks prior to the Holiday and the family was already anxiously preparing for it. However no one was prepared for the events that had already taken place with Bianca and her boyfriend.
     
    The closer Lauren got to the end of the driveway the more she’d begin to notice a black BMW 750 across the street just parked there. The minute she leaned down and picked up the newspaper the window on the car slid down. Lauren’s heart dropped as she stared face to face with Jamal’s wife.
     
    “You keep fucking my husband bitch and I’m gonna fuck you up!” She yelled out.
     
    Lauren was embarrassed as she stood there speechless. She didn’t want any parts of an argument with the crazy lady who didn’t mind creeping up on her and acting a fool. This had to be her third time doing the shit.
     
    “YOU RATCHET ASS BITCH OF A HOMEWRECKER!” She screamed out alerting anyone that could hear her. “DO YOU HAVE A SON BY MY HUSBAND BITCH? DO YOU?” She asked still sitting in her car, but yelling as if she was about to get out and bust a move. “I HEARD YOU GOT A SON BY MY HUSBAND BITCH!”
     
    This was the first time she’d been fronted about having a child by Jamal and by none other than his bitter ass wife. Lauren immediately turned to walk inside the house. ShaKita and