Heartless by Al-Saadiq Banks

Author:Al-Saadiq Banks
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: True 2 Life Publications
Published: 2016-10-01T01:43:33+00:00

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Irvington, New Jersey

The Next Afternoon

Storm sits in the stylist’s chair, getting a new weave. Last night’s episode at Pleasure Garden destroyed her hairdo. She’s done away with her shoes and her dress as well. They could’ve been cleaned, but she will never wear either of them again. She wants no memories of that night. The smell of his ass, and his perspiration mixed with his cologne made her want to vomit.

As Storm stares into the mirror, many thoughts race through her mind. The pace so rapid that she can’t hold one thought before another comes. So much is happening in her life all at once. She loves the rush of the fast life, but this is too fast for even her. She studies her eyes and is happy to see that the stress doesn’t show in them.

Her phone vibrates in her lap, underneath the styling cape, and she gets agitated. Her phone has never rung this much… ever. For days, it was Mr. Antonelli and the dude from Ohio calling her back to back, but both of them have fallen back. Her problem didn’t stop with them though. Beeba’s phone calls have replaced theirs. She seems to be calling more than both of them together.

Once Storm got to her hotel in Center City last night the phone calls would not end. They called her every ten minutes, and she didn’t answer not one of them. Today has been the same. They’ve been calling her all morning and afternoon. Her reason for not answering is her disgust for him, and her at this point.

Just as she’s getting out of the stylist’s chair, the phone rings again. Out of rage, she answers. “Yo!” she shouts into the phone. “The fuck?”

The beautician watches Storm nosily and so do the other women who have heard her.

Beeba is taken aback by her tone. “Storm?”

“Yeah, what up, what up?” Storm lowers her voice. “Y’all hitting my line like crazy. What’s good?”

“We were just checking on you. We were worried about you. Wanted to make sure you were good.”

“I told you I’m always good.”

Jay can be heard, pestering Beeba in the background.

“Hold on for a minute. Jay wants to speak to you.” Storm notices that for the second time ever she refers to him as Jay and not her husband as she normally does. Last night, before the revolution, everything was her husband this and her husband that. Now he’s just plain old Jay. “Here,” she says sounding quite frustrated with him. Storm takes it that Beeba has lost all respect for him.

“Hey, lady,” Jay says quite cool and calm. He sounds as if he’s feeling better about himself.

“What up, what up?” she asks hastily, not even trying to sugarcoat her aggravation and disgust with him.

“I just need to kick it with you about something.”

“All right. Kick it.”

“Like, that lil shit that happened last night. That was the first time that ever happened. I mean, that ain’t my twist at all.”

Storm chuckles into the phone, humiliating him more.

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