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  Prologue

  “Put the gun down, son!” one officer yelled.

  “Yeah, put the gun down, boy,” Tyler taunted Damien.

  “Tyler, shut up please! Look, Damien, please listen to the police. Put down the gun. You know this isn’t you,” I cried, hoping I could get through to him.

  Damien started to cry. He hit himself in the head with the gun a few times and then pointed it back at Tyler. It looked like he was falling apart. I had never seen Damien this way before. I had no idea he had these kinds of tendencies.

  “Eva, this is all your fault! All you had to do was come to your senses and come back to me. You know you don’t love this dude. It’s always going to be you and me. You know that. If you can’t see that then I guess I need to remind you,” Damien said and then he pulled the trigger.

  I screamed and heard several other guns explode. Everything started happening in slow motion and in the midst of it all I passed out.

  ****

  “Hey, how are you feeling, honey?”

  “Like my arm is trying to detach from my body,” I said groggily.

  “Well, I suppose that’s what it feels like to get shot,” my mother said.

  “Mommy! Are you okay?” Kayla cried. Miles was just standing by the window in my room with tears in his eyes.

  “Yes, honey, I’m okay. It was just a little accident, okay?” I said and had to hold back my own tears.

  This is something I never wanted my kids to have to endure. Just then, Tyler entered the room with balloons and a teddy bear.

  “Well, well, sleeping beauty has decided to wake up,” Tyler said as he kissed me on the forehead.

  “Hi. I don’t know about all that beauty mess though.”

  “Trust me, you’re the most beautiful patient in this hospital.”

  I blushed. I saw my mom smiling proudly. She’s grown quite fond of Tyler and she was happy that I was finally over you know who.

  After all was said and done, Damien had shot me in the arm causing the police to fire back at him. My injury was clean. The bullet went in and came right back out. Damien hadn’t been so lucky.

  A part of me felt like I’d died that day as well. Not because I longed for him because I was serious when I’d said it was over between us. But never in my wildest dreams did I think that he would end up shooting me and getting killed by the police. I have no idea what was going on with him to make him snap the way he did. That was something I would never have the answer to.

  I was released from the hospital later that day. Ayanna had called off her party indefinitely. She said that there was apparently a reason why traumatic events always seemed to happen every time she set a date for that party. She’d called me to fill me in on what happened with the Mario/Dre situation. It turns out that when Ayanna was leaving me a voicemail message, it was because when she’d gotten home from our trip to Sam’s Club to prepare for her party, she found her front door halfway open and her house was trashed. She’d gone to Mario’s job to confront him because a neighbor described his car as having fled the scene earlier the same day. Ayanna said that Mario was livid wondering why she would question him when he’d been at work all day. When she asked him about his car, he told her that Dre was driving it that day which let Ayanna know exactly who’d trashed her spot.

  “Eva, I don’t know how many times I can say that you were right. I put myself in a dangerous situation and I will never do that again. Dre finally admitted to trashing my place and I had to explain the reasons to Mario. It was awful and I never meant to hurt him. I’m getting a few things in order at work and then I’ve arranged to take a leave of absence. I think I’m going to go somewhere I’ve never been and just regroup for awhile. I’ll be sure to let you and Ciara know where I am once I get there.”

  I wasn’t happy that my girl was telling me that she was leaving, but if that’s what she needs to get herself together then I understand.

  “Ayanna, I know it was all a crazy situation but I hope you’re not leaving because you’re running from it. The worst is over. Now it’s time to just pick up the pieces and move on. If you feel like this is the best way for you to deal with it though, I completely understand. You just be careful wherever you go, okay?” I said with sincerity.

  “Of course, girl. You already know I will. Love you.”

  “I love you too, Yanna.”

  My mom agreed to let Kayla and Miles spend two weeks with her so that I could rest and just clear my mind from all the crazy things that had transpired over the past couple of months. Ciara came by at least twice a week to check on me. During the melee of everything that had happened, Ciara had been trying to call me that day too. She said that she suspected Jamilla had started playing games on her phone but it was Jay’s new ratchet ass girlfriend, Asia.

  Asia found out that Jay had started trying to get back with Ciara so whenever Jay went MIA, Asia started calling Ciara and hanging up. Insecurity is a bitch but side chicks should realize that the way they get these so-called men is often times the same way they will lose them. My girl said she dismissed both of their simple asses and moved on with her life. Ciara was finally back to her old self again and had even met a new guy who seemed promising.

  I loved hearing Ciara being so optimistic about life. She’d always been in the past but the breakup with Jay really soured her a little bit. It’s sad that a relationship can do that to a person. When we think of love, we often think of it being all smiles and happy times. We are rarely true to ourselves and realize that the good also comes with the bad.

  Things have started to look up for me for the first time in years. I had a man who adored me and my kids were healthy. My two best friends were on their way to finding their own happiness and all seemed right with the world. I hated that we had to go through as much as we had but if we had to go through that to get to where we are now then I’ll accept that with no problems. Tyler told me that there was no other woman for him in this world.

  One day, while he was gone to the gym, I saw a magazine he’d left out, most likely by accident. It was from a jewelry store and he had several pages folded down with pictures of beautiful engagement rings on each page. I put it back because I didn’t want to get too happy. But who knows? By this time next year, I just might be wifey!

  Chapter One

  Two years later

  Eva

  “I told you, it will always be you and me!”

  There was a loud blast and then all I saw was a flash of light.

  “Eva. Baby, it’s okay. You’re just having another nightmare.”

  I sat straight up in the bed. My heart felt like it was about to jump out of my chest and my camisole was sticking to me, wet from my heavy sweating. I reached over and hugged Tyler tightly. I began to cry.

  “Shhh, baby. It’s alright. I’m right here. It was just a dream,” Tyler tried to comfort me.

  The dreams had started immediately after my ex shot me and I found out that the cops had killed him. I had often wondered what had driven him to that extreme but only he and God know the answer to that one.

  Meeting Tyler was the turning point for it all. He was nothing like Damien. In fact, he was everything Damien was not. He wasn’t afraid to let me know that he loved me and did his best to invent new ways to show me how much each and every day.

  My nightmares had to be bugging Tyler out. They were tripping me out as well. My doctor had prescribed an anti-depressant, but I was completely against taking the pills. When the dreams started, I felt I had no other choic
e.

  The dream is the same each time. I’d be lying in bed sleeping peacefully with Tyler. All of a sudden, I’d feel like someone was watching me so I’d sit straight up in bed only to see Damien standing there with eyes as black as coal and foaming at the mouth. I open my mouth to scream but no sound comes out.

  “Bitch, don’t scream now. You weren’t screaming when you were fucking this clown ass dude! I told you, it will always be you and me!” Damien screams at me and then he pulls the trigger. Then there are flashes of white and I wake up screaming and drenched in sweat.

  Tyler is always so supportive and rocks me back to sleep or just lets me cry until I calm down. But I was starting to wonder how much longer he could deal with his crazy girlfriend. I felt like I was slowly losing my mind and I hated it because I deserved to be happy with Tyler. Once again, Damien was finding a way to strip that from me, even from his grave.

  “Eva, if I say something, do you promise you won’t get mad?” Tyler asked cautiously.

  “Of course, baby. You can talk to me about anything,” I answered nervously. I had no idea what he was about to say.

  “Well, you’ve been having these dreams for a while now and they don’t seem to be getting any better. I’m thinking that it may be time for you to consider seeing a therapist to talk about what happened.”

  There was a pregnant silence for a moment. I don’t know what I was expecting Tyler to say but this wasn’t it. A therapist? Oh my God, he must think I’m going crazy! I immediately began to cry again.

  “No, baby why are you crying?” he asked as he placed his finger under my chin and lifted my face to meet his.

  “You must think I’m a psycho. I’m so sorry Tyler. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I’m fine all day, but as soon as I go to sleep these damn dreams come back with a vengeance!”

  “What are you apologizing for? This is not your fault, none of it is. And I don’t think you’re psycho either. But things seem to be getting worse and I don’t want to see you so upset so I think it’s best if you talk to someone about it. There is nothing wrong with seeing a therapist. What’s to be ashamed of? It means you’re willing to admit that you have some issues that require a professional assessment to allow you to better deal with them and move on with your life.”

  Deep down, I knew he was right. The thought had crossed my mind a time or two but I couldn’t admit that for some reason.

  “I know you have a point, Tyler. Well, I guess I’m about to start seeing a shrink. You know any good ones?” I laughed.

  “That’s my girl,” Tyler smiled back at me and then kissed me gently.

  His lips were so soft and he kissed me like no other man ever had. He touched the side of my face and then placed feather light kisses on my cheeks, my forehead, my neck, and shoulders. He slid the thin strap of my camisole down and he caressed my right breast in his large, soft hands.

  He ducked his head down lower and delicately licked and sucked on my nipple. Never before had I felt such electricity shooting through my body as I did every time Tyler licked my nipples. It felt so good! Wave after wave of chills ran through me as Tyler continued to feast on my nipple.

  “That feels very good, baby. No one else can do that to me. Only you, Tyler,” I said as I leaned my head back and closed my eyes to enjoy the feeling.

  Once he was satisfied with the amount of attention he’d paid to my right breast, he removed the other strap and pulled my shirt up and over my head. He cupped both breasts in his hand and alternated back and forth from one to the other, licking and sucking the nipples very softly. Then he kissed and lightly nibbled on my neck, upper chest, and even my shoulder.

  I reached down to feel Tyler’s large manhood resting on my leg. It was warm, thick, and getting harder by the minute. I grabbed it and guided it straight to my wetness.

  “Daaammmn, Eva. Oh shit girl, you feel so damn good to me,” Tyler whispered.

  All I could do was moan softly and enjoy the feeling of him pumping slowly. In and out, in and out, deeper and deeper, I wanted to feel all of Tyler and he did not disappoint. I was on the brink of climaxing within minutes of him being inside me.

  “Mama!”

  I was immediately mortified!

  “Oh my gosh, get off!” I yelled but Tyler was already scrambling to get off me and hold on to the covers at the same time trying desperately to keep us concealed.

  “What’s wrong, Ky?” Tyler yelled while trying to catch his breath.

  “Miles took my iPod and won’t give it back!” she yelled through our closed, and thankfully, locked door.

  “Miles! Give your sister her iPod back!” I yelled.

  “Nah, ya little snitch, tell her what you did,” Miles said calmly. “Ma, she sent a text to Mia and told her I wanted to break up with her and now Mia won’t talk to me because she doesn’t believe it was my baby sister playing on my phone!”

  “I’m not a baby and I was just playing with her. Tell her to stop being so sensitive and give me my iPod back!”

  “Hey! The two of you better work it out and I mean quickly! And Kyla, if you don’t call that girl in the morning and tell her you were just playing, I will drive you over there and make you apologize in person! Miles, give your sister her iPod back please and then the both of you go to bed. You should have already been in bed anyway,” I said all of that while trying very hard not to laugh.

  The past two years have been a wonderful experience for me. Miles is a teenager complete with that voice more like a man than a squeaky little boy and Kayla was coming into her own as well. The two of them embraced Tyler and really welcomed him into our family.

  Miles, being the man of the house, took on the role of protector and made sure that nothing happened to the two leading ladies in his life. Tyler was living with us now as well but he always called Miles the man of the house and was even teaching him a thing or two about life that I could teach Miles but not get through to him the same way another man could. I appreciated Tyler for that. He filled the void of not having their real father around and he did it out of love for me and my kids as well.

  “Those two really crack me up,” Tyler laughed then stretched and yawned. “I’m so sleepy all of a sudden.”

  “Oh really? Well I sure don’t feel sleepy at all right now. Guess Daddy’s not on his job tonight like he thinks he is,” I joked. I knew exactly how to get him to react and give me what I needed so badly.

  “Come here then and let Daddy work his magic on ya,” Tyler said with his sexy swagger that drove me crazy.

  I straddled him and he pulled me down to kiss him. My wetness was drawn to his thickness like a moth to a flame. Without breaking our kiss, I began to grind slowly on him. I was moving my hips like a Jamaican queen. Tyler’s hands were on my behind and he was grabbing and pushing me down onto him. Then Tyler sat up so that we were chest to chest. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kept rocking on him. In this position, Tyler could reach all kind of depths inside me and I was on the brink of coming in no time.

  “What you shaking for? Did I say you could come yet?” he said while gripping my waist and holding me still for the moment.

  “Well, then you better let me get up off of this thing right now because if not it’s about to be splash, waterfalls,” I said with a sly giggle.

  Tyler lifted me up then flipped me over gently onto my back. He pushed both legs back as far as I could allow and then he kissed the insides of my thighs. Then he took his index finger and his thumb and placed it right on top of my clit then pulled back the skin a little. “There she is. Come here, mama” Tyler said and then he lowered his head to meet my ultimate spot.

  Two, maybe three licks and I lost it! I grabbed sheets, his shoulders, anything that I could get my hands on. I grabbed the pillow next to me and almost stuffed the whole damn thing in my mouth to muffle my moans and screams.

  Tyler snatched the pillow away from me and told me to let it out knowing damn well I couldn’t with two sleeping kids in the hou
se. But this was his way of torturing me and I loved it. He knew that once I’d had an orgasm like that it was very sensitive to the touch for a few minutes but he relentlessly keep right on licking, sucking, and caressing my clit.

  “Tyler, stop baby. Please stop, I can’t take that, not yet” I moaned but my pleas fell on deaf ears. Tyler kept right on killing me softly and taking me over the edge again and again.

  “Tyler, you are amazing! I love you baby!”

  “And I love you back. Give me what’s mine Eva. Come for me again, right now.”

  After our bodies had settled down and our breathing returned to normal, I moved over to lay my head on Tyler’s chest. He wrapped his muscular arm around me and I melted into him like a baby. He kissed the top of my head then began to move a few stray strands of hair away from my face.

  “Eva, I hope you know there will never be another woman in this world for me. I love you girl, and I want you to be my wife.”

  I froze. Did he just say what I think he said? I sat straight up and looked at him wide eyed. Tyler was sitting up smiling at me and holding open a black box which held the most beautiful engagement ring I had ever seen! It was perfect, just like the ones I’d always said I liked. I put my hand over my mouth and a single tear rolled down my face.

  “Baby, you know this is the part where you say something. Yes, no, kiss my ass, something?” he laughed nervously.

  I jumped into his arms and almost made both of us fall off the bed. “Hell yes! Do you even have to ask me that baby? I love you so much Tyler. I would love nothing more than to be your wife!” I managed to say through my tears.

  “That’s my girl,” he said as he lifted my hand and gently placed the rock on my finger. It was beautiful. A perfect fit. If I had loved this man before this, I was head over heels in love at this point. There was no turning back now. No letting go.

  Chapter Two

  Ayanna