SECRETS CH.8

Chapter 8

Renee

I had Erica drive me over to Ms. Sally’s house. When we pulled up her car wasn’t in the driveway, so I knew that it was a perfect opportunity to sneak into her house.  Things were already beginning to work in my favor. I had planned on waiting until she was sleep and then sneak in. I looked over at Darren’s house and saw Michael, my mama, and Denasia’s car in the driveway.  ‘So this is where everybody is, I wonder what is going on over there’ I thought to myself.

“Damn bitch, they having a fucking sleepover at your mom’s boyfriend house.” Erica said.

“I know right. Well we don’t have time to worry about what is going over there. We need to get in here, see what this old bitch is hiding and get the fuck out before she gets back.”

“What are we looking for?”

“Anything about her past or present that seems suspicious.”

“Ok I gotcha.”

I told Erica to park her car 3 blocks from her house and we got out the car and walked to her house. My mama had always told me that if you are dealing with somebody you don’t trust, always find a way to steal their keys and make a copy. Listening to her finally paid off and I had easy access into Sally’s home.

“Where did you get that key from?” Erica whispered.

“It’s a long story, I’ll tell you another time.”

We walked into the house and saw how junky it was.

“Damn I thought them old hoes always kept a clean house.” Erica joked.

I was beginning to get frustrated with Erica’s questions and jokes. “Erica just shut the fuck up and start looking for shit.”

She rolled her eyes at me, but I pretended to not see her. I didn’t mean to snap on her its just that my nerves were bad and I was paranoid as hell. I had brought flashlights, so we used those and immediately started searching the place. We searched everything from her living room to her kitchen cabinets. After about a hour , we hadn’t found anything. We were in her room tearing shit up, and still hadn’t found anything. Just as I was about to call it quits, Erica screamed my name.

“Renee!”

“Bitch, you are loud.”

“Oh my bad, I’m just excited. Look what I found in her closet drawer.”

She held up a leather bound book with title Husband Number One.

“What the hell is that?” I asked

“It’s a journal, but you have to read what this crazy bitch wrote in it.”

I grabbed the journal from Erica and proceeded to read it out loud.

HUBBY AINT ACTING RIGHT AGAIN. I THOUGHT THAT AFTER I SHOT HIS ASS HE WOULD START TO BE FAITHFUL, BUT I SEE THAT HE IS GOING TO HAVE TO LEARN THE HARD WAY. DAMN IT THIS IS NOT HOW I ENVISIONED MY MARRIAGE HAPPENING. I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A LOVING, CARING HOUSEWIFE AND MY HUSBAND WAS SUPPOSED TO BE THE BREADWINNER OF THE FAMILY AND FAITHFUL. WELL I GUESS THAT’S WHAT YOU GET WHEN TRAP A MAN INTO MARRYING YOU BY PRETENDING TO BE PREGNANT. I LOVED GEORGE THE MOMENT I LAID EYES ON HIM, BUT AT THE TIME HE WAS ENGAGED TO SOME TRAMP NAMED MIRANDA. I ALSO GOT WHAT I WANTED AND I WASN’T ABOUT TO LET SOME WANNABE MODEL FUCK THINGS UP FOR ME, SO I KILLED THE BITCH. OF COURSE I PLAYED THE SUPPORTIVE FRIEND AND LENT ME SHOULDER TO GEORGE TO CRY ON. EVENTUALLY WE BECAME A COUPLE AND GOT HIM TO MARRY ME. I WAS DETERMINED TO SHOW MY MAMA THAT I WAS GOING TO MAKE MY MARRIAGE LAST UNLIKE HER WHO WAS THEN ON HER 6TH MARRIAGE. EVERYTHING STARTED OUT GOOD UNTIL GEORGE STARTED MAKING BIG MONEY AT THIS STEEL COMPANY. HIS HEAD STARTED BLOWING UP AND HOES WAS THROWING THEMSELVES AT HIM. WHEN I FOUND OUT ABOUT THE FIRST GIRL I LET THAT SHIT SLIDE BECAUSE HE PROMISED THAT HE LOVED ONLY ME AND THAT HE WOULD STOP HIS INFIDELITIES. THEN I FOUND OUT HE HAD A NEW MISTRESS BY THE NAME OF KRISTINA. I CONFRONTED HIM ABOUT HER RIGHT AFTER I MADE HER “DISAPPEAR” AND THE BASTARD HAD THE NERVE TO TELL ME ‘EITHER I PUT UP WITH HIS SHIT OR PACK MY SHIT’, AND U KNOW I WASN’T PUTTING UP WITH THAT SHIT, SO I SHOT HIM RIGHT IN THE ASS AND TOLD THE BASTARD IF HE TRIED TO LEAVE ME I WAS GOING TO KILL HIM. I BELIEVE I PUT THE FEAR OF GOD IN HIM CAUSE AFTER THAT I COULDN’T PAY HIS ASS TO LEAVE MY SIDE UP UNTIL RECENTLY. IVE BEEN FOLLOWING HIM AROUND LATELY BECAUSE HE STARTED COMING IN AT ALL TIMES IN THE MORNING. I HAVE DISCOVERED THAT HE FOUND HIMSELF A YOUNG TRAMP THIS TIME. HE HAS HAD TOO MANY CHANCES AND NOW IT IS TIME FOR HIM TO MEET HIS MAKER.

I was in shock over what I just read. I couldn’t believe Sally was a cold-blooded killer. I knew I had fucked up by getting involved with her.

“Damn” was all I could say.

“Damn is right, and bitch there is more of them. Look.”

I looked in the direction that Erica was pointing her light and just as she said there was plenty more of them. They were all in order starting from husband number 2 up to husband number 12 sitting neatly in the drawer. There was another book but there was no title on it, so I opened it up and Darren’s name was written big as day on the first page.

“Umm humm”

 
I was so consumed with the journals that I didn’t hear anybody come in. Me and Erica turned around and looked in the direction that the voice was coming from and there stood Ms. Sally.

She was holding up a gun with a smirk on her face and said, “You know curiosity killed the cat.” And then she let out 3 shots toward us.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Darren

Everybody stopped what they were doing when we heard the gunshots.

“What was that?” Beverly asked.

“Sounds like gunshots.” Denasia answered.

“Who is shooting a gun?”

“Look all of that is not important right now. We need to get to the bottom of all of this starting with Denasia’s sneaky ass.” Michael said bringing us all back to the reality of our situation.

Denasia looked towards Michael and started screaming again. “You got your fucking nerves. How about we start with you instead. Lets talk about how u love taking a dick up your ass or how you are screwing my mother’s fiancé!”

“Umm….correct me if I’m wrong but you are screwing my boyfriend too.” Beverly spoke up.

“That’s right bitch so don’t act like your sitting high on a pedal stool.” Michael said.

I was tired of all the screaming and fighting, so I decided to say something.

“Look you all shouldn’t be fighting each other. I’m the reason we are all in this situation and I am taking full responsibility. I know I have been leading all of you on, but I have a perfectly good reason for doing the things that I have been doing.”

“Oh I am dying to hear this.”

The voice came from the doorway, so we all turned and looked to see who it was and low and behold it was my wife Janet.

Janet

The taxi driver finally arrived to Darren’s house. It looked like I had arrived right on time because there was 3 cars, besides Darren, parked in the driveway. I knew some shit was about to pop off. I paid the driver and proceeded towards the doorway.  The door was wide open, so I didn’t hesitate to let myself in. When I reached the stairway, I heard what sounded like a heated debate going on upstairs and then all of a sudden I heard gunshots.  It took awhile for my mind to register that the shots didn’t come from the house and I was relieved. I slowly and quietly walked up the stairs toward the room that all the voices where coming from. Upon reaching the top of the stairs, I finally saw where the voices were coming from. I saw Darren in a conversation with 3 other people who I couldn’t identify because their backs was facing me. I wanted to listen in on the conversation before I made myself known.

“Umm….correct me if I’m wrong but you are screwing my boyfriend too.”

“That’s right bitch so don’t act like your sitting high on a pedal stool.”  That voice sounded so familiar

“Look you all shouldn’t be fighting each other. I’m the reason we are all in this situation and I am taking full responsibility. I know I have been leading all of you on, but I have a perfectly good reason for doing the things that I have been doing.”

After hearing that I couldn’t take it no more, so I decided to bust up their little party.

“Oh I am dying to hear this.”

Everybody looked in my direction and once Darren saw who it was, he just stood there with his mouth wide open.

“Who the fuck is this bitch?” One of the girls asked

“I’m the bitch that will become your worst nightmare if you call out of my name again.”

I then studied the faces of each person in the room and one particular face caught my eye. We made eye contact and then he hurried to look away from me.

“Well if it isn’t Michael. Now I see why you haven’t been returning my phone calls.”

Darren looked at Michael and said, “Mike, you know who this is?”

Before Michael could say anything I spoke up, “Of course he knows me. Go ahead Michael tell everybody who I am.”

Michael didn’t say anything, he just stood there.

Then the chick who had called me a bitch earlier spoke up. “Who is she Michael?”

Looking up from the ground he looked at everybody in the room before he said “She is my mother.”

SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG TO POST THIS CHAPTER, BUT I HAVE BEEN REALLY BUSY. I HOPE YOU LIKED IT.  I WILL TRY TO POST MORE OFTEN IF I CAN.