Because I Said So

Chapter Twelve

Anger. Hatred. Pissed the fuck off! Rage.

I cannot believe that I let myself fall for this dumb shit! I just knew it! It had to be too good to be true. Fairy tales don't exist, and.... AHHHHHHH!!!!!! I threw the phone on the floor and slam my fists into the seat. I hate myself right now! Why. Just fucking why! This whole entire time I knew it was a fucking setup and I still fell for it. That's when I felt it all over again. My heart shatter and there was nothing I could do but just fucking cry.

You ever gave somebody your heart and they take it and throw it away like it didn't mean shit to them? How bout building yourself up to be the very best, just to find out that nobody wants or needs you? Or trusting someone, just for them to break that shit? I don't know how else to put the shit, but I was hurt.

This shit hurts worse than what Weston did because I believe everything Deontay told me. I felt the change and thought it could be something real. Only to find out that he was playing me. And with all people, my mother? The one person who could care less about how the fuck I'm doing. The same person that literally hated me from the beginning. My number one enemy in the world. You go and fuck with my momma?

The tears are steadily coming from my eyes. I have never felt extreme pain like this before. It was fucking with my mind and my soul. I was having panic attacks and suddenly I couldn't breathe. I have to get out this fucking limo! I can't fucking breathe!

I jump out the limo and fell to my knees on the cold concrete. I heard the limo driver open and closed his door. He ran over to me and asked if I was okay. I couldn't say any damn thing. The sharp pain in my chest made me hyperventilate even more. I felt like I was going to collapse soon. Then I heard his fucking voice. He came running over to me acting like the good guy. Fuck him!

"BABY WHATS WRONG! TALK TO ME!" Deontay screamed.

I didn't want anything to do with him at this point, but I couldn't get up, I couldn't tell him to leave me the fuck alone because my voice wouldn't let me. That's when I saw Kandice and Charles rush to my side.

"Victoria! Sis! What's wrong! What happen!" yelled Kandice.

I didn't want to look her in the eyes, but she picked up my head and forced me too.

"Victoria talk to me!"

I closed my eyes to try to regain my strength to speak. I looked over at Deontay and gave him the death glare. Then back to Kandice.

I mutter out "Momma. Kandice, I need to see Momma!"

She gasp and her pretty brown face turn pale.

"Vicki what happen to momma?" she asked with tears in her eyes.

"Kandice, I need to go see momma! Now!" I screamed.

I managed to get off the ground finally and wiped the tears from my eyes. All I could see right now was red. Deontay try to hold me and I pushed him aggressively.

"Vicki, what's wrong? Talk to me" he said.

I ignore him and went back in the limo to grab my purse. I open it and made sure I had what I needed to get my answers tonight. Who ever gets in my fucking way will get dealt with. But the first two bitches on my radar is my mother and Deontay's trifling ass.

I walked back to Kandice and told her that we needed to go see momma right away because its urgent. Without a minute to waste, Charles pulls up in her Tahoe and I jump in the back seat. Deontay followed me, but I close and lock the door on his dumbass.

I saw him put his hands on his head and shouted "Man! What the fuck is going on tonight!"

Kandice replied, "I don't know, but we'll figure it out. Do you want to ride with us Deon?"