Too Good To Be True

Ch 32: Almost

A long time ago I was asked by my father that it was time to step up, and take leader in the Black Dragon's gang. I refused the offer explaining to him I just wanted a normal life with my girlfriend.

I was literally blessed to have an amazing  beautiful fiancée; Grace McQueen, and my baby girl; Jasmine McQueen. It was almost our happy ending. Did you catch that? It was almost....

Maybe if I did step up; I would have protection, body guards watching my family, a mansion where I was leader of the Black Dragons, missions to destroy any threat to us or my family. Maybe if I took what was mine, Grace would still be alive today. None of that would have happen if I had gates surrounding my house with my cars inside and guards making sure no harm comes our way.

I didn't take the offer because I thought I was automatically putting them in danger or maybe I would have been putting them in danger either way. She was already at risk just by being with me.

Although pain always somehow managed to find me. Like my father who I didn't see him as my dad when I was younger. At the same time losing my brother in a shooting specifically targeted because of my father. And then Grace. I can't even bare saying it. Why her? Maybe if we didn't met, she'd still be here. Is this my fault? Why didn't they just target me? Or did they because they placed the bomb under my car. Dam it!!! Why did that day have to be where her car didn't have much gas in it, instead mine did.

I regret a lot of things but the one I can't stop thinking about was at the beach when she told me those three words, ''I love you''. The moment I been preparing for. Although my stupid ass had to freeze....We wanted to wait. We didn't want to say it until it was a perfect moment. But no moment needed to be perfect. Why? Because every second that your with someone you love is a perfect moment. And you never know what can happen the next day. So don't waist your time to wait, make sure you tell them how much you love them. Before it's too late.

"So who was it?" I asked through the phone.

"Well according to the information you gave us. We were able to trace their exact location." He said.

"Okay where?"

"The same gang thats called Green Arrow. Apparently when you got your revenge, you killed the two sons of the leader from that gang."

"Wait, Max and David."

"Yeah." Dad replied.

"The thing is they weren't targeting Grace." I said.

"They weren't?"

"Yeah they placed the bomb under my car not hers."

"Those assholes will pay for killing Grace and almost taking you from me." He said angrily.

"Anyways Jasmines waking up I'll call you soon." I said since her door was slightly opened as I stood next to it.

"Okay bye son be careful they might still be targeting you and now that they know you have a daughter—"

"Oh they'll regret getting anywhere near Jasmine!" I yelled angrily.

"Don't worry I'm sending three of my men over there."

"Okay."

I hanged up the phone, and went into Jasmine's room, I sat down on her bed. She was sleeping while saying things in her sleep.

"Mama?" Jazmines said furrowing her eyebrows. There was a tear slowing coming down her cheek.

I wiped it away: "Don't cry little Jazz. I'm right here, everything will be okay." I said gliding my hand through her golden brown hair.

I gently picked her up off the bed, and she nuzzled her nose on my shoulder.

"I love you so much, my little monster." I said holding her in my arms, while she was still sleeping. I went out her room and into the living room.

I laid down on the couch with Jasmine resting her head on my arm. I looked up at the ceiling zoning out while thinking about Grace.

Silent tears escaped my eyes. So many tears started rushing out and I couldn't hold them back to the point I wanted to scream out my lungs and let out all the anger and sadness trapped inside me. But I didn't, I didn't want to let my guard down not when I'm with little Jazz.

I slowly got up lightly lifting Jasmine's head off my arm and placing a pillow under it. I wanted to keep her close. I didn't feel safe if she was alone in her room. Until the guards come I'll feel a little more relaxed.

I sat up hunching my back, buried my face into my hands. I then got up towards the fireplace where above was a shelf full of picture frames. I walk across it looking at every picture.

I then grabbed the picture of her in a beach hat and black bathing suit with her round stomach. I was in front of her, kneeling down while kissing her belly which I clearly remember asking a stranger to take the picture for us.

I went towards the window by the front door and looked out to see if the guards were here yet. There was no one outside really. Except a man walking his dog and another who was washing his car on his driveway.

I turned around to face Jasmine still sleeping and then looked back down at the picture frame. I slid down the wall by the window feeling my tears coming out again.

Gliding my fingers on the picture touching the part of her face, and then I started hugging the picture frame silently crying on the floor.