Storm (interracial)

Chapter 16 Surge

I have to give it to my uncle he made sure everything was taken care of. I still couldn't believe he came to America. I had to be really special for him to come all this way. Although I really wish that he would have made arrangements for me to stay elsewhere but staying here with her might not be so bad. Well at least I hope not.

For the first few weeks Storm was nothing short of helpful. Although she kept our conversations to a minimum it was far from being uncomfortable. I was beginning to believe that we were turning over a new leaf that is until Simone, one of the housekeepers, announced she was leaving because she was expecting. Storm had another breakdown. The threats started again, and she became unpredictable. We never really knew when or what she'd do. I know it was her that sent me the dead rat, but everyone else believed it to be one of the families we weren't on good terms with. I know in my heart it's her. After I awoke to her straddling me once with a knife in her hand and another time with a pillow I'm not putting anything pass her.

I walking a lot better and my motor skills have improved greatly so I'm able to defend myself against her if necessary. I tired of the bickering and one of us needs to extend an olive branch. I figured it might as well be me since I did push her over the edge. I find Storm in her favorite place these days in the poker room drinking.

"Storm we need to talk."

"Talk about what." She said slurring her words.

"About us. About what happened. About what can I do to make it right."

"Are you serious."

"Very."

"Is this about that rat?" Cause if it is you can leave cause it was not me." She laughs.

"No this is me coming to you as a man to a woman trying to make this right. I miss you. I know you won't believe me when I say that but I really do.

"Save it, I forgive you. I just needed someone to blame.  You were just an easy target.  The problem is I just can't forgive myself. My weakness is the reason our child died. I knew you didn't feel the same for me but to hear you say it crushed me. I opened Pandora's box and I'm trying to I except that. I sorry for creeping you out those two times you find me on top you in those compromising positions but I was lost. Shit, I still am." She finished her drink and poured another shot of liquor.

"We can play the blame game all day, but it won't change a thing."

She's quite now so I take this as an opportunity to get closer to her. She is so consumed in thought and that shot glass she doesn't even notice when I sit next to her. She sniffles, a tell tell sign she's crying.

"Look at me Storm."

"Why so you can see what a mess I am?"

I turn her face to look at me. Tears were running freely from her eyes. I used my thumb to wipe them from her face. I look at her for a while to see where her head is at.

"I'm sorry for trying to kill you in your sleep but I didn't send that rat." I swear I didn't."

"I really wish it was you. Cause if it's not you then that means someone else did and that's not a good thing."

"I know. What are you going to do?"

"Handle it that's what." But I'm not concerned with that right now it's you who I'm worried about."

"Well you shouldn't worry about me. I'm no longer your concern."

"See that is where you are wrong. You will always be my concern cause whether you like it or not you are in this family. I love you so that makes you a target. I'll do everything in my power to protect you from here on out."