To Kill or Not To Kill-Chapter 5

"Are you sure it was Robyn?" Martha asked. "Yes, I'm sure. She is the only one outside this family that knows where I live." Onika answered. "Onika, I think you need some rest. Come on, just rest." Martha said. "No! My husband is in the hospital because of this bitch and her jealousy. She could  be in this house!" Onika screamed. Martha hugged her. "Calm down."  The house phone rang. Onika picked it up. "Hello?" "Yes, are you Onika Maraj?" "Yes, why?" "I'm calling to tell you that your husband seems to be doing very well. We gave him stitches but we are going to keep him for a couple of nights just in case." "Thanks and may I speak to him?" "He's resting at the moment. Try tomorrow?" "Sure. Thanks for saving him." "No problem." She hung up the phone and Onika was in a moment of bliss. "Who was that?" Martha asked. "It was the hospital. He's not dead. He just got stitches." Onika answered. Martha smiled. "I feel happy for you." "Let's go downstairs and relax." Onika said. "That's more like it." Martha said.

Onika was walking downstairs then suddenly, Onika and Martha both tripped on a string. "What the fuck?" Onika asked. Robyn was coming down the stairs, wearing Onika's nightgown. "Hey, take that off! That is mine! You look horrible in that!" Onika yelled. "Yeah, like what she said!" Martha yelled. Robyn pulled out a knife. "Oh hell no..." Onika whispered. Onika and Martha ran away as Robyn came closer with the knife. "Martha, aren't you a fairy or some shit like that?" Onika asked. "I think so... I'm a bit rusty." "We don't have time for the rusty shit! Do something quick!" "Okay, hold my hand!" Martha screamed as Robyn came closer. Together, they sank into the basement, as if it was water. "This is a basement?" Martha asked. "Duh, can't you tell?" Onika asked. "Don't give me attitude!" Martha cried. "Okay, damn!" Onika yelled. "I don't think she is there anymore." Martha said. "Alright, take us back." Onika said. They returned but they were in the hallway. They peeped through the living room and saw Robyn sitting on the couch. "Who does this bitch think she is? Fucking stealing people husbands and shit?" Onika asked. "Watch your mouth!" Martha said. "Shut the fuck up, Martha." Onika replied.

Robyn stood up and was walking towards the kitchen. "I've got an idea. You go down there and speak to her as if everything was normal." Martha said. "Bitch, are you fucking crazy?" Onika asked. Martha looked at her. "Fine, but you better pay my bill this month. You little shit." Onika rolled her eyes and walked away.

"Oh, uh, hey Robyn? So, how's it going?" Onika asked. "Nothing. I'm fine. What do you want?" Robyn asked. "Why do you sound so grumpy? Have you been drinking?" Onika asked. Robyn giggled. "No silly, I am aroused." Robyn asked. "So--" "Yes, when I'm aroused and people bother me, I get grumpy." Robyn interrupted. "Alright then, anything you want?" Onika asked. "No, I'm fine." Robyn walked back to the living room and sat on the couch. Onika followed along. "Look, I'm sorry for everything okay?" Robyn asked. "Ha, yeah right bitch." Onika said to herself. "What's that?" Robyn asked. "N--nothing." Onika answered. "You should have a seat with me." Robyn offered. "Sure, I guess." Robyn took her panties off. "I think I should give you some privacy." Onika said. "No, stay." Robyn said, laying across the couch. She pulled up the gown and she began to slowly pleasure herself. "Onika, I'm sorry." she moaned. "What the hell is up Robyn?" Onika asked. "I'm aroused and I have nobody to cure it." Robyn said. "Well, I've got a husband so, you can help yourself." Onika replied. "But he's not here." Robyn said. "And do you think that means you have the opportunity to lay your ass on my couch and masturbate?!" Onika screamed. "Hey, calm down!" Robyn yelled. She got up and put her panties back on. "Sit the fuck down." Onika said. She held a gun to her face. "Listen here, you'd better get the fuck out of my house and leave my husband alone." Onika warned. "Um, no. You stole him from me. We dated in high school until your awkward lookin' ass popped up." Robyn said. "He's meant for me, not for some awkward bitch." "Bitch, you fucked everyone in the grade. You have absolutely no room to speak." Onika said. "That is not true." Robyn said. "It is very true, Robyn. You are a slut. Admit it." Onika said. Robyn knocked the gun out of her hand. "Don't fuck with me." Robyn said. "I'm not scared of you." Onika grabbed Robyn's hair and dragged her into the corner. "Do you think this is a game?" Onika asked. Robyn spit in her face. "That is it." Onika said. Onika punched Robyn in the face. Robyn slapped her. Eventually, hell broke loose.

Robyn was thrown into a glass table. She was bloodied. She was able to get back up and choke Onika. She took a piece of glass to stab Onika. "He is mine. My high school date. Your ugly ass stole him." Robyn said. "Ugly? Ha. You're the closest thing to ugly." Onika said as she tried to breathe. Onika kicked Robyn in the stomach and she flew. "Get the fuck out of my house."  Onika said. She picked up her gun and held Robyn at gunpoint. Robyn ran out of the house. Onika passed out in front of the door. Martha appeared in front of her. "Onika?" Martha asked. "Oh no, she's not waking up." Martha cried. Martha took Onika's motionless body upstairs to the bathroom. Martha opened Onika's mouth and put water in it. Onika was back. "Martha, I'm sleepy." Onika said. "Alright, you take a nice warm shower and I'll clean up. Okay?" Onika nodded.

Martha was done cleaning. Onika was in her bed. "Onika, are you hungry?" Martha asked. "No, I'm fine. What about you?" Onika asked. "I'm hungry and I have nowhere to sleep." Martha cried. "It's okay. I'll feed you and you can sleep downstairs. I'll sleep downstairs with you." "Onika, don't overwork yourself." "No Martha. Now go downstairs and I'll be down there." Martha went downstairs and Onika followed along.

"So, what are you craving right now?" Onika asked. "What do you have in there?" Martha asked. "You like chicken?" "Who doesn't?" "Alright. We'll have chicken and fries." Onika said. "I would like mine on a bun please." Martha asked. "You sure can." Onika said. Martha walked in the kitchen and sat down at the table. Onika took two chicken patties and she put them in a pan. "So, are you feeling okay?" Martha asked. "I'm fine. That bitch will pay for everything. She will replace my shit." Onika answered. "I'm sorry for the dumb idea." "Don't be. It's not your fault." Martha pouted. "Oh, Martha. It's going to be fine. Okay?" "I guess." Martha said. "That's the spirit." Onika said.

Minutes later, they were eating. "Martha, I know you're hungry but slow down some." Onika said. Martha looked at Onika and she stopped eating. "So, what do you plan on doing tomorrow?" Martha asked. "I don't know. I want to go to the hospital and see Aubrey." Onika answered. "Do you know where he is?" Martha asked. "I'm sure. They called me too so I should know." Martha began to stuff her fries into her face. "You have ketchup all over your face Martha!" Onika said, laughing. "It's not funny." Martha said as she tried not to laugh. But she eventually broke into laughter. Onika passed her a napkin. "Do you think we should go see him tomorrow, just asking." Martha said. "Not really, I want to see him now. I wish he were with me right now. I just wish none of this happened." Onika cried. "No, no, no don't cry dear." Martha said. Onika walked away and went to her room crying. "Look, you get some rest. Okay?" Martha said. Onika nodded.

It was 8am. Onika jumped out of her bed. "Martha!" Onika yelled. Martha jumped from the couch and replied back, "Onika!" "Come on, we're going to the hospital Aubrey is in." Onika said. "I have nothing to wear." Martha said. Onika sighed. "Come up here. I'm going to find you something." Onika walked into her bathroom. She took out her toothbrush, added some toothpaste and started brushing. After she was done, she washed her face. She also took a nice and quick shower. Onika walked out of the bathroom with a pink towel with her name embroidered in white letters.  "Martha, you go get yourself ready and I'll help you out, alright?" Onika said. Martha nodded and she walked into the bathroom.

Onika was dry and she picked out an outfit. It was a form fitting black dress. She put it on and she looked at her mirror. Her curves were forming in the dress. She put on her bleach blonde curly lacefront. She then put on her black Versace heels. She put on false eyelashes, black eye shadow and dark red lipstick. Martha walked into Onika's bedroom. "Onika..." "What? You like my outfit?" "Yeah but you look... evil." "Evil? I'm not evil." "I'm just kidding. You look amazing. And you're showing cleavage." "Yeah so?" Martha laughed. "So, you've got anything white?" "Yeah, I have some white dresses." "Let me see." Onika opened her closet. "Wow, you have a crap load of clothes." Martha said. "I know. You can take whatever you like, but I must get it back." Onika said. "It's a deal." Martha said. Martha walked over a form fitting white dress. "This dress is form fitting? I don't wear form fitting clothes." Martha complained. "Come on Martha, I know you're not full human but seriously. Try to be human for once. I know you're used to living outside of Earth but just this one time. For me?" "Alright." Martha put on the form fitting dress. "This is actually nice." Martha said. "Don't be afraid. And look, I've got black heels for you to put on along with that." "Those are pretty. Will it make me evil?" Onika gave Martha a straight face. "No. Now put it on." Martha felt free. "I feel amazing. Can I borrow your lipstick?" Martha asked. "See, you're getting it!" Onika cheered. She put on some of her Viva Glam by M.A.C. lipstick on Martha's lips. "Look in the mirror." Martha laughed. "Are we ready to go?" Onika asked, grabbing her purse. "I'm ready!" Martha said. "Let's go then."

Onika was driving. "Do you know where we are?" Martha asked. "Yeah." Onika answered. Then she sighed. "What's wrong?" "I need sex. I haven't gotten any since Aubrey was kidnapped." "Too much info." "You asked about it, so I told you." "Why are you parking up?" "Because we are here." Onika answered. Onika took her keys out of the engine and walked in. "Briarfield Hospital. This is it." Onika said in bliss. "How may I help you?" "I'm here to see Aubrey Graham. I'm his wife." "He's in room D234. Take the elevator and then turn left." "I'm scared of elevators." Martha said. "It's going to be fine. Don't overthink."

"Room D234. We are here." Onika said. Martha knocked on the door. "Who is it?" Aubrey answered weakly. "Who else?" Onika answered. He got up and opened the door. Onika ran into his arms and hugged him. "Hey, stay calm. My head is in pain." Aubrey said. "I miss you baby." Onika said. "I missed you too. And who's this?" "This is Martha." "Hello!" Martha said. "Hey." "Um, I'm going to give you two some private time." Martha said. "That's fine." Onika said.

"Hold up, I need to go to the bathroom." Aubrey said. "I want to come with you, babe." Onika said. "What's wrong?" Aubrey asked. "I have been feeling in the mood lately." "Oh really? I thought you said you weren't ready. You didn't want anymore." Onika pouted. She hugged him and rubbed him. Then, she proceeded to kiss him. "I love you. I want to do something for you." Onika moaned. She pulled him into the bathroom and she started kissing him. Aubrey started to caress her curves. Aubrey pulled away. "What happened?" Onika asked. "Shh..." Aubrey said. He unzipped his pants and pulled himself out. "Do you want to?" Onika smiled devilishly and knelt down. She had a grasp and entered it into her mouth. Aubrey was blown away. All he could do was try to breathe. She stroked him as she was going down on him. Aubrey was so aroused, he already burst into her mouth. "I'll clean that up." Onika said. Onika licked up his remains. Aubrey sat down with his pants down to his knees. Onika sat on him. He lifted up her dress and began to rub her. "Aubrey..." she moaned. All she could do was moan. "Shh..." he said. He inserted a finger in her and she screamed. "Baby, keep it down." Aubrey whispered. "I'm going to come." Onika moaned. "Alright then." He bent down and ate her out. "Aubrey, it's not enough." Onika said.

Aubrey stood against the wall. "Come here baby." Onika bent down in front of him. He entered inside of her. She began to moan. He thrust into her very fast. "Aubrey..." she moaned. And then, she came. He licked her up and then they got dressed. They shared one more kiss. "I can't wait for you to come home." Onika said. "I can't wait to go home." Aubrey said. "When will you be discharged?" Onika asked. "Maybe Saturday, I think." Aubrey answered. "Well, I think I'll return later on tonight. I'll bring you food." Onika said. "Alright then." Aubrey opened the door for her and slapped her butt as she left. "I love you." Onika said. "I love you too." Aubrey said.

"Onika, you naughty girl." Martha said. Onika laughed. "It was quick." "It's okay. Come on." Martha said. Onika's phone rang. "It's Safaree. Hello?" "I heard your husband was in the hospital. How is he?" Safaree asked. "He's fine. He just got stitches." Onika answered. "Oh, are you pregnant yet?" Safaree asked. "No, not yet." Onika said. "Alright, I have to go now. Good luck." "Bye." Onika hung up.

Onika and Martha went into the parking lot. They found a letter on the car. "Did we get a parking ticket?" Martha asked. "No, we shouldn't have." Onika answered. Onika picked up the paper. It was in cursive handwriting. It said:

"Meet me at 2233 Rocky Lane. At 8pm. I have a surprise for you." ~R

"Goodness, that is scary!" Martha said. "I don't know. But we might want to check." Onika said. "R? Who's R?" Martha asked. Onika gasped. Then, Martha and Onika looked at each other...

Kidnapped-Chapter 4

"A--Aubrey?" Onika cried. She got up and looked out of the window. No sign of Aubrey. No sign of the person who kidnapped him. She poured a glass of dark red sparkling wine and sat at the dining room table and put her head down. "Why?" she whispered. "Why do you need my husband?" Clear tears fell down from her nice brown eyes to the table. She took a sip of wine. Suddenly, she heard the same voice that told her to check her car. But this time, it wasn't in her head. It was a spirit. She couldn't see it but she felt it. It was cold. "Don't sit there drinking wine Onika. You are much better than this. Leave the wine alone and go find Aubrey. He is your husband. Don't let some man-stealing asshole take that from you." Then Onika replied, "It's too late... He's gone. I'm stupid!" "Shh..." The spirit played with the strands of her black hair. "Would you like me to reveal myself? I can help you in any way possible." "Sure, go ahead." Onika answered, tiredly. The cold feeling was gone and she felt it behind her now. That cold feeling was a young looking woman with a white dress and white shoes. She tapped Onika. Onika turned around and she jumped. "I... uh... who are you?" Onika asked. "Don't you remember me?" she asked. Onika looked at her. "Blue eyes... the short blonde hair... Martha?" Onika asked. "Who else?" "How did you get here?" "I was already here. I've watched you get married. I saw everything that happened just now." "You watched us fuck too didn't you?" "Um, no...?" "It's ok. So why are you here anyways?" "I'm here to help." Martha said. "How? Do you even know where he is?" Onika asked. "Just come with me." Martha said. "Wait, not in these pajamas. Nuh uh!" Onika sat back down. "No hun, I have an outfit and a new wig just for you." Martha said. Martha gave Onika an all black outfit and all black shoes. The wig was a curly blonde wig. "Awesome! I'm up for it!" Onika said. "Okay now put it on and let's do some damage!" Martha said.

An hour later, Onika came out of the bathroom, down the stairs with her lips pink and beautiful, her eyeliner all blue as the sky, her nails black as a chalkboard and long as a hawks' talon. "Onika, all you had to do was change." Martha cried. "Hey, if I wanted to do some damage, I must look flawless." Onika said. "And what's up with the cleavage?" Martha asked. Onika slapped her in the face. "I"m 30 years old. I'm a grown woman." "Um ok uh sorry then." Martha said, rubbing the side of her face. "What are you gonna wear then?" Onika asked. "What I have on. I'm not all human you know." Martha answered. "Come on, I'm ready to do some damage." Onika said. "So zealous aren't you?" Martha said. Onika nodded her head. "Let's go." Onika left her house along with Martha and they got into the pink Lamborghini. "Can I drive?" Martha said. "No." Onika answered. "But I know where he is!" Martha said. "You can direct me. That is all. No driving." Onika replied.

Aubrey and the kidnapper parked up in front of an abandoned house. "Wait, this doesn't look right. Can I just go home?" The kidnapper didn't answer. "Okay please take that goddamned mask off and please take me back home." Aubrey cried. The kidnapper slapped him. "Don't hit me!" The kidnapper revealed herself. "Robyn?" Aubrey asked. "Yeah, why?" Robyn answered. "No, no, no, no. Take me home right this minute." Aubrey cried. "Why, don't you want to live with me? We can start new lives together." Robyn said. "No! I have a wife already and I'm happy with her! What part don't you understand?!" Aubrey asked. "So it's like that then?" Robyn asked. Robyn got out of the car and opened Aubrey's side of the car. "Get out of the car." Robyn yelled. Aubrey got out of the car. He tried to get away but he was already intercepted. "You're not going anywhere." Robyn said. She dragged him into the house and locked the door. Aubrey was unconscious. She sat him onto a chair and tied him up. "Why aren't you breathing?" Robyn asked. She opened his mouth and blew her air into it. He woke up. She started kissing him. "I love you." Robyn said. Before she reached to unzip his pants, she heard a car park up. She checked outside and saw Onika's car. "Oh no... Aubrey your wife is here. Wait, don't move baby." She unzipped his pants and pulled him out.

Onika kicked a hole on the door. "I'm scared." Martha said. "Don't be. I got her. She's trying to give my man head. Hell no!" Onika angrily kicked down the door. "Move away from him, bitch!" Onika screamed, pointing a gun at her. "Oh, it's a bit too late for that, Nicki Minaj." Robyn said. She had a grip on his manhood. Martha ran inside the house and hit Robyn in the head with a big tree branch. Martha winked. "Thanks, Martha." Onika said. "Aubrey, are you ok baby?" Onika said, caressing his face and putting his manhood back into his pants. "Onika, you look even sexier." Aubrey said. Onika smiled and when she was just about to give Aubrey a kiss, Robyn knocked the chair down, hurting Aubrey badly. Onika watched in horror. "No, Aubrey, are you ok?" Onika cried. Robyn grabbed Onika by her neck, choking her. "You stay away from him!" Robyn yelled. "No, I married him. You're just a man-thieving whore." Onika kicked her the stomach. Martha ran to save Aubrey but was tripped by Robyn. Robyn ran out of the abandoned house and drove away. Onika ran to Aubrey. "Aubrey, wake up baby please respond to me." Onika cried. She picked him up and untied him from the chair. Martha and Onika gasped. "He's bleeding from the side of his head!" Martha cried. "No..." Onika began to cry as she was on her knees. "Call 911... he's going to die! Please Martha save him!" Onika bawled. Martha quickly dialed 911. "The phone reception is actually good here, what a surprise." Martha said. "Give me the phone!" Onika said.

"911, what is your emergency?" asked the operator. "Please, I need help my husband is bleeding from the side of his head! I need help! I don't want him to die!" Onika cried. "Address please?" asked the operator. "Martha, what's the address?" Onika whispered. "32 Oakwood Road." "It's 32 Oakwood Road please hurry!" Onika cried. "Ok, we are on our way. Just stay calm." Onika hung up and fell to the ground crying. Martha was right there hugging her. "Onika, stop crying. He's going to  be okay." Martha said. The sirens of the ambulance came in front of the house. The red and white flashing lights were one. One of the workers put Aubrey on a stretcher. Onika ran before they put him the the truck but she was blocked. "Wait, is he going to be okay?" Onika cried. "It's going to be okay." The truck closed and they drove away. "Let's just go home." Martha said. "You can drive Martha." Onika said. They drove away, returning to Onika's home.

Onika ran back into the dining room where her glass of wine was. It wasn't red anymore. It was purple. She heard footsteps upstairs. "Martha, is someone in the house?" Onika asked. "We must check." They ran upstairs and they've seen a broken window, bedsheets off and spots of blood on the floor. "Someone broke into the house... That bitch." Onika said.