#shortstorychallenge Double-Cross © J.L. Sapphire 2016
Reese closed her eyes shut, counted to ten, then opened them, hoping that her eyes were playing tricks on her and Desmond wasn’t standing at the foot of the bed. No such luck. He was still there with an angry scowl on his face and a gun in his hand. She shook Andre, who was oblivious to the danger they were in. He was still snoring lightly in post coital bliss.
“Dang, I didn’t mean to fall asleep, babe,” he mumbled sleepily. He reached to put his arm around her, but she pushed him away.
“What’s wrong, babe?”
Reese looked nervously back and forth between Andre and Desmond, too scared to speak. So instead she pointed to the end of the bed. Andre sat up and followed the direction of her finger and he cursed under his breath when he saw what, or rather who, had Reese looking like she was seeing a ghost. A ghost probably would have been less scary than Desmond right now.
“Hey man, I can explain…this ain’t what it looks like,” he said jumping up and reaching down beside the bed for his jeans. Reese was too afraid to move, but she grabbed the sheet to cover her naked body.
“The hell you mean, its not what it looks like? It sure looks like you’re butt ass naked in my bed to me.”
“Okay, yeah, that’s what it is, but just let me explain.”
“Nah, ain’t no explaining, nigga.”
“Yes it is. Hell, I’m only doing what you told me to do anyway. This is a part of the plan, remember?”
“Nah, I never told you to fuck her. I said help me see if her trifling ass is as faithful to me as she pretends to be by making a pass at her..that’s it.”
Reese looked back and forth between the two men as they talked, shocked as hell at what she was hearing.
“Hold up..y’all set me up?”
“Nah hoe, you set yourself up,” Desmond snapped at her.
“I done told you about calling me a hoe,” she said to Desmond. “And anyway, you love my hoe ass when I’m bringing in that money after being out there in them streets, don’t you?”
“Well lately, you been slacking on that too. And don’t think I don’t know that you been trying to be slick and pocket some of you been making.”
“So you set me up because I keep some of the money that I get out there and earn?”
“Nah, I set you up because you been begging me to make you my bottom bitch. And I was thinking about it, but first I had to see if you could be loyal to me when my back is turned.. and now I know you can’t since you just smashed the homie, so back to the stroll you go. Matter of fact, I don’t need you on my team at all. You steal from me and lie to me and I can’t trust you. I need females around me that I can trust. Get some clothes on and gone and get up out of here.”
“But baby, give me one more chance.”
“Ain’t no second chances, bih.”
“But, how you gonna get mad at me when you been cheating on me too?”
“In order for me to cheat on you, you’d have to be my wifey. You ain’t never been that and you never will be. Now, get gone before I really get mad up in here and start popping off.”
Reese got out of the bed and walked towards the dresser with tears in her eyes, hurt and embarrassed that she’d gotten caught up in a scheme. She pulled out a pair of jeans and a T-shirt and quickly got dressed. Desmond was mad and still gripping that 9mm in his hand, so she knew it was best to get the hell out of dodge while he was allowing her to walk out alive. She’d seen him beat the hell out of his other whores many times before for different reasons ranging from rolling their eyes at him to being short with his money, so she got dressed and reached for the car keys lying on the dresser.
“I hope you don’t think you driving my car. Walk, trick.”
“I’m the one who gives you the money to make the car payment…most of the time,” Reese told him.
“But I leased the car in my name, so that’s my ride.”
“But it’s raining, Desmond.”
“Then you better call a cab.”
If she wasn’t scared of Desmond, she would have thrown something at him, but she wasn’t that crazy…so she left as fast as she could. She had a banging body and a pretty face and she knew she could easily find another pimp, but not if her face was all bruised up.
“What about me, man? You gonna let me walk up out of here alive too?” Andre asked.
“I shouldn’t after what you pulled, but you all good with me. You know it’s always money over these bitches with me. I can find a dozen more just like Reese. But you lucky you’re my baby brother and I love your ass. You only did what she allowed you to do. I would have done the same thing. Now finish getting dressed and let’s go hit up IHOP..I’m hungry as hell.”
Reese walked toward her mom’s house, shivering from the cold rain that was hitting her in the face. She blew through money so fast on dumb stuff like clothes and hair weaves, she didn’t even have $5.00 to pay for a cab. She cursed Desmond and Andre with each step. “I cant believe those punks set me up. This was all a game. That’s alright though…I know how to play games too.”
TO BE CONTINUED…