Trouble (Urban)

Chapter 37

Shantay

I was crying tears of joy. My sister. My only sister, who I thought was dead has been here the whole time. Fate brought us here to her. To reunite. I hugged her tightly as the tears streamed down my face. I let her go and wiped my face.

"Why are you here? In Puerto Rico?" I asked.

"Well one day I woke up in the hospital and I could'nt remember anything. I didnt know who I was or who my family was. Only thing I knew for sure was that my name was Chanelle. The doctor told me that my memory could come back all at once, in bits and pieces, or not at all. But ever so often I would get a "memory flash" as I call it. I moved here because I didn't want to deal with any overbearing drama" she said drinking her pina colada.

"Do you remember me?" Alonzo asked. She looked him up and down and was about to say something before she spaced out.

"Chanelle? Chanelle? Are you okay?" I said tapping her shoulder. She shook her head yes.

"Memory flash. You're Alonzo right?" she asked.

"Yeah"

"I remember you. You used to be so in love with my sister until we moved. But what happened to Traymond?" she asked. I laughed.

"Treyvon you mean. He's dead. Got swallowed by a snake" I shrugged.

"Aw hell nah. That's that white people shit" she said shaking her head. "So you two are dating again?"

"Nope. We're married. You're looking at the new Mrs. Shantay Victor" Alonzo said showing her my ring. I laughed at him.

"You better be happy. We're actually here on our honeymoon"

"Oh my gosh. I'm sorry. Am I interrupting?"

"No. No. This is actually the best wedding gift that I've gotten. My sister is back!" I said hugging her again.

"So, now that i've met my sister, I'm sure you can tell me some stuff about myself that I may not know or remember" she said sitting on the barstool. I suddenly thought of Aliyyah. The tears of joy turned into tears of sadness. I pulled out a picture of Aliyyah from my purse and handed it to her.

"Aww who's this little cutie?" she asked. I tried to tell her, but the words wouldnt leave my mouth. I looked to Alonzo for help and he caught on.

"Nelle thats your daughter. Aliyyah Chanelle Powell" he said. She studied the picture looking for her characteristics before zoning out again, I'm guessing having another memory flash.

"Oh my gosh. My baby. She's all grown up now. How old is she?"

"Yesteday she wouldv'e been eleven" he said.

"What do you mean 'wouldve been'?" 

"She died a year ago. Trey killed her" I said.

"And you let a snake get to him before you?" she yelled. Alonzo chuckled.

"Whats funny?" she asked.

"She's the reason the snake got to him in the first place" she looked at me like I was crazy.

"What? I wasnt gonna let him get away with killing her. I loved her like she was my own. I would've done anything for that little girl" I said.

"Well its good to know that she was in good hands"

"Why dont you come back to Miami with us next week. I'm sure everyone will be glad to see you, especially your mom" Alonzo told her.

"I dont know. I just dont feel like being smothered with love and affection"

"Please? Will you at least think about it then?" I asked.

"Ok ok. I'll think about it. Now tell me more about this life I used to have"

Zaire

I sat outside her house until her boyfriend left. I made sure he was all the way down the street  before proceeding into her house. I picked the lock with a bobby pin and got in easily. I tiptoed up the stairs and into her room and saw her sleeping soundly in her bed looking more beautiful then ever, but I wasn't here to take a trip down memory lane. Although, I guess I could get one last taste before I killed her.

I put the gun in the holster on my waist. I climbed in te bed with her and slowly pulled the covers off revealing her beautiful naked body. I sat and took in the glorious sight before me before turning her onto her back and spreading her legs. I slowly ate her out while she squirmed and moaned underneath me. Her sounds of pleasure turning me on. I slid my tongue up and down the slit of her pussy while she kept squirming and screaming with her eyes closed.

"Ohhh shiiit... Terrell... Yes baby... Oooh yes right there" she moaned. My dick got a lil soft after hearing her call out another niggas's name, but I was still gon bust this nut. I slid out of my Nike sweats and briefs before climbing into her. She finally fluttered her eyes open as I pumped in and out of her. Her pleasure suddenly turned into fear and her pussy dried right the fuck up.

"ZAIRE WHAT THE FUCK?!?! GET YO ASS OFF OF ME"

"Damn baby calm down. You was just screaming and moaning a few seconds ago"

"THAT'S BECAUSE I THOUGHT YOU WERE MY BOYFRIEND! GET THE FUCK OFF ME"

"Or what?" I said pointing the gun in her face.

"I'd rather you just shoot me in the face right now than to have your small ass dick in me. I cant even feel shit" she said trying to push me off of her. I shot her in the shoulder and she screamed out in pain.

"Damn bae. Look what you made me do" I said putting pressure on it. She let out a low scream.

"Your ass is crazier than a fish with titties if you think I'm scared of you.Ol' bitch ass nigga" I shot her in the other shoulder and she let out another scream.

"You gotta stop provoking me baby. Look at all this blood you got everywhere" I said. "All you had to do was let me fuck you and your death would've been quick and easy. But now... I think ima have a lil fun with you" I smirked and a look of disgust came across her face.

"I'll be right back" I tried kissing her but she moved her face and I got her cheek. I put back on my briefs and sweats before going into her closet and pulling out some clothes for her to wear and some rope. I put the t-shirt over her head and some shorts on her before tying up her wrists and ankles.

"You're a sick bastard" she spat in my face and I slapped her.

"Don't make me have to tape up your mouth too baby"

"FUCK YOU" she yelled. I laughed and shook my head before picking her up and carrying her out to my truck. I put her in the front seat before hopping in and driving off.