Raunchy 2 (5 page)

Mr. Ramsey’s House

Madjesty and Jayden walked home from school in a daze. Life for them was dreary, sad and depressing. So much so, that often times the days seemed to run into one another. It was a horrid life to be abused and they felt extreme pain every second of their young lives.

All Madjesty wanted was to be liked and loved. To feel like he’d always have someone in his corner who appreciated him, besides his brother. Yet life showed him that everyone didn’t deserve a good home, family and friends. If it weren’t true, he would have a happier life. There were many of nights he cried himself to sleep, wondering what he’d done as a child to deserve such a bad mother. His answer never came.

Walking into the house, they stopped at the door when they heard the sounds of their mother panting mixed with the noise of a male moaning. “Mmmmmm….open that pussy you dirty bitch. Open that pussy for daddy. Whose pussy is this, huh?” Slap of the ass. “Whose pussy is this?”

“Yours, daddy! This all your pussy.”

Hoping they wouldn’t get into any trouble, simply for coming into their own home, the twins tried to creep past the couple. From where they stood they could see Harmony’s leg draped over the back of the couch and Mr. Bad Guy rising and falling into her body. When he came up for his last pump, he saw the boys and smirked.

“Shiiiit, I’m cumming,” He said releasing his load into her waiting vagina, eyes still on the boys. He wouldn’t allow anything to stop him from getting his rocks off, not even her young children.

“Don’t stop now! I’m almost there!” Harmony said irritated. “I’m sick of you getting yours before I get mine.”
“Bitch, get up!” He slapped her naked thigh but she kept pulling him back onto her body. “Come on now, get up.” He stood up and his sweaty chest looked as if water was poured all over it. “Your sons are home.”
“So, who cares,” she said pulling him back onto her body again. “You got yours off but I didn’t cum yet!”
“Stop being so horny,” He laughed rising again. He wasn’t about to fuck her again even if she begged. Her pussy was rancid and she needed to bathe. “I said they’re home.” He adjusted his pants and Harmony finally stood her wretched ass up.
Looking at Madjesty and forgetting in a drunken daze she hit him in the face with a cup she said, “Fuck, happened to your head?”
“Nothing, ma,” he replied, slightly angry. After all of the pain he’d been in all day because of her, she didn’t even know it was her fault. “I think I fell or something.”
“Don’t tell me nothing. Did that boy at school beat your ass again?”
“No, but something happened today.” Madjesty handed the letter the school drafted on their letterhead. Harmony’s eyes moved left to right as she read the words and grew angry. “They called but said no one answered the phone.”
“So ya’ll getting in trouble again?”
“No, mama. They said we stink and can’t come back unless we take a bath and you wash our clothes.” Jayden said. “They say we bein’…disrupt…disrupt…”
“Disruptive.” Madjesty finished.
Harmony balled the paper up and threw it at them. It landed at their feet. “So ya’ll went to school without taking a bath? Stupid ass niggas! Why you walk out of here like that? Have me looking bad in front of them people at school! You know I tell ya’ll to wash up before you leave!”
“Sorry, mama.” Madjesty said accepting responsibility. “But…we don’t know how to wash our clothes.”
“But you know how to take a bath, dirty ass niggas!”
Mr. Bad Guy walked up to the twins. “Harmony, don’t be so hard on the boys,” he said as he ran his hand through Jayden’s bushy hair and softly hit Madjesty on the chin with a closed fist. Madjesty could smell the scent of his mother’s pussy on his hand and his stomach churned. “They just gotta toughen up. If Ramsey’s punk ass would be harder on them and stop treating them like girls they wouldn’t have this problem in school.” Then he looked at them with judgmental eyes. “This one is a punk,” he said pointing at Madjesty, “and this one walks like a bitch. They’re bound to get fucked with at school.”
“Fuck all of that!” Harmony said, still angry with them for interrupting her before she could bust a nut. “If they would pay attention in class none of this would happen!” She reached for her glass on the table and downed all of the alcohol.
Harmony was such a horrible mother and terrible human being that she didn’t understand the purpose of the letter. All in all the school board decided that she was a bad mother and that her children were unkempt. Yet she associated every problem at school with them being trouble makers when the boys couldn’t be further from it. If they were graded on their behavior they would be considered model students because the only area they lacked was education. They could barely read and were pretty much being passed through school because no one wanted the responsibility of dealing with their mother. On more than one occasion she came to the school drunk, cursing and making a scene. In the end it was decided to get the children out however possible.
“And I say its Ramsey’s fault!” Mr. Bad Guy persisted.
“Stop talking shit about Ramsey. I ain’t trying to hear all that.”
“Bitch, you better listen! Ramsey ain’t fittin’ to raise no kids. I been knowing that negro since ‘72.”
Although Ramsey was Mr. Bad Guy’s friend he would often visit the Ramsey home twice a day, once to see his friend and again to see his woman. He was as despicable of a man as they came.
“Well Ramsey ain’t here now is he?!” Harmony yelled. Snatching them both by the ears, she took them to the bathroom and slammed the door shut. “Get undressed!”
Once they were naked, she ran the tub of water and poured a lot of bleach into the tub. Once the tub was full she pushed them inside injuring Madjesty’s head again, causing the fresh wound to reopen and bleed some more. Blood dripped from his head and fell into the water turning it slightly pink. Luckily outside of a bruised arm Jayden wasn’t hurt too badly.
“Look at your head!” Harmony ranted. “Stupid ass nigga let somebody hit you in the face.” She took the bleach and poured it over the wound.
“MAMA, NOOOOOOOO!” The sensation felt like fire against his skin and burned his eyes. He slapped water into his face to wash it away. “IT HURRTSS!”
She smacked him in the mouth silencing him immediately. “Cover your mouth and stop making noise in my got damn house!” Madjesty put both hands on his mouth and tears rolled down his face. “You ain’t nothing but a punk ass nigga!” She threw open the bathroom cabinet looking for Band-Aids. Finding some she peeled the backings off of five and mashed it on his head.
“Owwww!” His screams echoed through even though he covered his mouth.
“Shut the fuck up!” She yelled smacking him in the face again. It was evident that she hated Madjesty the most. “I’m sick of your shit. You supposed to be a boy but you act like a bitch! Both of you! Now don’t come back out until you’re clean. I’m sick of them school people thinking I don’t take care of my kids! Sick of it!”
When she left Jayden wrapped his arms around his brother. “It’s okay.” Then he took a wash cloth used to clean the toilet that was on the floor, and wiped his brother’s wound. It was the only rag they could access. While adjusting Madjesty’s band aids over the cut he said, “Mama, doesn’t mean to be this way. She just be drunk sometimes.”
Madjesty dropped his hands by his sides and sobbed. “Jayden, I hate mama, a lot.”
“Don’t say that,” Jayden said shaking his head. “You don’t mean it.”
“I do mean it. I’m sick of her! She doesn’t love us. Why doesn’t she love us?”
“She’ll be fine. We just have to pray harder. We have to always pray that God will change her from mother monster into a nice mommy…like we always wanted. She gonna change. You’ll see.”
“What if God doesn’t answer our prayers?”
“Then I’ll never talk to him again.”
The boys stayed in tub, finding solitude in the quietness of the bathroom until Harmony called them for dinner. Smelling food, and wearing the same clothes they wore earlier, they rushed into the dining room to eat. After all, they hadn’t eaten since the early morning of the day prior and their tummies were growling. The school long since stopped their meal privileges because Harmony didn’t complete the necessary paperwork to get them free lunch. She may have taken the time to authorize Corporal Punishment, but feeding her children wasn’t a priority. It was as if terrorizing them was her life’s work.
When they got to the table Mr. Bad Guy was still there and they were slightly grateful because at least Harmony’s attention wouldn’t be solely on them. Taking a seat, they couldn’t wait to bite into the over cooked fried chicken and burnt white rice she prepared. For them it wasn’t about the taste of the meals, but a need to survive.
“Why ya’ll sitting there looking all crazy?” Mr. Bad Guy asked digging into the bowl of chicken. He hadn’t washed his hands since he dug into Harmony’s pussy earlier and the crust from her dried vagina juice sat on the top of his fingers. “You hear me boys?” He asked devouring the food with his mouth open, “I know you not still mad at your mama for putting you in line.” He paused. “She only doing it because boys like you might get fucked in your ass if you don’t toughen up. You want somebody to put a dick in your ass thinking you a punk?”
“No,” Madjesty said watching the food roll around in his mouth.
“Don’t say no, boy if you don’t mean it. That’s why you getting your ass kicked at school now. You don’t know how to open your mouth and stand up when its time.”
Madjesty held his head down until Mr. Bad Guy, who was already on his second piece of chicken to their none, wiped his mouth with a napkin and stood up. “Okay, let me teach you how to be a man.” Madjesty couldn’t be sure if he was drunk before, but he could definitely see that he was drunk now. He wobbled a little where he stood but maintained footing. “I’m sick of coming over here and doing nothing. Rise, baby bubba!”
“Huh?”
“Huh, nothing, boy! Stand up.” Madjesty looked at Harmony who wasn’t paying any attention to either of them. She was engrossed into the bottle of liquor that Mr. Bad Guy bought her. “Don’t look at your mother, boy. Get up.”
Madjesty pushed the chair back, which made a screeching sound against the hardwood floor. Then he stood up and stayed in place, next to the table.
“Over here!” he continued. “And put your hands up.” Madjesty walked away from the safeness of the table and stood in front of the fourtime loser. “Hands in the air.”
Madjesty put his hands in the air and when he did, he was met with a crushing blow to the chest. He flew backwards and landed against the coat closet. The doorknob hit the bottom of his head bruising it immediately. Jayden jumped up in his brother’s defense until Mr. Bad Guy pointed at him and said, “Sit the fuck down! If you ain’t help him fight at school don’t help him now.” Then he turned around to Madjesty. “Get up, boy. I ain’t got all day!”
Madjesty was crying so loudly it irritated both Mr. Bad Guy and Harmony. “I’m tired of these niggas crying all the time. I told you they act like bitches!” She said.
“It’s okay,” Mr. Bad Guy said raising his hand to silence her. “I’m ‘bout to teach these boys how to be men. When I get finished with them, you can get on your knees and give me something to say thank you.” He paused. “But right now I don’t need your lip service. Just know that when I’m done, they’ll be as tough as nails.” Then he turned his attention back to Madjesty. “Get up, boy.” He did. “Now, put your hands in the air.” Madjesty did. “Good…now aim and swing.” He did. Stooping down low Mr. Bad Guy said, “Good, now try to hit me again.” Madjesty aimed and swung but hit nothing but his own face, causing Mr. Bad Guy to fall into a serious laughter. “You can do better than that, boy.” Again Madjesty aimed and again he missed. Getting irritated, Mr. Bad Guy hit him in his chest again, and again and again.
“Stop it!” Jayden yelled. “You hurting my brother.”
Mr. Bad Guy heard his pleas but didn’t care. He was an abusive bastard while he was there and an abusive bastard at home. With five kids of his own, he took turns using them as target practice whenever the liquor gave him muscles. Although lately he took a break on abusing his family because he was also taking a break from his wife to hang out in between Harmony’s funky legs.
Mrs. Bad Guy knew her husband was a cheater due to the neighborhood rumors, but she was thankful because at least her children were safe. After fucking Harmony he was so tired when he got home that the only thing he wanted to do was sleep.
“Please stop,” Madjesty said, his chest was on fire. With outstretched hands he begged for no more. “I…I can’t breathe.”
Seeing the tears run down his face and wondering how much damage he already caused Mr. Bad Guy decided to stop his lesson. Besides, if the boy had to go to the hospital who knew what he would say to the doctor’s. He wasn’t supposed to be there and he definitely wasn’t supposed to be with Harmony over his friend’s house when he was out of town.
“Get out of here! Both of you.” Mr. Bad Guy said. “I can’t do nothing with you two. You’re going to always be faggies!”
“But we’re hungry. We haven’t eaten anything.” Jayden said looking at his mother for support.
Hoping she would at least feel sorry for them and allow them to have a piece of chicken, they waited for a response. Instead she gripped her glass and poured more alcohol into her body. “Drink some water from the sink and go in your room. I’m sick of looking at both of you, too.”
Once in the room Madjesty sat on the bed and said, “My chest hurts.”
“Fuck you!” Jayden yelled from the top bunk.
Madjesty was shocked at his brother’s response. “You mad at me?” Silence.
“Jayden, you mad at me?”