All Chapters of Confessions of a lover: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

“We need to come up with a plan that he can’t work his way out of.” Lydia said staring off with hatred in her eyes. “So all of this so he could run a gang?” I said trying to understand it all. “It’s more than that.” Marie said laughing as she sipped from her cup. “It’s about power.” “This life takes a lot from you, and with the right connections it can give you just as much.” Lydia said still staring off. “So what do we do?” Mae said looking at Tez for answers I don’t think he had. “We watch him, learn his patterns and routines.” Quincy said. “Are you ok?” I ask Tez after noticing he still hadn’t said anything. “And how do we do that?” Mae asked confused, breaking the silence. “I go back home and watch him.” Lydia said looking at everyone. “I’m coming back too.” Tez finally said shaking his head. “You can’t you need to stay here and take over the met.” I said causing everyone to look at me. “You have to so he won’t suspect anything.” “She’s right, he has to think yo

“I think we need to tell them sooner rather than later.” Keys said pulling up to my building. “I know” I admitted looking out the window. “I just don’t know how to even start.” “From the beginning.” She said turning off the car. “ You’d be surprised at what he can handle and how he’d react.” “I just don’t want him to look at me, different.” I said taking a deep breath. “Listen Dia you did what you had to do to survive, life dealt you a shitty hand and you made due with what you had.” Keys said looking around at the people walking by. “You first need to tell him where you came from, so he’ll understand why you did what you did.” She said bringing memories to me that I locked away. “Please ma help me.” I yelled as my stepdad dragged me to the basement. “She can’t help you.” He said closing the door behind us. “Why do you keep doing this to me.” I cried trying to fight him off. “Because I can, now shut up and open your mouth. And you better not bite me or you will r

“Hey Ma, you cool?” I asked as she answered the phone. “Hey Marty, yeah, I’m okay. Just watching my shows while Mr. Williams fix the dishwasher.” “How he seem?” I asked, surprised he was there instead of sending someone. “I been okay. Just a little off. I think I need to stop watching so much tv.” She replied with a laugh. “Do he seem like he know anything?” “I don’t know. I haven’t been out today. Maybe that’s my problem. I’ve been cooped up in this house since we left. I’m thinking about taking a walk to the store a little later.” She said, her voice low. “That’s Marty? Tell him I said hey.”Curko asked as Ma talked. “Mr. Williams said hey, Marty.” She said, repeating what he said. “Tell him I need to talk to him a little later this week.” “Marty said he needs to talk to you a little later this week.” Ma said, sounding a little shocked. “OK, anything for him.” Curko responded. “Ma, be cool.” I said quickly as I heard her breathing quicken. “OK, Mart

“So how is Marty?” Curko asked as he took a screwdriver from his toolbox. “ He staying out of trouble?” “Yeah, he’s okay, just being a teen, I guess.” I answered. “He’s a good kid. Maybe he should stay in the house more. You know, keep him out of trouble.” He said, looking out the corner of his eye, trying to see my reaction. “Yeah, he’s a good kid, so I let him have a little freedom. He checks in and ain’t never been in no real trouble, so he’s okay.” “Yeah, don’t want him out there like them other youngsters. Going to jail, or worse.” He said in an almost caring tone. “You might be right.” I said, watching the slight smile he let slip. “ I think I’m going to send him to New York for a while. Let him go stay with Ant and Bells for a little bit.” “Nah, you know they wild out there. It’s best to keep him close. Don’t want him too far out there getting into trouble. I remember the stories Mack and Marty use to tell me about when they was growing up out there.” He said qui

“These kids something else.” Dia said, closing the tablet and placing it on the table. “Yes, they are.” I said, shaking my head. “And they came up with all this on their own.” “I know where you’re going with this.” She said, rolling her eyes. “Dia, it will make things much easier if we just tell them.” I said, leaning in closer to her. “I know. I plan on telling him soon.” She said, dropping her head into her hands. “You’re not alone in this. I’ve had you back for thirty years and counting.” I said, rubbing her back as she sobbed. “I know it’s just telling him about my fucked-up ass family and how I came into this world and how I got into this fucked-up lifestyle is hard.” She said, crying harder. “I keep telling you other people’s actions are not your fault, and he will see that.” I said, remembering telling her the same thing when she was pregnant with Trey. “Yeah, I know, but that doesn’t make it hurt any less.” She said, looking up at me with red, wet eyes. *