Just Make Him Beautiful (33 page)

“Really
,
Keith?”

He looked deep into my eyes.
“
Of course
,
I have
.
”

I was so turned on by his comment. Not only that,
it
made me feel good about myself
,
and I know
he
meant every word because
,
if not, he wouldn’t have said it.

*

We pulled up to the gate
,
and Keith put his code in
,
and we drove up to the entrance.

Like I said before, I felt as though I had been gone for weeks.
I couldn’t wait to get to my bedroom
, rip these clothes off
,
and take a nice hot bath. Once we got inside, I was so
surprise
d to see
a
big banner at the top of the stairs
that literally took my breath away
. It read,
Welcome Home
Shawty
.

“How did you?” I asked
,
smiling from ear to ear.

“I had it made and hung the same day you left
,
s
hawty
.
”

S
tanding in
the
back of me
,
he
plac
ed
his arms around my waist.
I leaned my head back on
his
chest, wrapped my hands around his
,
and I
truly
felt safe
,
secured
,
and loved
.

Keith spent the whole day with me
,
cooked me a huge breakfast, ran my bathwater with lots of bubbles, bathe
d
me from head to toe
,
and cuddle
d
with me in my bed as we watched reruns of
The Golden Girls
.

I know that’s so gay, but I
love them three white dragons.
Chile
, what can I say?

Keith and I talked and laughed so much
,
we became so exhausted
,
we fell asleep in each
other’s
arms. 

I must
’ve
been really tired because I didn’t wake up until the next morning
,
and Keith was still lying beside me
, asleep
.

M
aybe this could work
?
B
esides
,
people make sacrifices in their relationship all the time, don’t they?

I truly loved Keith because no other man ever made me feel the way he
did
, emotionally or physically. Even now as I lay here looking at him sleep, I can’t help but try to be everything he want
ed
me to be. 

Keith
made me so aroused just by looking at him
sleeping
.
I
needed and wanted him inside me.

I
pulled the covers back, crawled between
his
legs
,
and
took him in my
hungry
mouth.

For the next couple of hours, no one else existed.
He
and I made
tender, passionate
love to each other
as though we were the only two people in the entire world
.

I was happy and in love again.

Chapter 18

A few days
later,
Keith was right back
at
doing his own thing
.
But I wasn’t going to complain
.
I had
my car back, money in my
bag
,
and two of
his
Visa
B
lack cards
,
s
o I was good to go.

I had been trying all morning to contact my little sister Keisha because today was her birthday
.
  I wanted to take her out and celebrate
,
but she wouldn’t answer her phone.
I left a message to let her know to call me
,
that it was important.

Wow!
My little sister is fourteen years old, a young lady.
  I
smile
d,
thinking
back
about
how
much
she used to get on my last nerve.

While waiting on Keisha to return my call, I
fixed me a tuna fish sandwich along with some chips
and
began
watch
ing
one of the morning talk shows
. They
had
this
woman on the show that had forgiven this young guy who had killed her
one and
only son.
On top of that, she somewhat spearheaded his release from jail
,
even though he was convicted and
sitting
on death row.
The murder had taken place more than
twenty
years
earlier,
but this woman actually forgave this guy and now live
d
right next door to him.

Of course
,
they
’d
both had time to think about what happened so many years ago
,
but to forgive him and accept him
,
not only as a neighbor
,
but
to
actually allow him to call her
“
Mom
”
was a bit much.

I
t did cause me to think more about my real mother and how bad I felt for not visiting her once within the past four and a half years since she’d been committed.
I suddenly had the urge to see
her
.
I wasn’t sure what I would say to her
,
but I just wanted to see if she had aged and if there was anything I could do for her. That show had cause
d
me to feel real sentimental
.
  I was ready to forgive my mother
for zoning out on me and Keisha.

I couldn’t remember the name of the mental institution
.
So
,
I
got on Keith’s computer
downstairs in his office, logged on
,
and checked
Google
for all mental institutions in the area
.
I was
thinking
,
once I saw the name
,
that would help me remember.
O
nly two popped up
,
but
Crownsville Mental Institution
rang a bell. I clicked on its
Web
site and wrote down the number and address. 

As I closed the
W
eb
site, I noticed that Keith had several
Web
sites
still
open
,
but
minimized down at the bottom of h
is
computer.

I restored the first one
,
a porn site with big breasted and big bubble
-
butt mommas
.
“Ewww
!
F
reak
,
” I said to myself.”

I restored the second
Web
site
,
Yahoo
!
Messenger
.
Keith was having a conversation with a person named Jermaine “Junior”
Rogers
.
Jermaine
Rogers
was the same name of the bastard
who
killed my brother
,
who also went by the name Junior.

I suddenly got a sickness in my stomach and felt as though I was about to throw up. My body began shaking
.
E
ven my hands were shaking on the keyboard as I tried to scroll to the top of
the page
where the conversation began
.

Jermaine “Junior”
R
ogers
:
Hey bruh, you get that package last night?

Keith “I Got This” Jamison:
Dayum skippy

Jermaine “Junior”
Ro
gers
: G
ood looking out bruh

Keith “I Got This” Jamison:
Yeah, but the next time I tell yo azz, you betta do it!

Jermaine “Junior”
R
ogers
: Yeah bruh I will. Just got caught up in a situation. You know how it is, right? Hey btw, shawty back?

Keith “I
Got This” Jamison:
Yeah man, he called me and I
went
and picked his ass up a couple days ago. He’s here now, knocked the fuck out.  Lol

Jermaine “Junior”
R
ogers
: Wow, again good looking out. He still don’t know you’re my brother, right?

Keith “I Got This” Jamison: Hell No, you just need to chill. I got this, a’ight?

Chile
, if I had pearls around my neck, I would have clutched them. My heart s
a
nk finding out that Junior was Keith’s little brother. And in spite of Keith’s sexual confusion, I really believed he loved me
.
Now
finding out that this was just a game hurt me to my core. Honey, I was so mad, I wanted to throw his computer out of the window.
But
,
as angry as I was, I continued reading.

Jermaine “Junior”
Ro
gers
: Ok Ok Big Bruh, I’ll just lay low until you give me the word, a’ight?

Keith “I Got This” Jamison: You do that.
How’s the sister?

Jermaine “Junior”
Ro
gers
: yeah I got dat little bitch nose wide open bruh. Lol

Keith “I Got This” Jamison:
kewl
, you hit it yet?

Jermaine “Junior”
Ro
gers
: Not yet, not really.

Keith “I Got This” Jamison: What u mean not really, yes or no muthafucka.

Jermaine “Junior”
Ro
gers
: I ain’t fucked her yet but I did lick her young pussy
a
nd Bruh she went crazy. She wanted me to fuck
h
er right in her momma house too. Lol

Keith “I Got This” Jamison: Why
didn’t you? Don’t tell me you were scar
ed of that
y
oung pussy?

I had
had
enough
.
I
couldn’t read another word. I
minimized the screen back down
to
the bottom of the page and
left
the computer exactly the way I found it.
I was so mad
,
I wanted to kill the both of them.

I jumped up from the table
,
ran back upstairs to my room
, and
slammed my door
.

I
paced the floor from one side of the room to the other, trying to get Keisha on the phone. Again, she didn’t answer
.

“Oooo, I swear, I’ma wring that girl
’
s neck when I see her,” I said to myself as I continue
d
to pace the floor. You can fuck wit
h
me all you w
ant
but my sister? Oh
,
h
ell naw!
I needed some help
,
but who could I call?

I thought about calling my mom
.
If I tell her what I just found out, she would worry herself to death.
I grabbed my bag and race
d
down the steps, going as fast as I could.