BY DEMARCO'S STANDARDS (Part 5)

The Queens Venom

Not only having my son speak to me in such a manner but hearing that London was involved in this sent my anger spiraling out of control. I knew I needed to get away and calm down for both of their safety. I exited the building on foot and made my way to the closest bar with intentions to shut this place down tonight, either with a fight or fire or both.

Finding a comfortable spot at the bar I ordered the hardest drink they offered and let the fun begin. I was on my third drink when I felt a tap on my shoulder. Turning around with a mouthful of peanuts I saw a guy at least fifteen year's younger than me standing there. "You need something?" I asked sarcastically.

Giving a dashing smile he purred. "I was wondering why such a beautiful lady was sitting here alone?"

"Keyword kid is alone". I stated. "I'm here alone because I choose to be and intend on keeping it that way. Besides my husband who I fully intend on killing in the next few hour's would turn you into sushi for even standing in my area. Run along back to the daycare dear".

Not taking the hint he smirked. "Just because I'm young doesn't mean I can't rock your world".

I laughed out loud. "My husband is a extremely talented man. He can make my lollypop sticky with just a look. When your able to do that come back and see me. Now leave me be. I'm plotting a murder".

Before he could leave I heard a high pitch annoying voice. "What the hell is this. Why are you hitting on some bitch Charlie?"

Today was not the day for anyone to crawl my skin. Spinning around on the stool I glared this little girl down. "Why am I the bitch? I didn't seek your pathetic boyfriends attention out. He came to me. Now why don't you take his weak hand and you two love's be on your way".

Not waiting for an answer I spun back around then heard. "That's right bitch you better spin back around before I smack your ass".

I looked at the bartender and said. "The fuck she say?"

The bartender gave a worried look as I whipped around and gripped her by the throat. In the next second I sent a blow to her overmade face sending her down. As I was about to pounce I felt me arm's being gripped. Without thinking I spun out of the hold and delivered a blow to my attacker. Shrinking back I realized it was a cop. I tried to dart off but was tackled by another officer and cuffed. Yep, for the first time in my life I got drug to jail. I refused my phone call because there was no way I would call London and tell him this.

So here I was decked out in my fine clothes and diamond's that my husband lavished me with sitting in a tiny cell that smelt of urine and God knows what else. A few hour's later a officer came up to the bar's and said. "We were able to contact your family. They will be here soon with bail".

"Gee thanks". I called to his retreating back.

I sat down on the cot and awaited my doom. I heard the feet coming before I saw him. He turned the corner and came into view with Dem following behind on his heels. London stopped at the bar's and glared in at me as my son smiled goofy while snapping picture's. "What do you have to say for yourself babydoll?" He said like he was scolding a child.

Standing up I gripped the bar's and spat. "Don't take the focus off of you. I'm not done with either of you jackasses. You should feel lucky that these bar's are separating us. If not for them I'd be wiping the floors with both of your asses. As a matter of fact why haven't they let me out yet". I said trying to wedge my head between the bar's to glance down the hall. Getting impatient I yelled for an officer. "You can unlock these doors anytime. Step away from the donuts and let me out".

Finally the doors buzzed and I was free to go. I strode pass both men without a glance. London tried to grip my arm but I pulled away. Then I heard my son barely whisper "mommy".