by Mz. Lady P
Remy & Rose`
2
A Hood Love Story
Written By:
Mz. Lady P
Copyright 2015 by Mz. Lady P
Published by Shan Presents
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This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales or, is entirely coincidental.
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DEDICATION
I would like to dedicate this book to all the men, women, and children who have lost their lives to the senseless acts of violence on the streets of Chicago.
#AntiChiraq #StoptheViolence
Acknowledgements
First and foremost I would like to give all praises to my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. Without him nothing is possible.
Thank you to all of my friends and family who have supported me to the fullest.
To my children Larry and Latrell. Thank you for your Love, Patience, and Understanding. Momma grinds hard so you guys can shine.
Very Special thanks to Shan and David Weaver for taking my career to heights I never thought possible.
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PROLOGUE
The sight of my son squirming as the bitch Ava smashed the pillow into his face hurt my heart. When the screen went black I collapsed to the floor and cried the hardest I ever have in my life. I felt my son’s soul leave his body. It’s a feeling that only a mother could explain. I knew that she had definitely killed my baby. I felt it in my heart and in my soul. My innocent baby boy had been through so much in his short life. The feeling of Remy wrapping his arms around me turned my sadness into rage.
“Get the fuck off me! It’s all your fault Remy! My baby is dead because of you.” I had jumped to my feet and started raining blows on his ass. All my emotions were coming to the forefront. I was still in my feelings about Remy being in Mexico sleeping with the bitch Ava. His actions are the cause of my son’s death. That shit is unforgiveable in my eyes.
“I’m so sorry. I never meant for any of this to happen. Please Rose` we need each other to get through this.” He held me as tight as he could to keep me from hitting him. My legs gave out on me instantly. Remy scooped me up and carried me upstairs to our bedroom. He laid in bed with me. I could feel his tears on my neck and cheek as they fell from his eyes. We both cried silently. Remy knew just like I did that our son was gone. We both drifted off to sleep with the thoughts of our first born on our mind.
Two weeks later, the body of an infant was found not too far from the hospital in a trash can. The body was not in good condition for a visual identification. So Remy gave a DNA sample to see if it was a match. Tests confirmed that it was a match. I was too distraught to deal with anything. I stayed locked in my bedroom. I didn’t want to see anybody; not my family and most importantly not Remy. I couldn’t bear to look at him without getting angry. In my heart I knew that he would never do anything to intentionally hurt us, but we were hurt in his absence. His business decisions led to dire consequences for our family. My son is gone and there is nothing he can do to bring him back.
We had a small private memorial just for family. We decided to cremate him. I had these chains made for me and Remy with his ashes in it, so that no matter where we go he’s with us. The rest of the ashes we placed in an Urn that we kept on the fireplace next to our family portrait. Every day Remy and his crew, including Peanut and Boo, had been out searching for Ava. They had even taken flight back to Mexico a couple of times. There was a price on her head and the bitch was hiding really good. I can’t wait to get my hands on the bitch. I’m going to smother her ass just like she did my son. I have nothing but murder on my mind in regards to the bitch Ava. As far as my marriage goes, I love Remy with all my heart and I know that he loves me, but the recent events have put a strain on our relationship. I honestly don’t know if we’re going to make it. One thing I do know is that I need to find myself and do something to better my life. Regardless of being married to a millionaire, I’m still a felon with no education. As a woman it’s a must I become independent and do what the fuck I have to do for me and my daughter. I want her to grow up and never depend on anyone else for happiness or to take care of her. I’ve been through so much. All I can do is pray and ask God for better days.
Chapter 1- Remy
It’s been six months since Ava kidnapped my son and killed him. I’ve looked high and low for the bitch and her ass is MIA. Her ass is doing a good ass job at hiding and if she values her life, she will continue to stay hiding. Every day is a struggle to keep going on with life. I will never be able to forgive myself. It’s all my fault that my son is dead. I should have come up with a different plan. I knew how in love Ava was with me. I never should have played with her heart like that. That saying is true when they say that it’s nothing like a woman scorned. That scorned ass bitch got a nigga back in the worst way. I know what I did was fucked up but to kill my son, that shit was uncalled for. She definitely didn’t have to get a nigga back like that.
Rose` and I have merely been existing since the death of our son. I stay out all day running my businesses. I just recently opened up two more strip clubs and a couple of liquor stores. I’ve been investing all of my time into them so I’m hardly ever home during the day. I just go home at a decent hour to eat dinner with my family and sleep. In all honesty I’m too guilty to look my wife in the face. She looks at me with disappointment in her eyes. That shit has a nigga hurting. I immerse myself in my work to keep from falling into a deep ass depression. I don’t care how much of a thug ass nigga or goon you are, the death of a child has an impact on you. My son never got a chance to make any milestones. I took that from my son and there is nothing I can do to fix it.
It’s the week of our anniversary and I really didn’t know if Rose` wanted to do anything. She had been so busy with school that she seemed to not have time for anything else. I knew that she was immersing herself in work just like me. Heaven also was barely home with us. I think she could feel the bad vibes in the house. She would rather stay with Dino and Madear. I had went out on a limb and booked us a trip to the Bahamas. We just needed some time away so we could rekindle what we once had. There was a time when we couldn’t keep our hands off of each other, and now we don’t even sleep in the same bed half of the time. No matter what I love my wife and I’m going to do whatever I need to do to make her happy again. All I want to do is see her smile again. She’s still the most beautiful girl in the world to me, despite being in a deep depression. Rose` doesn’t think I know that she’s taking massive amounts of meds just to sleep, but that shit has to stop. I flushed every pill I could find down the toilet. The last thing I needed was for her to become a damn pill head. I know that she was going through a lot, but she needed to find another way to cope and I planned on helping her out along the way. If only she would give me a chance to make shit right with her.
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I walked inside our bedroom after a long ass day of work. All I wanted to do was shower and sleep.
Rose` was sitting up in bed with all her school books scattered all over. I loved to see her studying so hard. She wanted to be a Registered Nurse. I pulled some strings to get her in one the best nursing programs. I paid her entire tuition and got her everything she needed. She wanted to go out and work to pay for it, but of course that shit was out of the question. What the fuck I look like letting my wife go out and pay for school? Money ain’t a thing for a nigga like me. I work hard so my wife can play even harder. I love her drive and the fact that she wants to be independent. I will never take away her ambition. That shit is so sexy on her. I took a quick shower and walked out the room wrapped in a bath towel. When I came in the room the bed was cleared off and she was no longer in the room. I ran my hand over my face in frustration. She was avoiding a nigga at all costs and I didn’t know how much more I could take. I went to look for her and she was in the guest room. She had her notebook open, writing down some notes. I walked over and sat beside her on the bed, taking the pen out of her hand so that I could have her undivided attention.
“Why did you leave out the room?”
“I have a lot of homework and I didn’t want to disturb you. Can I have my pen back please?” She kept reaching for the pen and I kept moving it out of her reach.
“You won’t disturb me. Come on back in the room. I can’t sleep if you’re not next to me.”
“I’ll be in there later. I have a big test tomorrow and I need to study. I don’t need to be distracted.” It was crazy that not once did she look me in my face as we spoke to one another.
“You hate me that much that you can’t look at me. Please Rose`, talk to me baby. Let me know what I can do to make it better. ” I gently lifted her chin but she roughly yanked it out of my hands.
“Can you bring my son back?” I held my head down. It was then I could no longer look into her eyes.
“That’s what the fuck I thought. Now do me a favor. Give me my pen back and get the fuck out of my face.” That was it for me. I didn’t know what else to say to try to fix shit. It was obvious there was nothing I could do. I gave her back her pen and walked away. I had every intention on coming home and climbing in bed with my wife. Now all I wanted to do was get as far away from her as I could. I quickly got dressed and left, headed to one of my new clubs. I sat back in my private V.I.P area getting lifted. Blunt after blunt to the face and Hennessy straight. I watched as nothing but bad bitches performed. Once upon a time, I would have had one of them bent over my desk or on their knees. Since I met Rose` I don’t even look at other women like that.
“What’s up Boss? Are you cool?” a dancer by the name of Champagne asked me as she came and sat down with me. I looked at her ass and she knew she had just fucked up. She quickly stood up and left. I had strict rules about getting in my personal space. I’m not even giving these hoes a conversation. I got enough shit on my plate. After drinking for a while longer I knew it was time for me to head home. No matter how upset I was with Rose` I would never disrespect her by not coming home at night. As I stood up to walk I staggered a little, but I still decided to drive home. I hopped in my Bentley and sped off. When I made it to the crib I was too drunk to even go up to bed. I just crashed on the couch.
The next morning I woke up with the biggest headache ever. I had some shit I needed to handle so I had to get myself together. It was well after twelve in the afternoon. I never slept that late. It was no surprise to me that Rose` didn’t wake me up. After gathering myself I went upstairs to handle my personal hygiene and get my day started. As I let the water fall all over my head, I thought about everything Rose` had said to me the night before and that shit had a nigga in his feelings. After getting out of the shower and drying off, I went inside our closet to grab me some clothes. That’s when I noticed that Rose`’s side was almost empty. My heart started beating fast as hell. I rushed out of the closet and that’s when I found a letter on our bed addressed to me from Rose`.
Dear Remy
I’m sorry but I can’t do this anymore. My heart is in so much pain that it won’t allow me to forgive you. Our son is dead and I can’t deal with it. I can’t stand to look at you because all I can see is my baby. So much has transpired since we met. I think we moved too fast. This was not what I expected my first year of marriage to be like. I want you to know that I appreciate everything that you’ve done for me and Heaven. I’m forever grateful. I just think it’s best we go our separate ways. Please know that I love you with all my heart. I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me for walking out on our marriage. You’re the best thing that has ever happened to me and our daughter. The pain is just too much to bear.
Love Always Rose`
I read the letter over and over hoping that this shit was all a fucking joke. I knew the shit was real when I looked on the dresser and she had left her wedding ring. I was beyond hurt. I felt myself getting teary eyed. I loved Rose` with all my heart and for her to just up and leave a nigga really had me mad. Prior to meeting Rose`, I had a relationship with my mother. She was my best friend. Now that I sit and really think about it, motherfuckers got so much shit to say about the decisions that I made in regards to leaving without Rose` knowing where I was. I admit I should have thought that shit out, but at the same time I chose Rose` over everything. For her to just walk out on me shows me that she just might not be built for a nigga like me. Maybe she is right, we moved too fast.
Once I got dressed I headed to handle my business. I can’t slack on the shit I need to do because my marriage is failing. I came to the conclusion that I was no longer going to beg for her forgiveness or for her to stay with me. I’ve never been in the business of keeping a bitch that didn’t want to be kept. However, my love for her wouldn’t even allow me to walk away without giving her what she deserved outright. I went to the bank and deposited my three hundred million inheritance into her account. After all she married me and gave me a son within a year. I know that the money wouldn’t bring our son back, but her and Heaven would be set for the rest of their lives.
As I drove over to the club all I could do was think about all this shit that had transpired between us. I thought that I probably should have talked to her before just giving up. I quickly shook that thought from my mind. There was no need for me to talk to her; she had obviously made her decision. I was about to fall all the way back and do me.
Chapter 2- Rose`
It had been two months since I walked out on my marriage. I hadn’t seen or heard from Remy since the night of our argument. A part of me felt like I had made the right decision, yet the other part feels like I made the biggest mistake of my life leaving him. I try not to think about him or our son. I guess I want to forget that they ever existed. I think that’s the only way I’ll heal. I’ve dealt with the Ace situation and I’m over it. I’ve always been a victim and played one as well. All the crying and weak shit was over for me. In order for me to get strong I had to let go of what made me weak in the first place. Ace made me weak because I feared him, and Remy made me weak because I loved him. I never wanted to be weak over a man again. It was looking like that shit was going to be my life’s story.
I had cut myself off from my family, mainly because they were all mad at me for my decision to walk away from my marriage. Peanut and Boo wasn’t fucking with me period. That hurt because we’ve always been so close. Madear and my Daddy said their peace and left it at that, but made sure to remind me of my stupidity. Honey or Neicee didn’t judge me to my face but I knew they did behind my back. They wanted so badly for Peanut and Boo to be like Remy, so, I knew they thought I was stupid as well. Hell, I was starting to think that I was stupid but I was going to stick to my guns.
Neicee and Peanut finally decided to make things official. They had gone down to Vegas and came back married. Tonight they were having their reception. I didn’t want to go but I knew that Neicee would be upset with me if I didn’t attend. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to go, but I was afraid to see Remy. I knew eventually I would have
to face him, I just wasn’t ready. After getting dressed I gave myself a once over in the mirror and I was satisfied with the all-white, long flowing Mermaid gown that was tight fitting. On my feet I had a pair of Michael Kors sandals. My hair had grown even longer, so I just pulled it up into a high ponytail. I placed a thin coat of MAC on my lips and I was ready to head out.
The party was being held at Adrianna’s ballroom. It was beautifully decorated. I saw all of my family and I headed over to their table.
“There goes my baby girl.”
“Hey Daddy.” He hugged me tight and kissed me on the jaw. I bent down and kissed my grandmother on the cheek. She was obviously still in her feelings so I let her be. Today was about Peanut and Neicee, not about the decisions that I have made. I’m starting to think they love him more than me.
“I’m so happy you came. We missed you so much bitch,” Neicee said as her and Honey came and pulled me out on the dance floor.
“I missed y’all too.” “Tell Em’ Lies” by Rich Gang played as we all danced to the music. The party was short lived for me when I looked up and spotted Remy walking inside holding hands with a female. She was dark skinned and had a nicely shaped body. She wasn’t all that cute in the face but she was okay. I could tell that she was familiar with the crew because she was laughing and joking with them. Remy was looking sexy as usual. He was dressed in all white linen with all-white Air Force Ones. His dreads looked like they had grown even longer. The familiar twinge in my pussy reminded me of how much I yearned for his touch. I became angry as hell. I knew he was giving that bitch the dick. That’s why her ass was cheesing like she had won a trophy, with her ugly ass. Yep, I’m most definitely hating.