Rozalyn 2: Vengeance of the Heart (Rozalyn Series)

by Shan

  "Here," Rozalyn said shoving a plate of food in my face.

  "I ain't hungry," I pushed the plate away and reached for a cigarette. Rozalyn popped the cigarette out of my hand and shoved the plate even further into my face.

  "Smells good don't it?" Rozalyn smiled the most beautiful smile I'd ever seen. "You need to eat something. Drinking liquor, smoking weed and cigarettes is not a healthy diet. You gonna make yourself sick. Here!"

  I took the plate from Rozalyn and couldn't help but watch her ass swish from side to side as she walked back into the kitchen. I stared at the contents on the plate; spicy chicken pasta with garlic bread, and a side of salad. My favorite dish. A slight smile crept across my face; something that I haven't been able to do in a very long time; even before this shit happened with Brittany.

  Rozalyn walked back to where I was sitting, put a glass of Kool-Aid in front of me, and then sat down beside me wasting no time before she dug into her plate.

  "What happened with you and Tae?" I asked taking a bite of the pasta.

  "I told you I came to check on you and not burden you with my problems," Rozalyn said in between bites.

  "Would you have come if ya'll didn't get into an argument?"

  "I was thinking ever since I saw the news how I was gonna sneak away to see you. Tamar just seemed to fuck up at the right time. Regardless I would've found my way over here somehow."

  "Well I appreciate that ‘cause neither one of them niggas ain't found the time to see how I'm doing. Not when they found out she was missing and not when it was announced that she was dead. Supposed to be my brothers and they treating me like I don’t mean shit to them."

  "Guess it's partially my fault I messed up ya'll relationship," Rozalyn sat her fork down on the plate and looked at me.

  "That shit ain't your fault. They supposed to be like my blood brothers; the only family I got and they know that. No matter what I do they still supposed to have my back. Just like I would have theirs. Tae done fucked bitches I was with the same as Key and the rest of them. I was probably mad for a couple of days but them my niggas and we been through too much to fall apart over petty shit. But I guess I'm the only one that think like that," I sighed sitting the partially eaten food on the coffee table and grabbing another cigarette.

  "I think they'll come around. Shit just crazy right now," Rozalyn said.

  "Yea whatever," I said shaking my head.

  After Rozalyn grabbed a set of clippers to trim the stubble on my face, she forced me into the bathroom to shower. I really appreciated her being here for me, reaffirming why the love I had for her was so strong. We ended up sitting on the couch talking for a couple of hours eventually leading to the reason she was here at my house hiding from Tae. I honestly felt bad for her being that every time she turned around she was being betrayed by somebody in her family for bullshit ass reasons.

  "Let's go in the bedroom," I whispered in Rozalyn's ear after sharing a long kiss with her.

  "I don't know Brandon, that's not why I came over here. I really wasn't intending to have a conversation about me and Tae. I just wanted to make sure you were good," Rozalyn pulled away from me.

  "I'm good but I'll be even better if you came to the bedroom with me," I rubbed my hand over Rozalyn's thigh, then leaned over towards her kissing on her neck.

  "B, I can't....the way you acted in Jamaica...I still haven't gotten over that."

  "You talking about when we was on the beach and you was telling me no but your pussy was saying something different or when I told Tamar what was really good?"

  "Both," Rozalyn rolled her eyes. "That wasn't cool at all."

  "I'm not apologizing Rozalyn. You know you wanted to have sex with me as much as I wanted to. I told you before that I was gonna make the shit known if you ain't make time for me. Just ’cause you were gone a year don't mean shit has changed. I still meant that shit. You go off marrying that nigga knowing how I fuckin’ feel!"

  "I'm about to go ‘cause this is not what I came by here for! I hate I ever slept with you B! I really want it to be like it was before!"

  Rozalyn leaped up from the couch, grabbing her purse, and cell phone. I jumped up after her, snatching her back, and causing everything to fall out of her purse.

  "Don’t leave Roz. I need you baby, I'm hurting so bad right now I just want you to make me feel better. You got my word that I won't say shit to nobody. Please." I begged pulling Rozalyn towards me and wrapping my arms around her small waist. "I just need to feel you."

  "B..I..."

  I picked Rozalyn up, wrapping her legs around my waist and pushing my tongue into her mouth. Just like the last time I wasn't taking no for answer.

  ****

  CLICK! CLACK!

  My eyes shot open upon hearing a pistol cock next to my temple. Tamar was standing over me with a blunt hanging from the tip of his mouth.

  "This was the last place I decided to come hoping like hell after I beat your ass the last time you wouldn't have came within an inch of Rozalyn. I tried to charge it to the game and blame it on my fuck-ups but this time ain’t on me."

  Tamar puffed on the blunt, never taking his eyes off of mine or moving the pistol away from my head. I said a quick prayer knowing this nigga would kill me and not think twice about it. This was not how I wanted to go out.

  "Let's just...just talk about this," I said.

  "Talk? Nigga you wanna talk?" Tamar bellowed.

  Rozalyn jumped up grabbing the blanket to cover her exposed body, "Oh my God! Tae!" Rozalyn cried.

  "Bitch you shut the fuck up. I'll deal with you in a minute!"

  The moment I seen Tamar's eyes shift away from me, I jumped at him struggling to get the gun. He pushed me back onto the bed and slammed the butt of the gun into my face damn near knocking me unconscious. I brought my hands up trying to stop the next blow but wasn't fast enough; over and over again he pounded the butt of the pistol into my skull aiming to end my life.

  "Tae! Tae stop it you're gonna kill him!" I heard Rozalyn yell, "Please stop it before you kill him!"

  "Shut the fuck up!" Tamar yelled before hitting me again.

  POW! POW! POW!

  Three shots was the last thing I heard before everything went completely black.

  29 ROZALYN

  Mistake # 3

  Oh my God! This nigga is fuckin’ crazy! I thought running down the street full speed. I was completely naked not really giving a fuck who saw me at this moment as long as somebody helped me. When I grabbed my cell phone to call for help Tamar aimed his gun and shot at me. Two of the bullets missed me but the last one grazed my shoulder.

  Can't believe he fuckin’ shot at me.

  I knew sleeping with Brandon again was a bad fuckin’ idea but I just felt so bad for him. I know how it feels to lose someone you love and I know how bad it hurts; all I wanted to do was to help ease his pain.

  "Starr! You gotta come and get me!" I yelled into the receiver. "Starr please hurry! Tae is going crazy!"

  "Where the hell are you? I told you going over there was a bad idea! He found you didn't he?" Starr yelled.

  "Yes and I think he might have killed Brandon! And he fuckin’ shot at me!" I screamed.

  "What? Where are you?"

  "I'm down the street from Brandon's house hiding in some bushes. I...I don't have any clothes. Can you bring me some clothes?"

  "I'm not even going to ask. Let me try to see if I can get Keylan to let me use his car. He already mad that I peeled off in his shit earlier," Starr said.

  "Okay hurry Starr I'm scared," I hung up with Starr and peeked through the bushes to see if I saw Tamar anywhere around. I jumped back once I saw his black Navigator cruising slowly down the street.

  "Shit!" I flinched at the sounds of ‘It kills me’ by Melanie Fiona blaring from my phone.

  "Hello," I answered.

  "Where the fuck are you?" Tamar asked.

  "Tae...just listen!" I pleaded.

  "Nah, I ain't about to listen to shit bit
ch! Where the fuck are you? I'm about to murk your ass just like I did your boy!"

  "Tae, I'm sorry! It won't happen again!" I cried.

  "Damn right it won't happen again ‘cause both of you muthafuckas gonna be dead! Tell me where the fuck you at! And don't think Starr coming to get you ’cause I already let that nigga Key know not to let her use the whip!"

  "Tae we got a baby together. Please just...."

  "If you cared so much about my fuckin’ son then you wouldn't have walked out on me to screw my fuckin’ best friend!"

  Tamar's Navigator was parked right in front of the house where I was hiding in the bushes. I quickly hung the phone up scared that he would hear me from where he was parked.

  I attempted to turn the phone on vibrate but wasn't able to before Melanie Fiona started singing again.

  And it kills me to know

  How much I really love you

  So much I wanna ooh, ooh, ooh

  To you, ooh, ooh

  Tamar's car door slammed and I darted out the bushes running between the houses. Tamar footsteps could be heard right behind me as I tried my best to get away from him. Pain shot through my scalp as Tamar grabbed a hand full of my hair and jerked me in the air, lifting my entire body off the ground. My cell phone fell to the ground as Tamar forcefully carried me to his car. He tossed me in the passenger side seat, and then ran around to the driver side. Before he could even get his door closed he cranked the engine, smashed the gas, and sped off down the street.

  "Tamar, please. Think about our..."

  "Bitch shut the fuck up! Shut up! Don't say shit to me!"

  My body was trembling with fear thinking of what Tamar was going to do to me and what he had done to Brandon. All the shit I went through in Beijing with P.J. thinking that I was going to die down there and never see the man I loved again, or my son never getting to know his father that I loved so much. Never once did I think I was going to come home and die by the hands of the man that controlled the way my heart beat.

  Lord help me.

  ***

  When we pulled up to Tamar's house my heart rate slowed a little seeing that there were lights on meaning somebody was on the inside. Tamar parked right in front of the door, grabbed a half of blunt from the ashtray, and then lit it up. He didn't say much of anything and didn't even look my way. I could tell he was pissed by the way his vein was constantly throbbing in his neck. I'd hurt him. But hell he has a baby on the way with my fuckin’ sister. For the past year I have been raped, beat, and tortured while this nigga was back in the states making love and babies with my own flesh and blood.

  Can't say that I feel bad for sleeping with Brandon; I would apologize if it saved my life but to say I meant it would be a lie. Tae made his bed and now he has to lie in it. The same as me.

  Tamar's phone started singing some Young Jeezy song as it vibrated across his lap. The first time Tamar ignored it but the second time Jeezy started singing again he picked the phone up and looked at it. His facial expression was already twisted and tortured with anger but whatever was on that phone ‘caused his skin to turn colors like he was losing oxygen.

  "What's...."

  "Shut the fuck up!" Tamar cut me off. He dialed a number on his phone then put the phone to his ear. "Yo, who got my shorty?" Tamar said over the phone.

  "Fuck you mean you don't know! I left him with you!" Tae yelled.

  "Tae, what's going on?" I asked suddenly feeling like my heart dropped in my stomach hearing Tae mention our son.

  "So you telling me he not in the house? On blood......yo, just go in my room and bring me a shirt and a pair of pants for Rozalyn!" Tamar pressed the end button on the phone and chunked it across the dashboard.

  A few minutes later Taron walked out the house carrying some clothing in his hands. Tae slightly cracked the window and grabbed the clothes, then tossed them into my lap.

  "I thought you came and got him. You don't have him?" Taron asked through the crack in the window.

  "Ron, bruh, I asked you to look after him until I got back. Fuck you mean you thought I had him?" Tamar asked.

  "Bruh, you said you would be back in an hour. Soon as you left he went to sleep so I took him upstairs to his room. I went back up there later to check on him and he was gone. I thought you had him."

  "Nah, nigga I don't have him!" Tamar slammed his fist into the steering wheel, and then looked over at me. By now I already knew what was going on without him even telling me. Tears were flowing down my eyes; my body was trembling and feeling like at any moment it would shut down.

  "Go in the house and don't fuckin’ leave!" Tamar yelled at me.

  "Who got Tamarion?" I cried out demanding to know.

  "Just do what I told you to do. I'll be back."

  "I wanna go too! Tae..."

  "Rozalyn take your muthafuckin’ ass in the house! I really don't wanna be anywhere near you right now! Go in the house before I carry out my original plan on your ass and have one of my niggas dump your ass in the river!"

  I reached for the door handle and opened the door. Tamar grabbed my arm stopping me from getting out.

  "Szzz!" I flinched. A sharp pain shot through my arm, weakening the nerves from where the bullet Tamar shot at me grazed my arm. I was so numb with fear that I'd almost forgotten the wound was even there. Tamar lifted the sleeve of my shirt and looked the wound over. He released a sharp sigh then grabbed his cell phone from the dashboard.

  First he called Keylan to send Starr over to take me to the hospital then called Money to come over to go with us. He instructed Money to watch me and not to let me out of his sight.

  "That shit that happened at B house bet not get out to nobody. You hear me?" Tamar asked.

  I nodded my head," Yes."

  "Take your ass in the house until Starr and Money get here. I'll be back."

  I got out of the Navigator and walked around the front of the vehicle. Something brought my attention to one of the upstairs bedrooms; a dark shadow appeared then suddenly disappeared.

  "Taron is somebody else here?" I turned around asking Taron before he walked to the passenger side.

  "Nah, it was just me. Money left an hour ago. Why?" Taron asked eyeing me suspiciously.

  "I just seen somebody walking around in one of the bedrooms."

  Taron looked from me to Tamar who was looking at us through the crack in his window. They both looked upstairs towards the windows then at the same time Taron took off running into the house and Tamar jumped out following right behind him.

  "Get back in the car and lock the doors!" Tamar yelled over his shoulder before entering the front door of the house.

  I jumped back into the car locking all of the doors and constantly checking my surroundings. I know my mind wasn't playing tricks on me. I definitely saw someone walking around upstairs.

  The moment I turned my head away from the house to look over my shoulder I heard a loud thump hit the side of the car. I jumped, climbing over to the passenger side trying to get away from whatever it was.

  BLACKA! BLACKA!

  Two loud cannon ball sounding shots blasted out into the air. Tamar was coming out the front door holding a gun that was damn near as big as he was.

  BLACKA! BALCKA!

  "Oh my God!" I yelled. The car vibrated, rocked from side to side, and sent me flying to the floor. I brought my arms over my head, taking cover; hoping that one of the bullets didn't hit me. "Aaaghh!"

  The car door flew open scaring the fuck out of me; Tamar jerked me from the floor of the car and pushed me into the grass.

  "Tae, what the hell is going on?" I screamed.

  "There is Starr! Go get in the car!" Tamar reached in his pocket and chunked a wad of money into my lap. "get a room and call me and let me know where you at! Get up and go get in the car with Starr!"

  I followed Tamar's instructions but not before peeking at the dead body that was bleeding out next to Tamar's car. I didn't know what the fuck was going on but I'm sure whomever he was had
something to do with my son not being here.

  "What the hell is going on?" Starr asked the moment I got into the car.

  "I think somebody took Tamarion," I broke down crying uncontrollably. The thought of someone hurting my son or me never seeing him again was just too much for me to take.

  30 TAMAR

  What’s really going on?

  All of a sudden shit was getting real out of hand. First I find out the chick I've been laying up with for months and was expecting a baby with was Rozalyn's fuckin’ sister. That shit in and of itself was crazy and very fuckin’ suspicious. Then I had to put it to my best friend, my nigga, my fuckin’ brother for once again betraying me and sticking his dick in my fuckin’ girl, no, my fuckin’ wife. The nigga was fuckin’ dead and the shit hurt me to the depth of my soul but he was straight disrespectful and had the shit coming to him.

  I came very close to ending Rozalyn's life tonight until I got a text message demanding 20 million dollars for the safe return of my son. It was then that I realized that I couldn't take Rozalyn away from our son; I couldn't take her away from me. I thought I lost her once and as much as it hurt knowing that she slept with my best friend; I loved the fuck out of her and didn't wanna lose her again. Not even by my damn hands did I want to cause her anymore pain or to ever be without her.

  I pulled up to Dmitri's house and jumped out the moment I put the truck in park. Dmitri met me and Taron at the front door, dapping us both up then leading us into his house.

  "Did they tell you how long you have to get them the money?" Dmitri asked handing Taron and me a drink.

  "Nope, I tried calling the number back but it's not a working number all of a sudden. Most likely text me on a burner," I said tilting the drink all the way back.

  "I got something I want you to see. Wait right here," Dmitri walked away.

  "Yo, bruh. I'm sorry man. I'm a do whatever I gotta do to bring my nephew home. Man I'm sorry."

  "Can't do nothing with your apology bruh. The truth would be a lot better than your fucked up ass apology," I expressed pouring myself another drink.