JANET, TRACY, LAUREN
1 hour ago…
Janet, with a smirk, stands over Lauren's bed. Janet has not had any of her medications is feeling a little unusual. Conflicting feelings swarm her head as she stares. She can hear the television in the living room where Tracy is, the Steven King's It thriller is playing. Janet heart is pulsating at a rapid pace. 'Should I or shouldn't I? Lauren, the bitch stole my job and is too close to my husband; she has the life that I'm suppose to have, not locked up with a bunch of certified loony's. Revenge is a dish best served cold and this bitch deserves to HAVE HER FACE slashed. What about my little baby boy and how will he grow up if I'm locked away. Will Lauren take him too?' These are just some of the thoughts playing in her head.
Lauren lays still and her eye's slowly open but not wide enough where Janet can see. She don't want Janet to know that she sees her and afraid of what she would do if Janet does. Lauren continues to act sleep, rolls over slowly, and maneuvers her hand under the pillow beside her. Lauren swiftly grabs her 9mm Glock and sits up and points it at Janet, "don't try nothing stupid girl". Janet stabs the bed with the scissors missing Lauren by an inch. Lauren swings the pistol at Janet's head but misses. Lauren is now out of the bed, "Bitch I took you in and you try this with me?!" Lauren shot the gun in the air (BOOM). Tracy frightened by the noise, jumps up off the couch and run towards Lauren's room. "Hey!" Tracy called out.
"Tracy! Call the police! Don't come in here!" Lauren yelled she didn't want Tracy accidentally taken a bullet that is meant for Janet. The baby boy is crying at the top of his lunges and the house of full a chaos. "God is cruel, sometimes he makes you live. So I will do his honors," Janet said somberly.
"Put down the scissors girl or I will kill you. Think about your baby," Lauren pleaded.
"Me? Oh you are priceless Brat! I am eternal, child. I am the eater of worlds, and of children. And you are next!" Janet said quoting the movie as it plays on the television.
"You are some kind of crazy," Lauren said and pulled the trigger aimed at Janet's shoulder.
Janet grabs her shoulder and tastes the blood; leaps over the bed and the scissors puncture Lauren in her abdomen. Lauren hurls over grabbing her stomach and gets enough strength to fire another round at Janet as she is running out of the room with another bullet wound in her upper thigh. Janet, even with blood pouring out of her leg, runs pass Tracy and out of the house. Tracy runs in the room with Lauren. "Oh my God! Are you hurt badly?"
"Towel…towel…wet towel," Lauren said with pain in her voice.
Tracy calls the police while getting towels to help stop the blood from gushing out of Laurens' stomach. The baby boy continues to pollute the house with crying. "Hold that, Lauren. I'm going to check on the baby."
"Okay…but I'm going to kill that bitch when I see her (couching)," Lauren said.
"Try not to speak…I'll be right back," Tracy said and went to grab the baby boy.
(Glass shatters in Lauren's room)
Tracy, with the baby in his arms, runs back into Laurens' room. "What happen?"
"She just came to the window and threw a rock through it," Lauren said.
(Emergency sirens wake the neighborhood.)
"Here comes the police and ambulance. Make sure you keep that towel on there," Tracy said and ran to answer the front door.
Inside of the house, you hear the baby boy crying. Outside the home, you hear sirens and see flashes of emergency lights. "Shhhh, shhhhh, quiet baby," Tracy said while rocking the baby and answering the door in a bloody robe.
"Sir is the baby harmed in any way," a police officer asked.
"No, no I don't think so. Come in," Tracy said.
Two officers and four EMT workers enter Lauren's home. "Where's the body?"
Tracy points in the direction of Lauren's room. Tracy and the baby are now crying. An EMT worker asked to hold the baby to be checked-out. Tracy hands the baby boy to the EMT worker and goes to the kitchen to wash the blood off his hands.
"We need a statement. Can you tell us what happened?" the detective asked.
"It was Janet, Janet Capt…"
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JON CAPT
It's 2 a.m., Jon and Hector walks inside of Jon's home. Hector looks at the nice marbled entryway floor and notice that it is soiled with dried clumps of mud. "You have animals? A dog perhaps?" Hector asked.
"No, just me…why?" Jon answered.
Hector points to the soiled floor. Jon looked at the mud and got an odd feeling. Jon ran to his back door to make sure it was lock and pushed opened the doors to the rooms on the first floor making sure there was no sign of any burglars. "Is everything okay!?" Hector asked looking around and now nervous himself.
"Umm…yeah…yeah…I think. Just…have a seat and…" Jon said before checking one more room in the house, the kitchen.
"Hi Jon," said the angelic voice.
"I thought that was you I saw. How did you get in my house? How did you get out of the hospital?" Jon asked not sure of what to think.
"Jon, I'm dead…I'm not really here. I'm a figment of your imagination (Janet starts taking off her clothes). Look at me; I still have some of the baby weight. Isn't it sexy too you," Janet said and hopped up on the granite countertop exposing her vagina with blood smeared on the surface.
"What happened to your leg? You're bleeding," Jon said nervously.
"Oh nothing, just a little bullet your bitch, Lauren, decided she got balls."
"Lauren? How…"
"Look Jon, it don't matter no more. Tracy and Lauren is a couple. When you called the other day, we were in a threesome. You've taught Tracy some good tricks Jon. Yes indeed. (She touches her vagina) How come you never gave it to me like that? Nevertheless, look at this Jon (points at vagina) I haven't had dick in a long time. It would be tighter if it wasn't for that God awful brat," Janet says while holding a butcher knife in her hand and now the umbilical cord in the other.
"DID YOU HURT THEM?!" Jon yelled.
Hector walks near the kitchen where the two were. "I called the police."
Janet jumps off the countertop and started to cut her hair with the butcher knife. "Oh yeah, Jon, I forgot you like boys. Is my hair short enough? I could use one of those strap on that Tracy used on me on you. Is that how you two fucked?" Janet said as her cut hair cascaded to the floor.
(Sirens blare)
Janet runs toward Jon and Jon moves out her way afraid to be stabbed with the knife, so instead the Chef Mate butcher knife penetrated Hector in his heart. Hector plummets to the floor.
"No! Janet!" Jon said running behind her as she approached the front door. Police apprehended Janet as soon as she opened the front door.
"We need an ambulance. There is a guy in the kitchen hurt," Jon said.
The police went to kitchen to check on Hector. They came out of the kitchen, "Sir, I'm sorry…he's dead."
Jon grabs a phone to call Lauren. "Hello, this is Jon. Janet just killed a guy at my house, she said she was there. I hope everything is all right. Please call me back," Jon said to Lauren answering maching.
Janet fought and cussed as the police took her to jail.
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STACY, JACKIE
(BLACK OUT)
Tom and Stacy looks out the window at total darkness. The noise is loud like crowds in an amusement park. "I can't believe this, that truck just mowed them down," Tom said.
"What happened to the lights?" Jackie asked
"Daddy…daddy!" the kids cried.
"We just have a black out. I'm sure the lights will be back on soon. Just sit tight," Tom said.
"Tom, there is something you need to know," Stacy says.
"Well, what is it?" Tom said
"I think that Jackie is possessed," Stacy whispered.
"Tell me something I don't know. What I want to know is…by who and why?"
"Charles Romaine."
"The Charles Romaine, your pimp?" Tom said with anger in his voice.
"He was not my pimp, he is Itt's father and the man responsible for making me addicted to drugs."
"So what you are telling me is that you brought this into my house?"
"No…I think he just want Itt back here to control him like he controlled me…he's dead and he's crazy. This isn't something any of us asked for. I'm so sorry." Stacy said.
"Itt is supposed to be here in two days. What do you think is gonna happen then? We can't have him get a hold of that boy," Tom said
"That's why calling the police isn't going to help. We are going to have to call a medium or something, someone who can communicate with him… (Welcome brightness interrupts)Oh shit…the lights are back on," Stacy said.
The kids run and hug Tom on his legs, "daddy I was scared."
"There is nothing to be afraid of," Tom told the children looking down at them and then up at Stacy with anger in his eyes.
"I'll see what I can come up with," Stacy said and went to her bedroom.
"Tom! The lights are back on. Do you here all that commotion outside?" Jackie said walking out of the bedroom. "What happened? It is a mess around here."
"Honey, I will explain it to you later. Everything is under control right now and that's all that matters," Tom said keeping his composure.
There is knocking on the front door. Tom goes down stairs to answer hoping that it is not another neighbor. He don't want to bring more attention to their home than it already is. Tom opens the door and it is his parents.
"What are you doing out here this time of night?" Tom asked surprised.
"Tom we have been calling all night and we got worried so we dropped by. Is everything okay? It looks like some people are hurt in the street. Did cha know'em?" Tom father asked.
"Yeah we did, it looks like it was a hit and run. Hey come on in." Tom ushered his parents in as he gave them light kisses and hugs.
"Hey ma…"
"Granddad! Grandma!" the kids yelled running down the stairs.
"Come give yo Nanna some suga!"
"Tom is that who I think it is?" Jackie asked as she came down the stairs.
"Hello dear, how are you?" Tom's mother asked Jackie.
"Tom, I found a Medium…oh I'm sorry," Stacy said not expecting the strange couple in the living room that is staring at her with the rest of the house.
"Medium? Isn't that what that Dion Warrick lady is Tom? What do you need with a Medium?" Tom mother asked judgmentally.
Tom looked at Stacy as if she told the biggest secret and was very upset about it. "Mom, Dad, this is Stacy…Jackie's sister. She has been staying with us for a little while. I think she meant the TV show "Medium" right Stacy?" Tom said hoping that they would ask no further.
"Dear, it's nice to meet you…but why are you worrying about TV when something terrible has happened on your street? We had to park a block away and walk, and you know my arthritis," Tom's mom said rubbing her leg.
"You guys should not have come out so late…"
"Tom we tried to call…" Tom's dad said.
"It's dangerous…it's not like how it used to be," Tom said with much concern.
"Hey man, if I feel like something may be wrong in my son's house I'm gonna see about it. I don’t care what time it is and something is not right here. I can feel it Tom…but we will get out of your hair and go back home, but call me first thing in the morning. I get up early," Tom dad said while his eyes gazed around the house.
"Jackie has just not been feeling well so we will go to the doctor and see what's going on, but other than that everything is okay, the kids are okay," Tom assured his parents.
"Yeah I think I ate something," Jackie said rubbing her belly.
"Are you pregnant?" Tom's mother asked with a smile.
"Ok old folks…time for you to go. I will walk you to your car," Tom said escorting his parents to the front door.
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FRANCESCA/ROBERT
"What the fuck?" Francesca said as she wakes up and starts to choke. "That was one fucked up dream."
Francesca calls her top security guard and asks him to check on Sharalonda.
"She's here, but she is sick as a dog," the guard says.
"Well get her some medicine," Francesca says and hangs the phone up.
Francesca does her morning ritual; showers, and calls in her wardrobe, and hair and make-up team. She is relieved that she can proceed with her collection now that that terrible dream is over.
She leaves her house and gets in the limo. "Take me to the hospital, I need to add to my collection," Francesca tells the driver.
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"That is really messed up. She seemed like a very trust worthy girl," Robert said.
"I know Robert and I'm sorry I allowed her in our business. I actually was starting to feel something for her," Percy said.
"So you need to get back here to Minnesota, but somebody needs to run the store, and we have nobody. We are just going to have to close up the store for a little while till we work things out," Robert said pacing the room.
Shy stands in the hall eavesdropping on his dad and Percy's conversation. He walks inside his fathers' room and stands in the doorway. "Dad?"
Rob places his hand over the mouthpiece of the phone, "I'm on the phone, Shy."
"I know dad. Dad I can run the store. Let me go to New York. Me and Itt can do it with his mom and…"
"Out of the question," Robert said.
"Robert, I can train them. That's not a bad idea…and Jackie should be there. Jackie is Itt's aunt you know…and she will keep them in line," Percy said.
"What is this…an Othella special?" Robert joked.
"What is he saying, dad?" Shy asked with a smile on his face.
"Pack your things, son."
Shy hollers out Itt's name, runs to his dad, and gives him a big, tight hug.
"Percy, I'll call you back. Let me tie up some loose ends and I have to go pick up Carla from the hospital," Robert said.
"Ok, talk to you later and tell Carla I said hi," Perce said before hanging up the phone.
"Thanks dad, I won’t let you down."
Itt runs to the room, "What's up?"
"We are going to be in New York together!" Shy said.
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The red limo pulls up at the entrance of the hospital followed by a black van. "Boy's, she is in room 7112. Be quick and don’t look stupid," Francesca told her workers via phone in the black van parked behind her.
A blue Caravan pulls in front of the red limo parked at the entrance of the hospital. "Brandy, I won't be long. Aren't you excited about your mom coming home?" Robert asked his daughter.
"Yeah dad, I am," Brandy said.
Robert gets out of the Caravan and walks pass the red limo. He can't see inside because of the dark tint. However, Francesca sees Robert and her heart starts to race. Francesca powers down her window, "Robert?"
Robert stands in front of the automatic doors, they open, and he looks back because of the familiarity of the voice he hears call his name. 'What is she doing here', Robert says under his breath.
"Francesca?"
"Can I have a word with you? It will only take a minute."
Robert walks towards the red limo, the automatic doors close, he leans over to hear what she has to say, the automatic doors open and there sits Carla in a wheel chair, mouth taped…
TO BE CONTINUED….
