Forbidden Love

Chapter 3: Derrick's POV

I never thought that I would see Chris like this. I hate that I walked away from her when we were at the grocery store. I shouldn't have made her feel any type of way because of how I feel about Roger. I have to say, Roger is a complete idiot for what he did to Chris. She had so much faith and hope in him that he doesn't realize nor care about what he has done to her. I stood near her door and I could hear her crying her eyes out over that piece of shit. I could feel my heart breaking as I heard her cry herself to sleep. I never want her to cry like that if I make her mine. But I know that I can't. I'm a magnet for trouble and tragedy. One thing is for sure, I'm a criminal of the law. I left New York because my father wanted to teach me how to stay under the radar if I was going to run the family business after he steps down. I don't want Chris to become part of my world because she will become my weakness and the last thing I need is to show my father that I am too weak to lead. 

"Thank you for being there for her, Derrick.", said Mrs. Carter. "No problem. I just didn't want her to be alone while dealing with it.", I said. Ms. Carter looked as if she cried her eyes out after seeing her daughter cry. It's like they sympathize with each other and they feel what the other person is feeling. "Do you think that she will be ok?", I asked. "Yeah. Christina will be fine. I kept trying to tell her to break up with him, but she didn't want to listen. This is the second time she has gotten her heartbroken and collapsed like that.", said Mrs. Carter.  "What do you mean? This has happened to her before?", I asked. I know it was wrong pressing Chris's mother for more answers, but I needed to know. "In due time, Christina will tell you when she is ready. It's not my place to tell you.", she said. I respected her answer and stopped questioning her. I knew that Christina will tell me, as long as I'm by her side. "Derrick, why don't you go home. I'll take it from here. It's starting to get late and I don't want your parents worrying about you.", she said. If only she knew that my father didn't give a damn about me and that my mother died after I was born. "You're right. I'll get going. Just tell her to call me when she's ready to talk.", I said. Mrs. Carter nodded her head at me and walked me to the door.

So much is on my mind right now and I don't know what to do. For this past couple of months, Chris has made me feel things that I didn't want to feel. I didn't want to love because my father told me that love is a weakness and that every one person you get in contact with will always be in danger. Being part of the mob is a cruel punishment for me, but I knew that I would have to take my father's place when I was ready. I wanted to finish my education and attend college so that I can have a legit business to cover up the shady shit in my life. After my mother died, I never knew what my mother was life nor did I ever see a picture of her face. It's fucked up that I've never seen my mother's face, but every time I bring my mother up to my dad, he always dodges talking about her. I don't understand why he doesn't want me to know anything about my mom or know about the life she lived before she met my father. So many things are going through my head and I could feel myself feeling suppressed emotions that I've had for years.

As I was walking, I saw that piece of shit, Roger, kissing on another girl. I knew from that moment that I needed to make him pay for making Chris cry her fucking eyes out. I needed him to understand that she loved him more then she loved herself. I want this piece of shit to feel pain. I'm talking about agonizing pain that will always haunt him for the rest of his life. "ROGER!", I yelled out his name. He jumped a little bit, looking a bit frightened. Then, he caught a glimpse of my face and had a smirk. "What do you want Derrick?", he asked. I picked up the pace I was walking and almost charged at him. I grabbed him by his collar. "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?!", shouted the female. I looked her up and down. "Don't worry about him. Just get yourself home unless you want the same fate as he does.", I said. The girl ran off without any hesitation. I continued dragging Roger into the alley. "LET GO OF ME, ASSHOLE!", screamed Roger. With impulsiveness, I punched him square in his mouth. "GET THE FUCK UP!", I shouted with demand. He slowly got up and I punched him again. "I'm going to make you pay for what you did to Christina." , I said.