Someone caught on :)
Yes she did =D
I couldn’t breath he changed. He changed so much. Tears roll out my eyes and I drop my gun trying to get some air taking off my clothes and slipping into my nightclothes I look at the picture of us on my nightstand and shake my head. Three years and he wen’t cold. He’d never dear disrespect me like that because of how much he loved me. He wouldn’t have done this out of love. He definitely wouldn’t have brought up Laura he’s the only person I trusted to tell that too. I smell her perfume and turn t see her with little expression and sit on my bed noticing the picture face down.
“You knew?” I ask above a whisper trying to stop the tears.
“I had a feeling” she says and I shake my head. “I didn’t want to acknowledge the fact that my son is officially gone. Thrown all his dreams away?” she says, I look at momma J.
“He’s gone Ma” I whisper and she smiles a regretful smile.
“I guess this was part of the plan” she says and I shake my head.
“No he was supposed to go ghost” I explain. “Three years and he still hasn’t completely given up one me. He still loves me” I say, it’s the truth but he tries to hate me like I did in the beginning roles are switched.
“Maybe this is the best way,” she says. “Two of the most powerful forces maybe it’s time?” she asks and I shake my head in defiance its not gonna happen. He pissed me the fuck off and he’s not in the right state of mind right. He’s gonna want revenge, he’s gonna want to hurt me instead of try to forget me like I had wished. I didn’t do what I did just to hurt him I did it so we could live. Safe. Without fear of being hurt or hurting. Our love was dangerous because of how fluid it was. How easy and carefree it was, how well we balanced each other out he made me believe in love again in more ways than one.
“Mommy?” I hear Maurice ask, I turn smiling. “Grandma why is mommy crying?” he asks withholding his own tears and climbing into my lap. He takes the picture of my dad and I up and smiles. “You miss him don’t you?” she asks and I nod.
“We all do” I say and Momma sniffles but Maurice smiles.
:) Kennedy’s name should be unpredictable
but she plans it all out
Remember Kennedy is scarred from her childhood, that what all her actions/reactions stem from
“Ken” I say as she gets up.
“No I never wanted this. You and I. I hate that I have a weakness I hate that I can’t be normal. I hate them for trying to take my mom and I hate that she’s not protected. I hate that I can’t do anything about it. I hate that you walk in here like I’m a good person. I hate it when you make me laugh. I hate the way you hold me. I hate the way you tell me what I need to hear. I hate that I need you. I hate the way you make me laugh and make me happy” she screams tears in her eyes, I see it pure rage. She watches me with a frown and glossy red eyes. She hates me. “But most of all I hate that it’s not hate. I hate that you made me love you” she tells me sitting on the bed defeated.
“Kennedy, it’s gonna be alright. Everyone’s safe” I tell her and she looks at me shaking her head a single tear rolling out her eye.
“You don’t get it Chris. I can’t live without you and they know that.” She says. “Like mom you’re target number one, I cant loose you too”
That was the last time I saw Kennedy three years ago, she was gone by the time I woke up, no one knew where she was not even Devin. Everyone always warned me about her cold ways but I never listened I always believed she’d never hurt me because of the love we have for each other but I was wrong. She left me regardless, she left everyone. It wasn’t even hard for her I didn’t get phone calls that were silent just for her to hear my voice. She never responded to my txt’s noting. Then last year we hear of a takeover and that Emmett was dead three shots to the head. Devin said its ken’s style everything about it. Anyone who crossed this new leader faced immediate death, whether you stole or didn’t show up for your shift on time. Her pops went over there and came out three weeks later practically dead even though he’s already dying. He confirmed its Ken. As mad as I was I hoped she’d at least ask about me but she didn’t she send a letter for Devin asking him to work for her. He said no. So I got heavy in this life too, everything she didn’t want for me I became. Heartless, sly and insincere. I want her to hurt everyday for what she did how she betrayed me like that.
Then last week I get a letter from her after three fucking years and it’s for a meeting about territory. Addressed to the leader, so I guess she doesn’t know its me rooftop of the highest building in the city tonight. I don’t tell anyone even though I should. She’s dangerous but I just hope somewhere she’s still that girl. I carry a gun out of habit and ask Devin, Mijo and Cam to wait downstairs I don’t tell them who the meetings for. I ascend in the elevator then climb out just to see her jumping out of a helicopter onto the rocks. She’s suited up black jumpsuit from the looks its bulletproof and her crazy hair is in a tame braid. She closes in the space sitting at the table and placing her gun down. I take a seat doing the same and her brows dent seeing the tattoo on my hand. She looks up to see its me and she laughs.
“Who’d a thought?” she asks wearing a smile.
“The new leaders a girl” I finish and she chuckles.
“So if you don’t mind me asking how’d a pretty boy like you end up with half the city?” she asks taking off her glasses her eyes are bright and blue, she’s grown up her features matures. She’s sexier than I remember.
“Your boy Devin gave me some pointers” I jab and she pretends to be hurt.
“How is he?” she asks inquisitively.
“He’s good, he’s protecting YOUR family right now” I say and she laughs like it doesn’t hurt a bit.
”How is cam heard he settled down, Mijo too” she says taking some money and counting it. “Give my nieces and nephews this for me” she says putting the money in my hand. “And mom and dad should be fine, Ro’s good too” she smiles leaving me out. “So I’m taking over your some of your territory mostly waterfront you can agree or I we can fight” she twirls.
“You’d fight me?” I ask hurt and she laugh.
“Who the fuck is you? Hard ass thug, selling drugs and stealing, taking people out” she mocks.
“I’m Chris Brown” I snap and she looks at me with annoyed eyes.
“I knew him, hell I was in love with him but you my friend are a bitch” she tells me.
“Then you’d know he’s standing right here” I inform her and she smiles challenging me.
“Just because you have thirty two freckles, brown eyes, same tattoos that one tooth slightly in front of the other doesn’t mean you’re him” she smiles. “But if you wanna play that I’m taking what I want” she smiles pressing a button on her phone.
“Laura would be ashamed” I say as she walks to the helicopter coming.
“Who isn’t?” she yells over the noise leaving.