DOUBLE STANDARDS

Chapter 6

BRIT
It felt as if my heart was in tune with every step I took. Step, boom, step, step, boom, boom. I know I was moving fast but it seemed as if time moved very slowly. My mind raced wildly as I thought of the worst possible scenarios leading up to J man Having Tiffany in his custody. I finally reached the door and when I wen to open it J man snatched it open. "Damn man what the fuck took you so long?" He questioned as he looked outside the door as if he was reassuring i hadn't been followed. I entered slowly bracing myself for the worse possible outcome especially if it involved J mans anger. There on the floor tied up was Tiffany.... our sister, my lover. Blood poured from parts of her head that looked as if J had ripped her hair from her scalp. Make up lines skated slowly down her gorgeous skin mixed fear and tears. J man walked around behind me waving his gun and cursing at no one in particular. "This bitch think she gon' get away with this weird ass shit." I heard him say as I walked over to her to at least untie her. She was not an animal she was a part of us in more ways than one. "Dont fuckin untie that bitch man sh...HE don't deserve to be free." I looked towards him anger rising up in me and said, "I don't know the meaning behind none of this but I will untie her and you will shut the hell up talking to me." I knew my brother to well this anger festered from more than the discovery of one of our brothers being a transwoman. No this anger was at an all time high because he'd either had relations with her without the knowledge of knowing she was a transwoman. I wanted so badly for that notion to be false. Then my worse fear was made true as J man sat down on the couch and said, "I been fucking this bitch for 8 months and the whole time she been knowing we were related." I looked back and forth between them both,Tiffanys head dropped lower than it had been. Why, why had she played me like this? Finally revealing her true identity to me three days ago and now this swearing to me that I was the only one. Finding out not only did she lie to me for so long about her true identity, but she was also heavily involved with another man and that other man was our brother. I was hurt not even thinking of my wifes pain if she were to ever find out of my infidelity involving my brother. Not thinking of Tiffany as she sat here tied and bruised or even J man as he paced the floor upset at his intimate encounter with our transitioned sister. No I was hurt for only me at the time. I'd endured confusion all of my life, never really wanting anything but true love. Finding it finally only to discover I couldn't have it. Only to discover that once again my love was overshadowed by J's accidental discovery of them both. "We need to get her to a hospital J," Love overpowering anger at that very moment as i desperately tried to convince him to help me get her the medical attention she needed. But his anger always overpowered anything as he said, "That bitch is not leaving out of here alive." Fear caught in my throat as I said, "No one has to know what happened J, think about it if you were to do something then that would give more away than you realize." He looked at me as if my statement had some truth to it but he remained quiet. I began to untie Tiff not worrying about any cosequences that would come. I knew she hadn't told J of our involvement and both of their actions showed. I could think of was the converstaion I'd Just had with Cash "Something about this entire situation doesn't fit right with me. I need to be home because neither one of you pay attention when shit is right in your face. There is no way Tiffany should have been playing you this entire time and you haven't noticed. Do not say anyhing to Pooh about this shit until you have actually had time to put shit together fully." Now sitting here in this living room in the middle of a love triangle I realized Cash was right I had to keep this shit to myself. I was relieved as I removed the rope from around her wrist without J attempting to blow both of our heads off. Walking towards the door I said to him, "This does not make you less of a man J." I knew deep down that is what played over in his mind his manhood had been unknowingly ripped from him. I knew that he wasn't gay and that is why I ultimately despised him so much. I was not man enought to admit I loved the physical abuse I received from our uncle. I was undercover, I'd been involved with more transwomen than my brother and while I did not know we were indeed related I still had my suspicions of her true sex. Over the years I'd been invloved with women that were fully transtitioned and some that weren't. Wanting to be penetrated sometimes to feel closer to my first real love, my uncle. I knew I was less of a man because on top of me not publicly being able to admit my feelings, I was not publicly able to admit that I had been involved with more than one brother.

Tiffany

The entire drive to the hospital I was more mad than embarassed. This cheap ass wig was made to hide my birthmark until the time came for me to finish out my plan. I didn't want to hear Brit crying about my relations with J and damn sure didn't give a damn about him helping me get out of there safe. I had one job and until it was finished I would not be able to sleep fuck his emotions.