The Love That I Dreamed © ( Updating)

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 Manhattan, NY 1996

Looking around at places to live in Manhattan, finally finding the perfect spot. 

I gasped, It was beyond perfect. surprisingly a butterfly surpassed me and I knew it was a sign.

eventually signing the lease was like a breath of fresh air. the time for change had finally came. 

I've barely made it through the studio session day, my back was killing me, Princess greeted a the door, this was the day I dreamed I had Da Brat Brenda and Morgan were meeting me at the house to start packing up, Josephine would meet with up with me later on.

I couldn't believe this was the beginning to an end, Honestly, I was happy in a sense but also nervous how my future would be coexisting with him in the workplace, it haunted me in a way.

A slight knock shook my thoughts as I opened the door and It was Brenda.

"Are you Ready?" She said nervously.

"Yeah", I said Grabbing the boxes.

An hour later.

Pulling up to the house, I knew he wasn't home, which was great as I got out the truck.

Unlocking the door, began unlocked old memories, I briefly sighed, walking through the foyer while walking up the stairs.

"Mimi where do you wanna start?" She asked.

"The Closet". I replied dryly.

We walked into the bedroom and it seemed everything was untouched.

Walking into the closet a wave of emotion struck over me, I grabbed every black piece of item and began pulling them down. Ripping them off the hangers some even still had tags attached, the images that projected in my mind, wasn't letting up and it was starting to make me crazy.

Brenda dropped the boxes and ran toward me hugging me. 

"I Can't-"

"we can do this another time if it too much for you to handle, we can come back".  she stated.

"No! I don't want to come back ever, I just want the memories to go away."I said sniffling.

"You didn't let him break you Your saving yourself right now!" She said Holding me.

"I can't do this- I said shakingly walking away from the closet and walking out."

"Mariah! What The Fuck are you doing here?" I heard him yell.

"Tommy, Leave her alone, or I'm calling the cops," Brenda said standing in front of me.

He laughed and said "My Wife and I need to talk".

"You mean Ex-wife", Brenda said.

"No I mean wife, Oh so you didn't tell her, Legally she still my wife I haven't signed anything," he stated proudly.

"Basterd!" Brenda yelled at him.

"It's Okay Brenda, I'm fine". I stated, as I somehow snapped back into my old habits.

"You sure?" she asked.

"I'm sure," I replied staring straight at him. 

She looked between us and shook her head and said, "I'll be outside the door." sizing him up.

"Why are you here?" He yelled.

"I'm leaving you for good this time!" I said while picking up the box.

He walked closer and grabbed me by the throat.

I couldn't hear anything besides my own heartbeat, he was saying it sounded like it mumbling. 

As he said something else he pushed me into the dresser, I said No in my head, as I began thinking of something to say out loud.

Looking away I subconsciously put my arms around my stomach.

I Had never seen him this upset before, so it was scaring me even more so, I knew Brenda was outside the door so I yelled her name. 

Brenda came in and Tommy pulled out his gun.

"Take another step I dare you."

"Okay Just let her go, Please-"

"Mariah!!" Brenda screamed 

Before she could say anything a blow to the face happened, thankfully the smooth carpet was able to catch my semi-hard fall, I felt a warm substance flowing down my lip, I looked a gulped in fear as his stature towered over my small frame.

"Just Let me Go! Please!" I screamed with tear stained eyes and puffy red cheeks I kneeled in front of him Begging for him to unlock the door.

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He fired a warning shot, Brenda looked my way and shook her head, and yelled: "you asshole she's pregnant!" 

"WHAT!" He yelled

"I covered my face in disappointment, I couldn't leave now." 

Brenda didn't mean to say anything but she didn't want him to shoot her. 

I began clutching my chest, as I felt an attack coming on I ran into the offsuit bathroom.

Slamming the door and I sat on the side of the tub trying to collect my thoughts as well as my breathing running my writs under some cold water to lower my pressure I breathed deeply as I tried to think of a way to get out but I couldn't.

I felt like I was always leaning on my friends to help with my problems, instead of tackling the problem on my own, I wasn't dismissing his behavior but I really needed to figure this out on my own, even though the papers were signed and moving was the next step, it just seems to happen all so fast that there was no time to process it.

Slowly opening the bathroom door, no one was in the room, I walked outside to see Da brat putting boxes in the truck.

"Brenda and the Brat Thank you but I'm going to stay", I said.

"What this has to be a joke." Brat stated.

"No, I'm going to stay to work on the album."

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