Payback Is a Mutha (19 page)

E
ven though Shadee had been over Brianna’s for the last week she still was lonely and missed the companionship of her girl, Shan. But right now she was on cloud nine because last night Shadee had proposed to her. His proposal really threw her for a loop. There were rose petals sprinkled over the table that was draped with fine Irish linen set with Tiffany Platinum china and Baccarat crystal goblets. There was filet mignon, lobster tails with drawn butter, baked potatoes and asparagus. For dessert they had cheesecake smothered in fresh strawberries. He had set the table himself. The candlelight shimmered and sparkled as he threw on a slow jamz wedding CD and then popped the question. Of course Brianna didn’t hesitate in accepting. She was dying to tell Shan the news but kept getting her voice mail.

The following morning Shadee got up early to go take care of some business. Brianna decided to use this time to get some housecleaning done, grocery
shop, go to the hairdresser, do all of the things that she’d been neglecting due to her depression. As she mopped the kitchen floor her phone rang. She turned down the radio before answering.

“Hello.”

“Brianna it’s me. I still need four thousand more dollars. How much you got?”

Brianna was surprised and glad to hear Shan’s voice. “I’ve been calling to tell you that I have seven thousand for you. I wrote you a letter. Have you open—”

Shan abruptly cut her off. “I’m on my way to come get it.”
Click.
All Brianna heard was a dial tone. Still, excited that Shan was coming over, she hurried and finished with the kitchen. She showered and threw on the Prada jeans and blouse that Shan had bought for her. She was dying to talk to a female, especially her number one girl, since she had been living like a recluse ever since her and Shan fell out.

An hour and a half later she heard a knock at the door. “I’m coming Shan.” The tears were rolling down her cheeks. “I miss you so much!” She swung the door open.

“We miss you too.” This big black burly brother damn near knocked her backwards as he pushed the door open. He was followed by what looked like albino twins.

“Damn she fine,” one of the twins said.

“Who the fuck are y’all?”

“Don’t worry about who we are. You need to be worrying about what we’re getting ready to do to your scandalous ass.”

Brianna took off running towards her bedroom.
The twin who said that she was fine ran behind her and snatched her up by her hair. Brianna began kicking, screaming, and scratching whomever she could get her hands on. The big black burly brother stuffed a handkerchief into her mouth and then began ripping off her clothes. She was still swinging and kicking like a wild animal.
Pop!
He punched her in the face.

“Hold this bitch down niggas!” Big black burly ordered. “Naw. Hold up. Maybe we should put her on the couch. She could take two of us at the same time.”

“Fuck that! Take that rag outta her mouth. She could suck my dick and take all three of us!”

The other twin and big black burly laughed.

“Let’s do it!”

They carried her back into the living room kicking and screaming with the gag in her mouth. Big black burly hurled her onto the couch.

The shorter albino twin was the first to drop his pants. Brianna’s eyes got big as saucers and she was screaming and shaking her head no. Short albino’s dick was so big that it definitely could have been his third leg. He sat on the couch and began giving orders as if they did this before.

“Get this bitch up and have her straddle me. While I’m beating up the pussy one of y’all could be tappin’ that ass hole.”

“That ain’t gonna work man. Let’s put her back in the bed. That way she could lay on top of you and I’ll get on top of that ass. Or we can sixty-nine this hoe. I do know this couch ain’t gonna work.” Big burly snatched her back up and they went back into the bedroom.

Oh, God. Please, Shan, hurry up over.
Brianna was praying to herself.
Please God, send her through that door right now.

Little did she know that last night Shan had called Briggen over and told him that she needed a favor. He thought it was money. So as soon as he got to her house he asked her how much did she need. She told him that she didn’t need money she needed a huge favor and that it was very important to her. After she told him what she needed Briggen asked her if she was sure. She looked crazed and bugged out; and assured him that she was very sure. So luckily the three dudes who were at Brianna’s now were in town for a couple of days and were the type of niggas who would do anything. So Briggen put them on it in exchange of her promise to leave Forever alone.

They finally got Brianna in a position where one twin could hit the pussy and the short albino with the third leg decided he wanted to bust her a new ass hole. Brianna was in so much pain from being fucked in two holes at the same time she had fainted. But that didn’t stop big black burly from throwing them legs up over his shoulders and continuing to beat that pussy up. After they were all satisfied they tied up her wrists and ankles and big black burly went to the kitchen and raided the fridge. They brung her back into the living room.

The twins sat down on the couch. Third leg grabbed the remote and began flicking channels. “Shut that noise up, bitch!” he yelled at her.

“Please go,” Brianna pleaded. “Leave me alone,” she screamed.

“Bitch I gotta hit that one more time,” the taller twin said.

Big burly came into the living room carrying a bag of Doritos and was chomping on a turkey and cheese sandwich. “Damn. That hoe got some good pussy. You gotta man baby?” he joked, causing them all to burst out laughing.

The more the taller twin looked at her naked the hornier he got. “Fuck it!” He got up, scooped Brianna up off the floor and headed for her bedroom.

“Yo, what you doin’ man?” Third leg’s eyes followed his twin who ignored him. They heard the door slam. Minutes later they heard Brianna’s gut wrenching scream and tall twin slapping her, telling her to shut up.

“Damn. Your brother into that S and M?” Big black burly forced a mouthful of Doritos in his mouth.

“I wouldn’t call it S and M. But he do like to beat bitches up while he fuckin’ them. He get off on that sick shit.” He turned down the volume on the TV and they heard him beating Brianna. She was screaming, “Oh, God, somebody stop him!” “See what I mean?” third leg said. Big black burly shrugged his shoulders.

Fifteen minutes later the door came open. “Yo come back here!” he yelled.

After the other two raped her again they stood up over her and pissed all over her body.

When Brianna finally woke up her whole body was aching, her head was pounding and she was lying in puddles of blood and piss. She snatched the handkerchief out of her mouth and her throat was so dry she began to gag. As her eyes focused the room began to spin. Then her body began to tremble as she cried herself to sleep.

When she awoke again it was pitch black out
side. She remembered that she was supposed to go grocery shopping, get her hair done and drop by the cleaners. Her thoughts then went to her cleaning up, Shan calling, and as she waited for her to come over that’s when that knock came and she was greeted with her worst nightmare.
What happened to Shan? Where is Shan?

“Ahggg!” She groaned as her body peeled from the soiled sheets. She turned on her bedroom light and looked into the mirror. The left side of her face was swollen, the right side was blue and black, her hair was matted to her neck and scalp. Her loose tooth was now gone. She looked as if she was auditioning for a horror movie. The stench in the room was horrendous. Her body was so sore that it took her almost twenty minutes to take the linen off the bed and throw it into a trash bag. She then thought about Shadee and Shan. She called them both only to get their voice mail.

She then dragged herself into the bathroom and turned on the shower. It was so hot her skin was turning red but she didn’t care. She began crying and scrubbing her skin so hard she thought that her skin would begin bleeding. When she couldn’t take the pain anymore she got out and dried off. When she sat down to pee it burned so bad she cringed in pain. That’s when she decided to dial 911.

After being questioned by the police she was taken by ambulance to the hospital, the Med. She was assigned a rape crisis counselor and then given a thorough exam. She needed six stitches in her anus and she had a yeast infection. Two days later, before she was released, the doctor, with his back to her, told her that she was HIV positive.

“What?” she asked in disbelief.

He turned around, faced her and said again, “You’re HIV positive.”

“Doctor, please. Don’t do this to me.” She got up and went over and grabbed him. “Are you sure?”

“Yes ma’am. Here are your test results.” He held up the folder.

“Noooo!” Brianna screamed. “That can’t be right. You have to do them again! Doctor please,” she begged.

“We can run the tests again but more than likely the results will be the same!”

“You don’t know that!” Brianna screamed. “You don’t know that!” She began trashing the room. Two nurses came running, along with a male nurse’s aide to see what was all the commotion.

The nurse’s aide grabbed her, held her, trying to soothe her. “You can get through this baby girl. C’mon now.”

“Oh, Goddd!” She sobbed into his chest.

The Filipino doctor felt relieved because he was so scared that she was gonna attack him he thought he was gonna piss in his pants. “Nurse Richie, here are her discharge papers.”

“Okay. I can handle it from here.”

“Thank you.” He then bolted for the door.

“Dr. Huron,” Brianna yelled.

He reluctantly came back in. “Yes?”

“I was just raped less than seventy-two hours ago. Isn’t it impossible to show up this fast?”

“Staff, please excuse me and my patient.” When they all dispersed he motioned her to the chair. “Have a seat.” He then handed her some tissue and waited until she finished blowing her nose. “To answer your
question, yes it is impossible to show up that quick. That’s why we had you list your previous sex partners. It had to be contracted from one of them.”

As Brianna rode in the back of the cab her thoughts kept going back to Shadee. As she looked at the engagement ring on her finger she said, “He wouldn’t do this to me! No. I know he wouldn’t. That fuckin’ nigga.” Brianna kicked the back of the seat. “That nigga fucked me on purpose.”
Calm down, girl.
She told herself.
You jumping to conclusions.

“That’ll be $14.40, ma’am.” The cab driver interrupted her thoughts as he pulled in front of her apartment.

She gave him $15.00 and stepped out of the taxi like a zombie. All she saw was revenge. The closer she got to her front door the angrier she got. She couldn’t open the front door because the tears weren’t allowing her to see. “Shit!” She kicked at the door, then wiped her eyes. “I hate y’all motherfuckers!” she screamed, finally getting inside where she immediately began trashing the place. “Who raped me god-dammit!” she screamed. “Who infected me!” She was going berserk, tearing down the curtains, turning over the coffee table, throwing CDs everywhere. “I hate you all!” She moved from the living room to the kitchen where she wreaked more havoc. Tossing dishes, including her expensive china. Slipping on a plastic spatula she fell onto her ass. Crying hysterically she banged her head repeatedly up against the cabinet.

“God why do you hate me so much?” she screamed over and over before blacking out.

I
feel like I’m losing my mind. I don’t even think logically anymore. For example, last week I invited Briggen over to ask him to send somebody over to Brianna’s to fuck her over, just like she fucked me and my brother over. He asked me if I needed some money and me and my dumb ass said no. I was so bent on getting some payback. Now I haven’t been able to get in touch with him to tell him, hell, yeah. I need some loot.

Now here I am, sitting in front of the prison, my job waiting on a bitch to come see her husband. Crazy ain’t it? I feel like I’m falling and can’t get up.

As soon as Shan saw Nyla and their daughter get out of a minivan she got out of her car and walked towards them.

“Come on Tameerah.” Nyla grabbed her hand.

Shan caught up to them. Her stomach was doing flips. “Um, excuse me. Can I talk to you for a minute?”

“Who are you and what about?” Nyla looked Shan over in contempt.

“I’m the computer teacher. Your husband works for me.” She had Nyla’s full attention but she wasn’t gonna let her know it.

“Tameerah go stand behind Ms. Jenkins and hold our spot in the line baby.”

“Okay Mommee.” She gladly takes off running.

Nyla stops and stands where she can keep an eye on Tameerah. “So, who are you again?” Still looking at her like she’s shit while noticing how Shan looks like she’s stressed the fuck out.

“My name is Shan. Forever works for me. I’m pregnant by him.” She paused, waiting on Nyla’s response. Nyla looks at her like she’s crazy. “I’m keeping it despite the fact that he wants me to get an abortion.”

This bitch has a lot of fuckin’ nerve and balls, stopping me and telling me this bullshit.
Nyla was about to snap when Tameerah yells, “Mommee, c’mon. It’s our turn!”

“I’m coming baby.” Thankful that the sound of her voice brought her back to reality. The here and now. She calmly said, “I don’t know you. And it’s very hard for me to believe that you’re that hard up for a man that you have to get a job at a prison to get some dick. All this free dick out here. So you need to take the bullshit elsewhere ’cause I am not the one. And I suggest that if you’re liking my husband, you better do it from afar. As a matter of fact, I suggest you get another job, and fast. Because like I said, I am not the one.” She stormed off leaving Shan standing there looking dumb. But after she thought about it she turned around, snapping her fingers and said, “Excuse me.” Shan was still standing in the same
spot, mouth hanging open. “My husband did tell me that there was a hoe in here harassing him while y’all are supposed to be gettin’ money. He said he explained to you that this is business and that he needed you to bring his dope in and if it called for a little dick, well, he had to do what he had to do. So I gave him that. But he said you caught feelings. And now you want to have his baby? Girlfriend, I suggest you let it go. You see this diamond tennis bracelet?”—she held out her wrist—“thank you. I just bought this last week. And what? You can’t even get him to give you four fuckin’ lousy dollars to get your brother out?” Shan’s hand went up to her chest. “Yeah. I know all about you. Hoe you being used, like some shitty toilet paper. Since you’ve been riding my man’s dick, I’ve been wiping my ass with thousands.”

Mr. Forever? He got me fucked up! Here I am holding it down for this nigga and he’s on the inside fucking bitches? Oh, hell no! Once I get all of the facts, it’s gonna be on. I’m getting ready to show him my true colors,
Nyla screamed to herself.

“Bitch, I’m wifey. So whatever feelings you got for my husband that’s all you got is feelings. Forever is mines, always and forever.”