The Hate and Love Game

Game #126

GABRIELLA POV

There was a man standing on the side of our house with a piece of paper in his hand. Like a note. That's not why I'm upset though. The man looked exactly like me dad. It couldn't be though. He passed away like, 2 years ago. Unless he faked his death to get out of that mental hospital and jail. Who would be so stupid to do that though? Oh wait, my idiotic father! I should've went to that funeral to see his body in the casket myself. To make sure, it was really him. I'm sure he helped Shaw out with this situation of me being shot. There's only one way to find out. "Dad?" I said stepping forward to get a better glance at the man. A evil grin grew across his face. "Gabriella..." he said looking at me. I felt tears fall down my cheek. "You've been writing the notes too?" Chres asked him. He shrugged his shoulders. "I guess.." he said. "How could you?" I asked wiping my tears away. "What do you mean?" he asked me smiling. "How could you be so selfish? I cried for you dad. I cried when they told me you died. After all those times you hurt me physically and emotionally, I still forgave you. How could you fake your own death?" he smacked his teeth. "Maybe cuz I don't want to be on lock down..?" he said. I walked up to him, and got in his face. "You know you're a living piece of shit right? Fuck you and go to hell bitch ass nigga." I said, trying to walk away but he grabbed my by my arm pulling me back roughly. I yelped in pain. "You think you all big and bad now huh? Bitch, I'll slice yo throat in 2.5 seconds you worthless piece of shit!" he said quietly. "Aye! Get your hands off my wife!" Chresanto yelled stepping up to the both of us. He tried to loosen my fathers grip off my arm, but it was no use. He chuckled. "This your boyfriend or something? I've seen you before son." he said. "Husband. He's my husband. And, father of my children." I said looking down. His grip on my arm only seemed to be getting tighter, slowing down my blood circulation. His eyes widened. "How many kids?" he asked Chres. "Four.." he said looking at him. "Well shit. You all don't waste no time do you. How often do you fuck each other?" he asked us. Chresanto put his hand in front of my dads face. "Listen, that's none of your business.. Let go of my wife." Chresanto repeated. "It's nice to see you've grown up. You've got a husband and kids to take care of. I wonder how my life would have been if I didn't use you baby girl." he said looking at me. I felt tears in my eyes. "Probably better then it is now. And don't call me that." I said. He chuckled. "Feisty bitch." his said smiling. He pushed me against the side of my house slamming me on the wall. It hurt so bad. I felt like, I was in the same position I was when me and Chresanto saw something different in each others eyes. The day we actually connected with each other. "Get the fuck off my wife!!!" Chresanto yelled punching my dad in the jaw. He fell to the ground letting go of my wrist. Chresanto jumped on him, and started punching him repeatedly in the face. "Ella, go back in the house!" he yelled. "No! I'm not leaving you alone. You don't know what he's capable of Chresanto." I said trying to get the blood flowing back through my arm again the right way. My dad started fighting back. "You heard me! I'm not letting you get hurt this time." he yelled back. I was getting nervous. "Get yuh ass to steppin like I said!" he yelled at me. I just got up and ran in the house like he told me too. I don't want to leave him out there alone. What if he gets hurt? It'll all be my fault. I tried to think of something. Calling the police wouldn't do much. I want to see him suffer the pain I did. I grabbed my phone and texted, Cj, Ray and Jacob telling them to come over here. I looked out the side window and they were still fighting. There was blood on both of their faces. I feel like this is all my fault. Atleast 5 minute later, they all showed up one by one. Not even coming in the house, they all went to where Chresanto and my father was. Knowing them, you'd expect them to jump him. But they didn't. Like mature men, they broke the fight up. Jacob was holding my dad back, and Prodigy was holding Chresanto back who was trying so hard to hit him again. I ran outside and stood in front of all them. "What's going on?" Ray asked both of them. "That son of a bitch touched my wife!" Chresanto yelled. They all looked at me. "Who is this?" Jacob asked me. "My dad..." I said disappointingly. Ray stepped in front of him and chuckled. "You're the nigga who raped her and let other mothafuckas do it too?" he asked him. My dad tried to to hit him, but Jacob wasn't letting him. "You know men like you are disgusting?" Ray asked him. He started breathing heavily. "Sit yo old ass self down faggot!" Chresanto yelled. He looked at Craig, and jerked away from him. He took his shirt off, and wiped the blood off his face. I heard sirens go off. The police are on their way now. "You good now?" Craig asked Chres. "I'm fine." he said walking over to me. He wrapped his arms around my neck and gave my father the death glare. I wrapped my arms around his stomach, and rested my head under his chin. He stroked my hair and kissed my forehead multiple times. "Next time you listen to me." he said looking down at me. I nodded my head shedding a few tears. He let go of me, and walked in front of my dad. "I don't understand why, you'd put such a beautiful woman in the situations you did before she even understood what the words, sex and rape meant. She's a strong person and to put up with her past and not think about the bad things is crazy. I wouldn't be able to do that. You made a woman who isn't afraid to fight for her life, who will help anyone in need, and bring a smile to anyone's face. She's sophisticated, amazingly beautiful, full of life, caring, loving, and a incredible mother. I can sit here all day and name a thousand things I love about this woman. I hurt her heart so many times, but now I realize that all the times I did, I already had everything I needed. It's nasty you put yourself inside her considering your her father. You know you goin straight to hell. And I hope you burn. Feel the pain she went through all those years being stuck with you. And all the pain she is going through to this day. I won't sit here and watch you treat her with such disrespect you fuckin bastard." he got closer to his face. "Don't touch my wife and don't touch me. You got that?" he asked him. He didn't say anything. Chresanto smiled nodding his head. "Yeah you got that." I watched as he punched him in the face one more time before he was knocked out for good. Jacob let go of him and let him fall to the ground.

CHRESANTO POV

I watched as 3 police cars pulled in our driveway. I ignored them and walked over to Ella, who was covering her mouth because of all the sobbing. I wrapped my arms around her neck again. "Shh. It's okay baby. It really is." I said quietly. She just continued. I didn't mind though. I watched as the officers took her dad away. Jacob, Cj, and Ray stood there looking so confused. A officer walked up to me and Gabriella. "I need to ask you a few questions if you don't mind." he said pulling out his little notepad. I shook my head. "No, we're not answering any questions right now." I said avoiding his face. "Sir, we ne--GCO." "Can't you see we're not the only ones standing out here!? Go ask them! But like I said already, we are not answering your unnecessary and irrelevant questions. I beat the mothafuckas ass up for hitting my wife. Simple as that. Now go away." I said. Gabriella looked up, and watched him walk away eyeing me. I rolled my eyes and picked her up like I do Christina. Her legs were wrapped around my waist, her arms were wrapped around my neck, and her face was buried in my neck. I ran my hand down her hair over and over again till we got to the doorstep. She probably just wanted to lay down now. I think protecting her the way I always wanted to was finally done today. He might've grabbed her carelessly and pushed her roughly, but we all didn't see that coming. I stopped anything else from happening after that, and nothing seriously bad happened to Ella. I walked upstairs, and laid her down on the bed. I took off her shoes, closed the door and laid down with her. I pulled her close towards me, and wrapped my arms around her waist gently. "I love you..." I heard her whisper. I looked down at her and rubbed her cheek. "I love you more." I saw a small smile on her face through the tears. "Hey, stop crying." I said quietly. I lifted her head up and looked at her deep in the eyes. Her eyes were sparkly and glossy because of how bad they were watering. "I can't help it." she said. I sighed and wiped the tears away. "I don't see why. A beautiful woman like you shouldn't have ever shedded the thousands of tears the way you do." I said looking back and forth at both of her eyes. She half smiled. "It's just the things you say Chresanto. My mother couldn't even stand up to him the way you did. The words that came out your mouth, I took it to the heart. And I still don't understand how you put up with me after all the trouble I put you through. We both have been a inch away from death, and half of it was because of me. All the other guys would probably run. I don't understand why you haven't yet." I looked at her for a moment trying to figure out why those thoughts even went through her head. "I'm not all the other guys though. Sure, we've been through thick and thin. And sure, we've been too close to our death. But none of that is because of you. It's really my fault for letting it all happen. I don't know if you realize this but, I have a commitment to make. I've failed many times, but I'm older now. And you've probably heard me say this a million times. And I'll keep repeating it till I get it right. I'm suppose to protect you. Not just as your husband. But as your mate, your lover, you bestfreind, your everything. Sometimes that can be hard because I have 4 little ones that can't protect themselves the way I can to them. That's 5 people to worry about, and it's stressful since all this drama and violence is surrounding us. But that I can't do anything about. It's my job. I've been with you since we were both 15 years old. That was almost 9 years ago, and I'm with you. I truly call that love. And if I didn't love you enough to fight for our love, do you think I'd still be with you today?" she shook her head. "I'm not running because I love you way too much. I'm not running because, if I did what type of man would I be? I'm not running because, you're my life and I'd be throwing it away if I did. I'm not running because, you're my all. I can't live with you and I can't live without my kids either. I love you guys more then I love myself. Do you understand me?" she nodded her head wiping her tears away. The sirens and lights outside went away. "Then stop crying and thinking so negatively baby. Okay?" she nodded her head again, and I kissed her lips. "I love you." I said. "I love you too."