Another Cliché Love Story

The Dinner

Beatrice's POV. HOW BAD TO YOU WANNA KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO ELIZA???? Well this is the chapter!! Enjoy.

Deja and I leave Jacob's house and I get her in my car.

"Mommy I play with JoJo."

"That's good."

Deja and I go home.

"Now Deja." I tell her, taking her from the car and picking her up. "We're going to have dinner with Jacob and his family."

She smiles happily.

I take us inside and see my mother is waiting on us.

"You might want to turn on the TV." My mother advises, pouring a glass of whiskey.

"Um you okay?" I ask. She only drinks when she's upset or stressed.

"No, I'm worried about you."

I know what she's about to say.

"You're little boyfriend is becoming Boss. Beatrice-"

"I don't want to hear it!"

"But you need to hear it." She barks.

"You don't know what it's like."

"Yes I do!"

"No you don't!"

"I dated Jamal! Have you ever wondered why his victims know him as Lorenzo?"

I shake my head.

"Because my middle name is Lorenzina."

"When did y'all date?" I ask disgusted.

"About eighteen years ago."

"Are you saying what I think you're saying?!" I roar.

The maids come and take Deja. They know that mom and I usually throw hands.

"He could be my father?"

"No. He killed your father."

"You said he left." I remind clenching my fists.

"No he's dead Beatrice and Jamal killed him."

I clench my fists feeling a heavy emotion hit me.

I was fine knowing he abandoned me. It makes him irresponsible, but he died so now maybe he was actually trying. Maybe he wasn't a jackass.

"You can't trust them. All they do is take. They take and they take away more and more of the best of you until one day it's gone."

"Jacob wouldn't do that."

"How do you know?"

"Because I know!"

"You fucked already haven't you?" She asks disappointed.

I stay silent.

"Beatrice, I forbid it. You are not to have any contact with him."

"I'm eighteen and off to college in a few months!"

"But until then you live with me."

"I'll move out!"

"With what money?"

No she didn't.

"That's right. I'm rich. My company has my name. This house has my name! The only thing that has your name is Deja's birth certificate and if I try hard enough I know I can get your name off that."

I glare at her.

"Listen Darling, you don't need him in your life. Think of Eliza."

"What you mean?"