Janet P.O.V.
When I came to, I fluttered my eyes open to find myself in a room I didn’t recognize. The entire room was red, even the light created a basking red glow. There was a mirror on the ceiling, and looking up I could see that I was bound to the bed posts by handcuffs and my body was clad in leather lingerie. I had no idea how I ended up in this position. The bed was covered in red rose petals and red candles were lit in a ring around the room. Maybe Toni is trying to spice up her bedroom game, that’s the only logical explanation I can think of. A curvy silhouette appeared suddenly in the threshold. I released a breath of relief, realizing it was Toni after all. It was dark and I couldn’t see her face, but I knew her body better than anything else. Or so I thought I did. The curvy shadow stepped into the light and I came face to face with Tamar. She was dressed in a sexy police costume, hence the handcuffs I was in. I was frozen in a state of shock. This made no sense at all.
Janet: What the hell is this Tamar?! Where’s Toni?!
Tamar: You’ve been a very, very bad girl Ms. Jackson. You are under arrest for being too damn sexy. Everything you say can and will be used against you in this bedroom.
Janet: Cut the bullshit! Where. Is. My. Wife?
Tamar: Toni is otherwise occupied. It’s just me and you baby, the way it always should have been. I thought you would like this. You told me at dinner how much you enjoy my company.
Janet: Did you hurt her?
Tamar: Maybe I did, maybe I didn’t. It doesn’t matter because you belong to me now. I see the way you look at me Janet. You’ve wanted me since the first day I came here. I just want to fulfill your deepest, darkest desires. Let me do that for you. I am at your service, Ms. Jackson.
???: Why don’t you let me help you with that Tamar. My wife can be a lot to handle in the bed.
Toni came walking into the room seductively, a sexual hunger in her eyes and lust dripping from her sultry voice naturally. She was dressed exactly the same as Tamar. I didn’t know whether to be turned on or scared. This was so bizzare and confusing. I felt like I was in the twilight zone. My eyes widened in horror as I watched Toni wrap her arms around Tamar’s waist and passionately tongue kiss her. Tamar moaned into her mouth, grabbing the back of her head and deepening the kiss. My wildest fantasy has always been a threesome, but not with my wife’s sister. Tamar stared into my eyes intensely as Toni kissed her neck. She began to undress her, her eyes still locked with mine. I tried desperately to look away, but the sex feign waking inside of me wouldn’t let me. Toni then undressed Tamar, revealing a shiny gold pistol tucked away in Tamar’s g-string. Toni backed away, surprised and shaking in fear. Tamar raised the gun, aiming it at her temple. I thrashed around on the bed, trying to break free and save Toni to no avail.
Toni: T-Tamar w-what are you d-doing?
Tamar: For years and years I was tormented and abused mentally, sexually, and emotionally by our parents. You left me alone in that house and for what?! For fame?! For Janet?! You never once thought about me when you were walking red carpets and touring the whole fucking world! For 10 years, I cried out for my sister, but you never came! You left me in the dust like I meant nothing to you! I was so scared and alone, but look who’s scared now.
There was nothing but death in Tamar’s eyes. She backed Toni into a wall, pressing the gun to her head. Tears were streaming down Toni’s face. I felt so helpless and all I wanted to do was protect her, but I couldn’t. I was bound and vulnerable, left at Tamar’s mercy, and it was clear she knew no mercy at all. The only thing I could think of to do in my position was beg Tamar for my life and Toni’s.
Toni: Tamar please I’m sorry-
Tamar: SHUT THE FUCK UP BITCH! YOU’RE NOT SORRY FOR ANYTHING YOU DID TO ME!
Janet: You don’t have to do this. I know you don’t want to hurt, you just want to be take care of. Let Toni go and I can take care of you the way you want to be cared for.
Tamar looked at me with tears in her eyes. I didn’t see a crazy woman with a gun, but a broken little girl. She’s been through so much and the soft part of me just wants to take her pain away.
Tamar: No one can care for me. I’m unlovable. You just want my body, just like everybody else. You don’t care about me, no one does.
Janet: I can take your pain away if you just let me, but not when you’re acting like this. Just put the gun down baby girl. It doesn’t have to be this way.
Tamar: Yes it does! Don’t try to pretend like you understand because you don’t! I know exactly what happens after this! You and Toni live happily ever after in your nice big mansion and I’m forgotten about and abandoned once again! So yes Janet, this is exactly the way it has to be. You can thank your wife for that. Are there any last words you want to say to her?
Toni: Tamar don’t do this! You’re still my sister and I love you! Please!
Tamar: Goodbye Toni.
Janet: TAMAR DON’T!
But it was already too late. Tamar pulled the trigger and Toni’s blood splattered on the walls. My soulmate, my wife, my everything was gone and she was never coming back. I screamed out, breaking down in tears as Toni’s lifeless body twitched on the floor in a growing pool of blood. Her eyes were wide open, fear frozen in them forever. Tamar kissed the lips of her corpse gently before closing her eyes. She stood up, approaching the bed. At this point I just wanted her to kill me so I could be with Toni. Tamar cupped my face softly, stroking my hair and caressing my tear stained cheek.
Janet: K-kill me! Please…p-please kill me! I-I want to be with Toni! I don’t want to live without her! Just kill me and take this pain away! Please Tamar!
Tamar: Shhh, it’s okay. Now you and I can finally be together.
She took the wedding ring off of Toni’s corpse, putting it on her own finger. It fit perfectly.
I awoke with a start, panting and sweating with tears running down my face. I looked next to me and Toni was laying there, sleeping peacefully. I sighed, running my hands through my wild hair. I couldn’t believe it was all just a crazy dream because it felt so real. I kept envisioning Toni’s blood on the walls, and the look of pain in the eyes of her corpse. I could feel Tamar’s presence in the dark room, the air feeling like her pillowy lips on my bare skin. A chill ran down my spine just thinking about it. I layed down, snuggling closer into Toni’s body and holding her tighter than I ever had before. I couldn’t let her go.
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