Scam

Part 4

It was now after 1 pm and I hadn't received a call from Vanessa. She usually calls when I miss school. I guess she was angrier than I thought. I'd go home have lunch take a quick nap and swing by her apartment later. Dave would probably be at his studio. Dave Garcia was one of the nation's top music producers and he owned several studios on the island. He was known to work with artistes like Buju Banton and even worked on two of Drake's albums. He's Cuban and has three daughters that are my age with his second wife, according to Vanessa. They met when Vanessa went to teach English in Cuba couple years ago.

I've only met Dave once and it was after Vanessa and I had sex in the kitchen and he came home. We both quickly got dressed and she introduced me as one of her top students who she was helping with college applications. Dave never spoke much and had a tattoo on his arm "death before dishonour" fancily written underneath a black cross.

Vanessa and I met when she used to tutor me in Spanish and we just somehow connected. She too was adopted but her adoptive parents were strict Christians who never allowed her to date. Surely, it was Dave's money that made them agree to her marrying him. Dave was the only man Vanessa had been with, besides me but with bedroom skills like hers, I often found that hard to believe, especially since it was Vanessa who initiated sexual activities in our relationship. I think she takes pleasure in knowing that she broke my virginity and has moulded me into her own personal sex toy.

When I got home, the house was awfully quiet so I assumed Miss Maizie was taking her afternoon rest in her quarters. I headed to the kitchen and found lasagna covered on the counter, my favourite. I cut a chunk then surveyed the kitchen for any sign of Miss Maizie. She always complained about me not using a plate and digging into the food before she had a chance to serve it.

I had reached mid way the staircase when I heard noises upstairs. The closer I got, the more it sounded like moaning. I reached the top of the stairs and I realized that the sound was coming from Sheila's room and her door was ajar. I was disturbed but finally happy that Sheila was getting some dick so she could finally ease up off me and stop being so miserable. I was just surprised that she never mentioned this new boyfriend.

Part of me was curious to see who this mystery guy was but spying on Sheila while she was mounted and humping some guy was more than disturbing- it was gross. I saw Sheila like a big sister. My curiosity got the better of me and I peeked through the crack and found Sheila on her back in her bra while her mystery guy was under the sheets with his head between her thighs. Sheila had her eyes closed and writhed with pleasure while moaning softly. I pulled up the door and decided to head to my room with my chunk of lasagna.

I texted Vanessa then popped my earphones in and decided to catch up on some episodes of Power. It wasn't until thirty minutes into the episode I glimpsed the Deputy Commissioner coming from the direction of Sheila's room. I was mortified I couldn't bring myself to say it but immediately I realized that Sheila and the Deputy Commissioner were having sex. There was no mystery guy but a mystery woman, a mystery woman who was married and had a son in my class. It really was the Deputy Commissioner. This would make the news if anyone found out. I stared at my ceiling puzzled as to how Sheila could be involved in such a mess. It all finally added up that's why she never has a boyfriend or had children. How could I have lived with her for six years and not know this? She left no evidence of her lifestyle. I mean, I was cool with homosexuality but not for Sheila.

I wondered if all those nights she had to work late were because she and June were off screwing each other. I heard Sheila calling June and I immediately closed my Mac book and jumped into bed and pretended to be asleep. Sheila peered into my room and I heard her say "I didn't hear when Hue got home. Maizie was supposed to call me" and then I realized that Miss Maizie knew and helped Sheila to hide this from me. She pulled up my door before turning and heading downstairs. My cell phone beeped and Vanessa's message.

"Come over now we need to talk" flashed across my phone.

I waited until Sheila and June left the house before I headed downstairs. I grabbed my keys off the table in the foyer and slammed the front door only because I heard Miss Maizie calling me.

When I got to Vanessa's house she had only swapped her work shoes for her bed slippers and she was pacing her living room floor. She had just ended a call with her friend Melissa because I had arrived. She never kissed or hugged me she just told me to have a seat.

She was cold and she pulled back each time I tried touching her. She sat across from me with her face in her hands before lifting her head to reveal tears running down her cheeks.

"Tell me the truth Hue, why did you do it?"

I sat in her love seat puzzled by her accusation.For a split second I thought she was referring to the scamming but then I placed the thought at the back of my mind, knowing that there was no way Vanessa would know about that.

"What are you talking about baby?" I asked as I sat beside her in an attempt to console her.

"Don't touch me!" she screamed before moving further away from me.

"You played me Hue, I thought you were different but you lied to my face. Hey but stupid me right for f#%king a little boy!"

"Vee calm down, you're overreacting"

"Overreacting? You're nothing but a scammer you and your friends and a low-down dirty scum Hupert. Your character is as hideous as your name! I hope you're proud of yourself."

Vanessa tossed her cell phone at me and it revealed a video of us having sex in my room two weeks ago. Her back was facing the camera and my face was clearly shown as I sucked on her right breast while she straddled me. The video was thirty seconds long, of course, that doesn't attest to how long our sex sessions normally last but the video was cut short and it was videoed from outside of my room.

"How could this have gotten out? Who videoed it?" I thought to myself.

I exited the video player on her phone and was now staring at a Whatsapp chat from an unknown number demanding money or the video would go viral. Vanessa thought my friends and I were behind this but when she saw the anger that rose inside me after watching the video. She realized I was just as much a victim if not more in this sick blackmailing scheme. As I was about to leave Vanessa's apartment she stopped me and told me that she has something else to tell me.She pulled a pink and white pregnancy test from her jacket pocket with a double bar reading.

"What does this mean?" I asked.

My throat suddenly became dry and tight.

"It means I'm pregnant Hue."

"Are you sure," I asked blinking several times in disbelief.

"Yes this is the fifth test," she said with no emotions attached to her voice.

"Wow.. umm okay we can get through this. I'm gonna find out who is blackmailing us and stop them and we can raise the baby together I'll do whatever it takes to protect you, Vee, I love y-"

"Hue I'm not sure if it's yours,"