Stripping Asjiah I (6 page)

ChApTER sEvEN

I think I only seen CJ’s mother twice, maybe three times. His parents were never married so I really couldn’t tell you where his father was. His mother was always away with her boyfriend whom I have never met either, but from what I hear he treated her well. She always called home or sent a postcard from her current location and wired money for him to stock the refrigerator. As long as CJ’s friends didn’t fuck up her house she really didn’t care what they did.

It was a nice single family home off of Engle which was a couple blocks down from South High School. Hard wood floors welcomed you into the kitchen where a small island sat in the center of the floor with pots and pans hanging from the ceiling. Glass cabinets displayed fine china, and different shapes of wine glasses. The living room was decorated in contemporary furnishings atop a plush Berber carpet. African art hung meticulously on the walls giving the room a regal appearance.

After I told CJ what happened he was determined to make Cash pay for what he had done to me. We sat up all night going over our plan. It took some convincing but eventually he understood why I had to be the one to do it and not him. It was foolproof. We dissected every angle to make sure there weren’t any holes or room for mistakes.

I called into school the next morning and talked to Ms. Bell. Everyone in the office adored me so it wasn’t a problem for her to mark me down for attendance although I had no intentions on going in. I didn’t have any clothes to put on so I threw on what I had on the day before and after we made a few runs, CJ promised to take me out to Beachwood Mall.

Our first stop was to go to Planned Parenthood where my aunt Olivia worked so she could check me out. My father’s family didn’t communicate with my mother’s so I knew there was no chance my visit would get back to my grandmother. I told my aunt that I had been having really bad cramps and that I hurt myself at cheer leading practice.

“Asjiah Cappelli?” One of the nurses blocked the door denying CJ from passing. “He can’t come back here.”
“Yo, I’m not sitting out here.”

My aunt must’ve heard our voices because she appeared at the door and told the heavyset nurse that it was okay. We followed her into one of the exam rooms and I sat on the table while CJ stood in the corner.

“Alright Asjiah, I need you to remove everything from the waist down and put this on. I’ll be back in a minute to start the exam.” My aunt looked from me then to CJ.

“Are you sure it’s okay for him to be in here?”
“Yeah auntie, he’s fine.”
Feeling reassured Olivia left the room and allowed her niece to undress.

I felt uncomfortable taking my clothes off but I knew that I had to go through with the exam. I was scared that Cash’s grimy ass might have given me something. Just the thought of him sliding in me raw made me want to throw up. I looked over at CJ who was staring at the bruises I had on my thighs, the burn on my back, and I knew he was hot.

“Of all the times I wished that I would be alone in a room with her watching her undress, I never thought it would be in a doctor’s office. I’ve waited almost two years to get close to her. I never pressured her. I told her I would wait until she was ready and this coward takes away all of that in 30 minutes. He hurt her. Put bruises on my baby and I’m gone make sure that nigga gets what’s coming to him.” CJ grinded his teeth as he tried to hold back his anger.

“Knock. Knock.”
Olivia entered the room carrying a small tray with surgical equipment on it. “Okay let’s start your exam.”

“I need you to scoot down to the edge of the bed and put your feet in the stirrups. Good. You’re going to feel something really cold go inside of you. It’s only KY and two of my fingers. I’m just going to feel around a little bit.

Lá Femme Fatalé Presents

Try to breathe easy.”
Closing my eyes, I braced myself as my aunt placed her fingers inside of me.

“Okay, good. Next I’m going to insert the speculum and use a Q-tip to collect swabs from your vaginal walls. This will be sent to the lab so they can test for STD’s. You’re going to feel a little bit of pressure once I open up the speculum.”

Squeezing CJ’s hand I held my breath.
“Asjiah, sweetie; you have to breathe.”
“Sorry.”

“Okay that’s it. Little bit of pressure and you’re all finished. I noticed some scarring on your walls but it’s nothing that won’t heal in a week or so.” Taking off her gloves she pushed the tray to the side and threw them in the garbage. “I suggest using pads instead of tampons when your period starts again. I’ll leave the room and let you put your clothes back on.”

“Are you okay ma?” Wiping my hair from my face CJ helped me sit up. “Yeah I’m fine. I’ll be even better when the test results come back.”

CJ helped me gather my things and we made our way out of the exam room.
“Asjiah, before you go can I talk to you for a second?” Olivia gave the chart to the receptionist and approached me.
“Sure auntie, babe can you take my purse? I’ll meet you out in the lobby in a second.”
I followed my aunt to the break room and sat across from her at one of the tables.

“How have they been treating you over there? Are you okay? You know granny and I tried to get in touch with you everyday but every time we called over to Marie’s she told us you weren’t there or that we can’t speak to you. If you need anything, anything at all, you know you can come to me.” Tears began to form in her eyes as I tried to hold back my own.

“I didn’t want to say anything in the exam room because I wasn’t sure what you had told him. The scarring that I saw wasn’t consistent with what you told me happened to you at practice.” She placed my hand between hers, clearing her throat before she continued. “I do this every day and I know what it looks like when a girl has suffered sexual abuse. You were raped Asjiah.” Searching my eyes for answers, she began to cry.

“Sweetie, I understand you may be scared and don’t want to talk about it, but you did the right thing by coming here and having yourself examined.” I could feel the lump in my throat as I tried to keep from breaking down. “I’m scared auntie Olivia.”
“Scared of what Asjiah? Do you know the person who did this to you?” Before I could answer one of the other nurses knocked on the door. “Excuse me, Olivia we need you to sign off on these charts, and Mrs. Sheldon is on the phone with questions about her medication.” Wiping her face she got up from the table and followed the nurse. “Stay here Asjiah, I’ll be right back.”
*****
“Aiight ma. Where do you want to go and how much is this gonna set me back?”
I buckled my seat belt and looked in the mirror hoping that my aunt wouldn’t come outside once she noticed I was missing.
“Umm?” Tilting my head I looked over at him and poked my lips out. I want to go to Victoria Secret, Abercrombie and Aldo’s.”
“Damn babe. I already know how you get in Victoria Secret; that alone plus Aldo’s is a couple stacks and some change already.”
I didn’t have to say anything. I pulled his face towards mine and gently sucked his bottom lip.
“Mmm. You don’t play fair A’.”
*****
Rushing to get back to her niece, Olivia almost knocked down one of the passing patients.

“Okay Asjiah...” Olivia’s voice echoed through the empty room as she realized her niece was gone. “Asjiah?” She wondered what could’ve happened in that house to make her so afraid. “Please protect her”. Holding the small cross around her neck she prayed for her niece’s safety.

ChApTER EIGhT

“I just gotta run in and get my books, see what I missed and I’ll be back.” “Don’t get in there and start chopping it up wit yo lil’ bird ass friends A’. All that walking around the mall got me tired.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. I hear you.” I kissed CJ on the cheek, got out of the car and jogged up the stairs towards the school.

Surprisingly the hallways were empty aside from Steve; one of the security guards. I said what’s up to him and stopped by my classes to check in with my teachers. Just as I was closing my locker I heard Keyshia calling my name.

“Asjiah! Wait up!”

I turned around to see her walking down the hallway wearing black leggings and a white baby doll shirt. She had on red sandals which tied around the ankle and was rocking a shoulder length quick weave. “Someone seems to have gotten sexy during my absence.” Smiling I stepped back and jokingly gave her the screw face.

“Yeah you know this is what happens when you got that good shit like me.” Patting her head and twirling around Keyshia modeled her new look. “You get these lil’ want to be dope boys to drop some money on you and keep you looking good. But don’t try to change the subject bitch, where have you been? I tried calling you but your cell kept going to that silly ass voice mail.”

5
“It’s only silly ‘because you keep falling for it.”
Keyshia walked around me looking me up and down as if she’d never seen me before.
“What are you doing?” Laughing, I swung my book bag over my shoulder.

“I was just trying to see if your ass had gotten any fatter. I mean, that would explain your disappearing act. Did you finally come out those panties and give CJ some ass?”

“Mind yo business Keesh.”
“I’m just saying, CJ is fine as fuck and if you don’t hurry up and give it to him, someone else will.”
“And who the fuck is that someone, you?” Getting aggravated with her bullshit I began walking towards the stairs.
“A’, hold up. I was just playing. Seriously, I miss you and just wanted to see what’s up with my girl. Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, I’m good. And yes, I have been with CJ but it’s not what you think. And even if it was he’s my fucking man so who cares. So you can stop with your twenty-one questions Inspector Gadget or is there anything else you want to know?”

“Don’t get all defensive, forgive me for caring.” Keyshia held up her hands in surrender.
“I gotta go. I’ll call you later.” Before she could say anything I sprinted down the stairs.

I was just a couple steps away from the door when I saw Corey leaning up against the driver’s side of CJ’s car. If she bent over any further she would be breast-feeding him and he didn’t seem to mind. She was wearing a yellow tube top, a dark blue pencil skirt and some bright yellow pumps. I had no problem giving compliments to girls when they deserved them and Corey was pretty.

In some ways she resembled the one chic from the show with LL Cool J. She had an ass that would make most girls jealous but also had a little gut that made her looked like she was about four months pregnant. I always said her stomach was filled with all the cum she swallowed but that never seemed to keep anyone from fucking with her.

I was cool with most of the chicks from the Valley but Corey and I never got along. I just never liked her from the first time I saw her and the feeling seemed to be mutual. I normally would’nt have paid her no mind but I couldn’t help from wondering why CJ would be talking to her. No matter the reason, I knew I wouldn’t like it.

My first reaction was to burst through the doors and ask her what the fuck was going on but instead I stood off to the side where I knew they couldn’t see me and observed the situation.

*****
“I missed you last night daddy.” Licking her lips Corey leaned over the car.
“Oh yeah?” CJ twisted his Yankees cap to the back and fidgeted with his stereo trying to ignore the hypnotizing scent of her perfume.

“Yeah, I was thinking about you and my pussy got extra wet. I tried calling you but you didn’t answer. I was hoping you would come thru and fuck me like you did the other night.”

“I had some things to do.” Asjiah could walk out any minute; thinking to himself, CJ knew that Asjiah would think the worst if she saw him talking to Corey.

“If you would’ve answered the phone you could’ve helped me get off. Instead I had to get creative and use my vibrator.” Giggling Corey kissed CJ’s earlobe. “Things got a little messy.”

“How many times did you cum baby?” He was trying really hard but the image of Corey laying on her back masturbating was making his dick hard.

“Nine times daddy; one for every letter in your name.”
“Shit. It was that wet ma?”

“It was that wet baby…so when you gone drop this lil’ act and make me yo girl again? We can go back to my house and I’ll let you put it anywhere.” Corey began kissing his earlobe again hoping that he would give in and let her in the car.

“I already have a girl.”
“Who? Malibu Barbie? Ha. You’re kidding right? Have you even fucked her yet?”
“That’s none of your business Corrine.”

“Oh, we’re using government names now Christian?” Leaning further into the car Corey reached for CJ’s belt. “You’re right, it’s not; my business is with you and what’s between your legs.”

“Get the fuck off me.”
“Get off you? You weren’t telling me to get off of you when I was going reverse cowgirl on your dick. Does your lil’ white girl know about that?” “That was a mistake. It shouldn’t have happened.”

“So which part was a mistake? When I deep throated your shit or when you were moaning like a little girl? Or maybe it was when I licked yo asshole.” Twirling the cherry blow pop in her mouth Corey mimicked her act from the other night.