Chapter 13

“I’m Watching You”

Lisa

 

 

I knew Touch was bound to fuck up and I would be there to catch his ass. After my embarrassment at the courthouse, I was determined to get this selfish motherfucker. So many nights I’d sat and watch him stagger his drunk ass into the house. This particular night I was hoping I would be just as lucky. My confidence was high, and I was ready to serve up some retribution. If things went as planned, I would follow right behind him and enter his house with ease. I had been playing it low for a while, so I knew his guard would be down.

I was dressed in all black with a hoodie on, and I’d been sitting outside Touch’s house for hours waiting for him to come home. I felt like a real gangster as I used binoculars to get a bird’s-eye view of his house. Since I didn’t know how long I would be waiting, I drank no liquids at all. I was craving some water or a tasty appletini. My mouth was dry as shit. I refused to leave my post, no matter the situation. I even put on Depend underwear, just in case I had to pee, but the lack of fluids in my body prevented me from having to piss myself.

“Finally,” I whispered as Touch pulled up in the driveway. I slouched down lower in my seat to shield myself from his eyes.

To my surprise, his guard wasn’t down at all. That fool was looking all around under the car, in bushes, and even behind the garbage can, all the while carrying a gun in one hand and talking on his cell phone in another. My window was down, so I was able to listen closely as he secured the premises before walking in the house.

From what I was able to gather, he was leaving Jewel a voice message. He had his beg game on, so I guess Jewel had left him. I laughed to myself and waddled in joy with this newfound discovery. Karma is a bitch, muthafucka.

I sat patiently and waited another hour before I attempted to walk into Touch’s house. The Touch I knew always hit the blunt and drank a couple shots of Hennessy after a long day. This was the little extra edge I needed before making my move. I quietly climbed out my car and walked to the back door. I turned the knob. This shit was easier than I thought. Touch dumb ass had left the back door unlocked.

“Jewel, is that you?” he called out as I walked through the door.

Shit, I thought to myself knowing for sure I was caught. I froze in my steps, not knowing what to do.

“Jewel? Baby, answer me,” Touch shouted out again.

With no other option, I cleared my throat and tried my best to disguise my voice. “Yes, baby,” I replied.

“Make me a drink, and bring it in here when you come please, baby,” Touch begged.

“Okay.”

I grabbed a shot glass and sprinkled a drug called Thorazine in it and mixed it with the Hennessy. I’d learned from a criminal-ass friend of mine that it paralyzes the body. I walked up behind him and put the glass to his lips, and he drank it all down in one big gulp.

“I knew you would come back,” he said, slurring his words.

Touch was so drunk, he didn’t even notice as I pulled out the rope from my backpack and started wrapping him with it.

“I love you,” I whispered in a sweet tone as I knew Jewel probably would. Then I pulled the rope tight.

Touch finally opened his eyes. He began to tussle a bit, but it was too late. The medicine had all ready kicked in.

“What the fuck,” were the last words he spoke before

I stuck it to him hard, like a virgin with no lubrication.

I pulled out a pair of brass knuckles from my pocket and started beating him with no remorse. I couldn’t resist fucking with his manhood, so I stomped on his dick. And to wrap it all up, I knocked out one of his teeth. I was sure to leave my mark, just as he’d done to me. To fuck up his mind even more, I ransacked the place to make it seem like I was looking for something. Satisfied with my handiwork, I took one last look around the place. I figured, since I had the run of the house, I would take something as a memento. I deserved it, considering what Touch had put me through.

I quickly snatched up an iPod from the end table and put it in my pocket. Then I went through Touch’s pockets and took all his cash.

My last stop was the kitchen. I opened the refrigerator took out a beer and calmly sat and drank it. Now that my mouth had some saliva back, I went back to Touch and spat in his face before walking out the back door.