Redemption.

Chapter 8: Dilemma

Anthony

11:30 AM

This is day three of my hide out. I don't know when I plan on going back. I'm so focused on Patrick and Diamond that I'm forgetting about the kids. Fuck man. What am I going to do? I laid on the couch in the basement, tapping my gun on my leg side ways. I stared at the ceiling trying to figure this out.

Okay, so I get rid of Patrick and deal with Diamond back at home. No! That's dumb, she probably won't even come anywhere near me now, let alone going back home with me. Fuck! Kill Patrick, leave Diamond here, and take the kids back home with me. After I hurt her of course. Nah, I don't know about that one. Damn it! This thought process is harder than I thought it would be.

I pulled out the loaded mag and counted each bullet. Every one of them will count. I slapped the mag back in and held the gun out in front of me, squeezing my right eye shut. I aimed at a picture frame on the wall, just to check my sight alignment. I lowered my gun and sighed. Hopefully this shit doesn't end bad. Why wouldn't it? I just have to play smart.

I grabbed my phone and unlocked it. Diamond hasn't been trying to contact me anymore. I went to my gallery and swiped through my pictures. What I saw only angered me more. She seemed so happy with me, I guess she just pretended. I tried to give her a great life with me. Was I not good enough?

Diamond doesn't know what makes her happy. I swear she doesn't. I gave her everything and I still didn't make her happy enough to stay. Maybe I should wait 'til the day we're supposed to go back home. Her guard would probably be down by that time. She'll probably think I'm not coming back. But baby I will be returning, and when I do...

things will get hectic.

Diamond

Anthony still hasn't shown his face since the party. Since he's still a no show, the police had terminated their patrol on the house. They told us to contact them if something comes up. Anthony has probably been watching the entire time, and if he sees that the police are gone, it's over. I have to keep my guard up now. Anthony can pop up at any time.

It's like I'm stuck up in the house. Anthony has our rental car and my car is back home in Puerto Rico. Patrick was out helping Bryan move into his new apartment with his girlfriend of two years. Tammy isn't talking to me and my mom is back out with her co-worker. I really think she likes him. She probably let go of her "every man is a dog" mentality finally.

I guess the kids and I are gonna have to wait 'til Patrick gets back to have some fun. "Mommy, I miss daddy. When is he gonna come back?" Antonio said. "Where did he go?"

"I don't know baby. He'll be back soon, okay." I told. I really hope what I said wasn't true. If I see Anthony's face again, I think I'll pass out in fright. What he said was so chilling to my soul it's not even funny. I don't even bother contacting him anymore.

"Mommy, can I please talk to daddy?"

My body tensed up. I wanted to say no so bad, but who am I to deny him the time to talk to his father? I grabbed my phone and dialed Anthony's number. Once I pressed call, I quickly handed the phone to Antonio. I heard the line ring a few times before another voice appeared on the other end. I tried to listen to what was being said but I couldn't make out any words.

"....."

"No daddy this is Antonio." Antonio spoke into the phone.

"....."

"I'm good daddy, I miss you a lot."

"....."

"He's good too daddy. He's watching TV with mommy. When are you coming back?"