Full Figured 3: Carl Weber Presents by Hampton Brenda

Author:Hampton, Brenda [Hampton, Brenda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Urban Renaissance
Published: 2011-08-31T23:00:00+00:00

The weeks had flown by, and I was so sure that Roc would have made some time for Chassidy, but he hadn’t. Basically, he had cut her off and I didn’t like it one bit. I was very upset with him, and even though I figured he was probably still going through a hard time, his approach was wrong. She had been asking about him and I really didn’t have a legitimate answer as to why he had stopped calling and coming over.

Friday after work, I decided to go get my answer. I remembered the turmoil that going to his place brought me the last time I paid him an unexpected visit, but I was prepared to deal with whatever. He wasn’t my man and this was all about how he intended to move forward with his daughter. I wanted what was in her best interest, and if Roc had decided not to be a part of her life anymore, I needed to know that.

When I arrived at his place, I knocked, getting no answer. I rang the doorbell; no one came. I waited, and, yes, I contemplated using my key. That would be such a bold move, and if the shoe were on the other foot, I would have a fit. Still, that didn’t stop me from putting my key in the door and going inside. Just like the last time, the music was up very loud. This time, however, I called Roc’s name to let him know that I was inside.

“Roc, are you in here? It’s me, Dez.”

I got no answer as I made my way up the steps, fearing to look into the living room and witness what I’d seen before. This time, the living room was empty, but it was a mess. Clothes were everywhere. Smoked blunts were in an ashtray, and empty beer cans, as well as liquor bottles, were all over. It looked like somebody had been partying and partying hard. I checked the dining room and the kitchen, but they both were empty. Two of the kitchen chairs were tilted back on the floor, and empty bags from London & Sons Wing House were on the table. I picked up the chairs, placing them back underneath the table. Afterward, I turned, making my way down the hallway to his bedroom. I felt very uneasy. As I slowly walked, the floor squeaked loudly. Seconds later, I heard Roc’s voice coming from his bedroom.

“If you make another move, I swear I’ll kill you.”

I stopped in my tracks with an increased heart rate. “Roc, it’s me. Dez.”

I got no response, but as I inched my way to the door, I peeked into his bedroom. He was sitting up in bed. His gun was aimed in my direction, and when he saw me, he dropped it into his lap. The room was partially dark, because he had put up some curtains to cover the window. I turned on the light, and just like the rest of his place, everything was a mess.

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