My Diary - The Beginning

Frank had picked out a nice selection of loungewear for me. He placed my Bleu Clair Printed Tee & Yoga Pants on the ottoman like he said. While I moisturized I heard him talking. I quickly dressed and then brushed my hair back and put on a scrunchie. I fluffed my ponytail out and went into the living room.


When I walked into the living room, it was packed with men. On a normal day, I would have been happy to see so many men. Today was just not that day. Frank took my hand and started introducing me to the police officers. I recognized the two from the night before. I know they didn’t expect to be back so soon. Once all the introductions were made, we all sat down. I answered their questions as open and honestly as I could. Then the toughest question came. They wanted a list of all the people that I had been in contact with over the last few months. They really wanted the time frame right before I knew I was being followed up through last night. I didn’t want to say in front of Frank. I didn’t want him knowing that I was still sexually involved with other men. I had every right to be but he didn’t need anymore heartache. His hearing about me sleeping with other men would be as bad as his seeing me sleeping with them. He sensed that I wanted some privacy and excused himself into the other room. I gave them a list but excluded Friend. I told them that I had to speak with someone prior to giving out his information. The detectives didn’t think it was smart to give someone warning that they would be questioned. I showed them my ring, which I still hadn’t taken off. I told them that the person that gave me the ring was definitely not a suspect and deserved the right to know that he would be questioned. The lead detective whistled and handed me his card. He asked that I forwarded the card and have my ‘friend’ give him a call. I agreed. Then they asked me to call Sabrina. I called her from the house phone and put the call on speaker. Sabrina answered the phone sounding drowsy. I explained to her who was on the phone and what was going on. She instantly woke up. She told me that she hadn’t stopped by and that she had left me a message on my cell phone. Then she had left a message with the housekeeper and when she didn’t get an return call, she Im’ed me. I went to get my Sidekick while she was talking. I did indeed have an IM from her. I hadn’t logged on to Yahoo, so I didn’t see the message. She explained that she was in Los Angeles. Her boss had sent her there to outfit Sanaa Lathan for a new movie she was starring in. The detective got the information for her flight and hotel so that it could be verified. Sabrina apologized and said that she would call me as soon as she got back into the NY. I told her good because my shopping list was growing. We both laughed and hung up.

Frank had placed the bags on the outside of the door. Now he was spraying Febreze throughout the condo. The policemen said that they wanted me to come down to the police station later in the morning. For now they were going with the security officers to start copying and reviewing the tapes for over the last 5 days. They wanted to see if the people that were coming and going matched the sign-in sheets. They were also going to question some neighbors as well as the building staff. I thanked them and again stated I didn’t know of anyone other than Frank’s wife and perhaps his cousin James who would want to do anything to harm me.


After Frank escorted them out; he closed but couldn’t lock the door. He made me a Bailey’s Irish Crème Caramel mudslide. I gladly accepted it. As I was drinking it, he wanted to discuss the items in the bags. He wrote each one down to see what they symbolized. We started with the hoe, which was easy to see what it stood for. Then the butcher’s knife, the strands of hair, the tore up dress and then the pig’s head. When we got everything together we figured that someone was threatening me because of him. The pig was a symbolization of his being a police officer. Frank had already figured it out and so had the other police officers. He was writing it all down and getting it together to show me what it could have possibly meant.

I was starting to get a little tired and Frank noticed it. He flipped out my mink throw and laid it across me. I fluffed my couch pillow and lay back. I was asleep before I knew it. I dreamed about the pig’s head. It was chasing me through the streets of Manhattan. I tried to run away from it by racing down into the subway station. I jumped on the E train and it jumped on following me. People were laughing and pointing at me.

When I woke up, I heard my mother and the housekeeper talking. I thought I was still sleeping but when I opened my eyes and saw her I knew it was anything but a dream. I walked over to her. I hugged and kissed her. I was actually glad that she was here. She smiled at me and hugged me back. Then she turned me in the direction of my bedroom and told me to go get dressed. I smiled, even in my house she was the boss.

As I was getting dress, I smelled eggs and bacon. The smell of the bacon had me ready to throw up again. I let out a loud ‘Aww’ before I ran back into my bathroom. This time as I was bent over my toilet, my mother and Frank were by my side in a second. Frank went through the same routine and started wiping my face. My mother was holding my hair back. They made jokes about me, the pig and the bacon. My mom apologized and said she wasn’t thinking when she started cooking the bacon. I just smiled at her and shook my head. The only person missing from my bathroom was my Dad. Then I would have the 3 people I loved the most with me. I was feeling it but definitely wasn’t going to say it. I told them that I was ok and would join them in a minute.


When they were back in the kitchen area eating, I called Faith. I told her what had happened, earlier this morning. She told me she was canceling her appointments and would be at my house within the hour. I thanked her. I then called Hope. I knew Hope couldn’t cancel her appointments and that was fine. I really wanted to just be alone with Faith. Hope and I talked, Hope cried and then told me I needed to come and stay with her, her husband and kids. I thanked her but told her, it wasn’t that serious. I would never stay with another woman and her man unless I was destitute.