Free Trife Life To Lavish Part 2 Genesis & Genevieve...Am I My Brother's Keeper by Deja King

a walk."
    "Have it your way because this is going to be a very
short walk."

    While standing in front of Nico's building, the cool breeze
hit Precious' face sending a peaceful chill through her body.
The crisp air and beautiful sunny skies almost made her
forget that she was standing next to a man she completely
loathed.
    "I know that you hate me," Quentin began as if
reading Precious' mind. "But I believe if you hear my side,
you might not be so unforgiving."
    "I doubt that seriously, but I said I would give you five
minutes so you better get to talking because your time is quickly
running out," Precious said eyeing her watch.
    "Your mother was breathtakingly beautiful and believe
it or not I was in love with her. I believe she loved me too
but she loved the drugs more."
    "So you were in a real relationship with my mother?"
    "I'm not going to he to you, Precious. I was married
at the time that I met your mother. But I was greedy and
wanted her to be mine. The circumstances were wrong but
yes, the relationship was very real in every sense of the
word"
    "So what went wrong, why didn't she want you to
know I was your daughter?"
    "When I met your mother, she was a party girl but
only a casual drug user. We use to have a lot of great times
together. As my feelings grew deeper, I slowed her down. I
knew I couldn't leave my wife, we had a family, three small
children but I also wanted your mother in my life. So I put
her up. I guess you can say she became my official mistress."
    "Your mistress... wow, this is interesting."
    "I wasn't perfect and I'm still not. All I want you to know is the truth before you judge me and turn your back
on me.

    "Continue."
    "For a period of time your mother was content but
she was a firecracker-like you. She got restless being a
kept woman. I stopped letting her run the streets. The
only life I wanted her to have was me. I was a selfish man,
Precious. It didn't take long for her to start rebelling against
me. She would get missing for a few days, I couldn't find
her. I believe during this time she started using again. We
would fight then make up. She hated the fact that I wouldn't
leave my wife and I couldn't blame her. I was married to
somebody else but wanted to own her too."
    "I can't believe how real you're keeping this. Honestly,
I thought my mom was one of your ho's or something
that you knocked up and then tossed to the side when you
found out she was pregnant."
    "Hell no! I loved your mother as much as I knew how
to love any woman."
    "So how did it end?"
    "One day when I came over she was gone. She didn't
come home that night. I thought once again she was upset
trying to get payback. But then that night turned into a
few days, and a few days turned into a few weeks. By that
time I had everybody looking for her. It was known in the
streets that she was my woman and I wanted her back home
immediately. But no one could locate her. Your mother
disappeared. I almost went crazy looking for her."
    "And you could never find her?"
    Quentin let out a long sigh before continuing. "Yeah over a year later, she was back on the scene. I had no idea
she gave birth, especially not to my child. When I saw your
mother again, she was in a whorehouse turning tricks and
was a complete junky. My heart broke that day and it has
never completely healed."

    "Why didn't you save her?"
    Quentin paused in the middle of the block and stood
directly in front of Precious. His face was solemn and his eyes
full of grief. "Don't you think I tried? But I had done my dirt
long enough on these streets to know you can't save anybody
that doesn't want to save themselves. Your mother didn't want
to be saved. I couldn't compete with the high she got from
doing drugs and that killed me."
    "So what about me? You never saw or knew she had a
baby and put two and two together?"
    "No, because your mother was never with you.
Precious, you're a smart girl. If you think back I'm sure you