BOMAW 10-12

by Mercedes Keyes

  "How very interesting puta! So you can go for other men I see, but then, perhaps he is married too, like my husband!" Meribel started out, loud enough for all those within the group to turn to her, including Margaret. The moment she turned to see Meribel, her face turned red, her eyes grew wide, fear and humiliation washing over her as she realized that Meribel was going to make a scene.

  Meribel looked at the man Margaret had been speaking with saying, "So where is your wife? At home waiting for you maybe? I assume you married because this puta here, she only likes men she can't have! Like my husband! You know she's a stalker? Beware, or you'll be next - trying to break up your marriage."

  Embarrassed, the man looked from Meribel to Margaret, not sure what was going on.

  "You look ridiculous and you sound absurd, standing here making a fool of yourself-..." Was all that she got out before Meribel lit into her.

  "Bitch, I am not the one, I will tear you apart in this place! Don't you dare pull that holier than thou shit with me! You sick, demented freak! You call yourself a teacher?! And how fuckin' dare you, break into my home! Go through our things! Steal pictures of my husband and piss - like the low life piece of white trash that you are - on my things - my clothing - because you can't have my man! Oh yeah, how do you like it now - you twisted whore!? I will fuckin' snatch you bald and finish that crack in your ass up to your neck bitch! You want to try me?! Huh puta?!! Tell these people, your friends, how you called my house over and over again, harassing me, calling me racist names because you want my husband!! TELL THEM BITCH! Tell them what a sick, psycho cunt you are! But you fucked up when you broke into my house bitch! We called the police! Yes! They have your finger prints! They have your foot prints! They have your nasty ass urine you silly sick whore!"

  "Move and get out of my face!" Margaret hissed, trying to walk around Meribel, but she wouldn't let her by.

  "MOVE me puta! Go ahead, try it! When the police are done, proving it was you in our house, we are going to press every fuckin' charge we can on you!"

  "GET OUT OF MY WAY!" Margaret shouted, burning in shame.

  "WHO YOU YELLING AT? YOU BROKE YOUR RESTRAINING ORDER CUNT!! NO! NO! LET ME GO!" Meribel snatched her arms free of her husband who was now there, trying to pull her away. "YOU HEAR ME-E-E! I CATCH YOU - NEAR MY HOME AGAIN - BE READY FOR AN ASS WHIPPIN' THEY'LL BE WRITING ABOUT IN THE NEXT NEW TESTAMENT OF THE BIBLE - YOU NASTY SICK STALKER!!" Meribel screamed at her, as Derrick lifted her off the ground and over his shoulder in order to take her out of there.

  Sasha had run to him when she realized what was going on. But he could hear her loud and clear from the line and had been rushing to see where she was, his sons behind him. Everyone in the restaurant could hear her - which was her intent. Margaret had tried to walk away from her, but Meribel had gotten in her face, blocking her so she couldn't leave. Margaret dare not touch her, she was already afraid Meribel might attack her. None of the teachers with her, stood to step in and assist, they were too busy watching, listening, learning. As it was, gossip around the school made many of them aware - but not until that moment - had anything been absolute about her, Margaret; until Derrick's wife confronted her there.

  The restaurant owner, manager, waitresses, all speaking in English and Chinese, were trying to get Derrick to get his screaming wife out of their establishment quicker. But Meribel grabbed hold of things so she could get her last words in. "SEE YOU - IN COURT - BITCH!!!" Was the last she screamed when Derrick, with his sons help, pealing their mother's fingers from the door frames that finally got her outside. He made quick steps toward the van, their children around them as Meribel struggled to get down.

  "Put me down, now!" She ordered her husband.

  Derrick ignored her until they got to the van, he stood at the passenger side door for her, "Open the door Marcus!" Who ran doing so right away, opening it for them. Derrick set her down, blocking her from getting out of that area, "Get in the van - now!" He ordered.

  Looking up at him, she decided she'd had her say, in fact, she felt pretty good. Turning, she stepped, ever so lady like into the van, and crossed her hands over her lap. Derrick stood staring in at her profile a moment, shaking his head, he ordered the kids, "Get in!" They all jumped into the van. He slammed her door close and walked around opened his door and got in to the sounds of giggling and stifled laughter. His kids were trying to cover there mouths, making a true effort not to laugh at the scenario.

  He started the van, sat a moment, then asked, "So, where would you all like to eat, since Chinese here is out of the question."

  Laughter burst out and then quieted all but for a few sputters and snickers when he turned giving a narrowed glaring eye to those guilty of thinking this funny. Sighing, he looked once more at his wife's profile, "Well? Any suggestions?" He asked her.

  "This is not the only Chinese restaurant in Madison."

  Derrick nodded, "So you're right, and it's a good thing too, because we sure as hell won't be allowed in that one again."

  "Upset because I embarrassed your piece on the side?" Meribel seeped nastily.

  Surprising her, Derrick leaned over quickly, grabbed her by the cheeks, snatching her face around to him and growled out low, "She is not - my piece - on the side! Now, nor ever will be! Understand!? Enough!" He kissed her then, long and hard, letting go of her cheeks to palm the back of her head to keep her mouth to his; right in front of his kids. He didn't care. It was the kind of kiss they'd never seen their father give their mother. Each one sat watching with their eyes widening as the moments went by. When he finally broke the kiss, he looked into her eyes, declaring loud and clear, for all to hear, "You are the only woman, I will ever want - ever! Do you hear me?"

  Meribel reached up to dry her lips, trying not to smile, nodding her head. "Yes papi, I hear you."

  "Well it's about time." He leaned in, kissed her once more, and then sitting back on his side, pulled out of the parking lot.

  Margaret Wheeler sat in her vehicle. She had seen them pull out of the parking lot. She sat in her vehicle feeling as if she had been on fire. Never in her entire life, had she felt such embarrassment, so much humiliation. The scene burned so deeply into her that her mind spun with it. Once Meribel had been taken from the restaurant, she had turned, face still burning to try and dismiss her as being ridiculous, but not one of the people she'd come there to meet, would look her in the face now. They all, suddenly appeared to be embarrassed to be with her, the ugliest silence she'd ever known was directed at her. Having no other choice, she'd grabbed her purse and left the restaurant. She knew they would now spend the rest of the time there talking about her. She could just imagine the things they would be saying. She couldn't believe that she'd done such a thing, in a public restaurant in front of everyone. She couldn't believe that Derrick couldn't see the difference in them; if that had been her that someone had done those things to, she would have never lowered herself to making such a public spectacle of herself - airing her dirty laundry in front of complete strangers. Now everyone knew. Margaret sat as it went through her mind, that those teachers would tell others, and in no time at all, they would all know her business, thanks to his low-class wife! The more she thought about it, the angrier she became from what she'd done to her. 'How dare you do that to me, who do you think you are!? Humiliate me that way! I'll teach you, I will certainly, teach you!'

  * * *

  L.A. - Wherrington Manor

  "What are you still doing here?!" Georgiana demanded, charging into Oscar T.'s office.

  "I live here, you silly twit!" He responded looking over the repairman's shoulders as they were fixing his desk, re-installing his security drawers so they could be locked and not broken into again.

  "I told you, I want you out of here!"

  "Tough! Take me to court! I'll leave when I damn well please! Don't forget, we're still married, I have every right to be here, and here I will remain, until a judge says otherwise."

  "I want you away from me! Out
of my life!" She shouted.

  "So you get the hell out then! I like it here, and here - I plan on staying."

  "After what you tried to do to our own daughter!!!" She raged.

  "You watch your damn mouth in front of the workers! Spreading lies started by your lover!"

  "Everett Styles is not my lover!"

  "Breaks your heart doesn't it?" He hissed at her.

  "When it comes to real dick, a woman has to get it where she can! 'Specially when her husband's nothing but a mini limp noodle." She fired back, evil look on her face.

  "Yeah, he is a real dick and you're a real cunt!"

  "That's Ms. Billion-dollar-Cunt to you - you common white trash coal miners son! My father covered my mother in diamonds and yours covered your mother in coal dust! So common he didn't even have the manners to wash his ass clean before he jumped her, and she was so common, she didn't care!"

  He lunged at her, "Do it, all it takes is one hit, and I'll have you out so fast it'll make your head spine." She threatened.

  He stopped and laughed at her, "Don't you wish. Yeah, I guess I'd best be on my best behavior, after all, give you enough rope, you'll hang yourself. By all means, carry on my dear wife, societies top nympho'! You've had more prick than a pin cushion. I've accepted that about you, but won't stand for you accusing me of trying to kill our own daughter!"

  "Bull! Up until last night, you questioned whether she was yours or not! Admit it! All these years, you thought her someone else's! In which case, why would you care if she lived past tomorrow or not!"

  "I said watch your mouth!" He warned her. Then turning to the craftsmen who was trying to work with them arguing over him, "You - out of here now - until I call you back! Repeat one word of anything you've heard in here, you'll never work again."

  The man got quickly to his feet and left the room, glad that he'd been dismissed for the moment, the more they argued, the more nervous he became. Once the cost was clear, Oscar turned back to his wife. "Now you listen to me, here this loud and clear. It's you I can't stand the sight of, not our daughter! If I were going to pull anything like that, believe me, it would be you on my list to get rid of, not her! Besides, whose to say that it wasn't you who perhaps tried to get her bumped off? Huh?"

  "You're insane-..."

  "No, you are the one here insane! So much so, you feel threatened by your own flesh and blood daughter. I mean come on, look at you! You ask me, anyone willing to pay for the things you've had done on their body, needs their head examined. I'll tell you what else, you take me to court for a divorce, and by the time I get through with you, I'll walk away with half of everything here - if not, all."

  "We shall see about that, won't we?" She dared.

  "Oh, and so we shall!"

  * * *

  At the Condo...

  Shawn cut the engine to the Hummer, sitting in it a few moments as it sat parked next to the limo Deidre had provided for them to use while they were there. Shaking his head, he knew he'd put off coming home and facing his wife and family long enough. He stepped out, clicking the alarm and locks, walking by the limo up to the tall gate and into the large front yard and up the walk leading down the side of the house to the front door, just in time to see heading his way on a slow stroll, Ivory Saitama - his daughter's bodyguard.

  Shawn stopped dead in his tracks, staring at him.

  Ivory smiled, "Afternoon sir, thought I'd take a stroll around before I get back to a game on my psp." He explained with a smile and a wink as if Shawn should understand that.

  "What are you doing here?"

  "Uhm, I'm your daughter's bodyguard, remember?"

  "Yes, I remember - so what are you doing here?"

  "Somebody told me, this is where she lives, and uh, so, here I am."

  "My daughter? Angela Rae McPherson? She lives here?"

  Ivory was well aware that he didn't know about the change of plans, so he couldn't help himself, playing with his mind a bit. "Yessiree she does, last I heard anyway. Unless things have changed since my last lap around the place." He stated, fighting to keep a straight face.

  Shawn stared at him a moment and then charged right by him and into the house, looking for her as he went. The first thing he noticed upon entering, was her laughter. He walked slowly towards the family room, and there everyone was, all but his wife that is. But all the kids were at the table, playing a game of Monopoly, Mundo must have been cheating, because everyone was jumping on his case, at the same time that Ben and Angela were laughing about it while Crystal was telling him off. Darren was jumping up and down besides Ben's chair to be picked up. Isaac was in the refrigerator on the other side of the kitchen breakfast bar partition about to drop the pitcher of lemonade because the other's were too busy nosily arguing to hear that he wanted something to drink. The house was pretty much in the same state that it had been when he left the day before and hadn't come home because he'd just lost his daughter - who was supposed to be back with her mother, except, she wasn't - she was there - across the room from him.

  Everyone looked up at him at the same time, saying as one, "Mundo is cheating!"

  Angela took over to explain, "Dad, he sucks as a banker! He's swindling people out of their hard earned money and charging extra for the railroads and property! Repossessing peoples homes." She fussed, telling on her older brother.

  "Hey lil'girl, that's life! Life is like that! I'm tryin' to prepare you for the real world! Give up that house now, -or- get yo'ass out on the street!" Mundo snapped his fingers, talking passed the fat cigar in his mouth and sun visor on his head, trying to act like daddy money bucks, counting the Monopoly money in his hand, "There yo'daddy, ask'em for a loan! He ain't got no money, you be moving back in with him!"

  Crystal and Ben died laughing as Angela shot up from her chair, marched up to her father, wrapping her arms around his waist, "Daddy, loan me some money, so I don't get tossed out on my ass!"

  "HEY!" Shawn blasted her, the one word snatching him out of his shocked trance. Her three siblings behind her died laughing however. He looked across the room at them, sighed and then looked down at his daughter, who was still holding on to him, looking up at him. "Where have you been daddy? We were all worried about you?"

  Still in character, Mundo stood big and bad, posing with the cigar still in his mouth, trying to sound like James Cagney, cigar cocked to the side of his mouth, "Yeah, where you been, see? We been waitin' on ya'! 'Nother hour and a half, you'd be a missin' poi'son - get me?"

  Crystal looked up at him shaking her head, "We get it that you done lost your mind! Sit down silly child - no more inhaling, smoking them cigars!"

  Shawn couldn't believe what was going on, he looked at them asking, "What is going on? What is she doing here?" And then, he looked down, asking Angela, "What are you doing here?"

  "I live here daddy, with you and Sylvia. Don't you want me here with you?"

  "Of course I do! But I just left your mother's-..."

  "You mean, yesterday?" She interrupted, to remind him, when it actually was that he left her.

  "Well yes, yesterday - I've been going crazy all night, trying to figure out, how not to leave you there! What are you doing here? Now?"

  "Sylvia came and got me. Her, Mundo and Ben, they came early this morning. Sylvia said, she wasn't going to leave me there, that we had to figure something else out, because I belong here, with you; with Mundo, Crystal, with our family."

  He looked up from her across the room, and with her arms still around him, he moved closer to the table, his eyes going from Mundo the Ben. At the table, he finally sat down in the chair she abandoned. He was quiet a moment, unable to look at his daughter, because he was fighting back tears, he cleared his throat once, twice and then looked at Mundo again, he started out, asking, "Do you guys realize why I-..."

  "Hey, we know. We know the whole deal." Mundo cut him off answering the question he was about to ask. "What we all would like to know is, why you think, you can be here to run to our rescue,
but we wouldn't be here to run to yours, or better yet, our little sisters? Can you tell us, why that is? We thought, we was a family now, you know, all for one, one for all? Why didn't you come home last night man, tell your family, what was going on?"

  Shawn sat unable to answer him. He stared up at him, and then looked into Crystal's accusing eyes. "You'd die for us Papah-Shawn, but you don't think, we'd die for you? For our little sister? What, did you think you'd have to protect her, all by yourself? And us too?"

  "Man, you want us to learn lessons about life, love, and family, looks like to me, you need to learn some yourself." Mundo stated, sitting down, for once, he was proud of himself, proud that he, came up with the idea and means to keep them all as they should be, together. For once, he felt good, that he stepped up to the plate when it was his turn to hit the ball, and he knocked out a home run. "Ben man, break it down to'im man, so he knows and understand what kind of family this is."

  Ben smiled, winking at Mundo, and turned to Shawn, doing just that, "Your wife, who hasn't had much sleep last night, for pacing the floor, worried about you, on the phone to everyone, got just enough sleep to get up, wake me and Mundo, and head over to your ex-wife's place. I'm not gonna get into everything that she said, but know this - she wasn't leaving there, without your daughter. Then Mundo, came up with this idea..." he then went on to explain Mundo's plan to not only protect Angela, but everyone in the house. Finishing it up, he said, "So everything that Deidre was going to do, to protect her here - she's willing to do, to protect her there. We all, us sitting here now, have all ready decided that right now, since the plan is already in full swing, you have to accept that plan. Which is, Deidre pouring in the security outlay of that home, and then you - after the security part is finished, get to pick up where she leaves off, that is, completing the home around it - doing so, may only cost you - a bit more, because of course, the home will now be bigger - and Deidre said, she is willing to even pay that out so you don't have to dig any deeper. We have all decided-..."