A Soldier Like Me:A Louisiana Love Story

Chapter Thirteen: Junie

It's been three months since I left Brec and wasn't going to tell him why. I blocked his number and on social media. I didn't want him contacting me and I didn't want my husband to know who I been cheating on him with.

   Ugh! I just feel like dying right about now. I thought he was never getting out. When I heard them releasing him, I packed my stuff and went to Texas to stay with my sister.

  My youngest sister Jada, stay down here. So, I hit her up, and asked her to stay at her place for a bit. My husband doesn't know anything about my sister or where she live. So, this was a safe place to hide at.

 

  "I'm surprised you call and said you was coming to spend some time with me," She said, lighting her cigarette up crossing her legs on the couch.

  I hated when she smoked those cancer sticks. She's my younger sister and look older than me.

"I haven't seen you in forever and wanted to check on my baby sister." I said giving a fake smile.

    "Bitch stop your lying, you know damn well you hiding from Luchie. You think hiding at my place will save you. " She said flicking the ashes from her cigarette.

    "Shut the fuck up Jada, you don't know what you talking about." I spat, storming into the guest room.

   Soon I shut the door, an unknown number was calling me. I hesitated to pick it up.

   

"Hello." I said sounding all scared.

   

"You really think I'm stupid huh? Bitch I know everything."

   My heart just drop when I heard his voice.

   "Luchie baby I'm sorry, I never meant to hurt you."

  

"It's too late for sorry my love."

 

  "I'm going to make it up to you, just please don't hurt me." I told him begging for my life.

   

"Oh, you will, and I know just how you can. HaHaHa, see you real soon wife."

          

          Click!

All my secrets are coming out. I'll be dead either way. My husband want to kill me for cheating on him with his nephew. What am I'm going to do. I sat on the bed crying my eyes out. I really mess things up and now I'm a dead bitch walking. I'm glad I got the fuck from New Orleans, He would have been killed me If I had stayed.

    When Brec met me, he didn't know who I was. He favored his uncle so much. I just had to go, and mess shit up. I told Brec I was 25 years old, when I'm really 45 years old. The plastic surgery had paid off.

  Luchie and I been married for 17 years. We have two kids Nino and Harmonee. Rambo and I slept around, and I thought Harmonee was for him. I was wrong, I went got a blood test on Harmonee she was all Luchie's.

 

  But I didn't tell Rambo that, I let him Keep her. Niño was my first born, I gave him to foster care, he don't know who I am or know nothing about me. Luchie and I was young we weren't ready to take care of no kids at the time.

 

    I just wish I can see my kids again and tell them the truth. I want to be in their life's and make it all right. Their the victims in all this mess, including Brec, I hope I have the courage to tell him one day, he deserve to know. God, I pray I stay alive through all this mess.