Chapter Five — Andre Richards
ANDRE'S MANOR
It was about 11pm and Richard was silently battling to get sleep even when his eyes were close. The reason was....
"Babe,"Bianca called from behind him where she was laying, but he kept mute.
Yeah, that's the reason. Bianca was the kinda girl who couldn't do without sex. He'd been okay with it up until two months ago. Ever since that night happened, he didn't have it in him to try pleasing her anymore. But in return, he couldn't sleep till she did cause of the endless disturbances and he couldn't do anything about it.
"Baby,"she purred, her artificial nails, trailing down his bicep. Talking about artificial, everything about her was artificial.
Bianca Eastwood was the only child of senator Eastwood. Being an only child, she was entitled to anything and everything she wanted. She had her first plastic surgery at age 18. She transformed herself completely and the results were crazy. That's what made her walk into the modelling industry.
For the fact that she was wealthy made her step all over lots of people. She was ruthless in her own kinda way. Who in Las Vegas didn't know Bianca? She was a song almost everyone was singing.
"Are you sleeping already?"she whispered, leaning in to kiss his bare neck, slipping her hand around his waist, attempting to touch his crotch area but he held her hand in place.
"Bianca, can you give it a rest? I already said no sex till marriage, didn't I?"he scolded and she flared up in anger. Oh, and she had crazy anger issues.
"You never used to have a problem with it before. Not until we came back from the shoot I had at the North. Are you cheating, Andre? Because I don't understand the sudden change,"she ranted.
He felt bad because he couldn't deny the accusation of cheating. It didn't matter if it was a one time thing. And it felt worse because he didn't even regret doing what he did that night.
"This has nothing to do with cheating, Bianca. I just don't want to, can't you just understand and quit acting unreasonably?"Andre shot and Bianca laughed in disbelief.
"Oh, so now I'm being unreasonable? Wanting my Finacé is now unreasonable? Andre!"
"Can you just leave my room?"Andre spoke calmly.
"What?"she said in shock. "I....I should... Andre you're seriously asking me to leave?"
"Not the house. Just my room. Just leave, I need my peace,"he replied.
"Wh..."Bianca tried understanding. "You know what? I'll leave. But if I should walk out of this room, I'll be hitting the club. I promise, I'll find another guy to give me what you're denying me of,"she threatened. She hoped he wouldn't let her, as usual.
"You realize you're noise polluting this place, right? Just leave, Bianca,"Andre spoke tiredly.
"You know what? Fuck you!!"she spat before storming out in anger.
Andre sighed, pinching the space in between his brows.
"Get the hell out of my head, Makisha. You're ruining things for I and Bianca. I'll probably never see you again, so please...leave me the hell alone,"he whispered to himself in a hushed tone as he tousled his hair.
He's never loved Bianca as a partner. They've been together for years, but it was all friendship to him. With the sex in addition to the scene, Andre referred to it as a special relationship. He thought it was all a necessity so they could get married and live without any complications.
The plan had been working so far so good, till she came and disrupted everything.
He grabbed his phone, dialing a number.
"Boss."
"You're with Bianca right now, right?"he asked.
"Yes boss. I'm trailing her,"the gruff voice replied.
"Good. Make sure she stays out of trouble,"Andre instructed before hanging up.
At least, now he could get some sleep. Laying down, he let sleep embrace him in it's temporary darkness.
MAKISHA'S APARTMENT
The three girls stood, wearing similar summer dresses. They held summer glasses in their hands, they all have off the sassy vibes.
"Who's ready to start the hunt?"Gigi asked, a serious look on her face. She literally looked like she was going for war.
"We are,"Makisha and Jenny replied, mimicking Gigi's tone.
"Then let's go,"Gigi flaunted her hair, stepping out with her heel boots as she sashayed her way outside. The others followed suite.
"We're taking my car,"Jenny spoke and the others silently agreed as they got in. The car zoomed off in high speed.
The plan was search till they drop. They were more than serious about finding Makisha's Baby Daddy, and nothing was stopping them.
Other than having the unknown man provide for Makisha, they really didn't want the unborn baby to live with the pain of not knowing who it's father was. It wasn't what they wanted for the innocent baby. Jenny went through that hell, and it wasn't easy for her. So whether the man was hiding behind the sun or beneath the earth, they'd made up their minds to fish his ass out.
"But wait.....what if he's a broke ass nigga?"Jenny suddenly spoke up.
"That's not possible. A broke ass can't possibly afford the VIP room of Elite's Hotel,"Gigi replied.
"Yeah, that's right. And his clothes definitely smelt rich as well,"Makisha grinned.
"You're so lucky you didn't sleep with a pauper, cause I'd have left you to do the searching yourself,"Gigi laughed.
Silence reigned for the rest of the ride and soon....
ELITE'S HOTELS. The car came to a halt in front of the building, a determined look on the faces of the girls.
They figured this would be the best place to begin the search. After all, hotels kept records of their guests, didn't they? Get hold of the record book and off they went. It was easy pissy super squeezy.
Of course they knew the receptionist wouldn't just hand over the keys to the candy store — due to the strict privacy policy they have — which was why they cooked up a ridiculously crazy plan.
Distract the receptionist and the staffs around, Jenny grabbed the record book and off they were.
Sounded easy, right? They only had to hope it went as smoothly as they imagined.
Having their car parked properly at the garage, Gigi and Makisha stepped out, walking into the hotel while Jenny followed behind them, keeping a good distance so that it wasn't made known that they came together.
"Hello there, ma'ams. How may I be of help?"the young boy behind the desk, asked, a wide smile on his face.
"Oh don't play the innocent card on me!"Makisha spoke loudly, her intention to grasp the staff's and others attention, working.
"What? Excuse me ma'am, I don't understand what you're talking...."the boy was trying to defend himself.
Gigi looked at his tag and banged her hands on the desk.
"Are you trying to deny knowing us? Huh, Frankie? You got me pregnant and ran off!!"Gigi yelled and the staffs moved close, wanting to do something to put a stop to the drama.
"Preg...what?"the boy asked in confusion.
"Don't even attempt lying. You got me pregnant too. Frankie how could you do this? I thought you loved me?"Makisha sat on the floor, tears flowing down her cheek. An elderly woman among the crowd, moved closer as she tried consoling her.
Looking at Makisha and how pitiable she looked, one wouldn't be able to tell she was faking the tears.
"I'm so sorry dear,"the woman said, patting Makisha's shoulder.
"I don't know you both, please stop this prank, it's not funny,"the boy begged.
"Prank?! You didn't think it was a prank when you came in between my legs!"Gigi grabbed his collar, dragging him away from the desk and into the scene. Jenny took her chance and moved away from the crowd, getting down behind the desk without being seen. She began her search for the report book.
"What's going on here?"the question had the charade halting for a few minutes as everyone turned to see who spoke.
"Who're you?"Gigi eyed the potbellied man. The man looked short, had a balded head and an incredulously big stomach.
"I'm the manager of this hotel,"he spoke and the drama continued.
"Oh, Mr manager! I'm in pains! Grant me and my sister justice!"Gigi faked sobs, still holding on to the boy's collar.
"I don't understand, what's happening?"the man asked, turning to the boy being accused.
"I don't know either, boss! Believe me, I'm innocent!"the boy wailed. He was already turning red due to the excessive crying.
He didn't want to loose his job concerning an issue he knew nothing about. And to think he'd only just started that very day? He was still shocked how he, a nineteen year old boy, could be accused of impregnating Two women.
"Shut up! Listen, Mr manager. Frankie here, got me and my sister pregnant and ran off. He didn't want to take responsibility which is why we came here to make sure he does his part as a father. Please help us, we have none else to run to!"Gigi wailed loudly.
"Leave my collar alone! Boss, I don't know these women, for crying out loud, I'm a virgin!!"the boy cried out.
Meanwhile, behind the table, Jenny got the record book and slipped it into her bag. For the purpose of more references, she grabbed the book used for recording payments as well. Walking away like she didn't do anything wrong, she gave Gigi a thumbs up.
"A virgin?"Gigi asked and the boy who was already soaked in tears, nodded.
"Oh boy. Kisha?"Gigi turned to Makisha who was now standing.
"Yes?"
"I think the name of the guy was Winnie, not Frankie,"Gigi spoke and Makisha gasped.
"Oh, that's right! And they look so alike. Oh shit. I'm so sorry, Mr. Manager. You too, Frankie,"Makisha passed everyone an awkward smile before running out. Gigi followed suit.
The moment everyone got in the car, Jenny hit the gas and off they were.
"Gosh, I haven't had that kinda dramatic display since highschool,"Gigi laughed.
"You needed to see the boy's face. I'm a virgin!"Makisha mimicked the boy from earlier and they laughed.
"I suddenly felt pity for him,"Jenny chuckled. "Good job girls. Phase one completed, the next part is finding out who lodged in the top floor two months ago,"she added and they nodded.
"Watch out, Baby Daddy. You're about to have a bomb explosion in your life,"Makisha mumbled within. She refused to be the only one suffering from the consequences her having this baby brought. He'd suffer it along with her.
Hours Later....
"Argh. Are we ever going to find it? This book is super huge!!"Gigi complained tiredly.
"Happy searching. I wasted all my strength in crying out the tears that was supposed to be reserved for my wedding day,"Makisha spoke in a muffled voice as she chewed on her popcorn.
Jenny stayed silent, observing the book closely.
"Isn't anyone seeing this?"she asked all of a sudden.
"Seeing what?"the girls asked, moving to sit beside her on the floor.
"We've searched this whole book, right? And that date is missing. It isn't normal, is it?"she asked and the rest nodded.
"So, what are you trying to say?"Gigi asked.
"The page was torn,"Jenny replied and Makisha exchanged glances with Gigi who looked equally confused.
"This only means that your being drugged was planned. Whoever did this didn't want you to find the man you slept with,"Jenny unraveled.
"Who the hell could be doing this?"Gigi asked in disbelief, looking into space.
"But good news...."Jenny's words had the girls giving her their attention again.
"Whoever tore this forgot that a name was written at the space meant for payment. I got a name,"Jenny announced, pointing at a part of the opened book.
Andre Richards.
"We got him,"Jenny announced.