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Chapter Eleven
Poor Girl

After Joe left, I grabbed a quick shower before heading out. I dressed for business today in black jeans, black Henley and my vans. My hair was pulled back in a ponytail and my mascara was thick with courage. After everything that Joe had told me and this headache still pounding away at my skull, I needed a lot of courage to even make it out of my apartment. Maybe some liquid courage as well. Some beer or something even... stronger. Ugh, this headache.

I took a few more aspirin before heading out the door. My first stop was the bonds office, after a quick stop of course. I breezed through the door with a box of donuts in my hand. Of course, I grabbed donuts before coming here. If I didn't, I was likely to get jumped or something.

"White girl got suga'." Lula declared loudly as she jumped off the couch and came running at me. I mean towards me.

I gave her a grin and handed her the donuts, securing my safety. I then turned my attention to Connie. "Anything new?" I asked, hopeful. Despite the headache, I was hyped up and ready to get my day started.

Connie handed me two folders. "Yep. Got ya covered today."

I accepted the folders. "Who is it?" I asked, but I really wasn't expecting an answer. After all, I had the folders now. I always asked but I never knew why I did. I could just flip open the folder and tada! At the tip of my fingers...

I flipped open the first one. "Mooner! Really?" I scoffed, a little shocked. "Didn't he just get arrested and I had to bring him in a few weeks ago." I wondered out loud.

Connie shrugged. "Probably so. I think he's fucking bored out of his mind. Dougie's been in jail for the last three months."

My mouth dropped as wide eyes found Connie's laughing ones. "What? For what? How come I didn't hear about it?" I shot off rapid fire questions.

"He was arrested for drugs with intent to sale because he was caught with a hefty amount. Almost two pounds of weed which we know that was probably just his stash for him and Mooner to share, but the po-po see that much as wanting to make a sale. And he's not out on bail because they set the bond way fucking high. And I don't have a clue why you didn't know. I would have figured Mooner would have told you. Mooner thinks the world of you."

I smiled softly. "He does?" This was news to me.

Connie nodded looking at me like I had lost my mind. "I'm surprise you didn't know this."

I shook my head and shrugged my shoulders. "I didn't know." I was surprised and humbled.

Connie laughed. "You're usually the reason he skips court." She pointed out.

That made me giggle. "That's too funny and I'm sure it's not true. He's just too high to remember. I'm gonna have to get him to stop that."

"I doubt he will." Connie stated, rolling her eyes.

I rolled my eyes in return. "You're probably right."

I shut Mooner's folder and opened the second one. "Leticia Morgan. Thirty-four years of age, five two and she weighs hundred and two pounds." I curled my nose. She was a skinny bitch. Always had been, even in school. Ugh. Some girls, all the luck. "Blond hair, green eyes and arrested for..." I stopped reading and looked up. This had to be a joke. Lettie was such a good girl growing up. "Seriously?" I asked.

Connie grinned. "First time for everything." She shrugged. She knew Lettie too.

"The arresting officer was her ex-husband." I huffed. Oh, I was pissed.

"Yep." Connie agreed with a pop to the 'p'.

"What an ass!" I commented and loudly. I fucking hated ex-husbands.

"Yep." Another agreement. Another pop.

I tried to cock an eyebrow but I'm pretty sure I failed. "What's the whole story? And again, how did I miss this?" I couldn't believe I've missed so much. I was always in the midst of the Burg gossip.

Connie laughed. "It was all anyone talked about for days." She teased and I glared. Connie continued to chuckle as she continued with her story. "So Lettie's husband left her for a younger..." Connie glanced at Lula and then back at me. "Man."

I spewed my coffee all over Connie who thankfully didn't get upset. She only laughed harder. "What?" I practically yelled.

Connie nodded. "Exactly. It was really unexpected. Most of the Burg knew but her ex was keeping it on the down low. Then something happened between the two of them and he turned nasty."

"What happened?" I asked.

She shrugged. "Don't know. No one does. Just one day he was quiet about the fact that he was gay and in love with a younger man and left his wife for this younger man, and the next day he was shouting to the roof tops that it was wife that turned him into a gay man. That she was shitty in bed and she didn't know how to pleasure a man to save her pathetic little life and on and on."

My eyes narrowed. "What a fucking bastard! Didn't his new found partner care about all this?"

Another shrugged. "Don't know if he does or not. He's one of those quiet types."

"Oh..."

"So Lettie was at the mall, at Victoria Secret because after all, most of us girls go to Victoria Secret when needing to feel beautiful." I nodded in agreement as Connie continued. "Apparently, her ex was there with his new lover as well and he caught sight of Lettie in VS and he went stupid. Starting telling anyone who would listen that she had no right in VS because she didn't have the curves for their gorgeous lingerie and then went in to tell everyone that she couldn't please a man. Right there in the middle of the fucking mall!"

"I would have cut his dick slam the fuck off." Lula suddenly announced. I snorted and coughed and practically choked on my own spit. I had completely forgotten she was there.

Connie laughed, nodded in agreement and continued forward. "Lettie got pissed too. She stripped down to her bra and panties right there in the middle of the mall and preceded to tell everyone that she had a smoking hot body and she knew exactly how to suck a fucking cock. Um...her words, not mine."

This time I choked on my donut. "She did not?" I gasped. I couldn't believe that. Lettie had always been such a goody two shoes. And very self-conscious of her body. She always hated gym and the locker room.

"She did and then her bastard of an ex-husband arrested her. He arrested her for indecent exposure, assaulting a police officer because she slapped him, resisting arrest and then theft, because when she slapped him she had to walk out of the store to get to him and she had a bra and panty set in her hand when she did so."

"I want the slap the asshole myself. What the hell? Was he in uniform at the time?" I asked and Connie shook her head. "Then how did the charges stick?" I questioned.

"Friends in high places, Steph. It goes far."

I chewed on my lip for a minute, thinking of something truly evil. I knew I shouldn't but I hated ex-husbands and this guy was an officer and he was using that power for evil, so an eye for eye. "Can I have his address?" I asked nicely.

Connie cocked an eyebrow at me in question but didn't say anything before she rattled off his address. I grinned. I knew exactly where that was. "Lula, wanna ride?" I asked, grabbing another donut.

She grinned, knowing I was planning on something not so ethical. "Let's go, white girl." She hopped up, grabbed two... no three...nope four donuts and out the door we went with a wave to Connie.

"Where to first?"

I grinned. "The ex's place. He needs to be taught a lesson."

Lula's brows furrowed. "I don't like the po-po, Steph. They be arresting my ass because I used to be a lady of the night."

I rolled my eyes. "No one is going to arrest you or me because he will not be seeing us."

She huffed. "What's his name?"

"Lettie's folder said his name was Matthew."

"We should go to the Clucky first." Lula suddenly announced.

My head swung in her direction. "What? Why?"

"Their trash day is tomorrow. So right now it's got to be smelly quite raunchy right now." She said. Normally. Nonchalantly.

My eyes widened ever so slowly. "Are you suggesting what I think you're suggesting?"

She shrugged. "Maybe, but I ain't saying anything out loud." She stated.

I laughed as I turned my vehicle around and headed towards Cluck-In-the-Bucket.

Thirty minutes later, we were in front of Matthew's house with a trunk full of the stinkiest trash known to mankind. Oh hell, it was horrible. I'm pretty sure I threw up. I knew for a fact Lula did. It was that bad. No seriously... I was pretty sure I wasn't ever going to eat at Clucky's again. Never. That bad.

"How long we gotta wait?" Lula asked, two seconds after we parked and then again in ten seconds and then a minute later. We had been here a total of three minutes and she had asked fifteen times how long we had to wait.

I shrugged. "Gotta make sure he's gone. And that no one else is here."

Lula sighed. "We should have brought provisions. I'm hungry."

"What happened to those donuts?" I asked.

"What donuts?" She looked at me like I was crazy.

"The ones from the Bonds office."

She rolled her eyes. "Girl, I ate those. I ate those before we even got into the car."

I kept the laughter in, but it was hard. I had wonder where they had gone. She sighed again. I pulled out my phone and called Joe.

"Yo."

"Hey Joe. You working?"

"Yeah... everything okay, Cupcake?" He asked, cautiously.

"Yep, I was just wondering if you know Matthew Morgan."

"I do. Why?"

"He working?"

"Yeah, both him and his partner." Joe replied.

"Oh. His work partner or um..."

Joe chuckled. "Both. He fell in love with his partner."

"Oh."

"Yeah. What he did to Lettie was shitty as fuck and everyone around here is a little pissed at him. Even his own partner."

"Good." I simply stated.

"Good? Steph, should I be worried?"

"Nope. Bye Joe."

I hung up before he could say anymore. I turned to Lula. "We're clear. Let's do this." I shouted before jumping out of the car. Lula jumped out with me and together we dumped the seven bags of trash on his front lawn, his front porch, and any where else we could find to put it. His place was covered and it stunk so bad. Lula and me were both gagging as we dumped it but when we stuffed the empty trash bags into his own trash cans, we laughed all the way to the car. Don't worry, we used gloves so no fingerprints.

We continued to laugh as we drove to Lettie's little apartment. Yep, the bastard got the house in the divorce. See, he deserved it. I told Lula to wait in the car and knocked on Lettie's door. She opened it wearing the cutest little yellow sundress with pretty blue flowers. Her hair was pulled back into a little up do knot at the back of her head with little tendrils curled around her face. Lettie was beautiful. She was definitely better off without Matt.

She smiled at me. "Hi Steph."

"Hi Lettie. How're you?"

She shrugged. "I'm okay."

"You know why I'm here?"

She nodded. "I do. That's why I'm dressed up. I figured you would show up eventually to drag me back and I wanted to look my best."

I grinned. "You look beautiful, but why didn't you show up for court?" I asked her.

She turned red. "I was embarrassed. I've never been arrested or naked in public and in one day, I did both. I was afraid to show my face."

I reached out and grabbed her hand, giving her a friendly squeeze. "You have nothing to ashamed of. What Matt did was despicable and nasty. He should be the one that's embarrassed to show his face. Not you. I know I have to bring you in, but us girls have to stick together."

She smiled gently. "Thanks Steph."

She locked her apartment and together we walked to the car. "Oh and you might want to watch the news tonight." I grinned at her. Her eyes narrowed in suspicion but she just nodded. We were only in the car for a minute when Lula opened her blabber mouth and told Lettie everything we had done. Did I mention we smeared old chicken parts all over the siding of the house? I didn't? Well, we did. By the time we pulled up at the cop shop, Lettie was laughing so hard I was pretty sure she was gonna pee her pants or bust a gut or something.

Lettie's happiness went south when we climbed out of the car. "Head up, Lettie. You have nothing to be ashamed of." She perked up and together we walked in. She was rebonded out just as quickly since I had called Connie on the way to station. We made a quick drive by to Matt's house to perk up her spirits and sure enough, she was laughing once again. We dropped her off with some more good words and laughter. I dropped Lula off, grabbed my receipt, and went to the bank.

I then went to the store and got lost. I don't know why, but I did. I shopped leisurely. I bought food of course, but then I bought these mini lamp things that you power with batteries. I don't know why. They were cute and on sale for a fifty cents a piece. I bought ten of them. In all different colors. They were smaller than a bottle of water. Adorable. I then bought cookies. I mean like those frosted cookies that always change color depending on the holiday. Those. They were on sale too. So I bought several packages. I bought beer too. And some wine. It was on sale too. Oh and I got some new cups. I don't know why. They had stupid sayings on them like bottom's up and shit. On sale.

I stopped by Redbox and rented the new Ghostbusters movie. I bought some chicken wings and potato wedges and went home with all my goodies. After dropping my packages at the front door, I made my way through my little apartment and found it empty. I unloaded and put away my groceries and then grabbed my food, my beer and my movie and planted my ass in front of the television. Halfway through the movie, I got up and grabbed a package of the cookies and then ate the package of the cookies. Glad I bought more than one.

After the movie was over, I took the trash in the kitchen and cleaned up. I looked towards Rex and Snowball and frowned. I hadn't noticed it when I walked in but both of them had a carrot in their cage and fruit loops. I hadn't given them either. Nothing had been out of place when I first got home, but I quickly made another round of my little apartment and once again(with my gun), I found it empty. I looked at their cages and shook my head. I didn't like it. I cleaned out their cages, one at a time. I ditched the food and water in their cages and gave them fresh. Once that was done, I grabbed a bottle of water. I took a quick shower, I didn't wash my hair. Didn't need to. I finished off the bottle of water and went to bed.

I woke up, groggy. My vision was blurry and I couldn't seem to make the blurriness go away. My head was pounding and once again, I felt weighed down. Something wasn't right. But all I could do was close my eyes and go back to sleep.