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“Don’t touch none of my shit! I don’t wanna go nowhere with y’all niggas no more,” I screamed at the top of my lungs as he carried me to the door. I heard the door creak open.
“Why y’all pissed my daughter off? Y’all know it’s gon’ take three to five business days for her to calm down if she don’t kill you first. I know it was you, and Hollygrove is guilty for laughing.” My mother’s soft voice spoke for me.
“Athena, she's just mad because she's still a virgin,” he said.
I started beating his back like a drum again. I heard her laugh.
“Put her down, but you better duck. You know she gon’ swing on you.” She continued to laugh.
Plop
That nigga had the nerve to throw me in the bushes and run to his car.
“Mommy, help me, so I can catch this nigga,” I screamed.
He must’ve forgotten I ran track in high school, and my legs still worked. She grabbed both my hands, lifting me up, and I took off running. Hellcat was trying to pull his door open and slide in, but he was too slow. I jumped on that nigga’s back, and we both went to the grass on the left. I wrapped my arm around his neck, trying to choke his thick neck ass, but failed miserably because he was laughing.
“Get y’all overgrown asses off my rose bush. It’s just starting to fucking grow,” I heard my momma yelling from the front door.
“Get yo’ Ninja Turtle ass daughter off me, shit,” Hellcat said under me, but I wasn’t letting up.
I knew he was eating those roses by now. I felt myself being lifted from his body. I tried to bite the side of that nigga’s neck like I was a vampire. I was going for blood.
“Girl, bring yo’ ass on.” Hollygrove held me, facing outward, until we got to the front door, and he put me on my feet next to my mother.
“Stand yo’ ass here while I get yo’ bags and bring them to yo’ room.” I didn’t move. “Nigga, get yo’ big ass out the bushes.” He walked past Hellcat, still laid out.
While Grove brought my bags in the house, I stood next to my momma with my arms folded, waiting for Hellcat to get up for a second round. He got up, dusting his clothes off, and gave me the middle finger.
“Imma get yo’ ass the second round.”
I laughed at his ass, and he got in his car, slamming the door. His car curved around Grove’s car to speed off. I looked at my momma, and she shook her head from left to right, waving her hand, dismissing me.
“I don’t even want to know what happened, but I see ain’t shit changed but y’all ages. Y’all gon’ replace my damn rose bush, too.” She walked away from me into the house, leaving me with my thoughts.
Hellcat came out of the door and stood beside me. I didn’t have anything to say.
“When you ready, come to me,” he said.
With that, he kissed my forehead, headed to his car, and sped off just as Hellcat did moments before.
Chapter 16
Calliope Black
It had been days since all that shit happened, and I hadn’t slept a wink. My mental was fucked, and I couldn’t accept the fact that Klarity would do some shit like that. I’d told her about all the shit I went through with Melph and how it affected me. She was my person outside of my brother that I could talk to, and now she was fucking gone.
I couldn’t cope with the shit, and that night replayed in my head every fucking day and night. The lucid dreams I had after that shit had me afraid to close my eyes. When I closed my eyes, all I could see was half her face blown off from the shot to her head. The blood stains all over her car, and the way I had to have her body disposed of, like it was trash. Her car was probably smashed and burned to a crisp.
I had cleaned out the closet she had in my house. I took all her fragrances and makeup from her vanity and put all that shit into big, black Hefty bags. The racks of clothing she had in every closet in my house, I dragged that shit to the backyard. It took me at least four trips to get everything by myself to the yard. I was in love with Klarity, and I was angry because she took the bitch way out, and that wasn’t the vibe she gave me.
Once I got everything together on the left side of my massive backyard, I pulled my lighter out of my pocket. It wasn’t like the fire department would come because no one lived around me. I made sure the fire didn’t flame too high and risk the fire department coming out this way. I went to my shed that I had built to get the gasoline. I poured the shit all over everything that I thought wasn’t covered. Then, I lit my blunt before throwing the lighter and watching the flame start slowly and begin to grow.
I smoked my blunt and watched everything burn until it was ash. I jogged to get my hose pipe because everything had burned, and I didn’t want it to catch my flowerbeds. I put the fire out and walked away to go back into the house. The blunt wasn’t working, so I went to my bar on the first floor, grabbed my Don Julio, and took it straight to the head. I inhaled and smelled her scent, so I went to my cleaning closet to grab black gloves, more bleach, and some ammonia. After picking up a few towels, I grabbed a bucket to mix the bleach with water. The ammonia would be too much for my allergies, so I decided against it.
I filled the bucket with hot water before putting my gloves on and grabbing my towel. I made sure my arms were covered as I dipped the towel in the bleach water and started to scrub my walls. Every wall in my house was getting scrubbed tonight. I needed her scent out of my nose. After I finished, I grabbed my bucket, went to my bedroom, and scrubbed all the walls, including the bathroom. I didn’t give a fuck if the black faded. I would have my personal painter come redo that shit.
I didn’t need anything to remind me of what we shared because that shit would drive me crazy. I had to rid myself of her because I knew she wasn’t coming back, and I was cool with that because everything in this world was temporary. People, cars, clothes, everything was disposable. It had been shown to me.
