Chapter 19
Garrus Whyte
Isolation
“Hey Brittany. Sorry to keep calling. Just wanted to check in, and see how my son is doing,” I said, with the phone glued to my ear, talking to my oldest son’s wife.
She called me a few months ago, telling me that Garrus Jr. was having a hard time coping, and dealing with his mother’s death.
She said that he’s been drinking, which was shocking because none of my kids drank, or did drugs.
They didn’t even socially drink. What really had her reaching out to me a few months ago was that he’d come home drunk one night, and he started blurting out stuff, and one of the things that he told her, alarmed her.
Since I was the only living parent that he had left, she called me.
She reached out to tell me that Garrus Jr. told her that he’d gone to Dionne’s warehouse to kill her, but he was bum- rushed by her father, who in turn, almost killed his ass.
I didn’t have a relationship with Dionne anymore, didn’t check up on her, followed her on social media, none of the things that I used to do in the past, so I didn’t even know that her father had been released from prison.
I wasn’t sure if my son knew what he was talking about, so I looked up her father, and sure enough, he was released months ago.
I knew that Dionne’s dad had been in prison for murder, so my son going after Dionne, trying to start problems with her wasn’t good for him.
I flew out so that I could go and be with my son, just wanting to talk to him, and when I came over, he was in rare form, wanting to kill me for coming to his house.
All in all, I just wanted to go over there to look him in his eyes and tell him to leave Dionne alone because she had people in her corner that would kill his ass.
He took heed to the message, but Brittany would still call me and let me know that the drinking was getting out of control.
“Hey Garrus. He’s okay. Just sleeping right now.
He took my phone the other day, and he went through it.
He saw that I’ve been talking to you, and he got angry.
Can you please just do me a favor? Our marriage is tough enough as it is, and I’m not trying to bring more problems into it.
Just please try not to reach out to me anymore.
If something serious happens with him, I’ll call you,” she stated, and she didn’t even give me a moment to respond because she hung the phone up on me.
I tossed the phone down on my office desk, and I released an annoyed breath. I was home, in my office, and the house was depressingly quiet.
My life hasn’t been the same these days.
Truth be told, the day that Allison went to the restaurant to shoot Dionne, I felt like my life has been going downhill since.
That same night, Allison was arrested and held without bond.
I lost out on a relationship with my children that very same day.
Selfishly, I thought that after what happened, Dionne and I would finally have our chance to have a relationship, only to find out that she didn’t want shit to do with me.
I chased that woman down for months, trying to get her to rekindle things with me.
She moved on, and I’ll admit that that was tough on me.
I got myself into some mess, going after her dog, dealing with Dionne’s man, who almost kill me, and robbed me out of five million dollars.
Life had been kicking my ass, and it seemed like I couldn’t catch a break.
I know that I cheated on my wife and did things in our marriage that I wasn’t proud of, but I missed her terribly.
I missed my kids terribly as well. I was mourning my kids when they were all still alive, but neither of them wanted anything to do with me, so that relationship would probably never be restored.
Easton has gone back to Chicago. Since he’s left, I haven’t heard from him.
His mom will reach out to me every blue moon.
From her, I learned that he was heavy in the streets.
It’ll only be so long before his ass got locked up, and when he does, I didn’t want any of them reaching out to me, in hopes that I would pay for a lawyer for him.
I just prayed that something worked in my favor, and that I could learn to be happy again.
I was a handsome man, and very successful, so with that, of course, women would approach me every chance they get.
I wasn’t looking for love right now though.
The last woman that I loved, she didn’t love me half as much as I loved her.
I didn’t want to be used, and taken advantage of again, so these days, it was best that I stay to myself.
From the things that I’ve been through these past couple of years, I think being alone will work in my favor.