Torn

by Tanya Cole

  Chapter 5

  Free

  I’m watching Tia put on her new outfit. I’m noticing how much she is changing. Instead of spending time with me before she goes to work like she used to do; she is always busy. Now, she is in some computer class. So, at six in the morning, she gets up and gets all jazzy. At first, I wasn’t suspicious. That is until she started to only wear jogging pants and pajamas when she is with me.

  “You getting cute ain’t it?” I ask.

  “Oh, this? I been had this outfit,” she says lying.

  She continues to put on her makeup.

  “Makeup Tia?”

  “Yeah, how does it look?” she asks.

  Like I need to slap that shit off your face! I want to say.

  “Like I’m going to sweat it off,” I say getting out of the bed.

  I wrap my arms around her.

  “Free, not now.”

  “It’s six in the morning. Your class doesn’t start until nine. Now, I want to know what’s going on. You’re changing.” I say shaking my head.

  “Yeah, I am. For the better though. I’ll see you about twelve in the morning. I’m closing. Where are the keys?”

  “Twelve in the morning? Really Tia?”

  “Yeah! We need to move. And the last time I checked, you’re still unemployed. My bad. Your rap career hasn’t taken off yet.” She says as she applies her eyeliner.

  “So, just down my dreams? What happened to supporting your man?”

  “I do. Just like you’re my firstborn son. Later Free.”

  “Aight. So, what am I supposed to do all day?” I ask.

  “What do you always do?” she asks.

  “Shit,” I say.

  “Emm. Do that. Goodbye Free”.

  “No kiss?”

  She just walks out of the door Yeah, she’s getting fed up with my bullshit. I know she deserves better. Tia is smart, funny, got a crazy body, and she is a hustler. It’s a must that she has and makes her own checks. She is also intimidating and don’t know her place. She’s one of these new skool females. She has a smart mouth, a jacked up attitude, and actually thinks that she runs shit. But all of that will change in a minute. I walk out of our bedroom to use the bathroom. Mark and Moet’s door is open. Moet is giving Mark some head. I don’t know why, but I watch. She looks at me and smile. Then, she starts flexing her skills. I don’t know why, but I just stand there looking at her. Even though I hate this bitch guts, I have to admit that she can suck on some meat. She speeds up and I walk off before Mark sees me. Damn, why didn’t Tia hit a nigga up before she left?

  Tia

  I’m on my way to meet Trinity and Jason for breakfast. We have been kicking it more and more lately. He also paid for me to take these computer classes so that I can get a better job while I finish getting my degree. I pull up to IHOP on Hacks Cross. I see Trinity and Jason in the parking lot. He smiles at me. Trinity is too busy rapping to even notice that I pulled up. I place my finger up to my lip to let Jason know not to say anything.

  “Boo!” I scream.

  “Tia, what the hell? You almost got taszed! And you ain’t going to say nothing Jason?”

  “Nah, you should pay attention to your surroundings. I stay telling you that.” Jason says.

  “Hey, baby.”

  “Baby? Wayment , what did I miss?”

  “Us getting together,” I say laughing.

  “Aye, Jas, you cool and all, but that’s my sister.”

  “I know. I got her. I’ve been wanting her for years now. She was just dodging me. I got that ass now.” He says laughing.

  “Oh, you got jokes?” I ask.

  “Nah, but I told you that you were going to be mine.”

  “Okay, you did say that. Trin, you know the drill.” I say as I give her the keys to Free’s truck.

  “I got you. But what ya’ll going to give me?”

  “Breakfast and a bag,” Jason says laughing.

  Jason gives her $50.

  “Damn, what kind of breakfast you think I’m finna get?”

  “Whatever you like. And here, this shit here is smoking.”

  “Okay. I’m out.” She says before she pulls off.

  We pull off and head to the Waffle House because we had IHOP yesterday. We walk in and take the first booth available.

  “So, what time you got to work today?” he asks.

  “I don’t, but I’m picking up a shift I need the money. I’m staying with my little brother, his girlfriend, and their son. It’s cool because I’m never there, but I would like my own. Plus, they stay arguing. It’s always some new drama and problem every day.

  “So, why don’t you take a break and spend some time with me? How much do you make in a shift?”

  “You sure you can swing that?” I ask smiling.

  “Try me?”

  “$120 to $250. It depends on my selection.”

  “Damn, you ain’t playing.”

  “Not even a little bit I got goals.”

  “Well, I’ll give you $250, Ms. Tia. Just take a day and let me treat you. I promise you won’t regret it. Let’s start with some breakfast first.”

  “Okay, I’m game.”

  “Just drop me off at my crib, go to class, and pick me up when you finish.”

  “Aight, I gotcha.”

  We order our food and just chill while enjoying each other’s company.

  I drop him off at home and head to my community college. The class was basically a blur and I’m counting the seconds until I can be with Jas. As I walk out of the computer lab, I put my headphones in my ears. I’m so into my playlist that I didn’t see Free’s little sister following me. I put my key into the driver’s side and open the door. She taps my shoulder. I jump at her.

  “Da fuck Sheba! What are you doing?” I ask. “I almost fucked you up!”

  “Um, following you. I was trying to get your attention since we left the administrative building. How are you doing sis? And who’s car is this? Where is Free’s truck?”

  Before I could answer, Jason starts blowing up my phone and Sheba looks at his picture.

  “Who is that?” she asks.

  “My study partner. I got to go study for a test. I’ll talk to you later.”

  “Umm-hmm. Mhmm. I’ll tell Free I saw you.” She says as she takes her cellphone out of her purse. I know that she is calling Free, but I don’t give a damn.

  Moet

  I’m holding the envelope that will change my life in my hands. A few weeks ago when Mark was asleep, I swabbed him for an anonymous DNA test. I just got to be sure. MJ starting to look more and more like him. Before I get embarrassed again, I will be the first one to know. Fuck it. I will open it. I open the letter, but the results are not what I expected.

  “99.99999% percent that this nigga is his Father!”

  Shit, what am I going to do now? First of all, I got to get rid of this evidence. I turn around and bump into Free.

  “So, that is that nigga baby? Why ain’t he here opening up the results with you? Let me guess you got the test behind his back?

  “And if I did?” I ask. “You going to snitch and tell him? Um, yeah Mark it’s yours. Yeah, Mark, it’s your baby. Da fuck outta here with that bullshit!”

  “Nah, I ain’t going to say shit. But I’ll keep it a secret for a small fee.” Free says.

  “What fee you want now Free?”

  “This.” He says unzipping his pants.

  He pulls out his chocolate dick. I’m confused because he has Tia. She is gorgeous and nothing like me. So, why would he want to cheat on her with me? I grab it and massage it. I am wondering why Tia ain’t getting this daily? And if she won’t. I will.

  “What you want me to do with this?” I ask admiring his stick.

  “Shit, suck that muthafucka up.” He says.

  I’ve always wanted a chance to get back at Tia’s wanna-be Miss perfect ass. Now, I got the perfect opportunity. I start licking on the tip. He instantly grows. He grabs my head and push
es it far down my throat. He nuts fast.

  “Shit! Whooo! I needed that shit!” Free says.

  “What now?” I ask.

  “Now, you go and wash your mouth out. And freshen up that pussy.”

  “Aight. And Mark?” I ask.

  “He doesn’t have to know. But if I need to be hit up, just hit me up. “

  “Done.”

  I rush to the bathroom, turn on the shower, and strip out of my nightgown. Of course, it’s easy to take off cause I’m always walking around with no bra and panties on. I shower quickly and rush back to our room. Free is laying on the bed naked. His body is so right. He should’ve been a model. His dreads are hanging on my pillow and he’s stroking his dick. I lick my lips.

  “Come and take care of this Moet.” He says.

  For the next two hours, we fuck. Now, I see why Tia was with his broke ass. He can fuck. When we finish, I press my body against his. He jumps up.

  “Da fuck you think this is?” he says.

  “What I thought we connected? Wasn’t it good for you? What did I do wrong?”

  “You tried that cuddling shit. Fuck outta here with that shit! You sucked my dick! And you thought we was gonna spoon?” he says laughing.

  “I’m sorry. I just thought it was something else.”

  “You thought wrong my dear.’ He says laughing harder.

  He grabs his pajamas and walks out of the room.

  Do he really think he’s going to play me like that?

  Now, I’m mad! I’m going to make him pay for that. I grab the phone and stroll on Facebook. I spot this chick named San on his page. I use her picture and create a fake account. I send a friend request to Tia. She accepts. Let the games begin.

  Mark

  I’m at the library sitting in the back on the couch texting on the phone. I told Moet that I had to work late. I’m really on Facebook talking to my lil junt named Rita. She’s a light-skinned BBW with thick hips and ass that was made straight from the motherland. Since Tia lost her crib, I got to find a spot to talk to my other women. I used to meet up with them at the hotel around the corner from Tia. I’ll be glad when she moves. This taking care of her shit is played out. Sure, I was at her house from Sunday until I got paid on Friday. Then, I would spend up my check and I’m right back chilling at her house. The good ole days. Tia made sure I was straight. Now, she has lost her good job and had to move in with me. I got to be the responsible one and pay all the bills. I also got to take care of MJ and Moet too. This shit is too much. Plus, Free is a loud mouth freeloader. He is also a drunk too. Aye, what can I say? God made me a little brother for a reason. I’m not fit to be a provider. That’s why my sisters, my mom, and my dad have to provide for me. So, instead of paying rent, I bought Moet a new I-Phone, some lingerie, and I’m taking her to Red Lobster. Tia just got a letter from some housing company and I opened it. She was approved for a two bedroom condo. So, my family is moving in with her. She just doesn’t know it yet. I’m typing my freaky message to Rita and I’m easing my way into asking her about getting up on a room. I receive a request from Jada. She’s a dream. I’ve seen her a few times with Champ. Why is she sending me a friend request? I accept. She waves in my inbox. Then, she sends a message.

  Jada- hey, can we meet up?

  Me- hell yeah! When?

  Jada- Now, where you at?

  Me- the library on Poplar.

  Jada- I’m not far. I’m on my way.

  When we met up, she has an interesting story. She says she’s been following Champ. My bad, her husband. They have been married for six months. She was going through his car looking for signs of him cheating and she found some receipts. He has been purchasing some baby boy clothes. I tell her that he’s helping out me and Moet with baby clothes. And that I was behind on some things because I lost my job. She says she thought the same thing so she brushed it off. That is until her cousin saw his car parked at a hotel and decided to make sure it was him. She shows me pictures of Champ and Moet in the parking lot kissing and hugging. Not a little kiss. I’m talking about the tongue. I look at the date, I was home watching MJ.

  “Dis bitch! I was home watching our muthafucking baby!”

  “I confronted Champ! He told me that MJ is his baby! That they didn’t want to break our hearts.” She says crying.

  “Aight. What you want to do?” I ask.

  “I want revenge!” Jada screams.

  “Shit, let’s get it. First, let me take you to that same hotel and make you cream with my tongue!” I say licking my lips.

  “Let’s go.” She says.

  Aye, I know that she is vulnerable. I’m way out of her league. But she’ll do anything to get back at Champ. At this moment, that get back includes fucking the shit out of me. I’m down for it. Shit, thank you Moet and Champ. I’m finna tear her pussy up.

  Tia

  I’m lying in a California King in a Presidential suite with Jason. It has an 80’inch flat screen with marble pillars with a glass shower that you can see from behind the hot tub. Jason is giving me one of the best massages ever. I’m about to fall asleep. We sipping on some Moscato and enjoying each other’s company as we get ready to get in the hot tub.

  “You good baby girl?”

  “Yeah, I’m straight. How about you?”

  “I’m chilled. You ready to grab a bite to eat?”

  “Yeah, plus you got to get up out of here too. I hate to leave.” I say.

  “Why don’t you stay? Check out time is 11:00 in the morning. Stay with me, Tia.” Jason says.

  “Okay. But why should I fuck up home spending a night with you?” I ask.

  “I’m loving this vibe we have. I just don’t think you want it to end either. I mean you did say okay pretty quick.”

  “I know right. I’m so sick of Free and his bullshit.”

  “Just for tonight, stay with me. Then, tomorrow you can go back to your normal routine. We can sit back, smoke a few, and sip on whatever you like too.”

  “I need some clothes though. I have to take a bath.”

  “Let’s go anywhere you like. I tell you what’s let’s go to Mississippi. It’s tax-free.”

  “Okay, I like that idea.”

  We jump in the car. He is listening to his trap music rapping and bobbing his head. Yeah, Free is fine. He is also a lazy momma’s boy that thinks women supposed to take care of him. He refuses to work and probably don’t know how to fill out a job application. Let’s not mention the fact that he has felonies and can’t pass a background check to save his life. He is still depending on his rap career to get “lit and turnt” as he says.

  I remember when he had a little gig at a local nightclub. He got so drunk that he couldn’t leave out of the dressing room. The owner had his best friend Durk to come and get me from the front row to escort his drunk ass home. I was looking good as hell with a drunk on my arm. He fucked up $1,500. That was our deposit for our apartment. But what he doesn’t know is that I stashed $2,700 at my dad’s house. I’m just waiting on my name to come up on the condo I applied for. I called them two days ago and she said it’s ready.

  Jason is more my type. He looks good. He loves to work, knows how to hustle, and ain’t afraid to do it. He spends his time trying to please me. It makes me want to please him. And I can’t wait to do so. If he tries me tonight, I’m going to do it. I’ve been wanting to, but Jason ain’t tried me yet.

  “Aight love we are here. Let’s go and have some fun.”

  We shop and trip. Afterward, we stop at a Mexican restaurant for some burritos and tacos. It’s pretty good. I call Trinity to meet up with me so that I can call Free from her phone. He answers with an attitude.

  “Yeah?”

  “Aye Free.”

  “Oh, Tia. I thought you was Trinity’s hateful ass. Tell her I still ain’t forgave her ass for putting her hands on me.”

  “Aye my niccah! Dead that convo .You disrespected me and you thought my sister was going to let that fly! Wrong sibs dawg! Anyway, I’m
taking Trin to the casino. She’s paying me. So, the tank will be filled up for you. “I say smiling.

  “Why can’t I go too?” he asks.

  “Girls night. We going six deep. I’m the designated driver tonight.”

  “Aight. What time are you coming home?”

  “In the morning.”

  “Da fuck Tia? I need some beers, some drank, and some cigarettes. What am I going to do?”

  “Borrow it from Mark. Better yet sell your food stamps.”

  “Okay, it’s like that. You’re not going to make sure your man straight? Y'all gonna use my truck, but ya’ll can’t support my habits? Bring me my keys. Now! Like I’m some sort of trick ass niggah.”

  “Okay. That I will gladly do.”

  I let Trinity and her homegirls ride the gas up out the truck and then I told them to bring me the keys. Jason gives up his keys and I drop his truck back off to his ass.

  “Tia, let me get a quickie.”

  “For what?” I ask.

  “Cause I’m your man. And you driving around in my truck, but you don’t want to let me fuck you. And you giving up that ass tonight.” He says.

  “Okay, when I get back Free. We got to drop the kids off at my dad’s house and I got to come back and get ready.” I say as I walk to the closet to get my outfit ready.

  “Nawl, now!” he says raising his voice.

  He must don’t know this pussy is twenty minutes from being Jason’s.

  “Okay, I will. “ I say knowing damn well I’m not going to do it.

  I walk into the bathroom, take a shower, and get dressed. I walk right out the door and get in the car with Trinity. He texts me a picture of his dick talking about I left him like dis.

  I text back, “Boy bye!”

  I drop Trinity off at the casino, pay for her a room, give her my phone, and ball back to the room to lay up with Jason.

  Moet

  I’m listening to Tia and Free arguing about him not getting no ass from her. She waltzes her lil ass in here with a new outfit on. Now, Mark just came in and got straight in the shower. Usually, I have to beg his ass to get in the tub. Today, he takes a bath without a fight. I got the code to his phone. I check it. Nothing unusual. He’s still talking to Rita. Did he fuck her? I kick the bathroom door in.