ADDICTED TO HIM II (5 page)

Michelle

I can’t begin to describe the pain I feel at this moment. Ray had been hurting me since I got pregnant all of those years ago. I’ve literally put my life on hold, so I’d be available once he was ready to settle down. Now it seemed like he’s ready but he’s settling down with Tamia! I don’t understand how he can do that to me when he had to know I’ve been waiting on him. I hadn’t had a single relationship since our break up and now he’s flaunting this chick like she’s something! Ok, granted she is, but I’d never tell anyone she was. I’m not about to ride her coattail after she took the love of my life.

I’m going to make their lives a living hell and I know just who can help me! “Bitch, you don’t hear me talking to you?!” Tiffany asked with an attitude and snapped me out of my daze.

“Naw, I was thinking about something. What you say?” I asked as my thoughts inadvertently went back to the perfect person to help me fuck their lives up.

“Michelle!” Tiffany screamed in my ear, which caused me to jump. “Walk with me to the bathroom,” she said after she had my undivided attention. I walked passed her and led the way into the bathroom when I noticed Ray.

Watching him had my panties a little moist. I can’t wait until I get the chance to feel those nine inches again! He stopped in his tracks and looked around the club as I watched him from where I was. I could tell he felt me staring at him but he didn’t know where I was. I wanted to wave my hands to get his attention but I kind of enjoyed this cat and mouse game we were currently playing. I zoned out or you could say I zoned in on Ray, since I was watching his every move. It was like I was stuck in a trance and the only person who could break it was Ray. I watched him walk up to Tony, then Deuce walked up to him. We didn’t lock eyes until after he walked in my boss’ office and came back out. I no longer enjoyed the game we were playing. As I looked into his eyes, the same eyes I use to look into daily, caused me to think of those times. Fast forwarding to where we are now caused a lump to form in my throat. I love this man with everything in me. No one will ever love him as much as I love him and I’m never going to give up. We stared into each other’s eyes until he broke the stare by walking away. I just stood there watching him until I could no longer see him.

“You done?” Tiffany asked, as she looked at me while shaking her head. I nodded my head slowly before I walked to the bathroom with Tiffany hot on my heels. I quickly checked each stall and made sure they were empty before sitting at the vanity table located by the sinks in the bathroom. Staring at my reflection, I had no idea who was seated before me and staring right back at me. Tears began to stream down my cheeks as I softly sang the lyrics to
Reflection
by Christina Aguilera.

Look at me

You may think you see

Who I really am

But you’ll never know me

Every day

It’s as if I play a part

Now I see

If I wear a mask

I can fool the world

But I cannot fool my heart

Who is that girl I see

Staring straight back at me?

When will my reflection show

Who I am inside?

“Girl, shut the fuck up!” Tiffany snapped at me halfway through my song, which caused me to jump in my seat. She sat right next to me and shook her head in pure disgust. “Bitch, you up in here crying and shit over a nigga that don’t give a fuck about you! What’s wrong with you?” she asked as I cried harder.

“I just want to be with him. I love him so much!” I said with so much emotion behind it.

“Well, the feeling isn’t mutual so you need to move the fuck on!” she snapped and I looked away from her. “You’re my cousin and I wouldn’t tell you nothing wrong. I been telling you to leave him alone,” Tiffany said. I just nodded my head because she was right. She had been telling me for the last couple of years to basically cut all ties with him but I never listened.

“I just love him so much,” I said with my head low because I felt defeated.

Tiffany stood to her feet and walked into a stall to return with some tissue. I wiped the tears away but it was of no use because they kept coming. I glanced over at Tiffany and she had the silliest expression on her face, which caused me to laugh. When I started laughing, I expected her to stop making that face but she didn’t until I stopped crying. “Fuck him girl. I promise the world will not stop if you stop fucking with that nigga!” she said to me as I continued to dry my face.

“How could he do that to me though? And with that bitch! Shit, it’s really funny because he could have upgraded!” I said and shook my head as I tried to convince myself. Tamia is better than me in every possible way and that thought alone caused me to start crying again.

“Right bitch! Haha! If it will make you feel better, we can whoop her ass! I know she’s somewhere around here. I got my blade too ho!” Tiffany said as she got all hyped up.

“Let’s go get her,” I said and stood to my feet.

I walked to the mirror and grabbed some napkins, so I could clean my face properly. Tamia made us wear makeup and the mascara was all over my face. In the process of simply drying my tears, I managed to smear mascara everywhere. I wet the napkin and applied a little soap and gently wiped my face until it was bare again. Looking back at Tiffany, I wondered if the person I wanted to get to help me this time would actually help me again. Last time, it took little to no convincing because they already didn’t like each other but being as though Ray and I aren’t together anymore, I don’t really know who he likes or dislikes.

As we exited the bathroom, I followed Tiffany’s lead. Fighting isn’t really my strong suit, so I don’t know why I agreed to this. It’s going to be two against one so it shouldn’t be a big deal. I watched as Tiffany blended in with the crowd that was migrating towards the door. She stayed low and for the life of me, I couldn’t understand what she was doing, yet I followed her lead. She didn’t stand upright until she was in the middle of a group of bulky guys. When I caught up to her, I stood up as well.

“Excuse me miss?” I heard someone whisper in my ear, which caused me to frown my face up as I turned in his direction. The frown vanished almost instantly once I looked into his smoke grey eyes. His smile was bright and contagious as I smiled back while I looked up at him. The Gucci cologne he wore smelled so inviting that I took a step closer to him.

“How may I help you?” I asked and cursed myself as soon as the words left my lips. I could only imagine how lamed I sounded.

“Do you work here?” he asked with a smooth baritone voice. I nodded my head as my eyes roamed his muscular defined physique. If I was ever going to get over Ray, this would be the guy to do it. “I’m Brandon,” he said and extended his hand, so he could shake mine.

“Michelle,” I stated as I grabbed his hand.

“I’m Tiffany,” Tiffany said and stepped from behind me, which caused me to roll my eyes inwardly. “Are you single Brandon?” she asked, which pissed me off. Tiffany had always been more direct than I was and maybe that’s why she had more experience with men than I did.

“Actually, I am. That’s why I stopped you,” he said and returned his attention back to me.

I could hear Tiffany suck her teeth as she turned back around. “Is that so?” I asked Brandon and smiled. At this point I’m thinking, Ray who?

“Yes. Deuce is my cousin,” he began as I nodded my head to let him know I was listening. “The host caught my eye and held my attention all night. Since you work here, I was wondering if you knew her name,” he stated plainly and my mouth dropped. I heard Tiffany laughing behind me and not a light laugh to herself either. She was laughing hard as I stood there with my mouth open and probably the dumbest expression Brandon had ever seen.

I can’t believe this bitch came out of nowhere and took the only man I’d ever loved! Then, when I think I have the chance to move on, the guy I wanted to move on with was only stopping me to see if I knew her! Oh, Tamia will pay or my name isn’t Michelle Melton! I didn’t even wait for Tiffany as I stormed off and headed to my car. “Did I say something wrong?” I heard him ask, which caused me to glance back at him. Tiffany was heading towards me as she tried to catch up and catch her breath, but she was still laughing.

“Shut up bitch or you will be walking home!” I snapped without turning around to face her. I hopped in my car, followed by Tiffany, with revenge on my mind.

Armani

I’d been tied to this bed for a long time but I don’t know how long. There’s one window in here but after I tried escaping my first night here, Steve came in and boarded it up so good, I can’t tell if it’s night or day. Yes, I said Steve! My mama’s boyfriend Steve that Tamia and I killed. Well, we thought we killed! Remember me beating him over and over with Tamia’s stick with the nails going through it? Remember her stopping me? So yeah, the fact that he came back and fucking kidnapped me is her fault! She should’ve allowed me to finish him off. We weren’t going to get caught! We left the coast right afterwards and moved to Detroit, and nobody ever came looking for us. I did fuck him up pretty good though and every time he looks down or get ready to piss, he will think about me! Thinking back to my first night here, my head began to hurt.

I woke up to Steve sitting in a chair at the foot of the bed I was tied to. “Did you miss me?” he asked, smiling with his head cocked to the side like he was crazy.

“Fuck you!” I screamed at him. His joyous laughter filled the entire room, causing me to frown at him in pure confusion.  When his laughter finally subsided, he looked at me with a serious expression.

“I’m plan on letting you do just that,” he said. I could hear movement outside of the door but no one came in. I knew someone was helping him other than that cab driver because he had since sent the driver to get Tamia.

Steve walked out of the room I was held captive in and returned with whipped cream. The closer he got to me, the more my body started to itch. It felt like a million bugs were crawling all over my body and I began to squirm. “Look what you did to me when I did was love you,” he said, pulling his pants down. Nothing was there but a small tube that I couldn’t quite tell where it led too. I was happy and in shock at the same time. I was happy because he will never be able to rape another girl for the rest of his life. I was shocked because I had never seen such a thing, not even on TV. “They castrated me!” he yelled, slapping me so hard the top half of my body slid as far as the ropes would allow. It continued to sting and I could feel it swelling. “Do you know the doctors could have let me keep it but I would have died? It was either keep it and die or cut it off and live! They made that decision for me! I’d rather had died right there in that alley you two bitches caught me slipping in!” he said so close to my face that I could feel the heat of his breath.

He abruptly stood up right before pacing the floor with the bottle of whipped cream in his hand. All of a sudden he stopped and smiled the evilest smile I had ever seen. “We can still have fun though yummy.” he said, using the pet name he gave me the first time he tasted my girl. I looked away from him as I turned my head towards the door. My face was still stinging, so I ran my tongue over the inside of my jaw to make sure it hadn’t opened up. I felt a joy like no other when my tongue ran across the top of my blade. I willed myself not to cry tears of joy at the pain I was about to cause Steve all over again, just as soon as I was able to free myself.

He walked over to me while pulling out a pocket knife. I was thinking he was about to cut me loose until he cut all of my clothes off. “Oooooh, this pussy is prettier than I remembered!” he exclaimed, sticking his index finger in my pearl. For the first time in my adult life, she was completely dry. Frowning, he must have gotten mad because of the dryness of it. I’ve never had a problem before, but he disgusts me so bad and I’m sure that’s why she isn’t leaking. I’m glad he doesn’t have a dick or it would hurt like hell with him trying to slide it in my dry walls.

The coldness of the whip cream distracted me from my thoughts and caused my body to shiver. He covered my nipples with the cream before making a line going down the middle of my stomach before forcefully pulling me down to put a pile of it on top of my girl. Any other time I’d be juicing right now but I just want to go home and make a mess, so I could hear Tamia bitch and gripe about having to clean up behind me. Steve climbed onto the bed with me positioning himself over my breasts, so he could lick the cream off. His tongue was dry and clammy, causing vomit to quickly rise from the pits of my stomach. I quickly used my tongue to push the blade down between my jaw and teeth, so it wouldn’t come out as vomit flew out of my mouth and landed all over me and Steve. He reared back and slapped the other side of my face. A slap is so fucking disrespectful that I’d rather he punched me. At least then I’d know I was respected to some degree.

He hopped out of the bed and stormed out of the room. I could hear yelling but I couldn’t hear what exactly was being said. Looking up at my hands, I could see the knot was loose enough to slide my hand out of. I quickly slid out of it before untying myself completely. I stood to my feet and fell back into a seated position on the bed from lack of energy. I pushed through and grabbed the chair, so I could climb out of the window. Luckily, it was unlocked as I slid out of it without looking. I fell but hopped up running with my ass and titties bouncing as I ran.

BAM! I was knocked on my ass. I looked up and Steve had hit me with a piece of plywood. I could barely see as my head rocked from side to side before everything went dark.

My body being sprayed down with a water hose like some type of animal shook me from my thoughts back to my present predicament. This lady had been coming in here every day with a mask and a hoodie on trying to break me. What she didn’t know was I’d already been broken and I refuse to go back to that point in my life again! She can come in here all day with that damn water hose and every day when she leave, I’m going to tell her the same thing! She sprayed my face so I tilted my head so she could get my hair. Once she saw it wasn’t affecting me the way she wanted it to, she aimed lower at my abdomen. The pressure of the water hurt so bad but I refused to give her the satisfaction of seeing me crying. “Oh my gosh! It tickles!” I screamed out, forcing a laugh. She aimed lower and positioned right in front of my girl and it burned so freaking bad, I thought I was going to pass out from the pain! I hung tough until she heard a noise and shut the water off before leaving my room in a rush.

Again, I heard loud arguing before a smack and a loud thud. A few minutes later, Steve came rushing in the room I was held captive in. “Are you ok baby?” he asked, running to my side. I rolled my eyes at him as I turned my face towards the door. I could see the lady standing there from the crack in the door. “I’m sorry if she hurt you. What do you want me to do? I don’t want to lose you again yummy,” he said and inspected my body. He ran out of the room, nearly knocking the lady over on his way out the door before returning with his arms filled with things.  

After he laid everything on the bed, he grabbed the towel and began towel drying me off. He made sure to take extra care to the soreness between my legs, which confused me. Next, he grabbed the comb and began combing out my hair before plugging in the blow dryer and drying it off for me. It felt like I took a shower after rough sex because my body was sore but relaxed. Every part of me was in pain, from my head down to my feet ached. My fingers were the only things I couldn’t feel. After someone ripped my finger nails off while I was asleep, they went numb. I slowly drifted off to sleep thinking of what I was going to do to Tamia when I saw her again.