PHARAOH #3
“You are nothing but a little whore, just like your mother. And a poor excuse of a human like that sorry ass brother of yours.” Security was pulling her out the door as she screamed obscenities. Before I had time to react Blythe was lunging towards her. And Autumn right after.
“B! No!”
“Fuck you, Bitch!” She screamed as her fist and legs went crazy. She was punching, kicking, scratching and screaming. They looked like wild animals the way they were beating this lady’s ass. Not me nor security could stop the beating they was putting on this woman.
“Get the fuck off me.” I scooped B up in my arms, but she still had a hold on the woman’s hair.
“B let her the fuck go.” I spoke right in her ear. Her body stiffened at my words before she released her hold.
“Now what hoe?” Autumn yelled being lifted off the ground kicking and screaming.
“You bitch. I promise you will pay for this. I promise you will pay for everything you have done!” The woman kicked and screamed as security hauled her out the door.
I carried Blythe to my office, closing and locking the door behind me. Letting her down she paced back and forth. She was breathing heavy and tears streamed down her cheeks. Running my hands down my face I tried to calm down before speaking.
“The fuck was that about Blythe?”
“Nothing.” She spoke lowly. I could tell I wasn’t her focus. Her mind looked as if it was working overtime.
“The hell you mean nothing? You just had a damn woman by the hair beating the got damn life out of her. Don’t tell me nothing!
” She was pacing faster and more tears streamed down her face.
“Yo.” I grabbed her arm stopping her stride.
She looked at my hand on her arm and looked up at me like she was ready to go round two.
I raised a brow challenging her. I didn’t hit women but I for damn sure wasn’t bout to let her work me like she just did that lady out there.
Her angry expression softened and she exhaled.
The tears weld in her eyes before she started crying out.
I pulled her body in to mine and let her get it out.
I didn’t know what this was, but it was more than the lady calling her a hoe in the lobby.
This was deep rooted shit, pinned up emotions that she was releasing.
I held on to her tighter. She squeezed for dear life and I let her. She needed this. I could tell this was the first time she has ever let whatever this was out. She was sobbing uncontrollably and I was scared she would hyperventilate.
“Baby, you gotta calm down before you make yourself sick.” My hand rubbed up and down her spine. She continued to cry but it slowed down the more I rubbed. Eventually the crying subsided and she relaxed in my hold. Pulling away she reached for the tissue on the desk and wiped at her face.
“Now, you gonna tell me what the hell all that shit was about?”
“I don’t know.” She sat on the edge of my desk still dabbing at her face.
“Hell no. Not gonna cut it. That lady was screaming about you being with her man last night. And you gonna tell me you don’t know.
” I exhaled feeling myself getting worked up.
“I swear I am a patient ass man but you are trying me. First yo ass leaves like a damn thief in the night, leaving me holding my sheets like Eddie Murphy in Boomerang. Then I get here and some lady said you fuckin yo way to the top.” She chuckled but I didn’t find shit funny. “Ain’t shit funny right now.”
“I’m sorry. Honestly, there is shit in my life I just am not ready to tell you.”
“So, answer this, were you a virgin?” Her expression frowned but I wasn’t moved by her emotion.
“Yes, why the fuck would you even ask that?”
“Because the got damn lady was yelling about you fuckin yo way to the top, fuck you mean why am I asking!”
“Fuck you, Pharaoh.” She stood and moved toward the door. I grabbed her arm holding her in place.
“I don’t give a fuck about your attitude right now. I have a fuckin’ mess to go clean up and no damn clue what the hell happened.” I pushed away from her and moved toward the door.
“Mercy.” She spoke lowly. I stopped, frozen at the door.
“The shit doesn’t work like that B.” I didn’t turn around, I couldn’t. She was breaking me down.
“I know. But please. I am trying to figure all this shit out, I promise I am. Grant me mercy Pharaoh, please.” Her body touched mine before she wrapped her hands around me. “Please.”
“Fuck.” I whispered. She really had me soft on her already. A damn woman just said she was with her man last night and I was still siding with her.
“I promise I will explain everything. I just need time.” Her small hand rubbed down the front of my slacks. My third leg responded instantly. My head fell back as she gently massaged me through my pants.
Turning around I looked down into her tear-stained face and couldn’t resist her eyes. She was gorgeous, even disheveled. Picking her up I carried her to my desk chair and sat down with her straddling my lap.
“Make it up to me.” She smirked before placing her soft ass lips on mine.
Damn I really had it bad.