The Story Of Renee

Chapter Eleven

The past bitting me in the ass

Renée

Last night I couldn't sleep, the letter I got has me stressing. How does he even know I'm out or were I stay. Rolling out of bed I began to contemplate on what steps I should take to protect myself. But the thing is I haven't felt as if my life was in any danger. No one around me was a threat to me. Come on Nene think, who could be working for him. I thought and I thought but no one came to mind. How can I protect myself from someone when you have no idea when or where their going to strike. "FUCKKKKK!" I screamed in anger and in comes Nae busting threw my door with a lamp like she was gonna beat someones ass. "What, who, when, were!" She said frantically. I rolled my eyes. "Jus chill Nae I was just letting out some fustration, sorry if I scared you."

"Nene whats wrong babes, you was just fine last night?" She said while sitting next to me on my bed. I was going to tell her what was in that letter, who I got it from, and why I got it. But then I thought about it, she knows nothing about that part of my life and the evil things I've done and I think it would be best if I kept it like that. "Nothin Nae dnt worry bout it, look I gotta get ready for my therepy session you dnt mind makin breakfast do you?" She just stared at me "What?" I said confused. "Your what. You really gonna sit here and tell me there's nothing wrong with you, there's something you're not telling me and if you dnt wanna tell me fine say that but don't lie to me Renée." And with that she walked out. How she gonna beat me getting mad when she dont even know what I'm mad about. I sighed and went into the bathroom. This gonna be a long ass day

After I took a shower I got dressed. I put on my black and pink sweat pants from the Pink store with the matching pink tank top. I also threw on my all black roshe runs. I didn't feel like doing anything to my hair so I just put it up in a bun. Looking into the mirror I looked like I was going to go work out, maybe after my session I'll hit the gym. I grabbed my gym bag, purse, and car keys and went into the kitchen only to see Nae just sitting there drinking coffee. "What no eggs or bacon?" I said jokingly she looked at me and rolled her eyes. This girl petty as fuck. I sighed "So you really gonna be mad at me right now?" She hopped of the bar stool and walked down the hall into her room slamming the door. "Fine be mad with yo mad ass I dont care!" I said while walking out the front door slamming it like she did. I know we to grown to be acting like this but damn it if she wanna play petty I can play too. I got in my car, threw my belongings into the backseat and pulled off into the street.

It only took me about 45 minutes maybe less, to get to my therapist office. I really don't want to talk to this lady today but hopefully she doesn't push at me to talk about things that are bothering me right now. I walked into the building and got into the elevator to go to the 5th floor. Getting off the elevator I walked up to the receptionist desk. "Hey." I said with a smile. "Hey Renée welcome back. Dr. Quimby is waiting on you so just go on in." "Thank you" and I walked into the office. I sat down in my usual spot and got comfortable. "Hey Quimby" I said smiling. "Hello Renée." She said rolling her eyes "Lets get started shall we. Last we left off was on you and your bestfriend Alex after he protected you from a potential attack from a fellow student. Now before you go on and tell me more about your years ass a teen. Tell me what are your feelings on Alex I can tell every time you think back and remember him your face lights up." I blushed

"Well like I said he was my bestfriend, basically family. He ment the world to me and it hurts my heart that I have no way of contacting him right now."

"Why are you guys no longer in contact with each other?"

"I dont even know... I mean I guess it's my fault. Me and Alex went off to college out of state together but during my third semester there I met someone. Someone I wish never came into my life. Alex tried to warn me about him he tried to keep me away from him but I thought I was in love so I didn't listen. I pushed him away. I was going down a dark path and Alex couldn't save me. A couple months went by and I didnt speak or hear from Alex when I finally decided to check up on him I heard he had transferred to another college. Since he was gone I had no one. And thats when my life just spiraled out of control."

"Was the person you met the reason why you were incarcerated?" Dr. Quimby questioned. I shook my head yes.

"Whats his name?" I paused not wanting to answer her question.
"Don't worry Renée nothing you tell me leaves this room."

Smiling I took a deep breath " His name was Deondre Jones but everbody called him Dre. That man was my worst fucking nightmare. But when I first met him he was everything I was looking for and more. He was strong, sexy, tough, funny, and smart. Everything he owned he paid for his self. I met him at a club close to campus he didnt even go to my school. He didn't go to school at all. But he had money like he owned a billion dollar company. I didnt question were he got it from or how he made it. I just went with the flow. I was dumb and blinded by love.....well blinded by what I thought was love. And when Alex left all I had was Dre. I cried for three nights after Alex took off and Dre held me threw each of them. His compassion towards me made me fall for him even more. After being with him for six months I moved into his place. Three months later he made me drop out of school. Promising he'd take care of me forever." Shaking my head I paused from the story.

"If this is too much for you to talk about we can continue again next session." Dr . Quimby said in a soothing voice.

"No im fine. Anyways I believed him. It wasn't until I was completely dependent in him is when I began to see the real Dre. He began coming home late. Keeping secrets. Lieing about his location. Then one day I was doing the laundry and found blood on his clothes, and lots of it. I questioned him about it but he refused to tell me but I kept egging at him, pushing him to tell me, he got mad and next thing I know the back of his hand is meeting my cheek. Shocked that he hit me I jumped on him. Punching him, kicking him, anything that would hurt him but he just threw me off him and I flew into the dresser. Not knowing what else to do I just went into the closet and began packing. While I was packing he was just yelling at me about being disrespectful and being ungrateful and having no one else but him. But that didn't stop me from trying to walk out the door. When I got into my car he was right on my tail and before I could close the door he caught it. He begged for me to stay with him saying he was sorry. He even cried and like a dummy I believed him but told him I would only stay if he told me the truth. That night we stayed up talking and he told me evey thing. Where the money came from, were he was every night, and what he was doing. I was shoked when he told me what he did for a living and thinking back I know now I should've left but I didn't. I will forever regret the choices I've made while being with that man. And it seems like soon those things are coming back to bite me right on the ass."

"Why do you say that? Quimby questioned

"Well a couple days ago I recived this letter but I didn't look at it until last night............The letter was from Dre."

"Renée if there was anything threating in that letter you should report it to the police." Quimby said sounding concerned

I just shook my head and laughed "I cant do that Quimby and he knows I can't."

After my session I felt stressed and free at the same time. Talking about my problems was real help but it also made me think about my actions in the past and how its caused my life to turn out. I dont know, I just need to work some of my stress and anger out.

At the gym, I exercised for about an hour and thirty minutes then hit the showers. When I was leaving the gym I received a call from a random number. I answered

"Hello?"

"Hello, is this Renée? "

"Yes this is she, who is this?"

"This is the detective you hired to look for your friend are you available to meet?"

"Sure, when do you want to meet."

"Now, at café con leche downtown its across the street from the marshalls."

"Yeah I know the place. I'll be there."

I hung up the phone. I hope this detective has some good news because he made this meeting sound very urgent.

30minutes later I was walking into the café and spotted the detective sitting at a small table in the back near a window. I approached him and cleared my throat. He looked up at me.

"I found him."