I'm free! Man it's been 10 long years but I am out. I can finally get home to my baby. Well he's not a baby anymore, he's 14.
Deshawn has been taking care of Kingston for me. They visited me every week and made sure I was good. I called them everyday.
Deshawn is leaning on a really nice car. I ran to him and jumped on him. He hugged me tightly. I looked at him smiling. We just looked at each other then we kissed. I got down. "You ready?", he asked as he opened my door.
"I been ready.", I said.
...
I walked into my room and saw a lot of money on my bed. I looked at Deshawn. "Where did this come from?", I asked confused.
"Me. While you were gone I got on my grind and made moves. Invested in businesses and saved up. You have more money in an account, Kingston has money for school or whatever he wants to do when he turns 18, we're all set.", he said. I smiled then hugged him.
"Thank you."
"Don't thank me. Now let's go shopping."
"You don't have to tell me twice.", I said. He chuckled.
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Kingston ran into my room and I stood up. We just looked at each other. I'm so nervous. He ran to me and we hugged. Tears ran down my cheeks. We let each other go and looked at each other. "I missed you so much.", I said.
"I missed you too mom.", he said. We hugged again. "Deshawn took really good care of me and he was waiting for you. No girlfriends or anything. He really likes you."
"Oh really?" I wiped my tears.
"Yes."
"Good baby.", I said. We hugged again then went downstairs.
"What's that plan for today?", he asked. I looked at him.
"Well I know you two wanna spend some time with each other.", Deshawn said. "So today is all about you two. Tomorrow we all can do something."
"That's cool with me.", Kingston said.
"Sounds like a plan.", I said.
...
"I'm really happy that you're home mom.", Kingston said. I smiled.
"I'm happy to be home.", I said.
"So can I ask you something?"
"Of course."
"What happened to my dad? You never told me. You only told me that he passed away.", he said.
"Well, they guy I was with before your dad killed your dad. I guess he was like obsessed with me or something.", I said.
"So my dad is dead because of you?"
"What? No."
"You just said that.", he said.
"No I didn't.", I said.
"That's really messed up mom. How do you live with yourself? Knowing a man, who's my dad, is dead because of you."
"It's not my fault! We're leaving. Now."
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I'm sat in my room crying as Deshawn talked to Kingston. I can't believe he thinks that. Some people wouldn't give a fuck but after being blamed and hated by Kingston's dad side of the family for years and even blaming myself I just can't take it.
I'm just gonna take a nap cause I just can't right now.
