Hell's Diva Saga by Anna J

Author:Anna J. [J., Anna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Urban Books
Published: 2015-08-19T00:00:00+00:00

Mecca found it hilarious that Lou was dressed in plaid pants, white patent leather shoes, and a bright yellow sweater.

“Church?” Mecca asked, surprised.

“Why are you surprised that I said church?” Lou paused from tapping a golf ball into a paper cup to stare at Mecca’s back while she stared at a painting of herself as teenager, wearing big gold door-knocker earrings, a small rope chain around her neck, and a green Gap sweat suit.

“Because you’re like a demon or something. The devil, right?” Mecca turned her head, looking at him with a grin.

“If I’m the devil, then what are you, Mecca?”

“I believe in God,” she answered.

“And I don’t?” Lou asked. “The devil does evil deeds, as you were taught. So what do you call selling drugs, killing other humans, stealing, extorting, and all the other commandments that you violated?”

Mecca sucked her teeth and waved Lou off. “Heard it all before, Lou. It’s overrated now. I’m not the church-going type, anyway. I can pray at home.”

“Prayer means nothing if after you pray, you go out and do the evil deeds again that you asked forgiveness for. Are you that shallow, Mecca?”

Mecca ignored Lou and looked back at the painting of herself in her teens. Then her dream switched from Lou’s office to her and her former best friend, Dawn, hanging out at the Albee Square Mall in downtown Brooklyn. They were dressed stylishly eighties as they roamed the crowded mall. Then Mecca came in eye contact with a girl who, she’d noticed, had been staring at her since she and Dawn entered the mall. For some reason, every time they would cross paths during their two hours in the mall, the hazel-eyed girl would glare at her as if she knew her.

“Why is that bitch down your throat?” Dawn asked, noticing the girl staring at Mecca.

Mecca knew it couldn’t be jealousy. The girl was dressed twice as nice. She saw the girl’s jewelry and knew she couldn’t compete with this strange girl, and she had to admit the girl was pretty. So what was her problem? Oddly, the girl would then turn away and walk off with an older girl that looked like her sister or mother.

When she and Dawn left the mall, they spotted the girl. Mecca couldn’t tell if the girl was her age or older, but if she guessed, the girl was older. Again, the strange girl glared at Mecca as she and the other woman entered a burgundy Jeep Wrangler. Mecca couldn’t read the look, so she simply watched the girl take off a Louis Vuitton coat, place it in the Jeep’s backseat, get in, and take one more look at her as the driver pulled off.

“Girl, I know you ain’t get another chick’s man to like you like that bitch we had to cut,” Dawn blurted.

“Can’t help it if I’m beautiful. It ain’t my fault.” Mecca grinned.

A week later Mecca was watching TV in the Coney Island apartment she lived in with her aunt. A woman’s

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