Roses are Red ( Book 2 )

Three Sides To A Story

ShaMilla

Time flies when your having fun. That's all I could say about these past few weeks. Keeping Jamir in line and watching out for Rinda, was becoming tiresome, but It had to be done . I enjoyed my little " outings " even though I came back empty handed .

I adjusted the many rings that adored my fingers, getting more comfortable in my seat . I dressed things up for my home coming . I wore an entire lace catsuit, that curled around every curve, hinting at my most soft places . I wore a thong underneath . No b*a, just pasties, and a deep plunge in the back that followed my spine, stopping just before my juicy booty . I had on my Tom Ford Heels and a small loui wrist purse . Not to mention the dazzling tiffany bracelets dangling on my wrists . Over the top I know.

I was absolutely showboating but, it was a must . Here in Seattle, nothing less was expected of me . I spent most of my life in high society and the lather in these streets. I lost everyone and everything, I ever cared about, at the age of 17 . I hit the streets running . Learning as I went and applying my many skills in every situation . I turned my entire situation around by myself. Memories haunted me every now and again. Especially whenever I came back but, this wasn't about me .

I took the jet to Seattle in order to follow up on the list . Unfortunately, Despite my attempts, I couldn't keep Jamir still. He continued to make his own moves and we decided to split the list as the search continues. It was fine by me, since I work better alone but, I still wanted to watch out for him .

Jamir was a good guy at heart but he's done some horrible things . Things that stain your hands, no matter how hard you try to wash it off . That type of violence, starts a battle inside. Makes you contemplate whether your a good person or not. s**t, we all have done some dirt but, I don't dwell on s**t I can't change . Mir's always been running from his past.

I saw a change in him with Rose . I saw him forgiving himself. Jamir thought if he only harmed the sin filled people, then maybe he could wash away his past . She made him want to be better and that's something I could never do . I've given Jamir advice time after time but, my words never seemed to hit home . With all her questions and her smart a*s mouth. Rose forced him to face his demons . That's why I had to find her .

All our leads were coming up dead and on the eve of Halloween, Seattle was thicke with night life . I mentally prepared myself for what I was getting into . The jet descended as the usual announcements came on . I tuned it out, looking out the window as we coaxed into the hangar . The flight attendant approached me but I waved her off, not wanting my thoughts to be interrupted.

I told no one I was coming to Seattle and I had a feeling some s**t was about to go down. I exited the jet leisurely descending the steps, and heading for the parked car . " Good to see you Ms. Carter." Spoke my driver for the night, as he opened the door to the sleek Audi. I nodded slightly in his direction, getting inside . We left the private hanger, and drove through the airport, but before we could get far, I let down the screen that separated us .

" I'm not going home ." I told him as he caught my eye . After a few minutes, we pulled into an ally a couple of miles away. We parked next to a storage hold I owned .

I waited for him to open my door, before stepping out and going over to my storage hold .

I undid the latch, and threw the shudders up . I sighed a little, seeing my sleek motorcycle still in its place. Spotless and oily black . I trailed my fingers across the expensive leather, slightly wishing someone dared to take it . I mean I didn't even lock it up .

" I guess no pre game then. " I thought to myself, straddling the bike and kicking it into life . The engine roared . Growing louder and louder, as I toyed with the gas . " Will that be all Ms. Carter." said my driver, who had been standing by the Audi the whole time . I didn't answer. I pulled out my ray band biker shades and leaned forward, knocking away the kick stand and speeding out . I sharply missed the vehicle, speeding off into the night .

I felt elated as the harsh winds ripped at my clothing. I felt everything through the lace as a smile crept on my face . I hadn't rode like this in awhile and it felt good to let lose just a little . I took the long way to my underground organization. Most refer to it as a g**g and I didn't care what they called it . Long as people knew I run s**t .

At one point " The Titans " ripped this city to shreds and I was forced to play a part in it . After years of servitude, I turned on the leaders, taking over the Titans and slaughtering anyone that stood in my way . I left dozens of bodies in my wake and there were barely any originals left but, those that remain knew not to f**k with me . I kept it G and spared the remaining, since all I ever wanted was freedom. People heard about me and my deeds and with that came new found respect. I earned that and they best not forget it .

The massive warehouse was located on the outskirts of the city . Hardly no traffic and even less street lights. The warehouse seemed eerily quiet, with no indication of life behind the doors . I parked around the back of the warehouse, taking the secret entrance only I knew of . There was an old sewage tunnel, big enough to walk through but, hidden in the thickness of some bushes .

After a few moments of darkness, I stretched my hands out in front of me . I felt the coolness of the metal door, once I made it to the end . I knocked twice, then paused briefly before rapidly knocking three more times . I heard the bolts unlock one by one, before pushing my way in . I stepped into the threshold of my lavish office. The tunnel illuminated as the bright lights filled the darkness. The door was actually a painting and I closed it tightly as the bolts resettled .

I checked my surroundings seeing everything neat, just as I left it . My high tech desk with built in touch sensitive computers to my left and the many file cabinets off to the side . A large flat screen, embedded in the wall . The lights were motion detection, so my office light up the more I moved around . I hadn't been here in years . I ran the organization from a far, since I never liked feeling tied down.

Switching over to my desk, My fingers performed a familiar task all too well . Shortly after the flat screen turned on . I walked over inspecting the feed . I sighed with relief peering over my frames and seeing a young boy tinkering away in his room . Nodding to myself I went over to the desk to turn it off . I unlocked the doors and headed out, stepping into a plain hallway, and following it deeper into the facility.

Despite the trap house outside appearance, my warehouse was the epitome of elegance. Being as it's a reflection of me after all . I made it inside the main dwelling area . Filled with bars and large tvs on the walls . A few socialites were chilling in here . Smoking, shooting up, or sniffing in the privacy of the area . I moved through the lingering eyes as each fell on my moving figure. Some stared with awe and others with envy . I could careless about these bottom feeders.

I slid through a side door, entering the product lines . n***d beauties counted my money and bagged my product. The guards nodded as I past through. The only sounds were the money machines and the moving workers . Finally, I was at the back of the warehouse and I came face to face with my second hand .

Arnold was a fragile man . Cacausion, taller than me but short none the same . Fear seemed to ooze from him, but I liked him that way . I knew he wouldn't cross me, since he was a coward. " Mee..Meanor . " He stammered as I looked him over . " We weren't expecting you ." He explained, standing in front of the Vault doors . The vault is where we held our meetings. There was only one way in and out, and no guns or weapons were allowed past this point. I created this area so that I could speak with other " g**g leaders" and my connects in a calm setting. No one looking over their shoulder and everyone paying attention to me . I was not to be messed with and at the moment I was pissed .

" Why are the doors closed Arnold." I questioned him narrowing my eyes-under the shades . I saw him gulp as he rubbed his hands together.

" theresameetinggoingon...." he rushed out under his breath avoiding my piercing gaze . " WHAT ." I demanded, f**k all that mumbling .

" There's a meeting going on between the leaders . " he finished, still not looking at me . I was getting sick of this s**t . My hand snapped out gripping his face hard . I scrunched it in my grip, digging my expensive manicure in his flesh . " who called it ." I demanded in a low menacing voice. Forcing him to meet my eyes . " Greyson." He spoke awkwardly in my grip . I kissed my teeth mushing him back as I rolled my eyes under my shades.

I looked over to one of my men guarding the room . " you !" I called out to him . " Give me a g*n ." I ordered as Arnold's eyes grew wide . The guard walked over handing me a glock and I took it from him, taking the safety off and c*****g it . I slid it inside my wrist purse .

" open the door ." I commanded, taking off my shades . Without any further words, the guards twisted the locking mechanism, and opened the doors . Voices drifted outside as I stepped forward, ordering the doors closed behind me . I entered seeing the elongated table with powerful men on the sides . My eyes drifted over six flesh bags . Seated across one another evenly. The chatter died into silence as my heels took over, echoing out as I headed to the very end . The power seat, where Greyson stood, clearly leading the betrayal.

I noticed a badly beaten man, tied down to a chair in the corner of the room . His body shook and quivered on it's own from his wounds, and his eyes and mouth were duck taped brutally closed . He could barely breathe even through his nose . I shook my head, pitching the bridge of my nose as I stood a few inches from Greyson.

He turned towards me with a fake a*s smile . " Meanor ! Your presence is always a joy, yet unexpected. Let me finish up here and we can properly welcome you back ." He quickly rushed out . " What is this ." I questioned, my voice tight as I eyed him . " We were just handling a slight problem. Right fellas" he summed up, searching his comrades for aid . They remained quiet but nodded slightly.

I stepped forward, and Greyson flinched alittle but, I moved past him . " A problem ? And I wasn't summoned for the meeting. Hmmmm ..." I processed out loud . " A small one . Minute ." Fumbled Greyson as I straddle the weakened prisoner. He jumped, panicking as I shushed him, calming him back to his broken shakes and quivers.

I dug my thumbs up under the tape . Making him flinch away in pain . Sliding it down painfully, his mouth was revealed. He gasped for air, sobbing . I noted His breath was foul . I hugged him resting my arms over the back of the chair and bringing my lips to his ears . " In three words . Tell me what happened." I commanded, in a whisper on he could hear.

" We have everything under control here Meanor ." Stressed Greyson, growing tense . I Squeezed the man a little. " Tick Tock ." I urged sitting up . " Greyson Framed Me." He croaked .

" why, you little worm ! How dare you lie on my name . " barked Greyson . I chuckled under my breath as Greyson continued to spew lies . " We found this worm stealing money from us ! " he announced as I raised an eyebrow, untying the accused. " how did you find out ?" I asked, helping him stand . I kept his eyes covered and his arms tied but his mouth was free .

" Caught him red handed . " boasted Greyson, before I silenced him with a look . Turning to my new guest. I placed a hand on his shoulder. " Explain . " I commanded. He nodded, wetting his lips . " I... I first noticed the money missing. " he began as Greyson strode forward towards us . I side stepped in between the two . I dared him to approach but, he knew better .

" We have been bringing in more and more money but, nothing showed on the books . I told Greyson about it but, he told not to worry ." Said the man, more confident now . " I knew you would want answers, so I dug into things and found the person ...." he summed up my thoughts exactly.

My arms were slacked at my sides, as my eyes wandered around the room . Each individual looked as if they had something to hide . The main thing was, how they seemed to be looking to Greyson for guidance. Not me . We spoke the name at the same time . " Greyson ." We said in unison.

" Now hold on a sec Milla." He rambled as my head tilted hearing my government in his mouth . I dropped the bag, leveling the g*n at Greyson . " A weapon in the vault !!!" The others gasped feeling uneasy . Their eyes darting to the locked doors . One way out . One way in .

" Betrayal Greyson " I shook my head. " tsk tsk tsk " my mouth went on as he pleaded with me . " Meanor, you have to believe me . I'm your right hand . " begged Greyson . " Trust me . "

" Trust you !?" I recanted, my voice rising as my face scrunched into an ice cold mug . I quickly turned firing off, killing every man seated . " I trust no one . " I spoke blowing off the smoking g*n . Greyson lunged as I switched the g*n in my grip, using it as a renegade weapon. I boxed him square in the nose upwards. Crushing his nose into his skull . I stepped back, just before his body hit the ground, and his blood leaked out .

Checking my outfit for damage, I sighed with relief seeing Myself spotless . Arthur and my guards rushed in, pausing at the scene before them . " Ms. Demeanor ." Gaped Arnold as I eyed him, making my way over to the the frail man . Arms still tied and balled up in the corner, far away . " What have you done ." continued Arnold, as I squatted down and untied the young man .

" Could you find someone for me ?" I asked him, peeling the tape from his eyes . He grunted in pain, batting his eyes as they adjusted to the lights . His eyes widened, seeing the bodies being cleared and the room being clean, with no questions asked . All once powerful men, now dripping all over my floors . " Quickly now ." I snapped tapping my foot and crossing my arms . " Yes . I can find someone . Anyone." He stammered as I nodded walking closer to his side . I looped our arms together.

"Her name is Rosalina and I think she's in this city ....."

Jamir

I scrolled through the imagery displayed on my phone . Not really understanding what I read but, trying to . I'm not sure what moved me to download this app but, I found myself scrolling every hour or so . The app told me my child should be forming fingers and toes . Maybe Rose's eyes and my nose . I felt that numbness tugging at me but, I ignored it . I thought of a daughter with her hair or a son with my height .

" What are you doing here ?" Said Elise, breaking me from my thoughts as she came into the room . She was basic as f**k, dressed as a rabbit for Halloween. I ignored her sliding my phone back into my pocket. I came to the shop to check on things . To make sure my wife had something to come home to .

I stood up from the desk preparing to leave. I didn't want any extra contact with E . If it wasn't necessary, then she could stay away from me for all I cared .

She stepped in front of me . Eyeing me from her small height. " What happened to you J" she asked, abandoning her first question as I rolled my eyes . " I don't know what your talking about ." I dead panned her, going for the door .

Elise stepped in front of me . " Bullshit! " she spat, blocking my exit . I could move her out of my way easily. I itched to mush her little a*s away, but refrained from that state of mind . I just looked at her as her eyes searched for a man, I killed off a long time ago . " Your different and don't try to lie . " she went on, shifting her weight and poking out her hip .

" You act like you can't even be in a room with me and we have history Mir ." She said making me cringe. I balled my fist looking away . Who gave her the right to address me so personally. " That history's been dead and gone . You need to forget it and focus on this shop ." I warned her . She rolled her eyes, but didn't move out my way .

" So that's what you tell yourself ..." she stated, laughing to her self . " You might want to forget us ." She pointed to herself and I, stepping closer to me . My anger bubbled but I wouldn't let E get the best of me . " But you can't forget the things we did . " she mocked closing the distance between us slowly.

" Those nasty little things don't wash away Jamir" she whispered, trailing her fingers up my chest .

My hand flashed up, grabbing her wrist and ruffly pushing her back. She mugged me but her face quickly changed . She looked vindictive, evil in fact . " You think you and your little girlfriend will escape this lifestyle ?" She mocked me . " Does she even know you kill people for a living ?" She faked thinking that over before, chuckling and invading my space again .

Anger rolled off me in waves but, I kept my composure. I gritted my teeth, eyeing the doors . I wanted to leave and knew I should but, Elise words were getting the best of me . Regardless of how I felt about her, she knew me well at some point . " I bet little Rosie doesn't know you killed women and children, does she ?" She pried, raising and eyebrow. I froze and She caught it .

" Aaahhh ." She exaggerated surprise, raising her eyebrow. " You didn't tell her the gruesome details. " She stressed, growing angry . " Scared your girl gonna leave when she realizes she with a no good, " she taunted poking my chest. " Merciless, rotten. . ." She snapped growing louder. I reacted before I knew what I was doing .

My fingers wrapped tightly around her throat, flashing out quickly after her words . I felt numb all over, just anger at the truth of her words . More like madness taking over me . It felt good to react and not feel . To tune out the foul s**t and do something. " MURDER." Elise croaked, finishing her words as I blocked her windpipe.

I rose my arm, briefly picking her up from the ground . I almost smirked seeing her eyes bulge, with realization. I could kill her if I wanted to . I chuckled under my breath not really caring . I wasn't gonna continue sparing Elise . I squeezed a litte, smiling as she clawed for freedom to breathe .

" I don't think that's funny." said her voice, clear as day in my mind . I opened my hand and Elise dropped like a ton of bricks. Her body hit the ground hard but I wasn't in that room anymore. I searched my thoughts to make sure I wasn't tripping. Elise's coughing, brought me back to reality. Seeing her lying there trying to catch her breath made me feel horrible. " I guess you haven't changed at all ." She retorted. Her voice rasping up .

I just stared at her for a moment Feeling her words hit home . I haven't changed really. Just tried to convince myself that im better than the weapon I was made into . Without Rose, how will I stay focused on this new path . How will I know when I've gone too far . It's been weeks and I barely had any leads . It's been weeks and I'm not a step closer to finding her .

I owed it to Rose to find her by any means necessary. I just hope that she will still love me the way that I am . I wanted to change, craved it even . I never thought I could leave this behind me, until she placed that thought in my head . I stepped over Elise, finally taking my leave .

" You don't have to come back ." I spoke on my way out . My voice held no emotion . My mind was racing as I left the hustle and bustle of the shop . Charity tried to speak as I left but, I couldn't entertain her at the moment. I could have sworn I heard Rose speak to me in that office. I felt like I was losing myself in all this . I've never felt so " uncontrolled " .

I hurried over to my car, wanting to leave this area . Too many thoughts of Rose crowded me here . I promised Scilla I would trick or treat with her and I was eager to be in her calming presence. Sometimes when I was with her, I felt closer to my un born child . I was beginning to feel like myself again . I made my way to my car, parked futher from the shop . I pulled my phone out with my keys, about to call ShaMilla and see if she was back in yet . She left yesterday to finish her half of the list.

I heard a scream and my head snapped in that direction. It was getting late.... about 7:40 to be exact. So the street lights would be on soon as darkness thickened in the sky . I watched the alley to my left . I was sure I heard something. I shook my head and decided not to worry about it . I had enough on my plate .

" I thought you killed bad guys ...." said that voice again. I braced myself against the car . " Can't be ." I whispered to myself, bracing myself against the vehicle. I heard Rose like she was next to me . My conscience talking me through my mistakes. " Can't be ." I stated more firmly. I felt the numbness again as I turned towards the alley.

No . Madness, suited the feeling more than anything. Instead of ignoring it, I let it trickle through me . Feeling myself change into that old persona . Into the man I use to be . I felt no emotions or fear . I didn't even think of the voice as I shuffled down the alley . My footsteps hidden in estinto . The cool air nipped at my fingers . It was brick city in Detroit but, the long sleeved black turtle neck I wore kept the cold away . My beige cargo pants hid my g*n well but I knew I wouldn't need it . In my all black timbs, I stalked the bodies in my field of vision .

I was close enough to tell it was a man in a woman in a struggle but, quiet enough not to draw attention to myself. " GET OFF ME TONY!" Shouted the woman as I leaned into the shadows, watching from the wall . " b***h !" He snapped, backhanding her across the face . It wasn't enough to make me want to intervene but, they had my attention.

" When I say let's go, YOU MOVE !" He snapped, tugging her arm painfully for her to stand . I noticed then that she was cute but, a bruise was already forming on her cheek . She was crying at this point, still struggling against him . " I don't wanna do this anymore. Were done Tony, leave me alone !" She sobbed against him . I took that as an invitation.

" Let the girl go ." I demanded stepping up . The madness danced over me as I felt the need to do something. Anything. I couldn't find Rose but, at least I wasn't just sitting on my a*s . I felt the familiar blood l**t of finding a target. I assessed the situation and found a clear solution. " Mind your f*****g bidness aight !" He retorted, turning from me and reaching for her again . Shouldn't have done that .

With his back to me, I mouth " M O V E " to the girl . She didn't respond but I knew she read my lips . I kicked buddy hard in the back, launching him at the wall with force . Lil mama moved just in time for his body to crash into the wall and not her . The crash was hard but, he was able to scramble to a stand . " Mother fucker . " he sneered, pulling out a knife. My eyes locked on the weapon before, he lunged . I side stepped his advance and he hit the opposite wall behind me . I grabbed his arm, twisting his wrist in a painful direction. He cried out dropping the knife before I struck his back . Then his neck, then face, then...

" Stop...." cried the woman softly . My fist hovered over the unconscious target . I eyed her, seeing if she was a threat as well . Was this a set up or am I helping . " I just.., want to leave..." she hiccuped, pulling at her clothes. Her costume looked to be a genie but it was beyond dirty now . Even with that, I guess she was beautiful.