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    Tales From Sha-Hair-Azad

    Drama!! Oh Drama!!

    By Najya Yasirah


    Chapter 13- Ariannas Are Wonderful Things



    Reyjah tried to sleep, but she couldn’t. She wanted to eat, but her appetite was gone. There was a knock at her door. “Rey!!” said Arianna. Arianna began saying something in her ancient, native languages. Reyjah was wearing a pale yellow Nike tank top and pale blue drawstring pants with yellow stripes on the sides. Her eyes were still red, but not as puffy. “Girl, tell me what the hell is going on!” said Arianna as she plopped down on the Oriental couch. Reyjah sat on the floor. “Okay, one minute he’s in my face: ‘Babe, I’m sorry, I love you, let’s make it work. The next two hours I am watching a threesome starring Antoine, Darlene, and Julia.”  “Who the hell is Julia?” said Arianna. “She’s this little China doll, that works at Mistress.” “What does she have to with Antoine?” “Antoine used to do her, and she also used to do Darlene.” “OH…..!” “Yep!” Arianna was pissed. “I want to kick Darlene’s ass soo damn bad!” she said. “That slut has been nothing but a thorn in your side. “Who’s the one that hit you with her car?”  “Darlene.” “Who’s the one that tried to tell everybody at Giovanni’s that he was a manwhore?” “Darlene.”  “Who’s the one that came up talking junk at Kamikaze’s?”  “Darlene.” “Well, no smack, Sherlock, guess who’s behind all of this?

    Antoine knew he was speeding, but he did not give a damn. All of a sudden his car phone rang. He pushed the ‘speaker’ button. “What the hell do you want?!” he said, frustrated. “Antoine, where are your manners?” said Darlene. “Oh, it’s you, what do you want, bitch?!” “Antoine, such language!” she scolded. “Where the hell do you get off sending home videos to my fiancee’?” he screamed. He almost sideswiped someone. “Damn!” “Keep your eyes on the road, honey!” she said. “You are so pliable when you’re drunk, especially when there is Rohypnol in your drink,” she cackled.  “you put the date rape drug in my champagne?” he said as he slammed on his breaks for a red light. “I put it in a lot of your drinks, my dear,” she said.  “How do you think I convinced you to let me give you that lap dance at “Mistress’? Ruffies have no flavor; you were drinking water and Julia was lacing it left and right. In fact, she had her tongue ring dipped in it when she kissed you in the salon.  At Giovanni’s, every time you turned your head or went to the bathroom, I laced you.” “You could have killed me, you slimy harlot!!” he yelled. The light was green and he was speeding again. “Face it, Antoine, Reyjah will never want you ever again. You were born a manwhore, and a manwhore you will remain!!” “Screw you! You flammable bitch!!” he screamed. Antoine was so busy cursing out Darlene, he did not realize that the car in front of him had slammed on the brakes.

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    Arianna was trying to help Reyjah figure out the issue at hand. “Did Antoine seem like he was enjoying the orgy?” Arianna asked. Reyjah thought for a moment. “Now that I think about it, no, he was just laying there, like he was drunk or passed out or something. It was mostly Julia and Darlene doing the work.” “Maybe he was drugged?” Arianna offered. “You know, the date rape drug is not hard to get in this area.” “Hmmm, “ said Reyjah. Arianna was a smart girl. “I have seen a lot of my female clients after a night of drinks, stuff will happen to them, and they will have absolutely no idea what the hell went on.” “I remember, my momma always told me not to turn away from any drinks whenever I went out,” said Reyjah. “Your mamma is smart.  Date rape drugs can cause your body to slow down in as little as 20-30 minutes. The effects can last for hours.”  “Antoine did seem a little out of it when he came to see me; his eyes looked glassy, and he wasn’t really talking straight.”  Reyjah’s cell phone rang. “What the hell do you want?” she asked. Arianna rolled her eyes. That girl. “Rey!” It was Sheila. Ms. Randolph just called me from Charity Hospital!” “Oh-kay, so what does that have to do with me?” “She’s a nurse there..she said there was a big commotion in the ER. There was an accident.” “Okay, and…?” “Rey, Antoine was involved.” Reyjah dropped her phone.  “What’s wrong, chica?” asked Arianna, as she picked up the phone. “Hello?” “Oh my ….. we’re on our way!!” Arianna grabbed Reyjah’s hand.

    Arianna had really punched the accelerator of her green Mercedes Jeep. “Oh,,,!” was all Reyjah could say at first. “Please God, just let him be okay!!” she cried. She began speaking in tongues. Arianna truly admired her friend’s loyalty. She held her friend’s hand as she prayed. When she was finished, Arianna squeezed her hand.  “You are a good woman, Reyjah,” she said honestly. “So are you, chica,” Reyjah returned.

    Sheila, Midori, Kate and Deuce Bigelow, Derrick, Salvador and Akilah were all in the Charity Hospital waiting room. “There she is,” said Derrick. “What happened?” said Arianna as Derrick hugged Reyjah. “ They said that Antoine was driving home, and , there was a high content of Rohypnol in his system,” said Midori. “A content that could have possibly killed him.” Arianna and Reyjah exchanged looks.  “Isn’t that the date rape drug?” asked Akilah. “Yeah,” said Salvador. “It has no taste; it could even be …slipped…in water.” Salvador looked at Deuce. “That explains so much,” said Deuce as he held Kate close. “But who would try to rape Antoine?” said Akilah. “Someone who really wants what she can’t have…” said Midori. “A blonde, silicone-injected, over the hill bitch,” said Sheila. “And let’s not forget about a certain , young, blue-streaked bitch,” said Reyjah.  “I wanna kick Darlene’s ass, today,” said Arianna firmly. “At least she won’t have to go far for medical attention.”   “I am so glad, you are here, Reyjah,” said Ms. Randolph. “How is Antoine?” she asked. “Reyjah, he’s in a coma. He suffered a concussion, but the Rohypnol in his bloodstream was very strong. “It’s a miracle he didn’t die from just that.”  “Can I see him?” asked Reyjah. “Of course,” said Ms. Randolph, taking her hand.
    Antoine was in an alternate state of consciousness. He could not hear or even sense Reyjah’s soft touch.  She looked at him as he laid hooked up to IV’s. His bandaged ribs showed that he had suffered bruised ribs along with a concussion. His head was also bandaged.  She ran her fingers through his dark, curly hair. She stared at the tubes that were helping him breathe.  She hated hospitals. She had been a patient 10 times in her life. Nine knee surgeries and one partial hysterectomy. She held Antoine’s hand. This would be the ultimate test. What if he was to suffer brain damage from the Rohypnol? What if he never woke up? 
    “I love you so much, Ant,” she said. “I should have trusted you more, like you said I did, I guess I broke that promise.”  “But you did promise to be his friend and stick by his side,” said a familiar voice. “Ms. Holden,” said Reyjah.  “Sweetie,” she said as she hugged her young friend. “How did you get in the ICU?” asked Reyjah. “I have so many connections here at his hospital, honey it ain’t even funny.” “I’m glad you’re here,” Reyjah said. “You know, for days I swore up and down that I hated him, that I didn’t need him…” “It’s not your fault, Rey; you didn’t know that it was a set-up . Speaking of which, I found out who Julia’s father is,” said Ms. Holden with a smile. “Who is he?” aksed Reyjah with wide eyes. All of a sudden, Antoine’s heart monitor began to flatline. “Oh..Nurse! Nurse!!” cried Ms. Holden in the hallway. Reyjah was stunned. “No….Antoine, you can’t die, I won’t let you!!” She grabbed her lover’s hand and began to pray.  She felt someone touch her shoulder. The nurses were going to shock him. “I’m leaving, just please don’t let my best friend, die,” said Reyjah. “We’ll do the best we can,” said a nurse. From the window of the ICU, Reyjah and Ms. Holden watched as the nurses tried to revive Antoine. “Clear!”  “Clear!” “Come on, Antoine, you got a beautiful woman waiting for you!” “Give me some more!” Ms. Holden squeezed Reyjah’s hand.  Antoine’s heart rate returned. “Thank you, God!!” said Reyjah. A nurse came out into the hallway. “He’s a fighter,” she commented. “Are you his wife?” “Yes, she is,” said Ms. Holden quickly.  “The Rohypnol in his bloodstream is at a very dangerous level. Whoever did this to him could face serious, criminal charges.” Ms. Holden and Reyjah exchanged looks.  “How serious?” asked Reyjah. “Attempted murder?” “What about rape?” said Ms. Holden. “That too, Rohypnol is illegal in the state of California.”  Ms. Holden nodded to Reyjah. “Thank you, so much,” Reyjah said to the nurse.

    “What happened ?  We saw people running to The ICU,” said Midori. When Reyjah and Ms. Holden walked into the waiting room. “Antoine flat-lined, but he’s fine, now,” said Reyjah flatly. “I am going to beat the hell out of Darlene,” said Arianna. “I wish hadn’t cussed Antoine out like I did,” said Derrick. “Heck, I cussed at him in Japanese,” said Midori, touching Derrick’s shoulder.  “Look, you all are not to blame, you are only human; I probably said worse things than what you said.” Reyjah piped. “But now, we have to find a way to destroy Julia and annihilate Darlene.” “Let’s go to my house,” said Akilah. “I love devising plans of destruction.”

    Tales From Sha-Hair-Azad - Chapter 14