Chapter 8

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by xoTreaceox

by xoTreaceox

*3 years*

"Titus! Come on lets go play catch." I called. He came running downstairs. He was 3 years old as of last week. May 5, was his birthday. He was growing up so fast and looked just like Mila. And Marilyn was now 6 years old, everyday she said things and reminded me of her mother, speaking her mothers language because she spent a lot of time with Brooks parents.

We went to the back yard and played.

About an hour later Mila came and to the patio door. "Baby we need to talk."

We went in and I sat down at the table with Mila. "What's up?"

"This is what's up." She said dropping Mail on the table. I picked it up and opened it. 'I haven't taunted you nor your family for a long time now... Think it's time I start back.'

I put the paper down and sighed.

Then Mila spoke again. "We have to move."

I had talked to August a couple years ago about moving but since all the break-ins had stopped I never thought about it again.

"Ok.. I'm going to run to my managers place and see what he can do. Okay? It's gonna be alright baby, you just stay here with the kids." I explained.

Upon my arrival at my managers house I explained to him what needed to be done and he assured me he could have the houses on sale but tomorrow. There would be a lot of paper work to sign but as long as it protects my family it's whatever.

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The next day I hired a bunch of people to move our things into the Uhal trucks. Then I went over to my old house where Brook and I used to stay. I had everything taken out except the furniture. I had security show some people around and I showed people I knew around because I didn't want a crazy to try to kill me.

This is a big step for me.. Selling the house Brook and I built a family in... But it brings so many stomach turning memories back. I just want my family to be safe now.

"Otis, I'll be fine. I just go a few more things to get out. It's been an hour since anyone has came by so I don't think anyone else will. But if they do, I got my pistol if they decide to doc something stupid." I said chuckling.

Otis left and I went inside and gathered a few more things. I picked up pictures of Brook and I and then some with us and Marilyn when she was born. All I could do was smile. It was beautiful... I walked around and reminisced. It really upset me a little because I remembered all of the petty arguments Brook and I had.. We wasted so much time arguing and it felt we had so little time to chill. I really miss her and I wish there was something I could do to save her the night she was shot..

My thoughts were then interrupted by the door bell ringing. I raced to the down and opened it.

"How much is the house on sale for?"

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