Kali: Raunchy Relived (The Cartel Publications Presents) by Styles T

Author:Styles, T. [Styles, T.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: The Cartel Publications
Published: 2015-09-28T03:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

BERNICE

The other day Rufus came home with what he said was a gift. Clutched in his palm were two large paper bags, inside two plastic ones. Happy that he thought of me after two months of living in my apartment I rushed to him, only to find them filled with cleaning products…bleach, Pine-Sol and dishwashing liquid.

The message was clear.

I spent three days getting the house clean, scrubbing walls, floors, toilets and sinks. Rufus seemed to have developed an obsession with cleanliness while locked up and some days my fingers were raw they were in so much bleach. While I scrubbed I thought about Otis and not being able to hold him at night. Rufus marked his territory quickly, and kept me in what I can only describe as an emotional prison that felt like hell.

Rufus must’ve realized how much I hated him, because he kept me doped up almost every night. I noticed that his usage wasn’t like it had been in the past. He rarely shot up, just on the weekends, or when he was home from whatever he did in the streets at night to earn money. I don’t think he would be here if Otis had not been in the picture.

He didn’t want us to be together.

I just finished cleaning when Kalive stepped out of his room. “Where them dogs?”

I sighed. After all of this time he was still scared of them. “You gonna have to get over that shit, Kalive. They just animals.” I picked them up and placed them in the bathroom. They were a pain in my ass too but two days after I got them Rufus grew attached. They were the only things happy to see him when he came home. When I told him Kalive was scared he said, “A boy can’t hold his own in the world unless he can control the inferior species.”

So they’d been here ever since.

With the pits up Kalive stepped up to me. “Ma, you got any money?” “Do I look like I got money?” I flopped on the sofa and rubbed my arms as I waited for Rufus. “Now get out my face, you bothering me.”

“You never got no money.” He pouted. “Rufus either! That’s why I hate being here. When daddy was home he—”

I leaped up and smacked him before yanking his shirt by the collar. “Rufus is your daddy, nigger! Didn’t I tell you that? If he hear you talking crazy he liable to knock the nose off your face. And then go to work on me. Otis is a good man but he’s not your dad. Remember that unless you want to die.”

“Get off me,” he said pushing my hand, although it didn’t budge.

I maintained the hold because I knew some day I wouldn’t have this power over him. He was slipping from my grasp by the day and we started to hate each other. “Don’t tell me to get off you, I’m your—”

When I heard a hacking sound outside of the window I released him and we both ran toward the window in his bedroom.

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