A Hood Chick's Story pt. 3: The Final Chapter

by LaShonda DeVaughn

  “Aiight go get the pics real quick.” I said rushing him along.

  “Come on, they’re right here.” he said widening the door.

  I threw my keys back into my purse and followed behind him. I looked to my left and right and I hesitated to go in. I stood at the front door and watched as he walked inside. I mean, I didn’t trust niggas. I really wanted dude to bring the pictures to the door, but I decided to go in anyway. He flicked on the lights. His room was set up just like Jeff’s hotel room. I scoped the wall above his headboard and it was bare.

  I turned to confront the young giant, he was tall as shit. “Where are the pictures you were talking about?” I asked, confused.

  He now had a sinister grin on his face. “Fuck pictures!”

  “Huh? I asked reaching into my purse. I was searching for the blade on my key chain but no sooner than I had my key ring looped in my finger he smacked my purse out of my hand and my keys and everything else fell out.

  I backed up, but he stormed upon me, breathing down my neck.

  “I always had a crush on you when I was younger.” I peered around the room as I was backing up searching for something I could possibly bash him over the head with.

  “Yo what are you doing? Your teammate Jeff Brunsman is my boyfriend.” I explained in a shaky tone. I felt helpless. This dude was well over six feet no amount of fighting skills I possessed would help me escape him.

  “Fuck Jeff!” he yelled pinning me against the wall. He had my arms pinned above my head.

  “You’re sexy as fuck. I always wanted to see what that pussy felt like.” He clenched both of my hands tight with one hand and used the other to smooth it over my pussy.

  I was breathing heavy, turning my head as he tried to kiss me. I was scared shitless, I couldn’t believe this was happening to me again.

  “How could you do this to Sharod? I thought that he was your boy, you really gonna rape his sister?” I asked hoping to reason with him. It all seemed surreal and I tried talking him out of violating me but he was already beginning to unbutton my pants.

  “Fuck all that! Just enjoy this dick.”

  “Get off of me!” I screamed, trying to fight him off.

  “I swear on my life! I will scream as loud as I can if you don’t let me go right this minute!”

  “No you won’t bitch.”

  POW!

  He punched me so hard, my entire face went numb. I was in agonizing pain. It hurt so bad that I couldn’t scream. I was dazed and dizzy. When I came to, my defenses automatically had me trying to fight back. I kept trying to punch him back but my blows only met the air. My vision was blurry and my ears were ringing. All I saw in front of me was a blurry vision of him laughing in my face.

  Suddenly he scooped me up and dropped me onto the bed.

  “I’m gonna enjoy this pretty pussy.”

  “Stop!” I cried trying to kick him away from me.

  “Stop pleaseeee!” I begged. “Why me huh, whyyyy?? You don’t have to do this!” I screamed wondering why the devil was punishing me again.

  “Shut the fuck up!” He shouted, pinning my legs open as he forced his dick inside me raw. His heavy body was on top of mine so the only thing I could do was lay, cry and beg him to stop.

  “Please get off me, I don’t deserve this, stopppp, pleaseeee! Whyy???”

  He put his hand over my mouth and kept stroking his big dick inside of me.

  I felt my pussy tearing as his thick dick forced its way back and forth inside of me. I felt blood dripping out of me and my tissue ripping. It hurt so bad that I became numb. My screams started to fade and eventually my yelling stopped. I lay staring into the wall with tears pouring down the sides of my face as he stroked and enjoyed being inside of me. I thought about Sharod, Shayonna and my mom. I felt alone, scared and powerless. I didn’t have anyone in Maryland so this was a battle I was forced to fight alone.

  He thrusted harder and harder. “Damn I’m about to nut in this shit.” he said pounding fiercer and deeper as I kept my head drowned into the wall. A few forceful pumps later, he nutted all inside of me and then pulled out. “Ugh.” He moaned. “Damn that was some good pussy.” He flipped on his back breathing deeply. I carefully pulled up my pants, rushed to the floor to grab my keys and purse and made my getaway.

  He didn’t try running behind me. I guess he got what he wanted and was done with me at that point.

  I cried while running out to the car. I stepped on the gas and sped off toward my house. I kept choking on my spit because I couldn’t stop crying. “Ahhhhhh!!!!” I let out an agonizing scream. I couldn’t believe what just happened to me. Suddenly I felt something wet and looked down and noticed that my blue jeans were covered in blood. Once I got home, I peeled off the bloody clothes and threw them into a trash bag and stuffed them deep into the trash pail. I turned on the shower and scrubbed my skin so hard that my entire body turned red. I couldn’t feel anything, all I felt was helpless. I didn’t know how I was going to face Jeff. How could I face Shayonna? I didn’t know what to do. I was at a crossroads and I felt like I just wanted to die. I didn’t understand what I did to deserve more punishment. Why was the devil always playing on my playground?

  I avoided Jeff for about a week. He blew my phone up wondering what was going on especially since we had just had that heartfelt conversation about our relationship. I had to lie to him and tell him that I was going to Boston for a few months and he didn’t understand why. I just couldn’t bring myself to tell him that his teammate had violated me. All I did was sit crying in pain every day. I was going crazy and I didn’t know what to do. I had to tell someone but I was too embarrassed and the guilt I felt from holding it inside was killing me. I decided I had to tell Ebony.

  She rushed over with no questions asked. As soon as I opened the door to let her in she grabbed me and held me tight. Then she frowned at my appearance. My messy ponytail, puffy eyes and bathrobe that had been my only outfit since the incident made her cry.

  “T, I’m so sorry you had to go through this boo.” She said hugging me again.

  We sat on the couch and had a heart to heart. “Ebony, I don’t know what to do. I’m in so much pain, mentally and physically.”

  “What do you mean physically?” she asked wiping her eyes.

  “I’ve been bleeding every day since it happened, he ripped me open.” I said clutching my crotch.

  Ebony’s face looked as if she felt the same pain I felt. I could tell she was imagining what I had been through.

  “Why do I always have to get the short end of the stick Eb? I’m tired of fighting, tired of hurting. I’m just sick and tired.” I cried.

  “I know T. I can’t imagine being in your shoes right now. You don’t deserve this, you been through too much shit. You’re like a sister to me and honestly we can’t sit here and let your health fail each day, T. You have to go to the hospital and get checked. You’re not supposed to bleed for a week. That shit isn’t normal.”

  It took some convincing but I got dressed and allowed her to drive me to the hospital. I was lucky that I did go when I did. I had to get six stitches. K.D had torn my vagina severely and I was in unbearable pain because the skin was so delicate.

  When Ebony left to tend to Shayonna for me at Aunty’s house, I reluctantly picked up the hospital phone. I kept thinking of ways to tell Jeff what happened to me but it was so difficult. After all, I did willingly go into his teammate’s room. I feared Jeff not being supportive and I couldn’t handle another blow. I sort of wished that he was in the hospital sitting with me, telling me that everything was going to be okay, and that he loved me, and that he would always be there for me.

  Minutes after clutching the hospital phone in my palm, I gathered some courage to call him.

  “Hello?” he answered.

  “Jeff, it’s me.”

  “Hey baby, when are you coming back? I really don’t understand what’s going on with you Tiara. We had a talk about how you was going to stop hiding
shit from me and now it seems like ever since that day, you got cold feet. I love you Tiara, with all my heart, but I’m not feeling the same love in return. If there is something you want to tell me… if you’re still with that nigga from back home and y’all want to work shit out, then just grow some balls and tell me. I don’t want to-“

  I cut him off. “Jeff, your teammate raped me.”

  I heard complete silence. Then I heard him breathe through the phone.

  “What are you talking about Tiara?”

  I began tearing up.

  “Your teammate K.D. When I left your room, he was standing outside of his door by the elevator telling me about how he knew me from back home and that he had pictures of my brothers in his room.

  “T, I know you’re not one of them girls.”

  I took the phone away from my ear and looked at it.

  “Excuse me?” I asked. The lump in my throat burned inside. My heart clenched like a fist in my chest and I felt like I was about to have a nervous breakdown.

  “He raped you Tiara?” he asked sarcastically.

  “Jeff I’m sitting inside of a hospital right now, I had to get six stitches.”

  “Tiara, I’ll holla at you.” He said.

  Click!

  I sat back staring into the receiver. Tears slid down my eyes and I was torn up. I knew there was a chance that he wouldn’t believe me, but not just like that. I thought for sure our shit was tighter than that. I thought that he really loved me. I needed him, I needed someone to penetrate my soul with real love but he didn’t deliver. All I had left were Shayonna and Ebony and I felt like I was just existing in a world that didn’t want me.

  It took me a while to recover both emotionally and physically. Jeff lost contact with me and I had no choice but to be strong for Shayonna. I could never show her any sign of weakness. As far as she was concerned her mom had everything under control and life was good. Ebony was there for me heavy as usual. She stopped by every day and the days that I felt like I wanted to sit in the house alone, she would come by and get Shayonna for me and take her out.

  She begged me for months to go out with her so that I could get out of the house before I went crazy. I was reluctant at first, but I didn’t want to feel like this nigga K.D. took all the life out of me. I was still pressing on. I went out for the first time with Ebony because she wanted to celebrate the fact that her wedding was less than three months away. Of course she wanted to bring that bitch Sheena along and I just wasn’t in the mood. I was actually irritated that she was coming along. First impressions are everything and that bitch did NOT pass the test. I didn’t like the sarcastic shit she pulled when I first met her and I just felt like one day I would have to put her in her place in the worst way. I tried to bear with the fact that she was one of Ebony’s closest friends and focus on going out to celebrate for Eb.

  Eb and Sheena arrived a little earlier than I expected them to. I wasn’t done flat ironing my hair so while they waited Sheena asked to use my computer to check her Facebook again and I agreed. I personally didn’t fuck with Facebook. To me it was a spot where niggas go to brag about shit they didn’t have and bitches could go front like someone they weren’t. I had real reality to face, I didn’t have time to create a false one. But this bitch Sheena was obsessed with that Facebook shit.

  I slipped on my black heels, the only shoes I had to compliment my blue fitted dress and we were off.

  The way Sheena was acting in the club was hilarious. This bitch really acted like she was from Hollywood and had four hit movies out. She held her Louis bag on her forearm, rocked the smallest pair of diamond studs in her ears and went overboard on the make-up. She was going crazy when any Rick Ross song came on and acted as if she belonged in the VIP area. If it weren’t for me and Eb, Sheena’s fat ass wouldn’t know what VIP felt like, but she danced and looked at other chicks as if they wished they were her.

  I tried my best to have fun. The whole situation with K.D still bothered me and the fact that Jeff hadn’t even reached out to see if I was okay hurt my soul. I really thought I found love again and that what we had was real. But nothing great ever lasts long in my life and I was on the road to getting over it.

  You had a lot of crooks try to steal your heart, never really had luck, couldn’t never figure out how to love …how to looove!!! Lil Wayne’s song resonated through the club and it was the only song that I two-stepped and snapped my fingers to that night. All the crooks who tried to steal my heart crushed it tenfold, but I wasn’t giving up.

  he night ended rather quickly and unfortunately, I didn’t have fun. My aim was to make an appearance to please Ebony. I couldn’t be selfish, we were celebrating her happiness. Plus she was there for me more than anyone that I’ve ever known. And once I’m loyal to someone, I usually went out my way to show them it was all love.

  The first thing I did when I got back to the crib was kick off my shoes. I sat back on the couch, exhaled and kicked back. This was the first time that I felt alone and lonely. I smiled at Shayonna’s picture standing on my computer stand when I noticed that my computer wasn’t shut down. I went over to power it off when I noticed that Sheena’s Facebook page was still up and her latest status was sitting right there.

  It read:

  I’m with my bestie Eb about to roll with her cousin super thug bitch lol…bitches ain’t bout that Southeast Life…This that DC shit, niggas better learn. I’m that bitch!

  Once I read that, I went straight into T mode. This bitch really wanted to fuckin’ test my gangsta! She wanted to see a hood chick then fuck it! I was gonna show her one.

  First thing I did was go for my phone to call Eb. I demanded Sheena’s address. I wanted to make a nice trip to her front door to give her a special delivery. She reminded me about the gala the next day and kept apologizing on Sheena’s behalf. I told her that if she brought that bitch to my house to ride with us to the gala, then one thing was for sure; one of us wasn’t going to make it there.

  “Eb, just tell me Sheena’s address. I need to stop over there to show this bitch what it is with me. Your wack ass friend likes to use Facebook to talk shit. Where they do that at? I never rolled with computer thugs, I’m gonna show her how a bitch handles shit in real life.”

  “Tiara stop it. That’s the old you, remember? I’m sorry that you seen that, I’m sure she didn’t mean any harm.”

  “Ebony, I know that’s your homey and that’s cool and everything, but there’s a fine line between being disrespectful and trying to cross me. This bitch been trying to test my gangsta since day one, it’s time for her to see me in action.”

  Ebony sighed. She had seen me fight before back in Boston and she’s heard plenty of stories, so I knew she didn’t want me to dig in her friend’s ass. But the shit she pulled warranted this ready-made ass whooping.

  “Well, tomorrow is the gala and I expect you to act cordial. Jeff won’t be there, he has a game so don’t worry about seeing him. As far as you and Sheena, I can’t let y’all fight. Y’all are the two people that I care about the most. So listen, we’re coming to get you tomorrow and it’s going to be a good night. Just dismiss all that Facebooking, it’s just words.”

  I took the phone away from my ear and looked at it. Ebony must’ve forgotten who she was talking to. “Um, sorry Eb, but you heard what I said. I’ll roll with you tomorrow but don’t bring that bitch by my house because I won’t be able to hold back. I’ll be cordial through your event but after, that bitch is getting checked and if she says the wrong shit I’m fuckin’ her up.”

  I clicked the phone off on Ebony. I couldn’t believe how much this bitch Sheena had gotten to me but all the shit that was going on in my life just made any bullshit, big or small seem intolerable. I know myself well enough to know that I was gonna make Sheena feel me one way or another. I hoped that my relationship with Ebony wasn’t going to end after what I was going to do to her friend. My mind was already made up. Before moving away, I’d hoped that I wasn’t going to
have to throw my hands after leaving the hood. But this bitch Sheena gave me good reason to bring the old me back. I never let a bitch disrespect me thus far and being a grown woman, no bitch was gonna reign supreme over me.

  I was hoping to drop Shayonna off before Ebony arrived, but my baby was still napping. We had a long afternoon at the park. I raised the curtain to look out the window and saw Ebony heading to my front door. She was actually bold enough to bring Sheena’s wide ass with her. I was in ‘ready for war’ mode. I sized that bitch up. She had some weight on her so I knew I was going to have to put in some work. I didn’t give a fuck. She was gonna feel me.

  They both trailed through my front door.

  Right away I noticed that Ebony was out of it and she had a sad look on her face. She didn’t greet me. She just walked in and stood by the couch.