If I say that I understand, then I will be foolish because I don't understand. If I say I can imagine what it must feel like, then I am a liar. The truth is that you will never understand; you can never imagine, and sorry is just hollow words. It's true what they say that you need to walk a mile in someone else's shoes before you can even begin to come near what they are feeling.
I have been watching her the whole night, I have put that blanket over her a thousand times, and she has kicked it off every single one of them. For someone that had all of that happen to her, she really puts on a brave face. I guess she has just learned to live with it, something I could never do. Revenge makes you a bitter man, but justice takes the bad away, and justice is what I will get for her.
“Why are you staring at me like that, Trayton?”
“Just making sure I don't miss a second without you.”
“Trayton really?”
“Shush, I am romantic.”
“Nothing is more r
I have a newfound drive, something that I feel strongly about, something that is going to give a man like me a sick kind of pleasure. I am changing my aim, forget corrupt businessmen and mob bosses that cannot keep their crew in order. I want men like Seth Williams; I want to take what I can from them, make them suffer. She has not left the house since the day she told me, and she does not want to leave either. Mom says she spends her day up here in the room; she does not eat; all she does is sleep. I don't know what to do, how I get her to carry on living. She is fading away, and it is my fault. I had to go scratching; I had to go open up old wounds. “Baby girl.” “Yes baby.” “Is there anything that I can do for you?” “No, I am okay, baby.” “Can I bring you water?” “Chips?” “No, I am fine.” “Pizza?” “I don't like pizza.” “Ice cream?” “It sounds like you want to make me fat.”
What do you do when you lose the one you love? Suppose they are taken away from you, not by death but by the hands of another. They are taken, and you do not know where they are or how to get them back. What do you do when a monster from the past reappears in the present? But there is not time to wonder, I have a very confused Jackson staring at me, “Trayton, what the fuck is going on?” I fill Jackson in on the whole story. “Jackson, I need to fucking find her.” “It will take my guy at least a day or two to get his address.” “I don't have a fucking day or two. Who knows what the fuck he is doing to her?” “Trayton, we will find her.” Not truly feeling assured, I turn to Dominic, “Dominic fucking find the asshole's address.” “I am already on it.” Dominic answers without even a blink. Much annoyed I look at Joseph, “Joseph, don't just fucking stand there, do something.” “What do you want me to do?” He snaps
What would you do to save the one that you love? How far would you go? Would you do anything even though it means that you could lose them in the end? Is it really worth it in then? …WITH THE GIRLS AT HOME… Emma has just finished talking to Dominic on the phone. She turns to Becca with great worry, “Dominic phoned. He said we must go faster, or Tray is going to do something he is going to regret.” Becca immediately looks at here, “What the fuck are you talking about?” “He is going to fuck a woman from the Bureau to get the asshole's address.” “Is he fucking crazy.” “No, he is fucking desperate. We have to go faster. Ava will leave him if she finds out what the fuck he did.” “Never mind leaving him. She will never fucking speak to him again.” …Trayton POV… Staring at Riley, I cannot help but be shocked, “You really play a hard game. Nothing comes fucking free with you.” “You should know it by
What happens now? That is the big question. Does she rise from this and become stronger, or does this crush her, and she loses herself. That is something I can't control, I could control saving her body, but I have no control over saving her mind. All I can do now is wait until she is ready to speak.And I wish she did not have to see me kill him. You can think you are strong for shit like that, but you never are.When we get home, I carry her up to the bed; she is sleeping; I place her on the bed and cover her with a blanket, I know she is going to kick it off, but I at least want her warm for a couple of minutes................................Down in the kitchen…Dominic ~ “What a damn crazy day.”Joseph ~ “Fück I thought for a second we were going to lose
I am sitting here in this godforsaken place waiting for the women I love more than life itself to wake up. I want her to wake up and look her in the eyes and know that I am not leaving her in here. I am not losing her for seven years as I did with my mom. I don't want to lose her; I can't lose her. I will not be able to live if I don't have her in my life, have her by my side if I can not see that beautiful smile or hear her laughter. This morning I had to pack up our lives; it was the hardest decision I ever had to make. I had to decide for her, a decision I have no right to make. But I have to save her; I have to save her from the monster the monster created inside her. I am scared to see the look on her face when she realized what I have done. Then she opens her eyes. “Hey baby.” “Hey baby girl.” “Where are we?” “It's a place that is going to make you better.” “There is nothing wrong with me.” “Baby girl, they need to
I am rushing to the hospital; this damn car cannot go fast enough; it feels like the road is endless, and there are million other cars in my way. The world around me has stopped, and I swear so has my heart; I am numb; it is all crashing down on me. I do not bother to park like a normal person nor even lock my car. Instead, I am racing like a lunatic through the passages to get to her room. I hear someone screaming her name; when I see no one around, I realize it is me. I find the doctor outside her room. “Slow down, Trayton. At this rate, you are going to have a heart attack.” “How is she?” “She is sleeping.” “What happened?” The doctor explains to me how she has been hiding her medication and not been taking it. Something about a psychotic episode and her getting her hands on a blade. She does not want to say why and she will only speak to me. “Can I go in?” “Yes, take as long as you need.’ I find
My baby and I are finally back home. After six long months of touch and go, she is much better, and we can carry on with our lives together; how will be defined with her next answer.Ava ~ “My answer is yes.”Trayton ~ “What is yes, baby girl.”Ava ~ “What you said.”Trayton ~ “You need to remind me I say a lot of things.”Ava ~ “Did you forget about it?”Trayton ~ “Baby girl, I do tend to forget a lot of things.”Just then, the entire damn bunch comes outside.Dominic ~ “Damn, it is good to see you, man.”Joseph ~ “He has been driving me crazy.”
Aaahhh fuck. Now that is what happens if you fucking speed. It's just a damn car. I squeeze out from between the steering wheel and the airbag. I grab my phone and rush up the road to the apartment. Emma ~ “Fuck Trayton you have blood on you.” Trayton ~ “I fucked up the car.” Trayton ~ “Where is she?” Emma ~ “She is sleeping.” Trayton ~ “What happened?” Emma ~ “She had a nightmare. She was screaming, but I got her to calm down.” Trayton ~ “Thanks, Emma.” I go to her room, where I find her still fast asleep. After wiping the blood off my face, I take my shoes off and climb in under the blankets with her. I lay and watch her until I finally fall asl