“Bitch, you don’t know shit about my kid’s daddies hoe, so watch your fucking mouth. Don’t think you somebody cause you finally grew some fucking balls to confront a ain’t shit ass nigga.”
She rolled her eyes hard, and I wished them bitches would’ve got stuck, Anger consumed me with full force. I felt my neck throb and every vein in me felt triggered. I grabbed the gun I took from Glen’s house, and shouted with all my might.
“BITCH! I DO KNOW THEIR FUCKING DADDIES! ONE FASHO WAS MY MAN KIDS, YOU DIRTY BITCH! AND IF YOU TRY TO REACH FOR THAT PINK GUN THAT’S IN THAT PURSE, I’LL BLOW YOUR FUCKING BRAINS OUT! NOW, GET THE FUCK OUT THE CAR BITCH! MOVE SLOW!” My eyes went into tiny slits.
I heard the last part of what I said to her from a movie, it sounded good coming from my mouth. Her high yellow complexion turned a dark shade of red. Shadonna’s eyes went wide before my words hit home and she complied.
I watched her stand in the pouring rain for a long sixty seconds. I now understood what it felt like to have power over someone, to make them scared, pondering your next powerful move. I’d been the person on the receiving side of it for years now. It didn’t feel good at all; I still did not understand how a person could act so cold.
I stepped out the car, the rain was immediately disrespectful. My plans changed in my mind again. I didn’t want to rob Glen’s warehouses, but I knew somebody that would. I no longer wanted to beat Shadonna’s ass either, just wanted closure with her.
“I loved you, Sha, no matter how fucked up you talked to me, no matter how shitty of a friend you were to me. I won’t evenbother asking you why you did it. But, bitch, just know you made a fucked-up bed and now you gonna lay in it without me.”
I heard her trying her hardest to plead her case, but it fell on deaf ears. I held the gun securely in my hand and walked to the driver’s side. I reached inside and grabbed her purse, checking it to make sure it still had her phone inside. I took out the stack that I handed her and placed her pink gun back inside the car, then threw her purse down on the wet ground. I hopped into the driver seat, and drove off with tears blinding my vision.
Out the rearview mirror, I watched Shadonna fall down to her knees in the rain. The caring side of me wanted to turn around, I inwardly cursed myself for still feeling weak for people, I shook the thought. Then made a plan to drop her car off at an empty lot, then text her stupid ass the address. I would Uber back to the room to repay King for everything he had done, then make my escape after me and him handled some important business. That I prayed he’d agree on.
I made it back into my room and texted King about three times, telling him it was important. He didn’t respond, which slightly annoyed me. I had about sixty thousand dollars, and I had planned on giving him ten thousand, just for helping me and getting me this room. I didn’t want shit from another man as long as I lived.
I desperately needed to revamp myself, learn to love myself more than anything or anyone. I was beyond too nice to folks, and it caused me a broken heart. Technically I didn’t know shit about King, but being around him, I knew he had a painful story that he refused to speak on. He was complicated and so was I.
At the moment, I was out of ideas. I felt the liquor wearing off, and I needed to have my own courage. I knew I was about to take a big leap and that leap was going to be about having faith in myself, knowing I could survive on my own. In order to do that, I first needed to become get some money. That was easy as 123in my head because that warehouse had to have everything I was looking for and needed.
I decided on going down to the hotel’s restaurant to eat some dinner and think a little more. I even found myself craving another drink. The way the liquor made me feel was beyond good. I placed my order with the waitress, then pulled my phone out and decided to take the coward way of quitting my job. I loved Tammy and her husband like they were the parents I never had. I just hated to disappoint them.
I stole from Glen and, even though he put me through a lot, he would never stop coming after me for stealing big money from him. I needed to disappear until I talked to King about my plan. I needed to sit low and stay in this hotel.
The waitress returned with my big plate of chili cheese fries and a large Coke with a double shot of Hennessey. I took quick bites, then downed my double shot of cognac. I felt something shift inside the small restaurant, as if eyes were on me. When I looked up, I made eye contact with King. His whole aura screamed power. His silky smooth brown skin deserved to be caressed daily with care. He dripped sex appeal without even trying, and every encounter with him left my stomach tight along with wet panties. He winked at me, causing me to shut my thirsty mouth and dial back on my hard gawking.
That’s when I realized he had a model type chick with him, who looked the total opposite of me. Lord, I had no reason at all to have a lick of jealousy in me. I had no rights to this man. I felt conscious of myself sitting in this restaurant with the same sweats and shirt he bought me. My individuals were old as hell, and I just didn’t find myself attractive. Here he stood across the room from me winking and smiling at me, as the same waitress sat him and his date down at a table.
I assumed she was his date because of the way she was dressed; she had on some nice red stilettos and was designerdown. She looked good and exotic; she looked like she was mixed with Asian and black. Her jet-black hair flowed to the middle of her back, as my eyes traveled to his hand that rested comfortably on her lower back.
He was a gentleman, assisting her to take her seat. When the waitress came back to my table, I requested my bill and another double shot of cognac. Once I had what I requested from her, I took my shot back fast and left a tip. When I finally stood to my feet, I felt dizzy but quickly gathered myself fast and made a beeline for the door.
I refused to even acknowledge him any further or show I was affected by his exotic beauty he walked in here with. I knew King was out of my league but seeing him in action only made me realize that more. I felt silly as hell for even being jealous when I just had my heart broke and planning to live a whole new life outside of the dirty south.
I needed to desperately put my emotions in check and do it fast. Having feelings got you hurt, loving people got you betrayed and left out to rot. Sometimes it really sucked having a good heart because you always wanted to see the good in others, when the bad in them shined brighter.
When I got inside my room, I straightened up a bit then got naked. I took a long shower standing there crying for what I hoped was the last time. I kept telling myself to never get hurt like this again.
When I stepped out the shower, it felt like a huge weight was lifted. Sleepiness found me and I welcomed it. I needed a good reset, to wake up with a fresh settled mind. I made a mental note to call King in the morning to request to see him, so I could tell him everything that had happened to me. My only hopes were that he was willing to help me for the last time.
I walked out the bathroom, and jumped back, startled from King sitting on my king size bed like he owned it. Those bedroomeyes of his pierced me deeply. A small smile curved his lips, slowly he licked them before speaking.
“I saw your calls; I was a little occupied.” He stated evenly.
I rolled my eyes hard at his revelation, already knowing what he was trying to insinuate. His exotic mixed bitch must’ve gave him some pussy because this was the most talking King had done with me.
“You mad about seeing me with a broad?” He asked, cocking his head to the side as if he could read my thoughts.
“I don’t care what you do, King I don’t even know you. But I would like to talk to you and repay you for helping me.”
I tightened my towel around me and went to the dresser, pulling out the ten thousand that I wanted to give him. When I walked up to him and tried to hand it over, he shook his head and looked at the money with disgust.
“I don’t take money from females Layloni… put it away… However, you got that shit is wrong being that yo ass is flat broke.” He flexed his jaw then tightened it.
I tilted my head to the side and gave him a crooked smile. “What if I told you that I just found out that my good for nothing ex-boyfriend was tied to who killed your father? His uncle is Troy!”
