Little Red Riding Devil (Toxic)(Editing)

Chapter 11

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Now on to the story.

Etta Pov

The Next Morning

"Granny, thank you so much for taking me in."

We are walking in her orchard. It's so beautiful. She has this big house all to herself. She has workers pulling the fruit and sitting them in baskets.

"This is technically your house too baby. Every member of the Maitis family has a share in this house. My share is bigger because I'm the oldest living relative at the moment. I only had one child and if he ever came to try to lay claim to something I'll kill his ass dead. I swear that man ain't woffa damn."

I giggled.

"Now tell me about what's going on with you and that white man."

"Granny. I love him so much and he used me to get to my father's company. I couldn't let that happen. We met months ago and he seemed pretty off then, but I ignored my instinct and went out on a date with him. At first he was so sweet and charming. He cooked for me, packed my lunch and was proud of all my accomplishments, unlike my father. He said he loved my independence and dedication. Until one day the beatings started. He apologized every time and said he wouldn't do it again. I know I sound like a lifetime movie, but I believed him every time. He's so sweet, but when he gets angry he becomes mean and abusive."

"Mmm," was all she said.

"Granny I want to ask you about a dream I keep having. It's so weird and embarrassing."

"Chile, I'm 61 years old. I've seen all kinds of weird and crazy stuff. What is it?"

"In my dream. I have Caspian tied up and I'm whipping him. He's begging and pleading for me to stop and keep going at the same time. I lord over him. I do all this crazy freaking stuff with his body and use all kinds of weird toys on him that I've never seen before. I like it. It makes me feel empowered."

"Ohh shit, my grandbaby a pervert."

I gasp, " granny, I am not. What does the dream mean? I want to be done with Caspian, now I'm plagued by dreams with him in it and I'm being rude and abusive."

"Babydoll. I don't know what to tell you. Some people say dreams are what you want in real life. It's stuff you suppress and bury deep that starts to manifest itself into your dreams. Others say it's stuff that you see on TV before you go to bed. Are you suppressing anything?"

"No," I squeaked out then cursed.

"Well since that sounded like a lie. I will let that conversation be. You'll find it out baby. Give it time."

"Tete," we hear two men call while running towards us.

"Oh, good y'all made it. This hea is ya cousin Etta, but will get into that later at the cookout. I need y'all to find somebody and beat his ass."

"On love we got chu tete, where the nigga at."

"Granny, what are you doing. You can't get violent, what will that solve."