Love Me Right Or Don't Love Me At All 3 by Johnson Diamond D

Author:Johnson, Diamond D. [Johnson, Diamond D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-07-22T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 14

Cassandra White

“ H ere, I made you some soup. This is my mom’s old recipe. I know you don’t have much of an appetite these days, but I figured you might like it,” Aaron stated, coming over to where I was sitting in the corner of my bedroom with my son’s picture in my hands, just in a daze.

It had officially been two months that I had been without my baby boy, and truth be told, I could no longer think positive. At this point, I thought the worst, and I was trying to accept the fact that my son just might be gone. I was so hopeful that Markeemo would call me from a blocked number, making demands to send him a lump sum of money in exchange for my son. I was ready for that. I was ready to send him every dime that I had in my savings just so I could hold my baby boy in my arms again. What scared me was that he hadn’t asked for anything. He didn’t want money. He wanted my son’s soul since Antonio was responsible for killing his best friend, Dennis. He wanted me to hurt the same way he had to hurt when Dennis was killed by my ex-husband.

I had done so much crying over the past couple of months, and I hadn’t been eating much of anything, to the point that I had lost over fifty pounds. Every item of clothing that I put on was basically wearing me. My clothes would hang off me, just like the bags under my eyes. When I moved to New Jersey on my own and got the news that Antonio had been killed, I thought that was my lowest point, but that didn’t have anything on what I was going through right now. This depression, this heartbreak, had caused my body to break down.

Last night, I had bad chills, my temperature had shot up, and I had been sneezing and coughing all day, which is why Aaron was bringing me a bowl of soup that he had to know I wasn’t going to eat. All the other meals that he’d prepared for me over the months had gone untouched, just like this one would.

“You can just set it right there on the dresser,” I said to him, my voice hoarse from this sickness, along with all the screaming and crying that I pretty much did every single day.

My response caused Aaron to let out a sigh, and he set the food on the dresser, just like I’d asked him to. He got on the floor with me, put his arm around my shoulder, and I buried my head into his chest as I silently cried. I cried for my baby boy, wanting to know what he was up to. I wanted to know if he was scared, missing me, was he eating, were they physically abusing him? The thought of not knowing the answers to any of those things was driving me crazy.

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