Abused, Cheated on, Lied to, Used she faced it all by herself. Being the fighter she was Reginae Taylor never gave up on love even when it knocked her down numerous times. The abusive deranged lover, The cheating liar, and The mysterious drug; Nae...
The ride to Florida was long as hell I felt like I would never get here. I stepped out the bus pulling the hat over my eyes more. Using the map that I found on the bus I tried planning my next move from Fort Lauderdale.
"You aint never been to Florida bro?" A voice peeked over my shoulder.
Turning around I see that it was a boy from the bus.
"No."
"Somebody coming to pick you up?"
"No." He was really annoying me with these damn questions.
"Oh well you should stay inside and call a cab." He smiled.
"Okay thanks." I walked off.
Staring at the map I spun around trying to figure out where I was.
"North East 3rd Str-"
"Hey you!" Raising my head from the paper looking around I saw two police men staring at me and was pointing his baton at me. Slowing walking away as if I didn't see them.
"You come here!"
Now I was jogging , Shit was they on to me.
"You better stop running!" Shit! That made me take off. Before I knew it they backed me up in a corner.
"Didn't you hear us calling at you?" They stared at me as if they was examining me. Not saying a word I stared at them scared as ever. One of them went behind me and I heard the zip on the bag. Taking a huge gulp I prepared myself for a fight.
"We tried to tell you your bag was open."
"Thanks."
"Your welcome!" They smiled walking away.
"Shit that was close." I muttered as I walked off.
Passing a newsstand I couldn't help but to turn back when I glimpsed Reginae on the cover of a magazine all hugged up with that nigga. I went up to the lady and bought the magazine.
After reading the article on 'Awaiting the Perre's Wedding...' I pulled out the phone and rang the link Cee hooked me up with.
"Hello?"
"This the nigga from Orleans." I looked around to see if anyone was watching me.
"Damn, Cee wasn't lying when he said you the black El Chapo." He chuckled.
"Yeah, I guess, I need to find an old friend you think you can help."
"Depends who is it?"
"Cousin of mines." I smirked.
"Aight, Name and what do you want to find out about them?"
"Reginae Taylor, I want her home and work address."
"Alright, I'll get it to you in an hour or so."
"Cool, You know a place I can stay while I'm here?"
"I can hook you up with a car and a room, its nothing all that but it's somewhere."
"Sure I don't got a choice right now."
"Aright where you at?"
"By the four way not too far from the Greyhound station."
"Alright I'm a send one of my boys to come get you."
"Thanks."
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
He wasn't lying when he said the place ain't shit, but it was in the perfect spot; on a hill surrounded by a lot of bush just the right camouflage. After unpacking I got a map and taped it to this three feet table; that I had to use building blocks as support for it to fully function.
Using a marker I saw sitting on the floor I marked where I was and areas I thought would put me in danger.
"Just need to know where she is." I mumbled grabbing up my beer walking over to the window.
Damn I knew I shouldn't have killed Arlene so early. Right about now I wouldn't mind being deep in her wet, hot and tight woman cave. While I ram the hell out of her and she screams from the pain. It was no rocket science that I was a sadist. I loved beating Reginae it made me feel damn good just seeing her weak and defenseless that shit turned me on.
Now that I thought of it I won't kill her on the spot. I would just bring her here and slowly torture her; maybe tie her up on that old rusty bed round the back and throw some scorpions on her or lizards fuck those scream that would suppress her sweet lips.
Or maybe I could run razors against her flawless skin, or whip her with my favorite belt; the fan belt. It would leave marks on her skin that made my dick twitch. Every time I would hit her I came on myself.
It was hard for me to be like that with Arlene. Even though I would sometimes get carried away, I try not to make it obvious that I loved seeing her beg me to pull out but of course I would go even deeper. Arlene wasn't afraid to cry and scream when I start to get rough. But Reginae acted as if she was strong and I hated it. She would show no emotion and she would fight back; that shit pissed me off. No matter how hard I went at her, she would try to match my strength and it made me want her to suffer.
My phone buzzed on the table and I quickly ran over to see who it was.
"Hello?"
"You related to that pretty ass girl?"
"Yeah, I see you found her." I smirked in anticipation.
"So Reginae Taylor, soon to be Mrs. Perre to some rich ass lawyer name Shawn Perre, They got a big mansion out in 10 Compass Point, you can't miss it a really big house but the pathway to the house is long as hell. Now for her job she works at AT&T, she is the manager for the branch at the Sawgrass Mills Mall the only one in the mall so you can't miss it."
"Nice. How far is it from here?"
"Its below you, just 30 minutes from you."
"Alright thanks"
"No prob hit me up if shit pops up."
"Aight." I ended the call grabbing the mini map, binoculars and camera I found in the old shack.
"Reginae soon you will be mine again." I stared at the picture of us by a beach that I kept with me for the entire time.
Grabbing the keys I got in the car and headed down to where she lived. I couldn't wait till she sees me then she will remember the shit she put me through, she knew she wasn't suppose to just not testify and not tell the judge that I laid a hand on her.
He wasn't lying when he said I couldn't miss it. The house sat on a hill with a narrow drive way. It was enormous shit Nae man must be packing them racks to afford this shit. This was a hotel by itself. Parking on the other side of the house I used my binoculars to see if there was any form of movement over there.
I saw no one so I took out the camera and started taking pictures of the house so I can get familiar with it. After I took a picture of the gate I couldn't help but notice a figure in black at the side of the gate. Using the binoculars to clarify what it was I saw that it was the security guard. Damn Nae be balling now she got body guards. I moved further down to a corner away from the gate that I wouldn't look suspicious. I lowered my seat and watched the house.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
