His Everything, Her Story

Chapter 21

CHAPTER 21

My lips had been bruised from the night before. Hickies and finger prints riddled my body. I wore every single one of them for the world to see. I hadn't been ashamed of what me and Trevante had done. After all he was my fiancé...except nobody had knew it.

Last nights life changing events had me on cloud 9. I felt a hum of bliss from within me. I loved Tre with all my heart and I know that I'm very fortunate to have him. My life would almost be perfect if my mom could stop embrassing herself. I looked at the window as Trevante drove us downtown. His hand rested in mine as he drove in silence.

" What are we even doing ....", I turned to him and said.

" What do you mean baby girl ? ", Trevante looked over at me.

" Why do we ....help her ? ", I asked.

" Because she's your mom ...", Trevante trailed off.

" I know but....why do we help her if she continues to abuse the crack and cocaine ", I pondered.

" You love your mother deep down. I've been in your shoes before. We agreed to this....do you wanna' stop ? ", Tre looked at me again with questioning eyes.

" I don't even know......I just feel like. By giving her money we are enabling her. I know she doesn't just use the shopping money for groceries. She uses it for drugs. Do we stop giving her money and let her help herself or do we give her money to make sure she eats and has a place to sleep ", I said.

" We could cut off the money. I could have groceries sent to her weekly. I'll pay for the utilities and just stop giving her money. That way she won't have anything to buy the drugs with. It'll force her t-", tre started but I cut him off.

" I'm done ", I said.

" Bab-", tre got cut off again.

" No....NO. I am. And you are too. We can't force her into something she doesn't want Trevante. Her becoming sober has to be something that she wants. We cannot force her to change. If we force her then eventually she'll crack under pressure and start using all over again. I think your idea is great but don't expect change for her. I'm done talking to her. I don't wanna interact with her anymore until she comes to me and tells me that she's changed ", I massaged my temples.

" If that's what you want ", Trevante went silent again .

We arrived to the police department and picked her up. As soon as she got out she didn't say a word to me or Trevante. She was super antsy from all the drugs that she needed a refill on. Her temper was short today.

" We're gonna drive you back home Ms.Tammy. Is that okay ? ", Trevante moved slowly and carfefully around my mother in the car. He knew she had outbursts.

" Just drive me to the gas station on bluffon street. The BP ", said my mom. She looked around scratching herself.

" But I sent groceries to your house yesterday ms.tammy? Is there something you- ", Trevante was cut off by my mother.

" Don't worry about what the fuck I'm doing. I-I- I said I needed to go to the gas station. W-W-What I do during my alone time is my business. I don't need you or that lousy money. Why help me then....shit ...MIND YOU- ", I then cut my mom off.

Don't ever disrespect my HUSBAND in front of me. Something in me snapped.

" You know what Trevante....just drop her off at the gas station like she asked baby. You heard her. She doesn't need your money. If she can't appreciate you then let her be. TAMMY....you won't have to worry about us ANYMORE and I put that on everything I love and I don't love much. We'll be out of your hair. Cause your SON IN LAW is the one who convinced me that it would be best to help you out. If it wasn't for the kindness of Trevante you would be the LAST thing on my fucking mind. And since I'm clearly the  last thing on yours...consider this ride as a parting gift ", I turned back around in my seat and looked forward. Trevante rested his hand back in mine and squeezed it.