She's My Queen

This is the sequel to He's My Killer. Do not read unless you read the first book or you will be confused. This story is a bwwm (black woman and white man) romance novel.  Those who've read the first book, I hope you enjoyed it and get prepared for this story. Carter and Tiana's story is just beginning and I will warn you now that this book will be more intense than the first book.  Please do me a favor and share this story. Thank you!  **** A Week Later       CAMILLE "Turn off here." I directed the driver. I inhaled slowly while looking outside as we drove past the nice connected homes. The single path we drove along was stoned as well. When I noticed we got close to my destination, I stopped him here. I payed him off and when he drove off, I walked further down the stone street.  Carter was frustrated that he couldn't come but I told him to just be patient. He was stressing as while healing and that was a bad thing. When the doctor told us the bullet almost pierced his heart, I broke down. I wouldn't know what I would've done without my brother. I also became upset when Tiana just left and took my niece with her. What happened shouldn't mean he can not see his daughter. I understood my brother's reasons on why and I understood why Tiana felt the way she did. Despite everything, that was her father. She didn't him to die just like she didn't want her mother to. I sometimes do not understand Tiana. It's like she has one foot in our reckless lifestyle and on foot out. It can't be both ways. One side only. Kill or be killed. It is how it is. But no one can make the choice for her. I stopped in front of two double brown doors and I took out my phone, going to messages to see if I have the right address. I did.          I knocked on the door and pressed the buzzer once. After a moment of waiting, the sound of the locks clicks and a chain moving alerted me and I felt my palms sweat. The door opened and I was not at all surprised at her facial expression. "How are you, Tiana?" I spoke first. There was dark circles under her eyes and her face was puffy. Her hair was wild and she had on baggy clothes. She exhaled an exhausting breath before moving to the side to let me in. I walked inside and she closed the door and locked it. She walked past me and I followed her into the living room and a smile formed on my lips when I saw my little niece laying on the couch with pillows around her, wide awake, looking around with those pretty eyes while she sucked on the pacifier. I looked towards Tiana and she sat on the opposite couch and she nods her head when she sees that I want to hold the little princess. Instantly, I sat down and reached for her and she looked at me with wondrous eyes. "Hi, princess." I cooed and she made muffled baby noises. She was almost two weeks old and I noticed she has a lot of hair. Now a bit dark than blonde but she still has those blonde baby hairs. I cradled her and I looked in Tiana's direction and my smile turns into a frown when I notice she's looking off and playing with the silver band on her ring finger. "Tiana?" Her gaze met mine and when she noticed I witnessed her fiddling with the ring, she stopped immediately and intertwined her fingers. She exhaled a soft breath and forced a smile. "I'm sorry I called you here. I don't know why." Her voice raspy and it only made my frown deeper. "What's going on with you, Tiana?" That forced smile she kept on her face was now starting to agitate me. I didn't like the pretend. She called me over here and I was going to figure out how to help and try to understand her. Silence fell between us as I waited for an answer. Then out of nowhere, she starts to cry. Her hands covering her face, her shoulders shook as she cried silently. I stood to my feet with Cariana and walked over to take a seat by her. I held Cariana with one hand and rubbed Tiana's back with the other. I gave her a moment to get herself together. After a while, she calmed down and wiped her face of tears but it was no use do to more escaping her eyes. "I-I'm sorry." Her voice coming out in a whisper. "You have nothing to be sorry for." I say. She shook her head. "No," Her voice broke. "This lifestyle isn't for me." She sniffed. I kept quiet because she wasn't done there. "I know that it makes me look weak but...." she paused. "I just couldn't let Carter do it. Despite what my dad did, something inside me said no. I thought he'd listen to me when I asked him but he didn't. He shot him anyway and it hurts that he got me out of the way." She sniffed tearfully. Sighing, I looked down at Cariana. "My brother is so in love with you, Tiana that he'll do anything for you. But he also has a responsibility and one thing he's learned from our no good father is to cut down a threat like a weed before it grows. You're father had no care for Cariana. Why would you care for a man who'd want no parts of his grandchild but his daughter only. It makes no sense." I say, hoping she's getting what I'm saying. She closed her eyes and shook her head. Her face went tight because she knew I was right. Running her fingers through her hair, she opened her eyes. "I know." She breathed shakily. I took my hand away from her back and lifted the little princess up and kissed her cheek before handing her to Tiana. She kissed Cariana's head and pressed her forehead against hers. "I wasn't going to keep him from his daughter. I would never ever do that. I just...I just had to get away." She whispers, cradling Cariana in her arms. I nod, understanding. "Call him, Tiana. That's all he wants." I saw her close hers as if in pain and I sighed, hoping she'll do it. A week for him was horrible because he could do nothing but think about Tiana. My brothers in physical and emotional pain as we speak. She nods and I stood to my feet. "Take care, Tiana." I say and she nods, not saying a word. I felt bad for both of them. I walked towards the door and looked back at her. She cradled Cariana tight but not too tight. A sad look formed upon my face and I turned back around and walked out the door, locking it behind me. I stopped in my tracks when I saw my own brother standing in front of the home with a black hoodie on. Though it's been a week, he has a five o'clock shadow. My heart pained when I saw the firm look on his face. He tries so hard to cover up what he truly feels and I don't judge him. He's tired and angry. Within the week, Cartron has found a way to slip out the hospital with the help of some of his men. Tiana's father was still in a coma and Carter had paid the doctors to make sure he is the first to know if any signs of waking occur. When mother told Carter Tiana left, she meant used some of the money that was in the back bag in case of emergency and found a home not to far from the center of the Venice, the city of Italy. He exhaled a long breath and looked me in my eyes. "How is she?" "Exhausted. I thought I told you to let me handle it." I say softly. "Not to be rude, little sister, but it's not your business to handle." He replies. "I know that but if she sees you now, she will only force herself back in her corner. I don't know all that she feels right now but she did say this. She will never keep Cariana away from you." He sighed, again. "This is fucking..." he trailed off, the anger rising within him then suddenly, he calmed down. "Alright." He said, defeated. He turned back and I followed him to the car. I got in the passenger side and Carter the driver's side. He started up the car and before he drove off, he glanced over and stared at the doors. Blowing out air through his mouth, Carter drove off. CARTER After dropping Camille off at the hotel with Ace, I drove around the city deep in my thoughts. My chest aches and not from the bullet that almost cost me my life. If it wasn't for Tiana, I'd probably be dead. But that's not what I'm really thinking about. Tiana. My stubborn Queen. It's been a week and it felt much longer than that. I missed my daughter and I hadn't physically bonded with her since I held her in my arms when she was first born. I missed Tiana and I didn't give a fvck if it made me sound sappy. I love that woman despite her hard head ness and stubbornness. All I want for is to be safe. That was the whole fvcking point of sending her off and she came back anyway. My grip on the steering wheel went tight as I thought about everything. Everything I do is for Cari and herself. Why does she have to be fvcking difficult and go against my say. I don't give orders for no reason. I told her to take Cariana and leave. I was going to find them when I was done ending my twisted father and now her's. But it went different and everything is fvcking worse. Cartron escaped the fvcking hospital with help because there was no way he could have left out by himself. I swear I was going to find the bastard and not hesitate to kill him. Bullet between the head. I was done be fvcking patient and nice. No more hesitating and no more guards down. Things were going to be different and the start is keeping Tiana out of my lifestyle for good this time. __________ Thoughts on Tiana, Carter, and Camille? Opinions?