July 2015
B came to find out that Saul was still seeing his mistress (Emma) that he had been cheating on B with back in 2012. This was no surprise, once a cheater always a cheater. Saul didn't waste no time moving on and shacking up with Emma either.
B thought, (Did he even have a mourning period? Maybe for like two week's.)
Saul said,
"That marriage was a joke!"
What B really thought was that, (Saul as a person was a joke. No one should ever take him seriously for he was a big fucking shit talker and I am so glad I am over him. Emma you think I am jelous because you have my ex husband? LOL, keep him. I could care less. You did me a big favor. I am just livid because you stole my kid's and tried to turn them against me.)
Like B said to Emma when she first met her,
"Good luck with that."
Emma asked B,
"What do you mean?"
B never did give Emma an answer, turned around, and walked away.
B thought
(She has to know by now what I meant. I mean it has already been two year's since she has been dealing with Saul's stupid ass. Now she is pregnant by him. Really? There is no way Saul has not shown her his true colors by now. All the lies and cover ups have to be eating away at her conscience.)
B text to Emma:
It sucks to have to neglect everything you stand for. Breaking your own pact against Rick Scotts vulnerable person's act. Emma, let's not ever forget the role that you played in this conspiracy. Even though you convinced a two year old to call you mommy and brainwashed my kid's into believing I am a dead beat mom. You will NEVER be their mother and my children know how irreplaceable and great I am. I hope Post Partum Depression gets you good this time around and hopefully my kid's will never have to be exposed to your crazy bitch ass again.
B wanted to spend the 4th of July with her kid's. She went to go pick them up at Saul's parents house. He was reluctant to let the babies go with B.
B asked him,
"What is the big deal? I have been working hard and want to spend time with my kid's."
Saul said,
"Pat doesn't want to go with you, he wants to stay here and light off fire works."
B replied,
"He can light some off with me."
Saul said, "I don't think so, I need to discuss this more with Pat, come back later."
B was extremely hurt and confused. She headed to Bellair beach to gain some clarity.
B thought,
(What kind of fucking games is Saul playing now? It is as if he is turning on me. He promised he would never do this, we made a pact to not keep the children from eachother. Now it looks as though he is trying to block everything and everyone from me. This is just the opposite of what he promised, to let bygones be bygones. What a fucking liar he is. I thought we meant more to eachother.
What a fool I was to believe I could make us and being seperated and remaining a family work. Saul never had any intentions of cooperating for the children's sake. He just set out to punish me by withholding my babies. That evil son of a bitch doesn't deserve to be the father of any children especially my own. He is an abuser. If your not with me, then that must mean your against me. Why did I have to be optimistic? I should have left before it was too late. Now it has been two torturous years not knowing if my kid's are safe.)
B looked out into the ocean and she wept. She prayed to Jesus for an answer. This warm energy came over her to confide in her friends and family. She was desperate for an answer to her prayers. She called Aunt Trudy.
Aunt Trudy: "Go back. Get your kid's and bring them to my house."
B went back to knock on that door and finish this discussion and she wasn't going to take no for an answer because she was their mother. B was so glad she did. B had her aunt on the phone as a witness in case Saul wanted to get nasty about it. Eventually Saul caved and let them kid's go with their mother that day. If B known then what she know now, she would have kept driving. She had the rights to protect them boy's.
B said,
" I didn't think THEY were gonna hurt us. They being Saul, Missy, Emma, Primo, Mama, and Papa.
Pat and Jr were so happy to be with me. I am so thankful for this precious moment with my babies. It was one of the last great memories I have left from 2015. Since then I have feared that it will be my only one left. It kill's me that two years have just been stolen from us.
My Aunt Trudy was a blessing that day. She welcomed us with open arms. I was not aware that it was her birthday too. Our gaurdian angels were drawing us close together. We jumped into her pool and I watched my children smile and be happy. Jr. was even swimming. He learned to swim! I was so proud. So much was happening in his life without me. Pat was squirting us with the noodle and my Aunt Trudy was taking beautiful picture's the whole time.
After the pool my Aunt took us to a party in her honor. We sat around the table and singing her Happy Birthday as she blew out her candles. The boys had such a great time playing monkey pile with the other boy's at the party. I wish I could have enjoyed it with them but I was so exhausted from all the crying and worrying I had done earlier I passed out. This was all too much for me. I was having a hard time fighting back and didn't have the energy in me to handle this. I was drained.
The following day my Aunt Trudy and I had a heart to heart. We discussed my situation and I was not aware that her and I shared a similar story, except she had her husband stolen out from underneath her by her sister. She did not agree with what I had done, and had a conflict of interest in helping me.
That was the last day that B saw her Aunt Trudy. Even her own blood were turning their backs and B was all alone without a friend in the world.
B thought, (How will I ever get through this?)
B say's:
"Scars remind us of where we been, they don't have to dictate where we are going."
