Sex and Crime: Oliver's Strange Journey (60 page)

Then I hung up the phone. She tried to call
back, but I didn't answer.

The next morning, when Lucy called, I told
her I had officially broken up with Veronica, and I was now all
hers. She was really happy and said: "I love you, I love you, I
love you sooo much!" That made me feel really good. I had the
biggest smile on my face. Finally this crazy love triangle nonsense
was done and over with, and I could just concentrate on one girl. I
was glad it was Lucy.

She told me that I was going to be the only
person on her visitation list. She didn't want anyone else to come
visit her. Only me. And she said that she wasn't going to talk to
any other guys anymore. She promised she would be nothing like
Veronica. She would show me that she's a much better girlfriend.
She would be 100% faithful to me.

And I promised that I would not talk to any
other girls anymore either, and I wouldn't have sex with anyone but
her from now on. And I meant it. I was going to wait for her to get
out of jail. I really didn't want to be with anyone else. I was
really happy whenever I was around Lucy. She was my little ray of
sunshine.

When Lucy called me back a little while
later, she sounded depressed.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

She said: "I told some people in dorm 1 that
you are my boyfriend now, and they just laughed at me. They said
you don't really care about me. Everyone in jail knows you, because
you talk to a whole bunch of girls in jail. And everyone knows that
you're Veronica's man."

"What? No, I don't talk to a bunch of girls.
I don't know why all these girls pretend to know me. I talk to
Haley, because I have known her for 4 years now. We are really good
friends. And I talked to Veronica, because she was my girlfriend.
And I talk to you, because I love you, and you're my new
girlfriend. That's it. I don't talk to anyone else. I wrote a few
people some thank you notes a while ago, because they warned me
about Veronica. I really appreciated that they told me she was
cheating on me with Kim, and that she wasn't really pregnant. But I
don't talk to a bunch of girls in jail. And you know that I don't
like to have sex with girls I don't know, and I don't call girls on
Backpage. I really do love you," I replied.

I asked her when our next viso was, so we
could talk about this in person. She said her list hadn't been
processed yet.

The next day, I suddenly got a call from
Wigger: "Yo, don't fall for Lucy's games. Don't be a duck!"

I had talked to him a few times since Lucy
got arrested, because a bunch of her new clothes were in the hotel
room they shared, and she wanted me to get all her things from
Wigger and keep them at my house, until she'd come home to me. I
could barely understand a damn thing he said, because he slurred
his words so badly.

But from what I understood, he was telling
me that Lucy didn't really care about me, and she was just using
me, just like she had used him and a bunch of other guys. I had the
feeling he was mad, because she wanted me to get her things from
him, but he had thought they were going to be together, although he
had a girlfriend, Abby, who was also in jail right now. In dorm 1
with Lucy and Haley. He had been cheating on Abby with Lucy and a
bunch of other girls.

When Lucy called me back, I told her about
Wigger's strange call. I asked her what he meant by that. She said
she didn't know. But something about the tone of her voice made me
suspicious. I did a little research, and found out that her
visitation list had been approved, and I was not the only person on
her list. There were 4 other guys besides me, and she had scheduled
her two visits for next week with two other guys: her old pimp
G-Force, and her sugar daddy Cho. She was playing the same sick
games as Veronica.

I was really hurt and disappointed. I felt
so betrayed. I really thought she was different.

Once again I sent her a nasty postcard and
told her not to call me again.

Veronica kept calling me, so I finally
answered the phone, and we started talking again. She told me she
didn't know why she wrote those letters to Jasmine and Kathleen.
She said she really didn't want to be with any of them, that she
loved me, and that she wanted to come home to me. She asked me to
come see her so we could talk.

I went to viso the next day, and she told me
that she knew she had some sort of mental problem that compelled
her to keep telling all these people that she supposedly loves
them. She said: "I keep selling them dreams, and then I treat them
like shit. I don't know why I do it. I'm not even interested in
them, but it's like a sick game or something. I guess I just wanna
see if I can get them. I feel bad sometimes, because I really shit
all over Snickers and Shelly, Kathleen, and Jasmine."

"And what about me?" I asked. "Do you feel
bad that you keep hurting me with your behavior?"

"Of course," she said. "I really do love
you."

To me it seemed like Veronica had some sort
of obsessive compulsive disorder that made her act this way. I knew
she really did have OCD. When I stayed with her at her apartment, I
had seen her comb her hair for over an hour.

I love when a girl has long, flowing hair.
It's so feminine. But Veronica always tied her hair back into a
really tight ponytail. It was a shame, because she had beautiful
hair.

I had seen her stand in front of the mirror
and just get lost in a trance-like state, while she combed the
tightly pulled back hair on her head over and over and over with a
toothbrush. Each individual hair had to be exactly where she wanted
it to be. Later some of the other inmates told me that she did the
same thing in jail.

While she told me during that viso that she
supposedly felt bad for selling dreams to all these different
people and for hurting me, I noticed that she had a hard time
hiding a smirk. She really didn't feel any remorse. She was
actually proud of herself. She wasn't really apologizing for
cheating on me, she was bragging to me about her conquests.

"Man, I fucked so many girls while I was
living on Brantley," she said and laughed. "I totally shit all over
Jasmine!"

"Yeah, and you tricked with a bunch of guys
too," I said calmly.

"No, no, that's not true! I didn't post on
Backpage. I didn't trick," she objected.

In her sick mind, she wasn't really a whore,
if she didn't post an ad on Backpage and had sex with hundreds of
guys, and she just had sex with dozens of "regulars" and dope boys
instead.

"Really? You seriously think fucking Urban,
and Tim, and all those other guys wasn't tricking? I found a
freshly used condom in your nightstand. I found you in bed with
Norbert," I said. I was getting disgusted with her all over
again.

She started laughing: "Yeah, I can't believe
we didn't wake up when you kicked the door in!" She thought it was
hilarious. She had no sense of empathy whatsoever. She couldn't put
herself in my shoes and consider how that situation felt on my end.
She really did not comprehend how terribly she hurt me when she
cheated on me.

"You really think the stuff you did to me is
funny?" I asked. "How would you feel if I sat here and laughed
about having sex with Anita?"

"That was crazy, when I fucked Anita,"
Veronica laughed. "We fucked for like two hours!"

"Do you understand how badly you're hurting
me when you say shit like that?" I asked. "Seriously, let's turn
the tables. How would you feel if I told you I fucked Anita twice,
and it was awesome?"

She stopped laughing and got a suspicious
look on her face: "DID you have sex with Anita?"

"Yeah. Twice. And it was awesome. She did
all sorts of acrobatics, and she let me cum inside her pussy," I
replied calmly.

"What? What the fuck are you talking about?"
Veronica asked angrily. "Is this supposed to be a joke? Like when
you made up Faith? Or did you really fuck Anita?"

"I really fucked her. And I really liked
it," I replied with a cold, cruel superiority in my voice.

Veronica got so pissed! She started ranting:
"Imma kill that bitch! That fucking hoe! I knew something was up
when you guys stayed up all night and talked! I knew I couldn't
trust her! Imma beat the shit out of her if I ever see her again."
Then she got quiet. She was in her own head, plotting her revenge
against Anita.

"Did you use a condom?" she asked.

"No. We were going to be in a relationship
together, remember? So Anita let me cum inside of her without a
condom," I said. I started to enjoy seeing Veronica this upset.
Karma is a bitch.

"That's DISGUSTING! What if she got
pregnant?" she asked.

"Why is it disgusting if I fuck other girls
and cum inside of them without a condom, but it's ok for you to
fuck all these girls, and other guys, and you let them cum inside
of you?" I asked.

"I don't ever fuck anyone without a condom!
You're the only one I let cum inside of me. I always use a condom
with other guys! You even found one of them in my nightstand," she
yelled.

"Bullshit! I saw your text messages when you
were talking to Urban about having him get you pregnant. You let
that dirty nigger cum inside of you without a condom all the time!
And I'm sure he wasn't the only one. And remember when we first
met, and your leg was hurting and you told me I was the only one
you wanted to have sex with? There was someone else's cum dripping
out of your pussy while you said that. Ever since I've known you,
all you have ever done is lie and cheat. And you think it's cool.
You're actually proud of yourself, like some sort of sick
sociopath. You don't give a shit if you hurt other people, but when
someone does it back to you, you act all upset," I replied.

She got quiet and said: "I don't want to
argue anymore. I'm sorry for all the shit I've done. I really do
love you."

I didn't feel like arguing either. I was so
sick and tired of feeling like shit. It was so emotionally
draining. I was exhausted.

"Why can't things between us ever just be
easy?" I asked sadly. "I'm so sick of all this drama."

We stopped arguing and everything went back
to the way it used to be. She called several times a day every day,
and I visited her twice a week. We were back together. She told me
she really wanted to have a future with me and she wasn't going to
fuck it up again. She swore that from now on, she would be 100%
faithful to me and not play any of her sick games anymore, not
cheat anymore, not write any more love letters to anyone else or do
anything else she shouldn't be doing as my girlfriend.

Then Haley called me and told me that
everyone in jail knew about Veronica dating her bunkie Wendy. She
said they were fucking each other pretty much every day, and they
almost got caught a few times. The corrections officers got so sick
of always seeing Veronica and Wendy together in dark corners, or
taking showers together, they separated them and sent Wendy back to
dorm 3.

I didn't want to believe it. But Haley had
never really lied to me. Well, except when she stole my hard
drives, and when she pretended that I got her pregnant. But since
she had been in jail, everything she told me about Veronica was
always true.

I looked on the Sheriff's website, and I saw
that Wendy really had been moved to dorm 3.

When Veronica called me back, I asked her
what was going on in jail, and if there was any interesting new
gossip. I gave her a chance to tell me that her "best friend" Wendy
was no longer in the same dorm with her. But she didn't bring it
up. I had noticed that in the past few weeks, there had been
complete radio silence about Wendy. Veronica used to mention her
all the time in the beginning, because they were friends and they
were hanging out together. But lately Veronica never mentioned
Wendy at all anymore. I knew what that meant.

When people withhold seemingly harmless
information, it's usually because it's not harmless after all, and
they are afraid if they reveal that bit of information, it will get
them into trouble. So I knew that the only reason why Veronica
wasn't mentioning Wendy's name anymore was because there was
something going on between them.

And now the fact that they had been
separated and Wendy was sent to another dorm, and Veronica didn't
even mention that, when I casually asked her for the latest gossip,
was proof that she was hiding her relationship with Wendy from me.
Veronica told me a while ago that Wendy had given birth to a baby
boy right before going to jail. So I figured now Veronica was going
to try to get her hands on Wendy's baby, in case she couldn't get
Kim's or Shelly's or Kathleen's baby.

I told Veronica that I knew she was cheating
on me again, that she was dating Wendy behind my back, that they
had sex all the time, and that they had been separated now.

"What? No! That's crazy! There is absolutely
nothing going on between Wendy and me. Her being sent to dorm 3 had
nothing to do with me. She got caught in the wrong bunk area. That
had NOTHING to do with me," Veronica claimed.

But then, a few minutes later, she slipped
and said: "Wendy and I used to be in the same bunk area, but she
got moved to another one. She has this stupid high school girl
crush on me, so she kept coming over to my bunk area, and then she
got caught."