Live Again

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KaTrisha's POV

" Fuck it, I don't know who you are, or what you want but I'm calling the police!" I shouted out.

"T , Don't" I heard a familiar voice say.

A voice that instantly sent chills down my spine , causing me to feel sick to my stomach. My heart started racing, it felt like BJ was doing cartwheels.

"Its me baby, it's Brian, open the door baby, I'm sorry." He said.

I paused , holding my belly in disbelief. This couldn't be him, he was gone and he wasn't coming back. It felt like I was dreaming. I knew that this couldn't be real. It just couldn't, but I had to see with my own eyes.

I quickly opened the door, and soon as I saw his face, I started feeling light headed.

"I'm sorry baby" He said.

My heart dropped , it felt like someone came and snatched my soul from my body. I stood there in silence. I couldn't believe what I was seeing.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry for everything." He said.

I took a deep breath like my therapist said, and exhaled. I just knew I was hallucinating , I knew this , what I was seeing wasn't real.

"Brian? Is it you ? Is it really you ?"

"Yes baby, it's me. I'm sorry baby, I've missed you." He said looking down, noticing my big belly.

He reached for me hand , and I just stood there looking at him. I was happy that he wasn't dead , but I was pissed.

"How! Why? Why are you here, this cant be real, you're dead! This isn't real, It can't be." I screamed out.

"T, I'm sorry , just calm down. Don't upset the baby."

"YOU DIED!! YOU LEFT ME!" I screamed out in tears .

"I'm sorry T, but I had to. They wanted me dead baby, I had to lay low. I faked my death so that I can live again. So that we both can live. I wanted a new life for the both of us. I've waited long enough, these 9 months without you have been hell. But I can't and I wont live my life without you Katrisha. I want to be a man for my son, a father, a role model. I'm sorry for putting you through all this bullshit, but I had to baby. Nobody knew, not even Mello. Just my lawyer." He said.

"I thought you was gone Brian, I just knew that I would never see you again. Me losing you broke my heart. Look at me, I'm not who I was! Just look at me!! When you left, you took a piece of my soul with you. Now you telling me, that it wasn't real. I was hurt Biggs, I thought you was gone. I watched them spread your ashes." I said fighting back tears.

" I know baby... I'm sorry ,but I died , just so that I can live again. Live with you , you and Nala. The shit is fucked up, I know it is. You gotta understand that I didn't want it to have to be like this. I had niggas and bitches who wanted me dead. I faked my death so that I can live. I'm not living my life without you, I love you baby. I'm sorry for all this bullshit, but I did this so that we can live a normal life, a better life , some where, anywhere, but not like this!"

I stood there in disbelief, trying to process it all, I didn't know what to say, or how to feel.

"I know you're mad, and I understand, if you want me to leave I will. I just don't want to live my life without you. But I'll understand if you don't want to." He said standing in the door way.

"Don't leave me, don't you ever leave me again." I said looking into his eyes.

"I won't, I promise. I love you." He said rubbing my belly.

His lips meet with mines and we kissed. He wrapped his arms around me, squeezing me with his warm embrace.  All of the pain , the emptiness I felt, went away.


Sasha's POV

I was sitting in traffic panicking. I don't know why they even let that crazy bastard out of jail. I tried calling Trish but I kept getting the Voicemail. My phone started ringing and it was my doctor's office calling. I was so worried about Trish and Nala, I forgot about my appointment.

I pulled up to Trish's house, and noticed that her car was still parked in the driveway. I didn't see anything suspicious , or out of place. So I got out my car and went to her door. Before I could knock , I noticed a letter sticking out of the door. My name was on it. I started crying before I could open it, i knew Trish wrote it , because It was her handwriting .








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