Victoria Greene

Tears

Another two days came and went and my son was still not in my arms. Charles still refused to negotiate with Dr. Narcisse for my son. I regretted ever going back to him and I hated myself for failing my son. I was alone in the apartment, whilst Charles was meeting with his associates to try and find Joseph. The phone rang and I hesitated for a while before I picked it up.

"Hello". I said wiping my tears.

"Ms. Victoria Greene". A man with a strange accent said.

"Yes". I said furrowing my brows.

"I want you to hear something". He said and then there was a little shuffling before I heard my baby's wails.

"Oh my God Joseph. Please bring him back to me I'll do anything". I cried.

"We have run out of milk for the little boy. Tell me how long do you think a five-month-old baby can survive without eating". He said and I felt my stomach drop.

"No no no no, please. I'll do anything please my baby". I cried.

"You going to have to come to where I am so you can feed him". He said and I nodded.

"Okay". I said and he told me the address. The apartment was flooded with security and I needed to find a way out. Since I worked as a maid I knew all the secret exits and I pretended to be bathing as I turned the tap on sneaking out from a secret door. I took a cab and arrived at the address. It was an old building and I walked into it and was met by a burly man.

"Dr. Narcisse would like to see you". He said leading me into a room. When I walked into the room, it was different from the rest of the building and seemed like it was in a five-star hotel.

"Ms. Greene". That familiar voice said and I turned and saw a brown-skinned man dressed in an expensive-looking suit.

"You may sit". He said and the burly man gently sat me next to Dr. Narcisse.

"Where's my baby?". I said.

"Clare". He said as a woman who looked to be around my age walked in holding my son. I attempted to jump to get him but I was held back.

"Please". I begged and he gestured for her to leave.

"No please Joseph". I cried.

"You will be allowed to bond with your son later but now I want us to talk". He said as he took a seat next to me.

"Now I want to know is so special about you mm". He said as he got closer to me making me move back.

"Luciano has had a lot of women but he chooses to breed with you and you allow him". I could tell that I was getting upset.

"Only fifty years ago he would have bought you in a Sunday auction. Now you decide to give to him willingly". He said as his hand made its way under my skirt.

"Please". I cried.

"Oh, you are willing to give it to that filthy Italian and not your own kind". He said and I shook my head as tears rolled down my cheeks.

"Women like you are the reason why the n***o race cannot prosper". He said as he entered his finger inside of me and I cried.

"Breeding for the enemy, what is your son. A n***o, a woo, mulatto what is he?". He said fingering me as I continued crying. He pulled his fingers from me and licked them.

" Now I know why they call Luciano, Lucky". He said laughing before we heard a commotion outside the door before it was kicked down and revealed Charles pointing a gun. I breathed a sigh of relief when paying my cab fee I slipped a note in my bills hoping the driver would see it. He clearly did because Charles knew where I was.

"Well well, its a family reunion". Narcisse said.

"Let them go this is between ya and me". Charles said.

"This goes way beyond than drug dealing territory". He said.

"You f*cking Italians come here and take our territory and take our women". He continued.

"Your women, which woman did I take from ya?". Charles asked.

"You know what I mean". He said.

"I don't blame you for wanting her, I personally had a taste of her...". Narcisse said and was interrupted by a gunshot.

One of Charles's bodyguards rushed in to get me. He took me out the back door as I kicked and screamed trying to get in and get my son. All I could hear was gunshots as I was put in a car and driven away and back to the apartment. I tried fighting to get to my son but they were too strong. The thirty minutes in the apartment were the longest of my life. The door opened and Charles walked inside with Joseph in his arms. I ran to him opening my arms.

"My baby, my baby". I said frantically taking him into my arms and held him.

"I will never let you go". I said kissing him all over.

"I'm so sorry baby". I said rocking him and Charles hugged us.

"I'll never leave ya". He said kissing my forehead before kissing Joseph and in that moment I felt like I had my family together.