Free You're the One I Want by Shane Allison Page B

who doesn’t want her.”
    I struggled to snatch his hand away from my throat, but Deanthonywas too strong. It was official. This fool had lost his mind, if he ever had one to begin with. “Get your fucking hands off me.” I could barely push the words up from my throat due to the tight hold from Deanthony’s kung-fu grip.
    â€œNot until you and I come to an understanding that I’m nobody’s whipping boy I’m not some dog that you can kick around when he doesn’t do what you tell it.”
    I felt inside my purse for something I could use against Deanthony. I yanked out my fingernail file and stabbed him in the arm with the only weapon I had against this gorilla of a man.
    â€œDamn, bitch, are you crazy?”
    He turned me loose. It took everything in me to keep from cutting Deanthony. A man puts his hands on me, I instantly see red. But Mama Liz had her eyes glued to us the whole time and I wasn’t trying to catch a murder case over Deanthony’s ashy-ass.
    â€œYou’re glad I didn’t plunge this in your throat. Don’t you ever put your grimy hands on me again, or someone’s going to the morgue.”
    â€œI’m fucking bleeding,” Deanthony said.
    â€œShut the fuck up; it’s just a flesh wound. You’ll live.”
    Mama Liz stepped onto the porch. “D, what’s going on out here?”
    I eased my nail file back into my purse. “Nothing, Ma, we’re just talking.”
    â€œWell, I heard you yelling out here. Are you all right?”
    Fucking mama’s boy.
    â€œGo on back in the house, Ma. I’m fine. Tangela and I are just talking.” Deanthony dabbed at the cut on his arm with the tail end of his tank top.
    Mama Liz did what Deanthony told her, holding her eyes on me. If looks could kill, she would have slit a bitch’s throat.
    â€œI don’t know who you think you’re messing with. Maybe yougot me confused with some low-budget chicken head, but you got the wrong bitch today. I didn’t drive all the way over here on this ghetto-ass side of town to kick up shit with you. I’m trying to make sure we both get what we want. I get your brother and you get to ride off back to La La Land with Bree.”
    â€œWhat the fuck makes you think I need you for that? I’ve stolen a long line of honeys from under Kashawn’s nose.”
    â€œBut Bree isn’t just any bitch. This is the woman you’re in love with.”
    Deanthony laughed like he was crazy.
    â€œWhat’s so damn funny?”
    â€œYou trying to sell me on Bree like she’s a damn frozen cup. Again, baby girl, I don’t need you to tell me how I feel.”
    â€œJust remember our plan and don’t fuck this up for us.”
    â€œWhere’s the tape?”
    â€œDo you think I would tell you, just like that?”
    â€œI could just beat it out of you.”
    â€œAnd you’ll never get the original.”
    Deanthony looked at me, knowing I had him by the balls.
    â€œMama Liz’s doctor told her to take it easy after that mild heart attack she had last summer. I know. I was there when he told her, Kashawn, and Bree about the fragility of her health. It would just break her heart if she found out that her baby was a high-class escort. You know how Mama Liz feels about people like you.”
    â€œYou a low-level cunt bitch, Tangela.”
    â€œSticks and stones, baby boy. Just stick with the plan and I’ll give you all the copies and Mama Liz never needs to know about your sexual curricular activities.”
    â€œAnd how the fuck do I know that you don’t have copies?”
    â€œYou’re just going to have to trust this low-level cunt bitch.”
    Deanthony gawked at me like he was trying to stare a hole throughme. He knew I had his ass between a rock and a hard place with both my hands wrapped firmly around his balls. “So you going to tell me what’s up or do I have to