text: Dawn  Legers I Think I Am In Love With My Stalker.... 
   
   
   The Beginning 
   
   Hi, I am Rosaleana, call me Rose. I am twenty and I have a boring ass job that pays minimum wage. I have a shitty apartment in New York. I live in the hood because that’s all I can afford. I have brown hair and hazel eyes. I am 5’2 and thin. I have one best friend, Tyrie. We do everything together but my parents never liked her because she was a bad kid but what they don’t know is that I was behind all the shit we did together. 
   
   
    But it doesn’t matter if my parents don’t like her anymore because they kicked me out because I lost my virginity and got pregnant before I was married. Yeah, they are those kind of people. I was sixteen and once they found out they packed my shit for me and throw me out without a warning. I have never seen them after that and frankly I don’t want to ever see them. My daughter doesn’t need people like my parents in her life. I won’t ever raise her the way they raised me. I want the best for my baby girl and she will not have anything to do with them. (Until she in old enough to make that decision herself.) 
   
   
    “Hi Angle, how are you doing today?” I asked while walking into the day care that my daughter attends. “I am doing just fine and how are you Rose?” she asked politely smiling wide which showed all of her bright white teeth. “I am just great. I’m here to pick up my daughter and going to go over to my friends house. We are going to take our kids to the park today” I said even though she didn’t ask. “Awe how sweet. Well tell Tyrie that I said hi for me” she said. “I will. Did she inform you that I am going to be picking up Brenton today?” I asked because I don’t want there to be a fuse about me taking someone else’s child. “Yes, she just called about twenty minutes ago informing 
   
   
   informing me. Thank you for making sure” she said while I started to walk into the kids room to pick up Rebeca, but call her Becka, and Brenton. When I walked into the room I saw Becka and and Brenton playing with legos. 
   
   
   Awe I thought to myself. I smiled a huge smile and I bet I looked liked a weirdo because some of the kids gave me a weird look. I turned my head to find the teacher and sure enough she sitting at her desk on the computer. I walked over and signed my daughter and Brenton out. “Hi Mis. Ball. How are you doing today?” I asked trying to make small talk. “I am tired.  
   
   
    I’m ready to go home and jump in my bed” she said while smirking. “How are you Rose?” she asked. “I am just fine” I answered while giving her a half smile and turned around to get the babies. “Mommy” Becka shrieked while jumped up and hugging me. “Hey sweetie. Ready?” I asked while I kissing her head.  
   
   
    Yes!” she said very excitingly. I looked over at Brenton and picked him up. He is two and half years younger then Becka which makes Brenton one and half. Becka started to tickle his foot and he screamed while laughing. “Becka not in here. The kids are playing. We don’t want to be rude” I remind her and put Brenton’s coat on him and his shoes while Becka put her shoes on.  
   
   
    Benton yelled in my ear telling me that he is ready to go ASAP!  I looked over at him and he had a huge smile on his face. “You’re a brat” I commented and he just laughed and smiled bigger. I walked over to Becka to see if she was done putting on her shoes but of course she was trying to put them on the wrong feet. “Becka your shoes are on the wrong feet again” I informed her. She looked up at me with rosy red cheeks. She looked a little embarrassed and changed the shoes to the right feet right away. “Thank ma’am” she said while jumping up to her feet.  
   
   
    I took her by her hand and Brenton was in my arms and we walked out. When we got to the car Becka ran in front of me and I was about to scream her name when she opened the door for me to put Brenton in. “How helpful you are. Thank you baby” I said. She smiled the biggest smile and ran around the car to her side. I made sure she was buckled before I drove off and in no time we were at Tyrie’s house. I looked back and I saw both of them asleep. I got out of the car and closed my door quietly and walked up to Tryie’s  to get her. 
   
   
    I knocked a few times but there was no answer. That’s weird. She knew we were coming I thought to myself. She must have fallen asleep. I pulled out the keys to her house and was about to unlock the door when I noticed that the was cracked. Okay now thats weird. She wouldn’t leaves her door unlocked or even leave it open I thought. I started to get worried and I slowly opened the door and there was a huge mess in the living room.  
   
   
    The chairs looked like they where thrown across the room and the plants were tips over. The couch was moved. My eyes began to widen because this doesn’t look good. I walked back to the door and looked out to see if the kids was still asleep and they were. “Just in case” I said to myself and locked the car. I walked through the living room and right into the dinning room where the chairs where moved and the table was also moved a little. Tears began to fill my eyes because  this looks like a crime scene. Her house wouldn’t look like this other wise. 
   
   
    I walked up stairs and into her bedroom. When I opened her door her bed was messed up. I looked over to her bathroom and it cracked open. The light was on and I walked over to it and before I even looked in I knew I would regret what I would see. I pushed the door opened enough that I could peek in but there was something in the way. “Tyrie?” I said softly to see if she is blocking the door. She didn’t answer me so I shoved the door and when I peaked my head in I saw the most horrifying scene.  
   
   
    Her body was up against the door and there was blood all over the bathroom. She was stabbed a least ten times. I screamed and ran out of the bathroom and down the stairs and out the front door. I jumped in the car and took off. When I got home I took the kids out of the car and sat them down to watch some T.V. I picked up my phone to call the cops. They answered and I told them what I saw and her address. They said that they would send someone down to talk to me and I told them my address.  
   
   
    I waited for the police to show up and sure enough a hour later they did. “Ma’am, are you Rosaleana?” one of the officers said. “Yes I am her. Do you guys have any leads yet?” I asked with tears stinging the back of my eyes. “Not yet but we were hoping you would know something” one officer asked while the other one looked through my front door and saw that Tyrie’s son was with me. “Isn’t that Tyrie’s son?” he asked. 
   
   
    “Yes. I picked him up while I was picking up my daughter from daycare. Tyrie and I was going to take them to the park today to play” I said in a shaky voice and hearing the officer say her name made me cry and when I said her name I cried even harder. “I’m sorry” I said for crying. “No need to apologize” the first officer said. I nodded my head in responds because I was trying to pull myself together. “So what is going to happen to Brenton?” I asked with concern. 
   
   
    “We can’t make that decision but here in a little bit foster care workers will come and talk to you but right now lets stay focus on the crime. Do you know anyone that would want to hurt Tyrie?” the second officer asked. It took a few minutes because almost everyone loved Tyrie. She was a nice, sweet, caring person but then it hit me. “The baby daddy” I said. “The baby daddy” both of the officers asked while looked at me so I explained the issue with the baby daddy. “He was mad at her because she refused to let Brenton go and stay the night with him.  
   
   
    He said he was going to get her back but I didn’t know that he would go as far as killing her” I said. “And what is this baby daddy’s name?” The first officer, Dave, asked. “Robert” I said. “Okay and is there anyone else that might be angry with Tyrie?” The second Officer, Roger, asked. “Um…..her parents ever liked her. They said they wished they never had a daughter like her and Tyrie hit her mom across the face and her mother said that she would get her back” I said. “okay and is that all? 
   
   
    Anyone else?” Roger asked. I can’t think of anyone else” I reassured them. “Here my office number. If you remember anything please call” Dave said while handing me a white card. “Okay I will” I said while I forced a small smile on my face. He nodded and walked back to his car. When they drove off, I walked back inside and sat down on the couch next to the kids.  
   
     
   
   
   
   The Foster Workers 
   
   I heard a knock at the front door and I jumped up from the dinning table. I just got done cooking and everyone was eating. “Hello” I greeted a man and a female when I opened the door. “Hello. Are you Rosaleana?” The Female said. “Yes I am her” I answered. “Hello I am Jessica” She introduced herself while shacking my hand.  
   
   
    “Nice to meet you” I said sweetly. I looked over at the man and he took me by the hand and shook it. “I am Tyler” he said. “Hello. Nice to meet you” I said greeting him too. “So lets get down to business shall we?” Jessica asked. “Oh yes please” I said while stepping outside and shutting the door behind me. 
   
   
    “I don’t want to have this convocation around my child and Brenton” I said trying to explain why I didn’t invite them inside. “I understand but you know that I need to talk to Brenton” Tyler said. “How?” I asked. “He is one and half and he doesn’t know how to talk” I told him. “Oh well then never mind I will just need to take a look at him and ask you a few questions about him and what you think is best for him” he said. “Why me?” I asked while looking up at him.  
   
   
    “Because in Tyrie’s will you are the godmother and Kyle is the godfather. Do you know a Kyle?” Jessica asked me. “No I don’t believe so” I said shocked because I can’t get over the thought that I was the godmother. I never knew that I thought to myself. “Yes and our first question is, do you want to keep him here with you?” Tyler asked. “Oh yes.” I said reassuring them that I do want to have custody of Brenton. 
   
   
    “Okay perfect and do you have enough space for him?” Jessica asked. “I can move him into my room and I can have the living room?” I said but kind of asking to make sure if that was alright. “okay perfect and what about money?” Jessica asked. “What about money?” I asked back. 
   
   
    “Do you have enough money to provide for two children?” Tyler asked. “Oh umm…I make money at work…but I can get on food stamps?” I asked. “That sounds good” Tyler said while looking over at Jessica so make sure that this will work. She nodded her head in agreement. “Oh and almost forgot, Tyrie left 100,000 dollars for you to take good care of Brenton. My eyes went big and I was in awe. “WOW!”  
   
   
    Is all I could say. “Thank you” I said while they handed my a big back full of money. “Now all we have to do is look around the house and we will be doing a back ground check on you and you will take a piss test one a month. You will not know when though. It will be a surprise” she said while walking up to my front door and walking in. “Okay” I agreed.  
   
   
   
   Publication Date: October 1st 2017 https://www.bookrix.com/-dta5d3c3a1b1c95