by Nicety
“And so you said yes. You let her move into your house.” I stopped ravaging my food to focus on her and study her demeanor.
“I didn’t want to,” Eva burst into sobs. “But she kept saying that she thought we could have something real and she would find another job to help me out. I just looked at it as helping her out and getting a little in house freakiness when I wanted it. But…”
“But what? It’s okay, go on.”
“But she started acting crazy, you know? She started doing and saying a bunch of things that made me think I made a bad decision. I told her she needed to leave and she got really mad at me. She started throwing my dishes, breaking them against the wall.” Eva couldn’t contain herself, as I handed her my napkin from under my silverware.
“Calm down, Eva. Tell me what kinds of crazy things she’s been doing to you.”
“Well, one night she pulled out this purple plastic dick and she said she wanted to have some fun. But I had a big test the next day and she didn’t understand that I needed to study. So she dragged me in the room by my hair and…” Eva paused, allowing the tears to drench her napkin. “She raped me with it. I kept crying and crying and she just wouldn’t stop. Then she ate me out and said that was her apology to me. That was her way of making it all better and that if I told anyone what she did, she would kill me and my parents.”
“Awe, Eva—“
“You don’t understand. It’s like she’s been researching me or something. She knows everything about me, what classes I go to, where my parents work. She’ll kill us, I know it.”
“Okay, calm down. I can assure you she won’t do anything to either of you. You are going to be okay.” I rubbed her forearm trying to console her.
“But that’s not all. She told me about what’s been going on with you and your husband too. He’s been coming to my house, to sleep with the both of us.” It was the first time she brought her eyes up from her cup. “You’ve gotta know Kelly, I didn’t want to do it. I really didn’t but they kept saying that you know about it and that it was okay to fuck him.”
“What? No, he’s been with me for the last week. He has barely left my side.” I shook my head in confusion.
“He’s been sneaking out, Kelly.” Her eyes filled with water. “He sneaks out in the middle of night when you’re sleeping, cause you sleep on the couch. He came to see us when you were on vacation with him.”
“Wait, what? Stop it.”
“He came, Kelly. He told you he had a work emergency that only he could do and he left for two days and came back. He did it. He was even at my house last night.” She grabbed my hand. “You’ve gotta believe me.”
I didn’t know what to think but honestly I wasn’t so much surprised as I was hurt. I knew it all along since no one changes overnight into the perfect person. His spurts of reverting back to his former self had already surfaced so it was just a matter of time before I was in full on pregnancy, getting slapped in the face because he wanted to go sleep with other women. I didn’t even blame the women that he was cheating on me with. They were nothing more than pawns in his sick game of chess. But what he failed to realize was that the queen was the baddest bitch on the board.
“Is that a fact?” My tone was calm as I picked my fork back up shoveling small bites of food into my mouth.
“Are you mad at me, Kelly. I swear, I never wanted to hurt you and I never wanted to sleep with him. But when those two are together they are crazy. She hits me too. That’s what happened to my eye and this is two days old. I can’t take it anymore,” Eva rambled.
“No honey. I’m never mad at you. We all do what we have to do, dear.” I took a sip of my orange juice, loving the cool feeling it sent down the back of my warm throat. “So, are you about to go back there?”
“No. That’s why I came to see you. I’m getting out. I’ve talked to my moms and she has agreed to let me come back and be under her wing again. I don’t want to find myself and be my own person any longer. I’m not as grown up as I thought I was. I’m going to be and do whatever she tells me to do because I know she and my dad know best. Besides, if I play my cards right, I’ll never have to work a day in my life. So I’m going home.”
“Good. That sounds like one way to go with your life. So, what do you need from me hun?” Again the confused look read on my face.
“I wanted to know if you could figure out a way to get her out of my house so I could move out and give the keys back to the landlord. I want out and to never be heard or seen from again. My dad has hired security to be around me daily so if she tries anything they will be on it. They’re outside by my car right now. I told them to wait.” She paused giving me a helpless eye. “Please, Kelly. Can you help me?”
I was usually a hard ass when it came to people in need. I was never handed anything and my parents were hard asses. I had to go out and make shit happen if I wanted it, nobody ever gave me shit. But thinking of that gave me a sudden idea, one that would not only give me what I wanted but would put my powers of persuasion to the test.
“Sure, Eva. I will help you. Go one up to your parents house and don’t come back until I text you and let you know that it’s safe,” I grinned. “And, text me your address.”
“Oh my gosh. I know that I have no right to ask you for this after everything but I truly appreciate you doing this. I have a truck and moving guys on stand by so as soon as you tell me it’s a go, then I’m going.” Eva’s fingers quickly went to work before she stood up spreading out her arms to me for a hug.
“I’m just glad you have changed your mind about the porn thing, Eva. You are worth much more than that.”
“I know. I wish I knew it before all of this stuff happened to me but at least it didn’t take me into a deep depression where it took me years to find it out. The only thing that I regret is not being able to finish your services. Thank you so much.” Eva turned and headed towards the door, turning to shoot me a faint smile as she slipped her sunglasses back over her battered eyes and disappeared behind the glass.
Chapter 19
Confessions
Pulling up outside of Eva’s apartment building only sent my adrenaline into overdrive. Had I not been pregnant, I would have taken a shot of vodka before I left the restaurant a few minutes ago. Her apartment was in a beautiful well to do neighborhood a few blocks from the university, which gave Tara access to hundreds if not thousands of other victims she could prey on.
Aversion filled my expression as I thought about the lives that she and my husband had already ruined and the ones they could in the future if they were left to continue getting away with their bullshit. I exited the car just as cool as the breeze and headed up to the building. Luckily for me, there were college kids entering and exiting the building at all times so it was more than easy for me to slip through the main door.
I hopped on the elevator and rode it up to the fourth floor per Eva’s instructions and when I exited, looked for Apartment 406. On the outside, the building looked small and slender having only ten floors but on the inside it was like Willy Wonka’s maze and fun house. The college students were blasting loud music and sitting on the pitch-black hall carpet drinking beer. They were playing cards and most had their doors open like it was a cookout or family reunion going on. It looked more like one room dorms than a building filled with full apartments. With all of the commotion going on, I doubted that Tara would be wasting away in the quietness on an apartment, when she could so easily be the life of the party here.
“Who is it?” Tara hollered back as I knocked on the door loud enough for her to hear it over the noise.
“Um, Tara it’s me. Can I come in and talk with you for a second?” My tone with her needed to remain cool when dealing with a sociopath.
“Who?” She asked as I heard someone press against the door.
She was observing me out of the peephole. It was cool as long as she opened the door so we could talk. I wasn’t trying to hide who I was since I wasn’t there to ambush h
er. My anger had long subsided and all I felt for her now was an endless amount of pity.
“I never thought I’d see the day. Kelly Jamison, at my doorstep. To what do I owe this great pleasure or are you here for Eva?” Tara beamed opening the door dressed in only a white sports bra with matching booty shorts. “If you’re here to apologize for that whole job thing, don’t sweat it. I’m over it already.”
“No, no Tara. I’m here for you.” I walked in looking around at the imported furniture and fine art adorning the apartment, learning just how much money Eva’s parents really had. “And, I’m not here to discuss what happened at work.”
She offered me a seat on the couch next to her as she crossed her clean shaved well-oiled legs. Every cell in my body cringed, hoping like hell she would keep her slimy tentacles to herself yet knowing that would never happen. It took everything I had to keep the poised attitude that I started the encounter with or else she would never trust me again.
“So what brings you here to see me sweet sugar?” Tara brushed her hands across my breasts searching for my nipples, demanding to make them rock hard.
“Hmm, well the truth is, I came because I can’t stop thinking about you Tara. Every time I close my eyes and he climbs on top of me, I think of nothing but you.” My manipulation switch was on and buzzing.
“Girl, stop blowing steam up my ass. I know you love your husband too much to care about anybody else.” Tara waved me off.
“But it’s true. I love the way you touch me, hold me…lick me. He can’t work that tongue like you can, baby.” I ran my fingers gently under her chin, sensually tingling from her neck to her nipples.
“Kelly don’t play around with me girl. I’ve been thinking about you hard and I can’t have my feelings fucked around with like this. So if you’re on bullshit, then you need to leave now before slash your fucking throat.” Tara’s tone was more sinister than I had ever heard before.
“Tara. Tara, would I actually be here if I was on bullshit. Do you seriously think I would risk my marriage coming here to tell you that I want to be with you if it weren’t true?” I could see a sort of eagerness in her eyes. “You know he wouldn’t approve of us fucking on our own without him. If he found out he would kill me?”
“He already knows.” Tara leaped into my lap, spreading her legs as she sat on top of me unbuttoning my floral blouse.
“I’m sorry? Come again?”
“He knows silly. Why do you think I started fucking with you in the first place? He wanted me to seduce you so he could have video proof of you cheating on him. But it had to be for a long duration of time or he wouldn’t win in court on the pre-nup you signed.” She revealed my tits nicely tucked away in a lace beige bra, nearly ripping my shirt separate.
“So he knew all this time and he set me up?” I tried to act surprised.
I knew they were trying to do something but now I had their full ammo. That son of a bitch was trying to ruin my life. The rum flavored smell on her breath alerted me to the real reason why she was spilling her beans so easily. Tara couldn’t have been in a more perfect state of mind. She pecked my lips affectionately, whispering how much she had always wanted me to be hers. She said she had always wanted a woman as beautiful and as loyal as I was.
“Yep. The tape being leaked at your job, all those fun mornings on your desk, and even the massacre with the dummies at your house, it was all set up. That man doesn’t love you, Kelly. I tried to tell you.” Tara kneeled down as she popped my tits out of their cups, sucking heavily.
“Wow. So he doesn’t care about us fucking, but I don’t think that he would like it if he found out we were together. He told me that the reason why he choked me out that night you and Eva were there was because he didn’t want me to get too attached to you. He said you were like a crack rock to a crack head.”
“He just told you that because he didn’t want us fucking anymore. Your husband is as selfish as they come, honey. If it’s not benefiting him, it’s not going down. But dick doesn’t run this pussy, baby. I do what I want, when I want.” She dropped down quickly to her knees pressing my knees to my shoulders. “So I hear you’re pregnant. Pregnant pussy is the best, you know that right?”
“So I’ve been told.”
“Maybe I should take a lick and find out.” She looked up at me as she breathed heavily over my lace panties.
“But before you taste your meal, I need to ask you for something.” I stopped her pushing her head away before she dove in.
“If it’s the fact that I hit you in the head, you’ve gotta know that only came from anger. I didn’t mean to hurt you or the little Gambino inside of you. Speaking of which, what are you going to do about that?”
“About my baby? Well, I figured we could raise our baby together, Tara. Don’t you wanna start a family with me?”
Tara sat up straight, hawking me down. She was seriously giving my question some thought. I could see the apprehensiveness in her body language, fidgeting and lip biting. Being so young, I could tell that she wasn’t exactly ready for any of it. I leaned in rubbing her head gently, to ease her nerves.
“Trent most definitely will not let that happen, though. He’ll fight you to the death for that baby. Where would we go?” Tara stood pacing the floor. “What would we do with no money? We can’t all cramp up in here with no money in this party fest with a baby. Anyway, he told me that he was waiting on you to have the baby so he could file for full custody.”
“So he can what? Oh that shit is not going down like that at all. We need to figure out a plan to secure our future. I probably will never be able to get another job in this city again with that stunt you guys pulled to kill my career.” I bit my bottom lip looking around the room as if I was earnestly thinking of what to do, when actually I was trying to maintain my composure. “I just wish there was something we could do.”
“Um, there is one thing we could do.”
“Go ahead baby. I’m listening.”
“I could take my gun that my grandmother gave me for high school graduation and I could get rid of him for good. With him out of the picture we could take his insurance money and live happily ever after.” Tara was too geeked about her suggestion.
“Oh my gosh, Tara. That’s horrible. I couldn’t imagine him being dead,” I lied. “That is going way too far.”
“No, it isn’t. I’m going to do so that we can be together. It’s the only way.”
“Tara, there has got to be a better way than that. I don’t want Trent dead.”
“Well it’s not about you. It’s about what’s best for you, me, and the baby, and what’s best is for him to shed a little blood for the team. As a matter of fact…” Tara went in the back room searching for something.
I could hear the crashing of things hitting the floor. She was hunting for something so hard that nothing else mattered. I knew that once she put her mind to something, it would be difficult to get her to change her mind. I looked and my phone moving my fingers as fast as possible before she came huffing and puffing back into the room.
“See this. My grandmother used to say that I was an excellent shot. She said I could never miss. When she first started teaching me, I didn’t know what that shit meant. But now, I feel like nothing or no one could stop me when this steel is in my hand,” Tara laughed so loud it could be heard above the loud music playing outside the door. “This is an excellent plan.”
“I can’t with you. I can’t agree to this, Tara. This isn’t right. Even though he isn’t right, he’s still a person. No one should have their life ripped out from under them.” I covered my face with both hands.
“Don’t worry baby. Soon, you won’t even be thinking about this man anymore. He’ll be a distant memory once I plant a fucking bullet in his head.” Tara looked at the jet-black gun in her hand like it was a shimmery diamond on her finger.
I straightened my clothes and rose to my feet. As she admired the weapon in her hand, I admired her willingness to take matters into
her own hands, to set her own future rather than allow anything to get in her way. It was down right impressive how she took charge of what she wanted. And, I was damn impressed.
“You might wanna put some clothes on and get yourself together so we can go and get this done.” My tone was stern and arduous. “You don’t wanna be skipping town dressed that skimpily, do you?”
“It doesn’t matter cause once that insurance money comes through, I’m gonna walk around with money on my ass for clothes,” Tara laughed as she disappeared to the back room again. “And, once this is all said and done I’m getting some of that pussy again and then maybe I can feed you for the first time.”
“Hurry up. I’m going to wait for you downstairs. I’ll drive behind you.” Ignoring her comment, I exited the apartment with my fingers blazing on the text messaging of my phone.
It was nearing noon and the sun was scorching the air. It took some time but it was going to be one hell of a day for all of us. No sympathy would be given and the time for second, third, and fourth chances were over. As I finished the last text to the last person, a sense of calm came over me. Tara came charging up to the car sticking out her tongue and waving the “rock on” sign on both hands before she ventured off to her car. I obliged her as I revved up my car put it in drive and took a deep breath before pulling off.
Chapter 20
It wouldn’t be right
Tara parked a few houses down from mine as I pulled directly into the driveway. Exiting the car, I didn’t even look in her direction as I looked at my cell phone noticing how much time I had left. Trent whisked the door open for me as I made my way up to the door. He had a disheveled look on his face and he was all sweaty like he had been working out or fucking. Either of those could have quite possibly been true when it came to his ass.
