The Boogie Man: A Mafia tale

His Queen

During lunch, Michelle called me and told me she saw and heard everything. “Girl you should have seen Kendrick, he looked like he saw a ghost. I cancelled your evening patients, I made the decision that you should start slow with half days, and your patients agreed.”

After eating Nate and I took a stroll in the park, I stepped away to take a call for work and on my way back I see a group of college girls approaching Nate for an autograph giggling like some hyenas.

“Are you single?”

“Can I give you my number?”

He just smiled and nodded and continue to sign the papers. They are young, beautiful and scar free, reality is setting in again. My insecurities stop me from walking over and embarrassing myself. What was I thinking, I am just a bucket list, African American cougar; I am just the forbidden fruit?

“O my, I cannot believe we are actually talking to you. Will you sign my breast?” His smile fades away, “I am sorry, I do not think my woman would appreciate that.” Then his ocean filled eyes find me, he walks over like a panther stalks his prey. He holds the back of neck and rubs his thumb over my scar.

“I have a game Sunday; I need you there.” I can hear the girls behind him, talking about how I do not deserve him, and what does he see in me. I reach up on my tip toes and brush my lips across his’.

“I would not miss it for the world.” Then he ravishes my mouth, taking the air from my lungs, I politely stick a bird at the girls.

He chuckles and it makes my walls in clench, “Thank you, I want to see more of that attitude. He tore you down, I will build you up. You will be my queen.”

“I must warn you; I have only been with him. I am not used to this or anyone else. I just do not want you to lose out on your youth for me; I cannot promise you kids because of my age. I do not party or live the wildlife that you should be doing at your age before you have to settle down.”

“Do not tell me what I should be doing, or what I should want. You do not know me; I am not like anyone you have seen. I am not living this life to experience anything. I am making my moves in preparation for my life back home. You will eventually, see, and hear things about me that you will not like or agree with. But this is who I am, and you will accept that because I finally have you and I am not letting you go.”

“So, basically you are not giving me a choice in the matter?”

“No, I gave you your space and watched you from afar, waiting to see if our fate is meant to be so.”

“What do you mean you watched me!” I tried to step back, and he grabbed my waste.

“Do not ever do that again. I have been admiring and wanting to take you since I first saw you entering your brother’s dorm. But you were with him, I tried to get over you, and I could not.” This should be sweet, but it is scary, I try to make myself leave especially with all the warning bells going off in my head. But I cannot, I feel a pull to him that I cannot explain. I see darkness in his eyes, I can feel his dangerous aura, but I want it all. I am tired of playing it safe, being the good girl. I did all of that and look where I am.

“Then take me.”