THE AMERICAN DREAM 3

CHAPTER 14

MALIYAH

When my mom came back home she was extremely quiet and dazed, and expectantly, she didn't come in with Mackenzie, but blood stained her shirt, as she headed upstairs to the bedroom. I wanted to eaves drop on their conversation. The door is opened just a crack, so I looked in. My dad stood with my mother's face in his hands, a look of concern in his face. 

"Are you okay? What happened?" He asked her. 

She put her hand over his and sighed. 

"I, uh, I'm fine." She said softly. 

"Come sit with me." He told her. 

He sat down on the bed and pulled her into his lap. He took off her shirt and used it to wipe the blood specks off her neck and arms.

"Why are you doing this to me?" She asked.

"Doing what?" He asked as he continued to scrub at her neck. 

"Being so nice. I feel so bad after what I said, I didn't mean it. I'm sorry, Kenny." She said as she frowned. 

"I'm doing this because you're my wife and I love you, I'll always love you, even when I want to fuck your shit up." He smiled at her and gave her a peck on the lips. 

"Thank you." She hugged him, and for a while they just held each other in silence.

 It was emotional to see love so up close. So intimately, it was the kind of love I eventually wanted. The kind of love I thought I had with Trystan, but I now realize that it would never be like that with him.

"I just want our daughter back, Kenny." She sniffled on his shoulder.

"I know, baby. I'll get her back soon, I promise." He said rubbing her back comfortingly.

"And I know something that could help." She smirked, and wiped her face as she sat up to face him, "I went back to the gated community to talk to some people."

"Yeah, you're definition of 'talking'," He grinned knowingly.

"Yeah, talk. So I went to the security guy cause obviously he must have seen them leave. I asked him if he's seen Mackenzie, showing him a picture, he said 'no.' but I knew he was lying. I swear bae, I ran up on that bitch nigga so quick he didn't know what to do with himself." She explained. 

My dad laughed hard as my mom told her story, "I bet you did, baby." 

"I'm serious," she smiled at him, "so then, after I beat him til his face was leaking and he was barely conscious, I asked him again. I told him I'd blow his dick off if he didn't answer me, so then he gave me," she reached into her back pocket pulling out a piece of paper and unfolding it, showing my dad. "This." 

"What is it?" My dad scrunched up his face in confusion. 

"It's gold. That's what it is. It has various details of their new location cause the guard was suppose to go down there and help them out but pulled out last minute and promised his secrecy in order to stay alive. But this is where it gets really interesting," She said pulling out another paper, "Look at the name of the owner of the property." 

"Holy shit!" My dad yelled.

"RIGHT! She still mad or nah?!" My mom said slapping my dad's arm. 

"So now what?" He asked.

"Well, we first know one thing. We're looking in the wrong place. Wherever they are it's near the beach but far enough to be away from the public. May 21st, that's in 3 days, execution day, so we have got to find them fast."