Part Two Of Thug Misses!
With Everyone's Relationships Spiraling Out Of Control, Talia Takes It Upon Herself To Fix What Is Broken, Before An Unknown Force Rips Everything And Everyone She Loves Apart.
WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT!
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Talia Booker
It was dead silent as Jude and Dean stared at one another, I'm guessing to figure out what their next move was going to be. I could've been got myself out of this tape, but Jude still had his gun pressed up against the back of my head and I wasn't trying to trigger his ass at all.
"What do you want Jude?" Dean asked him, speaking calmly. He kept his eyes on me, all while talking to his brother, which told me that he didn't have a plan at all. None of that mattered though because I trusted him and I hope and pray that he gets us out of this fucked up situation.
"Look around, Dean. I got everything I could possibly want! Everything but a stable family, that is." He said. Was he serious right now? He literally just admitted to killing his own parents, but now he's complaining about wanted a family? Is anybody else just as confused as I was? "You had a stable family, dude! What the fuck are you saying right now?"
"THEY DIDN'T REALLY LOVE ME! Not the way they loved you! You were their pride and joy, while I was the forgotten child." This crazy ass white boy was making no sense. At all.
"That's not true and you know it! They bent over backwards for you, even after the fact that your mom left you on our doorstep! So don't sit here and say that you want a fucking family, when you destroyed ours!" Dean snapped. I could see the tears in his eyes and all I wanted to do was get out of this tape and go hug him. He really needed it.
"My mom didn't just drop me off on ya'll doorstep like you and everyone else thinks she did! She was sick and she was dying, and she wanted me to have a relationship with my father! She wanted me to have a family." Jude said, as his voice started crack. I wanted to feel sorry for him, only because I sort or knew how he felt, but I just couldn't find it in my heart to show him the sympathy he obviously wanted.
"You had all that and then some, but YOU fucked that all up! You destroyed our family and you know what else? You destroyed our brotherly bond and I will NEVER forgive you for what you've done! You took two of the most important people out of my life and I won't allow you to do so again." He slowly walked over towards where we were and started to remove the tape off of me.
"What the fuck are you doing?"
"What does it look like? I'm getting my girl and we're getting the fuck up out of here!" He snapped, pulling out a pocket knife and cutting the tape off of me.
"Wait...Dean." He began, but Dean jumped up and punched him in the face, knocking him to the ground. He handed me his knife so I could finish getting myself out of the tape, while he stormed over to where Jude was laying and started beating the life out of him. Though he deserves this brutal beating, I didn't want Dean to physically kill his brother. Regardless on all the fucked up things he did, Jude was the only family he had left.
"Hey, hey...he's had enough." I said, grabbing ahold of his arm. He looked back at me with tears in his eyes, which tugged at my heart, as I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him tight. This is exactly what he needed right now.
"I'm sorry Dean." Jude groaned.
"YOU'RE NOT FUCKING SORRY!" He roared, shoving me away as he ran over towards Jude.
"Dean!" I called out, grabbing him before he could start beating his brother's ass again.
"I really am sorry! I don't know what came over me...I just I..." Jude began, but I cut him off by kicking him dead in his face.
"Lay your ass down and shut up!" I snapped. Not only was I mad that this fool kidnapped me and held me hostage just to lure Dean in, but I was also mad that he actually hurt his own brother. Killing your parents because you didn't get the car you wanted? That was beyond psychotic and unforgivable.
*
After leaving that abandon apartment complex, Dean and I took Jude's car and drove back to my house in complete silence. I didn't know what to do or say to make him feel better, but I knew that I had to say something.
"I'm so sorry Dean. You were right all along and I can't even imagine how you're feeling right now." I spoke, breaking the silence.
"I feel...I feel like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. All this time,I thought I had killed them, but in reality...Jude did. And yeah, I had a feeling that he done all along, but hearing him say it out loud just confirmed everything that I already knew. Now, instead of beating myself up over something that never happened...I can finally move forward and focus on what really matters." He said.
"What really matters?"
"You, our child, and my parents house. I'm finally going to stop procrastinating and finish renovating it, making it our home." He said. I quickly looked over at him as he glanced at me, smirking at my facial expression.
"Our?" I questioned.
"Yes...our. Once it's all finished, I want you to move in there with me. Hopefully before the baby is born, if you're up to it."
"Are you kidding me? Of course I'd be up to it!" I beamed. He laughed as he pulled over on the side of the road, pulling me in for a kiss. "I love you so much!"
"I love you too and I'm sorry about what Jude did to you. If I would've known..." He said, shaking his head.
"How could you have known? You trusted him and he betrayed you, which means you didn't know him as well as you thought you did." I didn't want to make him feel bad, but I was just speaking the truth.
"I guess I didn't, but I don't want to talk about him anymore. He's dead to me. From now on, I'm all about you and our family." I gave him a small smile, laying my head on his shoulder as he started back driving towards my house. Deep down, I knew this wasn't the last we'd see of Jude, Sam, and Biggie, but hopefully they won't try anything else. At least not until after the baby is born anyways.
