Six Months Later…

Carol Peterson was in jail and so many other names had come out over time. She would be standing trial in a couple of months it was so many recent accusations it was crazy. She had already been sentenced to fifteen years for Trent, and ten years for another young man that committed suicide named Donald. So, she already was going to be in there for the rest of her life and that was fine with me. Although me and Dashawn’s cases were old our stories helped so many people come out. Our two-part series Numb was doing numbers, and I was grateful for that. I think it was because of it being based on true life events.

“Hey baby, what about this color paint in my office?” Tatum asked while walking into the living room. My baby had decided to move in this big ass house with me. We had been together for eight months now and I was already about to pop the question. We had a dinner party set for tonight and that was when it was going to happen. She thought it was Dashawn and Symphony’s anniversary party since their anniversary was a couple of days ago. Dashawn and Symphony had become our best friends and they decided to stay in Jersey so that me and Dashawn can do more projects together. I guess you can say we were partners now.

“Whatever color you want baby, you know what I always tell you.”

“Yup, this is my world you just live in it.” She giggled while I kissed the side of her neck. After Tatum’s big story she took over Josh job and he took over Helen’s. Of course, my baby didn’t have to work, but she wanted to and I had no problem with that.

“What you wearing tonight to the party?” I asked.

“A black floor length gown, and you wearing your black suit, everything is already laid out.”

“OK, baby I just was checking, we gone be leaving here about seven thirty.” I assured her since it took her so long to get ready. I watched her as she walked away and I was the luckiest man in the world. Tatum had been going to therapy sessions with me. She had met my mama and they had a conversation. I also had talked to my mama as well we weren’t all the way there just yet, but we were working on it. I had even invited her tonight to the party. I had met Tatum’s mama as well and I loved her so much already. I had been living my best life, I had movie after movie being done at my studio. I even decided to hire kid actors now. I had come a long way with a dark past, but if it meant I had to go through the hell to get to the heaven. I would do that shit all over again because Tatum was surely my heaven. I had so many accomplishments lately and not only was Tatum proud of me Dr. Barrel was too. She pushed me to do a lot of things differently then what I was doing and she was right. Having the right people in your corner could be a great start to something beautiful. I had a great relationship and friendship and everything was surely falling into place nicely.

* * *

Tatum and I had walked in the venue and her eyes scanned the room and she was in aww when she realized why she was there.

“Poetic, what is all of this?” she asked in so much excitement.

“It’s Dashawn and Symphony’s anniversary party.” I chuckled while pulling her close to me and kissing her lips.

“Poetic, stop lying to me.” She squealed out of my arms and looked around the room to see all the decorations and to see who was all in attendance. While she was being nosey I was handed the microphone and was now on one knee.

“Tatum Reece, we met at a time in my life where I wasn’t sure if I could ever be in any type of relationship. Our first meeting was crazy we argued and hadn’t even known each other. That day had me intrigued about meeting the real Tatum Reece and not the reporter chick that likes to mess up lives.” I chuckled causing her to give me the side eye.

“Sike, baby I’m just messing with you. I really need you to know that you complete me and I truly believe I’ve found my person. I was once told by a great couple that I know. That I can still be the man of the house and have a down moment and when I have that down moment let my wife carry me. We supposed to be that couple that meets each other halfway and you do all of that and you’re not even my wife yet. So, with that being said I need you to carry this title and carry it well, Tatum Reece will you be my wife, my person, my bestie and my calm after the storm til death do us part?”

“Yes, Poetic Pain, I’ll be your wife, your person, your bestie and your calm after the storm. As long as you promise me you always let me know when you’re not ok and allow me to have your back always.”

“You got it baby,”

“Ok, well that settles it I can’t wait to be Mrs. Tatum Pain.” She smiled causing the crowd to cheer us on. Today was a day for the books and I couldn’t wait til me and Tatum became one.

The End