Page 48 of Captured By A Reckless Soul

“Is that a threat Mrs. Powers?” He raised his brows as I kept eyeing the officer that was bold enough to stand in front of me. Holding the white envelope up, I smiled.

“No, it’s a promise. Unless you want me to reveal what’s in this envelope in front of everyone? I think you had better decide to see me alone. Get this rookie cop out of my face and have someone school him on who the fuck I am.” My trigger fingers were itching, I had to contain my temper. Stepping around the rookie I made my way up to Chief Wilson in seconds with my two men on each side of me.

“Shall we enter your office now?” I smiled as I stared at his hand with disgust until he put it down to his side. I wouldn’t dare shake hands with a man that was bold enough to have my son apprehended. At this very moment, I was working on my alibi. Cease and Khaos were currently at his lieutenant’s house killing him. That would send a loud and clear message. This police department knew better, the Power’s family was off fucking limits. They had crossed the line and now I had to nip it in the bud before it even made it to court, grabbing the attention of people in higher places. Chief Wilson has had a hard-on for me since I was young as hell running things. Now that my son was running things, he thought shit was sweet. Like I wasn’t the same cold bitch that started running this shit.

We entered his office as I remained standing; I watched him walk past me as I opened up the envelope and pulled out several pictures. The first one was him and Crystal meeting up at a hotel room. I had multiple other pictures of him picking up prostitutes, his secret child that he had with a prostitute, and plenty other photos that would make him turn blue in the face. Slamming the photos down on his desk, I smiled up at him as he picked them up and started staring quietly.

“I think, somehow, things have gotten mixed up. Like, you burning all evidence of Christian Joel Powers and Lance Washington. You guys made a wrongful arrest and by five p.m. today they will be released from your custody.”

“Damn it, Rellianah! I just can’t do that!” his face was turning bright red as he kept his focus on the pictures. I took out my cigarette and lit the tip, slowly taking a seat in front of his desk in the plush seat across from him, I shook my head like I was disappointed.

“You’re snooping and building a case against my boy has cost your department a lieutenant. He’s bleeding out, as we fucking speak. You knew better but decided not to do better. Now, I think, I’m being very fair. Unless you want some sort of big ass scandal to hit in your department, I suggest you do right by me.” I crossed my leg and took a long pull from my Newport one hundred. He dropped his hands in his head as he let them run through his flaky filthy scalp.

“I will even be a little nicer… I’ll give that freckle face bitch a couple of days as a head start to try to run as far as she possibly can, away from me.” Standing to my feet and walking up to his desk, I put my cigarette out on his desk.

“Do we have a deal, Mr. Wilson?” I smirked as he slowly looked up at me with regretful eyes.

“Yes, Mrs. Powers, we have a deal. I can take down some other cats on the south side and charge them.” Removing my hands off the desk, I left him to sulk in his own misery. He had a lot of shit to figure out that wasn’t my problem.

“Great, good seeing you again. My condolences on the loss of your lieutenant, I heard he was a great man. Keep the photos Wilson, I have lots of them.” I chuckled and walked outside of his office slamming the door behind me.

“Sanitize me please.” I held my hands out and watched my bodyguard pull out the bottle of hand sanitizer. Squeezing half of the bottle in the palms of my hands, I placed my Cartier frames on my face and left out of this pig-infested building.

“A mother’s job is never done.” I sighed.

Chapter Forty-One

MATTEA

Ten weeks later…

I left the abortion clinic in pain; Kayori was right by my side assisting me physically and emotionally. I got inside the car and let my head hit the headrest, I needed a pick-me-up bad. I wanted to cry but I refused to, I made the right decision. I didn’t want any kids, or so I thought, and tried to convince myself. I didn’t want to chance a kid of mine coming out with mental issues. To me, it wasn’t fair, things were also moving way to fast between Ream and I. I felt the feelings and concern being there when it came to him but got confused thinking the only reason, I couldn’t get him off my mind was because of him taking my virginity.

“Have you talked to the man?” Kayori asked as she started the car and turned on the air conditioner. I moved back in with her and my father temporarily until my new house was ready for me to move into. I had found a cozy three-bedroom house and couldn’t wait to move and be back on my own. After having that talk with Ream and seeing the police take him in, it made me re-think a lot of shit. Being in such organizations always led to betrayal, death, or prison time. I didn’t want to deal with any of that shit, so I tried to keep picking my brain on what it was I loved to do. Clearing being a high paid assassin was out of question now. Seeing Ream slapped with cuffs was a rude awakening that even the toughest and slickest in this type of business could be touched.

“No, it’s my body, not his decision.” I spat trying to control my temper with her. She was trying to be the sweet mother figure that she had always been to me. It wasn’t her fault that I was in such a bad mood. I appreciated everything Kayori did for me, it wasn’t because she was married to my dad. I remember since being a little girl, she always took her time with me and showed me love and the same amount of affection she did with my other siblings.

“You know, Mattea, I always keep things real with all of y’all. I understand your reasoning, but I think you are wrong with how you’re going about things. I will let it be though, you kids have to figure out a better way to live your lives and not run from your problems.” She turned the radio up and we drove home in silence. I softly hummed as a random, yet exciting thought crossed my mind. I was happy I thought about something else other then what Kayori had just mentioned. I didn’t like when she and my father said I was always running away from something like I was a coward. I felt like I was making the right decision when it came to aborting my baby for not just me but Ream too.

“I want to sing and record a mixtape,” I mumbled to myself. Growing up, I used to sing my heart out in the shower to release all of my frustrations.

“You can sing Tea, I would love that for you.” Kayori smiled, taking her eyes off the road to look at me briefly. “I know you like to stay occupied and keep your mind going, so writing and singing will be the best thing for you to try out. I know you will do and be good at it.”

Nodding my head, I sent Hakeem a text message, if anybody could help me get inside a nice studio would be Keem. I needed to write some music out and express my feelings. I could do it as anonymous. I didn’t want the spotlight that came with it but maybe, I could touch the souls of other people with some relatable shit. Soon as we pulled up to my house, I pulled Kayori in for a tight hug thanking her for everything. I made my way to my room and flopped down on the bed then called Hakeem.

“What you want Mattea?” I smiled because now he was being funny.

“Where you at? I want to hang out, I need to get my mind off some shit and talk to you.” I looked at my nails and made a mental note to ask Kachella and Kayori if they wanted to have a girl’s day out tomorrow. My feet and nails were in desperate need to be done, the sight of them was cringeworthy.

“I guess I can change my plans. I had a little broad on the way but shit it’s rare that you call me on some bored shit.” I perked up, happy to get the hell out of the house. I had been laying low and sick the majority of the time of my pregnancy. I thought about reaching out to Ream, I thought about him and our last conversation a lot. I still couldn’t get over the fact that he knocked me up when we didn’t have sex that many times. I carried a life inside of me for three months, then got rid of it. This would be another skeleton in my closet I will never forget or get over. I was confused with my decision-making, the whole time I laid on that table going through the process, I felt that fear that Ream was talking about.

I feared seeing the life I had inside of me taken out of me. I feared how I would feel afterward and if it would have any effects on my body and mind. When the reality settled inside of me, I told those doctors to stop the procedure, but it had been too late. My baby had already been suctioned out. I needed to keep busy and forgive myself for what I had done because deep down it pained me. I tried to imagine myself with a kid and a baby daddy like Ream. I even wondered what type of father he would have been. I opted out on telling Hakeem what I did over the phone, I wanted to see his facial expression. Touching my stomach, I felt empty inside. When I was pregnant, I felt full like I could tell the difference. When I caught myself looking in the mirror while being pregnant and touching my stomach. I sped the process up on making an appointment because I didn’t want to bond with the baby that was inside of me. That would complicate and make things harder for me to go through with getting rid of it.

What I did know about pregnancy was it was hell. I lost thirty pounds from not being able to eat properly without throwing the shit right back up. I would lay in bed all day sick as a dog, it felt like I was hiding from the world while trying to pick my brain on who I truly was. When I looked in the mirror, I saw a beautiful dark skin tall woman with gray eyes, yet I didn’t know my purpose in life. I wanted to find that purpose so bad and embrace it. I knew I shouldn’t have been trying to get out of the house on the same day as my abortion. I would be bleeding heavy soon and the hard cramps of my period coming on would also fall through. I just couldn’t be concealed behind these four walls of my room. I also didn’t want to deal with Kayori and my dad bothering me asking me questions to see where my head was.

“You must be over there thinking,” Hakeem chuckled. “Be ready in the next hour.” He hung up in my face as I laid my head back down, I felt the tears running down the sides of my face and into my ears. Ream’s face popped up in my head and I found myself wondering what or who he was doing. I needed to get a grip over myself, I had no plans of reconnecting with Ream. Unless it was truly meant to be, and the universe aligned us in the future.

After taking a thirty-minute shower, I wrapped my towel tight around me and got some Eco gel and slicked all my wild untamed wavy hair into a high ponytail. I did my baby hairs and sprayed some leave-in conditioner spray to tighten up my curls. I decided on wearing some big bamboo earrings along with my Cuban link chain and bracelet. Since I had lost so much weight, I picked out a pair of low-waist jeans that now fit baggy but was perfect for the look I was trying to achieve. I looked through my closet for five minutes to decide which shirt, I wanted to wear with my jeans.