A Heart Full of Lies

by Nique Luarks

  She nodded her head yes. Jeanette sat a closed small container on the counter. “Ok, well can you wipe three times front to back, and then urinate in this container. Bring it back in here, sit it on the counter and your nurse will be in here to assist you. Any questions?”

  Again she shook her head no. Jeanette opened the door. “Ok, well if you need anything I’m right in the front.” She walked out, closing the door behind her.

  Dr. Hendrix called her name. “Ms. Marshall.” he approached her. “I’ve been meaning to reach out to you.”

  Jeanette smiled and waved him off. “Its ok, I understand.” They stood there just quietly. Jeanette acted like she was going through the folder in her hand. “OK, well let me go handle this, see you later.”

  “Can we go out Friday?”

  Jeanette shook her head no. “I don’t think that’s a good idea. I have to go finish up some paperwork though. But thank you for the offer.” Jeanette walked away. What was she thinking even considering going out with him? Kory would kill them both and she wasn’t for the drama. There was no way.

  Sasha finished putting on her makeup as Erin came storming in the room. She hadn’t talked to Shawn in over a week and she intended on it staying that way. Today she was going to quit her job and clean out her desk. Being around Michael was too much for here right now especially after the kiss they shared.

  Erin sat down on the bed taking off her work shirt, “Hey girly, how you feeling? Where are you going?”

  Sasha laughed at her. “I’m fine and I’m going up to the job “mama”.” she joked. She was grateful for Erin. She’d opened up her home to her and gave her a shoulder to cry on.

  Erin smiled. “I’m just checking.” She stood up. “I’m going to sleep, that twelve hours got my body shutting down.”

  “Ok, we should do dinner at Cheddar’s tonight. I want to get out the house.” Sasha said putting her earrings on.

  Erin gave an ok look. “Cool, talk to you later.”

  Sasha walked through the glass double doors of the office and looked around. No one was in sight, so she went straight to her old desk to clean it off. Taking her pictures, candles, and other miscellaneous things and putting them inside of a box, she heard a door slam. Michael nearly walked past her not paying attention, but stopped when he felt her presence.

  “Sasha, I’m glad your back.” He leaned on her desk. “Why are you taking everything?”

  Sasha didn’t look at him. “Because working here wouldn’t be what’s best for neither of us. It’s unprofessional, and I have a lot going on in my life right now.”

  Michael sighed. “It was just an innocent kiss, and you’re acting like we had sex.” When she didn’t reply he continued. “Look you don’t have to leave.”

  Sasha picked up the box and looked at him. “I do have to leave. I’m sorry but I have to go.” she sighed and tried to walk past him.

  Michael stopped her and took the box out her arms. “What if I don’t want you to go?” He sat the box back down on the table and pulled her close. “What if … I want you stay?” He kissed her neck. “Stay.”

  Sasha wanted to pull away but it felt so good. He traced his tongue along her neck, damn why did it have to feel so good? She brought her lips to his and they shared a long kiss. Michael sat her on the desk and pulled her jeans off. He kissed her as he pulled his pants down.

  “What if…somebody comes in and see’s us?” she said in between kisses.

  Michael ignored her pulling her panties to the side. He slid in her and she closed his eyes. Michael pulled her closer to the edge of desk, kissing on her neck.

  Sasha grabbed his butt so he could go deeper. “Yesss.” she moaned.

  Michael sped up as she laid back. “Sasha, uhhh.”

  Michael didn’t have the biggest dick, but she could work with it. She started grinding slow, as she rubbed fingers across her clit. Sasha lifted her legs on the desk as Michael dug in her, she was about to cum when Michael stopped and pulled out. He jacked off as he came on her legs and stomach. “Aaah, yeeeaa.” Michael twitched a little before he pulled his pants up.

  Sasha laid there in disbelief. That was all? That was what she was fiending for? She closed her eyes. What a waste of time.

  Chapter Thirteen: Say it aint so

  Skyy pushed the snow off her windshield and hopped back in her car. She rubbed her hands in front of the vent and looked back at Skylar who was fast asleep. She smiled, but it quickly faded when she thought about Derick and Deidra. She was on her way to Erin’s to catch up with Erin and Sasha. And boy did she have a lot to say.

  When she pulled up to Erin’s house and when she got in comfortably she went straight to the kitchen. She knew Erin would have a bottle in the cabinet. Once she found the Patron, she grabbed three cups and headed back to the living room. She noticed Erin had redone her living room in all white, almost making her afraid to sit down or touch anything. Sitting down, she handed the glasses to them.

  “Long time no see hoes.” Skyy poured her a drink.

  Erin laughed. “Girl you’re the one that done up and disappeared. Where you been?”

  Skyy took a sip of her drink and sighed. “I don’t know about yall. But my life is crazy right now.”

  Sasha leaned back, “Yours too? Don’t even get me started.”

  Erin pouted. “Well mine is ok, I guess, I don’t know.” She didn’t want to rub it in their face. Things with her and Santonio for the most part had been ok. She poured herself a drink. “So Skyy…since you’ve called an urgent meeting, what’s going on?”

  Skyy shook her head. “I don’t even know where to start. Let’s see, Deidra met my family and they loved her.”

  Sasha sat up. “Really? See and you were worried.”

  “I’m worried because I met her family too … and her daddy is Derick.” She paused, waiting for their reaction.

  Erin’s mouth dropped. “What!? You mean Derick as in your baby daddy Derick? As in the deadbeat married muthafucka? That Derick?” Erin was in disbelief.

  Sasha poured her a drink. “What did he say? Was Skylar with you? What happened?”

  Skyy felt tears forming in her eyes. “We acted like we didn’t know each other. Thank God Skylar wasn’t with us.” she wiped her eyes.

  Sasha stood up to comfort her. “Don’t cry Skyy.” She felt bad for her.

  Erin ran her hands through her ponytail. “So what you gone do? Did you tell Deidra?”

  Skyy shook her head no quickly. “Hell no. What I’ma say?”

  “Hey Deidra, Skylar is your little sister.” Erin said sardonically, downing her drink. This was indeed crazy.

  Sasha gave Erin a look, then hugged Skyy. “Stop crying. You didn’t even know, it’s not like you did it on purpose.”

  Skyy sighed. “Deidra is not going to stay with me y’all. I know it. This is a lot to take in. I can only imagine how she gone take it. But I have to tell her before Derick does. He’s talking ‘bout he wants to be in Skylar’s life all of a sudden.”

  Erin leaned over and rubbed her arm. “Fuck him; it’s not your fault Deidra’s daddy is a bitch nigga.” Erin was pissed. “He’s only saying that because he knows his ass done got caught.”

  Skyy sucked her teeth. “He ruined my life before and now he’s trying to do it again. I’ma just have to tell Deidra, I just hope she don’t hate me.” Skyy was terrified of losing Deidra, but she had to tell her the truth, but how?

  Sasha rubbed her back. “He ain’t ruined shit, Skylar is a blessing and if Deidra really loves you then I’m sure y’all can find a way to work it out.”

  Erin agreed. “Right, shit happens, that’s life. That’s why they say only the strong can survive. And I don’t hang with no weak bitches, so I know you good.”

  Skyy wiped her face. “Thank y’all. I just been having that built up on my chest.” She finished off her drink. “What’s up with y’all though?” She grabbed a Kleenex and wiped her nose. “Sasha, where you been?”

  Sash
a sat back down on the sectional with Erin. “I’ve been staying with Erin.”

  Skyy frowned. “What? Why?” She looked from Erin to Sasha. “What happened with you and Shawn?”

  “He’s still fucking his baby mama.”

  Skyy gave a bugged eyed look. “His baby mama!? WHAT! When did he have a fuckin’ baby!?” She was livid.

  Sasha rubbed her neck. “Girl I found out he cheated on me.” Sasha told Skyy about the whole incident and how she had been trying to keep it a secret. She broke down crying when she explained how she popped up on Thanksgiving and there Shawn was playing family man. They laughed as she told Skyy about how she bleached almost all his clothes and shoes. Sasha left out the part where she fucked Michael. It wasn’t much of a story to tell anyways.

  Skyy couldn’t do much but just shake her head. “Wow.”

  Sasha downed her drink. “Yep, so that’s my life. You aren’t the only one hurting sister.”

  They talked for a little while longer, about everything that had been said. Skyy brought up the fight with Amina and they all died laughing when she described the look on Amina’s face when Tone pulled Erin off her. She expressed how regardless of what Deidra had said Amina still had an ass whopping coming.

  They were all tipsy talking when Tone unlocked the door and walked in. They all got quiet as he shut the door with a mean mug on his face. He didn’t even acknowledge them on his way up the stairs. Erin gave Skyy and Sasha a confused look and followed him.

  She shut her bedroom door. “What’s wrong with you? You can’t speak?”

  Tone started taking off his clothes. “My fault.”

  Erin frowned. “Your fault? Really?” She made her way over to the bed. “What’s the matter? Did I do something?”

  Tone rubbed his face. “Naw love you good. It’s just some business shit that’s fucked up.” His eyes were red. Erin had never seen him look so mean, he was almost unapproachable.

  Erin kissed his face. “You want to talk about it?” She rubbed his back. “Santonio you know we can talk about anything. Even if you don’t want to go in depth about it, I’m here.” When he didn’t reply she stood up. “I cooked dinner and put you a plate up, I can warm it up for you. Are you hungry?”

  Tone smiled a little. “That’s why I’ma marry you.” He pulled her towards him.

  She sat on his lap and laughed. “Why? Because I cook you dinner?”

  He rubbed her butt. “Naw, because you care about a nigga. I appreciate it.” He played with her hair. “And because you cook me dinner.” he joked.

  Erin pushed him playfully as she stood up, “If you need me I’ll be downstairs with my girls.” Erin watched as he made his way to the bathroom.

  “Aight, we probably gone stay at my crib this weekend. I got some shit to take care of and I need you close.” He entered the bathroom and closed the door.

  She picked up the pile of clothes he had thrown on the floor and noticed blood stains on his shirt. Erin looked at the bathroom door and back down at the blood. Tone wasn’t bleeding.

  Jeanette watched as Kory texted on his phone. He’d been on it almost all night with this stupid grin plastered on his face. She wasn’t in the mood to argue at first, but those couple shots of Bombay were kicking in, and she was ready for a fight. If Kory didn’t want to give her respect then she was going to take it.

  She’d lost the only real friends she’d ever had behind him. Yet he didn’t seem to care nor appreciate it. Erin’s words always ran through her mind. Was she weak? Everyone said the same thing about her relationship. Maybe it was the truth, maybe it wasn’t. But some changes needed to be made, and tonight was the night.

  “Kory, who are you texting? Who’s got you cheesing all hard like that?” she slurred as she reached for his phone.

  Kory hurriedly moved his phone. “Chill, get yo’ drunk ass on.”

  Jeanette tried grabbing his phone again. “What bitch you texting in, in my fuckin’ bed?” She crawled across the bed reaching for his phone.

  This time he pushed her hard, damn near causing her to tumble off the bed. He stood up. “Bitch is you stupid? I said get yo’ drunk ass on, before I fuck you up.”

  Jeanette lunged towards him, kicking and punching. “FUCK YOU! I’M TIRED OF THIS BULLSHIT! YOU CAN LEAVE!” she screamed as she clawed at his face and clothes.

  Kory punched her in her mouth with all his might, knocking her into the television. He wiped his lip and saw blood. “You stupid bitch!” He commenced to punching her in the face and kicking her in her sides. “I will fucking kill you.” he spat at her.

  Jeanette cried. “Get out or I’m calling the police.” She was tired of being mistreated. She was tired of being the weak one. Kory had to go, and he needed to leave now, while she felt the courage to let him go.

  Kory kicked her again, and then left slamming the door behind him. Jeanette balled up and cried to herself. This wasn’t over.

  Erin watched Tone as he slept. She was drunk, feeling herself wanting to wake him up, but not wanting to disturb him. She had never seen Tone so mad or irritable. She hadn’t said anything about the blood on his clothes because she knew he wouldn’t say much. Just that it was business, but Erin was no fool. She was raised by her big brother and had seen some horrific things in her own life. So Tone thinking she wasn’t strong enough to handle his life was a joke to her.

  Erin figured she’d might as well go to sleep, but Tone’s phone went off. She looked at him but he didn’t budge. Erin bit the inside of her cheek as it started going off again. She lifted the covers off her body slowly, so she wouldn’t wake him. As she made her way over to the dresser on his side of the bed, she tripped over one of Tone’s Nike’s but quickly regained her balance.

  Erin laughed quietly at how clumsy she was before picking his phone up. She tiptoed out the room leaving the door open. When she was sure Tone wouldn’t be able to hear her she sprinted across the hall to Sasha’s room and shut the door. The loud thud made Sasha jump out her sleep.

  Sasha quickly turned on the light. “Bitch what are you doing?” She gave Erin a crazy look.

  Erin held her mouth trying not to laugh out loud. The liquor was definitely making her giddy. “Why you look all crazy, bitch put a bonnet on.” Erin laughed quietly at Sasha’s wild hair.

  Sasha laughed and flipped her off. “Shut up, everybody ain’t got good hair. What are you doing?”

  Erin sat on the bed. “I got Tone’s phone.” she whispered.

  Sasha rolled her eyes. “Go put it back.” she whispered back.

  Erin jerked her head back. “No, I want to know who the fuck is blowing his phone up at three in the morning.”

  Sasha shook her head and left the room. Five minutes later she came back with Skyy. Erin laughed again. Skyy looked tired and drunk as hell. She was glad she’d made Skyy and Skylar stay because the streets were slick and dangerous. Skyy plopped down onto the bed next to Erin.

  “Bitch, go put the phone back.”

  Erin mugged Sasha. “Snitch.” She started trying to figure Tone’s lock code out. “I just want to see who it is. I’m not going to go through the whole thing, I’ma just see who it is texting him right now.” she tried to convince them.

  Sasha whispered. “And what if it’s something you don’t want to see? What you gone do?”

  Erin sighed, “I’m going to smack him out of his sleep.” And she was serious. Usually she wouldn’t even trip off Tone’s phone because she knew what he did. But with him being gone a lot, the late night texts, and on top of her being drunk, she needed to see what was in his phone.

  Skyy shook her head. “Don’t. Last time I went through Deidra’s phone I could’ve killed her.”

  That only made Erin want to see even more. She ignored both Sasha and Skyy while she tried to figure out his code. When she couldn’t get it, she gave up. “Ok, maybe y’all right.” She stood up feeling defeated about to leave when his phone went off again, this time ringing. She looked down to see Amina’s name
pop up on the screen.

  Skyy saw the look on her face. “What? Who is it?”

  Erin’s body started overheating. “It’s Amina. This nigga still fuckin’ with this girl?” Erin couldn’t believe it.

  “Has he changed his number? Maybe she’s just being a stalker type.” Sasha said, knowing the beast was about to come out of Erin.

  Erin ignored her. “His ass is still messing with a bitch I done had a fuckin’ fist fight with, really? I’ma about to-“ Erin headed towards the door.

  Skyy and Sasha jumped in front of her. “E, don’t do anything irrational. Think about it, you got the upper hand right now.”

  Skyy agreed. “Sasha’s got a point, play it cool and give your man the benefit of the doubt.”

  Erin wasn’t trying to hear it. There was no way she was going through the same thing twice. She couldn’t do it again. Her heart couldn’t handle it. “So I’m just supposed to act like I didn’t see this shit?” She was now starting to doubt everything Tone had ever told her.

  “No, but think about it like this. He hasn’t changed his number, she’s a thirsty bitch, and you and Tone are in a good place. Give him some credit Erin.” Sasha was trying her best to save Tone.

  Erin sighed, and thought about it. “Ok, I won’t smack him, but can I at least ask him about it?”

  Skyy shook her head no. “Just let it go, until you know it’s something worth tripping over.”

  Erin frowned as she walked past them and out the door. There was no way Tone was getting away with this. Tonight she would let it go though. As she crept back in the room she heard Tone mumbling in his sleep. She glared at him as she put his phone back on the dresser. “Lying ass.”

  Sasha sat Indian style on her bed, when Skyy stuck her head in the door. “Sash, come let me out.”

  Sasha hopped off the bed and followed her down the stairs. “You sure you should be driving in this weather. Maybe y’all should wait.”

  Skyy picked Skylar up. “No, I got some shit to take care of, and I need to talk to Deidra.” She wasn’t sure how she was going to tell Deidra, but she knew she had to.