Episode 7

                                                                  Janet

RINNNGGGGG……..RINNNGGGGG

“Why isn’t she answering?” Janet asks.

She dials again and it goes straight to Tracy’s voice mail. The husky toned voice mail says ‘Hi, you know who you reached and you know what to do…Beeep’

“Hi honey, it’s me.  The services for Jon are done.  It’s a good thing he was cremated
because I wouldn’t want to have gone to one of those stores or whatever and get him a pine box.  Plus, me dealing with his family, agh, I don’t even wanna discuss. You know the insurance company is giving me a hard time.  They are telling me that his insurance is void.  I called my lawyer and left a message.  I’m gonna sue the hell out of them.  And when I own the insurance company I will make you the CEO….” The voice mail system cut her off.

She looks at her phone as if it had made a mistake. She walks around her 2500 square feet Victorian style home and she feels empty as the house does.  She goes into her bedroom and she can smell the scent of Jon and suddenly she burst into tears as she lays in the fetal position on the king size Trump Bed Collection. 

                                                            Meanwhile

(Carnival music playing) Tracy and 4 of his friends are enjoying a day at the carnival.  Tracy keeps pulling out his phone and pressing ‘end’ to send the calls directly to voice mail.

“I got some good news.  Jon is making me the CEO of the company”.

“Why?” Don asks.

“So what is really going on?  I thought you like girls and now you got this ladies husband,” Cedric says.

“I…”Tracy tries to speak.

“What are yall talking about? Did I miss something? You got a man?  But you had surgery and taking….?” Tamia said and confused about all of the questions.

“So….yeah…like Trace is having an affair with this lady, his boss, at his job.  Her name is Janet.  He is now sleeping or something with her husband.  He fake a death and Janet don’t know.  He bought the company and now we hear he is making him CEO”, Tina, the big mouth of the group, says.

“Umm yeah, what Tina said”, Tracy says.

Tamia mouth is wide open in shock and turns to the group and everyone in unison
shakes their heads up and down.

“Well, I’m sure there is a very good reason why you decided to do whatever it is you
are doing.  And frankly, who are we to judge?  Cedric, you are on the down low.  Yes that’s right.  And Miss Tina, you just, I don’t even wanna go there with you.  Don, aren’t you doing your secretary and her husband is your right hand man at the office.  So anyway…..” Tamia says while getting cut off by the group.

“AND YOU’RE A CLOSET REPUBLICAN FREAK!!” everyone yells.

Tina looks around and everyone starts to laugh. They stand in line for rides and enjoy the rest of their outing.

                                                         The next day

                                                               Janet

 

She walks into the office with her heels damn near cracking the limestone tile.  “Good morning people.  How’s everyone doing today?” she says pleasantly.

She walks over to Tracys’ desk and takes a moment to stare and walks into her office.

Three weeks ago she applied for the CEO position at Unigrow and an announcement of
the position is coming up at the end of the week.  She is so excited and confident that she is a shoe-in.  She has her credentials and she is free of Jon and has her boy-toy Tracy.  Nothing is gonna spoil her week.  She dials Tracy extension.

“Heeeey”.

“Hi Janet”.

“Did you get my message?”

“I got it this morning.  My phone wasn’t charged up last night”.

“Oh, so how was the carnival?”

“Oh, we had a ball.  We…..” 

Janet cuts Tracy off, “Yeah, yeah, yeah, I’m glad you had a good time.  You needed that time with your fiends because you are gonna be the supervisor and that’s a real busy job.  Now don’t tell anyone but an announcement will be made at the end of the week of the new CEO since that bitch Ronda left.  I applied for the job and with my swag and credentials I know I got it.  So I will make my favorite person a supervisor and we are gonna run this bitch. Tracy, I know I don’t tell you often but I appreciate you and I don’t know how I would have made it through this ordeal without you.  Alright my other line is ringing so get to work.”

“Hello, Janet.  This is Carla.  I heard about Jon and wanna give you my
condolences.”

“Well, why would you wait till after the services? You are the only sister I got. You could have brought your fat ass down here and gave me a hand.  I called and you just ignored my calls.  I hope Robert don’t have a heart attack and die and you call me for help.  You can just loose my number, Krispie Kreme!” Janet yells and slams the phone
down.  She looks up and Tracy is standing in her doorway.  Tracy is disgusted at the way she talked to her sister and had a breaking point.

“Janet, I need the rest of the week off”.

“You can’t have it”.

“I have some important business I have to attend too”.

“Your business is here with me.  You attend too me.  And I can’t even believe this
conversation is going on this long.  Get out of my office!” Janet says already highly irritated.

“You know what Janet? I can’t do this anymore. I can’t take this ‘you think you are
God’ attitude anymore. I’m not your damn child and this will be the last time you talk to me like this. Who the fuck do you think I am? Jon?!  Bitch my name is Tracy and I’m to old to have some miserable, non-coping, wannabe power strung, worn out bitch treat me like a fuck’n 13 year old. Now that Jon is dead you’ll probably be alone for the
rest of your life and that I’m sure of. Nobody likes you, you have no friends and from what it sounds like your sister will really be leave’n your ass alone and I’m sure Jon is having a party in his grave now that he doesn’t have to hear your ugly, irritating ass voice anymore and deal with your fucked up ass attitude. You don’t deserve condolences, you should be thanked for putting that man out of his misery, and he needed the condolences for having to deal with your bullshit for all these years. It’s funny to me you think you deserve to be a CEO, BITCH PLEASE! The way your going nothing good is gonna happen for you, you don’t deserve it, you didn’t deserve Jon and DAMN! sho don’t muthafuckn deserve ME!. It’s really fuck’d up that Jon got stuck with your shoe on his foot, because you are a real BITCH! And bitches like you always go down in fuck’n flames, you just wait and this isn’t a threat it’s a muthafuckin promise, hoe.”Tracy says.

 

Janet is burgundy and for the first time at a lost for words.  Veins are sticking out from her forehead and on the verge of bursting.  The customer service reps are all peaking over their cubical walls and in shock and the calls are ringing off the hook.  The office seemed to be in chaos.

 

Tracy walks out of Janet’s office sad and relived.  Janet sits and rage took her over.  She gets out of her chair and storms to Tracy’s desk with trembling legs she can barely walk in her Prada heels.

“Where is it?” Janet says.

“He left”, Lauren (Janet’s assistant) answers.

“That freak is dead to me”, Janet says to herself.

She walks back towards her office and yells, “BACK TO WORK!!”

                                                              Stacy

Stacy walks back to her apartment building and she sees familiar objects laid out on
the sidewalk.  She tries her keys and they failed her.  She starts to panic.  She runs to a payphone to call Paul and gets his voice mail.  She dials The Boss and he fills her in on the news that Paul was killed in the plane crash and Itt is doing fine, he is just suffering a concussion and he is in the hospital in Minnesota.  She goes back to the apartment building and tries to gather as much of her clothes that will fit in the trash bag she found in an alley on her way back.  She is not scared because she knows that The Boss is not gonna let her and Itt live on the streets.  She waits on the stairs of the building waiting on The Boss knowing he would have someone pick her up and she would have a new apartment in no time.  No one ever showed up and day turns into night as the cold air hits her face tears begin to travel down her cheeks.

                                                         11 years ago

19 year old Stacy had left the girls home. The staff had a bittersweet feeling about her leaving.  She was all trouble but they loved Itt.  They knew that he was a special child and was sad to see him go.  Stacy had told everyone that she had a boyfriend and was moving in with him.  She had stayed at the home long enough and was tired of the restrictions and rules. When she knocked on the door of the boyfriends apartment a young girl answered ‘can I help you suga’ Stacy stood in front of the girl and look pass
her and seen her boyfriend with two other young girls.  They were kissing and laughing and Stacy had a look of agony  on her face.  He had promised that once she leaves the home she and Itt could come and stay with him, this guy that she gave herself too and had fallen deeply in love with.  She hurried down the stairs and stood with her son in the streets and a Town Car with tinted windows pulled up.  She looks but can not see who is in the back seat as the windows rolled only partly down. 

“Get in”.

Stacy looks around to see if this person was talking to her.

“Yeah, you get in.  You want that boy to freeze?”

Stacy grabs 6 year old Itt’s hand and gets inside the car.  Once inside there is a man that looks familiar but she can’t quite place his face.

"Why are you helping me?"

“Well, a young lady shouldn’t be standing on the street with a 6 year old”.

“How did you know he was 6?”

“Because, he is my son”, The Boss said.

Stacy grabs the handle of the door and suddenly it locks.  She grabs Itt and puts him on her lap.

“What are you gonna do to us?” scared Stacy asks.

“Relax, Stacy.  I’m not gonna hurt you.  That facility you have been staying in isn’t
free.  Who do you think owns it?  I have been caring for you and my son this whole time.  Look.  I’m sorry about your mom, but business is business.  Yeah, I’m not particularly proud the way I handle things, but hey, it is what it is”.  He pulls out a needle and sticks it in her arm.  She jerks her arm back.

“What did you just do?” Cries Stacy.

“Aw, don’t worry (she barely makes out what he says) it will make you feel
good.  Don’t you feel good, Stacy?”

She shakes her head up and down and her arm releases Itt.  She starts to feel light and her problems diappear. She looks at The Boss and asks, "Who are you?"

“My name is Charles Roman the Third, also known as the father of that boy”.

Itt looks at him. “I’m hungry”.

“What do you like to eat, son?”

“McDonalds”, Itt says.

“Driver, pull into that McDonalds!” The Boss demanded.

Stacy wakes up in a, fully decorated, classic New York brownstone. She is in a bit of pain and don’t understand why she is feeling this strange urge.  She remembers Charles, the man that raped her, and him sticking her with a needle.  Itt stands over his mother while she lies on the couch. 

“Momma?”

“What?” Stacy says with irritation.

“McDonalds was good”.

 

Stacy puts her hand on Itt’s face and pushed him to the side.  She starts to mumble to herself ‘did he leave a number’ she is checking her pockets and finds a number and a cell phone.  She dials.

“What did you give me?” Stacy asks.

                                      To be continued…..

C0-written
Jermaine Ryan Moore.

Episode 6

Itt

Never been on a plane before a nervous Itt walks up the stairs and inside he sees animal prints, wood grain, and expensive soft leather tastefully decorated space.  However the stench of cigar lingered in the air fighting the scent of potpourri.  Walking out from the cock pit is the stranger that frequents Itts home and wakes up and walks around naked with no shame showing off his 40 something waist. 

“What are you doing here?” Itt asks.

“Don’t worry about me.  I’m making sure that you got everything you need”, the stranger says.  He hands Itt an envelope totaling $1500.00 in cash.

“He already took care of me”, Itt says patting his jacket to feel the envelope that was once given to him and realizes its missing.  He thinks ‘THAT BITCH STACY’.  He snatches the money from the stranger.

“Boy! Itt, you…lucky you…..”

“I’m lucky what?!”  Itt hops up from his chair.  The stranger pushes him back into his seat.

“Calm yo ass down.  This is not the time, nor the place”.

The engine of the plane revs and fastens seatbelt light flashes on. 

“Put yo seatbelt on, boy”.  The stranger says.

“The name is Itt.  I’d appreciate if you call me by that”, Itt said with authority in his voice almost sounding like his father.

“And my name is Paul and you can call me Mr. Paul.  You got that?” Paul said with authority.

“Yeah, I got it”, Itt said quietly.

He looks out the window as the plane is moving faster and faster and then lifts.  He grabs the arm rest and looks over at Paul sitting in the seat across from him and then quickly turns his head back looking straight ahead.  After 45 minutes into the flight his nervousness disappears and then reappears when the aircraft experience some turbulence.  Paul hears Itt panic and sits next to him.

“Calm down Itt.  This is natural.  It’s just a little turbulence.  It happens all the time”.

“Ok. Ok.  When are we gonna get there?  Do you have a phone I can use?”

Paul hands Itt the planes phone that is mounted next to him.  Itt pulls out a sheet of paper with Carla’s number written on it.  He dials.

“Hello?” Carla answers.

“Hi, this is Itt.”  Itt says.

“What is it?” Carla answers.

“No, this is Itt from the computer”, Itt says.

“Oh, I’m sorry.  Yes.  Yes.  I’m Shy’s mother, Itt.  I wanted to talk to you….”

“Can we talk in person?  I’m on my way to Minnesota now.”

“Yes, of course”.

She gives him the address and directions from the airport.

Shy

Noises of pain, grunting, and complaining is all you hear from Shy. 

“Come on now.  You got this.  Drop and give me 20,”Thunder yelled.

As he gets down on the musty floor breaking news flashes across the TV screens placed through out the gym.

‘It seems that only one person has made it out alive.  The passengers have not been identified just yet.  There was no one inside the school.  Stay tuned for further details.’ The news anchor reports.

“Isn’t that your school, Shy?” Thunder asks.

“Yeah, too bad school is out, then I wouldn’t have to take this class if a few select people were right in front of that plane”, Shy says with no empathy.

“Man that is tragic.  Be lucky you weren’t in there”, Thunder says.

“Why?  I probably am better off.” Shy says.

“You shouldn’t say things like that.  I wanna talk to you.  Come to my office”. Thunder says worried about Shy.

Just as they decide to go into Thunder’s office the news report that the identity of the survivor is Itt Chapmen.  Shy stood shocked and starts to run to the nearest trash bin to hurl.  Thunder runs over to Shy and places his hands on Shy shoulders and asks if he was ok.  “I’m fine”, Shy said while coughing up remains.

“Do you know him?” Thunder asks.

“(Coughing) yeah”, Shy replies.

Thunders’ phones ring in his office. He looks toward his office trying to decide should he answer or continue attending to Shy.  He decides to attend to Shy.  Even though he just met Shy he feels a connection with him.  He sees himself in Shy when he was his age and remembers the feelings of being bullied and having eating disorders.  He never had the problem of being a cutter, he turned to liquor.  But he has been sober for 3 years and turned his life around.  Shy asks Thunder if he can use his phone.

“Of course, take your time.”

“Dad, can you come a pick me up please?”

“You alright, Shy?  You sound sick.”

“I’m okay, dad.  Can you just come and get me?” Shy says.

Thunder sits and waits with Shy outside until Robert arrives.

He gets inside the car and Robert gets out and has a few words with Thunder.  They shake hands and Roberts gets inside the car, looks at Shy and then begin to drive.

“Dad, can you go by the Abbott Northwestern Hospital?”

“Are you ok?” Robert reaches his arm out and places his hand on Shy’s forehead.

“I’m not sick, Dad.  I think a friend of mine has been in an accident.”

Shy felt closeness with his dad and felt he could open up a little about what is going on.  He tells Robert about Itt and the plane crash.  Robert had been developing new

recipes most of the day so he had not watched the news. 

They arrive at Abbott Hospital.  Soon as Robert get to a stop sign Shy opens the door and runs inside the hospital.  He goes to the desk ‘Itt Chapmen?!’

“Sir, are you a relative”, the clerk asks.

“BITCH, LET ME SEE ITT CHAPMEN!” Shy yells.

A doctor walks up and signals the nurse that he would take care of the situation.  “Son, are you a relative of Itt?” The doctor says in a low and calm voice.

“Yes, he’s my….my brother”, Shy says.

“Come with me.” The doctor says. 

Robert runs into the hospital after he parks and calling ‘SHY….SHY, WHERE ARE YOU?’

The clerk stands and point in the direction that the doctor took Shy.  Robert realizes that he really needs to lose weight.  He is breathing heavy and drops to his knees.  A nurse walks up and assists Robert and demands another nurse to get him some water. 

Meanwhile

Shy stands in the doorway and lays his eyes on the most beautiful bruised, bandaged being that makes his heart skips a beat, Itt.  He is frozen and then he hears his father’s voice in a distant and his spell is broken.  Left foot steps ahead and slowing followed the right foot.  He now stands less than 4 inches over the person he has loved for the last year.  He faints…….

To be Continued…….

Episode 5

Stacy

POW!

Gun Shot heard just as he pulls his dick out of 13 years old Stacy.  She is rested on the bed and raises herself up with her arms braced on the mattress.  She looks astounded, shocked, and scared.  She looks at the man and sees blood running down the inner part of his thighs.  He was shot in his dick.   She turns toward the bedroom door and her eyes landed on her 11 year old sister, Jackie.  Jackie is shaking holding up this steel that is heavier than her scrawny arms.  Jackie drops the gun and runs to Stacy.  They both are crying and hugging.  They run out of the room and in the living room lays their mother.  She had been raped and murdered.  As they looked traumatized at the situation before them a middle aged women runs into the apartment and grabs them and takes them away.

10 minutes earlier

Sheila is in the apartment and in every room frantically looking for anything of value.  She owes a lot of money to a lot of people and trying to take care of her two daughters and keep a roof over their head was a struggle for this single mother.  She has been prostituting unwillingly, but when she started she found it was hard to stop.  It brought food in the house.  However, it was not enough money to pay bills and the loan sharks that was after her.

He kicks the door in and back hand slaps Sheila to the wooden cocktail table and it crumbles.  She screams ‘I need more time!’ He doesn’t respond.  She wrestles herself up to defend herself but she is no match for him.  “You can’t pay TODAY BITCH well; YOU DON’T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT IT.  I KNOW EXACTLY HOW TO GET MY DUE YOU TRASHY CUNT!”  He picks her up off the floor and throws her on the couch, pulls up her sun dress and inserts her and while he forces his nature inside, his large hands are on her throat choking her.  She can’t scream, she can’t make a single sound.  Her eyes begin to close and all she can think about is Stacy and Jackie in the other room.  A single tear and defeated spirit leaves.

He walks through the apartment forcibly moving anything in his way.  Stacy is hiding under the bed and Jackie is hiding in the closet.  Jackie always knew that the gun she found in an alley would one day come in handy.  He grabs Stacy and drags her from under the bed and proceeds to do the unthinkable.

6 months later

Jackie and Stacy have been living in a girl’s home and seem to be doing well considering the circumstances.  The girls were having lunch and as Stacy is walking she crouches over with her arms wrapped around her stomach and fluid begins to flush out of her.  They rushed her to the hospital and she gave birth to a premature boy.  She named him Itt because for a long time she did not want to accept the baby.  This is a rape seeded baby, she referred to her child.  She did not like that she had this baby by a monster that raped her.  She didn’t want to go on with the pregnancy, but once she found out she was pregnant she was too far along.  So whenever she referred to her baby boy ‘Bring IT bottle’ ‘change IT diaper’ ‘IT need a bath’.  The ‘IT’ grew on them after so long everyone was calling him It.  It was her sister’s idea to add the extra ‘T’, she likes the uniqueness. 

_______________________________________________________

Carla

Carla enters Shy’s room and she notices his computer is on.  She sits down and looks at all the messages between him and Itt.  As she is reading his messages she is learning the son that she raised is a completely different person.  She begins to feel that she failed as a mother.  She sees the message from Itt regarding the youtube video and she start to watch.  She starts to cry and remember how she was bullied in school and that she turned to food as a comforter.  She wants to contact Itt.  She decided to send Itt a message through Shy’s computer.

 To:  Itt

 From:  ImtheIsh

 Re:  Sh

                    Message:  Hi, Itt.  My name is Carla.  I am Sh’s Mother.

                                       I notice he talks to you a lot.  Right now he needs

                                       Needs some help.  He’s hurt.  I really don’t know

                                       What’s going on.  I wonder if I can talk to you.

                                       Please call me (507)555-3445.

                                        Thank you, Carla.

                                         Sh

Sh goes to his room after spending 3 days in a hospital bed.  He just can’t wait to turn on his computer.  He misses Itt so bad and the dream of Itt killing him is replaying over and over in his head.  He decided that he would just tell Itt the truth with hopes that they still can be friends.  Just as he opens his laptop Robert walks in without even knocking.  Before this scare they always knocked before going into any of the kid’s room. 

“I don’t wanna put any pressure on you, Shy, but I have a friend who specializes in self defense”, Robert said.

“Dad, what are you talking about?” Shy asks.

“Son we know about the video and the bullying and you need to know how to defend yourself.  I love you Shy.  You are my son. And I don’t care if you are gay or whatever, you are my boy.  I don’t want anything to happen to you.  I am gonna protect you the best I know how.  We are gonna fight this illness and we are gonna get better.  I love you and I can’t see myself letting you die or be hurt in any kind of way”.  Robert said with the deepest sympathy.

He walks over to Sh and gives him the biggest hug and Sh feels his daddy’s tears drop on the back of his neck and thinks ‘agh gross’.  Sh release his arms from around Robert.

“Dad, I love you too.  I don’t know what I was thinking.  I don’t like to fight.  Who is this guy, anyway?” Shy asks.

“They call him Thunder”, Robert says.

“Thunder!” Shy laughs.

“Look he’s good and he specializes in this type of thing.  We go to New York next week and I have a doctor you can talk too about the cutting.  It’s not good for you son.  You could have died.  I can’t even think about that right now.  Look as long as you are getting better is what counts.”  Roberts says.

Carla is standing in the doorway listening to Shy and her husband talk and feels so proud of the way Robert is taking control.  She walks into her room and places her face down in the pillow and begins to weep.  She is so hurt that she failed as a mother and don’t know how she would be able to connect with her son.

_____________________________________________________

Itt

Itt opens his laptop to see if he has any messages from Shy.  Once he logs on he feels a glow inside of him of happiness because he sees he has a message from Shy.  He reads.

To:  Itt

      From:  ImtheIsh

Re:  Sh

                    Message:  Hi, Itt.  My name is Carla.  I am Sh’s Mother.

                                       I notice he talks to you a lot.  Right now he needs

                                       Needs some help.  He’s hurt.  I really don’t know

                                       What’s going on.  I wonder if I can talk to you.

                                       Please call me (507)555-3445.

                                        Thank you, Carla

Itt is confused.  He doesn’t know if he should call or not.  He sits and thinks.  He grabs the phone and dials.

“I’m ready”. Itts says.

“Ok, I’ll call you back”. The person answers.

Itt sits there in silence waiting and he hears a knock on his door. 

“Come in”. Itt says

“Hey, son”?  Stacy says.

“What?”

“Hey, I was wondering about us spending some quality time together.  I wanna go see Precious, that Tyler Perry movie.  I hear its good and maybe we can go somewhere and eat and talk”. Stacy wondered.  “Why? Why now?  What’s your game Stacy?  You never wanted to do anything with me.  You barely even want me hear.  The only reason why I am here is so you can get your checks and when you get them we know where they go.  NOW DON’T WE STACY?” Itt shouts.

Itt’s phone rings.  Stacy leaves Itt’s room and seemed unaffected by her son’s disrespect.

“You said he’s here now?” Itt said excitedly.

He grabs his jacket and runs and hops in the limo and rides off to the airport.  As Stacy is looking out the window she has an envelope in her hand with money totaling $1000.00.  She makes a phone call.

“Umm your son is gonna need more money than what you gave him”. Stacy’s says with proud-ness in her voice.

“BITCH IMA….!!”

She slams the phone down and goes out to the New York streets and buys more drugs.

Episode 4

Itt

“Hey boss, this is my main man Itt”, Ty said.

“Itt? Itt, what?, The boss asked.

Itt, that’s his name.  He alright, he cool.  He needs a favor, Boss” Ty said.

Ty slightly pushes Itt in the back to let him know its ok to speak.

“Hi Boss, Sir, I…” Itt tried to speak but was intimidated by The Boss’s demeanor.

“I didn’t give you permission to speak, BOY!  I’m still hung up on your stupid ass name.  That’s a nickname right?  Tell me why they call you Itt”, The Boss said.

“No, it’s my name”, Itt said with tremble in his voice.

“Well Itt, I don’t like it.  If I’m gonna do business with you I’m gon call you Shit, It’s more appropriate, because that’s what you smell like and what you look like.  And when we finish I wanna asked you, TY, Why do you feel it’s appropriate to bring Shit in my presence?” The Boss said.

“Boss, I’m sorry”, Ty said.

“STOP IT! I hate the sorry ass excuses and hate the word SORRY! And I hate that I have to REPEAT MYSELF!  GET OUT OF MY SITE YOU DUMB MOTHERFUCKA!  SHIT you stay right here.” The Boss said aggravated.

“What do you need, son?” The Boss said with a low voice.

“I need…” Itt said nervously.

“Come closer, Itt”, The Boss said with a sensual voice.

Itt walks slow and closer to The Boss.

SLAP!!!

Itt was taken back and fell until the plush carpeted purple floor that covered the entire room.

“Get up you son of a bitch!” The Boss demanded.

Itt picks himself up off the floor.

The Boss is now standing in front of Itt and he grabs Itts’ face and tried to stick his cigar tasting  mouth to Itts’ to kiss him.  Itt raises his knee as fast and hard as he can and kicks The Boss in his nuts.  The Boss seems to be not affected by Itt’s gesture and plants a smile on his face.

“Ha, ha, ha, Shit you have balls, I like that and I don’t like a lot of things.  Hmm, but I like balls on a boy”, The Boss said.

“I need money; I need money to get to Minnesota.  What can I do to get money without having to do some faggot shit?”

SLAP!!!

“No faggots here BOY and If I ever hear you say some shit like that again kiss you’re  family GOODBYE”, The Boss said with authority.  “Why should I help you?” The Boss said and then a silence fell over the room as The Boss thought to himself.

“So you need to get to Minnesota?  What the HELL is in Minnesota but a bunch of fucking REDNECKS?”

“I need to see a friend and...”,Itt said.

“Oh so you have a friend in Minnesota you wanna visit.  I tell you want Shit, I will help you.  I have a private jet and you are free to use it and I will tell you what you will owe me when you get back.  Take this piece of shit out of here”, The Boss said.

The Boss flunkies grab Itt and took him out of the mansion and gave him a card and told him to call it.

“Yeah, what do you want?” a guy answered.

“My name is Itt….”

“Yeah I been waiting for your call, but they say your name is Shit”

“Whatever, please just tell me what I need to know”

“You will receive further information later”, the guy hangs up. 

A confused Itt goes home snatches an eviction letter of the door and walks inside.  The stranger is sitting on the couch smoking and drinking.  His mother is in the bathroom doing who knows what; Itt just knows that she is in there a lot.  He pays the stranger no attention and proceeds to walk up the stairs. 

“Hey SHIT!  That’s what Boss calls you right?” the stranger says.

“What do you want, another ass whooping?” Itt responded with bald fists.

“Come; let me have a word with you”.

The stranger pats the cushion next to him to gesture Itt to have a seat.  Itt takes a seat and wait for this drunk to speak and in the back of his head can’t believe that he is actually willing to listen.

“I’m proud of you Itt.  They way you stood up for your self and he could have actually killed you.  You…” Itt cuts him off.

“What do you know about what’s going on with me?  How do you know?” Itt asked.

“Don’t matter, just listen.  There is a lot about me you don’t know.  But, the information you need is on your bed.  I won’t tell your mother-I mean Stacy, she probably won’t notice anyway.  So go do what you gotta do”, the stranger said.

Itt gets up and runs upstairs and laying on his bed is the information he needs to get to Minnesota and also is being inform that he would have a car to take him where he wants to go.  He takes his jacket off to hang it up and in his pocket he notices an envelope with money totaling $1000.00.  He quickly hides the money so that his (Stacy) don’t find it and spend it on drugs.

Shy

Shy mother (Carla) enters Shy’s room after she knocks and calls him and didn’t get an answer.  She looks around and finds blood on his sheets.  Shy is passed out on his bed with his secret box open and his mother sees the content inside.

“ROBERT! SHY!!!! Oh My God! Somebody call 9-1-1!!!!

Meanwhile

Shy is in New York in China Town and he is running through alleys from fire blowing dragons.  He is naked and his feet are bloody.  He climbs a tall fence with barb wire, but he climbs over anyway, he loves the feeling of the cuts.  He is approaching a bright light and he is passing children as he is running.  The children are laughing and pointing.  The dragons are approaching closer and closer. A dragon, with his nose, scoops Shy up and flips him unto the back of him.  As Shy is sitting on the back of the dragon all he can smell is sweetness, a familiar smell, it smells like his families pastry store and suddenly the smell turns into disinfecting cleanser.  He falls off the dragon and lands on his feet and his wounds are closing as they heal on their own.  He turns around and an army of high school jocks is chasing him, but he is not afraid.  He is willing to suffer.   He trips on a bed of razors and he turns over and there he is, dressed in armor.  He reaches his hand out to Shy and Shy has a huge smile on his face.  He pulls Shy up off the ground and suddenly he stabs Shy with a sword and a dragon torches the stabber.  Shy screams “NOOO!”, as he wakes up in a hospital bed.  He hears voices but has a hard time understanding the words. 

“He’s back!  He’s conscious.  He lost a lot of blood”, the doctor said.

“SHY, are you alright, baby?” Carla asked worried.

“He will be alright, honey”. Robert said trying to comfort his wife and remain strong.

Shy looks up at his family and speaks low “Why would Itt stab me?  Why didn’t Itt save me?

Robert and Carla looks at each other worried and turned their attention back to Shy.

“Son, you had a bad dream.  Here drink some water and we will talk about this later.” Robert said extremely concerned about his son.

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Robert (Sh’s father) and Carla (Sh’s mother) ~Outside of the hospital room~

“I’m gonna take Shy to New York with me.  Obviously there is something going on here and maybe we need some bonding time”, Robert said to Carla.

“Yes, I think that’s a good idea and he can help you with the store.  Maybe he needs a change.  He certainly needs help.  Please, while you are there please get him some help”. Carla urged.

“Why is he cutting himself and the pictures of the men and smoking? How did we not see this?  Was we so busy trying to get the business in New York that we neglected our son.  Brandy (Sh’s sister) told me this morning that she saw a video of Shy getting bullied.  It’s on the internet.  We really need to talk to Shy”, Carla said very concerned and with tears falling down her chubby cheeks.

The Doctor walks toward Robert and Carla and tell them Sh will be okay and that they will be keeping him for a few days for observation.  He handed them a pamphlet that gives them more information about cutters and a support group they can call for more in-depth questions. 

Janet

“Hello Lauren, I know you think that you were a boss for two days and probably didn’t think I was coming back, but you know you can just take yourself back to your little assistant position.  But, before you leave MY office is there any reports that I NEED to know?”  Janet said.

“No, Janet, except that the two days you were locked, I mean scheduled off, Tracy was no call no show”, Lauren said.

“Well, she’s here today, isn’t she?  Send her in my office and put a move on it chile.  You moving like you got a cucumber stuck in your ass”, Janet said while flagging her hands to motion Lauren out her office.

“Dammit Janet wants to see you Tracy”, Lauren said with an annoyed look on her face.

Janet points and directs Tracy to have a seat.  “So, what’s up?” Janet asks.

“Hey sorry I didn’t get a chance to call you I had finals”, Tracy said.

“Ah, spare me your excuses.  Look nobody needs to know what happened and you still should have called in like normal.  By the way, how did you know where I lived?  I never told you and you never been there?

“Remember about a year ago you left your cell phone at the office, actually on my desk.  Well you were still on your way home so I couldn’t call you.  So I looked inside and saw your address and a few other surprises that you kept secret”, Tracy says.

Janet thinks back and don’t remember leaving her cell phone but she does remember it already being at home when she arrived.  How did the phone get there?  She asks herself.

“Hold up, I don’t remember leaving my phone here.  I remember leaving it at home ONE day and I was afraid that Jon got a hold to it”, Janet said.

Tracy is now trying to think of a comeback and was interrupted by the ring of Janets’ office phone.  Janet holds her finger up to silence Tracy while she answers.

“What?” Janet answers her phone.

Tracy only hears mumbling from the caller.

“Why?!?  What do they want with her? , Janet asked angrily.

Tracy is trying hard to listen and she looks at Janet.  Janet is beet red and rolling her eyes at Tracy.

“They don’t want me there?  She is just little customer service thingy.  Why in the HELL WOULD THEY WANT WITH HER AND NOT ME THERE TOO?! , Janet yells at the caller.

“FINE!!!” Janet slams down the phone.

Janet gets up from her chair and walks to her door and opens it.

“Corporate want to see you at there headquarters.” Janet says with an attitude.

“Me?” Tracy asks.

“Are you death?  Yes you and I want a full report.”

Janet whispers like a villain and speak through her teeth and asks “Do you have any idea what they want you for?”

“No, I have no idea”, Tracy replied.

“Well they want you now, SO be gone”, Janet says and slams the door behind Tracy.

Janet walks out and tells everyone ‘Mandatory overtime Sunday.  Don’t be late!’ Walks back into her office and slams the door.

Tracy

Tracy arrives at corporate and is greeted by Jon.  They kiss as they walk into the building.

“Come on in, I’m gonna show you were your office will be”, Jon says

Tracy is smiling as she enters the office and is excited that soon she will be CEO of Unigrow Corporation, thanks to the owner, Jon.

To be continued…..