The person with the gun pointed to my temple placed their hand over my mouth. “Don’t try nothing stupid.” he whispered. I could tell that it was a man’s voice.
He guided me back to the kitchen and then to the basement’s door. One of the other people dressed in all black opened the door. “Down here.” they said just above a whisper. I couldn’t tell if that was a man or a woman.
The gunman shoved me, as he guided me down the stairs.
“Okay, bitch, where the safe is?” the gunman asked me. I was trying to pick up on his voice.
“What safe?” I asked him frantically.
He slapped the fuck out of me. Blood flew from my mouth. “That safe, bitch.”
“Look, I don’t know where no safe is at.” I cried. “If you need money I got some in my purse. I got credit cards and you can take my car.”
“Bitch, we don’t want that petty shit! Where is the safe?” he asked me as he punched me in the mouth. I just knew that he’d loosened one of my teeth.
“I’m telling you. I don’t know about no safe.” I bawled.
“Bitch, shut up.” one of the other intruders snapped, as they slapped me.
“Please just take my purse and car.” I pleaded, as blood and snot dripped from my face. “I don’t know where no safe is at. If I did I would tell you.”
The blows just kept on coming and I continued to tell them the same thing. Eventually, the male robber grew frustrated. “Man, I thought y’all said that it was a safe in this bitch?” he asked the other two.
“It is. That bitch is lying.” one of them spoke up. That time I could clearly hear a female’s voice.
“No, I’m not.” I cried.
“Just shut up.” one of the other intruders lashed, as they hit me in the face repeatedly. I could tell by the blows that it was a chick. The guy with the gun hit much harder.
“Stop. This bitch don’t know shit.” the gunman snapped.
“Yes she do.” one of the other intruders insisted. By then I realized that two of the robbers were women.
“Yeah, right. You bitch’s better not be playing.” he told them. “Bitch, you better show us something or we’re going to start ripping off your fingers.” he threatened.
“Oh, God!” I wailed. I didn’t care if they got mad about me crying so loud. From the looks of it I was about to die, anyway.
“Shut the fuck up.” the male intruder gritted.
“Yeah, before I kick your ass in the stomach.” one of the female intruders threatened. Something was awfully familiar about her voice.
“You know what? I didn’t come here for nothing and since you aint giving up the money I’m going to get me some of this good pussy.” the male intruder growled. I could see some long braids hanging from under his ski mask. He was beginning to sound like…Khalil!
All sorts of thoughts began racing through my mind. Had he figured out that Jahrein and them were following him and then killed them? Was my husband and daddy both dead? But what I didn’t understand is why would Khalil come to rob me? He had his own money. Did he just need some right then and there, so that he could go on the run?
“Please no!” I begged.
“Yeah, rape that bitch! Then go ahead and strangle her to death.” one of the females gritted, as she took off her ski mask.
Although, the basement was dim there was a little light coming from the top of the stairs. I knew that face from anywhere. It was Tyra. When I saw her face, I just knew that I was about to die.
“Oh, don’t look so surprised, bitch.” she giggled.
“You are crazy.” I shook my head. I wasn’t about to kiss her ass. I could tell that she already had her mind set. She probably convinced Khalil to come and do this.
“Okay, I’ll be that.” she nodded. “But can you blame me? I’ve had to deal with your bitch ass fucking with my son’s father’s head for all these years. This shit stops today.”
“Look at her.” the other chick giggled, like she was high out of her mind. “She aint the prettiest bitch now. Look at that snot running down her face. Oh,andthe spit.” the bitch laughed, as she hocked up a bunch of saliva and spat in my face.
