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get this loser out of her damn house?
    He smiled. “And just when I was about to give up, I saw you on ESPN. Fucking ESPN. Who’d have thought? I was shocked, but I ain’t surprised. After I saw you and your boy, I Googled him, got his work address, and then waited outside his office for three hours until you pulled up in your brand-new Benz.”
    Unique crossed her arms and looked him dead in the eyes. “Cut the bullshit background story. What do you want, Fat Tee?” She wasn’t going to let him intimidate her.
    He looked at her like she was the old Unique, like she was still a bag of trash in his eyes. Unique tightened the belt on her robe, wishing she had something on that was a little less revealing.
    “I want a million dollars. That’s what I want. A million fucking dollars, bitch!”
    She looked at him as if he had lost his mind. “A million fucking dollars?” She repeated it, then cackled as if it was the funniest thing she had ever heard.
    “This ain’t no joke, or no laughing matter, Unique.”
    “Fat Tee, seriously, like where in the hell am I going to get a million dollars?” she asked, as if he knew something that she didn’t.
    “Being that you are such a scheming, conniving, clever thieving bitch, you figure that shit out.” Those words hurt Unique not because they came from him, but because the truth hurt. His words reminded her of who she used to be and all the memories she was trying to forget.
    “Steal it from this motherfucker.” He pointed to a picture of Kennard that was hanging on the wall. “Or the gotdamn Easter Bunny for all I care. I could give a fuck. Just get it.”
    Kennard knew almost nothing about her past. He knew she was from Virginia but had said that he was more concerned about what they could do together in the future, rather than what they’d done with other people in the past.
    Unique was nobody’s fool. She knew that was Kennard’s way of avoiding talking about all those skank bitches who were always smiling up in his face. But Unique had rolled with his philosophy because she had her own skeletons. Now one of those skeletons was sitting in their kitchen, asking for a million dollars.
    Unique looked directly into Fat Tee’s eyes. “You and the Easter Bunny can go suck on an egg,” she said derisively. “And I would appreciate it if you would get the fuck out of my house. There’s the door.” She pointed.
    Fat Tee got up, walked over to her, and then smacked her so viciously that she fell to the floor. “Bitch, you don’t show me no motherfucking door.”
    She was on the floor and reaching for something to throw but he was standing over her in such a way that she couldn’t move.
    “This ain’t no motherfucking joke, bitch!” He bent down so that they were eye to eye. “But I can show you better than I can tell you.” He smacked her again and then tore her robe open.
    Unique yelled, “Get the fuck off of me!” Desperate, she tried to kick him in the nuts. The kick only grazed him, and didn’t slow him down at all.
    In response, Fat Tee tried to take her head off with a hard-pimp, backhand smack. Then he hit her again. The second blow rattled her brain so hard, Unique almost faded to black. He pushed his body between her legs. She tried to fight him but there was no use—he was much stronger than her.
    This bastard is really going to rape me!
    He was choking her with one hand while he used the other to undo his pants. When she tried to move, he applied pressure, cutting off her air even more.
    He smiled as he forced himself into her. It was a soulless smirk that grew every time he plunged inside. Unique glared up at him, with tears in her eyes. She wanted nothing more than to kill him for what he was doing to her, but she was defenseless. He was bigger. He was stronger. And he had the upper hand.
    She could still smell Kennard’s scent on her body from the beautiful love they’d made together as Fat Tee violated her.
    When he saw tears roll down her