Episode 26

                                JANET/JON

"Aghhh, Agh, I'm pushing! I'm pushing!" Janet yelled.

It is 4 o'clock in the afternoon.  She is in pain, and gripping the sheets.  Blood is resting on light blue scrubs that cover the nurses and doctor.  Janet panicked with fear while the staff seemed to be extra calm and it's confusing to her.  Janet bounded with straps that seem to keep her fighting harder for an escape.  She feels a pinch in her skin and Janet starts to dawdle.  She's out.

"Here goes the head," a nurse says.

"Janet.  Janet?" the doctor calls.  Janet does not respond.  She just laying in peace and seems as if she is dead.

"She lost a lot of blood.  Get some pints in here."

There are no cries from the baby boy, just beeps from the machines and calm tones from the staff.  A nurse tries CPR on the baby, "one, one-thousand, two, two-thousand…" 

"Call Jon Capt again," the doctor orders a nurse.

"It keeps going to his voice mail and I left messages and I called his office and he is out and they don't know where he can be reached," a nurse said.

Janet gradually wakes up and feels the bruises on her ankles and wrists.  She is confused and scared.  Her eyes are wide open and she knows that it is a good chance that something will be wrong with her premature baby.  She tries to sit up and a nurse places her hand on Janet's shoulder to control and calm her.  "Just relax, everything will be okay," the nurse tries to reassure her.

"Where is she?  Where is Janet Capt?" a loud voice echoes through the halls.  The staff looks at each other and one whisper 'Jon Capt'.  A nurse runs into the hall and signals Jon to the room, "She here, but first you need to scrub up".

"Is she okay?" Jon asked while washing his arm, hands, and fingers in a hurry.

"She is doing fairly well," the nurse answered as she assisted him with fresh scrubs.

"How is the baby?" Jon said looking the nurse sternly in the eyes.  The nurse turned away and started to walk towards the room.  Jon grabs her shoulder with a strong clutch.  "Don't walk away!  Is the baby alive?"  The nurse just looks at Jon with sadness in her eyes and watches him crumble to the floor.

"JON!!!!!" Janet cries out from the other room.

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                             ROBERT, SHY

"What's going on in here?  It's burning up outside and yall in here with the door closed. (Robert sniffs the air) Who's been smoking?"  Robert questioned the two boys as they look nervously at each other for who will answer him.

"The wind just blew the door closed, and Itt was smoking.  But he was in the window doing it, dad," Shy said nervously and wondering what his dad next question would be.

"Itt, I told you no smoking in the house and that includes blowing it out the window," Robert said upset.

"Sorry, it won't happen again," Itt said aggravated.

"I talked to your aunt and I need to get back to the store.  Shy I'm gonna need you and Brandy to hold down the fort, Itt you are coming back with me.  You need to see your mom, she misses you and she is getting cleaned up.  She is staying with your aunt and uncle," Robert informed Itt and Shy.

"I don't wanna see her.  Why can't I just stay here?" Itt said with an attitude.

"Cause you are an adult and I have to see about my own children well being.  That's your family and you need to be with them.  Yes, you mom has made mistakes but she is getting the help she needs and you need to be there for her.  I know she misses you and she needs you (points his finger).  So, it's final.  If you don't wanna go back, then I don't know where you gonna go because you can't stay here.  We have our own set of problems, and not that I have to explain anything to you.  So just have your things ready by the end of the week," Robert said.

"But…"

"Ain't no buts about it, it's final I said!"

Robert leaves out of the room and his cell phone rings.

"Hello," Robert answers.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~(inaudible person on the other end of the phone)

Itt looks at Shy with disappointment in his eyes, "who was that guy in the car?"

Shy doesn't answer, he instead hears his father sigh.  "Dad, what's wrong?"

"I'm on my way!" Robert hangs the phone up and don't say a word and runs out of the house, gets in his car and drives, breaking every law known to man to make it to the hospital.

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                         LAUREN/TRACY

Lauren and Tracy lay on the floor face-to-face, hearts racing, and awkward.  "I'm so sorry," Tracy said as he maneuvered himself off Lauren.

"It's okay, it's my fault.  I take after my daddy, a cluts, Lord rest his soul" Lauren replied lifting her body off the cold kitchen tile.  They both laugh hysterically with each other as tears form in their eyes.

"I'm so happy to have a friend like you, Lauren," Tracy said with joy.

"Trace, it's all good.  I here for you when you need me and I'm sure you would do the same for me.  I hope motherfucka," Lauren said jokingly.

"Hey let's just go out and eat and we can clean this mess up later.  I can go for some Mexican," Tracy said.

"Your treat, bitch.  Let's go!" Lauren said.

"You have such a foul mouth," Tracy said shaking his head.

"So, what you gonna do spank me for being a bad girl."

"How about I wash that mouth out will Lava soap."

Tracy and Lauren arrive at a Mexican Restaurant.  Lauren stands near her chair as she is waiting for Tracy to pull her chair out.  Tracy instantly takes a seat.  "What's wrong?  Something in your chair?"  Tracy asked looking at Lauren with confusion.

Lauren snatches the back of her chair fast and hard and sits.  "No Tracy, nothings is wrong with my chair," Lauren says with a slight attitude.  She mumbles, "something wrong with you manners, though".

The waitress walks over to the table.  "Hello, I'm Rebecca.  I will be waiting on you this evening (she hand them menus and places one hand on her hip).  Can I get you guys something to drink?

"Just water for me, thanks," Tracy said.

"Tequila for me, thanks.  Just bring the bottle," Lauren said and looked at Tracy for judgment.

"You going in tonight, huh?"

"I just need to take the edge off," Lauren said matter of fact way.

"I reckon," Tracy said looking at his menu.

The two patrons ate their meal; well Lauren barely touched her meal. However, she almost finished the bottle of Tequila by herself.  Lauren had to be carried out by Tracy and another waiter to the car.  Lauren was mumbling all the way to the car, no one could understand anything she was saying.  This behavior made Tracy feel embarrassed and uncomfortable.

Tracy and Lauren make it home safe.  With the car still running parked in the driveway, Tracy runs to the passenger side of the car to help Lauren get inside the house and into her bed.  Tracy tells Lauren she will be back; he needs to park the car inside of the garage.  Tracy leaves out the house gets inside the car and parks it inside the garage.  He gets outside the car and turns off the garage light and he notices a light shining through a partially open door.  Tracy walks carefully to the door with his pepper spray in hand, opens the door, and was shocked at what appears in his eyesight.  His jaw dropped and his mouth was wide open at the images of…

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                         THUNDER (PERCY)/LAYLA

"How's it going, Layla?" Percy asked from the back of the bakery.

"It's going good, just cashing out.  You wanna grab some coffee when we're done?" Layla asked.

"Sure, why not?" Percy replied.

Layla waits outside while Percy sets the alarm and locks up the bakery.  It's a chilly New York night so she stands there with her arms folded to generate heat from her own flesh.  "Boy, will you hurry up?" Layla yelled while jumping up and down to stay warm.

"It's New York; you should always have a jacket with you, especially at night.  You not in the south girl.  Im'a have to learn you something," Percy said with a raise eye brow.

"That's not proper English, big head," Layla joked.

"Here take my jacket; my muscles will keep me warm."

"Whatever, Hercules," Layla said as she slightly snatches the jacket from Percy.

Percy and Layla walk to the nearby coffee shop and take a seat in a booth.  "It's so good to see you after all these years, Percy", Layla said smiling the whole time.

"Yeah same here, It's been a hell of a ride.  We have so much to catch up on.  So what happen to the guy you was engage too?"

"Well it turns out I wasn't the only person he was engage too.  He also was sleeping with my aunt.  A real dog, I'll tell ya.  And check this Percy, I was at his house one day and I press play in his DVD player and guess what I see?"

"What? What did you see?" Percy asked anxiously.

"You (she points at Percy), I saw you in a video," Layla said looking into Percy eyes as if he has some explaining to do.

"Hmmm…yeah.  Well I did do some videos, but I'm not gay," Percy said proudly.

"I don't understand.  But I saw…" Layla said confused.

"Some people would call it gay for pay.  I was going through a lot of shit at the time.  I did do some straight videos too, I was offered to do gay, and the money was more tempting than you can imagine.  It help me a lot, I was able to start my own business and really get my life together.  I know there other ways to make money, I get it, but I saw the opportunity and I went for it.  I have no regrets.  Look at me now, sitting across from you and I have my own gym that is successful and partnered up with Robert with the bakery that is doing really well and I am able to take care of my son like I wish too," Percy explained.

"A son?" Layla asked and more interested in hearing his story.

"Yup, I have a son, Percy Jr. teenage boy.  I had when I was really out there, doing this and that.  His mother is nuts though, but that is the pass and I have moved forward," Percy said.

"Wow, you've been busy, huh? I have been in school for journalism, on and off.  I been engaged a couple of times, but soon as we get closer to the date something always go wrong.  Percy, I have been engaged to a couple of NBA players.  I don't know, my life has not been easy either and I guess I'm just still trying to find myself," Layla said looking down at the table.

"Well let's toast to 'out with the old and in with the new and in with the old friends too' (they laugh)" Percy said happily while clinging their coffee mugs together.

"We should hang out more, Percy (she stretch her leg under the table and touches his)," Layla said flirty.

"I'd like that, Layla," Percy said excitedly as they both took the moment and stared in each other's eyes.

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                                 JANET

Janet sits up in her bed, for about three minutes she sits completely still.  The sun shines through the shades that shadowed the bars on the outside.  She looks over at her roommate whom is sound asleep.  Janet takes her one of her hands, touches her privates, and touches her belly with the other.  Her face gets heated and suddenly she needs to throw-up.  After she soiled her sheets, she throws them on the floor.  She now sits on her bare mattress naked and drenched with sweat.  She seems confused and angry.  She looks up at the clock, and it reads 8 a.m. the alarm sounds through out the building to wake patients for breakfast and medicine.  Janet hears footsteps in the hall and all she can think of is escaping this prison. 

"Good morning Janet," the roommate whispers as she sits up on her bed.

Janet don't look at her, ignores her and only thinks of her plan. 

"Fuck you too, then.  Stuck up bitch," the roommate said angrily.

The dorm room door opens and Janet jumps up fast, charging

an attendant and runs out unto the general hall only to crash into a steal cart full of paper cups with pills.

"They killed my baby!  They killed my baby!" Janet screams.

Security grabs Janet trying their best to calm and hold her down.  All the patients are screaming and pointing and the noise is similar to one out of a horror film.

"You are gonna kill your own baby if you don't settle down," a nurse tells Janet.

"They already killed my baby last night," Janet cries.

"Honey you must have had a nightmare, you are still pregnant," the nurse says while looking at Janet's bloody thighs.  "Get her to the clinic, FAST!"

"What's wrong?  What's wrong?  Why is there blood?" Janet cries as she spot the warm blood traveling down her thighs.

"Janet, just get up here (taps on the gurney) we are gonna take you to the clinic to make you feel better," the nurse said calmly.

"I still have my baby?  You promise?" Janet says wide eye.

"As I know it, yes dear.  Just lie down, we gonna take good care of you."

As the nurses and attendants roll Janet on the gurney to the clinic she turns and roll off the gurney, runs like a cheetah, barefoot and naked, and manages to get to the front entry.  She pushes the entry door but it is locked, you can only be buzzed in or out.  She runs back to where the receptionist sits and reaches her hand through the opened and finds the buzzer.  The door opens and she runs like hell.

                             FRANCESCA (at age 15)

Francesca Tagliano gets a ride from her daddy everyday to school in a stretch limo.  She always had the best clothes and is super smart, however, it worked against her in this school.  Francesca was constantly picked on and never told her father because of fear that her bullies would be punished or killed. 

As soon as the limo would pull off the thrown basketballs would hit her in the head, girls would pull her long hair, she would be kicked and spitted on.  Robert, whom she had the biggest crush on, would play games with her head.  Robert told the entire school that she was good at giving head, among other raunchy things and she hated him every since.  There was a time when he was nice to her until he started to be teased and he decided to jump on the bandwagon.  The resentment grew so strong inside of her, but she would just sit in the back of the classroom and rip her clothes on purpose to draw attention away from her being rich.  One thing she did not lack on was that she was a great scholar, something her father prided her on.  She was bullied her whole high school years and it damaged her internally.

Her father, Vincent, was head of Mafiosi, this mafia is ruthless and was out to prove themselves.  Francesca always thought when she was old enough that she would collect each one of these bullies and make them suffer by her own hands.  Francesca took the ridicule daily and she keep a diary of each day and details of her abuse.  She keeps this diary well hidden in her home and no one knew about it.  She was looked by her father worker's as tough and of high esteem; this is so far from the truth about this teenage girl.  In her diary was a list of names and the first name is Sahralonda followed by Carla, Janet, Robert, Lisa, Tammy, and Roberta, she called them parts and they were her private parts.  She would collect them as boys collected baseball cards and she would show them how it feels to suffer.

To Be Continued...

Episode 25

                    JACKIE

Jackie walks into her ranch style home from a long day at the bakery.  Her two children run up to her and give her a firm hug on her legs.  "Mommy, mommy, did you bring us cake!"  She bends down and kisses them both on their forehead.  "I may have something.  Where's your daddy?"

"I'm in here honey, how was your day?" Tom Berkin said (Jackie husband)

"Oh, just a little tired.  That lady, Francesca, that I told you about visited the store and Robert put her in her place.  But when she left I felt a rage inside of me and I don't know where it came from," Jackie said.

Jackie kisses her husband on the cheek and tells the kids to meet her in the kitchen.  "Did you all have dinner yet?" she asked the kids.  "Yeah they ate an hour ago and Stacy called and said she would be home in about 20 minutes, that was 10 minutes ago," Tom said.

The children are smiling and happy to see their mom, especially when she revealed the sweet dessert that she had brought home from the bakery.  She gave them both a slice of low-fat strawberry chocolate cake and told Tom that she would be sitting on the patio to get some fresh air.

Jackie sits quietly in the backyard and closes her eyes.  She starts to see flashes of images that are not familiar to her, killings, drugs, prostitutes, expensive jewelry, fur coats and luxury vehicles.  She feels a heat rushing inside her and her vagina begins to feel sharp and burning pain then sudden numbness.  She grunts and grabs at the twinge for a moment.  Everything around her feels heavy, the air, her arms, even her eyelids.  She picks up her purse that sits next to her, pulls out a Cuban cigar and a lighter, and starts to smoke. 

"Aghhh, what's that smell?" "Something stinky", the kids cry out.

Stacy arrives home and usually comes in through the front but she smelled the stench as she approached the front door and curiosity leads her to the back yard.  Tom curious about the smell as well decides to go check where it was coming from.  He opens the patio door and sees his wife sitting in the patio furniture smoking.  A confused Tom, knowing his wife has never smoked, smacked the cigar out her hand.  Stacy just stared in shock as she watches her sister puff and blows the clouds into the air. 

"Jackie, what are you doing?  When did you start to smoke, out of all things, CIGARS!?" Tom yelled.

Jackie stood up tall out of her seat with her chest sticking out like man, took her hand and slapped Tom so hard that he fell into the patio doors and shattered the glass.  Stacy runs to Tom's aid and asked him if he was ok.  Stacy finds the continuously burning cigar on the ground, picks it up and sticks it in the back of Jackies' neck. "AGHHHHHHHHH! You bitch! What has gotten into you?"

Stacy suddenly sees the children, gathers herself up off the floor, barely stepping on Tom and trying to avoid falling on the broken glass, grabs the kids and runs up the stairs.  Stacy places the crying children in their room and tells them to stay there.  Stacy walks in haste to the phone located on the second floor hall to call the police.  Stacy grabs phone, and before she dials a sharp tug of her hair and head is snatched back making her lose balance, and falls backwards.  Jackie is now hovering over Stacy as she lays on her back in pain, "GET MY SON BACK HERE!" a strange yet familiar male voice emerged out of Jackie's mouth.  Tom stumbles up the stairs and yells, "JACKIE, JACKIE!"  Jackie collapses on top of Stacy and falls into a sleep until a cup of cold water awakens her.

                         SHARALONDA/SHY/PERCY JR./ITT    

Sharalonda opens her brown eyes wide and fast, jumping up in such a panic.  The well-lighted room smells very sterile.  Its looks like some type of lab.  She sees cages of white mice and monkeys in glass cages.  She tries to get off the cot only to realize the material bondage that prisons her.  She screams and the lights flicker.  She looks up at the dropped tile ceiling and spots cameras in the corners.

Francesca sits pleasantly in a security room watching her prisoner and flicks a button, "Hello Sharalonda dear, you shouldn't be so resistant.  It will only hurt you in the end.  I'm sure you are starving so I will get one of my staff to come feed you and just FYI you will be having company soon." Francesca flicks the button off and sees Sharalonda mouth moving wide and angry assuming she is yelling.  "Poor girl, poor dumb girl, get her some of the special mice soup, she will need her strength," she tells a staff member.

Sharalonda fighting the bondage so tough that the cot tip over causing her it bust her nose.  "When I get a hold of you, you sick bitch, I'ma kill you!  You betta hope I die or you kill me first you son of a bitch! Aghhhhh!"

(MEANWHILE)

Percy Jr. walks over to his aunts' house where his siblings are.  "Have you heard from her, aunt Quanda?"

"Na boy, you ask me that every damn day na, you got some money to help me feed y'all, cause shit that's all I'm worried about right now.  Y'all are greedy and why you over here eating my food anyways.  I know that big girl got some food, hell she wouldn't got that big if she hadn't.  Looking like Grimace or Hamburgler.  Boy, let me tell you this if yo momma call or come by I will tell you other than that don't keep asking me.  Shit I'm mad cause she dump her damn kids on me anyways, shit.  Go to the store and get me a pack a cigarettes and a Pepsi.  Make yourself useful."

Percy Jr, took his aunt Quanda's money and walked sadly to the corner store.  He sees Shy in the distant and jogs lightly to catch up with him.

(Panting) "Hey Shy, what's up?" Percy Jr. asked.

"Nothing.  Just leaving a friend's house."

"Who?"

Shy stopped walking and look at Percy Jr. in his eyes, "Man you sho is nosey."

"Percy, where are you coming from?"

"My aunt's house."

"Any word on your mom?  Have you spoken to your dad?" Shy asked.

"Looks who's nosey?" Percy Jr. joked.

"Whatever," Shy said.

"How is your mother?"

"The same as yesterday when I saw her.  Thanks for asking," Shy said sadly.

A yellow Lamborghini pulls up beside Shy and Percy Jr. "Shy!" the driver yelled out.  "You left this."  The 30 something driver handed Shy a duffle bag and Shy gave him a nervous, quick peck on his cheek. 

The driver drives off and Shy stands there looking for a response from Percy Jr.  "Who was..." Percy Jr. started to asked until he was paused by Shy hand.

"Don't you have something to do?" Shy asked as they both stood in front of the liquor store.

"Be like that, punk." Percy Jr. said.

Shy continued walking until he reached his home; Itt greeted Shy as he approached the porch.  "Who was that?" Itt asked.

"What are you talking about?"

"The old ass man in the car," Itt asked.

"Mind your business.  Obviously, there is nothing going on here," Shy said.

Itt grabs Shy by his arm and pulls him inside the empty house and up the stairs.  Shy not even trying to put up a fight allows Itt to take the lead.  Itt closes the bedroom door.  Inside the bedroom, a shirt is toss on the floor followed by underwear a pair of sunglasses and the cap the Itt was wearing.  Itt kisses Shy passionately with his slightly blackened from blunt smoked lips tasting the afternoon lunch on his breath.  At times, the kisses were too hard and Shy pulled away.  Shy is extremely nervous, not sure of how this first encounter is gonna turn out, will his father walk in on them in this ridiculous, needed, desperate embrace.  Shy is relentlessly listening for noise in the house and it is not allowing him to freely grant him self to Itt.  "You father is at the hospital and your brothers and sisters are at your aunts, so relax," Itt said to calm down Shy.

Itt explored Shy's slender body and the scars that roofed his skin.  Itt was in a moment and was not concerned about anything but releasing and showing Shy how much he really cared for him.  It was time for Itt, he thought that maybe he would lose him had he not taken the relationship to the next level.  Shy returned the favor, as his dreams were becoming a vivid 3-D movie that he was starring.  The inexperience dual didn't have an ideal of how the licking, tasting, penetrating and exploring would take shape, all they knew is that the touch of their bare skins tangled and they couldn't get enough.  Shy drops a tear that sparkled in the sun as it landed on Itt's cheek while he felt the pain-pleasured of Itt enters him.   Loud moans and stiffened bodies condensates sweat in the heated bedroom.  A loosened Shy walks around in circles on the bedroom floor with shaking knees as Itt leans his head out the window smoking a cigarette when suddenly a noise interrupts the desirable peace.  Scrambles of throwing clothes, aerosol fills the room of vanilla aroma, and in record time they chilled when the knock on the bedroom door and voice of Robert call Shy's name.

                          TRACY/LAUREN

Lauren sits comfortably on her plush sofa in her great room across from Tracy.  She shakes her head in disbelief as Tracy finishes filling her in on the conversation he had with Jon.

"Well Tracy, you know you are welcomed to stay here as long as you need (sigh)," Lauren said.

"Are you sure?  You seem reluctant about it," Tracy said.

"No, I just don't want us to have buyer's remorse.  We are such good friends and you what they say 'you don't really know someone until you live under the same roof'", Lauren said.

"You wouldn't even know I'm here," Tracy said.

"It's just me, Tracy; I'm so used to being here by myself.  I will get over it.  Come on and help me start dinner," Lauren said.

Lauren and Tracy walks into the newly remodeled kitchen awkwardly passing each other from the coverts to the counters excusing each other each time.  Lauren is standing over the stove salting boiling water and when she turns around, Tracy is right in front of her.  They stare at each other and Lauren's breathing starts to form heavy.

"Um hmmm, oh, excuse me," Lauren said as Tracy continues to stand in front of her.

Tracy grabbed Lauren and gave her a tight squeeze.  "Thank you, Lauren.  I love you."

"I love you too Trace," Lauren said as she leans back to retrieve her personal space and burnt her buttock on the hot stove.  "Ouch!" Lauren yelled and jumped into Tracy, Tracy looses his balance and falls on the floor and Lauren falls directly on top of him.

To Be Continue.........

Episode 24

JANET & JON






"I'm here to see Janet Capt."






"Relationship and name, sir?"






"Wife...ex-wife, Jon Capt"






"Is she expecting you?"






"No."






"Ok, well wait over there."






The attendant pulls Janet's file and opens it, leaves it on her desk and walks away. Jon is curious to see if Janet is better or worse so he sticks his hand through the opening of the secured window and grabs the file off the desk. He read the word "pregnant" and hears voices approaching, getting louder and louder. He hurries and puts the folder back on the desk and sits back in the chair.






The attendant walks up with a nurse. "Jon Capt?" the nurse called.






"Yes." Jon said and stood up.






"I'm nurse Levante, I will escort you to see Mrs. Capt. I must first tell you that you are her first visitor since she has been in here. I have to ask you something that is a bit personal, if you don't mind." They walk down the brightly lighted hall that is full with colorful voices, chatting, moans, and cries. Jon is regretting that he had Janet put away and now learning that she is pregnant makes it even worst for him.






"Well go ahead I'm listening," Jon said.






"Are you aware that she is expecting a child?" Nurse Levante asked.






"No, I was not aware."






"She says that you are the father. How long has it been since you too...?"






"Ha...no. I assure you i'm not the father."






"Well she seems to say otherwise. This is her room. Sometimes she doesn't remember so just be patient with her. She is very short fused so don't take anything personal. Leave the door open for security reasons," Nurse Levante instructed.






Jon walks inside the cold dorm room and sees Janet lying on her back. He notices her belly and it hits him that what he read and heard is all-true.






"Janet?" Jon speaks in a low voice.






"Hi, Jon," Janet says not even looking at Jon but continues to look at the ceiling.






"How are you?"






"How's Tracy?"






"Right now I'm more concern about you."






"Did she have the baby?"






"I'm..."






"DID SHE HAVE THE BABY JON? IT'S JUST ONE FUCKING QUESTION!" Janet yelled.






"No, not yet. When are you due?"






"It's your baby Jon."






"My baby?"






"Yeah Jon, it's yours or did you think we make babies by ourselves?"






"But we have not had sex."






Janet raises her body up from the bed and stands in front of Jon, lifts her shirt up and grabs his hand, places his hand on her belly.






"Feel your baby Jon."






Jon snatches his hands away from Janet.






"Janet, I came here to see if you needed anything. I don't know why I even bothered. You're not getting better, you're getting delusional. Come on tell me, who's baby is it?" Jon demanded.






"It's your motha fucking baby Jon. IT'S YOURS. Remember...just let me put the head in, just a little taste. Remember, you piece of shit. I was so stupid and let you. You still the punk, weak, pussy, bitch I met. I don't care how much money you got. Why the FUCK you hear anyway? Shouldn't you be running up behind that confused mangina Tracy? You fucked with the wrong bitch Jon Capt."






"Mr. Capt, maybe you should leave. She seems to be upset." An attendant suggested.






"You think! The bitch is in the right place. You know Janet I came here cause I have a bit of compassion for you, but you don't have to worry about me anymore." Jon walks out of the room and he starts to here whispers 'Tracy, Tracy, Tracy, Tracy'. He stops and looks back.






"Mr. Capt, come this way. I'm sorry you had to deal with that," the attendant said.






Janet sits up in her bed and remembers the random guy at the bar whom she let have his in the bathroom. "I'm pregnant by a fucking REDNECK! Aghhhhhhhhhhhhh".






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TRACY






"Jon we need to talk, I know I have not spoken or seen you in days but I lost the baby," Tracy says.






Jon turns his desk chair around from facing the window, points a pistol at Tracy and pulls the trigger.






The elevator door open snaps Tracy out of her day-mare 'DING'. "Hey, Tracy? You here to see Jon?" Becky asked.






"Hello Becky, yeah I am. Is he busy?"






"I'll call him." Becky calls Jon and tells Tracy he can go into Jon's office.






"Long time, don't see. Is everything okay? How's the baby?"






"Jon, I lost the baby last week."






"Oh noooooo, here have a seat. Why are you just telling me? What happened? This is terrible." A devastated Jon said.






"It was a lot of complications, Jon. I can't have anymore kids," Tracy said.






"Was it because of this whole (points his finger at her body) transformation thing?" Jon said getting angry.






"No, Jon. It can happen to any woman. Besides I stop taken hormones once I found out and the doctors told me everything was fine."






"I will sue!"






"Jon! I seen four different doctors and they all said the same thing. So I know this is tragic for you and I'm sorry. I need to know what happens from here, our arrangement?"






"You wait a week to tell me you killed my kid and then you come and ask me about a FUCKING ARRANGEMENT! THE ARRANGEMENT IS OFF! GET OUT OF MY OFFICE AND DON'T EVER COME BACK!" Jon yelled.






Lauren is standing at Becky's desk when she hears the shouting coming out of Jon's office.






"Becky is that Tracy in there?" Lauren asked.






"I'm afraid so," Becky answered.






Tracy hurries out of Jon's office and sees Lauren.






"Lauren I may need to stay with you, but I will catch up with you later, ok? Please don't ask me anything right now, I have to leave. Just come to my place around 6," Tracy said with a shaky voice.






"O..Okay," Lauren said.






Lauren is reluctant to go to Jon's office but takes a chance anyway. She opens his office door slowly and hears him on the phone. She begins to eavesdrop.






'Hey baby, I know we had hard times and now that you are having my baby I am ready to make this thing work. Tracy is completely out the picture we can rebuild what we have. I'm so sorry for what has happened'.






Lauren closes the door and walks back to Becky desk. "Did Tracy tell him about losing the baby?"






"I think so," Becky answered.






"So who else did he get pregnant?" Lauren asked.






"PREGNANT?! Lauren I think my water just broke."






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ROBERT, CARLA, ITT, and BRANDY






Robert stands over Carla as she lies in the hospital bed. He holds her hand and tears are forming in his eyes.






"Baby please, wake up. I should have never went to New York," Robert whimpers.






"Dad you didn't know that this would have happened," Brandy consoles her father.






"It's all my fault. I should not have come here in the first place," Itt said.






"Itt, we should just tell them," Brandy said.






"Tell what?" Robert asked.






"Nothing, she don't mean nothing," Itt said and grabs Brandy by the arm and pulls her into the hospital hallway.






"What's wrong with you? You know what that would do to your family?" Itt said.






"LOOK AT WHAT IT HAS ALREADY DONE. MY MOM IS IN THAT ROOM FIGHTING FOR HER LIFE!!" Brandy yelled.






"SOMEBODY BETTER TELL ME WHAT IS GOING ON RIGHT NOW!!, Robert insisted.






"I smoked weed with Itt, that's why I thought I was sick," she looks up and sees a thin figure running toward them in the hall. As the figure gets closer, she realizes that Shy must have gotten the news about their mother in the hospital.






"Where's mom?" Shy said.






"Shy, where have you been?" Brandy asked






"Google me, bitch. You betrayed me. You are my sister and you are sleeping with Itt, the person you know I would have taken a bullet for," Shy said.






"I never slept with Itt, Shy," Brandy says.






"Then what's the big secret. You know what? I really don't care anymore. I'm here to see mom. Hi dad," Shy said.






"We will get to the bottom of this. Just calm down. Brandy, no more soda for you, Gatorade and water," Robert said.






"What was wrong with Brandy? Not that I should really care," Shy asked.






"Dehydration," Itt said.






"I was speaking to my pops," Shy said.






Itt rushes towards Shy and plunge his forearm at Shys' neck forcing him against the wall. "Look man, I have been biting my tongue but I'm sick of your shit. You don't even know and you are assuming what you think is happening."






Robert grabs Itt and pulls him away from his son. "Shy, your sister and Itt smoked marijuana and she thought she got sick from it, that's all so calm down."






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CARLA (Inside her coma)






"I want you to fire her. She is not a good fit for the store and I don't trust her," Carla said.






"Thunders' friend?" Robert asked.






"Yes dear, you do it or I will do it myself," Carla said and grabs the bell that sits on arm of the beach chair, she shakes it and a 20 something white male with a crisp, starched uniform hurries to her attention.






"Yes ma'am?" the help asked.






Carla points at her wine glass, "I thought I told you to keep it coming, please don't let me raise this bell again. Is that understood?"






"Sorry ma'am, I'll get the champagne right away," the help said.






Robert looks at Carla sideways with an disgusted look on his face and notices Carla checking the young helper out as he walks away.






"She won't be fired, Carla. What has gotten into you?" Robert said.






"Robert, I'm not a Rubix Cube, I'm not hard to figure out. I want things my way from now on. I have been catering to what you want for years, raising the kids, taken others in, putting everyone first, especially you. It's my time Robert and that's no compromise. So get with it or get on, son. It's all about me. And you bets believe Robert she will be gone by next week. (Carla positions herself more comfortable in the beach chair and looks up to the sky) And that's me being nice. If Thunder want to take his ass on, he can go to. So please just shut up and soak up the rays, maaan." Carla said nonchalantly.






TO BE CONTINUE....

Episode 23

                                 FRANCESCA TAGLIANO



Francesca Tagliano feels refreshed, relaxed after her vacation, and relieved that she had Charles Romaine the Third put down. She is proud that she was able to accomplish what her previous mafia generation couldn't or simply have the balls to do. Francesca is sitting in the back of the limo and yells at the driver to turn the music up. She loves Lady GaGa, she feels that she is daring and brave and have balls to do what ever she feels, and she admires that. Of course being a fan, she is bothered that Lady GaGa calls her fans "little monsters" and the first opportunity she get to meet her she will express that to Lady GaGa in one way or another.




Francesca Tagliano pulls up in front of What's the Skinny Bakery. She walks inside and instantly eyes falls upon her. Her glowing beige skin and tight fitted dress makes an impression of 'what are you doing in a place like this'. Not to say that the bakery isn't remarkable and classy, but you wouldn't think a lady of this grand gesture would set foot inside, maybe send someone inside, but not herself. Robert greets her at the counter; she gently steps around the counter and sees the surprised look on Roberts' face.



"Hello Bobby," Francesca says in a very seductive tone.



"Hello Francesca, I though you were a silent partner," Robert said with an attitude.



Francesca stood close in Roberts face with a blank but serious look on her face. "Tisk, tisk, Bobby. Jackie? That is your name sweetie, RIGHT? Fetch me some of your finest water (she looks around at the decor) that you can find in mmmy establishment,"



"Excuse me Robert," Jackie says trying to get around Robert to fill Francesca request.




"You can't come hear and talk to the staff that way," Robert said frankly.



"Oh, sorry Bobby, it won't happen again. (In a southern tone) Where ARE my manners? (Laughs)."

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Jackie was walking pass the office with a bottled water for Francesca in her hand when she was summons by Percy.



"Hey Percy, what's up?" Jackie asked.



"Hey don't let her get to you. I know you are under a lot of stress and you are such a sweetheart. However, if you need to take time off let us know," Percy said still concerned about the incident in the street.



"Thank you Percy (she gives him a hug). I'm sure I will be fine, just stress like the doctor said. I'm learning to take it easy and I need to be here. My stress isn't the job. I just have to get things in order with my sister Stacy. You and Robert have been so kind to me, thank you. By the way Francesca isn't a bad person, just mis-guided (she smiles and continues on her quest to deliver the water to Francesca)."



Percy thinks to himself 'she is a hell of a lady' and continues to do his paper work until he hears, "WHERE IS MY WATER, DID SHE GET IT FROM THE HUDSON RIVER?!" Percy walks out the office to the front.



"I'm sorry ma'am, I got side tracked," Jackie responded.



"HEY! HEY! Look you can't speak to anybody like that in here..." Robert says until Jackie cuts him off.



"It's ok Robert, calm down please," Jackie said.



"You can learn a lot from her Bobby and I suggest you do," Francesca says and walks out the bakery, cleans her hands with a sanitary wipe, and walks to her limo.



Jackie watches Francesca walk out the bakery with a sly smirk. Robert sees the look and then looks at Percy. "Jackie?"



"Yes Robert?"



"Are you really ok?"



"Of course, I'm a big girl," Jackie replied and continue to serve the shocked customers that just witness the bizarreness of the head lady mafia Francesca Taliano. A male voice in Jackie's head speaks (that bitch will get hers).



"My plane leaves in an hour, Thunder are you sure you can handle the store?" Robert asks.



"Robert, I have my own business. I think I can handle the store. (Percy grabs Robert's shoulder and hustle him out the door) Go take care of your wife and kids. They need you right now," Percy insisted.



"Layla, thanks for being here. You are a life saver," Robert said.



"Go Robert! We got it," Layla said, went, and stood next to Percy.



Once outside the bakery Robert sees Francesca's limo. "You need a ride to the airport, Bobby?" Robert looks down at his watch and realized that he may have a better chance getting to the airport quicker with Francesca help. He walks toward the limo and the door opens, he gets inside. Francesca tosses the bottled water out the window and the limo takes off to the airport.



                                           SAHRALONDA



"Sahralonda?!" An officer called out.



"WHAT!"



"Your bail is posted. You free to go. We have a lady from protective services here to talk to you about your kids."



"Shit. I don't feel like dealing with this shit right now. Who posted my bail?"



"Fran, or something like that. She left already. C'mon na, enough with the questions," The officer said irritable.



Sahralonda walks through the lobby of the precinct. "Excuse me, Sahralondre. Sahralondon," CPS lady said.



"Bitch! Why do you wanna talk to me and you can't even get my fucking name right? I don't wanna talk to you, obviously. So take yo ass back to yo little suburban house with yo white picket fence, and leave me the fuck alone."



"I'm the only chance you got to maybe getting your kids back".



"What? I ain't abusing them. So, what the fuck you saying? They not at my sister's?"



"The children feels otherwise, ma'am".



"Children should be seen, not heard. (Sahralonda walks up in her face) By the way, Lilly White, I'm not an old ass ma'am. If you don't have the credentials or education to pronounce my name correctly maybe they need to take your kids, otay?"



Sahralonda rolls her eyes and walks out the police station and sees a limo. The window rolls down half way. A graceful, manicured hand gesture her to approach and she do so. The door opens and Sahralonda climbs in and the limo takes off. Ms. Carmichael, the CPS worker, stands on the top of the stairs outside the police station and watches Sahralonda get in the limo, she takes a pen and writes down the license plate number and leaves.



                                                    STACY



"Hi, my name is Stacy, and I'm a drug addict."



"Hi, Stacy," the NA group says in unison.



"Today I am 14 days clean and it has been a struggle. My sister, Jackie, has given me this opportunity and I appreciate her for it. I miss my son; I understand he is in living with her boss Robert home in Minnesota. I'm sure Itt doen't want to talk to me and that is the hardest thing for me at this point other than staying clean. I want a job, but it is hard looking for a job with no experience. The only experience I have is cooking up drugs to use."



"Have you tried calling your son?" an NA member asked.



"No, now that I am clean, I can feel all the shame that was hidden all these years. I wouldn't even know where to begin," Stacy said with tears in her eyes. Stacy looks up and sees Jackie running into the room. Jackie grips Stacy arm and squeezes hard, "we need to go get Itt!" Jackie demanded. Stacy plants her feet on the floor and snatches her arm back, "What's the urgency? Why are grabbing me like that?" Stacy asked shocked at the way her sister is behaving. Jackie eyes were fully dilated, scary and seemed familiar like someone from the pass. Jackie eyes suddenly became normal as she snaps back into her self.




"Oh, hey Stacy, what's going on?" Jackie says and looks at the NA group staring at her like she needs to be in the meeting as well.



"What's going on is that you come grabbing my arm like you was crazy. What's gotten into you?" Stacy said worried.



"I don't know. Can you take me home? I think I need to lie down," Jackie said confused.



"Is everything okay?" a NA member asked.



"Yeah, yes. Everything will be okay, thank you," Stacy said with a forced smile and hurried out of the building.



                                                BECKY



"I can't wait to get in our house. Jon has been impossible," Becky says.



"How much time will it be till they are finished?" Lauren asked.



"They are scheduled to install the tile in the kitchen and put the appliances in on Wednesday and we will be ready once it's done."



"Well you don't have long. Hand in there, girlfriend."



"Speaking of "girlfriend" what's up with you and Tracy? I see how you look at him and him at you."



"I like Trace, Becky. But it's so complicated right now. You know he was with Jon and the whole lost pregnancy thing...," Lauren puts her hand over her mouth and realized that she just talked too much.



"WHAT? Are you serious?"



Lauren gets up from behind her desk and pace the floor with her arms flying in the air, "girl you are not to repeat that to anyone". Lauren makes sure her office door was locked. "I was sworn to secrecy, oh my gosh, I shouldn't have said anything. Tracy is gonna kill me."



"I won't say anything, I promise. But I heard that Janet was pregnant. Do you think that it's Jons'?" Becky asked.



"Bitch you lying? Janet is not pregnant?" Lauren said shocked.



"No girl I'm telling you the truth. What I wanna know is, from who?" Becky says.



"Jon doesn't know?"



"No."



"How did you find out?" Lauren asked.



"I have a friend who works in the facility where she is," Becky said.



"Well if it is Jon's baby, Tracy loosing his baby...I don't even know. This some soap opera shit for real. But Becky please don't say anything to anyone about Tracy," Lauren said.



"I won't, don't worry. My lunch break is over. I will talk to you later." Becky said and walked out Laurens office. She rushes to her desk, picks up her phone and makes a call, "girl I got something to tell you..."



To Be Continued....