something.”
“Why are you still talking?” Caprice asked as she struggled to get to her feet. The night wasn’t going to end well for her, but if she could just make it to her purse, it wouldn’t end well for Keisha and Aries either.
“You obviously didn’t come here to chit chat, so what do you expect me to do? Cry? Beg? Confess my secrets? Don’t hold your breath.”
Keisha stepped closer, blocking Caprice’s path to her purse.
“You’re going to tell us what you’ve been telling your brother.”
Caprice shook her head. “No I’m not. But Diesel knows everything I told my brother. All it took was a smile and a few texts to get your man to spill the beans.”
Keisha reacted just like Caprice expected...with emotion.
“Bitch!” Keisha yelled and slapped Caprice across the face.
The sting of her heavy hand felt like fire. Keisha’s hand was adorned with heavy sharp rings that cut Caprice’s face like a razor.
No emotion , Caprice said to herself. Fight with no emotion .
Caprice balanced herself and swung with enough force that her punch knocked Keisha to the floor. The other girls sprung into action. Caprice had never been in a real fight before, but she swung and kicked with everything Angelo had taught her. It was useless. Her hands and feet were no match against four girls and two baseball bats. Bones in her legs and arms crunched as metal bats made contact. On the ground, Caprice screamed in excruciating pain.
The merciless beating went on for three or four minutes. Caprice screamed as her broken body continued to absorb blow after blow. She didn’t hear Aries order the girls to stop. The pain was agonizing. Her eyes and ears were filled with blood.
Aries stood over her crumpled body and stared down at her.
“Damn shame you turned out to be the enemy,” he said. “I kinda liked you.”
Aries kneeled down next to Caprice and put his mouth close to her ear.
“I hope you had a good time with your brother,” he whispered. “You’re never going to see him again.”
Caprice struggled to say anything but her mouth was too swollen to move. Her words came out as unidentifiable grunts.
Aries chuckled as he stood up. “Goodbye Caprice.” He grinned over her practically lifeless body, then spit on her face.
A weak groan escaped her lips as the intruders filed out of her apartment. A lone tear rolled out of her right eye as Caprice prayed for death and revenge.
Chapter Ten
The Young and The Restless was playing on the television when Caprice’s eyes began to flutter. Eventually she opened both eyes. She blinked a few times to clear her blurry vision. She didn’t have to wonder where she was. The soft hum of medical electronics and the glaring white blanket covering her body confirmed she was in a hospital bed. She painfully remembered why. She remembered every single detail of the beating she’d taken. Her only question was how long she’d been lying in the bed and when she could go home.
“Mommy?” Caprice whispered. She knew that her mother was in the room. She could smell the Chanel #5 that Mahogany always wore.
“Yes, dear?” Mahogany’s voice was very close. Caprice turned her heavy head to the side. Sure enough, Mahogany’s gentle face was mere inches away from her daughter’s.
Her mother’s voice was calm and soothing, but her dark brown eyes flashed with a hint of anger. She had every right to be upset. Her child was lying in a hospital bed, lucky to be alive. The last few days hadn’t been a walk in the park.
“Not in New York, am I?” Caprice whispered. All she could do was whisper. She didn’t have the energy to speak any louder. Plus, she could barely open her mouth. Her jaw was wired shut.
“Of course not,” Mahogany stated. “I told you that when you asked yesterday.”
“Nico?”
Mahogany sighed heavily. “He’s fine. Your father is fine. They’re on their way down here to see you.” She held a Styrofoam cup with a straw to Caprice’s
“Why are you still talking?” Caprice asked as she struggled to get to her feet. The night wasn’t going to end well for her, but if she could just make it to her purse, it wouldn’t end well for Keisha and Aries either.
“You obviously didn’t come here to chit chat, so what do you expect me to do? Cry? Beg? Confess my secrets? Don’t hold your breath.”
Keisha stepped closer, blocking Caprice’s path to her purse.
“You’re going to tell us what you’ve been telling your brother.”
Caprice shook her head. “No I’m not. But Diesel knows everything I told my brother. All it took was a smile and a few texts to get your man to spill the beans.”
Keisha reacted just like Caprice expected...with emotion.
“Bitch!” Keisha yelled and slapped Caprice across the face.
The sting of her heavy hand felt like fire. Keisha’s hand was adorned with heavy sharp rings that cut Caprice’s face like a razor.
No emotion , Caprice said to herself. Fight with no emotion .
Caprice balanced herself and swung with enough force that her punch knocked Keisha to the floor. The other girls sprung into action. Caprice had never been in a real fight before, but she swung and kicked with everything Angelo had taught her. It was useless. Her hands and feet were no match against four girls and two baseball bats. Bones in her legs and arms crunched as metal bats made contact. On the ground, Caprice screamed in excruciating pain.
The merciless beating went on for three or four minutes. Caprice screamed as her broken body continued to absorb blow after blow. She didn’t hear Aries order the girls to stop. The pain was agonizing. Her eyes and ears were filled with blood.
Aries stood over her crumpled body and stared down at her.
“Damn shame you turned out to be the enemy,” he said. “I kinda liked you.”
Aries kneeled down next to Caprice and put his mouth close to her ear.
“I hope you had a good time with your brother,” he whispered. “You’re never going to see him again.”
Caprice struggled to say anything but her mouth was too swollen to move. Her words came out as unidentifiable grunts.
Aries chuckled as he stood up. “Goodbye Caprice.” He grinned over her practically lifeless body, then spit on her face.
A weak groan escaped her lips as the intruders filed out of her apartment. A lone tear rolled out of her right eye as Caprice prayed for death and revenge.
Chapter Ten
The Young and The Restless was playing on the television when Caprice’s eyes began to flutter. Eventually she opened both eyes. She blinked a few times to clear her blurry vision. She didn’t have to wonder where she was. The soft hum of medical electronics and the glaring white blanket covering her body confirmed she was in a hospital bed. She painfully remembered why. She remembered every single detail of the beating she’d taken. Her only question was how long she’d been lying in the bed and when she could go home.
“Mommy?” Caprice whispered. She knew that her mother was in the room. She could smell the Chanel #5 that Mahogany always wore.
“Yes, dear?” Mahogany’s voice was very close. Caprice turned her heavy head to the side. Sure enough, Mahogany’s gentle face was mere inches away from her daughter’s.
Her mother’s voice was calm and soothing, but her dark brown eyes flashed with a hint of anger. She had every right to be upset. Her child was lying in a hospital bed, lucky to be alive. The last few days hadn’t been a walk in the park.
“Not in New York, am I?” Caprice whispered. All she could do was whisper. She didn’t have the energy to speak any louder. Plus, she could barely open her mouth. Her jaw was wired shut.
“Of course not,” Mahogany stated. “I told you that when you asked yesterday.”
“Nico?”
Mahogany sighed heavily. “He’s fine. Your father is fine. They’re on their way down here to see you.” She held a Styrofoam cup with a straw to Caprice’s
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