Grabbing her by the legs, Eden pulled Envy to the basement door and kicked her body down the seventeen stairs. She watched as she tumbled, rolled, and bumped her head on each non carpeted stair. Envy grunted, but she didn’t move. Taking the steps one at a time, Eden walked slowly toward her younger sister. She wanted to savor every moment of what she had planned.

“Wake your dick hopping ass up!” Eden yelled as she doused Envy with water.

Envy screamed.

The water was so cold that it burned. She tried to free herself. It felt as though shards of icicles were burrowing into her skin. She tried to get up and run but found that she was strapped to a chair. The sound of crunching and rustling under her feet made her stop moving.

“Wha..what’s going on?” Envy panicked.

She couldn’t remember where she was. The bat to the head, the kick down the flight of stairs, and the excruciating burning of her flesh made it hard for her to focus. Yes, she had done a lot of people wrong. But to her recollection, nothing she had done was bad enough to have her tied up in a room lined with plastic.

“Oh my God! Help! Help! Ple-”

“You might as well shut the fuck up! Because no one is coming to save you,”

CHAPTER 13

The voice from behind Envy’s back made her spine stiffen. She didn’t recognize it. The flatness of the voice was cold and unfamiliar.

Her eyes nearly bulged when she saw her sister. Text messages between her and Jermaine played in her head. The last thing she remembered was walking into her sister’s home to sleep with her husband. Somehow, she believed that sharing this knowledge would keep her safe.

“You might want to let me go before Jermaine gets back. I mean he did invite me here,” Envy smirked. Even tied up she was still a bitch.

“Jermaine invited you here. Are you sure? Oh, you mean those text messages that I sent from his number?” Eden asked as she pulled out her phone to show Envy the messages on the text changer app.

Envy’s stomach roiled. She had never seen this version of her sister. She was terrified but she refused to give in to this fearful tactic.

“Yeah, I called you here. He doesn’t know if you’re in Hell or Haiti’s at the moment. But don’t you worry, Jermaine is also getting a dose of my medicine as we speak,” Eden laughed as she turned on the small basement television to the local news.

“Pornographic material containing underage individuals has been discovered on the computer of Jermaine Shelton. Shelton is the General Counsel, meaning he is the attorney for Le Bleu-”

Eden muted the broadcast.