Sweet but psych episode 6

Sweet but Psycho 😘😘😘
🔥🍒 Written by Bunmi B. Gabriel. 🍒🔥
😋 Segment 6 😋
🍪🍘 Cookie 🍘🍪
I brushed my silver and white wig as I hummed to myself, I was all dressed up like a cheap slut for the special occasion. I wore a silver mini dress that clung to my body and had no hands or straps. The dress was so short I concluded not to bend, the tubes at the sides of the dress was another thing. I finished it with white knee high boots and jewel. My makeup was intense and I had my skin sprayed black. For a black girl, I’m gorgeous.
‘I still don’t get why you are dressed like this,’ Ursula complained again. ‘You said you are going clubbing but why dress like this? Change your hair and skin? And this dress, what the heck is this? You look like a wh-re.’
‘That’s the wh0le idea, look like one.’
‘Your body is too exposed, what are you wearing? Why?’
‘Because I’m going to sed-ce someone and try to get information from him,’
‘Why?’ She asked folding her arms with a scowl. I rolled my eyes, I look at her eyes through the mirror as she did the same. I wore pink eye lens.
‘I got paid to.’
‘Viona!’ She exclaimed. ‘We are not that desperate!’
‘I am,’ I said as I adjusted the dress, I hate this. ‘Fine, I will wear a jacket, better?’
‘No, you are doing this for money. What if you get raped or actually get laid?’
‘Rape, never. Laid, there’s no harm in that.’
‘Viona,’ she cried.
‘I need the money to pay your project fee and college fee,’ I said with a smile.
‘I can hustle for it in a better way….’
‘How would you get that huge amount of euro in less than three days?’
‘Simple, I….I….I….’ She huffed and bite down at her lip, bitterly.
‘I’m not sleeping with the guy, just getting information but if I have to, I will. I’m but a V-rgin like you Ursula, don’t worry.’
‘And Barbie? You’re not gonna leave me with that tranty kid, are you?’
I chuckled and grinned at her. ‘She’s a great kid,’
‘I wish she will suffer from h¡ppopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia or be mute….’
‘h¡ppopo – what now?’ I asked with twitching eyes.
‘Oh, I forgot you wouldn’t know what that means.’
‘I’ve told you to speak your big words to yourself. When we are speaking, get down to my level or rather, stop using your dictionary obtain words on me, I don’t want a headache.’
‘Whatever, just take the kid along with you.’
‘You really need to start being nice to kids, you’re gonna be a mom one day.’
‘Never, I will die childless.’ She hissed.
‘Careful what you wish for sis, be careful.’
‘Wow, you look different Vee,’ Barbie whose real name I now know is Yolanda said. ‘Where to?’
‘Clubbing,’
‘Clubbing? Why cl…oh,’ she looked at Ursula. ‘Do you have to dress like this?’
‘According to what a certain someone told me, my target likes black girls so I must look black.’ We both looked at Ursula, she’s black but she can never pull off what I want to do. According to Yolanda, Carlos is a broad chested man with heavy muscles, too much muscles that his veins pops out all the time. He’s very tall and looks like a giant with his extraordinary hugeness. He’s blonde, dirty blonde hair with a little platinum blonde streak and chestnut eyes. He’s a s-cker for black girls with massive b-obs, Ursula fits the description very well but she’s too dumb to handle dangerous work.
‘Don’t look at me, I won’t dare try such a thing.’
‘You know, you fit his taste,’ Yolanda said smirkingly as she eyed Ursula.
‘And except for the hugeness, he suits hers. How old is he again?’
’28,’
‘Sweet, the distant isn’t that bad.’
‘I feel a meet cute coming on,’ Yolanda teased. Ursula rolled her eyes and stomped out of my room. ‘Are you gonna tell her?’
‘After you leave, she gets scared way too easily so telling her I’m about to endanger my life will set her on panic mode.’
Yolanda clasped her hands together with glassy eyes. ‘Thank you, for helping me find my daddy despite everything that is at risk. Not any will do that but you are.’
I squat down to her height and smiled at her, her hair was covering her face. ‘I will do anything to help a child in need, if I can.’
‘My daddy will be so happy to see you,’ she said blushingly.
‘Of course, I don’t plan on seeing him though, keep my identity a secret. Do you promise to keep it a secret?’
‘I promise I won’t tell him.’
‘Good,’ I stood up. ‘I better get going, I have early morning classes tomorrow. You sure Carlos is not a traitor?’
She shook her head negatively. ‘I triple checked so I am definitely sure,’
‘Alright, I better go, wish me luck.’
😉 Carlos 😉
I sat alone at the casino, observing the workers and the people so I could report back to Ted. Everything was going well so far, no one even knew it was me sitting there with a hood. I removed my ringing phone from my pocket, it was a message from Ted.
“Get the coke from the Lydian mafias, they are waiting for you at the warehouse. I already sent three men there, get there now.”
Ted is bossy and arrogant, very very arrogant. He will rather have his eyes gorged out than apologize, show gratitude and say sorry. He’s hærd headed, stubborn, does anything he want no matter the opinion of anyone else. It took me years to finally understand and look over his attitude but I did. Yolanda missing was increasing his shit but I knew better than to reply him. I sighed and shove the phone back into the pocket of my denim jean p-nts. I looked up to glare at the person standing in front of me, my mouth fell open slightly.
She smiled sweetly and flicked her silver and white hair. ‘Hello Mr. Carlos, can I sit?’ Wow! What a voice! Such lovely voice…the most pleasant light voice I have ever heard, so calm. ‘Can I sit?’ I was still dazed by her voice, how did she know my name?
‘How did you know my name?’
:it would be an act of stupidity to not know you,’ she smiled as she sat down elegantly. My eyes trailed to her fresh skin, black beauty. ‘I however didn’t come here for what you are thinking about,’ she purred as she folded her legs into the chair, leaning on my shoulder with a sed-ctive smile.
‘And yet you are here to sed-ce me,’ I chuckled. ‘Your voice alone can make you achieve that without even trying,’
‘I know,’ she whispered huskily into my ear as she k-ssed it. I shut my eyes and gro-ned, this is a distraction. ‘Don’t react, they are men watching our every move, waiting for the opportunity to snatch her.’
‘Who?’
She giggled and pushed me back deeper into the chair, straddling me sed-ctively. ‘You’re a huge man,’ she giggled, grinding herself against me. I mo-ned and grabbed her ass, the soft goodness. She leaned closer and trailed her k-ss back to my ear. ‘Yolanda don’t react.’ My grip around her ass tightened, I brought her face to look mine and smiled at her.
‘You have her?’
‘We might need somewhere less public,’ she smirked as she crawled off me. It could be a trap but I can handle myself. She took my hand and pulled me up, stronger than she looks. ‘Follow me kitty,’ she chirped and walked ahead. I looked around and that was when I noticed the men watching us, who’s this girl? I followed her out of the club, she led me to a deep blue hyper racer. ‘Now,’ she purred in a singsong, turning around on one heel. ‘Where were we?’
‘I believe….’ I trailed off as I backed her against the car. ‘We were at Y,’ she chuckles and sunclad her hands around my neck. I brought my head down and k-ssed her plum over glossed l-ips. I hummed when I felt something between my teeth, she passed something to me. A loud ear piercing sound made her push me off. She frantically brought out her phone and stared at me apologetically.
‘Hi mom….no, I went down the street to look for….er….something….. No I didn’t go….now! You are on your way!’ She squawked. ‘Nothing, just excited,’ she said with a nervous laugh. ‘Ok, bye mom.’ She hung up and huffed.
‘Trouble kid?’
‘Yeah, sorry about this, I have to go now.’
‘You can leave,’ I muttered, wiping my l-ips and stylishly removing the ch¡p.
‘Try listening to music to calm yourself down and whatever you do, don’t drive a car while listening, some things can explode.’ She winked at me and opened the door of the car, she didn’t look at me again, got in and drove off.
My car have been bombed.
I cleaned the ch¡p and walked out of the casino to get a cab, Ted is going to be impress with this.
❤💚💜 Ted 💜💚❤
I ins**ted the ch¡p Carlos gave me into a new laptop just in case, he was standing behind me fantasizing about the lady that k-ssed him at the casino, I was more worried about my baby. The screen went blank, really blank. After a minute, it started loading, a disc rotating in the screen. ‘What the heck is this?’
‘Be patient,’ I said stroking my chin. An image appeared on the screen. ‘A giant ice cream, what is this?’
‘It’s a location, the ice cream billboard in Forte dei Marmi resort, Tuscan coast.’ I pressed a key, the picture of a big trash box.
‘I think that’s where Yolanda will be dropped. Her dead body?’
‘I don’t think so,’ Carlos disagreed. The screen changed again, a picture of a bright night sky. ‘Tomorrow morning,’ Carlos smiled.
‘No, tomorrow before the break of dawn,’ I corrected. Words started writing itself.
“Hi dad and Carlos, it’s me, Yolanda. You don’t need to worry about me, my friend is taking care of me. The location you just saw, that’s where I will be and note that the seven named that will follow are the names of the moles. I’ll be waiting for you, love you.’
‘Get my car ready and River, I’m getting my daughter back myself.’
NEXT MORNING
I looked around the empty street, everywhere was quiet, really quiet. I drummed my fingers on my side, thinking and hoping it wasn’t a trap. If it….. ‘Daddy!’ I turned to my left, a big sigh of relief left my mouth. She ran to me with tears running down her cheeks, she got bruises allover her face. I carried her up and pouted.
‘What have they done to your face, my baby….’
‘I’m fine, let’s go now please.’ She cried. I rest my head on hers, she’s too young for this.
‘Where’s that girl? The one that delivered the message?’
‘Gone, I will like it if you don’t disturb her. She risked a lot helping me and that’s enough.’
‘Let’s go,’ i commanded and walked to my car. Carlos opened the door, I dropped her in the car and traced her eyes. Skillfully covered, I could still see someone there though wearing a hood.
‘Bye Vee,’ Yolanda muttered. I got into the car and shut the door. Don’t care anyways.
To be continued.
Sorry about the h¡ppopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia, when my sister who is studying English called it this morning, I tripped and fell like a tuber of yam. 😂 I just wanted to reuse it, the word strong like three days eba. 😹😹😹