My Harmoni My Love.....a sequel to Family Love (completed Story)

CHAPTER 12

                       Regine
No Mickey can not be talking about the same Cadillac that I’m thinking of. No it can’t be. God you can not be this cruel. I thought that I had gotten rid of that man what 16 years ago. Just hearing his name took me back to when I was a gullible fifteen year old. And before Edward became Cadillac. Me and Edward were neighbors we hardly knew each other. We occasionally spoke if we passed each other in the hallway. Edward was an upcoming drug dealer. He kinda getting his foot in the door when it happened. My heart started to beat faster in my chest as I started to feel like I was back in that apartment again. I swear I could still smell the weed in the air.

I sat on the bed trying to collect myself as my memories took me on a ride. I remember the night like it was yesterday. My mom was out working late as usual. I was in living room when her boyfriend Kelly came in the house drunk as hell. I knew he was drunk because it took his ass abut 20 minutes to unlock the front door. I sat in the living room listening to him fumble with the lock and hoping that he would give up and leave. I hated him. My dad died when I was 10 and my mom has been with Kelly for about two years now. He barley work and just talk shit to me and my mom. I don’t know why she put up with him. I got up and went in my room when I heard the lock unlock.

“Fuck this bitch always leaving shit in way.” I heard him tripping over the rug in front of the door.

“Regine where your little bratty ass at? Your momma didn’t leave me nothing to eat?” I sat my room ignoring him. I know he didn’t see anything in there cooked.

“So, you going to act like you can hear me.”

“Kelly no she didn’t cook. I just ate me some noodles. Can you leave me alone, so I can do my homework?” I said to him trying to close my bedroom door. He pushed it back opened and knocked me down at the same time.

“Fuck you and your homework. I am going to teach you how to respect a man. Your momma should have been taught you this. When a man asks for something to eat you get your ass -SLAP- the fuck -SLAP- up.” Kelly said slapping me in my face. He grabbed me by the hair dragging me kicking and screaming to the kitchen.

“Okay Kelly. Please stop.” I yelled trying to pull his hands out my head.

I couldn’t believe that he was handling me like this. He had hit my mom maybe once or twice, but this was if first time putting his hands on me. And I was going to make sure it was his last. I am not my mom I said thinking to myself as I kicked him between the legs. He bent over and grabbed his dick groaning in pain.

I ran pass him and opened the front door trying to get away from him. I looked up into the surprise face of Edward as Kelly pulled me back in the house by my hair. I screamed as I felt some of my hair come up from the root.

“Bring your ass back her you little bitch. I’m going to teach you about putting your hands on a man.” He said as threw me on the ground and started to kick me in the stomach.

“Yo what the fuck you doing man? That’s a lil ass girl man.” Edward yelled running through our opened door and pushed Kelly off me.

“You alright. Come on. You tripping Kelly putting your hands on this girl man. Your ass drunk as fuck.”

“Fuck you Eddie get the fuck out my house.” He pushed Edward.
“Look keep your fucking hands off me. You drunk nye don’t make me fuck your ass up.” I stood there watching them both with wide eyes.

I couldn’t believe that Edward was confronting Kelly even though he out weighed him by 100 pounds. That really didn’t seem to matter to Edward though as he helped me up from the floor and shield me behind him. Kelly threw the first punch and connected with Edward’s mouth. He wiped the blood from his mouth and smiled. Edward started to punch Kelly over and over in the face. Kelly stumbled back and tried to cover his face. He was so drunk that he couldn’t catch his footing and tripped over the couch. He hit his head on the corner of our glass coffee table as he felled to the ground. I walked over to where he wasn’t now moving. I saw the blood coming from his head and started to panic.