And Then There Was Indigo

Part 23: King City

Indigo

It's time to right my wrongs. The first step is getting back at Trey's bitch ass. They say never hate but I hate that nigga so much. His ass gone pay believe that and he won't even know I'm pregnant! This baby won't even know his filthy ass name or have any connections to that nigga or Amere none of them. My baby will not be raised around no bullshit and thats on my angel Mani.

I can't start over and not clean my closet. I had so much baggage, I did so much fucked up shit. I'm about to be somebody's momma so now I have to set the example. I was going to be everything Mani saw in me and wanted me to be.

I called an uber to a house I hadn't been to in years. A house where I felt respected and like the young, gentle girl I was once. As I rung the doorbell my stomach got sick and my knees got weak but it needed to be done.

No POV

Why you here?"
"I ain't come to cause no trouble...I just want to apologize to you and yo girl." Indigo said as she stood on the porch of Tommy's grandmother's house.
Tommy stood there silently and Bailey stood behind him.
"I really don't even know what to say." Tommy said. He couldn't hate Indigo if he tried but she did cause a lot of damage. He found out about her and RJ and he was in disbelief that Indigo would even do something like that but she did, he knew it and it hurt.
The wind blew with her now blonde hair as sincerity was all over her face.
"You don't have to say nothing....I just want you to know that I'm so so sorry for everything. I completely like shitted on our friendship and took you for granted." Indigo said, "I only want the best for you because besides the lovey shit we were best friends. I wanna see you do good and be happy and I realized....all of that is better achieved without me in the picture."

Tommy felt a mix of emotions as the wind blew and as his first love confessed all these things to him and poured her regret out to him.

"Indigo...That meant a lot." He said with his handsome face softening and his arms crossed.

"And for you....I'm sorry for the hookah bar club incident. I was high as hell and had no knowledge of it until the day after. You're with him now, I see a different type of softness in his face because of you..."

"I accept your apology...appreciate it."  Bailey said sincerely shaking her head. Indigo was jealous of Bailey just like how Bailey was jealous of Indigo.

"Take care of her and yourself Tommy."

"You do the same Indigo. Take care of yourself...everything good?" He asked noticing that her eyes were red and heavy.

"Yeah."

"It's nice to see you....Hug it out?"

Tommy Walked to her and they gave each other a friendly hug. He would always love Indigo.

She smiled and got in her car, waved,  and zoomed off.
'That's the Indigo I know.' Tommy thought.

Indigo wanted to reconcile with her parents but she was still hurt and knew that that would be a healing process. They threw her out and did her so dirty. But she did not hate her mother and father.

Her next stop was the police station. This used to be her biggest fear but now her biggest fear was letting Treasure get away with all he's done.

Indigo

I sat down across from the black female detective and told her everything about Rio, Mani, and Marcus' deaths. The day Marcus and Mani were found dead matched with the time that bitch ass nigga left for hours then returned with that smug ass look on his face. Damn why didn't I see it? Why did I even stay with him after he blatantly shot little Rio all in his face and chest out in the open like Rio was an animal. He didn't know Rio but killed him because he felt like it; just because. Rio's life was way more then a just because but Treasure saw no value in Rios life or any life at all. I felt so fucking terrible for not running sooner.

At first I felt weak for being here but I wanted Treasure to know that it was me. I wanted him to know that I can and will prosper without his bitch ass. He thought that last punch to my face would scare me, well jokes on you hoe ass nigga, it gave me the courage and strength to leave. I wanted him to look at white walls for the rest of his life. Then once he's captured I'll get into witness protection program and stay far away from his ass and Detroit altogether. While I'm free, he'll be in his natural habitat which is hell.
"Why didn't you say anything when you saw it?" The detective said.

I looked at her sideways.

"Afraid."

"Of being labeled a snitch?"

"You're judging me...but you don't know my story." I said eyeing her hard and walking out of the room.

I went to Walgreens and bought the most beautiful bold red roses I could find. I went to Armani's gravesite thinking that since I was taking my life back that I would be able to be strong; but actually seeing her name carved on stone with her beautiful selfie sent me into a storm of tears.

I kneeled down beside her grave crying as I dropped the flowers. I curled up next to Mani. Treasure was the worst mistake I ever made and maybe all of this would've been avoided if I left him alone. He ruined so many lives and left three mothers and fathers crying and many more.

Brandy- missing you

Played in my head as I cried leaning my head on Mani's tombstone.

"Got my pregnant ass out here sweating and crying." I giggled as I wiped my tears knowing Mani would be laughing with me. I stayed there for an hour and just talked and ran my mouth to Mani. I caught myself asking her a question...of course I got no response. I let my tears fall as I kissed her stone.

"I love you so much." I whispered.

I got up, dusted my pants off, and called another taxi. My grandma let me see her minute phone and of course I gave no fucks. I looked back at Mani's grave and blew it a kiss. The illest bitch to ever walk this earth: Armani Bellon.

I spent the next couple of days applying to regular jobs. I ain't watch TV or nothing, I just wanted to breathe and get myself together and focus on being a mom. I didn't tell my grandma and uncle yet but I planned to when they come back home from church.

This Sunday was beautiful. The sun was shining and the neighborhood kids was running and playing. I smelled barbecue in the air and for once I cracked a smile. I wasn't Indigo with multiple Celine bags anymore, I was humble and sweet and simplistic Indigo like I was back in the day. I rubbed my stomach and smiled. This baby will be the right to my wrongs and will never even get a glimpse of the live I've lived before even turning twenty. My son or daughter will know about Armani and I will give them the same wisdom she tries to give me. I'm gonna talk to young girls and use me and Mani's stories to warn them about messing with the drugs and laying with Satan.

I walked outside to go get the mail. My granny still had the mail box that was by the Curb on a wooden stick. I chuckled because she's so old fashioned. The wind hit my pregnant body and droopy eyes and I danced with it. Imma continue dancing with the wind. I'm gonna take that journey to the high road I was always destined for.

As soon as I turned around I heard tires going fast on my street like a car was driving fast. I turned around and saw no eyes but only a AK out of a passenger seat window. I felt my flesh get ripped over seventeen times. My body dropped as I tried to touch my stomach. I looked at the blue sky and the light with it. I breathed and it was the best breath I ever took. Bullets all in my body but not in my soul. It's getting blurry and I felt no heartbeat.

The one in front of the gun lives forever.

Indigo ❤️