Page 4 of Virgo Type Sh*t
I never blocked the baby back whale bitch because I rarely blocked people. I didn’t have a large circle of friends, so there wasn’t a need for me to do so. It had been almost a year and a half since I heard from this bitch. I guess she got all those roaches and shit out of her car and wanted another fill up. I pulled up the message to determine if it would be roaches or spiders this time.
Baby Back Whale:
Hey, bitch. Long time no see! I guess your nigga got tired of you and finally left your ass. He got better pussy now. *pic attached*
Attached was a picture of James with a bitch. I wasn’t sure why she felt the need to let me know this bullshit. Like she said, James and I weren’t together, so this message was for what. I stared at the picture with a smile. I’d sit on this to see if I wanted to deal with it. Sometimes, you had to pop out and show bitches that they should let the monster sleep.
“You don’t haveto do this. It-it’s not that serious, Mekole.” Her cries annoyed the hell out of me.
I was in the shed that was near the back of my parents’ property. I came back here when I wanted to work on and test electrical components and items. My daddy called it my workshop. Tonight, I wanted to test how many electrical volts the human body could intermittently take. Lifting two bodies that were incapacitated was a hard thing to do. Luckily, I had a system in my shed to help me hang heavy things. Some of the components that I worked with needed to be high so that I could have a better vantage point to work on it.
“Baby, this shit is crazy. Aaah!” James yelled out when I hit the button to send electricity through the patches on his body that were attached to electrical probes.
I sat back in my recliner and crossed my legs. “James, you know what I think is absolutely crazy? Finding out that my boyfriend and my best friend have been fucking for almost two fucking years. Oh, and my beautiful goddaughter is actually your daughter.” I laughed venomously. “I have to give it to you two though. The wholewe hate each otheract was award winning. Taco Shell, please shut the fuck up.”
Faheeta’s crying annoyed me. I had her and James hanging from the ceiling by their wrists. See, those pictures that Baby Back Whale sent me were pictures of James and Faheeta together. I wasn’t sure where they were, but them kissing with his hand gripping her ass let me know it was more than a hate thing. “Mekole, I’m sorry. It just happened,” my best friend cried out.
My head tilted at her words. “Fucking your best friend’s man doesn’t just happen. It happened so much that your ass got pregnant. What, y’all planned to be a happy family at some point with a betrayal like this?”
I threw my hands up. “Fuck! Now I have to apologize to your fake baby daddy. He swore Pepper wasn’t his. I loved and trusted you, so I believed your ho ass.”
The saying that hell hath no fury like a woman scorned was true. “We were going to tell you, baby. I just didn’t know how,” James said.
I giggled before I cut my eyes over to Taco Shell. “Bitch, this the nigga you ruined our relationship and are about to lose your life over? He’s supposed to be all in love with you, but he’s in here calling me baby.” I hit both of their asses with some volts. They both hollered in pain from the low ass voltage that I gave them. “James, that hit was because your ass can’t evenbe faithful in your mind. Taco Shell, that’s for being stupid and losing an amazing friend like me.”
“Please, I have a baby. Think of your goddaughter, Mekole.” I looked at my ex-best friend like she’d lost her damn mind. There was no way that she just said that. “If you do this, Pepper will be an orphan.”
I took a sip of my horchata oat milk shaken espresso. “Now you’re trying to manipulate me with my love for my goddaughter. That’s really low. I actually know something lower. The fact that you named me Pepper’s godmother, let me fall in love with her, and you knew she was my man’s daughter. James, how the hell could you sit there and act like that little girl wasn’t yours? That shit is diabolical.”
“Look, Mekole, I’m sorry the shit happened like this, but shit happens. We should have never let it happen, but it did. Now we have a daughter. Please, we all can just move on with our lives,” James pleaded.
“Nah, it ain’t gonna be none of that. This betrayal runs too deep for that. See, James, our relationship was expendable. I’ve only known your ass what, four years? That’s nothing compared to all of the damn years that me and you have been friends, Taco Shell.”
Before I could say anything else, I heard the beep of the lock on the door. I knew it was my dad based on the beep. “What the fuck! Mekole, what you got going on here?” When he stepped beside my recliner and looked down at me, his face was etched with concern.
“Pop Derrick, please! Please help us. She’s said she’s going to kill us,” Faheeta cried.
My face tightened. “Damn, you a snitch and a damn ho. I can tell my own daddy that I’m going to kill y’all.” I rolled my eyes, then tilted my head back to look at my daddy. “Daddy, I’m goingto kill them. James and Taco Shell have been fucking for years, and Pepper is his baby.”
My daddy just looked at me. “Wow! James, I saw that for you, but Faheeta, I’m so disappointed in you. You were like a second daughter.”
“I’m sorry! God, I’m sorry! Please tell her to let us down, Pop—aah!” Faheeta yelled out in pain.
“Girl, if you don’t stop calling him Pop like you deserve to. I’m grown as fuck. My daddy can’t tell me what to do,” I said with disdain. My head slanted to the side to look up at my daddy. “Respectfully, of course.”
My daddy snickered. “My brother tried to tell me that you had that crazy shit in you like us, but I said not my baby.” His attention went toward the two bitches that hung from the ceiling. “Faheeta and James, calm down. Let me . . . wait. James, where were you during my grandboy’s funeral?”
Wait! I never thought to ask that.“Faheeta had Pepper early that morning, but I was there. I mean, I left before she had the baby, but . . .”
My father told him to answer him. James took a deep breath. “I was with Faheeta and my daughter. My son was dead. I wanted to be with my child that was alive.”
It felt like my heart stopped beating. My ears started to pop. “Daddy, what did he say?”
“Nah, you don’t need to hear him say that stupid shit again. Mekole, stay your ass in here, and do not kill them.” When I didn’t look at him, he squatted down to get eye level with me. “Mekole Ciara Henderson, I said do not kill them yet. I need to make a call.”
I crossed my arms over my chest. “Fine, I won’t. I’m going to let them rest while I take a nap. They’re supposed to be out of town together on a little baecation, so no one is missing them.”
My father walked out of my shed. I had an idea of who he planned to call. That wouldn’t work out any better for James and Taco Shell. Hell, their deaths might be more gruesome. I got up to make sure I had what I needed to let the hanging bitches take a nap. “I’m going to let you guys take a little nap until my daddy comes back.”
