Day 3
The next day, Cydney was by my bed side wearing a dildo. "Wake up." she said with her hand on her hip. "We're having Pumpkin and asafoetida korma."
"What is that?" I look above my blanket. "I don't know." she tilts her head. "Somebody said it. It sounds fancy."
"What's in it?"
"The bag said onion, peppers, garlic, ginger, tumeric, shit and sugar, cream, pumpkin."
"Shit in a bag?"
"Mine, really diarrehea."
"I don't want none."
"Be gay." she stares at me. "No..." I can't explain how great my husband's dick is. It's big and he got a beauty mark. One time I rubbed my face in the hair and I sucked it wet in the shower. What is she talking about? "My daughter like you."
"I don't care!" I sit up. "You did this shit before."
"Be gay!" she shouts. "Peripeteia thinks your so cute and she wrote a poem!"
I roll my eyes. "And?"
"Once there was a black woman with chest as big as moons. She punched me in my face but I ate shit and I felt powerful. Then she pushed me off a cliff."
"Tell her I'll do it again!"
"No you won't!"
"I will! I'll do it over and over again!" I swing my legs to the side of the bed and Cydney hits me in the back of my head. My fangs come out as well as my nails. "GHETTO!" I shout and my nails grow longer. "Slide!" I teleport in front of her and punch her in face. I deliver another blow to her chin and hold my left arm back to hit her eye. "Stop it!" I moan, is that a bruise? I rack my claws across her face and grab her ear. My heels are sharp as I lift my leg and stab her in the cheek.
I go back to delivering blows. Chin, eye, cheek and lip. I plray with her head turning it around slowly. I'm excited. I take off my heel and scratch the ltter of my name in her cheek. N.
I hold her head as I turn it. I hope it pops. She screams and I just wanna make her bleed. "FUCKING WHORE."
"AAAHHH!!"
"Wait!" I turn my head but I don't know. I grab her hair and beat her in the face. I laugh as I punch her in the eye. "Stop!" Sam grabs my arm. "I mean bravo but I need her to pay bills."
"What?" Cydney's head lands on the torn carpet. "I need her for bills. How about dinner with me? We'll go to a nice bar with a friend."
"What the fuck?"
"Please..." he looks at me yearning. That's a cuss word. He pulls my hand and kisses it. "Oh please Nikkia."
"Let my arm go!" I think I can pull away but he grabs it and kisses up my arm. He sticks his black tongue out and my arm if wet from my forearm to my shoulder. "Well have something less shity, I promise."
He smiles that charming grin. He has black ass lips with a corner pink. They're chapped and lopsided. "I have to get you pregnant."
"Oh my God, do it now!" I hope this man hates nasty bitches I have hair. "Hair doesn't scare me. Remember, reading minds."
"Get it over with!" I finally get my hand back. "Tonight! Just take it!" nds
"So you will." he smiles widely. "Get me pregnant!" Wait.
"How could you leave... Zuberi..." I give him the saddest look I can go for. "What did you turn into?"
He furrows. Sam pushes me and grabs Cydney crying her heart out. "Zuberi." I lung my hand out. "Who the fuck is that?"
"I..." I clutch my hands to my chest. "You said you would never hurt me..." I hitch my breath. "Are you fucking bored?"
"Why did you do this?"
"Because I'm a vampire!" he shouts. "Don't yell at me!""
"Goddamn, Shikki, I'm going to get you pregnant! To keep you!" he stops his feet. "But..." I look down. "You said you would--"
Sam marches towards me and smacks me across the face. "Stop it!" he smacks me again and seizes my collar. His mouth parts and his eyes glow pink. "YOUR BLOOD PRESSURE!"
My heart knocks in my chest. I'm not in love. Sam holds me to his chest and his neck bends to bite me. His fangs are different. He bites my left shoulder and I feel blood pour out. He chews my left shoulder, breaking the skin. His left hand clutches my side. I can't push him off. I'm not wearing a shirt, his nail dig into my skin and fingers start to poke at my spleen.
"CALL ME ZUBERI AGAIN!" He snarls. "gesundheit" I blow them away from me. Sam's head shakes back and forth. They disappear out the room and I hurry to lock it. I'm bleeding like hell, something in my body is missing. Wait.
That was my spleen.
I lean against the door holding my side. The door bangs, "Nataka wewe pussy" the door pulses again, and I hear him growling behind the door. "Najua."
What language is that? I know it's African. He beats the door again, "Kwa nini unaniogopa cinderella! Nipe nywele zako!" four hands of a black man come through the door. I'm on the floor and I don't see a window in the room. "STOP IT!" I holler. "Lo, samahani nimekosa. Nina anwani isiyo sahihi."
I hear a small knock on the door.