Chris
I watched as Reign rushed in the bathroom. I knew me walking out the bathroom shirtless was the reason. I chuckled to myself. She was so cute when she was hot and bothered. I heard the shower turn on. About 10 mins later, I heard low moans.
I know she not...
Damn. I could walk in right now and handle that for her. It's been years since I even touched a woman. But imma respect her and act like I didn't hear shit.
I walked down the hallway after putting on my clothes and made sure everything was locked up. I went into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water. I shut the lights off in the kitchen and turned the tv on in the living room. I saw different apps on the tv. The fuck is a Netflix? Let alone a Hulu? Excuse me for being outta touch but I ain't looked at a tv since 09.
I clicked on the one that said Netflix and the noise scared me a little bit when it came on. I scrolled through the movies and came up on an old time favorite. Something I recognized. B.A.P.S. Judge me all you want but this movie is a classic.
I heard the bathroom door open and saw Reign come into the living room fully clothed.
"I locked up everything already." I told her
"Oh thank you. What you watching?"
"B.A.P.S."
"Never seen it."
"Excuse me? You never seen this movie?!"
She laughed. "No. Most quote unquote Black movies and shows I never really saw"
I patted the space beside me on the sofa. "Well come on. First time for everything."
She sat next to me, grabbing the fuzzy purple blanket that laid on the sofa. She threw it over her legs and fixed her eyes on the television.
"Is that Halle Berry?"
"Yeah."
"Damn. She don't age."
Reign
I watched as Halle danced in her leather orange outfit. I giggled. Hearing a knock on the door, I looked at the time. 10:00.
I sat up from leaning on Chris' shoulder.
"Who is it?"
No response. Just another knock.
"Want me to get it?" Chris offered.
"Nah I'll get it." I said as I stood up. I opened the door and my stomach started turning.
"Why are you here?" I said looking at her evil smile.
"Hello niece. Nice to see you too." My aunt said. Right then all of the flashbacks of my childhood came swarming back.
"How did you get my address?"
"We are family." She said putting the emphasis on the word family. "It's nothing for me to find out where you are." She reaches out and touched my hair. I stepped back.
"Don't touch me."
Chris then stepped to the door.
"You okay?"
"And who might this be?" She asked
"No one you need to be concerned about." I said staring at her.
"Reign baby you ok? You shaking." Chris asked with concern.
"Yeah baby. You okay?"
"Look, I don't know what's going on here but I think you should leave. It don't seem as though she want you here." Chris intervenes.
"Well I'll be on my way. Just stopped to say hello. And remember Reign. I'm always watching you. Always."
Chris closed the door in the face. I finally felt like I could breathe. I started hyperventilating.
"Reign baby I need for you to calm down. Sit down for me." He ran in the kitchen and grabbed some water.
"Drink this."
I took the water and drink it slowly.
"That's it. Just relax and breathe slowly. I'm here." Eventually my slow breathing became cries.
"I don't understand why she keeps fucking with me. Just leave me alone." I wailed.
"Reign tell me what happened. I can't help unless you tell me what happened okay?"
I nodded my head and got up. I walked down the hallway and silently Chris followed.
I went into my room and got under the covers.
Chris waited until I gave him permission to sit on the bed. Such a gentleman.
"Now what's going on. You gotta tell me something so I'll know if I need to protect us or what."
"That woman. My aunt. She's my aunt on my dad's side of the family. To my family and my mama, she could do no wrong because as a child she was the golden child. First one to graduate top of her class in high school and college. CEO of a Fortune 500 company. She was the one that would be somebody. All while I was growing up, my mom and dad would send me to her house for a few weeks during the summer. I was only 8 going on 9. She was nice at first. But I was so oblivious to who she really was. It started off as small stuff like us sleeping in the same bed. Then it progressed. She started doing stuff like wanting to "play doctor" and make me give her massages. I never thought anything of it. Until one day, the summer I turned 13 changed my life completely. I matured early. I had my mother's curves. My mom is Jamaican and all the women on her side are curvy. I remember the tv show Martin was on. She came in the room and forced me to turn around. She brutally raped me with a broomstick. Scarring my insides for the rest of my life. Eventually I stopped screaming and just gave up. Slowly she took my soul. The only thing I remember is the Martin theme song playing in the background then I blacked out."
Chris looked at me, his face filled with hurt and sorrow.
"Did you tell your parents?"
"Of course. I couldn't stand anymore abuse. But because she was the family's favorite, they didn't believe me. I even showed my mom my bloody underwear and she told me I was lying to cover up me being fast with those 'little boys'." Which honestly I didn't have my first sexual experience that was consensual with a guy until I was 20. I'm now 25 and for the life of me can't understand why this woman won't leave me alone . I've suffered enough."
Chris held my hand and rubbed it with his thumb. We just sat there in silence.
