Michelle standing on the steps watching us. She was pissed. I could see it in her eyes. Mark’s back was to her so he missed the venom. Michelle crept back up the stairs with Doctor Mark being none the wiser.
“ Doctor, I would love to stand here and look at you but I promised Kait I would braid her hair. Have you seen her?”
Mark let go of my face. His daughters name killed the mood and that was exactly my plan. “She’s around here somewhere. Check her bedroom.”
I went upstairs and I looked in the master bedroom for Kait. The evil Michelle was there instead. Maybe Kait was in the bathroom.
“ Come here.” Michelle ordered while she sat on the bed brushing her hair.
“ Me.” I stood surprised at the door. She said two words to me.
“ Do you see anyone else?” She said through gritted teeth. “What are you snooping around for?”
“ I was looking for Kait?”
“ Do you see Kait?” She barked.
I stepped into the room. “What’s your problem with me?”
“ I don’t like you.” She mauled me with her words, stood and flung her hairbrush on the bed. Was this lady serious?
I took a few steps into the room. I was feeling a little frisky thanks to a shirtless Nick. “Surprise, surprise, do you think I give a shit?”
“ You waltzed your little skinny ass in here like you own the place.”
Now I was face to face with the redhead. “First I don’t waltz. I prance. Don’t let the little skinny ass fool you. I will kick your ass.”
“ Right Twiggy.”
All this hostility because the Italian Stallion touched my face, the jealousy monster reared its red head. My temper was flaring. My fists were balled. I remembered how girls used to try to bully me in grade school until they found out I had a bad ass black cousin at the school named LaKeisha Jackson. No one believed Keisha and I were related. I was very white and she was very black. We shared the same Creole grandfather. I was less than one eighth black and that really didn’t amount to much. I wanted to slap the taste out of Michelle’s mouth. That was something Keisha would always say. I thought about Keisha being eaten by deadies and I became furious.
“ I’m not afraid of a fifty pound Barbie doll.” Michelle boasted.
The person that makes the first move is usually the victor, a fight lesson from my cousin. I don’t have any more verbal jabs. Surely it is wrong to hit people for having diarrhea of the mouth but I just can’t resist. I loosened my balled fist. I raised my hand and slapped Michelle hard across her cheek. She fell to the bed and looked up at me in shock. I hovered over her. “Don’t get up.” I stood my ground. Ray ran into the room. He grabbed both my arms and yanked me out into the hallway.
“ Jesse calm down.” Ray said.
“ I’m calm.” I lied. I was still fired up.
“ Be cool.” He let go of my arms.
“ I’m cool.” I was slowly calming. The master bedroom door slammed shut.
“ Did you just slap big red into the middle of next week?”
“ I slapped her into the middle of next year.”
Ray snickered as he led me downstairs. We both had a big laugh about what happened to big red.
A few hours later Nick gathered the troops for our group meeting. I was informed of the topic in advance, one of the perks of bunking with the leader of the pack. We all were in attendance but we had to wait for Malik. He was always doing his own thing, although I had absolutely no idea what that was. Nick stood in the center in the common area which was actually Doctor Mark’s bedroom, the living room and as if today the face examination room.
“ That has been some issues raised about security at this location. I know some of you, maybe all of you want to leave this house and hideout someplace more secure. I agree and I want to scout out a few places. Anyone with any suggestions can speak… Honestly I don’t know where to go. If you got a secure location in mind, share.”
Michelle was first to speak up. This was
“ Doctor, I would love to stand here and look at you but I promised Kait I would braid her hair. Have you seen her?”
Mark let go of my face. His daughters name killed the mood and that was exactly my plan. “She’s around here somewhere. Check her bedroom.”
I went upstairs and I looked in the master bedroom for Kait. The evil Michelle was there instead. Maybe Kait was in the bathroom.
“ Come here.” Michelle ordered while she sat on the bed brushing her hair.
“ Me.” I stood surprised at the door. She said two words to me.
“ Do you see anyone else?” She said through gritted teeth. “What are you snooping around for?”
“ I was looking for Kait?”
“ Do you see Kait?” She barked.
I stepped into the room. “What’s your problem with me?”
“ I don’t like you.” She mauled me with her words, stood and flung her hairbrush on the bed. Was this lady serious?
I took a few steps into the room. I was feeling a little frisky thanks to a shirtless Nick. “Surprise, surprise, do you think I give a shit?”
“ You waltzed your little skinny ass in here like you own the place.”
Now I was face to face with the redhead. “First I don’t waltz. I prance. Don’t let the little skinny ass fool you. I will kick your ass.”
“ Right Twiggy.”
All this hostility because the Italian Stallion touched my face, the jealousy monster reared its red head. My temper was flaring. My fists were balled. I remembered how girls used to try to bully me in grade school until they found out I had a bad ass black cousin at the school named LaKeisha Jackson. No one believed Keisha and I were related. I was very white and she was very black. We shared the same Creole grandfather. I was less than one eighth black and that really didn’t amount to much. I wanted to slap the taste out of Michelle’s mouth. That was something Keisha would always say. I thought about Keisha being eaten by deadies and I became furious.
“ I’m not afraid of a fifty pound Barbie doll.” Michelle boasted.
The person that makes the first move is usually the victor, a fight lesson from my cousin. I don’t have any more verbal jabs. Surely it is wrong to hit people for having diarrhea of the mouth but I just can’t resist. I loosened my balled fist. I raised my hand and slapped Michelle hard across her cheek. She fell to the bed and looked up at me in shock. I hovered over her. “Don’t get up.” I stood my ground. Ray ran into the room. He grabbed both my arms and yanked me out into the hallway.
“ Jesse calm down.” Ray said.
“ I’m calm.” I lied. I was still fired up.
“ Be cool.” He let go of my arms.
“ I’m cool.” I was slowly calming. The master bedroom door slammed shut.
“ Did you just slap big red into the middle of next week?”
“ I slapped her into the middle of next year.”
Ray snickered as he led me downstairs. We both had a big laugh about what happened to big red.
A few hours later Nick gathered the troops for our group meeting. I was informed of the topic in advance, one of the perks of bunking with the leader of the pack. We all were in attendance but we had to wait for Malik. He was always doing his own thing, although I had absolutely no idea what that was. Nick stood in the center in the common area which was actually Doctor Mark’s bedroom, the living room and as if today the face examination room.
“ That has been some issues raised about security at this location. I know some of you, maybe all of you want to leave this house and hideout someplace more secure. I agree and I want to scout out a few places. Anyone with any suggestions can speak… Honestly I don’t know where to go. If you got a secure location in mind, share.”
Michelle was first to speak up. This was
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