Edited
Andre
Self-control really isn't my strongest traits. I have little to no patience at all in any situation. And in the one situation where I should be blowing up, I was eerily calm. I was mad as hell. But for some reason I wasn't lashing out like I thought I would. It's scary to think you could be so mad and yet in total control over how you react.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Shawn asked. He's been sitting with me for the last couple of hours. He's been worried since I've been so quiet.
"Yeah," I said. I glanced over at Jules who was smoking another blunt. He's been smoking almost all night ever since I told him what happened. The huge stash he brought for the week is almost completely gone. He says it's the only thing he can do to keep from blowing up.
"I know how you feel man. But don't keep this shit locked up inside alright? I don't want y'all getting into any trouble."
"I'm cool." I heard the backdoor sliding open and turned. Kayla was coming out followed by my folks. Mom looked worried but pops seemed to have his game face on.
"What's going on?" pops asked.
"We're having a meeting," I said. "They're arriving shortly."
"What meeting?" Mom asked. Although my mom has her own business, she's the brains of my dad's. Dad is a street dude who didn't know the technical of the major business world so mom helped him along the way. Anything dealing with the business of business she's the first to know what's going on.
"Personal or business?" pops asked.
"Little of both," I took the blunt from Jules. Tia was now out here and was sitting with him keeping him cool. Although April was still sick she was out here too. Kayla seemed a bit worried and kept glancing at me. I grabbed her hand and pulled her closer to me. "I need you to stay by me at all times okay?"
"Okay," she nodded.
"What's going on?" my mom asked again. "Why is everyone so upset?"
"Hun," pops put his hand on her shoulder. "I think we're going to get to that. Let's be patient for now." We all sat quietly for a while. It was pretty agonizing and everyone was on high alert. The doorbell sounded. "I'll get it." Pops left to get it. After a few minutes he came in with our guests. Both of my uncles, aunts, their kids, those girls (unfortunately Stephanie too), Kayla's dad, Edna, and Jones.
"Andre!" Stephanie ran towards me with the upmost happiness. But she was stopped short when Kayla punched her right in the face. "Ah!"
"Bitch I'm getting sick and tired of your ass!" Kayla growled.
"Kayla!" her father roared. "That is your sister!"
"That bitch ain't no sister of mines. The crazy hoe ain't shit to me. And just because you now know my name gives you no right to use it!" We had to restrain Kayla because she looked ready to attack.
"Henry, are you seriously okay with him being with this wild beast?!" Edna shrieked. "She's nothing but violent and rude. Andre is already wild on his own. He needs someone that'll mellow him out."
"First of all, my son is twenty-four. TWENTY-FOUR. Who am I to tell him who in the hell he can or cannot date? We've all accepted Kayla into this family whether you like it or not. And the little stalker deserved more than a damn punch."
"Excuse me?" Greg made a step towards my old man. "I won't stand here and let you disrespect my daughter."
"If you think you can take down a veteran of this country then by all means try it," pops challenged.
"Alright-alright," my mom stepped in. "This is not what we're here for. Everyone needs to calm down."
"She's right," I said keeping Kayla by me while Stephanie threw daggers at her. "We have some business we have to finish discussing. Any other matter is irrelevant. If you want to be a part of this discussion, I suggest you sit down and shut the hell up."
Kayla
Everything felt so eerie today. The guys were up all night looking pissed and stressed. I was mostly worried about Andre since he was so quiet. My mother always told me that the quiet ones are the ones you've got to look out for. They're the most dangerous. I knew he was angry about something but I didn't know what so I had to stick by him in case things get a bit too crazy.
Now, we were all gathered at the table outside. It wasn't nearly big enough to fit everyone so most of the bystanders had to sit in the pool chairs in order to be a part of this discussion. Andre had me sitting on his lap, I guess as a way to keep him restrained.
"So Andre," his Uncle Victor, Chris's father, was leaning back in his seat. He seemed so laid back and cool. Smirking a bit. The looks he continuously gave me was really freaking me out. "First you ditch us and now you've called everyone here? This must be something very important."
I could see the muscle in Andre's jaw tick. "Yes Victor. You can say it is important. Has much to do with something we're all pretty familiar with."
Victor smiled. "Oh? Is that so?"
"Very much so. I'd say our last discussion on this topic was a complete bust don't you agree?" Everyone was quiet. "I think we handed you our decision a bit too early. There were a lot of emotions going on at that time so we may have jumped the gun. We didn't look at all angles of this deal." Everyone now shared the most confused looks.
"So...you're going to go through with it?" Chris asked dumbly.
Andre looked at him with a steely gaze. Chris jumped. "The adults are talking. Shut the hell up." Chris's fiancé looked ready to speak but she too caught Andre's gaze and just kept her mouth shut. "Everything happened a bit...prematurely. We made a very rash decision that negatively affected us. Now, we have exactly what I've been looking for."
"Is that so?" Steven leaned forward. "No offense, but this is a conversation we should be having with your father. You don't own the company just yet Deandre."
There was a heavy silence before a slight chuckle. It came from Andre. He had this smirk on his face. "You are absolutely correct gentlemen. But also completely wrong. Unlike you two, once I finished my degree, my father had already started the process of me taking over the company." They looked completely surprised.
"Henry is this true?!" Edna asked. I'm really tired of this lady and her damn clown face. "Andre isn't even of age yet?" Mr. Jackson looked at her crazy.
"When will you learn my son is twenty fucking four?! Your dumb ass sons decided to marry into someone else's business and now they're dumb ass sons can't take over until they're damn near thirty. When I was building my business my son has been there with me every step of the way. He knows this business like the back of his hand. He could've had everything once he first graduated but I wanted him to have the credentials to fight with the best. What I do with my business is my damn business. Stay the hell out of it Edna. This ain't got shit to do with you."
"This is impossible," Victor mumbled. "He didn't tell us-"
"Oh no one knew this except us," Andre said. "Officially, I'm still training for the position. But I already have the powers of the COO. So, this deal has to go through both of us."
"It doesn't matter," Steven said. "You're just making this hard on yourself by being difficult Deandre. We were gracious enough to offer our plans to you. We're trying to make you both corporate power houses. I know you're mad about the past and we were wrong. We turned our backs on Henry and we're sorry. We want to make up for everything we did. We want to be a family-"
"Is that a fact?" Andre said. His grip tightened around my waist. His eyes flared and his jaw clenched. "You want to be a family?" Steven looked scared as Andre glared at him. "Honestly, who the fuck do you think you're fooling Steven?"
"Andre," Mrs. Jackson said slowly.
"Why would we want to be a part of your family? A family full of liars, snakes, and secrets? Why the fuck do I want to be related to a fuckin rapist?!" There were gasps around and many uncomfortable looks.
"What?" Mr. Jackson said.
"Andre," I mumbled. I glanced at Chris who looked like he could drop dead at any moment. I don't know why he was bringing that up but I had an awful feeling about this.
"Rapist?" Victor questioned. "What are you talking about Andre?"
"Fuck this!" Jules blew up. "I ain't got time for no fuck shit. Y'all perverted motherfuckers raped our damn sister!"
"Oh my god," Mrs. Jackson gasped. Tears came to her eyes.
"He's lying!" Edna screamed. Their wives were just stoic, not saying or reacting to anything.
"W-What?" Greg seemed totally lost in this chaos. But amongst all of that, Andre, Mr. Jackson, Victor, and Steven all seemed to be holding onto their cool very well. That just freaked me out even more.
"Seriously Andre?" Victor sighed. "Still blaming us even after all these years? Like we said before we don't know what had Mickey upset that day. She was in the children's party all night and she decided to wander off from her cousins."
"Still playing that card huh Uncle?" Andre smirked in a sadistic way.
"It's the truth," Victor didn't miss a beat and even looked Andre in the eye. "We did nothing to that girl."
"You're still projecting your hatred onto us when we had nothing to do with her," Steven said. "You're far from ready to run a business if you let little things like this control you Deandre."
"My sister's innocence and life is far from little. And you think I'm just projecting? You think I don't know what you did?" They went quiet. "For years, I knew something happened to her. And I knew it involved all of you somehow. It wasn't until recently I put two and two together. It was all thanks to the pervert of a son you have Victor."
Suddenly, the attention was on Chris. "I...uh-"
"I was sure he and Josh may have raped my sister. They were suspiciously close with her. Even after the times I kicked their asses. But, then I realized these two didn't have the balls to do anything of the sort. But it didn't stop me from wondering though. I got even more suspicious when I saw you Victor, eyeing Kayla." I flinched a bit. "I didn't say anything because I needed something more. Being perverted isn't genetic but I know it can be a learned behavior. No one's born a rapist are they?"
"Look Deandre-"
"Say my name one more time," the guy who had been standing silently, not moving or making a sound pulled a gun out. More gasps and screams. "I guess I didn't introduce you all to Jones. Friend of my dad's. Our top information analyst. He doesn't speak much which is cool since his work speaks for itself. I hired him to look into what happened to my sister. Jones," Andre nodded.
"Sorry about this Jack," the guy Jones said to Mr. Jackson. I guess it was his nickname. "But I did find something after looking into it."
"What did you find?"
"Footage from that night-"
"This is crazy!" Ms. Edna yelled. "He's lying! My boys would never-"
"Shut the hell up Edna!" Mrs. Jackson screamed. "I'm tired of you! Tired of your shit! Shut your damn mouth up before I break your fucking jaw! I want to know what the fuck happened to my child! The next person that interrupts is getting the fuck shot!"
"She used to run with my gang so don't push her," Mr. Jackson smirked. "Continue Jones. Shoot anyone that speaks."
The man Jones nodded. "First off, the venue that the party was hosted in had some cameras. I saw your daughter being led away by your brothers. They led her into a room where they were all in for at least an hour. The two of them came out before she did. She was unable to leave the room for another fifteen minutes. She was quickly founded by Chris and Josh who led her away. This is conspiracy really and myself got interested. I dug deeper. There were reports and secret files of her going to a hospital immediately after. The sex tore her so she had to get stitches and I guess as a way to cover up the rape. I have footage from the hospital and the secret files."
"You can't do that!" Jones shot Steven in the shoulder.
"Go on," Andre gritted. "Tell us what else you found." By this time, Victor and Steven were sweating.
"A few months down the line she tested positive for a pregnancy test." Everyone gasped. "Not only that but it seems she trusted someone with this and in turn they forced her to into getting an abortion. The name of the person that took her is on file since she was a minor. Edna Jackson."
"T-That's not true," Edna looked completely terrified. Mrs. Jackson flew up from her seat and started beating her ass. "Get her off of me! Help! Henry!"
"You knew?" Mr. Jackson said lowly. I felt a chill go down my spine. "You knew what happened to her. And didn't tell us? You made my little girl go through with that on her own and you expect me to help you?!"
"You rotten old bitch!" Mrs. Jackson yelled. "She came to you! You're the reason my little girl couldn't even come to her mother! She trusted you and all you did was cover up what those perverted pieces of trash you birthed did to her!" Me and the girls helped calm her down since the guys weren't against her beating the hell out of Miss Edna. "Mark my words Edna, on my child's grave I'll make sure you pay for what you did to her."
"She was going to ruin everything," Edna yelled. "I couldn't let that fat little nothing ruin my son's future because she couldn't handle what she signed up for."
"What she signed up for?" I turned to her looking at her crazy. "No girl signs up to be raped by people who supposed to care for her. Are you fucking sick?!"
"She wanted to be a part of the family," she huffed. "Sacrifices had to be made." I've never been so disgusted in my life.
"You know all about sacrifices don't you miss?" Jones said. "Is that why you're even more anxious for this deal than anybody?"
"You don't know anything you demon," she spat.
"I'm not the top information analyst for nothing sweetheart. I know you gambled everything on your sons. Or should I say pimps? That's what you basically are. That's how you can afford all those surgeries and even own a business. Whenever your sons couldn't handle a business partner they sent you in to use...whatever you got to charm their way into everyone's good graces. Isn't that the only reason they brought you along? They have to pay back their mother for sleeping with their wives fathers to get them to marry into such prominent businesses in their fields."
"Damn," Tia whispered. "She's an ole tricking thot hoe."
"Wow," Andre chuckled. "Pops your moms a hoe man. That must suck."
"Fuck her," Mr. Jackson said. "I always told y'all I was adopted for a reason. You find anything else Jones?"
"Yes. I hacked into Victor and Steven's computers."
"What-" Victor was shot in the leg. He screamed like a girl.
"Victor has a secret collection of...home videos."
"What videos?" Mr. Jackson asked.
"Your daughter wasn't the only one." Mrs. Jackson kept saying 'oh my god' over and over again. "Each video was dated with the girl's names attached to it. Very, undeniable proof of him raping more than twenty different young black girls. Not all of them looked underage but he was very specific."
Specific?" I mumbled. My stomach dropped and I was suddenly feeling queasy.
"I don't know if Mickey was the first. She was dated as the first victim but he could've been doing this for a long time. But I did see that he had various pictures of her saved on his computer. And almost every girl he had after her matched her physically."
"What does that mean?" Tia asked.
"He raped girls who were plus sized because he was obsessed with Mickey," Jules said. "That's not all is it Victor?"
"Actually, it wasn't your sister he was obsessed with I believe," Jones said. Everyone shared the same look. "Not only did I hack his computer but I broke into his house and found something...unsettling." He threw down pictures of what looked like a shrine filled of pictures. They were all Mrs. Jackson?!
"You sick son of a bitch," Mr. Jackson growled standing up.
"I-It's not-"
"My guess is he's always had a slight obsession over Dean and since he couldn't have her...he went for the next best thing." I felt so sick. "Not only that but he also has pictures of-"
"Kayla," Andre growled.
My eyes popped out of my head. "M-Me?!"
"You became his latest obsession. He stalked your social media to get your pictures and he had a stash of them hidden on his computer. At some point, you could've easily become his victim." I felt the tears welling up but I didn't cry. I had to be strong, no matter how sick this was making me. "You may think that's sick but what I found on Steven's computer may possibly take the cake."
"No," he groaned/cried. "Please!" Suddenly, He was thrown back out of his chair by Jules.
"Now that your ass is in the hot seat you think you can beg for mercy?! My sister begged for you to stop but did you?! Huh?!" Tia had to push Jules away and basically straddle him so he wouldn't get up again.
"What was on his computer?" Mr. Jackson asked.
"He too has a weird sickening fetish. He's sleeping with Edna. They have various videos of themselves being intimate together."
"What?!" Josh yelled. I was completely disgusted. This man is fucking his mom?! "T-This can't be true right?! Tell me this isn't true dad!"
"Wow," Mr. Jackson laughed. "You fuckin your own mom playa? You're one sick motherfucker did you know that?"
"I was disgusted too," Andre chuckled. He then smirked at Chris and Josh for some reason. "But it all started coming full cycle." Their eyes grew big and pleading. "I don't know why you're so surprised Josh. I mean it makes sense to me now. Why y'all so fucked up in the head. So Edna, you used to fuck your own kids while my pops was out making moves huh? My pops worked day in and day out to provide for y'all so he wasn't around when you'd get drunk and lonely. Now your youngest can't seem to stop playing in your pussy. That's crazy. You'd think after him beating your ass a few hundred times you'd get some common sense and leave shit alone but I guess not. Oh we didn't get to that part now did we? Not like it's a big surprise."
"H-He never hit me," Edna said with tears rolling down her face. "M-My son would never do that."
"Cut the shit Edna," Mr. Jackson said. "It was obvious."
Her eyes widened. "Y-You knew?"
"Of course I knew. I'm not retarded. But I also didn't give a shit. You lost my respect a long time ago and along with that respect you lost the right for me to give any shits about you. I told you before you weren't my mother and I meant that. Your problem is not any of my concern."
"Burn haha," Jules laughed.
"And apparently, Victor had a thing for mom? So that's why you go after big girls. Because you liked a big girl and my pops already had her. So as petty revenge you rape big girls. Even your first obsessions daughter. Y'all are a sick bunch," Andre chuckled.
"I'm assuming y'all fucked with Chris and Josh too," Shawn said. "I mean, you know what they say. Kids who have been abused tend to go abuse someone else right? That's probably why all y'all so close. Nothing but a bunch inner-family fucking hicks. Nasty motherfuckers I'm telling you."
"What?! I-I never-"
"Josh shut the fuck up," Andre laughed. "You a pussy boy. I caught you and Chris fuckin around the summer before Mickey came to visit with me."
"I'm going to be sick," April muttered. "These low down dirty dick gay ass cousin fuckin country bumpkins got my stomach turning."
"This is sick," Greg said. I was so in shock I couldn't speak.
"Now do you see who you partnered with? Some perverted ass niggas," Andre chuckled.
"That's not all," Jones said. "While I was snooping through their computers and things, I found some secret files."
"Even more secret then the rapes?"
"Yup. In fact, they may be just as incriminating as those." He pulled out a stack of folders. Everyone was able to get one.
"W- What is this?" Lana said with a look of horror.
"That is your family company's current charts. As you can see, you're not only dead broke but roughly one million dollars in debt that's currently increasing. You see, having that many rape victims and not a single person knows of their existence can get costly. He's been bribing families. His personal funds couldn't hold up so he would siphon money from his hospitals. That wasn't and still isn't enough since he's now at a snag where he can't build anymore hospitals. His revenues have stopped flowing in. So he created contracts with other companies and slowly but effectively drain them out untraceable, almost, buying them out. So you dear, have become a victim of this. Your family business is in bankruptcy."
"What the-whys my company on here?" Greg asked.
"Nigga are you dumb or stupid?" Shawn asked. "He just explained what the fuck is going on and you still lost? They're cleaning your ass out too."
"They're businesses were doing fine but they need more money and you basically signed a contract giving them the right to take it from you as collateral. So they're profits go up while you sir plummet into bankruptcy as well." Greg left quickly to I guess get things settled. "I also found the plans they were going to put in motion against your company soon. They didn't take anything from you yet because you didn't sign the contract. That formality alone protected you from losing anything."
"And now, to the second piece you asked of me. I teamed up with Wiz and in no time at all we found out how they bought into the company. Apparently, they paid an employee to hack into our system and put them in the database. I've got the employees information down so you can deal with them accordingly."
"Thanks Jones."
"Henry we're-"
"Sorry? Oh not as sorry as you're going to be." Mr. Jackson got up from his seat slowly. "You sick fucks raped my little girl. And had the audacity to sit and smile in my fuckin face after that shit. I'm a business man by I was a street nigga before it all." He cracked his knuckles. "Girls, go in the house please."
I looked at Andre with a worried expression. He gave me a small smile. "Just give us two minutes." I chewed my bottom lip and nodded numbly.
"Them niggas going to die," April mumbled. "Good thing they asked us to leave because I'm not becoming an accomplice to nothing."
"Stephanie! Heather!" Greg came into the house yelling. "Let's go! We're leaving."
"But daddy-"
"I don't want to hear it. I knew I shouldn't have gotten involved with these damn people! You ain't marrying that faggot or that damn thug you hear me!" Heather was all down with leaving but Stephanie looked stuck on stupid.
"But daddy I love Andre. He didn't do anything wrong!"
"Can I beat this hoe up?" Tia asked while glaring at her.
"Stephanie bring your ass on!" She huffed and stomped her feet out the door. Greg looked at me in complete disappointment. "I'm actually glad he picked a good for nothing-"
"Sir you're more than welcome to keep it moving out the door," I rolled my eyes. Dude was just on my dick earlier now he wants to stomp it like he wasn't just loving it. I washed my hands of him so he really needs to get a life. "Has it been two minutes yet?"
There was a knock on the doors. "Guess it has been," Tia said. We all walked outside. Victor and Steven were a bloody mess. I thought Andre did some damage to Chris and Josh but that was nothing compared to the two adults now. As it looked like Mr. Jackson, Jules, and Shawn all had a good hit in. Andre on the other hand looked like he didn't throw a single punch. He was just standing around smoking a blunt looking as cool as ever.
"You didn't hit them?" I eyed his hands which were blood free.
He smiled. "Yeah. Just without putting my hands on them." I looked at him completely confused. "Now that that's out the way-"
"You won't...get...away...with this," Victor huffed heavily.
"That's where you're wrong sir. We will get away with it. Unlike you guys. Show them Jones." The man got a tablet and brought it to them. "You know, my immediate reaction to the confirmation that y'all were the reason of my little sister's death was to beat you into a coma. But I found a better idea."
"W-What did you do?!" Chris shrieked.
"Well, I leaked it. Everything. Both of your companies' businesses as well as the personal matters of its CEO's. The contracts and what it's been doing to other companies. I even leaked the little scheme you were running. Proof of you stealing money from major medical research budgets. The police of course are the only ones that got the rape tapes. No need to blast these young ladies out. But Steven, your mommy and me sex tape is up there for the world to see. So when you all get back, you have a lot of things to take care of. Just beating you wasn't enough. I had to ruin you. All of you. Like you ruined my sister."
"After all this time," Mrs. Jackson's voice caught our attention. She was hovering over Chris and Josh's mothers. "You knew? You knew what they did to my baby?" They just stared blankly at her.
"As a wife, I stand by my husband," Chris's mom said. "All men have their interests and hobbies. Who am I to judge?" Mrs. Jackson smacked her hard across the face.
"You're a disgusting piece of human waste," she spat. "You're going to get everything you deserve for all the years you kept this and every one of his dirty little secrets." She then turned to Josh's mom. "I should've never expected a weak little girl to be a woman but even I had hopes for you. You both will rot for this." Mr. Jackson pulled her away. "I want everyone out."
"You heard the lady. Get the hell out." It seemed like in no time at all it was just us and the Jackson's. "I know this is difficult but we all figured out what really happened to Mickey."
"Yeah. But it doesn't make it easier knowing the truth," Shawn said. "But I am relieved. I finally feel like Mickeys actually resting."
"It's been a long time coming," Jules said. "Baby sis going to get the justice she deserves."
"Yeah," Andre said. "And getting justice is so much better than getting even. In this case we get both so I guess it's a win-win."