Deception 2

Chapter 11: The Truth Will Set You Free

"What!? What do you mean you didn't kill her? You had too, I mean, look where you are". "It was all apart of the plan...sort of". "What plan? What do you mean?". "Listen, I know you want honesty, but I seriously can't tell you who did it. They have to!".

He was right. It would be wrong if he told me...sort of. But when he said they, it had to be someone I know, but who? I suspected maybe it was Officer Watson, because my mom and him knew each other already. Or, it could of been Ryan. Although he was four, maybe he did something on accident that ended her life. Who did it? There are more suspects that I could talk to as well.

"Dad, who's they?". "I can't tell you that baby girl. I really can't". "I'm going to find out". "I know you are. You just like your mother. And I trust you. Just be safe out there and please come visit me". "I will try. Officer Watson usually has to pull strings because I'm only seventeen. But I'll be eighteen in April". "April sixth?". "No, that's Ryan's birthday. Mine is the twelve". "Right, right".

We talked for a while and then I left. I didn't get to speak to Officer Watson on the way out. I called Tre to come pick me and we went to the movies. He bought my ticket, the popcorn, everything. It was different from when I was with Deandre. I don't even think he want to be seen with me in public half the time. Yeah, we'll go to the mall and stuff but as far as being love birds and PDA, it wasn't us.

Trevor had his hand around me in he movie theaters while watching the movie. Halfway through, he whispered in my ear. "So, are we dating?". "You mean is this a date?". "Ha, you know what I mean Zee". "I guess so". "Is that a yes?". "...It's a yes". 

We made out afterwards. Later on after the movies, we went to his place. We went to his room and made out on the bed. Of course our clothes were on and yes, I'm still a virgin. He was on top of me kissing me and then took his shirt off. His body was amazing. It was very muscular and nice. He had veins in his arms that made me feel some type of way.

He was so strong and moist. I carressed his arms while we made out. He paused for a minute to ask me  question. "You wanna do it right here?". "Tre, we just started dating. C'mon, kiss me".

We continued to kiss but only for a minute. He paused again. "Why not?". "Becuse I'm not ready?". "Well, when will you be ready?". "Is this what you do with the women you date? Sex, sex, and more sex? C'mon, don't ruin this". "But I'm horny baby". "You don't think I am?". "Could have fooled me". "Alright, that's it".

He got off and sat next to me. I got up to put my shoes on. "Babe, where you going". "You making this so difficult. You make me think that you only want me for sex". "No! Zee I love you. Honestly". "Then act like it. I'm not ready to have sex and you should respect that". "You're right, I'm sorry. I don't want to ruin this. We just started". 

I sat back down on the bed and told him it was ok. We started kissing some more and just chilled afterwards. "Oh, I forgot to thank you for the note you put on my bed. It really meant a lot to me. When I read it, I wanted to go to your house and just kiss you". "Oh...no problem baby". I left before his parents came home.

I can't wait to meet his parents over a nice cooked meal. I wouldn't dare introduce him to my mom. You know, I keep calling her mom even though she's not. I have no idea what else to call her. When I got home, she was sleep on the couch. I went to my room and went to sleep as well.

The next day, Saturday, I talked to Kendra on the phone. I asked her for some advice on the situation about who killed my mom. She said that we should find out where Ryan is and question him. She's crazy, but maybe she's right. I called him up and he told me his address. Ken and I took the bus to his house.

His house was big. You would think he sells drugs on the side. We knocked on the door and he opened it. "Hey Zee! Who's this?". "This my friend K...". "I'm Kendra," she interrupted me. "We got some questions for you". "Ken! Excuse her". "It's cool," Ryan started, "What type of questions?". "Well, I was hoping that you can tell me more about the death of our mom".

"Zenia I told you, after dad walked in the door it's blurry from there". "Bullshit," Ken said. "You killed her didn't you?". What? No, I was four!". "You didn't do anything on accident that could have killed her," I asked. "No. Why would you suspect me?". "I don't. It's just that, I don't have many suspects and I just met you. I'm sorry". "It's cool. But, word on the street was that dad had a mistress.  Maybe she did it". "Do you know her or her name? Anything?". "Not at all. I heard he had endless hoes, but there was one that never left his side. I really wish I could help with that part. But I want to help you find out who killed mom".

"Ok, well let's do this, tomorrow I'll talk to officer Watson. Maybe he did it or knows who did it. He was the one who arrested dad in the first place. You two exchange numbers and we must keep in contact 24/7. Ryan, you find out all of dad's mistresses and call me as soon as possible. Ken..you just stand there and look cute". "Cool, I can do that. I'm doing that now". "Everybody make sure y'all answer any call or text from either of us".

Ken and I left and went to her house. When we got there, I called Officer Watson and asked if he could meet me tomorrow. He agreed, so it was settled. I told Ken that she didn't have to come, I can only imagine how she'll act and what she'll say to an officer of the law.

When it was time to meet officer Watson, he was late. I waited outside of some restaurant for twenty minutes until he showed up. "Hey Zenia. How's it going?". "It's good. Listen, can you please be honest with me?". "I don't see why not?". "Did my dad really kill my mother?". "Yes, he did, why?".

"Well, he told me he didn't do it and that he couldn't tell me who did it because they should tell. Now be honest! Did you kill my mother?". "God no. I loved Lorraine. She was a sweet woman". "So, who did". "Well, your dad is right. The person who did it should tell you. I can't because of the amount of information they have on me"."What do you mean?".

"Ok. Back then, I use to do drugs, weed and coke. Yes, while I was a cop. They use to deal it to me. And they used that against me to make sure that I don't arrest them, but that I arrest your father. They said that if I arrest them, then my boss and everyone in the police department will know about my 'addiction' and shit like that could cost me my job, my family, my life. I have children to take care of".

"Did they have proof?". "They hired someone to take pictures whenever they dealt to me or whenever I bought from anyone for that matter. They showed me a couple of the pictures before and its clear as fuck that I'm buying, excuse my language.  Now that you know that, please do not say anything. I cannot lose my job". "I promise I won't say anything". 

I can't believe this. This person is really good. Later on around 3:30p.m., Ryan called me with the list of mistresses. "Hey, so what are the names?". "Ok, some of them are initials so I don't think they'll be too helpful. I couldn't find their full names.". "It's cool, I'm ready for the list". 

"Ok. Michelle Williams 1994. J.T 1994. T.T 1995. Saundra Cartwright 1995. N.B. 1995. A.H. 1995. Tierra Washington 1996. Diana J. 1996. A.P. 1996. That's all of them". "Damn. Back at square one". "Don't worry, we'll find out who it is. Call me later on tonight around ten". "Sure thing".

I'm back at square one. I had no more clues left. I figured that being as though my mom and my real mom were best friends, maybe she had some insight on the mistresses. All those women, I'm pretty sure my real mom knew he was creeping around.

Around six, I went through some old files and pictures in my mom's closet. She had some pictures of my mom and then lots of my dad. I had never raided the files before. I found these three pictures that really stood out to me. I decided to keep them and put her stuff up.

My mom came home at 8:47p.m. "Hey baby, I'm home". She came in and closed the door. "Honey! Are you here?". She walked in the kitchen to see if I was in there, but I wasn't. She walked in the room calling my name until she saw me sitting there on the couch.

"Zenia! Oh! There you are. I was looking for you". "I know". "Well, how was your day". "I don't want to talk about my day". "Oh ok. Well, what do you want to talk about?". "You". "Me? Ha, why me?". "I'm going to ask you just one simple question. It requires full explanation". "Baby, what's wrong now. What? Tell me". ".........Did you, Kill...my mother"...