Chapter 28 "Return"

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Oshane's POV
I already know how this ends for me. My family is set for life so they won't miss the business. I called my mother and told her everything I managed to figure out. I decided that I'd move and fall off the grid. She agreed that that's the best option for me. I hang up quickly because I can't take the emotions.

I packed up for me and my son. I drove to St.Mary to say goodbye to my parents.

Private island it is.

*phone rings*

"Yo dawg," Nester's voice greets me.

"Nuh know seh a one ting gwaan and mi a guh move gah one a mi private island dem," I tell him.

"Bomboclaat dawg, fi real?" he questions and I'm really not in the mood to explain.

"Yeah dawg just link mi mother if yuh wah know details, lata fi now bad charge," I say and I can picture him shaking his head.

"Ahh young don, careful zeen," he says before hanging up.

Fuck this. Will never trust a next oman as long as mi heart a bloodclaat beat.

Tina's POV

"I want my fucking kids that was the deal!" I yell in Xavier's face. I need to see my children. They're my whole life.

"They'll be returned to you later on today," I hisses and I clutch my fists tightly.

"I will kill everything that walks if I don't see them by the end of the fucking day," I argue. I'm serious, nobody gets my forgiveness if I don't see my children again.

"Okay," is his simple yet cocky response.

After the conversation I head back up to my room. The pale colour of the room brings back the gloomy memories this place holds. Every second of being here is torcher.

Why yuh give over the thumb drive before getting your kids?

My father is a lot of things but a liar is not one. Even though I hate him for my past and present, I can admit he's not a liar and I trust him.

There's a knock at my door and I'm genuinely not in the mood to be bothered. Nevertheless I open the door but there's no one there. I'm about to close the door thinking I'm hearing things when I hear…

"Mama?" a tiny voice called and I looked down. My eyes lock with the most beautiful hazel eyes. A flood of emotions rush over my body as I look at both of the beautiful girls.

A wide grin pasted itself on my lips as tears flowed down my face. I kneel, hugging both of them. I decided to play a strong mother, the type that doesn't let her kids see her cry.

I pick them both up and head back inside the gloomy room, closing the door behind me. Placing them on the bed I prepare for all the questions that will be thrown at me.

The 4 and 2 year olds snuggle up to me. The tears threatened to fall but I kept my composure.

"Are you okay?" the older of the two asks. No I'm not but I can't tell them that.

"Yeah I'm okay chicas," I faintly smile.

After a few hours of having them back in my presence I decided to take a bath. They're asleep in my bed and I find peace in knowing they're safe. All the trouble was worth having my babies back.

I stepped in the shower and the wave of emotions from this morning washed over me. The tears I fought so hard now fought back. Releasing them is all I could do.

I endured the mental strain and allowed the hot water to wash away my problems temporarily.

Once I'm out and dressed I went through my luggage, when my eyes found a little purple ring box. I open it and it's my promise ring. Immediately my heart sinks and my chest tightens.

Oshane

I wonder how he's doing. I hope he's okay.

You just crashed his fucking empire. What do you think genius.

I hate this and my mind will never let me recover.

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