MOTIVES CHAPTER 2

MOTIVES CHAPTER TWO

Renee

I stayed in an apartment off campus with Jonathan. I moved in with him about three months ago. My mama doesnt know about Jonathan because I know that she would be against me dating again after everything that happened.

I was at home sitting on the couch in the living room planning a girls night for Crystal's birthday when Jonathan came in from work.

"Hey babe." I greeted him.

"Hey, what are you doing?" He asked while taking off his jacket and hanging it up in the closet.

"Planning something for Crystal's birthday."

"Oh."

Jonathan and Crystal didnt exactly get along, but they were cordial towards each other. Jonathan felt that Crystal couldnt be trusted and that she was scandalous and Crystal was firm believer that all men were cheating dogs.

"Are you going out tonight with your friends?" I asked him.

"Naw imma stay home tonight and spend some time with you."

"Im sorry, I have a study group tonight."

"Thats cool I can just stay here and chill tonight."

He came and sat next to me on the couch and started kissing me behind my right ear. He knew that was my spot.

"You know you can stay home with me and I can help you study." He whispered into my ear.

"What are we going to study?" I asked while I massaged his penis through his jeans.

"Anatomy." He moved from my ear to my neck while lifting up my shirt to play with my nipples.

"I dont even have anatomy." I could barely speak because his tongue and fingers were feeling so good.

Before our little freak show could go any further, my cell phone started ringing. I knew it was Crystal because of the ringtone. I pushed Jonathan away and got up from the couch to get my phone. He sighed loudly so that I could hear him, but I ignored him and answered my phone.

"Hello." I said.

"Hey chick whats up for tonight?" Crystal asked.

"Nothing girl I have a study group tonight."

"Damn bitch u always have a study group. You're all work no play."

"We can go out this weekend."

"Thats a bet 'cause you know my birthday is this weekend."

"Yeah bitch I know, you remind me every chance you get."

"Just making sure you dont forget."

"I wont forget. I will see you Saturday."

"Damn bitch you tryna rush me off the phone and shit."

"Bye, Crystal."

"Bye."

As soon as I hung up the phone, Jonathan came and wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Why do you even talk to that ghetto hoodrat?" He asked with disgust in his voice.

"Please dont start." I told him. I got so tired of Jonathan talking trash about Crystal and vice versa.

"Whatever Renee." He let go of my waist and walked down the hall and into the bedroom. I had to leave and go to my study group, but I didnt want to leave with me and Jonathan on bad terms. I followed him into the bedroom and saw him sitting on the bed with the remote in his hands flipping through the channels. He looked at me and reverted his attention back to the television.

I walked and stood directly in front of the television and asked, "What is wrong with you Jonathan?

He ignored me laid back onto the bed. I went over to where he was and straddled him. I leaned down and gave him a peck on the lips. I asked him again, "What is wrong with you?"

He pushed me off of him and sat up. "Nothing is wrong with me. Dont you have a study group to go to?" He asked and got up to walk to the bathroom.

I didnt have time for Jonathan's childish behavior, so I grabbed my keys and left.

Jonathan

I didnt mean to snap on Renee, I just dont want her to get hurt because of the bad company she keeps. I knew all about Crystal and her scandalous ass. It was something about that girl that I couldnt put my finger on, but I was going to find out before Renee gets hurt. I noticed how she would cut her eyes at Renee when she wasnt looking or how whenever Renee wasnt around she was trying to get with me. I couldnt stand that bitch and I made sure she knew it, but I shouldnt have snapped on Renee. I love that girl with all of my heart and I refuse to just stand by and watch her get played by Crystal.

I was watching TV in the living room thinking of a way that I could make things up with Renee when the doorbell rang. Renee had a habit of leaving her house keys, so I figured it was her. I opened the door without looking out of the peep hole and when I saw who was standing there I couldve kicked myself. It was Crystal's stank ass. I tried to hurry up and slam the door in her face, but she was too fast and shoved her way in. I didnt even close the door because I was planning on putting her ass out.

"What the fuck do you want Crystal?!" I yelled.

"I came here to see Renee." She had the nerve to say.

"Bitch you know she aint here!" I dont usually call females out of their names but Crystal wasnt a regular female.

"Oh yeah I forgot that she had a study group tonight." I wanted to knock that little smirk off her face."Well do you mind if I stay here and wait for her?" I couldnt believe she had the nerve to ask me that.

"Hell yeah I mind! You need to get your shit and leave!"

"Jonathan why are you so mean to me. I have so much to offer you if you would just be nice to me." She said trying to be seductive, but all she was doing was turning me off.

"Ive heard about what you have to offer and its something that I dont want, so you need to leave."

She walked towards me,so I started backing up, but I could only back up so much because there was a wall behind me and it wasnt long before she had me pinned up against it. She attempted to raise my shirt, but I slapped her hands away. It was taking everything in me to not slap the fuck out of her.

"Jon Jon you know you want me and I want you. I promise I wont tell Renee."

"I dont want your nasty, infected ass now get your hands away from me before I hurt you."

I knew I was wasting my breath telling her no because she was ignoring me. She dropped down to her knees and tried to unbuckle my pants, but I kept pushing her hands away. The more I resisted, the harder she would try. It got to the point where I was fed up and before I could stop myself I slapped her. She fell to the floor and you could tell that she was shocked from her facial expressions. I wanted to apologize, but changed my mind. Me slapping her was probably what she needed because me telling her no wasnt clicking in her head. She picked herself up from the floor, grabbed her things, and left. I was relieved, but I knew this wasnt the end of it.

Beverly

My intentions were to stay with Ms. Juanita and the kids for a couple of weeks and help out, but that letter had me kind of scared and I didnt want the killer to come after me while I was with them and hurt them also. No this was between me and her and/or him and thats how it was going to stay. The day after Janet's funeral, I caught a plane back to Houston to figure all of this shit out.

When I got home, I noticed a big stack of mail sitting in my mailbox. I shifted through it thinking the psycho had sent me another deranged letter, but there wasnt one and I was relieved. I walked to my front door and noticed a package sitting at my door, I just picked it up and when I got inside threw it on the table with all of the other mail.

I looked around my house and saw how dirty I had left it, so I decided to clean up. All the while I was cleaning, I thought about who could have possibly known about Darren and Denasia. I finished everything after about three hours but I was still coming up with blanks.

The sound of the house phone ringing interrupted my thoughts. Every since the anonymous phone calls , I have been looking at the caller ID more often than before. It said that it was number from Harris County so I answered.

"Hello." I said.

I heard lauging on the the other end, but nobody was saying anything.

"Hello." I said again but a tad bit louder this time.

"Did you open your package bitch." It was the killer. I could never distinguish whether or not it was a male or female because the voice was so masculine yet feminine at the same time. Well whoever it was, I was getting fed up with their shit and it was starting to piss me off.

"Why dont you stop being a coward and show yourself?"

"Soon enough bitch, soon enough." They hung up before I could respond.

I tried calling the number that was on the caller ID, but I kept getting that machine informing me that the number I had dialed was disconnected. I wrote the number down because I had a computer technician friend who could trace numbers. Finally I will get some kind of idea of who it was calling me.

I went to my table to retrieve the package the killer sent. There wasnt a return address, but I didnt expect it to be. I opened the box and saw a smaller box sitting inside it. I pulled it out and a letter fell out of it. I read the letter first and it read "JANET TOLD ME TO GIVE THIS TO YOU" with hearts all around. I was suprised because I was expecting to see something more crazy or threatening. The smaller box looked like one of those boxes that rings came in and I opened it hope. I dropped the box to the ground and ran to the kitchen sink to vomit. This shit was starting to get out of hand and whoever this person was, they were some sick motherfuckers. They had sent me Janet's chopped off big toe with a ring on it.