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by Authoress Secret


  Antoinette was sitting on the floor buzzed and looking real pitiful I believed that she was lovesick. She missed Duke. I did not know what to say to my bestie because I have never been in her situation. I thought the weed would make her feel better, but she was acting strangely. Maybe I should have brought some coke instead.

  “Okay Vera just let me know, and I will help you with the potato salad.

  Some dick would be fantastic now. I miss Duke and his big dick.” Antoinette slurred.

  “Antoinette talk to me. Did you sign up for the classes?” I probed.

  “Yes did. I can’t wait to start because I am bored as shit.” Antoinette declared.

  I looked around the house. It was not as neat as Antoinette usually kept it. I hoped that my buddy wasn’t losing it. Antoinette once had it all, and now she had nothing. No man. No Tianna. Just an empty ass house. It was so depressing. I had to find a way to get my bitch out of this funk. But how could I bring her back to reality? I was no shrink. I was just Antoinette’s fat ass friend. The

  only person who seemed to care for her in this whole world at this point.

  “Vera I have to get the ultimate revenge on Tianna!” Antoinette growled.

  “Leave that poor child alone. Haven’t you done enough damage to her life!” I protested.

  “Listen here fat ass you don’t have to participate or have knowledge of what I am going to do. Stop trying to talk me out of it because my mind has been made up!” Antoinette protested.

  “Suit yourself. Antoinette, I want you to know you that I love your raggedy ass like a sister, but I don't visit jailbirds!” I spat.

  I felt that Antoinette was on the wrong road. I was not feeling none of this shit.

  “What?”Antoinette blurted.

  “I am just saying, don’t look for me because I am not carrying my ass to court or on any jail visits to see you. Antoinette the courthouse is not my

  favorite place to be so watch what the fuck you do bitch. This shit ain't that serious and I done told

  your ass over and over again to let that shit go, but you insist on becoming the next woman on Snapped and shit!” I hollered.

  It was evident that Antoinette was not wrapped right and I did not want to see Tianna hurt.

  Someone was knocking on Antoinette’s door. I wondered who it was.

  “Antoinette someone is at your door,” I mumbled.

  “Let them knock. I don't want any company!” Antoinette wailed.

  The knocks continued.

  If you don't answer the fucking door, I will!” I huffed.

  Antoinette continued to sit her lazy butt on the floor. She didn’t utter a mumbling word, but she did roll her brown eyes at me.

  I slid my ass out the chair and walked to the door.

  “Antoinette you need to get to the door. You won't believe me if I told you who is at this door!” I howled.

  “Who the fuck is it?” Antoinette roared.

  “Come see for yourself. I am not getting involved in this shit. I warned you that this day would come with your hard-headed ass.” I retorted.

  Antoinette rushed too the door to see who I was

  talking about.

  “Move your fat ass out of the way!” Antoinette bellowed as she shoved me aside.

  “What a rude ass bitch!” I shrieked as I caught my balanced.

  “What are you bitches doing at my house?” Antoinette thundered.

  It was Tiara’s older sisters Bunny and Cali.

  “We heard that Duke is deceased. We have come for Tianna.” Bunny said calmly.

  “What? I think that I misunderstood you!” Antoinette wailed.

  “We have come for Tianna. Don’t fuck with me Nette!” Bunny bravely yelled.

  “Vera this bitch has got some balls now. Do you remember when I punched this bucked tooth bitch in the eye and blackened it? Antoinette recounted.

  “I know this dingy yellow teeth bitch ain’t talking!” Bunny’s voice boomed.

  Bunny was now pointing a small gun in Antoinette’s face. I guess Tiara’s family done turned into some gangster's over the years. Never in a million years would these scary ss bitches have done this in the past.

  “Oh, shit! Bunny put the damn gun down. I was just playing with you girl. Tianna doesn’t live here no more.” Antoinette revealed.

  “I told you that Tianna’s people were coming for your ass. It looks like they not playing with your ass no more because they have brought the heat.” I warned Antoinette.

  I knew that my bestie was a stupid ass bitch and I just did not want to see any unnecessary bloodshed. Antoinette’s mouth was ridiculous, and I would not mind seeing Bunny or Cali knocking her the fuck out today.

  “Will you shut the fuck up?” Antoinette screamed at me.

  I grimaced.

  “Don’t tell Vera to shut the fuck up? You are not her fucking boss!” Cali hollered at Antoinette.

  Antoinette was shaking like a motherfucker. She had finally met her match.

  “Who is my sister’s daughter living with? I thought you and Duke had her.” Bunny grilled Antoinette.

  “Tianna was, but she moved out the day that Duke was killed.” Antoinette stuttered.

  “Where did she go? We want to bring her home to live with us. It’s high time that Tianna gets to know her real mother’s family!” Cali grumbled.

  “Yeah, my mama wants to see Tiara’s baby girl.” Bunny co-signed.

  “Well, I don't know how well that’s going to go. Tianna is grown as hell now with a mind of her

  own. I don’t think she is going any place with you

  bird brain bitches because she is happily married.” Antoinette proudly reported to Cali and Bunny.

  “Married?” Cali shrieked.

  “What the fuck do you mean that Tianna is married? The child is only seventeen years old. Is she pregnant?” Bunny questioned as she screws faced, Antoinette.

  “No! Tianna was not pregnant when she left.” Antoinette chimed.

  “What’s her address?” Cali asked calmly.

  “I don’t know!” Antoinette growled.

  “How could you let her marry someone when you don’t know shit about the guy?” Bunny pressed.

  “Shit I don’t know. Tianna is a troublemaker. She wanted to marry the older nigga, and I just did not want to be the one to stand in her way.” Antonette fibbed.

  “You sound stupid as fuck! Tianna is just a child. I don’t approve of someone her age getting dicked down every night by some country buzzard!” Cali responded in very harsh voice.

  Well damn!” I bellowed.

  “You better find out where our niece is living by the time Bunny and I get back, or I will be putting some lead in your ass!” Cali threatened Antoinette before turning to leave.

  “Cali you ain’t going to do shit but stay on your knees sucking dick. Don’t bring your ass up in here making no damn threats with your funky looking self!” Antoinette angrily fumed.

  “Talk your shit! I will let you live for now. I love to suck dick. I sucked your daddy’s dick and your brother dick. Now, what’s up bitch! Antoinette what you are saying don’t bother me. Keep talking shit because you think you know me, but you don’t. You landlord fucking but still paying rent bitch. I heard about all of that. Brady talks about you to anybody who will listen.” Cali revealed.

  “What? Are you serious?” Antoinette questioned Cali with fury.

  “Yes, how else would I know who you giving your AIDS infected pussy too. Oops, bitch! I am sorry to let that slip, but Brady is infected with the bubble. I bet you thought that you were doing something by fucking his fine ass. Half of the bitches that he rents too has been infected, and those bitches have infected their husbands or significant other. I don’t know what you bitches saw in his ass. The motherfucker doesn’t give any of you bitches bread but you stupid bitches continuously sucking and fucking the fucking slum lord.” Cali said to Antoinette in a disgusted voice.

  Antoinette fell to her knees.
I felt sorry for my

  friend. All of Antoinette’s bullshit was catching up with her ass. I guess Karma is indeed a fucking bitch. I don’t fuck around with that hoe.

  “We are leaving now. Antoinette, I am sorry to be the bearer of bad news.” Cali muttered.

  “I am sorry about Duke.” Bunny sadly offered her condolences before exiting.

  Once again Antoinette has written a check that her ass can’t cash. There is no cure for an AIDS diagnosis. She really thought she was the shit because she was fucking Brady for free. I used to tell Antoinette that sex was not better than love. I don’t know what her ass is going to do now.

  “Vera, could you please leave? I have some things to think through!” Antoinette wailed.

  I knew that Antoinette was an emotional mess. I did not want to challenge her, so I picked up my things and left willingly.

  `CHAPTER 25

  ANTOINETTE

  I was very queasy after hearing the news that I may be infected with AIDS. How could this be? Was Cali bullshitting me? No. No. No. Cali was for real. She had to be. It was too cruel to be a lie. How would she have known about my affair with Brady? Brady had to be boasting about our infidelity.

  I sat on my floor and cried. I pounded my fists on the hardwood floors. Life is already too short but to be taken away by an illness like this would be no joking matter. I was furious with not only with Brady but myself. How could I have been choosing to sleep with a dirty dick motherfucker for all of these years? What’s wrong with me? Duke gave me the fucking world and then some. He was not a wealthy man, but Duke was a good provider. Everything was frustrating me, but I came to a conclusion that I was glad that Duke was dead and gone. I would never want him to know that I was responsible for him to be carrying the deadly illness. I am a hundred percent sure that if I was infected that Duke was too because Duke and I fucked every night.

  The dick was good too.

  I have to talk to Brady before I jump the gun. I need to hear from him that he has this incurable shit. I decided to call Brady.

  I thought that it was odd that Bady had not answered his phone. I had not heard from him since the incident with Mr. Greg.

  My cell phone was buzzing with a text alert. I grabbed it from my purse. It was a text from Brady.

  Brady:

  I am in Grady Memorial Hospital My jaw is wired shut.

  Me:

  I am sorry to hear about that. I have a few questions. Please answer them truthfully.

  Brady:

  Okay. What’s up?

  Me:

  Do you know Cali and Bunny?

  Brady:

  Yeah, what did those big mouth bitches do no?

  Me:

  Brady am I the only tenant that you are fucking?

  Brady:

  Antoinette, what kind of question is that?

  Me:

  just answer it!

  Brady:

  No, you are not the only one.

  Me:

  Are you infected with AIDS?

  Brady:

  I want to lie so badly but I won’t because all you have to do is be tested. Antoinette yes I have AIDS. I am very sorry.

  I dropped my cellular device. I could not believe what I read. It was straight from Brady and from nobody else. How could this corny ass nigga do this to me? This was too raw for my mind, so I decided to pay Brady’s ass an unexpected visit.

  It was hot as fish grease outdoors, but I had a few bones to pick with Brady and Tianna’s ass. Those two were the currently the cause of the emotional disturbance that was happening in my life, and they were going to pay.

  I grabbed the phone book to look up Timothy Greg’s current address. Presto there it was in black and white. Timothy Greg 355 Grape Street, downstairs apt. I got my gun out the lockbox. I filled it up with ammunition. I put on my favorite blonde wig with some red lipstick and blue eyeshadow. I called myself an LYFT. First on my hit list was Brady Larkin because the motherfucker

  wanted to play God and sentence my ass to death

  instead of enhancing my life. I am going to bring the noise tonight. I am going to bring the pain. I was about to show everyone that I was not to be taken for granted ever.

  The LYFT pulled up. I locked my door and pranced my cute ass to the Honda Accord and hopped in.

  “Hello, Antoinette. I am Ethan, your driver for tonight.” The Arthur Shawcross looking motherfucker introduced himself.

  “Hey there. Look asshole I am not in the mood to talk. I suggest that you just drive this raggedy motherfucker before I make your life a living hell!” I screeched.

  “You are such a rude bitch. I guess that’s what I get for being fucking friendly to a nigga.” Ethan grumbled.

  I pulled the gun from my bag. Who did this pink dick minimum wage ass motherfucker think that he was talking too? Not me! Wrong bitch. Checkmate. I am going to give his ass what he is dying for if his ass is not careful. I will go on a full rampage tonight. I will start killing anything moving because I ain’t got nothing left to live for.

  “I heard what you said cracker bitch! Drive this mother fucker you bootleg ass taxi driver. Tonight the only way you are coming out winning is if I don’t take your bitch ass life!” I bellowed as I

  cocked my weapon against his beady head.

  “Oh shit! Please don’t shoot me. I have six kids, four dogs, a wife, and two elderly parents to support!” Ethan begged.

  “Watch your mouth then because I don’t give two fucks about your family. Respect me like you would your saggy titty mother!” I angrily spat.

  “Please accept my apology. I really need to learn to shut my big pie hole of a mouth. It’s been a problem for me since I was a child. My dad always said my mouth was going to get me in trouble one day. He was right. Shit, my dad was always right. He told me to become a lawyer and l did not listen. Now I am a fucking LYFT driver with a gun to my head. I am pitiful. Just shoot me. I deserve to die!” Ethan wailed.

  What’s with this nut case? I don’t have time for all the bullshit. I should make his dreams come true and put him out of his misery.

  “Ethan miss me with your bullshit. Take your dumb ass to see a shrink in the morning and afterward sign up for school. Be all that you can be and stop being a dirtbag. I have things to do. Put some gas on the pedal and move it!” I commanded.

  “Yes, ma’am. Yes, ma’am. MOVE BITCH GET OUT THE WAY. GET OUT THE WAY! GET OUT THE WAY!” Ethan's voice boomed.

  He sped off as other cars blew there horns at him.

  I have created a monster out of a corny ass LYFT driver. I am just trying to take the bitch out of him so that he can be more productive in life. I am back in business. Brady Larkin will be the first to feel my wrath.

  I sat back and tried to remember better days, but they seemed to far and in-between to me.

  “Duke, why did you have to check out on me so soon? I was not ready for you to go. I did not want to be free.” I whimpered.

  I knew that I was bugging the fuck out. Duke was dead as a doorknob. I had not grieved for my man. A man who I loved out of jealousy because I did not want my pretty ass best friend to have him peacefully. Tiara had it all looks, clothes, the job, good grades, a doting family, and Duke. Everyone loved her, and I was just the third wheel when it came to Tiara and Duke up until the night I went to there house unannounced. Tiara was at work. I knew it too, but I did not give a fuck. It was a dog eat dog world, and I was only out for myself. I was tired of watching Tiara prosper while my life stayed at a standstill. I decided to take the matter into my own hands. I was tired of waiting on the universe. I wanted what Tiara had. Tiara always

  bragged on how big, and thick Duke’s dick was and

  I wanted to see it. I wanted to feel it inside of my

  pussy. I also wanted to put Duke’s dick in my mouth. I had to see what all the fuss was about.

  I was horny and needed some dick. I did not have

  a man so I decided to take Tiara’s.

  Now tha
t I am older and wiser I see that I was wrong. What if I had waited for real love would I be in the predicament that I am in now? I bet Tiara was looking down from Heaven at me in a fury.

  “I am sorry Tiara,” I whispered as my tears fell from my eyes.

  Life was no joke. I could have done much better, but I played myself. I let a man take care of me until his number was up. It was sad to admit, but he did not think enough of me to leave me a nest egg. I can’t blame nobody but myself because I was a greedy woman after someone else’s man. I guess this is the end result of cheating in the next room. I have to find my own way now. I enjoyed my time with Duke, but now I see that none of it was worth the hurt and pain that I was feeling at this time.

  I did not want to continue to dig deeper into my memories. The deeper that I dug, the more disappointed I became with myself. Who was this person? It scares me to know that was me. The real me and I don’t think that I grew out of this

  woman.

  “My God. My God. What have I done?” I whimpered.

  It had finally hit me that I was BITCH! Vera had always told me that I was a bitch, but I thought that she was joking. Vera and I were always playing around and teasing each other. On some real shit, I was a selfish, conniving bitch. I had always had to have things my way or all hell would break loose. That was how I managed to get Duke to buy me all the best shit while he took his bratty ass daughter to the thrift shop. I bled Duke dry after the bills were paid. The man was left with barely fifty dollars of his hard earned money after he paid for my clothes hair and put miscellaneous cash in my hands. I fucked him good for everything he did for me. When Duke was alive made me feel wanted and I never felt like I was walking on shaky ground.

  The car stopped abruptly. I looked up and saw that I was finally at my destination.

  “GRADY MEMORIAL HOSPITAL!” Ethan blurted.

  “Thanks, cow head. Boss the hell up!! Life is to short to be a broke shit head!” I advised Ethan as I shut the door.

 

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