became a blur from the tears that she shed. She wiped her eyes as she drove into the gate. Being that it was night, she appreciated the lights that the park had on the grounds by each headstone. She followed the dimly lit path that led to where Diesel and her late husband rested. She turned the car off and wasted no time getting out. As she stepped her right foot on the pavement, she took a deep breath, let it out, and then stepped completely out of the car. “My baaabbyyyy,” she cried as she ran toward the gravesite. She threw her body against the headstone. “Where did I go wrong?” she asked through sobs.
*****
He followed her from her home to the spot where she briefly met up with a biracial dude who struck him as a cop. He followed her as she drove over thirty minutes to the city of Hollywood. When he saw her turn toward the cemetery, he already knew what was up, so he parked inside of the bank parking lot and waited twenty minutes before he drove into the cemetery behind her. It took him a few minutes to locate her car and when he did, he made sure he parked several feet away. He checked each of his mirrors before getting out. Everything seemed secure. Just as he got out the car, he spotted a security car driving his way. He played it cool by waving and then walking toward an unknown grave. He waited until the car was no longer in sight and made his way near the row where she was. There she was crying hysterically on her knees. Through her sobs, he heard that she was apologizing for being a bad mother and wife. He almost felt sorry for her, but he couldn’t. She was a bitch and so was her son. Just in case the high class ass cemetery had cameras, he decided not to approach her at that moment. He’d surprise her instead.
~ Back at Pam’s ~
Pam and Officer Michaels sat on the love seat enjoying a classic. They decided that Love & Basketball would be much better than watching another thriller flick. Michaels didn't want Pam having any nightmares when he left.
"Thank you for being so kind ," Pam said when they got to the end of the movie. She put her head down so he couldn't see her face.
"Thank you for allowing me to keep you company. It was a pleasure." He lifted her chin with his finger. "Are you crying? I mean, I don't have to go, well, not now at least." He chuckled, knowing that the movie was what had Pam emotional.
Throughout the movie , anytime Monica seemed as though Q had hurt her feelings or when they broke up, all she did was coo or cry. It was cute to him to see Pam act like that, but to Pam it meant more than just a fictional love story. Watching Q and Monica battle with their hearts for a love that was surely there made her think of Pastor G. Whether she wanted to admit it or not, she still loved him. She was hurt because she felt like he should have waited for her. She didn't have the full story, but she knew that he and Stacy hooked up right after her death. That was all the info F said he had on the two. She felt in her heart that she was being selfish because they thought she was dead, but she couldn’t help feeling salty behind it. Especially after the way Stacy talked about her that day at the hospital.
“I’m alright." She smiled weakly.
"Are you sure?" He was concerned.
"Well , I am living another life and not able to be with my daughter or knowing where she is driving me crazy." She wiped her tears from her eyes. "I'm just ready for this to be over it."
Michaels didn't know what to say. He didn't know what was going on with her or her case. All he was told was the former family he was watching, he was off the case and assigned to a new one. He didn't ask F any questions. "I'm sure it'll be over soon." He touched her leg.
"No, it won't. I've been here over two years. I just want this over with. I miss her, she needs me.” She sobbed thinking of Jazz. Michaels put his arm around her and pulled her into his chest. Pam laid there and continued to cry. She let it all out.
*****
He followed her from her home to the spot where she briefly met up with a biracial dude who struck him as a cop. He followed her as she drove over thirty minutes to the city of Hollywood. When he saw her turn toward the cemetery, he already knew what was up, so he parked inside of the bank parking lot and waited twenty minutes before he drove into the cemetery behind her. It took him a few minutes to locate her car and when he did, he made sure he parked several feet away. He checked each of his mirrors before getting out. Everything seemed secure. Just as he got out the car, he spotted a security car driving his way. He played it cool by waving and then walking toward an unknown grave. He waited until the car was no longer in sight and made his way near the row where she was. There she was crying hysterically on her knees. Through her sobs, he heard that she was apologizing for being a bad mother and wife. He almost felt sorry for her, but he couldn’t. She was a bitch and so was her son. Just in case the high class ass cemetery had cameras, he decided not to approach her at that moment. He’d surprise her instead.
~ Back at Pam’s ~
Pam and Officer Michaels sat on the love seat enjoying a classic. They decided that Love & Basketball would be much better than watching another thriller flick. Michaels didn't want Pam having any nightmares when he left.
"Thank you for being so kind ," Pam said when they got to the end of the movie. She put her head down so he couldn't see her face.
"Thank you for allowing me to keep you company. It was a pleasure." He lifted her chin with his finger. "Are you crying? I mean, I don't have to go, well, not now at least." He chuckled, knowing that the movie was what had Pam emotional.
Throughout the movie , anytime Monica seemed as though Q had hurt her feelings or when they broke up, all she did was coo or cry. It was cute to him to see Pam act like that, but to Pam it meant more than just a fictional love story. Watching Q and Monica battle with their hearts for a love that was surely there made her think of Pastor G. Whether she wanted to admit it or not, she still loved him. She was hurt because she felt like he should have waited for her. She didn't have the full story, but she knew that he and Stacy hooked up right after her death. That was all the info F said he had on the two. She felt in her heart that she was being selfish because they thought she was dead, but she couldn’t help feeling salty behind it. Especially after the way Stacy talked about her that day at the hospital.
“I’m alright." She smiled weakly.
"Are you sure?" He was concerned.
"Well , I am living another life and not able to be with my daughter or knowing where she is driving me crazy." She wiped her tears from her eyes. "I'm just ready for this to be over it."
Michaels didn't know what to say. He didn't know what was going on with her or her case. All he was told was the former family he was watching, he was off the case and assigned to a new one. He didn't ask F any questions. "I'm sure it'll be over soon." He touched her leg.
"No, it won't. I've been here over two years. I just want this over with. I miss her, she needs me.” She sobbed thinking of Jazz. Michaels put his arm around her and pulled her into his chest. Pam laid there and continued to cry. She let it all out.
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