Raunchy 2 (86 page)

PRESENT DAY
GREEN DOOR – ADULT MENTAL HEALTH CARE CLINIC NORTHWEST, WASHINGTONDC

Christina seemed uneasy the more Harmony told her story. Yet she’d be lying if she didn’t admit that it was also very interesting.
“I’m confused.” Christina said going over the notes on her chart. “I thought you said you were tortured for 30 days by Madjesty.”
“I didn’t say that.”
“You did.”
“No, I didn’t.” She paused. “I said that for thirty days I was tortured like you couldn’t imagine.”
“I’m still confused.”
“What’s there to be confused about? I was tortured for that amount of time.”
“But it seems like you were only held hostage by Madjesty for days, maybe a few weeks at the most. Unless I’m missing something.”
“I was down there, in the basement, for a few weeks.”
“Ms. Phillips, your time frame doesn’t add up. I mean, how can you be tortured for 30 days, yet you were rescued by the caseworker within a matter of weeks?”
“There are many different ways to be tortured.”
Christina sighed. “Yes there are, but I’m speaking specifically of the ways you claimed you were tortured by your daughter.”
“She wasn’t the only one who tortured me.” Harmony paused. “Because life for me got worse after that knock on the door.”
“Okay. But how did Madjesty assist in all of this?”
“She had a part in it and if you let me finish without any further interruptions, you’ll understand more.”
“Okay, before we go there, how did your mother showing up make you feel?”
“Angry.”
“Why?”
“It reminded me of everything I hated about myself.” Harmony paused. “Because had she’d been there…had she been in my life, everything may have been different.”
“It’s true but things may have gone worse. It’s hard to say what things would have been like because life didn’t present itself to you in that way. I think you’re supposed to learn from your past to uplift your future.”
“You’re just an outsider looking in. You’ll never understand.”
“Maybe not, but for now, please continue.”

PART THREE

MAD
PINK

I was sitting in the living room, looking at the woman Harmony said was my grandmother. Beside her were two twenty something year old Spanish chicks that they said were my aunts. It seemed like shit just kept getting weirder and weirder in my life ever since we moved to Concord Manor.

“Irma, I don’t know what you want from me.” Harmony said, sitting bent over slightly on the couch looking in her direction. Irma sat next to her and her daughters stood behind Irma as she sat on the couch.

“I want to make amends, Harmony. Like I said, I’m dying and I wanted you to meet your sisters. They are your family.” Harmony looked at them and they smiled. “I want to tell you why I did the things that I did to you in the past. I want to tell you how I loved you. How I always loved you.”

“Well shit is too late for me, Irma.” She paused. “My life is fucked up and can’t nobody do anything for me at this point but leave me the fuck alone.”

I thought it was funny how Harmony wanted forgiveness from us, but wouldn’t accept it from her own mother. I’m telling you, this bitch is up to something.

“Harmony, please. Just give me a chance. And if you still want me to leave after that, I’m gone, and you’ll never hear from me again.”
“Ms. Irma,” Jayden interrupted, “are you really my grandmother?”
“Yes.” Irma smiled. “I am. And you don’t know how good it feels to finally meet you.”
“All of this is bullshit!” I said interrupting the fake ass ceremony.
“And you are?” One of her daughters asked me.
“She’s my other daughter.” Harmony said.
“Daughter?” One of the aunts asked. “I thought it was a boy.”
“I’m Madjesty, and if what this bitch says is true, that means I’m her other grandchild.”
“Don’t call my mother out of her name again!” the aunt said. “Fuck that shit! I’m so sick of people asking for respect without giving any.” Then I sipped on more of my Henny. “I respect those who respect me.”
“What has happened to you, Madjesty?” Irma asked looking at me suspiciously. “You look like you’ve been through a…”
“Fucked up life?” I said.
“Yes.”
“Well I have.”
Harmony looked at me in disappointment. Not anger, but disappointment. “Irma, if you want to talk, let’s go upstairs and talk alone.” Harmony interjected. When Irma’s eyes remained on me she said, “Please.”
Harmony, Irma and her two daughters went upstairs to the room leaving me and Jayden alone.
“Mad, why are you acting like this?” Jayden asked.
“Fuck you mean?”
“I thought after talking to mama upstairs, shit was cool between you two.” She paused. “Then you come down here and embarrass mama in from of her mother. Why?”
“Well shit ain’t cool. I mean, I just feel like something is up.”
“If you wouldn’t drink so much maybe you wouldn’t feel that way.”
“What you trying to say?”
“I’m saying you drink too much! Open your eyes!” Jayden said. “That’s your grandmother.”
“But she Spanish. She don’t even look like me.” I paused. “And since when do you allow new people into your life? You’re usually the first one who’s suspicious.”
“And I still am.” Jayden said. “But right now, I need you to calm the fuck down. I don’t want that social worker taking us away, Mad. But you sure about to give her a reason acting the way that you are.”
“The last I heard we weren’t conjoined twins.” I laughed. “So if I fuck up they’ll just be taking me away. Don’t worry; you’ll be able to stay with your precious little mother.”
She slapped me in the face and I laughed.
“I’m sick of you talking like that, Madjesty!”
“Finally you got some balls. You just showing them to the wrong person.”
When I said that, my phone rang and I noticed it was pops. So I walked a few feet away from her and answered. “Yeah.”
“I need you to meet me at my house.”
“I can’t do it right now.”
“I thought we had an understanding. You family, and when I need you to have my back, you betta get it.”
“I do have your back, pops. It’s just that some shit just happened over here. And I can’t leave.”
Jayden looked at me and shook her head. “Still fucking with Kali.” Then she walked away. “I hope your stupid ass get exactly what you deserve.”
I shook my head and focused back on my call. “Are you there?”
“Yes. Its really not a good time though, pops. Social workers been hanging at the house saying if I don’t start being home more, and if I don’t go to school, they gonna put me in a foster home. I gotta chill. ”
“When you needed me to dump that young bitch at the hotel I was there.”
Silence.
“My house in thirty minutes, Madjesty. Catch a cab, I’ll pay for it.”
“I’m on my way.”