#shortstorychallenge Double-Cross FINALE © J.L. Sapphire 2016
“What the hell you doing back here?” Desmond asked Reese.
It had been two days since Reese had been caught in bed with Desmond’s brother, Andre. Reese figured Desmond would have calmed down and she would have a chance to beg for his forgiveness.
“I know I messed up, D, but please give me another chance. Let me prove that I can be loyal to you. I was only acting out of revenge when I slept with Andre..because I was jealous of you being with other girls, but I only want you.”
“Nah, I don’t trust you, Reese. What’s gonna happen the next time you get pissed at me? That was fucked up, you hooking up with my brother. You could have chosen any other nigga out there in them streets, but you chose my family.”
“I know that was foul, but please give me another chance. I don’t even want Andre. Please, D, I’ll do anything you want.”
And for the next month, that’s exactly what Reese did to get back on Desmond’s good side. She walked the stroll from sun up to sun down everyday, she happily gave him ever dollar she made, she made him breakfast in bed… anything Desmond asked of her, she did it. Finally after a month had gone by, Desmond gave her back the keys to her car and let her move back in with him. Desmond still didn’t fully trust her, but he wasn’t still angry at her and pretty soon, it was as if the situation with Andre had never happened.
Desmond was tired and ready to go home after a long day of keeping his hoes in check, but Reese had texted and asked him to pick her up an omelet from IHOP. Things had been pretty good between them ever since he’d taken her back and more and more, he was thinking she might just be the woman he would settle down with. He’d never planned on pimping and drug dealing forever, and he was ready to get out of the streets and start a real family. Reese was pampered and spoiled, but she’d always been loyal to him… except for that thing with his brother. And he knew deep down he couldn’t really blame her for sleeping with his brother, because he’d paraded several women around in her face too.
The sound of a police siren interrupted his thoughts. “Shit,” he mumbled as he saw the red and blue lights in his rearview mirror. He contemplated putting the petal to the medal and making a run for it, but he knew that he didn’t have any drugs or anything illegal in the car….this time. He pulled over and watched the officer cautiously make his way to his driver’s side window, one hand on his gun.
“Good evening, officer,” Desmond said. “Why’d you pull me over?”
“You were speeding, that’s why. I need your license and registration.”
“But, I wasn’t speeding, officer.”
“Sir, I need you to step out of the car,” the officer said as he prepared to open the door.
“Because I said so. Now get out and keep your hand’s where I can see them.”
“Man, this some bullshit.. I ain’t even do nothing,” Desmond complained while getting out of the car. He watched the news and he knew that these white police officer’s wouldn’t hesitate to bust a cap in a nigga’s ass for any little reason.
The officer patted him down, handcuffed him, and led him to his patrol car. Desmond sat in the back of the police car and watched as the officer searched his car.
A few minutes later, the officer headed back over to the car carrying a black duffel bag in his hands.
“Well, look what I found,” he said, opening the bag and revealing two kilos of cocaine and several bundles of cash.
“That ain’t mine,” Desmond said.
“Yeah…sure it’s not,” the officer said sarcastically.
“It’s not..I don’t know how that got in my trunk.”
“Tell it to the judge. You’re under arrest…”
“Hello,” Reese said, answering her phone.
“You have a collect call from an inmate at the Little Rock Correctional Facility..do you accept?” an automated voice said.
Reese quickly hung up the phone without accepting the call and smiled to herself. Hell no, she wasn’t accepting Desmond’s call. He could rot in prison for all she cared. A few seconds later, she received a text message on her cell phone:
‘Thanks for the tip..I found the drugs and money in the trunk just where you said it would be. He’s going to prison for a long time.’
“We got him, baby,” Reese told Andre as he walked out of the bathroom and climbed into bed beside her. “Officer Wilson just texted me and told me he found the drugs and money I put in the trunk of D’s car.”
Reese had been trying to think of a way to get back at Andre for weeks. She’d enlisted the help of Officer Mike Wilson- one of her best paying clients- to set Desmond up. Officer Wilson had access to seized drugs and money from drug busts and in exchange for some extra special sexual favors from Reese, he’d agreed to use the seized narcotics to help her out of her dilemma with her pimp/boyfriend.
While Desmond had been taking a shower this morning, Reese took the drugs and money Officer Wilson had given her and put it in Desmond’s car. Then she’d ran back inside and fixed him the last meal she’d ever fix him, and sexed him good one last time before he left the house.
Now, Reese and Andre sat in bed, counting all the money from Desmond’s stash that he kept hidden in a safe.
“There’s over twenty thousand dollars here,” Reese said happily.
“Twenty grand ain’t bad to start our new life together. I’m just glad Desmond didn’t realize we were playing him.”
“Not bad at all. I told you it would all work out. Now, he’s out of the picture and we can have the life we’ve always dreamed of.”
Andre and Reese had been college lovers and were engaged to be married when Desmond seduced Reese with the allure of good sex, empty promises, and money and took her from his brother. Then, he turned her out and started pimping her. Reese never wanted to be a prostitute, but she feared Desmond too much to tell him that…so she went along with it.
Reese had dropped out of college when she met Desmond, but she’d expressed her desire to go back and since Desmond said she’d have to pay for college herself, she’d found a job to pay for her classes. Andre secretly hated his older brother and vowed to one day get revenge. It wasn’t until he and Reese started working together that they realized they still loved each other and Reese wanted out of her life with Desmond.
So, they’d came up with the plan to get rid of Desmond. Reese pretended that she wanted to be Desmond’s bottom bitch so he would trust her and she’d be closer to him and learn all of his secrets..like the code to his safe. Now that Desmond was going to prison, she and Andre were finally going to get married and live happily ever after.