Sunday, January 31, 2016

Part 23

Part 23

It's not like I had much of a choice but to help King save the man that put our lives on the line. I told him to allow us to eat first, which will give Abuelo enough time to get plastered, then we can figure out how to help him without getting ourselves caught up with Beast. King agreed and stated that all we really needed to do is put him in a taxi and send the taxi to the apartment building. Abuelo will know how to get out and in the house. He said he's done it a million times before. It just didn't make sense to me, I don't understand why he's so hell bent on helping this man. He put our lives on the line, he tried to drug us both, but he still wants to help him.

"King, is there something you haven't told me?" I said in a matter of fact why,  while taking another bite of the steak I ordered.

"Yes, he's my grandfather. I didn't tell you because I didn't think it mattered."

"You didn't think it mattered or you didn't think I would trust you? To be honest, him being your grandfather doesn't look good because child services wouldn't have taken you, only me."

"He's a drunk and he wasn't born here so they would've taken me either way. Plus, he only recognizes my half sister because she's full Puerto Rican, I'm half and the other half I am he hates. Which surprised me when he took you in, he doesn't like black people."

"An illegal doesn't like someone that was born in the Country he's illegally in, that's the first. It's maybe not black people King, it's maybe just the black person that you were spawned from that he didn't like."

"That's could be true too, but you see why I need to help him?"

"I see that you're looking to be accepted and will put both of our lives in danger to do so. I love you King, I'm young but I'm also not stupid. You help your grandfather, I'll stay right where I'm at. I've had my problems already and I refuse to put myself in harms way because of someone I love. I would have to be half stupid to do that. Not this girl, not today, and tomorrow doesn't look good either."

"I don't care about being accepted, I believe in doing what's right for someone in need."

"And this comes from the person selling the second deadliest drug to people. Yeah, I can see that. Look, go handle your business, but you're going to have to be able to handle it without me. If you don't come back, then I'll know they snatched you, and you'll be dead by sunrise."

"Damn, you didn't have to put it like that."

"It's reality King. Get right or get left, I can't help you with your family issues because I have my own that I don't give a damn about. Do what you think is best."

"You just don't understand."

"When I shared with you my past, did you not comprehend what I told you? I was raped by my father, beaten and tortured by my mother for being raped, just to be raped again while my mother watched. Escaped, then held against my well because a male Doctor got his feelings hurt because I didn't want to be seen by him. So he medicated me for a year, a damn year, and only God knows what happened to me during that time. So excuse my unwillingness to give a fuck!"

"I know that, you don't know how it feels to be loved. That's all I was saying."

"Don't get it twisted, before all of that happened I felt loved by my parents and those around me. That was the first time something like that happened but they both instilled in me my value, my worth; so I won't allow it to happen again. Not but them, not by anyone. Why, because I know my worth and that's because of the parents I knew before they lost their minds. I don't need to be accepted by anyone. Like I said, go handle that."

King sat for a little in the bedroom, while I kicked my feet up and caught a movie to relax. He made his way into the living room area, kissed me on the forehead, and sat next to me. After that conversation, I didn't hear anything else about Abuelo or anyone else in his family for the duration of our stay in the hotel. We caught up on movies, did a little shopping in the area for food we could take with us for the train ride, and we picked up new cell phones that are supposed to work across the Country with very few problems, if any at all. Our time together just wasn't the same, he has a lot of making up to do, but I won't pressure him. If he wants to fix this he will, if not, I'll move on when I'm ready.

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