Devilish Taste

Pang of sadness

I stared at him as I stop myself from sitting on the chair. i stood right back up never letting my eyes avert his. the only thing that you can hear in this very living room is the vehicles passing through the street outside of this building. We both are having a war through our eyes as my heart beats a new beat. Kill Nino? Can he even do that, kill someone he has been around with for years? but then again Nino said the same thing about Eli. What type of relationship do these niggas have with each other?

Can Eli take the risk and kill Nino as we escape to a new life together? What if he fails? Nino not only will he kill Eli he will definitely come after me, killing me with his bare hands. I can't escape these two since Nino wants me to cut all ties with Eli or else and Eli wants me to run away with him into a dangerous life having to watch my back 24/7. This is not what I planned when I decided to come here. The plan was to come and break it to Eli that I wasn't going to be with him anymore, and he should move on.

"I take it you agree." Eli deep voice interrupts my thoughts and my mind goes back to him. He continues to stare at me after saying this. I wait for a smile or a laugh to come out of him to show he's joking about everything, and he wasn't serious, but of course Eli is full blown serious with no hint of a smile pasted on him. I sigh a deep sigh knowing I have to do something or somehow think of a way to escape these two men that has me standing in the middle of this. I mean I have feeling for Eli, but it's not deep way I can just trust him to just come running with me, you know.

"I'll make some plans for us...."

"No!" I yell at him cutting him off. I won't be apart of this, I just can't and I won't. A plan murder happening, and I don't want to be involved.

"I don't want no one dying, okay? I want to just leave here with no problems lingering in my mind."

"So then what do you think we should do then?"

"We?" I question pointing my finger at him then to myself. He looks hurt as I say this, but I was telling the truth.

"Ashanti we need to do something about him. You really think he's going to give you freedom when he's the one going to set things up for you?" I don't say anything as he continues to talk.

"This nigga is going to screw you over and set you like a prisoner. If we run now we can have a nice life and do things you been wanting to do."

"What about you? Are you going to give this life up real easy? Will you be able to get money the legal way, getting a 9-5 job, hustling the right way?"

"I've been doing that Ashanti. I already owned business, and I'm invested in stocks. I've always work a similar 9-5 jobs." He tells me as I shut up quick. I've judge him right off the back, which I regretted seeing his expression hurt after telling him my opinion.

"I'm sorry." I whispered back to him not wanting to talk about this anymore.

"If money is what's worrying you, then you don't have to worry about that. Unlike some niggas you have probably seen wasting money acting a fool, I don't I like saving and investing it to grow."

"It's not about money, because I saved up my shares so I don't need your money. It's just, do you really want to run away with Nino on our tail everywhere we go? I don't want trouble following us."

"That's why I told you I'll kill Nino..."

"No there has to be another way to deal with him. Another way to get him without killing him..."

"You want him alive after he took you away from your family and friends! Had you beaten almost to death after you told him you wasn't behind anything that happen! Don't forget he place you in a strip club stripping in front of niggas!" Eli rants breathing hard as he yells out to me. I shake my head not agreeing with him.

"Karma. I don't believe..."

"f**k karma! Karma only works if you let that s**t hit you." He cuts me off angrily.

"Eli..."

"You want someone that's done so much s**t to you to stay alive?" I swallow hard not saying anything. It's not my nature to hard someone else like that. Yes, I'l fight a hoe down if one, try me, but to decide rather or not someone will live or die it's not how you handle things. Humans are not God, they surely do not have a right to dictate if someone will live or die, everyone is equal.

"Yes." I answer him quietly as once again silence took over covering us. Eli sighs once again rubbing his cheeks with one of his hands. He looks to be in thoughts as I take the chance to change the subject.

"How about breakfast?"

"You mean lunch since it's now one in the afternoon." Eli says as we glance at the clock.

"What do you want to do today?"

"I want to have an all day with you shorty if that's okay with you." I nod my head over to him.

"Let me shower and then we can head out." He said walking into the hallway.

"If you want, you can come in my room and make yourself comfortable, real comfortable shorty since you going to be staying here for a while." My eyes widen at what he says and I'm speechless. Stay here for awhile?

"Eli!" I call out to him as he disappears into his room. I sigh, letting it go as I will confront him when he comes back out. I walk slowly where Eli walks previous into the hallway, and into he's room with the door that is slightly open. I hear the shower running as the bathroom door is shut.

I sat on the edge of his bed, glancing around the room. Most of his things were still in the moving boxes in the corner of the floor. There was a large flat television hanging on the wall. I look for the remote wanting to turn on the TV. When I finally found the remote I turn the TV on flipping through the channels.

"Oh my god." I tell myself as I stop on a channel projecting my mother's voice. There she was; my mother's sitting with someone in front of the camera talking like she was a celebrity. I turn the volume up wanting to hear every word she was saying.

"Caitlyn Williams I am so excited that you're finally on my show sitting right in front of me and my audience. Let's give her a round of applause everyone!" The talk show host says as the audience begins to cheer and clap for my mother. My mother looks the same, I thought to myself taking in every detail of her that I remember.

"Thank you for having me here." My mother says in a simple tone. She broadcasts a small smile to the talk show host and wave to the audience.

"Let's talk about you and how you're doing with your family." The audience calms down with the spotlight back to my mother. My mother tense up taking a deep breathe before answering. I know it must be devastating to talk about her family in front of strangers that probably don't care.

"I'm holding up good. God and my husband have been amazing to me. The love and support that I receive from them both is beyond amazing. My kids have been getting better also they come visit me and their father almost every day now." After she says this the audience gives my mother a round of applause. A pang of saddens touches me watching my mother stay strong.

"I'm sorry for your loss by the way, I know you and your family are trying to recover and get back on track. As you know everyone Caitlyn has lost a daughter and now her other daughter that she has out of the three girls has gone missing! Can you give us a little more detail if you can Ms. Williams?"

"Yes, It's very tragic what happen. It was horrible too, because the night before we all had come as a family to have a dinner after the funeral for my daughter. At the dinner it end up not going well to the point everyone was feeling heart broken on top of losing my daughter and their sister. The next few days I haven't heard from my daughter Ashanti, and my husband and I went over to our son place where she was staying with him. He told me she's been sleeping over her friend's place. Now when I called them and ask her friends can I speak to my daughter since she wasn't answering her phone, and they told me she hasn't been here for three days something was up. My mother instinct came to going crazy." My heart became heavier as I listen to my mother explanation. It was dead silence as my mother continues to talk. All eye's were on her as if she was a president or God or something.

"I haven't given up, and I won't give up until I see my daughter dead or alive. I have a feeling she still alive and need help out there. I don't know what happen, but I want her home with me. I just lost a daughter and now my other daughter is missing. The last everyone heard from her was a performance she did at her job." The talk show host press on a button and a video clip of me performing on the job was now playing. I stared at myself on stage doing my spoken poetry.

"That's your mother shorty?" Eli voice projects loud from the bathroom door from behind me. I don't say anything as my attention is all on my mother.

"She's beautiful Caitlyn and very, very talented with the unique words that flow through her mouth."

"Thank you." My mother says as she smiles wide.

"I see you have decided to write a book about your life?"

"Yes, I have been trying to figure out what to do and how to handle all the stress that's been bothering me. So I decided to just write my feelings out from my heart. Now this book is not no any regular book where people talk about only the good things about themselves. I'm writing everything from the bottom of my heart. Just because I'm a pastor's wife doesn't mean I can't be myself anymore. If you want to know the real me then read all about it on my new book call 'I'm not just the pastor's wife'." My mother grabs a book from her bag and shows the audience. The audience sends a roar of cheers and applause to her. She hands the book to the talk show host and she says thank you.

My mother wrote a book about her problems. She must be trying to gain some financial to pay their bills. I know before I left they were dealing with some financial issues. I'm proud my mother has finally published her first book. She always wanted to publish her own book for years now.

"Well you heard it everyone! Caitlyn Williams has published her first book and she wants you to read all about it. She's not just a pastor's wife, because surely this book will have you reading till the end folks. We'll be right back from from this short commercial break!" The talk show host says as the camera cuts to the scene and a commercial clip begins to play. I sigh as I wanted to watch my mother continue to talk how she been, but knowing her, she would lie about how she really felt.

"You good shorty?" Eli voice out again to me. I turn my head to see him shirtless with a pair of denim jeans hanging low on his hip. I stare at some of his tattoos he has on his bare chest. Eli rubs on deodorant and begin looking through his closet to find a shirt to wear.

"I'm good Eli." I tell him as I remember his question he ask me.

"I know you miss your family shorty."

"Yeah, I do I can't lie about it."

"Why don't you go back?"

"And have Nino murder their asses? I'm good on that."

"I told you the solution..."

"How can you two just do that to each other?" Aren't ya'll like brothers?" I was indeed confused. How can he without thinking kill Nino and vice versa. Nino said the same thing about Eli which has me thinking they're not really friends. Eli chuckles deeply as I raise my eyebrow going into a deep confusion.

"I'll explain later, but for now I just want to enjoy my day with you shorty." Eli says as he spray himself with the cologne I always smell on him. He walks to me caressing my cheek with one of his hands. He bends his head leaning down to me as I already know what he's going to do. His lips met mine, giving me a pop kiss. When he moves back, he smile wide, grabbing my hand into his pulling me to stand up from my sitting position.

"You ready?" I nod my head as he grabs his keys and wallet heading out the door with me closely behind.