Chapter 2 Don’t fuck with me like that
Chapter 2: Don’t fuck with me like that
Coco sipped Hennessy as she scanned her initial plans, then looked up. Vill and Brandy were asleep on the bare floor, loudly snoring. Coco's face shadowed. She sighed deeply. As she moved to the door she turned back, reenergized and seemingly as angry as ever. She gave Vill two kicks on his chest and spat on his face.
Her life had moved on. So she thought, until Vill openly declared interest in running the empire with her. She's been down and out for a long time, but things were different now. Did he dare take a chance on the empire, knowing the dangers of competing with her first hand? She smacked Vill one more time, on the face, and left the room.
Vill stretched, glanced at his wrist watch, and seeing it was nearly ten thirty 10pm, he let out a loud scream. "Christ!" He thought quickly of the annual function at Trendz and realized he had been asleep for close to five hours. He looked around, trying to study the environment, his eyes settled on Brandy, still asleep, snoring in a way that irritated him.
So the witch had poisoned those cookies? The only thing that didn't make sense to him was why she would also poison her childhood friend Brandy. He dipped his right hand in his pocket, silently praying and desperately hoping to still find his cell phone in his pocket. He did find it.
Vill felt an instant sense of alarm as the telephone in the room rang. The continuous ringing of the telephone brought Brandy awake. She stood up, looking at Vill, confused. Vill picked up the receiver and a man's voice whispered,
"You son of a bitch! You double crossed me."
Vill felt his body begin to tremble. "Who is this?" He asked. But he knew.
"You told the cops to come and get me."
"That's not true! I..."
"You promised to help me."
"I will help you. Where are...?"
"You lying cunt!" His voice dropped so low he could hardly make out his words. "You're going to pay for this."
The telephone was dead. Vill stood there, chilled. Something had gone wrong. Vill was trying to control the trembling of his body, trying to think, to reason out what had happened, when Brandy interrupted his thoughts.
"Hey. Where's this place, why are we here, how did we get here, what's happening?" Brandy's voice was sober and filled with fear.
"I don't know." Vill said. Making his way to the door. Brandy followed, and dragged him by his shirt.
"Hey, I'm talking to you. Don't tell me you don't know, we both know, you know."
Brandy knew from the look on his voice that something was wrong. "Where's Coco?"
"I don't know what games Coco is trying to play…"
"What do you mean by games?"
"Is this really how dumb of a human you are, or you are tryna' act stupid?" Vill was getting angry now. He moved closer to Brandy. "Tell me something. You're part of this game right, Coco put you..?"
"This is no fucking game dude! What have you done to Coco, what are your plans?" Brandy reached out for her phone. It was flat dead. Staring at the dead phone in her hands, she felt a stirring within her, but it was not anger.
She was not sure what it was, and she was not sure she liked it.
"My phone is on. Here, call Coco." Vill put the phone in Brandy's hand. He walked over and sat on the floor, as there were no chairs, or bed in the room. The phone rang. It was Coco. Vill jumped to his feet, snatched the phone from Brandy and spoke angrily.
"Are you insane! Where are you, what exactly are you up to?"
"You are in deep shit, why didn't you tell me my dad was already in town? Vill!!! I hate you! and I will make you pay for this." Coco aggressively fired back on the other end of the phone.
"Why didn't you also tell me you poisoned the cookies? Why did you even do it?" He stabilized his voice and spoke softly. "I am sorry. Where are you?"
"At the annual function of course, if you told me my dad would be present I would have done better. I would have put in my best, you need to see the look on his face. He is so disappointed in me and my efforts." Her voice had a peculiar nasal whine.
"Hold on. I am coming. Where are the keys, and what's the way out of here?"
"The door is open. Follow the road to Ekulu. Southside is a dead end." Coco ended the call.
Vill took one last look around the room and headed for the door.
"You can't leave me here." Brandy followed Vill.
Vill and Brandy walked slowly down the desserted, windswept street. A light snow had begun to fall, casting a chiffon veil over the world.
Brandy pulled her coat tighter about her and they moved on down the street, peering into the curtain of snow ahead, as though they were trying to see into the future.
After two hours of walking the streets of Ekulu. Brandy sat down, under a tree. Watching the crickets make strange sounds, until her eyes grew tired. Vill was upright, looking.
"Let's go. We're almost there. The ware house is a stone throw from here." Vill said.
"We'll pass a night at the ware house. A driver will come pick us in the morning. Don't worry, the ware house is very comfortable. I just hope you can cook."
Before Brandy could reply, two masked men pulled up from behind, battering Vill.
