Love Eases Pain (Completed)

Chapter Nine

Angelo's POV

  I'm not dealing with this bull any more. This money done got to her head. I don't know why she has to act the way she does. F*ck that I'm out. She can sit there with her money and be alone. I don't know what she wants from me no more. She used all my energy I stopped caring about how she is a long time ago. I'm tired, if I wasn't for her I would have never went to jail. Sick of this, trying to be something with her when she doesn't even try her self.
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Janellys' POV

  "I don't know what he wants from me anymore. I'm stressed out all the time." "He's being an a** about the whole situation. You just busted your butt trying to get money for him to get out of jail. What more does he need." "He just doesn't make any damn sense. One minute we're good then the next he wants to make me look like I'm the bad one. I can't do this."

  After I get off the phone with Jeannie I go to the bathroom and get undressed and get in the shower. I take the hottest shower I've ever had. Yet I still don't feel the heat. I stand there for a good 2 hours crying. I can't believe he still hasn't come home. It's already going to be three in the morning. Still nothing. When I get out the shower, I grab my towel. Rap it around me and get out the shower. I take the towel and unwrap it, it drops to the floor. I stare at my body. This nigga left me with a damn baby. It's still sinking in that I'm pregnant. I don't want to believe it but it's true.

  That night I go to sleep and he comes back around six in the morning. I wake up then lock my bedroom door and go back to sleep. He can sleep out there. He walked out on me and that wasn't right. Now he want to come back, I don't think so. I'm tired of everything. I can't do it no more. He thinks it's all fun and games. I got my money and that's it, I'm going to leave and he's not going to do anything about it.

I get up at 10:30 a.m. I clean up and make the bed. I go to the closet, and start packing my clothes. I start taking stuff to the front door. Angelo's knocked out sleeping on the couch. I call up Elijah to come pick me up. When he gets here I start taking stuff out to the car. Angelo wakes up. He gets up from the couch and looks to see what I was doing. "Where you going?" He goes to the front door. "What's going on? Elijah." "I don't know she just called me to come get her." Elijah stood there putting the bags in the trunk. I came back outside the house and handed Elijah the rest of my bags. He put them in the trunk. I go back inside to make sure I'm not missing any of my things.

  I come back out and hand Angelo his keys. "See you when I'm in labor," I walk away going towards the car. "Hold on, why you leaving Jay?" "I don't have time to be playing games with you! I'm out bye." "You having my kid you can't leave." "The hell I can." There he goes kissing a**. I get in the car and Elijah gets in and takes off. "What happened," Elijah asked me laughing. "One its not funny. And two he didn't come home until around 6 in the damn morning. All because I went to go visit dad and I went off on him." I was dead serious. This dude really made me mad with him laughing. "Hold up you went to see dad?" He got serious. "Yeah I went to go see him so I can get some closure." "Damn how is he?" "Elijah! This is not about dad." "I was just asking damn," he raised his hand like he was leaving the topic alone.

  He takes me to the house. I leave the stuff in the car and goes inside. I go to my old room and sit on the bed. I lay back and close my eyes. Flash back right to back when I was four. I was sitting on the floor playing with toys, my mom was cooking. Oh, how I miss my mom. My dad came home. "Is that you Remy?" My mom said pouring water out of a pot. "Yeah I'm home," he comes in the kitchen with Thomas. Thomas picks me up from the floor and takes me to the room. We all share a room.

  Next thing you know my mom and dad are fighting. You hear stuff falling and being thrown. Yelling and screaming. I hear my dad yell out loud in pain.  Thomas closes the bedroom door. And holds me. Elijah, Devon and Trey sit on the bed close to eachother. I look around confused. My mom comes in our room crying. She has blood dripping from her face. A cut right below her eye on her cheek. She closes the door behind her and locks it shut. My dad comes banging on the door. "Raquel open up this damn motherf*cking door!" "Go away!" He keeps banging on the door. "Listen Thomas. What ever happens baby take care of your brothers and your sister. Please. Can you do that for me baby?" Thomas looked at her scared, he was shaking. "Thomas baby please." "Yes mom I'll do it. I promise." My dad stop pounding on the door and he left. My mom got up and left the room. She packed her bags and left out the front door. When my dad came back he asked for her. He was crying.

  There was a bunch of gun shots outside. My dad runs to the front door. Thomas goes runs to the door after my dad. My mom was laid out right in the middle of the side walk half way down the street. They had shot her twenty times. "Stay here! Don't leave the house." My dad leaves out the house and runs down the street to make sure that wasn't my mom. When he got there he broke down. At that time we were all at the door. We were all crying. My dad came back with blood on him and called the cops. When the cops had came they asked him questions. They thought he was apart of her death. Nobody knew this was going to happen. It just happened.

  My mom was leaving to my uncle's house. He only lived 3 blocks away. She was going to stay there until she got her own place to get us away from my dad. My dad was abusive with my mom. Though he never hit us we always felt the pain my mom went through. She only tried to make our lives the best thing we could have. She used to play with us. She used to buy us stuff from the store when we didn't ask for anything. She was the best mom anybody could ask for. I never got to even really know her. I opened my eyes and sat up on the bed. I busted out in tears. I cried so hard. It really hurt that my mother wasn't here. Especially at the time where I really need her.

  Elijah came in the room to check on me. "What happened? Why are you crying?" He came over to the bed. "Why did they have to kill her! Why did they have to kill her?" Elijah sat next to me and held me close to him. "You talking about mom. Jay it's okay. Your going to be fine. She's okay." "No she's not. They killed her! Elijah they killed her. I remember everything. It's all dad's fault! It's because of him! They killed my mom!" I couldn't stop crying. Everything hurt. I just started thinking of everything. Why did Angelo have to be an a**hole. Why was he on my dads side. I just remembering all the bad times of when my dad was around. How he had my mom like a slave.

   Only difference they were married and she had kids with him. Thomas is the only one that doesn't belong to my dad. Thomas's dad died when he was thirteen. Thomas has nobody. The only reason why he calls my dad his own is because my dad was there. Through everything from the time he was ten, my dad was his dad. There are so many reasons why I still will be mad at my dad for a long time. He had his favorites. I was his only girl and he treated me like a boy. Never bought me girly clothes. I always dressed like a boy after my mom died. My dad wasn't there for me. He was never there for me. Never. I just wish Angelo understood.