Episode 8

Carla/Robert and Sh/Itt

Shy wakes up by his mother, Carla, gently shaking
him.  He looks up at her and leaps up and
gives her the tightest hug.  Itt opens
one eye and looks at the embrace of Carla and Shy and small bit of jealousy
emerged inside of him.  He wishes he had
that love for his mother and vice versa. This is the first time Itt has wakened
up and is confused about his whereabouts. He lets out a small mumble.  Carla
and Shy hold was broken as the silence in the room was.  They both look over at Itt.

“Who are you?” Itt asks.

Carla walks closer to Itt and places her hand on his shoulder.

“I’m Carla and this is my son Sh, we call him Shy.”
Carla spoke with a gentle motherly voice.

“What happened to me? Where am I?  Where is Paul?” Itt asks.

Carla and Shy looks at each other in confusion.  A nurse walks in and with a Jamaican accent says, “Hello, I’m Nurse Kenyatta.  Are you his mum?”

“Na….” Shy cuts Carla off,” yes that’s my brother and
this is my mom Carla.  The nurse looks at
Shy over the top of her glasses and presses her lips tightly together.

“Umm hmmm”, Nurse Kenyatta replied.

“How is he?” Carla asked.

“Your son looks like he will be all right.  Everything looks good’mon”, Nurse Kenyatta
said.

“Thank you, nurse”.

“The doctor will be in with his release papers and I
will need insurance information, please.”

Robert walks in the now crowded hospital room.

“I will be taken care of it”, Robert said.  He walks out of the room with the nurse to
the desk.  Shy grabs Itts’ hand and says ‘nice to finally meet you Itt’.  Itt
looks at Shy with a slight grin on his face and says ‘same here, brother’ they
laugh together and then Itt starts to cough in pain.

“I think I’m just a little sore.  I’m alright,” Itt said.

Robert walks back into the room and announces that Itt
can be release tomorrow.

“Where are you staying, Itt”, Robert asks.

“I was getting a room”, Itt answers.

“How old are you, son”, Robert asks.

“Tomorrow’s my birthday. I will be 18.”

Itt told them that he came to Minnesota because there was nothing left for him in New York and that his mother was a drug addict.  He told them about The Boss and that he has to repay him for the money and flight and he has no intention of repaying or
going back to New York.

“Well we still need to contact Stacy and let her know you are okay.  In the meantime you can stay at our house”, Robert said.

Shy face was plastered with a huge grin.  Carla looked at Robert and signaled him into
the hallway.

“What are you doing? We don’t even know him.  And this Boss guy sounds dangerous?  What if he comes looking for him?” Carla says.

“Well, honey we can’t let him just stay in a hotel room in his condition unattended.  It
will be fine.  It’s just until we contact his mother.” Robert says.

“Well maybe Shy should stay here until we get things straighten out.  That boy really doesn’t have a stable home to go to.  And you can tell he is in a lot of pain,” Carla says.

“You right, Honey. Cause I really have to get there tomorrow and get it jumpstarted”,
Robert says.

They both walk back into the hospital room.

“Itt, baby, don’t worry about staying at a hotel.  You are staying with us until we here from your mother”, Carla said and worried if this is a good decision.

“Please don’t call her that.  With all due respect, she hasn’t been much of
a mother”. Itt said.

Carla looks at Itt and then at Robert with sad eyes and thinking how lucky she is to have the family she has.

“Fair enough, Itt. Until we get in touch with Stacy, you can stay at our home”, Carla says.

“Shy, is something wrong son.  You have been pretty quiet?” Robert asked.

“No, I’m just a little tired and hungry.  I have double beds in my room Itt, you can
room with me if you like”, Shy said.

“I don’t wanna cause any trouble with anyone”.

“Look, it’s a done deal”, Robert said.

Jon 

Jon sits in his condo listening to Marvin Gaye’s
Greatest Hits.  He gets his 5 feet 10inch 195lb frame up and looks out the window that is facing the park.  He admires the parents that he sees spending
quality time with their kids.  Children are the one thing that Jon doesn’t have and he is seriously thinking of having a child.  In his current relationship
situation he doesn’t know if that is possible. 

Jon born as a single child and often found himself
lonely and depressed.  He wasn’t one for socializing.  His parents gave him everything he wanted except time.  He was a true loner.  When he met Janet she was so sweet and she mothered him and that is what made him fall in love with her.  He helped her through school as long as she kept giving him that nurturing that he missed as a child.  But once she got her degrees and graduated
everything took a turn for the worst. She started to belittle him as if she was better than him and she questioned herself why she mothered him. She started to have regrets of being with Jon.  She looked at him as a weak man.  Jon took everything that Janet gave him and more.  She was verbally and physically abusive.  And he just took it and it
became natural to him, so he lived in his cocoon until the day he hit for 15
million dollars.  With smart investments and a great financial planner Jon is now worth 250 million dollars. 

Tracy 

Tracy is driving alone on the highway and tears are racing
down his caramel toned face.  He can’t believe the things that rolled off his tongue. He is concern about how Janet is gonna handle this and where he is gonna
find peace in knowing what is to come. 

Tracy is on his way to his practitioners for a check
up.  Inside the lobby he started to feel faint.

“Can I have some water please?” Tracy asked the receptionist.

“Sure.  I will be right back.” The receptionist answered.

On his was back to his chair his head started to feel
heavy and his knees were weak.  With fail strength, Tracy falls to the floor just as the receptionist walks back in with Tracy’s water in her hand. Her hands open and the cup of water lands on the berber carpet.

“Dr. Dumadi, Dr. Dumadi!  Your patient passed out”, the receptionist
screamed.

Dr. Dumandi runs into the waiting room and checks Tracy’s pulse, just as Tracy seems to come out of his spell.  Dr. Dumandi takes Tracy to the examine room and close the door.

After a couple hours Tracy and Dr. Dumandi walks out
into the waiting room and he is telling Tracy about new medication and to see the reception for a follow up appointment.  Tracy seemed distraught at the news he just heard. 

Lauren

Lauren is a 30 year old southern girl who moved to Chicago 5years ago from Tennessee and started at Unigrow as an assistant manager.  She has a Masters in Business Management and believes that her hard work and civil upbringing will bring her success.  She works up under Janet whom she just learned to have a lot of patience for and finds herself at times about to loose that southern charm. 

Lauren is very ambitious and also along with Janet,
has applied for the CEO position at headquarters Unigrow.  Unigrow is a versatile call center for big box stores.  She has a great passion for
management and knows that if she gets the position that it will cause tension
between her and her present manager.  But she isn’t worried about that.  Lauren has
become great friends with Tracy and is worried about him.  She is concerned if Tracy will be coming back to work and how the relationship with Janet and Tracy will transpire.  Now that everyone is let in on the little secret about Tracy and Janet, which of course is a violation of policy, how will Lauren handle this?, especially if
she gets the position. 

(One the phone with Tracy-one sided conversation)

“Hey Trace?  How
are you doing?” Lauren asked.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Oh my Tracy, what are you going to do?” Lauren asked very
concerned.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Did you tell anyone else?” Lauren asked.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Alright Tracy, I will meet you there and we will talk about
this.  Okay?” Lauren said.

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“Ok bye”, Lauren said and hung up the phone.

To Be Continued

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. 

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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.

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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.