MOTIVE CH. 8

Dear Denasia,

I know your not going to believe me when I say this but I am your biological mother. I know you’re probably thinking that Im some deranged lady that has lost her mind but Im telling the truth. Your father, Charles, and I had an affair back when he and Beverly first got married. When I told him that I was pregnant he told me that if I didn’t sign my parental rights away then he was going to make my life and yours a living hell and I knew that he was telling the truth. I didn’t want you to have to suffer because of my mistakes, so I did as I was told. I didn’t even get to hold you in my arms good before he took you away from me.

When I found out that Beverly adopted you, I was relieved. I knew that she would take care of you because she was a good woman despite how naïve she was. I vowed that I would look for you when you were old enough to understand, so here I am. I hired a private investigator to find you and in the process he found out some things about Beverly.

Denasia she is not who she portrays to be and I know that you are probably thinking that I am overstepping my boundaries but I am only trying to protect you. I know that she is the one who raised you but she does not have your best interest at heart. I cant go into detail because this letter might fall into the wrong hands.

Just meet me at Olive Garden on 1960 at noon on your birthday. Tell the host that you are with the Jones party and she will direct you to a table by the back window. Wait for me there and I will answer all of the questions that Im sure you have for me.

Love, Your Birth Mom

I was in complete shock after reading that letter. Who was Denasia’s birth mom and what the hell did that investigator find out. Whoever she was I had no doubt in my mind that she was the one sending me all of those deranged letters and crazy phone calls. I had to find out who Charles’ mistress was and soon.

Renee

I couldn’t sleep after reading the journal so it wasn’t hard for me to get up at 8 o’clock the next morning to go make copies of the journal. When I was done I threw it in the trunk to make it look like it fell out of the suitcase, so that Crystal wouldn’t have the slightest idea that I knew what was up. Part of me wanted to fuck her up, but the other part of me told me to wait it out and see what would happen. I was going to be ready for Crystal though. If she thought she was going to be the death of me, then she was out of her damn mind. I had no problem killing her ass just like I did her sister. If she thought killing me was going to be easy, then she obviously didn’t know just what kind of snake bitch that I was.

I walked back into the house and into me and Tamara’s bedroom. I picked up my phone from the charger and turned it back on. It went dead on the way to Galveston and when we came in last night I just put it on the charger without turning it on. I had one missed call from Jonathan and 12 from Michelle. My phone also notified me that I had 6 voicemails, so I listened to them. They were all from Michelle saying the same thing about her having something important to tell me. Even though I was curious to know what it was that she had to tell me, I knew that it would have to wait until I went back home.

Just as I was putting my phone back down, Crystal walked into the room.

“Hey girl, how much did I drink because I have a big ass headache?” She said while laughing. It took every bit of willpower that I had to not curse her fake ass out.

“You got pretty wasted.” I answered.

“Well Im feeling that after effects now. Who brought my stuff in last night?”

“I did. Why?”

“Oh because I cant find my notebook with all of my notes from class.”

“Did you look in the car?”

“No not yet.”

“Well go look in there and if you still cant find it I will help you look for it.”

“Okay girl.”

As she walked out the room, I stood there thinking how she had fucked with the wrong one. I wasn’t seeing that shrink for nothing.

Michelle

I waited till about 1 for Renee to call me and when she didn’t I decided to call her. Of course she didn’t answer so I just left her another voicemail. I know I was coming off as a stalker but I couldn’t help it. The feelings I had for her were strong and I was dying to be with her and make her mine. There was so much that I wanted to show her and introduce her to, but I had to get Jonathan out of the way. He wasn’t good enough for her and I knew it wouldn’t be long before he hurt her just like he did me. And I be damned if I was going to just sit back and let that happen.

Jonathan

Despite the numerous late night phone calls, I slept pretty good. I woke up around 10 and decided to go work out in the gym in my apartment building. I exercised until noon and then I came back to the apartment to take a shower and eat. Just as I was about to hop in the shower, my cell phone started ringing. It was a number that I didn’t recognize so I was kind of hesitant to answer it.

“Who is this?” I asked.

“I like a man who gets straight to the point.” It was a female on the other end.

“Im about to hang up cause I don’t have time for games.”

“Wait-its Miranda. You know the girl from the other night at the sports bar.”

“Yeah I remember who you are. How did you get my number?”

“Well when I didn’t see you at my little get together last night, I asked your brother where you was and her gave me your number.”

“Miranda I don’t mean to be rude but I told you before that I already have a girlfriend.”

“Im not trying to be your girlfriend just your friend.”

“I don’t need anymore friends, I have enough friends.”

“You can never have too many friends.”

“Well I do.”

“How about we just talk for awhile and get to know each other and then you can determine if you have too many friends. I promise I will never call you again.”

I already knew what my answer was going to be later, but I went along with it anyway.

“What do you want to know?” I asked

“Well lets start with your favorite sport.”

“Football.”

“Who is your favorite team?”

“Dallas cowboys.”

“Ok. Umm whats your favorite movie?”

“Don’t really have a favorite.”

“Come on everybody has a favorite movie.”

“Well Im not like everybody else.”

“Im starting to see that. Well -”

“Hey Miranda how about we do this another time I was kind of in the middle of something when you called.”

“Oh okay. I guess I will call you later tonight.”

“Yeah that will be better.”

“You will answer right?”

“Yeah.”

“Ok bye”

“Bye”

I had no intentions of ever picking up the phone when she called again. That girl had trouble written all over her and I couldn’t risk having any more drama than I already did. I made a mental note to curse Josh ass out when I talked to him again.

Crystal

While I was outside looking for my notebook, I received a phone call from my girl Miranda.

“Hey girl what’s up?” I asked.

“Nothing much just got off the phone with your little friend Jonathan.” She said.

“And?”

“And nothing. He wont even flirt with me. He doesn’t even seem interested.”

“Well make him interested Im not paying your ass for nothing.”

“What the hell am I supposed to do? He loves his girlfriend.”

“Look I don’t give a damn what you have to do just do it and make sure you get proof. Don’t call me back until you have something.”

I hung up the phone. Jonathan was becoming more of a problem than he was worth. I hired Miranda because I knew he wasn’t going to fall for my tricks and because Miranda had this exotic look to her that no man could resist. He was playing hard to get now but I knew it wouldn’t be long before he slipped up.

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