The Bryson Blood Wars (18 page)

              “Thank you so much Aunt Clover. I feel safe already.” Calista said with a smile.

              “Good. Let’s get you to bed,” Clover said and the two went upstairs to get some rest.

Opal was on cloud nine about her engagement. There are still a few bumps in the road, but it looks like Wallace is trying to change. At least that’s what she convinced herself. The meeting still stuck with Opal. She felt the family’s love now but she didn’t know if the love would still be there if her secrets were to ever come out.

              “This is so exciting.” Opal said with a smile as she and Wallace were heading to a superhero themed costume party. Opal was going as Poison Ivy wearing a green jumpsuit that Wallace bought for her to wear to the party. Wallace was wearing a black suit and tie and Opal found it strange.

              “Yes it is,” Wallace said with a smile.

              “By the way, what’s with the black suit and tie for a costume party?” Opal finally asked.

              “Oh....I’m going as Bruce Wayne,” Wallace answered.

              “Gotcha,” Opal said getting the concept.

              “Here we are,” Wallace said when he parked the car. “Let’s go my lady.”

              They got out of the car and Wallace took Opal by the hand and led her to the party. When they went inside all eyes were on Opal, but it wasn’t in a positive way. The looks Opal was receiving was ridicule, crazy and a few covered giggles. The reason for the attention was because she was wearing a costume at a black tie affair.

              “Wallace, what the hell!” Opal hissed under her breath with venom. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

              “I’m just finding out. I’m as embarrassed as you are.” Wallace tried to say with a straight face while doing a terrible job holding in his laughter at Opal’s expense.

              Opal already knew Wallace was full of shit. Why else would he buy a costume for her to wear for a black tie affair. “I’m leaving,” She said.

              Opal tried to turn around to walk out the door but Wallace grabbed her arm and pulled her further inside. “No, you’re not,” he insisted.

              “I’m not staying here dressed like this,” Opal argued. “Even though you’re probably enjoying this.”

              “That’s not true and you’ll be fine,” Wallace insisted while clenching his teeth and led her to a table.

              It wasn’t even a full minute before a supermodel type light skinned woman with long hair and gray eyes walked over to Wallace and gave him a little too friendly hug. “Wallace baby, I’m so glad you could make it,” she said.

              “Trisha baby, I wouldn’t miss your party for the world.” Wallace said.

              “Trisha!” Opal yelled because she remembered the name well. It was the name of one of the women who was always calling and texting Wallace. This particular woman was sending Wallace nasty ass pictures. When Opal confronted Wallace about it he said the woman sent them to the wrong number. Now Wallace brought Opal to this nasty ass hoe’s party with her dressed in this ridiculous costume while everyone else is dressed nicely in black tie attire. “I knew it! This is the same Trisha that’s been texting my fiancée and sending him those nasty hoe ass pictures!” She turned to Wallace and casually asked. “So Wallace, how long have you been fucking this slut?”

              “Opal, please calm down!” Wallace begged but the situation was to far gone.

              “Don’t you fucking dare tell me to calm down nigga!” Opal snapped. “You got some fucking nerve bringing me to this stank bony ass hoe’s party with your hands all over this bitch!”

              “Look bitch!” Trisha yelled and got in Opal’s face. “Nobody told your fat ass to come up in here looking like a pregnant ass swamp creature!”

              Opal didn’t say one word. She let her fist do the talking by punching Trisha dead in the nose. Trisha fell hard to the floor on her ass and Opal pounced on her like a hungry lion and started choking the shit out of her. Since she was already the laughingstock of the party, Opal figured she might as well ball out and beat this bitch’s ass. At least it’ll make her feel better about the whole fucked up situation. Trisha was struggling for air but Opal didn’t care. She had enough and wanted to break Trisha’s neck.

              Wallace tried to pull Opal off Trisha but she pushed him off of her with a quick swift motion with her arm. Trisha was about to use the brief opportunity to get up and take a swing, but Opal stopped with a block and a powerful sucker punch to the face. It took three men to pull Opal off Trisha. Opal regained her composure and was prepared to leave. Before she left she stomped over to Trisha who was struggling to get off the floor to kick her in the stomach and the face before making her exit. Wallace chased after Opal and she stopped at a nearby corner to make a quick call.

              “Opal come back here!” Wallace demanded as he caught up with her.

              “What nigga?” Opal snapped back at Wallace.

              “How the fuck could you embarrass me like that back there?” Wallace yelled with anger.

              Opal couldn’t believe this bullshit Wallace had coming out of his mouth.
What the hell! I might as well add a second notch to the belt.
Opal thought before giving Wallace a fire filled left hook to the jaw. “Are you fucking serious nigga? I embarrassed you? You the one to fucking talk! You lied about taking me to a costume party so you could make a fool out of me and to add insult to injury it was your hoe ass side piece’s party. Not only that, but you didn’t do shit about that bitch getting in my face and disrespecting me. You are the one who embarrassed me motherfucker!”

              “You know what. Fuck this shit!” Wallace dismissed while still rubbing his face where Opal punched him. “You can walk home for all I give a fuck. In fact Trisha made a few good points back there. Your ungrateful ass need to be than.....”

              Opal interrupted Wallace with another punch to the face. Wallace was about to raise his balled fist when Opal said, “I wish you would.” Wallace didn’t say anything. He was about to walk off when Opal mumbled, “Clover was right about your ass.”

              “What did you say?” He must have super sonic hearing! Opal thought. She never intended on telling Wallace about the meeting but, oh well.

              “I said, Clover was right about your ass.” Opal repeated with absolutely no regret. “Her and everybody else. My sister gathered everybody who loved and cared about me to her house to talk to me. She invited everyone except you and I wondered why. Now I know why. Clover tried to convince me that you’re a no good bitch ass nigga who doesn’t deserve me and I should call off the wedding. Obviously, Clover made a few valid points and if you continue to treat me like something you found at the bottom of your shoe, I’m going to take her advice.”

              Opal’s taxi pulled up and the driver patiently waited for her. Opal entered the cab and found an empty paper bag in the back seat. She asked the driver who looked like he just got out of his teens. “Do you need this bag?”

              “No, you can have it ma’am,” The driver answered.

              “Thank you,” Opal said with gratitude. Opal peaked out the cab and called out, “hey Wallace!”

              “What!” Wallace replied back with an attitude.

              “To show you how much I still care about you.” Opal took the paper bag and threw it at Wallace. “Give it to that bitch to put over her head. I wouldn’t want her bruised and fucked up face to ruin your nut,” Opal said with fire in her voice. She slammed the door and the driver took off.

             
That’s the last time I bring another woman around that crazy fat bitch!
Wallace stood at the corner looking dumbfounded with his mildly bruised face as he watched Opal’s taxi cab disappear into the night. He was furious that his plan to humiliate Opal completely blew up in his face. She was supposed to be the fool not him. He was beyond angry about tonight’s events. The way Opal talked to him. The way she beat Trisha’s ass and, most of all, she had the nerve to punch him two motherfucking times in his handsome face. Opal was getting out of line and he knew why. Opal’s defiant attitude towards him needed to be dealt with as soon as possible, after he takes care of Trisha physically and, of course, sexually.

The taxi pulled up in front of Opal’s house. She paid her fare and the driver went on his way. Opal walked into her house feeling beaten and defeated. She went straight to her bedroom to take off her costume and found her pajamas to put on. She climbed into bed with her phone calling Dennis.

              “Please be awake!” Opal pleaded.

              “Hey friend,” Dennis greeted. He couldn’t hear anything but sobbing on the other end of the phone. “What’s wrong baby girl?” He asked.

              Opal started to cry even louder, “I’m sorry. I promised myself I wouldn’t cry.” She tried to catch her breath and hold on to what little composure she had. It wasn’t easy but she managed to do so.

              “Are you alright?” Dennis asked sitting down on his living room couch while his brother and sister looked on.
I wish I was there to comfort her. This is why I need to be in Atlanta to be next to her when she’s down and I can be there to pick her up.

              “I am now. I need someone to talk to about what happened tonight and you came to mind.” Opal said.

              “Of course, you can talk to me about anything. You know that,” Dennis said. “Does this have anything to do with Wallace?” He guessed with venom in his voice while Donovan and Tasha picked up on his tone. “What did he do to you?”

              Opal told Dennis everything that went down at the party and how she was humiliated and pulled out of character. She left out the part about what she did with Clover’s business insurance policy nor did she ever tell him the real reason she took his job offer in Miami. She didn’t think he’d understand.

              “I don’t understand. I can’t define him. One minute we’re great and the next minute it seems like he doesn’t want me. I want Wallace to understand the things he says hurt my feelings.” Opal couldn’t hold it in any longer and started crying again.

              Dennis was fuming with anger and Donovan and Tasha could sense it.
I won’t hurt you. Leave him and come to me. I’ll take care of you.
Dennis wanted to say to her, but didn’t know how she would react or if she’d feel the same way. He thought it was best to keep it to himself.

              “Maybe you shouldn’t be with him anymore. I’ve learned if someone is always putting you down and acting like they don’t have your best interest at heart. I don’t care if it’s a friend, family member or significant other that person needs to be cut out of your life. You’re a beautiful, smart and wonderful woman. You deserve better,” Dennis said.

              Opal let Dennis’ words sink in. She knew he was right, but couldn’t let Wallace go.
Ain’t nobody going to love your fat ass like I love you!
Wallace’s heartbreaking words still echoed through her head. She believed those words so much it was impossible for Opal to believe any other man in the world would want her. Besides her freedom depended on sticking with this living, breathing nightmare.

              “Opal are you still there?” Dennis asked.

              “I’m still here. I’m sorry,” Opal said. “I am so exhausted. I’m going to bed. Thanks for listening to my drama. I know it must be aggravating for you.”

              “No it’s not aggravating at all,” Dennis said. “That’s what friends are for. I’m here for you no matter what. Remember that.”

              “Thanks, I’ll keep that in mind,” Opal said. “At least something good happened tonight.”

              “What’s that?” Dennis asked.

              “Wallace now knows I can throw hands,” Opal answered, and she and Dennis busted out laughing.

              “I wish I could’ve been there to see that. You took out both Trisha and Wallace! Floyd Mayweather and Rhonda Rousey better lookout because there’s a new champ in town.” Dennis said with a smile.
I bet she looked sexy as hell in that Poison Ivy costume!