A night not really different than most. Or so I thought.
It's nighttime. 10o'clock or so. And I'm in the car. Probably shouldn't be wasting gas but fuck it. A night alone. So I'm out here.
Not too much of anything. A blunt or two and beer. Hoping the feds don't fuck with me tonight. I'm trying chill. But damn, I'm just driving.
Three minutes and a couple corners later, I'm two blocks down from my baby mama's house. Hummm.
'Wonder what this hoe up to' I think to myself. And I'm about see. I really want to. This weed and shit talking. I'm zoning and hope she there. I guess it thrills me to be nosey. By nosey I mean, peeping Tom.
I mean a few times I've rode through. Might've hopped out. Took a walk around the block but in her windows I may have looked too long. Perfect timing I could call this night though.
Some lights on. Still 6-7 houses down I can tell it's some action. Someone's home. Cool. I'm near the driveway now and ease my steps towards the front porch. Look in one window. I'm trying to make out any movement. It's difficult through these blinds but I can't sitting duck myself. Next window.. wallah!
Her sitting on the loveseat, facing the the direction I am. Can see she's fidgeting with a phone.
Her bf is five feet away from her. Standing up in front of the couch on the connecting wall.
I'm geeked. Jackpot. And I'm just talking about finding them here and I can play peekaboo till I should probably go home. I don't want to right now. For sure.
Few minutes drag by. They are practically not moving. Until she looks up at him, and says something. He responds. Then starts walking towards her. I duck. Boom. 'Fuck!' I scream inside. Trying not to blow it and get caught, i snail myself to a standing position. I hear no scattering coming from inside the house so I'm losing my anxious.
But oh my gosh damn. What I returned to, as I scoped back in the blinds, changed my life.
Him standing over her at 6ft. Her sitting as before. With her hands at his waist and her head in his lap.
Ding ding ding!