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Heaven shook her head. “Girl, you a mess.”
“Mmhmm. And I love it messy too,” she said. “I can’t wait to go out to the yard, so I can turn up with my niggas.”
Heaven opened her mouth to say something, but then quickly shut it. She simply didn’t have the energy. “So have you spoken to your mother?” she asked instead.
Clitina sucked her teeth. “Fuck no. She still actin’ stank. I hope the rest of her edges fall out. But Candy told me her ‘n’ Day’Asia comin’ up to see me in two weeks.” She lowered her voice to a conspiratorial whisper. “She said she gonna bring me up some Sour Diesel. I told her make sure she wrap it good, too ’cause I don’t want her soakin’ my weed in none of her nasty cootie juice . . .”
Heaven blinked.
“And Day’Asia gonna bring a bag of Molly for Weena’s fiend-ass. That bitch know she a borderline junkie, but I don’t really like to tell nobody’s business, so I’ma shut these lips on that.”
Heaven gave her an incredulous look. “So these drugs are to do what? Sell? And how are they getting this stuff to you?”
Clitina gave her an uh-duh look. “In they cooties. Where else?” She sucked her teeth. “And no I ain’t sellin’ it. I ain’t no dealer. I told you I like to smoke, chill, ‘n’ steal shit off the racks. Not sell no damn drugs.”
“Oh, okay. Whew,” Heaven said sarcastically, wiping her forehead. “I got worried there for a minute. I thought—”
“Tina, I need my six soups back by tomorrow,” a slender, pretty Caucasian girl said, stopping in front of Heaven’s cell. “Please.” She wore a white V-neck T-shirt, sleeves rolled up over her shoulders. One of her arms was entirely tattooed in black roses and red hearts.
Odd. But striking.
Clitina scoffed. “Bitch, hit the floor with it. You better slurp on these six soups between my legs ’cause I ain’t got nothin’ else for ya cracker-ass.”
The woman’s cheeks flushed pink. “Well, you don’t have to be a fuck-face about it. Just let me know when you can get them to me,” she said, before she quickly walked off.
Clitina scoffed. “Fuck-Face? Oooh, she lucky I’m tryna go outside right now or that bitch woulda got stomped, Brick-City style.”
“It’s not that serious, Tina,” Heaven stated calmly. “Pay her what you owe her and let it go.”
Clitina frowned. “All I asked for was two soups ‘n’ that bitch gonna tell me I gotta give her six back. All she gonna get is them two nasty-ass soups she gave me.”
Heaven shook her head. “Tina, that’s not how it works. You have to pay the taxes on anything you borrow; you already know this.”
Clitina bucked her eyes, then blinked rapidly. “Um—wait for it. No. Hell, no. Anyway. Like I was sayin’ before Casper came up tryna set it off. I’ma get turnt all the way up. I’ma smoke until my lips turn black. Shit. Weed is good for the soul, Miss Heaven.”
Heaven lifted a brow and tilted her head. “You—”
The CO called out over the PA system for movement out to the Big Yard.
“Ooh, let me go, Miss Heaven. I ain’t got no time for lectures right now. But you need to come outside ‘n’ get yo’ life. These hoes already think you think you too good. And you know I already had to drag that Spanish bitch last week for talkin’ shit ’bout you.”
Heaven gasped. “Ohmygod! That was you?”
Clitina smiled, all teeth and pink healthy gums. “Mmmhmm. I got that bitch while she was real wet ‘n’ soapy, then swung her down to the floor by her wet hair and punched her titties up ‘n’ stomped her all in her—”
“But you bit her,” Heaven stated.
Clitina gave her a look and shrugged. “Oh well, she should’na been flappin’ her lips all crazy. She lucky I was being nice that night. But I let that Mexican bitch know don’t talk no shit ’bout you.”
“She’s Puerto Rican,” Heaven corrected.
“And that bitch still eat burritos,” she snapped. “So don’t go takin’ up for her.”
The announcement for last movement to the yard blared over the speaker again, and Clitina took off down the tier, leaving Heaven standing there like a deer paralyzed in a car’s headlights, about to get hit.
THIRTY-FIVE
Kiss It Better . . .
