by Mz. Lady P
I had my good days and I had my bad days. More bad than good. There was something inside of me that wouldn't let me believe that Thug was dead. I felt him. I couldn't explain it, but he was with me. The love we shared was so strong. Sometimes at night I could feel him standing over my bed watching me as I slept. He still hadn't come to me in a dream. I just wanted to talk to him and catch him up on what had been going on with us. Ka'Jaiyah was the splitting image of him. She slept like him everything.
Lately, I had been spending time with this really nice guy named Quaadir. He was the handyman who used to do work on my house when I moved out of the house I shared with Thug. He was the guy who was leaving my house when Thug came to take me home with him. There was never anything intimate between us during that time because I was pregnant.
On several occasions, he would come on to me, but I was too lost in Thug. One day my furnace was acting up, so I decided to give him a call. That was two months ago and he had really been a big help since. He was so sweet and he didn't let the fact that I had five kids bother him.
He loved spending time with the kids and me. At first, Malik wasn't really feeling the idea of me having a nigga around his nieces and nephews. Peaches and Barbie encouraged me to move on and date. Ta'Jay on the other hand, didn’t like it all. She hadn't spoken to me since she came over and saw Quaadir resting on the couch. She felt like I was disrespecting Thug by letting another man into his home. She spent as much time with the kids as she could.
Quaadir was tall, dark, and handsome. He was not into the street life and was your average blue-collar working man. He was actually the ideal husband to have. I knew that he wanted to have to sex with me, but I just couldn't bring myself to actually do it. He kept telling me that he would wait until I was ready and I made sure to tell him to explore other options outside of pursuing me.
I didn't want to hold him back from other things because I couldn't get over my dead husband. In the end, we both came to a mutual understanding that we would just cool out until I was ready for a commitment. I knew that day might not ever come. My heart belonged to Thug and it was safe to say I may never fall in love again.
Epilogue
My day started like any other day. I woke up and got breakfast started for the kids. I got them dressed and ready to go to school and to day care. As we headed out of the door, a black limousine was sitting in the driveway. Thug's father Vinny stepped out and gestured for me to come over to the car. He made sure to visit the kids every week and they had become quite fond of him. The kids and I walked over to the car and we got in.
"Hey, Paw Paw!” the kids said as they hugged him.
"How are you Tahari?"
"I'm okay."
"I want to take you and the kids to my estate in Miami. I just want you to get away and relax. You can bring Marta along and she can watch the kids while you shop and relax."
"I can't Vinny. The kids can't miss school like that."
"This is not up for discussion. We're heading to the airport right now." The car started up and drove away.
"I can't just up and leave like this. We don't have any clothes. I don't even have diapers or formula for the baby."
"We have everything you need on my plane and at the estate. We'll stop by and pick Marta up before we go to the airport."
I couldn't believe I was being taken somewhere against my will. I was not happy about this at all. I appreciated Vinny being there for us since Thug's passing, however; I don't know him to just go to his home in another state with my babies.
Once we picked up Marta, we arrived at a private airstrip. The airplane was already there awaiting our arrival. We all boarded and took our seats. I was so uneasy and nervous. Something wasn't right about this whole setup. This Italian motherfucker better not be on no freaky ass shit with me or that was his ass. I was glad the airplane ride wasn't long.
I was surprised the kids slept the whole time. Once we made it to his estate, I was in awe of how lavish it was. The estate sat on its private land surrounded by beautiful water and sand. As we walked up to the front door, we were met by a butler and a maid. They escorted us in and the inside was gigantic. There was a never-ending staircase, large ceilings and marble floors. There was an elevator, as well.
The estate had a total of ten bedrooms, five bathrooms, a maid’s living quarters, a basketball court, a movie theater, and an inside and outside swimming pool. The backyard had a rose garden and Gazebo. The garage was filled with nothing but luxury vehicles. My house in Chicago wasn't shit compared to this setup.
After showing us the house, we were showed our rooms. Vinny really had this all planned out. The kids had their own rooms that were filled to the rim with clothes and toys. Ka’Jairea had a Princess themed room and Ka’Jaire Jr. had an Avengers themed room. Kash and Kaine had a Hot Wheels themed room. Ka'Jaiyah had a room all by herself that was Doc McStuffins themed and even Marta had her own room. My room was breathtaking; it was soft pink and cream. I had everything I needed in it.
I walked into the closet and I almost fainted. I had everything from Gucci to Dior hanging up with tags still on them. Birken bags in all different colors and styles. The shoe racks were filled with nothing but Red Bottoms. In the middle of the walk in closet, a table was filled with nothing but jewelry. It was crazy how the things I loved were in this room already.
I loved all things by Victoria Secret. My vanity was filled with fragrances and lotions. The room smelled just like Love Spell. I had a complete set up of M.A.C products. I sat down on the bed and took in a deep breath. I was winded from everything that what is in this room. How did this man know what I liked? A knock at the door broke me from my thoughts.
"Mrs. Kenneth, Mr. Santarelli, is requesting your presence on the Lanai." This butler was just too damn much for me. I could get use to having him around, though. I followed him to the Lanai and Vinny was sitting there smoking a cigar.
"Come Tahari sit with me. I need to discuss some things with you." The look on his face showed me that it was serious. I just wondered what the fuck was he on with me and why was he being so nice. All these lavish gifts were too much. He had to want something in return from me.
"First off, I want to say this is not my home. You have to understand that I had to lie to get you to come out here." I lost all my muthafuckin’ cool in a matter of seconds. I knew his ass was up to no damn good.
"What the fuck do you mean this isn't your house and you had to lie to me? If this isn't your house then whose fucking house is it?"
"It's yours," a familiar voice behind me said. I stood to my feet in shock, but kept my back turned. I was too scared to turn around. I knew when I turned around it would all be a dream and I would have tear stained pillow again.
Finally, I got the courage to turn around and it was him. There stood Thug holding Ka'Jaiyah in his arms. All of the life drained from me and the last thing I remembered was falling to my knees as I passed out.
TO BE CONTINUED!!!!!!!
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