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by Nicety

  “You know exactly what I’m talking about. You didn’t see what you thought you saw that day, alright. I was trying to push him away. So when you spread the fucking story you need to spread the truth.” Goddess snapped.

  “Hey! It’s not my fault you got caught. Learn to keep it in your pants and you wouldn’t have this problem. Meanwhile, I am still your superior and you will address me as such. Understand?” Mary said pulling the authority card.

  Goddess just crossed her arms, curled her lips and hawked her down until Mary’s blue eyes grew tired of the staring battle and walked off. The other ladies followed close behind as she stood there with her back turned towards all of them. They snickered happily as they left out the door but the only thing she could think about was killing them all so they could all be out of her life. The taste of blood was too fresh in her mouth, little did they know, and not one part of her wanted to rethink her thoughts.

  She walked out onto the main floor in the middle of the early morning pow wow. Cole couldn’t take his eyes off of her as if he were possessed by her presence. He was slick making sure that every time Desire looked up his eyes were on her or elsewhere but for the most part he watched Goddess’ every move. She rolled her eyes in disgust praying for five o’clock to come soon. She looked down at her IPhone realizing that Truth still hadn’t called and it was pissing her off as well but she wasn’t about to call him. In her mind, whoever called first lost the battle. She was determined to win the battle and the war.

  The whole day Desire mean mugged and side eyed her flipping her thousand-dollar weave and clicking her black Giuseppe heels taunting her. She wanted Goddess to know that she thought she was better than her no matter how pretty she thought she was. Goddess knew she was a young minded chick and didn’t let that get to her but when the whispering and snickering in her face began to happen she felt alone, shut out, and shunned from the group. Even though she was angry with them she was more upset with Cole, who was beginning to act like a damn stalker. At the end of the day she handed her drawer to Cole with the office door open and signed the slip on the outside of the door. She handed it to Mary and walked out without speaking to either one of them. She grabbed her things from the break room and headed to the car in a haste ready to get the hell out of there and get on with her weekend. It was time she got her support system back and put all bullshit out of her mind.

  Chapter 17

  Cheating?

  Her sleepless nights continued, especially knowing she didn’t have her love in her life. That afternoon she had decided that it was going to be the day that she got him back. She was tired of the games and being alone realizing how much he really meant to her. But that would mean she needed to quit being a bitch towards him about the Venus issue, which was something she tried to prepare herself to do. Even if she had to lie to do it. She checked the window for the scene outside and was amazed at the amount of snow that had filled the ground overnight. The wind was howling like the banshees, which got her thinking in a holiday mood. She definitely didn’t want to be alone for the holidays.

  She showered then slipped on her tight fitting Dereon jeans and a low cut red cashmere sweater over her Victoria Secret Angels lingerie. She had planned to sport it for Truth in the bathroom of his shop. She slipped on a fresh pair of black Timberland boots deciding not to go cute with all of the snow outside then sat down at the vanity when her IPhone sounded throughout the eerily quiet house.

  “Yes.”

  “Yes, Goddess Young. This is Joey at Blake Lamb Funeral Home. How are you this early afternoon?”

  “Oh, yes, I’m blessed Joey. How are you?” Goddess responded sounding as generic as he did and rolling her eyes.

  “I’m Good, good. So I called to let you know that the process has been completed and your grandmother has been placed in the special urn you picked out the other day. What time should we be expecting you?”

  “Oh…uh…that was fast.”

  “Yes. We don’t get many cremations this time of year and as I stated before the process takes no more than 24 to 48 hours, depending on the workload.”

  “I’ll be through today I guess. Within the hour.” Goddess hesitated.

  “Very good, Ms. Young.”

  She tossed the phone on the vanity and continued to apply her makeup heavily. She checked to see if her flat irons were nice and hot before she proceeded to straighten her hair. Once she was done she blew a kiss to herself in the mirror loving the person staring back at her. She knew she was too sexy to resist and Truth would be a fool if he didn’t come crawling back to her.

  The funeral home was up the street basically and Saturday traffic was a breeze so she got there in no time. She sat in the truck for a few minutes wishing she had some green to blow before she stepped foot in the final resting place for a lot of souls. Hospitals and funeral homes crept her out but she was willing to brave the elements so she could get this over with. She popped a piece of WinterFresh in her mouth then headed inside.

  “Welcome to Blake Lamb. May I help you?”

  “Yes, I’m Goddess Young.”

  “Ah, yes. Ms. Young. Yes right this way please.” Joey said extending his arm for her to follow.

  She followed the man down a back hall. The inside of the building screamed death with pictures of past lives spread all around and the dreary monochromatic color scheme. Everything held a solid foundation of sadness as she moved about the facility hoping to be out of there soon. Joey walked into a room holding the door open for her as she walked in.

  “Please take a seat. Here inside of this beautiful jewel encrusted urn lies Venus Elizabeth Young.” He recited as if it were his one-billionth-time sounding like Lurch from the Addams Family.

  The urn was already sitting on top of the desk in front of her staring at her like it should have been her in there instead of her grandmother. Her heart rate sped up as she struggled to remain calm without passing out. She couldn’t even bring herself to reach out and touch it then she looked up noticing that Joey was looking at her rather strangely. It was a solemn yet creepy smile.

  “Would you like to hold your grandmother? It’s best if you build a bond with the urn. You know some sort of relationship with it. So you can learn to live with it everyday on your mantle or table, wherever you decide to put it.” He said as he sat down gathering papers for her and sliding them inside of a thick blue and white folder.

  “So is this it?”

  “Well we’ve done all of the necessary paperwork for you to file with the city. You will be mailed a copy of the death certificate. So if you could just sign these papers on top of this folder, you can be on your way.”

  She signed the stack of papers in front her one by one, still dreading the moment she had to pick up the urn.

  “Thank you.” It was all she could pull herself to say.

  She hesitantly wrapped her arm around the urn then took the folder she was being handed and walked out of the office then out of the building. Back in the truck, she set the urn on the seat next to her unaware as to what she should do with it. She stared blankly at it before realizing she couldn’t live with this thing in her house. It had to be gotten rid of, just as soon as she could figure out how. She reached over strapping it tightly in the passenger side seatbelt then started the truck unable to take her eyes off of it.

  Time had gotten away from her as it was becoming dark out even though it was only half past 3pm. The snow had begun to fall again but it was only pouring slow soft white flakes. It looked magical but it wasn’t shit to drive in. Truth’s shop was all the way on the other side of town on 79th and Cottage Grove, so it would be quite a trip driving carefully in that weather. She wasn’t used to it but she was going to make it work feeling it would all be worth it to see the look of surprise on his face. At a stoplight she looked over into the shiny crystals of the urn, realizing that she couldn’t show up with this thing in the car.

  Goddess turned the corner heading for her ho
use and once she was there she knew exactly where she would put it. It wouldn’t be comfortable anywhere else in the house until she got rid of it. She opened the door and ran up the stairs without closing it, racing for the room that once belonged to Venus. She walked in setting her right on the bed tucking the urn underneath the blanket a little bit almost tempted to kiss it goodnight.

  “There. You’re back at home, Grams. Just until I can find you a good home. Now I’m off to get my man.” She said heading to the door. “What? What was that? Your man? Nope, he’s mine.” Goddess laughed as she headed back out the door.

  ****

  “So how you want his hair cut this week?” Truth said covering the young boy with a black smock.

  “You know just the usual. I like the way you cut his hair.” Desire said rubbing up against him making sure her son wasn’t looking.

  “Hey, hey. You might want to calm that down. Ya feel me? Your husband comes to get his hair cut here and I don’t want anybody jumping to any conclusions. Besides, You’re one of my best customers and ya know how I feel about mixing business and pleasure.” He responded, scolding her playfully.

  “A little pleasure in your business is always good Mr. Owner of this business.” Desire whispered in his ear seductively then winked as she turned to take a seat.

  She crossed her legs slowly making sure to give Truth a little peek of her thicky thick thigh afterwards. His dick jumped a bit looking at her sexy thighs and peekaboo tits dangling from her V-neck pink shirt. He was aroused every time he saw her but she was a taken woman and he didn’t get down like that, period. He laughed her advances off but the rests of the barbers were all too happy to oblige her. She wasn’t interested in either of them; she only had her paws out for Truth.

  “So what does your husband do? I mean to ask him but I always forget.” Truth said trying to change the subject.

  “Oh he’s self employed. He works from home.” She responded as she texted away on her Iphone.

  “Yeah, it seems like everybody is self employed nowadays.” He said checking out the young man’s scalp.

  “Yeah but there’s a difference between being gainfully self employed and hustling for no damn reason.” She replied smacking her lips.

  “Word. You got a point. How’s that workin’ out for you?” He joked laughing as he put the finishing touches on the young man’s head.

  “Shit, it’s not. That’s why I got a dip with cash and a good ass job.” Desire snickered while her fingers went forty miles per hour.

  “Oh yeah. Well at least one of those sounded about right. Where you workin’ at, ma?” He asked removing the smock from the kid’s neck and slapping it in the air. “All done buddy.”

  “Mmm. My job isn’t as important as your job.” She walked up behind him whispering.

  Truth snickered a bit as she proceeded to turn her son around in the swivel chair so he couldn’t see his mother grazing Truth’s back with her perky 32C tits. Desire reached her hand around, digging her gel nails into his chest slowly making her way down to his pants.

  “Thank you for doing such a good…job.” She whispered in his ear sticking her tongue out just an inch and very discreetly as he chuckles deeply and softly.

  “TRUTH!” Goddess yelled as the door closed behind her.

  “Mmm.” Desire huffed as she curled her lips and rolled her eyes helping her son out of the barber’s chair.

  “G, what the hell are you doing here?” Truth asked calmly.

  “Naw, what the fuck are you doing here? All hugged up with the next bitch I see.” Goddess turned towards Desire gawking angrily at her very presence. “HO!”

  “Awe naw bitch you ain’t about to come up in here and disrespect me like that in front of my motherfuckin’ son!” Desire roared back at her.

  “Ho! Ho! HO!” Goddess snapped back pointing her figure all in her face as Truth pushed her back out of the door forcefully.

  “Goddess, what the fuck are you doing here? You bringing bullshit to my place of business and shit man.” Truth snarled.

  “You up here fucking with this bitch all out in the open and shit. That’s some ol’ disrespectful shit T.” Goddess yelled pushing her finger into his forehead.

  “Man, don’t put your hands in my face first of all and second I thought we were taking a break.”

  “Yeah a break. Not break up.”

  “Yeah well, you bringing me to that right about now. Anyway, I wasn’t even checking for that damn girl, man. She was rubbing her tits all up on me and shit. I ain’t even touch her. She married anyway.” Truth said looking back into the shop shooing the rest of the barbers away from the window.

  “No shit she’s married with that crusty ass cubic zirconia on her bony ass finger. I didn’t know that being on a break meant that the world was a free for all.” Goddess countered crossing her arms.

  Desire watched as they motioned back and forth to each other fussing in anger. She grew tired of their little show and snatched up her son getting ready to leave. It was stupid for her to argue over a man who wasn’t hers but it was damn sure fun fucking with Goddess’ emotions since she didn’t know how to keep her hands to herself at work. She opened the door hawking her down yet escorting her son to the Camry parked in front of the building. Once he was securely strapped in she turned shaking her head to see that they were still cussing each other.

  "Get your shit together next time bitch!" Desire taunted headed around to the driver's side of her truck.

  "Arrrrggghh!" Goddess felt her boiling point was reached.

  It was almost as if she had an out of body experience as she lunged towards Desire without even thinking about it. Her fist barely touched Desire’s face since she saw it coming and quickly stepped out of harm’s way. Truth grabbed her before she could follow her and swing again while Desire stood laughing and pointing at how stupid she was making herself look.

  “Look at you boo. All dressed up and nowhere to go. Out here trying to fight like a damn fool. Stupid bitch. Pretty girls don’t fight…we get even.” Desire laughed as she trotted to the driver’s side of her car.

  “This ain’t over bitch! You lucky as hell, know that!” Goddess yelled as exhaust fumes filled the air when the car pulled off.

  “Goddess, I don’t appreciate this scene you bringing up here to my business. Would you do this at your shit? Show some fucking respect, man, damn.” Truth snapped releasing her.

  “You mean the same respect you was showing me when she was all up on you?”

  “Man, take your stupid ass home. Beat it! Losing your motherfucking mind out here.” Truth said ending the conversation and heading back into the shop.

  “Truth! Truth, wait!” Goddess cried but it fell on deaf ears.

  He continued on in the shop and locked the door behind him. She stood there watching as he conversed with his workers. It was crazy that he was treating her that way after everything they had shared. She had begun to think that she had lost him and had done so forever. Any chances she had of mending their relationship back to what it used to be seem to be slim to none as she picked her face up off the ground and headed back to the car. She beat her fists against the car steering wheel and shook her head screaming throwing a grown temper tantrum.

  “You wanna fucking play? Then let’s play.” She said turning the key in the ignition then screeching the tires as she pulled off.

  Chapter 18

  Worship

  She slammed her keys on the table and stripped her coat off tossing it on the sofa when her phone began to ring. She didn’t have to look at the caller id to know who it was. It was apparent by the ring and the excessive calling whom it could be and she wasn’t in the mood to argue or be annoyed. The phone would chime off then immediately back on again, back-to-back showing no signs of letting up. Ray J blasted through her phone screaming “Sexy Can I” when Goddess finally went over to check how many missed calls and voicemails were on it. Then it rang again.

>   “WHAT?” Goddess snapped furiously.

  “Goddess, what the fuck happened between you and Desire tonight?” Cole asked relieved that she finally answered the phone.

  “Ugh, I really don’t feel like going through this shit right now. Can we talk about this, um, Monday morning when I’ve calmed down?” She asked removing her heels and rolling her eyes.

  “No we need to settle this right now. In person.”

  “Huh? Oh hell naw! You ain’t bringing that bitch up in my house! She gon’ get her ass beat down.”

  “Goddess, calm down. It’s just talking to resolve this, so there are no more misunderstandings and fights don’t happen at work. It is a place of business and we don’t need that.” Cole replied seriously.

  “Sheesh, if I never hear that again it will be too soon.” Goddess replied heading upstairs to plop down in her bed. “Whatever but if that bitch starts poppin’ off at the mouth I swear I’m gonna lay her ass out.”

  “Aight. I’ll be there in ten minutes.” He said without hesitation before he hung up.

  He didn’t even give her a chance to refuse the visit. Goddess decided that when she saw Desire again, she wouldn’t be caught slipping. She rumbled through her dresser drawer finding an old pair of sweats with a sports bra and tank top sliding into them quickly. She put on a thick pair of tube socks and laced up her Timbs. Suited and booted she went downstairs to wait for them to arrive. She searched hard for a good enough roach in the ashtray and pinched it tight before lighting it, siphoning a few pulls before it burned her fingers. It dropped back in the ashtray as the doorbell startled her.

  “Who is it?” She yelled out repositioning her ponytail making sure it was nice and tight before opening the door.

  “It’s Cole, Goddess open up.”

  He walked in as she opened the door. Goddess stepped back to ensure there was enough room for everyone to come in since the sofa was behind the door and didn’t leave much space for opening it. But when he walked in he wasn’t followed by anyone, he was alone. Goddess looked around trying to see if maybe Desire would jump out from around the corner or something but there was no one out there.