Brooklyn Bombshells: Part 2

“Bitch, please. You say that now, but next week, you gonna be riding his big black dick and forgettin’ about y’all fight. Shit, I see why you keep goin’ back to him. He knows how to fuck right—especially in doggystyle,” Charlie said, taking a deep pull from her weed vape pen.

“What? How you know my nigga got a big dick? And how . . . how you know he likes to fuck doggystyle?” Wanda slurred.

“Cuz he looks like a nigga that can handle bitches like us,” Charlie replied, exhaling the vapor into the air.

Suddenly, Wanda wasn’t too tipsy or high to ask questions and put two and two together. Charlie was speaking too freely about Wisdom—especially about his dick game and how he liked to fuck a bitch. Though she and Wisdom had their issues, Wanda loved him.

Wanda stood up from the couch with a frown. “Is there sumthin’ you ain’t tellin’ me, Charlie?”

“Sit ya dumb ass down, cuz I ain’t in the mood for your drama right now, Wanda,” Charlie retorted. “You really gonna trip over Wisdom? He ain’t shit—he been out there fuckin’ everything that moves. So don’t start trippin’ over that nigga right now.”

Wanda became incensed. “Bitch, you fucked him, didn’t you? You fucked Wisdom!”

“And if I did, so what? That nigga a ho,” Charlie replied nonchalantly.

Wanda stepped threateningly closer to Charlie, getting in her face with her hands moving around wildly. “What, bitch? You a trifling-ass ho—fuckin’ cunt bitch!”

“Fuck you!” Charlie shot back. “You better step back, bitch, and get the fuck outta my face.”

“Or what? What the fuck you gonna do?” Wanda dared her with a hard stare.

And then it happened. Wanda coughed and spit out a loogie in Charlie’s face. The nasty phlegm latched on to the side of Charlie’s right eye and her cheek. Charlie reacted in a heartbeat and punched Wanda so hard that it looked like her face exploded. Their argument escalated into a fierce fight with yelling and screaming, strong punches, and hair pulling.

Charlie struck Wanda several times with a combination of blows, but Wanda’s rage matched hers. They wrestled inside the living room, knocking over furniture, glasses, and pictures from the walls. Charlie grabbed a handful of Wanda’s hair and tried her best to pull it out from the roots, wanting the bitch to become bloody and baldheaded. Wanda counter-attacked by thrusting her elbow into the side of Charlie’s face and her chin. Charlie stumbled and Wanda lunged at her like a pouncing lion.

“Bitch! Fuck you, bitch!” Wanda shouted.

Wanda was stronger than Charlie thought—aggressive too. Knowing Charlie had fucked the man she was in love with ignited such a ferocious rage inside of Wanda that she started to have strength like she was Luke Cage. And since Claire was at work, there was no one around to break it up.

Wanda started to get the upper-hand on Charlie. As with her brawl with Chanel, Charlie was quickly finding herself on the losing end of a fight. She was determined not to lose to Wanda, though. She managed to escape Wanda’s grasp and made a beeline for the kitchen. Wanda chased after her, determined to finish what they had started. Rage and hatred had completely overwhelmed her.

“I knew you was a snake-ass bitch, Charlie!” she shouted. “I’ma fuckin’ kill you!”

Wanda was coming for her like a runaway train. However, the tide was about to change. Charlie grabbed a glass jar full of liquid from the kitchen cabinet and hastily opened it. When Wanda came near her to stomp her out, the clear liquid, which looked like water, was swiftly tossed into Wanda’s face. Wanda immediately screamed and grabbed her face and fell to her knees. She was in unbearable pain. What looked like water inside the glass jar was in fact industrial grade acid. Charlie had bought the chemical weapon for Chanel, but any enemy would do.

Wanda continued to clutch at her face, feeling her skin melting away. Charlie’s chest heaved up and down, and she gazed down at Wanda coldheartedly.

“What now, bitch! I told you don’t fuck wit’ me.”

As she watched Wanda thrash around on the kitchen floor, hollering and screaming out in excruciating pain, the front door opened and Claire walked into the horror. She was shocked to see Wanda’s face melting away.

“Ohmygod, what the fuck, Charlie! What happened to her!” Claire shrieked.

“Fuck that bitch,” Charlie growled.

The screams coming from Wanda were so piercing that they echoed from the kitchen and into the hallway. Wanda was now running through the apartment crashing into furniture and the walls, not able to see. She was frantic and panicking. She was able to reach the kitchen sink and desperately tried to wash away the acid from her face, trying to save what was left of her beauty, but it was too late.

Claire tried to help too, but the damage was already done.

The screams coming from the apartment alerted her neighbors and they called the cops. Charlie was arrested and Wanda was rushed away in an ambulance to the nearest hospital with her face looking like melting wax. She was still in agonizing pain and the paramedics tried their best to soothe her. They had seen a lot of gruesome things, but in their eyes, this was a full-scale horror show.

Two uniformed cops escorted a handcuffed Charlie into the Brooklyn 77th precinct. Charlie didn’t look worried at all. She remained cool and kept her mouth shut. In fact, she smirked at the cops as they arrested her and brought her into the building to be placed into a holding cell. Ahbou was shocked to see Charlie in handcuffs and being dragged into the precinct. The two briefly locked eyes but pretended that they didn’t know each other, and when Charlie was out of his sight, Ahbou quickly went into action. He removed himself from the busy area inside the precinct and made an urgent phone call to Mona.

“Hey, it’s me. They just arrested Charlie for something. I don’t know what, but you need to get down here immediately,” he said to her.

“I’m on my way,” Mona replied.

Mona and Ahbou worked feverishly on Charlie’s charges and her case. They were dumbfounded that she would do something as stupid as tossing acid in a friend’s face during a fight. They had a lot to lose, and Charlie’s reckless actions were costing them time and money. The two dirty cops were able to snag the case, and within hours of her arrest, she was released.