Bad Behavior

Chapter 50

Vanessa & Mynetta in M/M. Two Years Later
Vanessa POV

With bodies just dropping all around me, I decided that it was time for another change. Every time I move, it seems like once I get comfortable and content with my living arrangements, trouble arises and something harms someone around me or myself.

So the next place I moved, I vowed to myself to never get too comfortable with it or the people around me. With most of my friends, close people around me or even strangers, all being dead or taken away from me in some other form, it was just two of us left, once again. Mynetta and I were the only ones left, just like last time.

This time around,I've witnessed three killings which adds to the ones I've seen in the past. I've seen too much in my own hometown to stay there. So I moved out of Louisiana and out of the country. Everywhere I went in the United States, trouble followed me so I finally got smart with my living arrangements. I moved out of the country almost as soon as I was let go from the basement. But I didn't move by myself...

Mynetta moved with me. With everyone being dead and gone, we both realized that all we had was each other and that we needed to stick together.

Years ago, I was childish as hell to be playing around with Mynetta's heart but I've come to my senses about a year and a half ago. I realized that I didn't actually want to be with Alexis, she was just a replacement for the moment and I shouldn't have led her on but she's dead now so I guess it doesn't matter now.

Mynetta and I moved to the Bahamas two years ago and we've been living here, together, peacefully, for the past two years. She's really all I ever wanted for a girlfriend. She always had my back and I regret taking advantage of her when we were younger.

I am now twenty six and Mynetta is now twenty seven. We realized that we aren't getting any younger and that we had each other—who we really wanted to be with— so we went ahead and got married.

I'm in it for the long haul with her, especially since she just had my daughter, Alicia. With all of the stuff going on in our lives and trying to take care of Alicia, we were just now being able to get married. We had no friends or family out here so it was just something small for the three of us.

We went down to a court and got married just this morning. We couldn't go on a honeymoon due to neither of us knowing anybody or trusting them enough to let them watch our two month old baby.

We plan on giving Alicia whatever she wants and needs in life so she won't ever have to beg. Beside that, we're also going to teach her to be humble and to be picky with whoever she chooses to marry or befriend for that matter. We just don't want what happened to us, to repeat itself in the future and happen to her.

So because we know of no one out here, she'll live a happy but sheltered life which is good for what we're going to teach her. She's a beautiful little baby and I don't want her to ever go through what we went through. Mynetta and I are going to try our hardest to raise her up to be a powerful, independent, happy, black woman; our parents were never around to teach us any of this.

I made a promise to myself when Alicia was born: that I will never turn my back on my baby and do some selfish shit that will get me locked up in jail away from my family and life. I wanted to be in my baby girl's' life until the day I die which isn't anytime soon and I know this for a fact. I'm just focused on my job as an anesthesiologist, my wife and our baby. I know raising her up to be the best she can be will be hard, but I'm up for it.

I will never leave my wife or daughter when shit gets hard and heavy, that's a promise!

C. Baby