Charm City Part 1 (Welcome to Bodymore Murdaland)

by S. L. Walker

  “Would you care for one?” She asked. Treach grabbed two and handed me one.

  “This is the most ghetto/bougiest mansion party I’ve ever been to,” Treach joked as the waitress walked away. He took a sip of the champagne and I did too. He kissed me on my cheek and then stole a kiss from me again, licking the champagne drops off my lipstick. I wanted to gag.

  “Yea, you’re mine,” he grinned and downed his champagne.

  EVA

  I hurried into the bathroom right after Kaitlin. It was only one stall but had a small sink area and couch fit with small body splashes, lotions, and feminine products. Kaitlin had already stepped into the stall.

  “Kaitlin,” I called out to her.

  “Um, who is that?” She said from the stall.

  “Eva,” I told her. We were the only women in the bathroom.

  “Eva what the fuck are you doing here?” She let out her pee.

  “We’re here with Treach. Whats up with you?!” I told her.

  “Hold up,” she said. The toilet flushed and she walked out. She looked me up and down at my dress while she straightened hers.

  “Please don’t tell me he has you guys doing this shit, too,” Kaitlin looked at me worried, hurrying up to wash her hands and dried them with the role of paper towels.

  “Do what? We came to escort him with his products. Big Willy wanted us here,” I told her, washing my hands, too, even though I didn’t use the restroom.

  “He has y’all working for Willy?” Kaitlin said surprised, crossing her arms. “Damn.”

  “Yeah he does,” I answered her. “Why are you here?”

  She then locked the bathroom door and sat down on the small white leather chair that sat inside.

  “I work with Lila, now. Treach just gave me to her, like some kind of investment,” Kaitlin said.

  “Investment?” I didn’t understand. I just wanted to know if she was prostituting or not, really.

  “Treach had me having sex with these weirdos for money and even though it grossed me out and I got high just to be able to do it, I did it with no complaints and to the best of my ability just so Treach didn’t shoot my brains out,” Kaitlin confessed.

  I covered my mouth with my hand in shock.

  “I got a weird feeling Treach had something up his sleeve and Deon made a comment for me to stop being so good at what I do.”

  “Wait a minute, Deon? Deon knew?” I asked.

  “I don’t know. Either way, I didn’t know what he meant until Lila came and took me away one day. I was so scared at first, but Lila takes really good care of me. She has this big house in the gardens and there are a few of us girls there that work for her. She buys us clothes, jewelry, gets our hair done. And the men we mess with are nowhere near like how Treach’s guys are,” Kaitlin explained.

  “Victoria told us she saw you at a hotel. Getting auctioned off,” I told her. She looked at me and was speechless. I could tell she was trying to figure out what to say next.

  “She knows?” Is all she could ask.

  “Kaitlin, you got men buying you like some slave?” I asked her in disbelief.

  She shook her head embarrassed.

  “It’s not that bad. It’s something Lila does a couple times a year. And it isn’t permanent. They only get us for a few hours and then we can go home. All the money goes to Lila and taking care of us,” she explained some more.

  “Wait, wait, wait, you sound like you’re cool with this shit, Kaitlin,” I had to stop her right there. She looked at me as if she was the one disgusted.

  “Of course I’m not cool with this! You think I like having sex with rich men? Fulfilling weird ass fantasies?” Kaitlin’s face scrunched up at the thought. “But at least they aren’t mean, they don’t call me names, they aren’t dirty. Lila picks them herself. And the pay is beyond anything I’d ever think I’d make,” she told me.

  “Kaitlin, you’re a prostitute and you’re 16!” I reminded her. Apparently somewhere down the line she forgot that and maybe even who she was.

  She swallowed hard, but my words weren’t causing a dent. I shook off her stupidity and focused on the real issue.

  “Do you think Treach is going to do that to us?” I asked her the more important question.

  She shook her head. “I don’t know. I wouldn’t be surprised. I mean, I started out making runs for him, too, and then I don’t know what happened. He started eyeing me and had his own infatuation with me. And then…” she paused as if remembering how it all started. “And then one night they were all playing a game with one of his buyers or whatever, and I guess he wanted to see what was up with me or something, cus Treach told me to go with him,” Kaitlin stared off into space. Her eyes watered as she took me back to the day her body was abused.

  “Next thing I remember, I was being raped from the back in a damn bathroom. I didn’t even cry. Just stared at the mildew in the corner till he was finished. Then we went back and sat down like nothing had happened. Later, Treach handed me a few hundred dollars for it and that’s where it started. He never asked me if I was okay or even cool with doing it. He just said the word and I did it. Then he’d pay me,” she said.

  “I’m so sorry, Kaitlin,” I rubbed her back feeling pity for her and a new found hatred for Treach.

  “Hey! Is anyone in there?!” Someone knocked loudly on the bathroom door. Some girls were trying to get in to use it.

  “Yeah! One sec please?!” I yelled out.

  “I may can find out for you if Treach is up to anything,” Kaitlin said as we both stood up. They banged on the door again.

  “Hold the fuck up!” I yelled at them. “Yes, please,” I told Kaitlin. I unlocked the door to two dumb drunk blondes leaning all over the door.

  “Oooouuuu party in here! What you ladies doing?” One of the girls sloppily burst through the door. The other girl pushed past me straight to the stall. Kaitlin and I both rolled our eyes as we passed them. I ended up making eye contact with Treach as Kaitlin went her own way and I went mine; with him was Angel. He looked at me as if wondering what I was doing with her and I looked at him the same way.

  CHAPTER 25

  The look that Eva and Treach gave each other both raised enough questions

  “Damn, took you long enough, what she say?!” Raven interrupted Eva’s glare.

  “Man I got to tell y’all,” she said to Raven. “Where’s Victoria?”

  “Over there dancing,” Raven pointed at Victoria grinding on Canon with a drink in her hand, already too tipsy for her own good. Eva shook her head and then her gaze went back to Treach. He had kissed Angel on the cheek and instantly walked over to some thick brown skin chick with a red bikini on. He whispered something in her ear and they walked towards a made up dance floor people had created.

  “There’s Angel,” Eva said motioning for Raven. Eva wasn’t the only one eyeing Treach, Big Willy had seen them enter the room as well. He watched Treach touch all over Red Bikinis body as they grinded to Juvenile’s Back that thang up. He started making his way to Angel the same time the girls were and got there first. Raven and Eva both stopped in their tracks. Big Willy startled Angel, who was lost in her own thoughts of sickness.

  “Hey, sexy!” He harassed, taking Angel’s hand. She almost snatched away but then she remembered who he was.

  “Hey,” she awkwardly smiled.

  “He wrong for leaving you alone like that. Look at him just all up in Roxi’s face,” He looked at Treach who had his face all in the red bikini girl’s breast. “You know she’s a porn star?” He laughed. Angel could give two shits who Treach was with, she wished he didn’t have his eye on her the way he did. She wished he didn’t kiss her like he did to make her want to throw up.

  “Fuck, what does he want with Angel?” Raven told Eva as they watched from a distance.

  “I don’t know, him and Treach both some thirsty dogs,” Eva scowled.

  Treach looked over just in time to see Big Willy smiling at him and then he put his arm
around Angel and walked away with her. Treach instantly stopped dancing, Nine and DJ were both occupied with females, but tuned enough to notice Treach give them both a head nod to follow him. Canon also stopped entertaining Victoria grabbed her hand to follow him. Treach taught them to never get too comfortable and to always keep their head in the game, even if they were partying; especially at someone else establishment. Eva and Raven followed them, afraid that Big Willy would take her and violate her.

  “Hey Green Eyes, we about to leave,” Treach reached for Angel’s hand. He noticed it was shaking a bit, and the look on Angel’s face told him that he was a life saver. He pulled her away from Big Willy causing Big Willy to smile in anger.

  “What’s this?!” Big Willy asked.

  “We about to head out,” Treach pulled Angel closer.

  “Already?” Big Willy looked at Angel, his feelings matching the color of her eyes. “Y’all aint even been here long. That’s a little rude. You don’t like my party, Treach?” Big Willy folded his arms. A couple of Big Willy’s goons joined them, standing on each side of him.

  “Canon, can you take the girls to the limo?” Treach ordered Canon. He nodded and motioned for the girls to follow him, even Angel.

  “Aight then,” Big Willy smiled. Treach knew that smile. He knew Big Willy felt disrespected, but he also knew that Big Willy didn’t know the meaning of the word, either. This meant problems and a possible loss in money. He secretly hated that he was about to get into some beef over a bitch, but Big Willy rubbed him the wrong way and seemed like he would be trouble in the future, anyway.

  “Oh! Don’t y’all need y’all guns?” Big Willy snapped his fingers. Treach had forgotten all about their weapons.

  “Yeah, can we get those?” Treach asked calmly. His anxiety kicked in, realizing he didn’t have his shit, but realizing more that Big Willy and his boys knew he didn’t have his shit. Treach tried to be as smooth as possible.

  “What you looking at homie?” One of the goons said to DJ who was staring him down. DJ felt the tension, as well as Nine. Nine was big enough to take the other dude, but he knew they had to be strapped.

  “I ain’t lookin’ at nuttin’,” DJ scowled.

  “Seems like-” Big Willy’s boy began to say before Big Willy stopped him.

  “Chill out Bones,” Big Willy put his hands up. “We don’t want any problems, do we?” Big Willy stepped up to Treach.

  “I just want my shit, so I can go,” Treach repeated calmly, but more stern. Big Willy frowned and motioned for his goons to get their guns.

  “We enjoyed the party, though,” Treach told him.

  “Oh, I know you did. I throw the livest parties. Matter of fact I got a New Years one coming up. My New Years parties be killin’ the game,” Big Willy laughed, taking a sip of his Cognac. The goons came back with guns in their hands but Big Willy stopped them from handing them their guns.

  “Wait, wait,” he looked over the guns and took a 50 cal Desert Eagle from his boy. “Who’s this? This is nice!” He eyed the all black gun. He opened it to see the gold shells piercing back at him. “Loaded too!”

  “That’s mine. And the nine, too,” Treach pointed to a nine millimeter the same boy was holding.

  “Of course it is. Big boys buy big toys right?” Big Willy toyed with him. Treach was getting impatient and feeling more and more disrespected as Big Willy went on talking about nothing. Canon and DJ grew impatient, too, but stood their ground with their boss.

  Then, Big Willy unexpectedly put the gun in Treach’s face. Treach stepped back but didn’t lose his composure. Nine was ready to jump anyone he could get to first and DJ knew if he had to push Treach out of the way he would.

  “Since I can’t have your girl. Maybe I can have this one?” He tantalized Treach.

  “Big Willy, what chu doing?” Treach asked him, still calmly recognizing that Big Willy wasn’t going to let him leave without something he wanted.

  “What does your name mean anyway? Don’t Treach mean evil or some shit like that?” He asked his goons.

  “It’s like treachery,” one of the goons laughed.

  “Ah yea! That word treachery! Deceiving! Fake! A fraud! Are you a fraud Treach?” Big Willy pulled back the hammer of the gun.

  Treach backed up a bit, surrendering his hands in the air. He was staring down the barrel of his own gun. Was Big Willy this stupid? Now, he was glad he had the money taken away or Big Willy might have tried to take that, too.

  “I don’t know about you, Treach,” Big Willy stepped a little closer.

  “What you talkin’ about? We did legit business, what the fuck are you doing?” Treach kept his hands up, waiting for anything to happen, now understanding that Big Willy had other plans. He couldn’t figure out if Big Willy planned this all along or got butt hurt over him not giving Angel to him. Either way, Big Willy was about to take something of his.

  “What the fuck are you doing?” Raven asked Canon who was watching behind the corner with his own nine millimeter. She had snuck up to see what the hold up was before she ran into Canon.

  “Oh, shit,” she whispered as she watched the same confrontation as Canon.

  “Go back to the fucking car,” Canon ordered her. “If some shit go down we out!” Canon said.

  “What about the back up Treach said he had?” Raven asked.

  “Fuck that. We ain’t callin’ shit. If this nigga blow Treach’s head off we getting in the car and going. Big Willy will try to take his money back, kill me, and take y’all,” he told her.

  “So kill Big Willy before he kills Treach!” Raven said pissed off.

  “Naw, fuck that nigga, Treach,” he told her. Raven ran back to the limo where the girls were sitting patiently waiting.

  “Is there a gun in here?” Raven breathed heavily.

  “What’s going on?” Eva asked.

  “Big Willy has Treach at gun point! He could come after us next!” Raven yelled. “Is there a gun?!”

  The girls frantically looked under the seats and corners. Raven ran to the other limo and checked under the seat. Her fingers slid over a small gun. She grabbed it, checked to see if it was loaded, and darted back over to Canon.

  “Raven!” Canon said, pissed, when he saw the gun in her hand. She could see the pissed off but dreaded look in Treach’s eyes and DJs. Some words were said and then DJ took a hard punch in the face by the same goon who tested him the first time. The goon clocked one of the guns and put it in DJs face before DJ could try and fight back. DJ put his hands up with a bloody lip. Big Willy motioned for all three of them to turn around and started walking; now guns all pointed at them. They were walking towards Canon and Raven. Canon and Raven ducked off back towards the limo and hid behind one of Big Willy’s expensive trucks. They watched as they walked back towards the guest house and stopped. Canon and Raven couldn’t hear what they were saying, but knew something bad was about to happen.

  “Raven, please go back to the limo, so we can leave this joint! Your brother already ain’t having none of this shit,” Canon assertively whispered to her. To Canon, this was perfect. He knew he should have been calling for backup but shit was falling into place without him having to do a damn thing. Treach was finally gonna get his.

  “No, fuck that. Big Willy is just going to come after us anyway. I see how he looks at Angel,” she fussed at Canon.

  “Then let him off Treach and we will off Big Willy after,” Canon tried to convince her. Raven thought about it and agreed.

  “You’re right,” she whispered back, creeping a little closer towards them, leaving Canon behind frustrated. She could see and hear a little closer now.

  “Get y’all asses on y’all knees!” Big Willy yelled at Treach, DJ, and Nine.

  “What the fuck is this?! We can make good money together!” Treach’s voice was now high pitch, nervous, and scared. Big Willy pointed the Desert Eagle behind Treach’s head. The other goons did the same to DJ and Nine.

  “This shit ain’t nece
ssary!” Treach yelled out. Raven took this as her chance and crept closer. As soon as they did Treach, she would blast Big Willy.

  “Einie meeny miney moe,” Big Willy sung back and forth between Treach, DJ and Nine. “Which one of y'all niggas gotta go?” The gun stopped on DJ. Raven’s heart pumped. She could see from the side of DJ’s face he was trembling. He closed his eyes tight ready for his fate. Treach looked over at his right hand man giving him a look of respect. DJ had held it down for a long time with Treach. He hated that it had to end over some bullshit and even though he was terrified, he knew the game.

  “Get it over with,” Big Willy ordered his goon to take DJ out first.

  FUCK. Raven cursed to herself. She couldn’t let DJ die. This wasn’t the plan.

  She scurried behind Big Willy with her nine and pointed it at the back of his head.

  “Drop it or I’ll blow YOUR fucking brains out!” Raven yelled behind Big Willy. He didn’t hesitate to drop his gun. Treach struggled to see who was behind them without fully turning around. Big Willy put his hands up and his goons quickly faced her with their guns.

  “Who the fuck?” Big Willy said stiffly.

  “Put your fucking guns down or I’ll make spaghetti in this mother fucker!” Raven repeated. She was nervous that everyone would just start shooting because they didn’t look at all as if they were going to put their guns down.

  “You heard the lady,” Canon said with his gun pointed at the back of the head of the other goon. She looked at Canon who gave her the most disappointing look. He dropped the guns he had in his hands and put his hands up. What happened to the plan? Canon asked with his eyes.

  “On the fucking ground!” Canon kicked one of the guns on the ground to Raven. She leaned to pick it up not moving her gun from Big Willy.

  “You too nigga!” He told the goon still standing with his guns pointed.

  “Muthafucka put your fucking gun down!” Big Willy told his goon, but he was too trigger happy. He thought he could take them. He quickly pulled the hammer of his nine and pulled the trigger at Raven. Raven dodged the bullet, just barely missing Canon, when she let off her little gun into the goon’s chest. He jerked back and fell straight on his back.