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Short Story Challenge part 2!

Alright guys, you asked I answered. Part 2 of my #shortstorychallenge is coming at you now. If you didn’t read part 1 you can find it here, https://stephaniennorris.wordpress.com/…/short-story-chall…/

*****WARNING Adult content ahead. Reader discretion is advised**** Here we go!

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The knocks on the door came in rapid succession. Celine tilted her head slightly towards the door but made no effort to answer it. Looking back to the ceiling, she allowed her thoughts to float into space. Two weeks had passed since her first kill in five years; breaking the vow she’d made to her husband on their anniversary night. It was a necessary death, but that’s not what haunted her. There were only two men she loved more than life itself. Her husband Alan Brigg’s and her handler Brian Devareaux.

When she was only a young girl, death found her father as he worked at the construction site he faithfully went to each day and her mother had fallen victim to the harsh Chicago streets. After watching her mother prostitute herself for whatever drug she was on at the time, it became routine for her to seek men out for a quick payday once she was on her own. When she found her first trick, reality set in fast.

Celine couldn’t go through with it. But he was unrelenting, pulling her into an alley, beating her senseless. When he thought she was weak enough to take advantage of, he ripped her panties and pulled out his soft, raggedy, uncircumcised dick trying with fitful plunges to penetrate her untouched vagina. When the blade slid across his neck, he never saw it coming. It was the first time she laid eyes on Brian. His mountainous frame stood over them with menacing eyes. He tossed the trick to the side and held his hand out to her. Everything else was history.

Brian became her one and only, teaching her how to shoot with every gun known to man. He gained her trust and she fell in love, losing her virginity to him.
But Brian was not a man to be loved. He was ruthless, mischievous and cold to everyone around him but her. In his line of business, he had to be. She watched many women come and go. Making it no secret that he wasn’t interested in being monogamous with her or anyone else. Celine prospered, her skills behind the trigger grew sharper by the day. Soon enough, she became his most valuable asset and the only hitman he used when needed.

On the day she set her eyes on Alan, her whole world changed. He was too good to be true. Attentive, compassionate, disarming. She used to pinch herself sometimes to make sure he was real. Alan became her best friend. She divulged all her deepest, darkest, secrets to him. Still, he accepted her, asking for her hand in marriage. But there was one stipulation. She had to put down her vices and leave the world of guns, violence, drugs and Brian.

It wasn’t easy, but giving those things up was for the better. For five years, they lived in whimsical bliss. Then one night during dinner, Alan gripped his chest and fell to the floor. Hours later they found out he suffered with severe systolic heart failure. He would need a heart transplant and selling the house wouldn’t be enough to fund it.

When Celine was able to acquire the funds after Devon’s death, she was all too happy to pay Alan’s doctor bills and have the procedure done. The doctors wasted no time in operating, but Alan never made it out of the operating room. Something about his body rejecting the implant. Celine couldn’t remember what he said. Her mind went blank.

The rapping at the door was more incessant and volatile. Whoever was beating against it was about to take the hinges off. With renewed frustration, she tossed her arm back gripping the handgun that lay next to her head and pounced off the bed.

“What!” she said swinging open the door. Surprise didn’t register on her face at the person standing across the threshold. Her hand fell to her side taking the gun off him. She attempted to slam the door, but his foot stuck out rejecting the dismissal. Celine pivoted on her heels, “How did you find me?” She stumbled back to the bed and fell on her knees in front of a silver tray laced with cocaine.

“How long did you think you could hide from me?” Brian said stepping into the dusty motel room. His eyes perused the wilted wallpaper that sagged down the walls, to the crooked blinds that bent and hung uneven in the lone windowsill, to the silver tray she stuffed her face in. He reached down and flung the tray against the wall.

“What do you think you’re doing!” She yelled.
He clenched his jaw, “I know you’re in pain, Celine…”

“What do you know about my pain?!” She glowered at him rising to her feet. “Where were you when I put up my house and was left on my ass in the streets?!” Her hands pushed against his firm chest. “Where were you when my brother in law extorted sex from me in order to pay my husband’s hospital bills?!” She pushed him again. “Where were you when the south side boys sent their goons after me to get to you?!”

She balled her fist and swung at his face.
He caught her wrists, but she fought him with all the strength she had. He bent her arms behind her back as she struggled against him. “Get off me!” she screamed, “I hate you!” Tears rolled down her face her scuffle insistent.

“Listen to me!”
“No!”
He lifted her small frame releasing her arms pinning her against the wall. “You wanted me to go away remember! You were the one who removed yourself from my life, not me!”

“I hate you!” She cried with tears streaming faster now. She pushed against him and he recaptured her arms pinning them over her head. “Calm down!”

Her body betrayed her, reacting to his rigid erection that pushed against her belly. Her mind told her to fight, but her body told a different story. He could sense it too. It was no use trying to ignore it, especially with her legs wrapped around his waist wearing only a panty and bra set. He crushed his mouth to hers and she bit back on his lips drawing blood. “Shit!” he screamed pulling back.

He put both her wrists in the palm of one of his hands while he removed his belt and unzipped his pants. Without warning he slid the thin material to the side and submerged his engorged length into her.

“Son of a bitch!” She screamed lunging for his neck. Her fangs dug into his flesh and he made her pay for it in the most wonderful way.
“Do you still hate me now?”
“Yes!” she hissed.

They rocked against the wall and he released her wrists to grab a firm hold on her thighs. She slapped him against his face but it didn’t disturb him. He bent his head sucking in a distended nipple as he pummeled into her. A high pitched moan escaped her lips, “I…still…hate…you…” she panted, “You…son…of…a…bitch…” His thrusts tore into her causing a ripping orgasm to cream down his shaft.

“Shit!” he yelled yielding to his own release. He buckled, placing Celine on her feet.
“Move,” she said pushing him just enough to disconnect from him. She staggered to the window trying to catch her breath. It was no secret that he brought out the animal in her and she hated herself for wanting more of him.

From behind her she heard his zipper, “When I found out about the south side boys coming after you, I sent them a message they can’t ignore. Trust me when I tell you, it’s taken care of. And another thing, I found out that one of the doctors on your husband’s team may have been on their payroll.”

Celine whipped around eyes wide. “What are you saying?”
His dark eyes peered at her, “I think you know.”
Rage unlike anything she’d ever felt before stimulated her nerve endings.

“I’m taking care of that too,” he said.
“No,” she snarled. “I’ll take care of it!”
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–Beautiful Assassin the full novel coming to a kindle and paperback near you.

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Love Is A Drug, Ink News

Hola, how are you this lovely day? Good I hope. I’m going to talk a little bit about some new releases coming up for Love Is A Drug, Ink. If you’re new to my blog that’s my publishing company.  I only publish my works and Love Is A Drug, Ink is my imprint. I write romance, drama, and suspense. Moving along, first we have The Keys to My soul.

Synopsis:

Cassandra Callahan has always been guided by her strong desire for success, not only for herself, but for others as well. Being a professor affords her the opportunity to help her undergraduates get a head start for achievement in their futures. But when she meets Ceazar Smith, the father of one of her students, her focus abruptly changes. Her desire for him is so strong that she turns into a sexy siren whenever he’s near. The uncontrollable force of lust puts her in a situation that she is helpless to pull herself out of, and it could possibly be her undoing.

Attorney Ceazar Smith and his wife of twenty-one years, Samantha, are partners at Smith and Smith Associates, LLC. Their marriage has been on the rocks for several years, but things recently took a turn for the better. However, when Ceazer meets Professor Cassandra Callahan, unexpected sparks fly, and before long, he finds himself in a position to lose it all. The confident charismatic attorney is brought to his knees whenever their paths cross, and he can’t help but feel it’s all worth the risk.

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I wrote this book this book with a co-writer, Author Keith A. Bennett. More information about this author and pre-order links can be found at http://www.thekeystomysoul.com. The release date is set for the first quarter of 2017.

Right behind this release comes An Unfortunate Accident. This book is geared more towards crime/thriller but it centers around a married couple celebrating their eight year anniversary. This story is controversial and I almost didn’t release it, but it’s a story that must be told. Yes, it is fiction. It actually came to me in a dream and was so intense that I had to write it down.

Synopsis:

Nathan and Renee Johnson are more in love now than they were on their wedding day.  Their careers have sky-rocketed and the move to Cleveland Ohio five years ago was their best move. However, on the night of their eight-year anniversary, Nathan and Renee’s lives changed forever.  Leaving one of their favorite restaurants, tipsy and looking forward to an extensive night of passionate sex, a startling cry in the darkness captured their attention. Drawn to the sound, they discovered a crime in progress. Caught up in the horror of it all, the couple take out their cell phones and started recording. To their dismay, they’re spotted by the perpetrator and he goes after them with a vengeance.

At day break, the magnitude of everything they witnessed hits the couple full force. They noticed the vehicle sitting outside the gates of their two-story Tudor style home the night before.  Quickly, things around them start to change.  With their lives in danger, the couple goes through anything necessary to keep their family safe. The cost weighs so heavy that they may not survive it.

 

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This book will also be released in the first quarter of 2017.  Watch out for pre-order links! There will be multiple giveaways going on within the next three months be on the lookout. If you’re not connected with my newsletter you should sign up as most of the giveaways will be for subscribers only! Sign up below.

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Until My Last Breath

Coming this month from Love Is A Drug, Ink is the finale to the Trouble In Paradise series Until My Last Breath.  This romantic suspense story closes the chapter on Victoria and Joshua’s love story as well as their friends Dante and Shay, Caroline and Greg, and their nemesis Danielle.  If you’ve never read Trouble In Paradise, I insist that you do so before picking up this book! The series is as follows;

Trouble In Paradise

Vengeful Intentions

For Better and Worse

Until My Last Breath

The finale picks up right were For Better and Worse left off.  Check out the book blurb;

In the finale of the Trouble in Paradise series, Victoria finds herself in the worst position of all, hanging by her wrists in the basement of Caroline’s three story house. She knew that her own actions had sealed her fate and landed her in this position, but how will she survive it? After seeking help to get past his many infidelities, Joshua goes on the hunt for Victoria when he receives a cryptic telephone call from her. Instantly, he rushes to her rescue, but will he be too late?

Danielle’s misery becomes unbearable when her efforts to reach out to Joshua fail. Instead of going after him with vengeance, she falls into a deep depression. Her best friend, January, tries to pull her out of her funk when a person from January’s past resurfaces, determined to steal her heart again.
Have these couples finally hit rock bottom or will they fight for love until their last breath?

Until My Last Breath releases this month June 28, 2016. Be the first to get your copy and pre-order today.

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It’s that time, the final part of the Trouble In Paradise series is coming to you next month in June, enjoy this teaser!

Risky Retreat

Hola! Welcome to this week’s Risky Retreat! Here you can find a teaser of the romance, drama, and suspense that flow through my pages when I write. Even though this is only a teaser it will still feed your need to read. Some of these stories are coming soon, some are available now, and some are simply free short stories I wanted to share with you! Enjoy and don’t forget to check back in two weeks for the next Risky Retreat!

Vengeful Intentions (Trouble In Paradise book 2)

Victoria opened her gold case and looked at the row of joints, she pulled one out and snapped the case closed.  Reaching for the lighter on the dining room table she lit the end of it.  Her feet shuffled back and forth in a pace, her mind in a state of hysteria.  The clock on the wall ticked by slowly how many minutes had passed?  She hit the joint again and walk to the bathroom door willing it to open but it didn’t.  A sigh escaped her lips, puffing the joint again gave her a small sense of relief.  Inhaling deeply her nostrils flared as she exhaled through them.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

“Calm down Victoria, breathe this could be just a mistake we’ll give it about 30 more seconds then have another look.”

She shook her head agreeing with herself.  The joint went out she held the lighter up and lit the joint again then put it out, marched to the bathroom door and opened it.  Standing over the e.p.t. pregnancy test a shiver ran down her spine.  The window revealed a dark pink plus sign there was no way to deny this truth.

“No, this cannot be.”

She backed up until she hit the wall, this was the second e.p.t. pregnancy test she had taken.  An overwhelming since of dread came over her at the fact that the father was a toss-up between Joshua and Greg.  Her eyes shut and gravity took over.  Victoria slid down the wall until her butt hit the floor.

“This is a cruel joke,” she said.

Remembering the last time she saw Greg, they met at the Doubletree Hotel in Chicago and Victoria was so mad at him she fought, cursed, spit out venom, and tried to shatter his pride.  But he knew she was upset and her words didn’t faze him.  Once she got within his grasp he grabbed her and held on tight.  She tried fighting him off but he just held her.  Greg explained over and over that his intention was to tell his wife he wanted a divorce.  Falling in love with her wasn’t something that was planned.  He explained how everything happened just like life happens.  It was all a misunderstanding.

“So you didn’t know I was your wife’s intern?” She asked.

“Not at first,” he said “When I first saw you in the barbeque joint it was completely innocent.”

“Ok what about when you saw me on my lunch break at the lounge?” she asked.

“I didn’t know then either” he said, “but I wanted to get to know you since that was the second time I ran into you.  When I found out you worked in my company and was hired by . . .” he hesitated.

“Go on your wife,” she stated looking at him with anger in her eyes.  “Once you found out you decided to say nothing because you are a fucked up individual and the truth is not in you!”

She slapped him across his face a couple of times before shoving him away and walking to the door.

“This was a mistake,” she said “I should’ve never come here!”

Greg grabbed Victoria, turning her around he shoved his tongue down her throat kissing her with an intense fever that ignited their passion right where they stood.  Victoria started to protest and he deepened the kiss, she melted like hot butter into his arms.  He could feel her resistance weaken. His grip dug into her soft flesh embracing her deeper, she moaned wrapping her arms around him and kissed him back.

She stuck her tongue into his mouth and tasted the spearmint gum he was chewing on.  Greg kissed her so intensely and deeply she felt like they were one person. He made her head spin and Victoria felt dizzy with rapture.  If this was the fight left in her she might as well wave the white flag because she lost.  As soon as the man put his hands on her she was finished.  Only when he pulled back for air did she become more resistant but he apologized and explained the day away.

Before they departed they had the best sexual lovemaking experience since the day they were caught by his wife Caroline eight months ago.  Victoria tried to shake the images that formed in her mind of him taking his shirt off and coming out of his white pants.  He was brown and sexy from the tip of his nose to the souls of his feet.  As he stood over Victoria like Hercules her eyes traveled to his broad shoulders.  Mesmerized by his firm, smooth and sexy chest she wanted to fall back into his bed and let him gallop her.  As her eyes met his chiseled abs, she heard a small growl and knew it was going down.  Victoria was no longer in control of the madness felt towards him.  She wanted him to ravish her and he did.

Victoria shook her head trying to shake the images away but instead the pictures just changed up a bit.  When her eyes opened Greg’s eyes were looking back.  He started to kiss down her neck to her chest. He circled his tongue around her round brown nipples and sucked them into his mouth.  Victoria shuttered at the memory. She had to get up off the bathroom floor and get her mind together but she was paralyzed.  The images in her head of their love making were too strong.  They were in each other’s arms all night and she loved every minute of it.  The ringing of the phone brought Victoria back to reality and she stood up to go answer it.

“Hello?” she said.

“Hey sexy what are you up to?” Joshua asked.

Victoria swallowed she couldn’t tell him what she was really up to—stressing over the plus sign on a pregnancy test oh and by the way the baby might not be yours she thought but she said, “Nothing just flipping through the channels trying to find something to watch.”

“Umm baby why don’t you turn the TV off, I want to talk to you about something when I get there,” he said.

Victoria heard the nervousness in his voice and it made her stomach turn, or did something else make her stomach turn?  Either way she didn’t like it one bit.

“What’s wrong Joshua?” she asked, fear creeping into her for what he could say next.  No bad news she thought I can’t take anymore today.

“Um baby just turn off the TV and wait til’ I get there.  I’ll be there in five.”

He hung up.  She looked at the phone like it was a rattle snake.

“What in the world could this be about now?” she said out loud.  “Why does he want me to keep the TV off so bad?  I wasn’t really looking but now I’m wondering what the hell this is about.”

Victoria picked up the remote and started to turn on the TV then stopped thinking about her therapy sessions.  The irony of a shrink needing a shrink but this was different she reasoned.  But it really wasn’t, this was relationship therapy, her relationship needed help because it was about two seconds away from not being one.  Her therapist came to the conclusion that she had a tendency to do the exact opposite of what Joshua would ask her to do without realizing it.  Just like then, he told her not to turn on the TV he wanted to talk to her first; but her first instinct was to do exactly the opposite.  A frown came to her face realizing she caught it this time.  Wow progress, so we really do have a problem with something or another.

Victoria and Joshua’s relationship was better within the eight months since the big move from Chicago to Atlanta.  The change of scenery was greatly needed and she really believed it helped their relationship grow stronger.  Only one thing really still hung in the balance and it was Gregory Banks.  He would not go away, no matter how much she tried to put him out of her mind it was hard to do so with him constantly calling her.

Changing her number didn’t mean anything to him because he would have it within minutes.  He was in love with her and she was in love with him but she was trying to get over it.  He wasn’t making it very easy for her.  The last time she saw him they couldn’t keep their hands off each other and she didn’t know what to do about it.

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 Brandon Lamone pulled into the Hertz Rent-A-Car parking lot.  Danielle leaned over and kissed him.

“I’ll see you later.”

She opened the car door and stepped out.  The doorbell chimed when she walked through the door.  The thin tall guy at the desk had a name tag on that said Steve Wilshire.

“Hi, I’m here to pick up a rental that’s been reserved for Shumaker.”

Danielle pulled out her license and handed it to Steve.  He looked at it and ran her name through their database.

“Danielle?” he asked.

“Yes.”   He retrieved the keys to the BMW 328i Sedan.

“Would you like to do an inspection?” he asked. “There’s not a scratch on her we just got her in.”

She reached for the keys.  “That won’t be necessary. Thank you.” She turned and headed towards the door.

“Um, Ms Shumaker!” Danielle turned towards Steve.   “Your license, you’ll need these.” He handed it back to her.

“Thanks.”

The BMW purred to life and almost gave Danielle an orgasm.  “Damn,” she said.

Danielle was on a mission to find out as much information on Joshua’s whereabouts.  It was easy to get a number, but finding the rest of the information wouldn’t be so simple.  She headed to the public library where all of the resources needed would be available to her.  Oh how surprised Victoria would be when she came face to face with her.  Danielle squealed just thinking about it and it made her nipples hard.  The excitement was magnifying.  Danielle laughed out loud, “Hahaha!  I’m going to find you.”

She couldn’t help but smile from ear to ear.  Here Danielle faced a murder charge and now was scot free.  Why wouldn’t her smile be satisfying?  I out smarted them all—the lawyers, the judge, and the correctional officers.  At one point Danielle thought she was done for, the D.A. tried to convince her to plead guilty and take a lesser charge or they would hang her during the trial.  They brought her into that interrogation room day after day, handcuffed and shackled but she stayed strong and managed to put a plan into motion that worked like taking candy from a baby.

Men were so predictable.  Throw a little pussy their way and have them eating out the palm of your hands.  Still laughing she beat the steering wheel like it was a drum.  She was very proud of herself.  Pulling into the parking garage of the library Danielle found a spot and got out.  Headed toward the elevator her feet stopped short.  Her body turned around slowly as if a presence was near.  Her eyes roamed the area settling on any shadows; she didn’t like the feeling but there was no one there.  Danielle did a complete three sixty and didn’t see anyone so she proceeded.  Adjusting the purse on her shoulder her finger hit the up button on the elevator.  Someone coughed.  Danielle looked up and felt the cold steel of an object smacking her against the back of her head.  She fell into the elevator door and passed out.

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 Sheila let the crowbar drop as it clang to the ground sending an echo throughout the garage.  She grabbed Danielle by her ankles and drug her to the side of the elevator just as the doors opened and two women stepped off walking in the opposite direction.  The doors closed and Sheila waited until she could no longer hear the women’s voices.  Bending over she drug Danielle to the trunk of the BMW, put her in, and closed the trunk.  Sheila looked around carefully to see if anyone spotted her; she couldn’t leave any witnesses for what was about to go down.  After running back to get the crowbar she jumped into the BMW and pulled out of the parking garage of the library.  Sheila had a controlled determined demeanor.

She turned on West Congress Parkway and drove for a few minutes before pulling up in front of the city morgue.  Sheila pulled around to the back and parked on the side of the building.  Jumping out and running to a white van sitting in the alley she handed the guy inside ten one hundred dollar bills.  He got out of the truck and opened the back doors. He pulled out a gurney and helped her lay Danielle on it face up.  They covered her with a white sheet and pushed her to the back door of the building.

“Why does she still have her clothes on?  He pulled the door open.

“We’ll take them off once we’re inside,” she said.

“Where did you get the body?”

“Now I don’t see why that’s any of your business.”

“Never mind,” he said pushing the gurney into the building.

They walked down a long narrow hallway and into a freezer room with more gurneys and freezer boxes.  Danielle pulled out a syringe and a small bottle.

“This should keep you sleep,” she whispered.

She stuck the syringe into the cap of the bottle filling it halfway.

“What is that?” the guy asked.  Sheila looked at him, “Why are you so interested?”

She was told this guy was the type of guy that didn’t speak unless spoken too.  He was paid but still asking questions.  Sheila wondered for a moment if this was a bad idea.  Thinking of Leon pissed her off all over again.  Sheila stuck the syringe into Danielle’s ankle and looked at the guy.  He couldn’t be trusted.

“Great,” she murmured.

A slight uneasy look was on his face as if the guy was about to throw up.  Who would recommend him?

“Help me slide her in,” Sheila said.

She reached for the door to a freezer box and opened it, after removing Danielle’s clothes they slid out the metal plank and lifted Danielle onto it.  She pushed her in and closed the door.  The concerned look on the guys face let Shelia know he would not be able to keep this secret.  This was not good.  “Let’s go,” Sheila said.  They walked back down the hallway and out the back door.   “I’ll help you put this gurney back into the van.”

They opened up the door and lifted the gurney into the van.  While his back was turned strapping the gurney down; Sheila took out her silencer and put two bullets in his back.  He grunted, toppled over, and didn’t move.  She pushed him into the back of the van and closed the doors.  As the wind slapped her across the face she looked at her surroundings and walked down the alley onto the sidewalk.  She made a left and walked until flagging down a taxi.

“Taxi!” she yelled throwing her hand up.  The driver stopped and Sheila got in.  “Take me to the library please.”

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Hola! Welcome to this week’s Risky Retreat!  Here you can find a teaser of the romance, drama, and suspense that flow through my pages when I write.  Even though this is only a teaser it will still feed your need to read.  Some of these stories are coming soon, some are available now, and some are simply free short stories I wanted to share with you!  Enjoy and don’t forget to check back in two weeks for the next Risky Retreat!

Trouble In Paradise

“I left my netbook in the car can you go get it for me?” Victoria asked.

“Yeah,” Shay said.

They were upstairs in the master bedroom of Joshua and Victoria’s condo.  Victoria needed to get online and do some research on clients she had been studying with Caroline and put together a report on ways to help a client in certain situations.  She hadn’t been able to completely focus on her work because of all of the drama going on in her personal life.  It was getting out of hand.  She had been in Chicago all of two weeks and everything had went from good to bad, real quick.  She had a feeling it wasn’t over.  Before she could get the thought out of mind she heard Shay scream,

“VICTORIA!!”

Victoria jumped up off the bed and ran to the steps.

“VICTORIA GET DOWN HERE!” Shay screamed.

“What was it now?” Victoria said.

When she got to the bottom of the steps she realized Shay wasn’t calling her from inside the house.  She ran outside, Shay was standing by the passenger door of Victoria’s Cadillac.  She walked over to her.

Shay stared up at her blankly.

“Your stalker has left her mark,” she said.

Victoria’s mouth dropped as she read the words

“WATCH YOUR BACK” in red lipstick on the side of her new Cadillac.

“I just know she didn’t,” Victoria said.  Victoria walked around to the back of the car studying every part of it.  There was nothing wrong with the back, she continued to walk around to the driver’s side and she gasped.

“I didn’t even look over there,” Shay said, “What is it?”

“The word ‘MUTT!’  I’m guessing this was supposed to go together. ‘WATCH YOUR BACK MUTT!’”

Shay walked to the driver’s side and cringed.  She looked at Victoria,

“What you want to do V?  We can get this chick.  She deserves to get dropped like a bad habit.  I’m down with you, what’s up, we can take this to the hood, this heifer don’t want it, I’m telling you V lets go.”

“I know you not gone let her keep picking with you like you scared after you done whooped her once!  You need to put the smack down on her again.”

Victoria looked at her. “What you want me to do, kill her?  I have already put her in the hospital and she still acting like this.  I mean this rat is a total psycho.”

She turned to walk in the house and Shay was on her heels.

“Hey, she can be a psycho all she wants but she still can get slap back every time she comes incorrect.  This don’t make no since girl.  What type of person comes all this way to keep stuff going after she done been put in the hospital?  I’ll tell ya what kind, the kind that wants to get put back in the hospital again, and again after that!  I didn’t come all this way to get caught up in no senseless drama, I came for moral support but there is no way I’m about to sit around and let her harass you and do nothing about it.”

By now they had walked back into the house, Shay was following behind Victoria ranting and raving about Danielle, they didn’t realize Danielle was already in the house.  She hadn’t gone anywhere; she wrote her note on Victoria’s car in her red lipstick then slid into the side entrance when Victoria went flying down the steps to marvel at her artwork.  She had Leon’s forty-five and it was about to get serious.  She was a black woman gone mad.  She wasn’t psychotic she was mad, pissed off is what she was, and she was about to show them just how mad she could be.  Shay was still ranting and raving about slapping somebody back when Danielle stepped into view.

“What the…?” Shay said and reached for her purse.

“OOO no I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” Danielle said raising the forty-five so it could be seen.

“This is some major bull,” Shay said.

“I know right,” Danielle snickered. “And you were talking all that trash, my beef isn’t with you Shay but since you talk a lot I should shoot you anyway.”

Shay swallowed hard.  She did not come all the way to Chicago to get shot, or killed that’s for sure.  She didn’t know how she would get to her purse but she would have to get it, bullets flying between her and all.  She couldn’t go out just standing here and she had a 380 of her own in her purse that she had been to the gun range with.  Victoria had weapons all in her closet but there was no way to get to them now.  She would be better off trying to go for her purse then the closet.

“What do you want Danielle?” Victoria asked.

Danielle looked at Victoria like she was dumb, deaf, and stupid.  “Do you really have to ask?”

“Well why don’t you take him then, you want him so bad take him.   Oh wait, you can’t because he’s a grown man not a child and he doesn’t want to go with you.”

Danielle turned her aim from Shay to Victoria.

“Trick, what you don’t know is I will shoot you, right between the eyes without blinking, so I suggest you stop bumping those pretty little gums and shut up.”

Victoria tried not to sweat but she had to be real, the girl was crazy.

“Now I didn’t come over here to kill you but I will, because I hate you and even though I’m not supposed to have hatred in my heart, I hate you.  I just can’t shake how much I hate you so I’m expressing it this way.  I told you to watch your back and you didn’t even do that.  I don’t know what to tell you.  You’ve been warned.”

“Well what now rookie, get this over with, you might think you’re intimidating but you’re not!” Victoria taunted.

Danielle crossed the room in two strides and smacked her with the butt of the gun twice, Victoria hit the floor and Shay tried to make a run for her purse and felt the barrel of Danielle’s gun on the side of her face.

“Didn’t I say my beef is not with you Shay, tisk tisk, now I’m going to have to shoot you.”

“Danielle what are you doing?” Danielle turned to see who had addressed her and of course it was Joshua. “MMMM,” she said, “my man is home.

Hey baby, you’re just in time for the party!” she said.  “Is anybody with you?”

“No,” he said.

“Don’t play, I know Dantae’s with you so tell him to come on in,” she said getting serious.

“He’s not with me; he dropped me off and went to the store.”

Joshua looked at Victoria; she was sitting against the wall bleeding from her forehead.  Danielle had the gun up to Shay’s head.  She pointed for Joshua to come in and take a seat.  Joshua knew what he would have to do; he would have to play the soft role.  He knew Danielle and she would only fight fire with fire.

“Baby, he said looking at her, this isn’t you.  What are you doing?”

She turned her nose up and frowned.

“Oh please don’t try to play me, because I don’t have a problem shooting your mutt over here.”

She turned the gun back to Victoria.  She had the hardest look in her eyes.  He had never seen it.  He didn’t know this Danielle and he had to keep it together or she would probably kill them all and turn the gun on herself.  She looked mad enough to do it.

“What do you mean, I never said you weren’t, I just said we were moving on.  Look how long have we been in each other lives, of course you’re my baby, so what are you doing?”

Danielle felt confused.  She looked around.

“Don’t act like you don’t know I’m in love with you and you just push me to the curve and moved here with this stray and what does she have that I don’t!” she yelled.

Shay moved and Danielle slapped her with the gun.  Shay hit the floor.  Joshua stepped closer to Danielle.  If he could get her attention off of the girls at least they would be safe.  It worked.  Danielle focused on Joshua she held the gun up at him with unsteady hands.

“Stop!” she yelled.  “Don’t come any closer I swear I will pull this trigger!”

Joshua stood still. “Please calm down,” he said in a pleading gesture.  “You didn’t have to bring it to this point Danielle.  I get it, you’re so in love with me that you have gone through extremes to get me, I’m honestly flattered, I never knew you loved me this way.  Put that gun down girl, how you gonna hold that up at your man, how do you expect to take me back with you if you shoot me?”

She wondered if he was sincere. “I love you, she said. I always have, and you know how much,” she said letting the gun fall just a little.  “Why did you make me go through all of this?  You know this is way past extreme for me, but what am I supposed to do when my whole life is threatened?”

Joshua tensed; he didn’t know the girl was that in love with him.  They’re going to have to put her in a mental home, he thought, because she will hurt someone or herself.  He just needed to do something or say something to get the gun out of her hands.  He said the first thing that came to mind, “I love you girl.”

At that moment Victoria tensed up and a single tear ran down her face.  Danielle looked over at her and smirked.

“Told you trick,” she said making a disgusting looking face.

Joshua didn’t want to look at Victoria because his face would break and he would probably run to her.

“You love her, what do you mean you love this psycho?” Shay said.

Joshua said something before Danielle could focus on the comment Shay had made.

“So you’re not going to tell me you love me?” he asked.

“I love you,” she said, “with my entire heart and soul, baby you have no idea.”

“Well put down that gun and come to me, I want to hold you but I can’t with that gun in my face.”

Danielle hesitated; she looked around the room again then started to put the gun down when Leon rounded the corner saying,

“Danielle what is taking you so long girl I’m not about to be sitting in the car waiting for you and you . . . .”

Danielle jumped and turned the gun toward Leon letting off a single shot.  BANG!  Victoria screamed and Joshua jumped at Danielle two more shots were let off.  BANG! BANG!  Someone screamed again and then it was quiet.

“JOSHUA!” Victoria screamed.

Shay grabbed her purse and pulled her gun out.  Joshua had not responded.

“JOSHUA!” she yelled again.

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