Too Salty: Ain't a Damn Thang Changed (Part 6) (5 page)

“So
, Ken sent you?” Her heart beat so hard, it felt as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

“It don’t even matter. Know this. I know you killed dude in front of the warehouse. Just in case you don’t know, I have the video, but that shit means nothing to me. I ain’t
no bitch ass nigga who will turn you over to the law. I am a nigga that will make a phone call and have you and yours taken care of. You know what I mean?” Mrs. K cleared her dry throat. He continued. “Now, your son dug his own grave. And, now he gotta lie in it. I mean, you still have Laurie and that baby you kidnapped, right?” When she heard Laurie’s name, she froze. Pastor G felt her body tense up. He knew he hit a nerve.  “How would you feel knowing that you and Diesel was the cause of Laurie’s demise?”

“You keep my fucking daughter name out of your mouth.”

“And, why would I do that? You fucking with mine and it’s only right that I fuck with yours. But, peep, after it’s all said and done, not only will you be the cause of a lot of bad shit that will happen to your family, the media will know who you really are. A murderer.”

“Alright,
alright, I get it. All of you are out to destroy me.  I get it.” She cried. It was beginning to be too much for her. 

Pastor G didn’t have any remorse for the selfish board. “Naw
, it seems like your family is out to destroy any and every one to protect themselves. I mean, it’s only right. I would do the same, but, unfortunately, you picked the wrong ones. You have exactly seventy two hours to have my boy released. Don’t say you have no control because that is a lie. Seventy two, Dena.” She nodded her head to let him know she agreed. “You’re spared because of your word. You have control over what will happen in the next seventy two hours.” Pastor G used his left hand to open the car door. With the gun still aimed at Mrs. Kenslow, he slowly exited the car. Once he was out, he put the gun in his waist and walked backwards to his car.

    M
rs. K dropped her head on the steering wheel. It seemed like everything was falling apart. All of her life she felt inferior. She was what one would call a bad bitch. Personal and business, she held it down. She didn’t take any mess. No one was able to screw over her or make her do something she didn’t want to do, and now with a snap of a finger shit changed fast. F and Pastor G was in control. At that moment, she was confused. She didn’t know what to do. She wasn’t sure if she should fold or fight toe to toe with them. She thought of Calvin.
Can I ask my man for help?

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Michaels asked Pam. The two went from watching a movie to sharing a kiss
, and now standing face to face lusting over each other’s naked body.

“I do,” she admitted. Pam walked closer to Michaels, stood on her tiptoes
, and kissed him again. He picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist. Still enjoying each other’s tongues, he walked her over to the wall. They both anticipated love making.

“Can I make love to you?” Michaels
whispered.

Pam was soak
ing wet, hot and bothered. She wanted her fire put out at that moment and at that time, only Michaels could put it out. “Please,” she begged.

Michaels bit
on her neck. “I can’t wait to feel you.” He grabbed his swollen tool with his left hand and placed it on the entrance of Pam love box.

Oh, my God. What am I doing?
Pam thought. She used both hands, pushed him in the chest, and jumped out of his arms, falling onto the floor. She put her head down in shame. She couldn’t believe that she was about to let that man make love to her without protection. She had AIDS! Pam covered her face. She was so close to destroying another’s life just as she had done Ken’s father and mother. She’d gotten an instant headache thinking about how she was part of the reason Ken’s mother killed herself. She selfishly slept with the man without protection just to live a self-destructive lifestyle. 
That is why I am going through what I am going through
. She thought about Karma. Was Jazz now paying for the mistakes that she made? She shook her head in pity.

“Are you ok
?” Michaels looked down at her. She shook her head no. “Do you want me to leave?” Pam removed her hands from her face and looked up at him. Michael could see the sorrow in her eyes and felt bad.

“I’m sorry,” she admitted truthfully.  Michaels didn’t say a word. He leaned down and tried to pick her up. “No, I, we
…” She pushed his hand away.

“I understand. And
, I apologize for taking it there.” He lifted her from the floor, carried her to the couch, and sat her on his lap. “Pam, I am sorry for taking advantage of you. . . I knew you were emotional and I should have never.”

“It’s not your fault
,” Pam admitted. She laid her head on his chest and closed her eyes. Michael kissed the top of her head and held her until she fell asleep.

Dena pulled up to
her estate. She was all shaken up from the night’s events. After pulling into the black iron gate with the gold K, she parked her Rover in front of her door. Dena took a minute to prepare herself before she got out. She knew that if not Calvin, Laurie would be questioning where she was that time of the night and she wasn’t in the mood to explain anything. She laid her head back on her seat.
Damn
. She chuckled. It was the first time that she ever felt like she wasn’t in control.

Dena
entered the doors of her mansion. She let out a relieved breath when she saw that no one was in the living area, especially Laurie waiting on her to return. She was so not in the mood to deal with anyone. All she wanted was to take a hot bath and climb into her bed. As much as she loved getting dicked down by Calvin, she didn’t even want that. Quickly, she headed to the staircase.

“Mother
, where have you been?” She stopped at the first step when she heard her daughter’s voice.

“I had to go take care of some business
,” she replied without looking back at Laurie.

“What kind of business and why couldn’t your boyfriend go with you to make sure you’re alright? I mean, why do you have him? Oh, God
, don’t tell me it’s just for sex.” Laurie frowned. She’d had a flashback of the day she caught her mother on the pool table. Apparently, she had just got done sucking Calvin off because she was in front of him on her knees with sperm all over her face.

“Laurie
, now is not the time.” Her voice raised just a bit. She really didn’t feel like the shit. Everyone was fucking with her and she was seconds away from blowing the hell up.

“Well
, when will you have time? All you do is lie up in the room with him or when he is not here, you’re still distant. Like he can understand your pain.” Dena started to respond, explain that the only reason that she hadn’t reached out to her was because she knew that she secretly blamed her for her brother’s death. Laurie hadn’t said anything, but she knew that her and Diesel both were upset because she didn’t allow Ken to go to jail for something he didn’t do. Now, she wished she had. She knew if she responded, things would escalate. She slowly walked up the stairs. “Really, mom?” Laurie put her hands on her hips. “You’re just going to walk away? Laurie walked up on the first two steps, Dena was on the eighth step. “I guess I’ll be dead like Diesel before you…”      

M
rs. K turned around. “Laurie, I am warning you right now to leave me alone.” She gave her a stern look. Laurie crossed her arms in front of her.

“I have a right to speak.” Laurie
began to feel emotional. She was hurting, too, and she wanted her mommy. She missed her brother dearly. They were so close. She had never really gotten a chance to mourn his death because she was too busy trying to get her mother’s attention. Tears laced her face and she forcefully wiped them away.

“Laurie
, we will talk later. I can’t do this tonight.” She stared at her daughter. Besides her latte skin color and natural curly hair, the two looked just alike.

“Dena, you alright
, ma?” He looked from her to Laurie, and then back at his woman. She looked up at him,

“I’m fine.” She gave him faint smile.  She looked back at Laurie
. “We will talk later.”

Laurie heard her
, but she didn’t. Her focus was on Calvin. From the first day she walked in on him and her mother’s nasty sex scene, she never cared for him. His entire demeanor rubbed her the wrong way. When she brought it to Rosa’s attention, she expressed she felt the same way. Rosa said he was bad news and her mother needed to get rid of him. Her mother had too much going on for herself to deal with a so-call bodyguard slash thug.

“When you see her talking to her daughter, res
pect that.” Calvin looked at Laurie unfazed and she didn’t appreciate it. “What is it, you don’t know what respect means? Well, I will say it in your language. Mind your own fucking business, homie.” She crossed her arms in front of her like she just got done performing a rap song. “Why are you around, anyway? My mother is out of your league. What is it that you really want?” Her hands were now on her hips.

“Laurie
, shut up, just hush and stop being so disrespectful. I raised you better than that.”

“I can say what I wanna say. Just like you can do what you want to do. You have your head so far up his ass you can’t even
…” Before Laurie was able to finish her rant, Mrs. K had run down the stairs into her face and slapped the hell out of her. The hit was so loud, it probably woke up the dead. Laurie held her cheek.  She was appalled and hurt. She could only remember her mother hitting her one other time, and that was when she was twelve and was caught in the closet humping her friend’s brother.

“You will respect
him and whomever I bring to MY house.” She pointed to her chest. “Do I make myself clear?”

“Come on
, Dena.” Calvin touched her shoulder. He looked at Laurie and smirked.

“Yes, you most defiantly made yourself clear.” Laurie was now sobbing. “You made it clear that you will always put others before your family. Well
, before me, because I am the only one alive. I hope baby Amanda finds her mother before she sees you for who you really are. That’s why my brother is dead because you put others and your job before him. Mom, you killed Diesel. Dena back handed Laurie. She grabbed her by her curly hair and slung her to the floor.  She jumped on top of her and slapped her in the face. Laurie tried blocking the hits to her face, but that didn’t stop Mrs. K. She slapped her in the head.

“Who do you think
you are? I am your mother? Don’t ever talk to me like that.” She continued to hit her.

Rosa sprouted up in her bed,
the commotion had awakened her. She hurriedly grabbed her robe from behind the door and put it on. When she stepped out of her room and saw what was going on, she couldn’t believe it. “Oh, my God. Stop it...Stop it...” Rosa ran from the west to the east wing of the mansion, and ran down the stairs.  “Are you just going to stand there?” she said to Calvin as she brushed past. “Get off of her, now...” She pulled Mrs. K off Laurie onto the floor.

M
rs. K breathed heavily as she tried to get back up and go after Laurie, but Rosa pulled her back again. “You better not put your hands on her again.” Mrs. K looked at Rosa. Her chest heaved in and out. She was upset, but she dared not to move. She respected Rosa, she didn’t want to challenge the thick, Latino woman. She witnessed Rosa in their kickboxing class get down and, plus, she knew she was wrong.  Rosa rushed over and helped Laurie off the ground. Laurie cried hysterically. When Rosa saw the red hand print of her cheek, her heart dropped and her eyes began to water. “This is your baby.” She pulled a crying Laurie into her chest and held her tight. She looked at Calvin and turned her nose. She then looked at Mrs. K., who was sitting on the floor resting her head on her lap. Without saying a word, she escorted Laurie to the kitchen.

“I hate her, I hate her
, I wish she dies,” Laurie sobbed.

“Do not talk like that about your
mother. Never,” Rose countered.

Calvin reached his hand for Dena
. “Get up,” he told her. She looked at his hand and slowly reached out hers to grab it. The two walked hand and hand to her room.

    
Once Calvin and Dena made it into the room, she let his hand go and continued to her bathroom, locking the door behind her. Dena walked over to her Jacuzzi style tub and prepared a hot bath. She wasn’t in the mood for bubbles, but she didn’t hesitant to pour a nice amount of Calgon into the water. She walked over to her sink and placed both hands on it. Looking into the mirror, she stared at the bags that had formed under her eyes.
Nothing but stress
, she thought. Life had really taken a toll on her and so sudden. That was the worst. It was like she was being hit back to back with problems, giving her no time to solve or recover from the last.  Her hurt was heavy and her soul weak.
Stop crying, Dena
, she coached herself.
You are not weak
.

In the bedroom, Calvin thought about how weak Dena had been over the last weeks and knew that he would be putting his plan in motion soon. Seeing her in her current state, he felt it was time. Calvin grabbed his black bag and pulled out a pill bottle. He poured the contaminated powder on one side of the plate. He then reached in his bag and grabbed a small baggie that was filled with pure cocaine, and poured it on the other side of the plate in a shape of an S. He put both of the drug filled contents back in his bag and sat the plate on the nightstand next to him.