MY OWN CRIMINAL RAT CHAPTER 20

Johnny jumped out of the van as soon as it stopped in front of Tara’s apartment. He was relieved to finally be out of the van with Rooskie.  He knew he had come close to losing his life at the hands of Rooskie but his relief quickly turned to anger once again with each step he took closer to the apartment.  It was clear to Johnny now that Rooskie wanted to kill him and the only thing stopping him was the woman. Johnny had no intention of becoming the victim of Rooskie but he also wanted to continue the woman's plan to make him a rock god and rich again.  He decided he would need to devise a plan of some kind before he ended up dying at the hands of Rooskie as he entered the apartment.  

 
Tara was sitting on the couch and when she saw Johnny she suddenly got a strange look on her face her head tilting to one side like a puzzled cat. She walked towards him slowly her head stretched out now examining something on Johnny but Johnny did not know what. When she got close enough to touch him she took her hand and brushed it over Johnny's cheek and chin. "You are a fucking MAN!!!!" she screamed. "Oh my God! Oh my God!" at first Tara could not think straight as she repeated her appeal to the heavens again and again. She reeled emotionally thinking how he had fooled her for months and worse how he had done so while she herself was struggling to make ends meet. "Get out of my apartment right now or I'm calling the police!" she roared as she stomped over to the room she had let him use to grab all of his stuff and toss it in the street.
 
Johnny stood still watching her with his eyes alone as she flew around the room screaming at him in a rage. He was waiting for her to burn out before he said anything to be sure Tara heard what he was waiting to tell her. She held a pile of clothes in her arms that were Johnny's and as she passed him headed to the front door he quietly said " I wouldn't do that if I were you that is my property". Tara stopped and began screaming at him again telling him over and over how he had lied to her to take advantage of her and what a despicable person he was. She dropped the clothes at his feet and walked over to the phone and called the police. Johnny walked over to the couch and sat down.
 
When the police came, to Tara's shock and amazement, they informed her that she would have to formally evict Johnny if she wanted him out of her apartment because of his already extended stay there. Johnny sat on the couch and laughed to himself quietly as the police told Tara the news he already knew about and had been taking advantage of for some time to his benefit.

When Johnny spoke to the police it was clear that they didn't like Johnny and wanted him to just agree to go. But Johnny knew he didn't have to go and that he could stay a year or even more rent-free if he wanted to. It would take time for Tara to bring a formal eviction action against him and in the meantime all would remain status quo until he decided differently. Johnny didn't care what the police thought or what they wanted. He easily lied to the police that Tara not only knew he was a man because she had sex with him he added in discrimination claims asserting he was a transgender. Johnny reveled in his own godly abilities to work it all so easily to his advantage time and time again. His new riches and fame were close at hand he was sure of it and in the meantime he considered the benefit he now had in not having to always dress as a woman around Tara.
 
As soon as the police left Johnny told Tara, who was sitting in the kitchen now blankly staring at the wall emotionless, that he was going out for a while and taking her car since she wasn't working today noting that he would be back later when she calmed down. He also told her to clean up the mess she made during her tantrum as he swept her keys off the small table by the couch where Tara had been sitting when he first came in, and gingerly stepped out the door.

Tara heard the door close but did not look back. Tears swelled in her eyes as she thought about what had now happened to her life. Last night had been wonderful for Tara and uplifting when an agent approached her from an agency with a top-notch reputation. She felt like her life was moving upward and her hard work was about to pay off now she could no longer feel that joy as it was replaced with a feeling of horror. So many had warned her about going to Los Angeles alone to pursue her dream as a jazz singer and now they were all proven right. People like this didn’t exist in a small town where everyone knew you; it was impossible. 

She shuddered when she thought about this terrible person being forced to live with her. The thought that this had occurred because she was a person that was willing to help someone out who was in a hard spot, or so she thought, made her feel like a fool. She had always been a helpful person to others and never hesitated before to lend a helping hand where it was needed. Tara struggled to accept the truth of her situation and her own actions of trying to lend a helping hand as putting her in the mess. Tears rolled down her face in such a stream of sadness that wiping them away was pointless. When her phone rang she looked down surprised to see it was the agent from last night and started to panic. The phone had rung twice already as she struggled to pull out of her despair. By the fourth ring she knew she must answer it but when she said hello she could not hold it all in. “What’s wrong? Did I call at a bad time? Should I call back?” he said with a tone that Tara knew she was close to blowing the closest chance to success she had thus far. “I’m fine really. It’s ok I’m ok” Tara struggled to make her words sound normal but knew she was failing. She then quickly added, “Actually I just had my car stolen but I really want to talk to you and am so very glad you called!”

Bill really liked Tara and thought with her look and sound she could make it big. Bill had brought many jazz singers to success and his instincts had already made him wealthy. He was convinced Tara would be added to his list of successes. But at first her demeanor on the phone confused him because she was so different just the night before until she told him she had just had her car stolen. Bill had been the victim of car thieves too and he understood how that could shake you up. Thinking about it gave him relief that his latest jazz find was not a wacko just another victim of car thieves in Los Angeles. He told her to call the police and meet him later that evening at the Cat Club where she could sing for some big time producers he was taking there that evening.

When Tara hung up the phone she felt empowered again. Despite her terrible problem with the horror living in her apartment now she knew that this opportunity was likely going to help solve even this problem. If she was able to get a singing deal and make more money, she thought, she could just move away from Johnny and never see or hear from him again. She picked up the phone again and called the police reporting her car as stolen.

Johnny was driving around Hollywood looking for someone he would like to have sex with that would pay him for it when suddenly he saw flashes of blue light reflect from his rear view mirror. Immediately thereafter he heard a voice over a loud speaker tell him to pull the car over. Johnny pulled the car over getting enraged over being pulled over, as he was not doing anything at the time that justified this in his opinion. As soon as he pulled the car over the voice on the speaker told him to get out of the car with his hand up in the air. Johnny’s anger boiled over. He opened the car door with a hard push and got out quickly with his hands up while he yelled at the police officers who were standing around about how sorry they would all be for fucking with him. The largest of the policemen there approached Johnny and told him to shut up. Johnny thought for a moment he looked like Rooskie and he stopped talking.

“This car you are driving whose car is it?” the large policeman asked. “Its Tara’s car of course!” Johnny spit back at him knowing he would win again here. “Did Tara give you permission to drive her car?” he questioned with skeptical tone. “I have been living with Tara and I still do and she knows I have her car!” then adding “Tara and I had a little spat today and I guess she decided to make a false report to the police. What is the criminal penalty for that?!”

The large policeman took one step back from Johnny when he said this and then returned to where the other policemen were standing. Johnny noticed that more police cars and officers had arrived since he first got pulled over. Johnny stood there feeling his godly powers getting even stronger as he watched him walk away.  

Just as Johnny thought he was free to leave three of the officers began approaching him with the largest one telling him to put his hands behind his back. Johnny realized that they were going to arrest him and he went into a frenzy. Seconds later the officers tackled him to the ground, hog tied him and threw him into the back of a police car.