Without another word, Tyra turned the taser on high and jammed it in her neck with a wicked smile on her face. The sneer was instantly wiped off Sabrina’s face and replaced with a look of pain and agony. She bit down on her so hard blood dripped from her mouth as her jaw clenched. But Tyra didn’t stop, she pressed the taser into her neck like she was trying to brand her.
“That’s enough Tyra we need her alive to talk. She can’t do that if you fry her brain.” Mecca said.
Oh right. Sorry.” She said, almost sad about having to stop.
Sabrina panted and heaved, her body still jerking from the aftershocks of the current sent through her neck.
“Tell us about your boss.” I repeated again.
“Fuck you. Fuck all of you. Crew are you g-going to s-stand there and let them do this to me?” She groaned, looking at Crew like he was gonna help save her from us.
Crew didn’t acknowledge her pleas for help, his face remained blank except for the deepening of the storm in his eyes as he watched me orchestrate Sabrina’s interrogation.
“Kema, would you like a turn helping Sabrina find her words?” I asked.
“Most definitely. Tyra, can I borrow your lighter please?”
“Sure, keep it.” She said, handing it to her.
Kema stepped to the end of the chair where Sabrina’s feet were being securely zip tied. She asked Sabrina if she wanted to talk and just like before she had nothing but vial words and disrespect. Kema smiled and flicked the lighter before holding it to the bottom of Sabrina’s foot. Her screams pierced the air as the smell of her burning flesh filled the room.
“How you doing over there, Nova? Do you need to step out?” Mecca asked, trying to make sure that I wasn’t getting nauseous from the smell.
“No, I'm good, keep going Kema. Do the other foot too.” I said, breathing through my mouth to dispel the odor of burnt flesh. “No more red bottoms for you, bitch.” By the time Kema was done Sabrina was unconscious, her feet blistered and charred black.
“I think it’s time for the showstopper.” Tyra said, opening the box and mixing the perm at the table. “Mecca throw some water on the hoe so we can get these answers.” She said confident in her form of torture.
“You really think this is gonna work?” I asked.
“Just watch.” She said.
Mecca turned the hose above Sabrina’s head on full blast sending a torrent of water down onto her face. She awoke, gasping and sputtering for her life.
“Crew please help me. We can work this out. Please.” She begged.
“Sabrina, I don’t know much about you, but what I do know is that you have been trying to help hurt the people I love and it may seem like I am not dangerous at first glance,” Tyra said as she had Black strap Sabrina’s head down. “But what you don’t know is that I will do anything for my family and that includes peeling the skin off your head with this perm. No lye straightener burns with only the regular ingredients that the manufacturers include but how much do you think it will burn when I put the lye back in it?”
She pulled a pair of gloves out of her pocket and started applying the straightener to Sabrina’s wet hair. If you didn’t know that this was part of some weird torture session Tyra thought up in her head, it would look like she was straightening a friend’s hair. That was until Sabrina started screaming and trying in vain to free herself from her bonds while Tyra happily continued to apply the last bit of perm to her scalp. Once it wasall applied, she stepped back, carefully removed her gloves and applied a new pair.
“Now ask her what you need to know.” Tyra said going to stand with the twins who both had impressed expressions on their faces.
We all did. I wasn't gonna lie Tyra had always had my back and never played about me or Timberly, but I would have never thought she had this in her. But what could I say we’ve all changed since Kyle, and his family brought this drama to our doorstep.
“Tell us about your boss.”
“Ahhhh, please take it off. It burns. I’ll tell you anything. Pleeease.” She screamed, this time looking directly at me.
“Nah bitch stay quiet. You was so tough a few minutes ago. Tough Tony, nah keep that same energy.” Mecca laughed.
“Take it off. Pleeeease. I swear I’ll tell you everything.” Sabrina screamed.
“Tyra.” I called over to my smiling best friend.
She rolled her eyes clearly enjoying the show before going back to her bag and taking out a container of clear liquid. She popped the top, coming back to the head of the chair where Sabrina was writhing with pain and with another roll of her eyes, she poured the liquid soaking Sabrina's scalp before rubbing it in with her gloved hand.
“Bitch stop crying and be still before I blind you with this shit.”
Sabrina’s reaction is instant, she was clearly still in pain, but it wasn’t as bad as when the lye was eating away the layers of her skin. Her breathing was ragged and strained as she cried and groaned as clumps of her hair fell to the floor with wet slats. Her scalp had patches of raw and angry blistered skin.
