A Mother's Love (24 page)

“What up everybody?” I said I walked over to Violet and gave her a kiss. She smiled. She was sitting up in the bed.

“What up man took you long enough.” Shamar said.

“Aye shut up. How you doing Violet?” She looked at Daphne.

“Jr. she can’t talk, she has to learn to talk, walk, and you know potty all over again. She has to learn to use her motor sensors all over.” Oh yeah the doctor did say that when she first had the accident.

“I bet her ass gone learn to roll a blunt by tomorrow.” Kane joked. We all laughed even Violet had a smile on her face. Yeah I was just happy she was alive I think we all were.

I stayed at the hospital for a couple of hours and made my way home. I had gotten a three bedroom apartment with Beauty and she had got her kids back. I had given her the money to pay her mother off so that she could get her kids back.

Her mother was acting up going on and on and kept increasing the price. Yeah until I told the bitch look if you don’t send her kids I will kill you and I meant every word. Damn shame a woman could have a child and treat her so cold. I bet if my Mom was alive she would have helped us out and we would have been doing better than we were.

              So yeah I was a family man now. I still worked doing electrician work and I loved it. From time to time I would still sleep with the clients but I always came home with Beauty and she was all I wanted. My baby mamas were pissed too. Well except Tameka she didn’t give a damn she actually seemed happy and let me get the kids more, she said I was finally becoming a responsible adult.

I came in the house and an aroma hit me. It had to be take out because Beauty did not know how to cook. We were getting a long fine and she was working a regular job. She had completed her course to be a Nurse Assistant so she went to clients houses to take care of their elderly parents. She seemed to like it she worked the night shift. I guess she had gotten accustom to being out on the streets all night. I watched the kids at night and made sure they got to school.

Once Brittany found out about Beauty she took my car and stopped supporting me. So I had downgraded to a minivan which me and Beauty shared. But whatever I was happy I had finally found someone I really loved and our relationship was far from perfect, but it was right. Beauty was in the kitchen feeding her kids. Every since I started talking to Beauty Tameka started letting me see my kids more often. Kimmy and Timothy came over almost every weekend. I loved it. Tameka told me that she was happy for me and that I was really growing up.

              Destiny and Jo-Jo were Beauty’s two children and they were gorgeous just like their mother. I treated them like they were my own too. They even called me their stepdad. I didn’t really know who their real father was Beauty never mentioned them so I guess she really didn’t know. She had her kids while she was hoeing so I wasn’t really surprised if she didn’t know who her kid’s father was. But regardless I still cared for her and I wasn’t letting her go.

“Hey baby.” She said when she seen me. She was looking good in her jeans and tee shirt.

“What up?” I headed over to her. I gave her a kiss. “Where the kids at?”

“They in the room, you hungry?”

“Yeah babe.” She fixed me a plate.

I guess her and the kids had already ate. She sat down at the kitchen table with me. I looked at this beautiful woman in front of me and I felt enormous joy. I couldn’t help but feel complete.

“Beauty I love you.” I said and I meant it. I had never meant the words before but I knew I meant it at that moment.

She looked at me and smiled, “I love you too Jr.”

Those little words just sent chills to my body. All my life I had been looking for love from women. And they loved me but I didn’t love them not like I should have. My Mom was killed and that thought never left my mind that someone was selfish to take her away from her children.

I had become a selfish man because of someone else’s selfish mistake. I was no longer holding on to that. I needed to get over the grief of my mother’s death. You never really get over a death you just learn to deal. And it was time for me to deal with the fact that I was a motherless child but I was now a man and a man must be held accountable for his mistakes.

Violet

I was finally leaving the hospital today. I had learned to walk with my walker and it felt so good. I was taking life for granted I was taking my life for granted. Kane had come to get me. My sister Daphne had been at my side every day.

Kane walked in my room looking good as usual and I felt self conscious. I always looked good but since I was in a coma my hair was a mess. I had lost weight good thing my face had healed though. I couldn’t believe I had lost a year of time. But hell I had wasted so many years that year in the coma had really helped me grow mentally. I put on the sweat suit outfit Kane had brought me to put one.

“Thank you baby,” Kane helped me put my clothes on.

This man he was strong, intelligent, yet so gentle with me. I was lucky. “Kane I love.” I said before I even knew the words had slipped out of my mouth.

“I love you too Violet,” he said while grabbing my bags.

He said it like it was nothing to him. But it was the first time I had said I love you in my life and really meant it. He started helping me up and I got angry.

“No no no!” I screamed he looked surprised. “ I said I love you Kane.” I said with tears in my eyes.

“Damn she must can’t hear.” He said he looked at me and came close to my ear. “I love you too!” He shouted. I started laughing.

“I heard you boy.”

“Well shit act like it, move yo ass we gotta get to the house.”

There he go being the boss. But honestly he helped me heal better during my therapy he pushed me harder than the physical therapist. I was crying and trying to give up but Kane was not having.

He would say, “hell naw Violet quit being lazy and being a fucking baby you can do this.” And since I loved my man I did what he told me to do.

The ride home was painful I could not wait to get home. I could feel every bump and bruise every time we hit a pot hole. When I was in the coma I would hear my mother singing to she made me feel not so scared. I was happy she was with me the entire time. I didn’t know I was in a coma when she was singing to me. I just thought I was in a deep sleep and was dreaming of her. Once I realized that she was there with me I knew that it was through her love I pulled through.

I had never gotten that quality time that I could remember with my Mom but I can say that now I felt at ease. I got a bit of a closure in my life now that I knew she was always around me protecting me. I know she was an angel watching over me and my siblings. I didn’t tell them that I wanted it to be our little secret but I know it was my Mother who had protected us.

We pulled up at the house and it was just how I remembered. Kane had cooked some food. I was happy cause I was tired of that hospital food. I needed as much food as I could I had gotten too little. I walked past my full length mirror and looked at myself I started crying.

I had my short hair slicked back. My light skin was still flawless. I didn’t cry because I saw the walker or because I didn’t look like myself I cried because I felt good. Although I was fucked up and couldn’t walk on my own I was alive. I had made up with Mar and I had my man Kane. I had Jr. and Daphne too and I was grateful.
 

I was grateful for everything although I was ungrateful just a year before. I had used my looks to get by because that was all I had. I didn’t know what I possessed. I possessed much more than sex, head, and just a fun time. I possessed love inside of me. A motherless child I was but a beautiful young woman I had become. Couldn’t get any better than this realizing your pain does not have to be your conqueror and that love conquers all.

Chapter Thirty Four

Daphne

I had just made it to my restaurant and things were hectic. I couldn’t wait for my sister to get back on her feet so that she could be my cook at my restaurant. My cook was this black chef he was good but he was too busy being in the waitress and other bitches that work there face but being the boss and a cook I could not do.

“Willie what the hell is going on why are all of these orders backed up?” I saw at least ten customers out there trying to get some food and that was not too be tolerated. I had named my restaurant Delightful after my mom.

“Well the cook’s assistant ain’t been helping me.” He said as sweat dripped from his bald head.

Don’t get me wrong Willie was a handsome man but he was lazy or he just didn’t know what he was doing. He had been with me since I opened six months ago and I kind of think he lied about working at other restaurants, but I must admit his food was tasty but he was so damn slow. I put on an apron and helped out.

I got home that night at around eleven o’clock I was exhausted. I decided to take a nice warm bath. Mike was not in the house yet but that was okay. He was in the works of trying to get his electrician business under control because he was going to be going on tour soon. I was going to miss him I would try to make some of the shows out of town but being that I was a business owner I needed to concentrate on that.

Sherri had tried to come and apologize to me after I beat her ass but I was not having it. Terance had left her and was currently denying her baby. I knew that much when I saw they ass on Maury. It was a very hilarious episode where he denied and denied and his ugly ass wife was right beside him. I had never saw his wife but she was not cute she was a redbone with bad skin. Her teeth were a perfect white and her hair was cute short. They made a fool of themselves only to find out that Terance was the father. What a trip.

I got out the tub and rubbed my brown skin down with baby oil. I looked up at my Mom’s picture and it still brought tears to my eyes. I missed my mom so much. I was the oldest so I held more memories than my brothers and sister and that was a good thing because I could picture her beautiful face but it was also a bad thing because I missed her so much. It was like I was cheated of having something and experiencing something that my heart could never reach. My heart would never be whole, never be fully mended and I really didn’t know how to deal with that. I grabbed her picture and cuddled until I fell asleep.

I was awoken by Mike grabbing my Mom’s picture out my hand and placing it on the dresser. I reached over and hugged him. Sometimes I would get so wrapped in being a motherless child I often forgot about my other blessings like a supportive boyfriend who gave me the money to start my restaurant. Not only that but wonderful brothers and a beautiful sister that I loved dearly. Yes, I was blessed. And I knew what a Mother’s love felt like. I had experienced it as a child when my Mom was alive so I knew that her love lived on.

Shamar

The ride was so long I thought I never was going to make it. I rode by myself because I really hadn’t told anyone. I had been visiting Quincy every since I turned eighteen I had always looked at him as a father. We had been working on an appeal since technically he was defending my Mother. After years and years his appeal sentence was dropped to time served and I was on my way to pick him up.

I had left the drug game alone thanks to Lorina. I told her Dad that I couldn’t do it anymore he didn’t give a damn he was hell bent on finding out who had killed his precious daughter. I hoped to God he never found out because that was one war I was not prepared for. I got hooked up with Mike and he hired me as security when he goes on tour so I was looking forward to that

              I had talked to Brittany a couple of times and I even hit that on occasion but we were not getting back together that was for damn sure. I forgave my brother once he explained to me what happened. And it really didn’t matter because that was my blood. But Brittany although we had been through a lot and I understood I put her through a lot I was not taking her back. She had begged me to take her back because she knew I was a good man but fuck that I did not like the disloyalty.

              I was damn sure glad that my sister Violet was okay it fucked me up to see baby girl like that. When I found out that faggot Carlos was still alive I made sure that that was short lived. I wonder did Violet have nightmares about what happened I know I do. I have nightmares about killing Lorina and about chopping Cash into pieces. And although my actions were justified they still were not right.

              I pulled up at the jail and awaited Quincy’s homecoming. I told him he could stay with me until he got his own spot if he wanted his own spot. Hell we was leaving to go on tour soon so it wasn’t like he needed to get his own spot. He got in the car and we embraced. I had told my brother and sisters to meet me at the cemetery I had a surprise but that would be tomorrow today Quincy and I would chop it up and get him back acquainted with the streets.

              “So Pops what you plan to do since you out?” I said as we drove down the highway.

              “Son, I want a good ass meal as soon as we get to the city. That nasty ass jail food ain’t about shit.” He laughed.

              We made it to the city at about seven that evening and I ordered some takeout at Applebee’s. We went to the house to get comfortable. When Violet and I had gotten kidnapped my Carlos and Lorina Quincy was worried about me. He didn’t know exactly what had happened that day until I told him but when he had called me and I didn’t answer he knew something was up. He had that Father’s intuition I never missed a phone call or a visit.