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MOTIVES CH. 6 AND 7
Im posting chapters 6 and 7 together because I dont want you to be confused as to what is going on. I know that its been awhile since I last posted but I have been trying to deal with alot of drama with family and friends and then i started college in the fall. I promise i will not have you waiting this long ever again.
MOTIVES CHAPTER 6
Renee Its been almost a week since JJ's birthday party and I have yet to confront Jonathan or Michelle. I decided that it wasnt worth it, but I have noticed how Jonathan's demeanor has changed and Michelle has been avoiding me. I tried to ignore everything but it was getting difficult to keep doing it. I was consumed with all of my drama that I forgot all about Crystal's birthday. She said it was okay, but I knew she was hurt, so I decided to make it up to her. My aunt Beatrice (my daddy's sister) had a beach house in Galveston and she told me that I could use it for the weekend. Crystal was so excited to go and I was glad that I could make it up to her. We were leaving Friday night with our friend Tamara. I was trying to hurry up and pack my clothes. Tamara and Crystal were on their way in a rental car and I had waited till the last minute to get my things together. Jonathan came in from work while I was still packing. He walked into the bedroom and sat on the bed next to my suitcase. We havent talked much since the party and I wasnt in the mood to start now. "Where are you going?" He asked. "I told you yesterday that I was going to Galveston with Crystal and Tamara." I answered "I dont remember you telling me that." "Well maybe if you would listen to me sometimes, maybe you would have heard me." "Whatever Renee, when are you coming back?" "Why?" He got up from the bed and walked out of the room saying, "Have fun." I didnt have time to deal with Jonathan, but I wanted so bad to ask him about Michelle. I knew he would lie about it, so I didnt even waste my breathe. My cell phone started vibrating in my pocket. I knew it was Tamara or Crystal calling to tell me they were downstairs, so I didnt answer it. I grabbed my suitcase and proceeded to walk out the front door. "Goodbye to you too Renee." Jonathan said, but I ignored him and closed the door behind me. I got in the car with the girls while telling myself that I was going to forget about Jonathan and have fun this weekend. Jonathan Renee had been acting cold and distant towards me since the party. At first I thought Michelle told Renee about JJ and she was waiting for me to come out and tell her myself, but I knew she didnt. Michelle didnt want to jeopardize her friendship with Renee as much as I didnt want to lose my relationship with her. I decided not to stress about it. I would talk to her when she came back from her trip with her friends. Hopefully by then she would be in a better mood. The doorbell started ringing followed by a pound on the door. I knew it was nobody but my silly as brother because he was always doing dumb shit like that. I looked in the peephole anyway because I didnt want another incident happening like the one with Crystal. I unlocked the door to let Josh in and he forced open the door before I could fully open it. I knew he was excited about something. "Damn nigga what took you so long!?" He screamed. "What the hell do you want?" I asked. "I saw your girlfriend the other day at that bar we went to last week." I knew he wasnt talking about Renee, so I asked "Who?" "That chick we met, Miranda. She was asking about you?" "Thats good." I wasnt interested in talking to another female. I was having problems with the one I had. "She invited us to a little party she and her girlfriends are having tomorrow night." "Thats good." "Well-?" "Well what?" "Are you coming or not? I think she is really feeling you." "Good for her but Im not going." "Man you need to go, you are having problems with your girl and the best way to get over it is to fuck another female." "All that do is cause more problems." "Alright man, its your lost." He was walking out of the door before he turned around to say, "Call me if you change your mind." I didnt respond because I knew I wouldnt. Beverly Keith had me feeling young again. I had forgot all about Renee and the reason that I came down here. He had me doing shit that I never had the nerve to do before like having sex in a park in broad daylight or giving head in the corner of a club. I was sitting at the kitchen table daydreaming when Sheila came in interrrupting my thoughts. "Damn that young boy got you glowing and shit. Maybe I need to get me one." She said. "You need to get you some dick period, young or old." I said laughing "Ha ha ha bitch. Anyways a package came for you today." When she said that, reality set back in. Nobody knew I was here, so who sent it. She handed it to me, but I didnt open it immediately. "Are you going to open it?" Sheila's nosy ass asked. "Not yet." I answered. I didnt want to open it and it be something crazy and then Sheila would be all up in my business. "It aint from nobody but that young ass boy. Go ahead and open it so I can see what he bought you." "Damn bitch I said not yet." I was getting annoyed with her. Sheila snatched the package out of my hand and ran upstairs before I could react. I ran behind her screaming out every curse word in the book. I wanted to hit her ass in her mouth. She finally stopped running when she reached her bedroom and she opened the neatly wrapped package. By time I caught up to her, she had already opened it so I didnt protest, but I was still pissed. "Damn bitch your pussy must be made from gold." She said. "What is it?" I asked. She pulled out a pink, diamond studded bufferfly necklace. I was relieved that it wasnt something deranged like I had expected. She pulled out a card but I snatched it out of her hands before she could read it. For making my life complete, here is a little present for you. Love Keith.
I was all smiles after reading that. "What does it say?" Sheila asked. "None of your business." I told her and snatched the box with the necklace in it out of her hands. I walked downstairs to my room ignoring her rude comments. I was so happy that it was from Keith instead of the psycho killer. I figured that I was being paranoid. Nobody knew where I was so I shouldnt receive anything crazy, but I wasnt even getting the mysterious phone calls. Something was up. My cell phone started ringing. I thought that it was Keith so I didnt look at the caller id. "Hello." I said trying to sound seductive. "Aww did you miss me?" It wasnt Keith, it was the killer. I didnt respond because I was in shock. "Dont get too relieved, that present you got wasnt from me but you will be receiving another one from me very soon." "How do you know about the necklace?" "Because Im watching you right now." My heart skipped a beat. Michelle I knew I was wrong for what I was doing, but I had to eliminate my competion really quick. I saw an opportunity and I took it. Me and Jonathan dated for a hot minute, but it didnt last long. He was one of those boys that knew he was the shit and felt that he didnt have to be faithful. He thought he was God's gift to women. Jonathan is one of the reasons that I turned to women for comfort and pleasure. I got so tired of the many females calling my phone about him and it wasnt long before our relationship ended. We did have unprotected sex every now and then, but JJ was not his baby.
Motives Chapter 7 Renee Me and the girls finally arrived to Galveston around nightfall. I looked around at my surroundings and was amazed at the beauty. It was so calm and peaceful. Crystal had been drinking during the trip and now she was passed out. Tamara helped me carry her into the house. I opened the door to the beach house and almost dropped Crystal because I was amazed at how beautiful the décor was. There wasn’t a specific color theme but the room had a modern feel to it. “Damn your aunt hooked us up. I want to take a look, do you think that you can carry Crystal by yourself?” Tamara asked. “Yeah girl I got her.” I responded while laughing. There was only 2 bedrooms and me and Tamara had already decided that we would share a room together, so I carried Crystal to the first floor bedroom. I carried her into the room and dropped her on the bed. When she fell onto the bed she started mumbling something into the pillow. “I’m gonna get both of their asses.” She said. I wanted to know what she was talking about so I didn’t interrupt. “That bitch and that bastard. They both got it coming!” The next thing I know, I hear snoring. I was kind of upset because I wanted to know who she was talking about. I went back outside to the car to start bringing in some of the luggage. I grabbed both of my suitcases and one of Crystal’s. The zipper on Crystal’s suitcase wasn’t completely closed and before I could make it to the bedroom everything fell out. I was quietly trying to put everything back in the bag when I noticed a black leather bound journal. Although I knew that was I was doing was wrong, something told me to keep the journal to read another time. After everything was put back in place, I put the journal in one of my bags and tip toed out the room. “Hey was that everything out of the car?” Tamara asked, scaring me half to death. “Uh no Crystal has some more bags and I didn’t get none of yours out. Let me take this upstairs and I’ll come back out to help you get the rest.” I answered. “Naw girl I got it, you go ahead upstairs.” I went upstairs to me and Tamara’s room. I wanted so desperately to read the journal right then but I knew that I couldn’t because of Tamara. It will just have to wait until another time. Jonathan I was laying in the bed sleep when my cell phone started ringing. “Hello.” I said groggily. “Nigga I know you aint sleep.” It was my brother Josh. “Man its eleven something at night hell yeah I’m sleep.” “Whatever man I was just calling to see if you had changed your mind about the Miranda’s party.” “I told yo ass earlier that I wasn’t going, I’m not changing my mind.” “Alright but you missing out.” “Im having enough damn problems with Renee, the last thing I need is for her to find out that I’ve been hanging out with other females.” “These problems that yall are having wouldn’t have nothing to do with her knowing about you messing around with that female whose house you took me to would it.” I brought Josh along with me to Michelle’s house because I didn’t want to be stuck there by myself, but now I was regretting bringing him with me because he kept mentioning her name. I didn’t tell him about JJ because I knew he had a big mouth. “Naw man, Renee doesn’t know nothing about that and I would appreciate it if you would stop bringing it up.” I told him. “Alright my bad, I wont say nothing else about it.” “Good, now get off my phone so I can go back to sleep.” “Old ass man.” “Whatever.” I said and hung up the phone. I had temporarily forgot about my problems with Michelle, but Josh made me remember and I still didn’t know what to do. Beverly I snapped out of whatever daze that I was in and my survival instincts kicked in. I went to my purse to retrieve my gun. “If you are watching me right now, why don’t you stop being a coward and show your face?” I asked. “Is that the gun you used to kill Darren and Denasia?” The killer asked ignoring my question. “I didn’t kill anybody. Denasia killed Darren and Michael, then she killed herself.” “Yeah but you made her do it.” “I didn’t make anybody do anything. Im tired of playing these games with you. Stop being a coward and show yourself.” “As I said last time, be careful of what you wish for.” And then they hung up. As soon as I put the phone down, Sheila walked into the room. “Girl what the hell are you doing with that gun.” She asked. “It fell out of my purse and I was just picking it back up.” I lied. “Well do you mind keeping it in your car cause Im not too fond of guns being in the house.” “Yeah Im sorry for bringing it in here.” When Sheila walked out of the room I put the gun right back in my purse. I’ll be damned if I didn’t stay strapped and there was some killer out to get me. For all I knew, Sheila could be the anonymous caller. Whoever it was knew that I was here, so that meant that it couldn’t have been Renee. I needed to find out who it was and soon. Michelle “You have reached Renee. Sorry I couldn’t pick, but if you leave your name and number I will call you back as soon as I can.” Beep Hey Renee this is Michelle-again. I know I’ve been calling you all day but I really need to talk to you about something important. Call me back as soon as possible please. Okay bye.
I really needed to talk to Renee about some things, but for some reason she wasn’t answering my calls. I hope Jonathan didn’t open his big mouth and tell her about JJ because I wanted to be the one to tell her. If I tell her before he does I can spin things to make me look innocent and to make Jonathan out to be a trifling dog, but she wasn’t answering nor returning none of my phone calls and I had been calling all day long. Feeling desperate, I called Jonathan’s phone to see if she was with him. The phone kept ringing and I wasn’t getting an answer. Just as I was getting ready to hang up, he finally picked up. “Hello.” He said with much attitude sounding tired. “Hey is Renee there with you?” I asked. “No man she went to Galveston with Crystal and Tamara. Why?” “No reason, just wondering if she had the notes to our government class that’s all.” I lied. “So you decided to call my phone at damn near 2 in the morning for some notes. Couldn’t that wait until the morning.” “I really need those notes.” “Whatever man call her phone.” “I did she didn’t answer.” “Probably cause she sleep. Call again in the morning.” “Okay, oh and Jonathan, you didn’t tell her anything did you?” “No, did you?” “Nope.” “Alright then bye.” “Bye.” Well at least I knew that she wasn’t mad at me about anything. I will just have to do what Jonathan says and wait until the morning to call or wait till she calls me.
Renee When Tamara fell asleep I crept into the bathroom with the journal in my hands. I was anxious to see what was inside. I closed and locked the door behind me and sat on the edge of the tub. The first couple of pages where nothing of importance. She was going on and on about how she met some guy named Keith that she was falling in love with me. I was getting ready to close it when a particular name caught my eye. Keith told me about Erica and Renee during one of our dates. Apparently Keith was friends with one of Erica’s boyfriends. You see although me and Erica were sisters we had different daddies, so we stayed in different house holds. Erica never mentioned any of her friends so I didn’t know about Renee until Keith told me about her. Me and Renee was already cool, so imagine how shocked I was to learn that she was the one responsible for my sisters death. At first I didn’t believe him, but then he started showing me all of these newspaper articles about the night Erica died. To say that I was pissed is an understatement. I stayed in Dallas with my parents and Erica was saving money to come stay with us and get away from her crazy ass step daddy. I vowed on that night that I would get revenge.
Boom boom boom! “Renee are you through with the restroom because I really have to pee.” Tamara screamed. “Umm, yeah just let me wash my hands.” I said. I turned on the water in the sink and stuck the journal under my shirt. I turned the water and the lights off as I opened the door so that Tamara wouldn’t see the bulge under my shirt. When she closed the bathroom door, I hurried and put the journal back in my suitcase. I climbed in the bed all the while thinking about how crazy of a coincidence it was that Crystal was Erica’s sister. I knew that I couldn’t let Crystal know that I knew she was plotting against me, but I had to think of a plan myself. First thing in the morning I was gonna find a Kinkos or something and make copies of the diary, so that Crystal wouldn’t become suspicious. Too much shit was going on. First this drama with Michelle and Jonathan and now this.
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