Nightly Behaviors

Chapter 20

He kissed my lips and neck like he did everytime we made love. We've been married for three months and have been working on a baby every night so far and I wonder why it hasn't happened yet. I feel like it has something to do with him trying to do everything by the book and stressing out about it.

"Babe just you know remember to have fun, you know making babies is ten times harder when stress is involved." I trace up and down his arm with my finger and loll at the tattoo of our names interlocked on his bicep.

"What that suppose to mean?" He gently pulls my hand from his arm and tangles our fingers together. He still lays between my legs and for some reason I feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Just like relax a little more babe that's it." I suggest pushing him off me a bit. He doesn't budge what so ever but suddenly I feel a sharp pain down there and tightly close my eyes. "Chresanto get off!" When my eyes peel back open I see Chresanto rocking back and forth on top of me and instead of his eyes being there, the soft brown almond eyes were dissolved and dark blackened orbs replace them along with an evil grin plastered across his face.

"Babe stop please your hurting me." I beat him on his shoulder and his skin is so cold it hurt to touch as it it was dry ice. "Chresanto get off me!" I shriek again. Soon Chresanto's body morphs in that of a much skinnier man with a tattoo of a Chinese symbol on his shoulder. "Oh my god no." The man climbs off of me and leaves the room. I stand up from the bed and immediately fall onto my knees and onto the floor. A puddle of blood rests under me but I force myself up and to follow the evil traitorous man. "Don't touch her!" I sob.

I finally make it to the door but as soon as I begging to step out of it it shuts in my face and the screams of both me and my baby girl fill the house, that and the laughter of my evil uncle.

When I wake up from my nap I'm nearly panting to death and covered in sweat. I throw my legs over the side of the bed and take a deep breath before standing up.

The house is still empty so I decide after the episode between Chres and I it would be best to just take a shower and sneak away. I don't have the guts for confrontation and am beyond humiliated at how easily I just melted in his hands like puttie. At how I constantly let him defile me.

I quietly creak open the guest room door and peek outside to see if there are any signs of Chresanto. The apartment is so quiet you could hear a pin drop which gives me the thumbs up to hurry into the bathroom, take a shower, and get the hell out.

I do just that and luckily Chresanto's return holds off until I'm completely out of the apartment complex and on the city bus route to the club.

I reach the club in a little bit over twenty minutes but when I do I decide that I wouldn't strip today and instead I'd take myself of a little shopping spree and pamper myself. I haven't done that in as long as I can remember, you could even say never. I end up sneaking into the club, doing my best to avoid Steve and any of the other girls changing and taking some of my cash.

When I get to the city mall the first thing I see walking in is a salon having a special on hair, nails, and make up called the "Prettily Pampered Package" its written in large pink letters and glitter. Pretty, pink, and pampered sounds like something I would've loved to do in eight grade. Not really my style at the moment but if there's a special, why skip it?

I run my hands through my thick curly head and sighed to myself. After a few more seconds of self debating I eventually walk into the upscale dominican salon& spa soon approached by a short woman with two perfectly curled curls falling past her shoulders.

"Hello, I'm Tiffany, how may I be of assistance to you today?" Her voice is more of an annoying squeal than a voice but I try my hardest to force a smile and answer her. "Uhm I saw a sign outside about your--"