Hello again! I have to say this is the final chapter in this three part series! Another sad ending so brace yourselves and enjoy!

Seven months later...

Driving on the highway, I could barley see straight because my daughter was crying in the backseat. And, with the tears falling from my red eyes, I couldn't concentrate on the road.

I turned to the nearest exit and pulled up at a rest stop. With my baby in my arms and her baby gear bag on my right shoulder, I headed towards the bathroom. I just realized my little girl needed a change in her diaper.

While I was changing her diaper, fresh tears started falling from my eyes. Finding my mother was harder than I thought. I really needed her to be there for me. When she left after she found out what my former stepfather did to me, my heart was shattered. She refused to have anything to do with me.

Well, I was so determined to find her. After all, I have so many things I need to tell her. I wanted to be with her so badly. I already lost her once. I'm not gonna lose her again.

And then there was my ex-husband.

Steven Richards just couldn't leave me alone. First he tried to kill me, then he brutally killed my husband and the father of my child. I truly loved Dave Batista so much. He was the best thing that ever happened to me. He gave me all the love that I wanted but he had to suffer at my ex's hands.

Danica fell asleep right after I changed her diaper. I picked her up in my arms and left the bathroom.

Back on the road, I was this close to get to my destination. So many things were running through my head: How will my mother react when she sees me? Will she remember me? Will she open her arms and let me back in her life? Will she accept my daughter? Will she let me tell her what's been going on with me?

By the time I got to Atlanta, it was morning time. I wanted to leave right away because I found out my mother worked at night. I knew she'll be at home by the time I found out where she lived.

Oh, Mom. I love you so much. I don't want you shutting me out just because of what Michael did. Please, I want you back in my life. Your granddaughter needs you, too.

I kept driving around until I came upon the street my mother lived on. Feeling nervous, I looked at each house before I found the home my mother bought. It was a single family home with red and white paintings, a beautiful garden up front and a white picket fence surrounding the land.

I grabbed Danica and went up the steps. My heart was racing and my hands started getting clammy. How can I deal with my mother when I'm feeling nervous. I didn't have time to get myself together because the door opened.

There she was, looking beautiful as ever. She looked at me with shock, disbelief and outrage in her eyes. She tried so hard not to attack me. I tried so hard not to break down.

"Hello, Mom," I said, my voice cracking.

"What are you doing here, Lisa?" she snapped while she glared at me.

"One of your former neighbors told me where you were. I have to talk to you," I simply said.

"I thought I told you I didn't wanna have anything to do with you anymore. I'm done with you."

Tears were falling from my eyes. "Mom, why are you acting like this? Why should I have to take the blame for what Michael did? You knew what he did to me and you. Why didn't you leave and take me with you?"

"You were there with him when it happened. You ended up pregnant. You ran away instead of facing your responsibility. You should've gotten an abortion!" she yelled in my face.

"I couldn't kill an innocent child. Michael attacked me. I miscarried. That's why he's in jail," I cried.

"In jail because you put him there. You could've told me what happened!" she screamed.

"Would you believe me if I did tell you right away? Michael threatened to kill me if I told anyone, including you!" I exclaimed.

She moved to slap me but when she saw Danica, she lowered her arm and looked at her granddaughter.

"I take it this is my grandchild," she said as she looked at my daughter.

I nodded my head.

"First or second husband?"

"Second husband. He's dead. My first husband killed him," I said, sorrow filled my voice.

"You came here because Steven's after you, huh?" my mother said softly.

"How did you know about him?"

Her face scrunched up. "Even though I refused to talk to you, I followed your life with him. I don't like that man."

More tears fell from my eyes. "He abused me. He cheated on me and got another girl pregnant. He always accused me of cheating on him. He tried to kill me with my own shotgun. I found out he escaped from prison again. He really has it in for me, Mom. I really need you. Danica needs you, too."

Her face softened. "You named your daughter after me, Lisa?"

"It meant so much to me. She looks like you a little bit. Every time I look at her, she reminds me of you. Mom, no mattered what happened, I still love you. This is your granddaughter Danica Latrice Varon Batista."

My mother took Danica in her arms and kissed her forehead gently. The baby wrapped her arms around her neck and kissed her cheek. I smiled at the picture.

"Oh, God. Would you look at her. She loves me. I love her," my mother said with a smile.

"Do you still love me?" I asked softly.

She looked at me briefly before she wrapped an arm around my shoulder.

"Honey, I will always love you. You're my daughter. I'm so sorry for shutting you out. And you're right. I should've left," she said. Now she was in tears.

"What's important is that I got you back. And I'm never gonna let you go again," I choked.

Later, I was in the kitchen, fixing my daughter something to eat when I looked out the window and saw him. My eyes were open in shock. He couldn't have followed me all the way here. I couldn't believe he was here.

"Mom! Mom, come here!" I yelled.

He didn't even budge when my mother came in. She came by my side and saw my ex-husband looking at us with a evil grin on his face.

"Who's that?" she asked.

"Steven. My ex-husband. He's back to get me," I said with tears falling from my eyes.

"Is he the one who killed your last husband?"

I nodded my head. "Steven doesn't know about Danica. I'm planning on keeping it that way."

"Why did you say that?"

"He's not the father. My dead husband is."

"I'll go get my gun," she said before she took off. My heart was breaking when he mouthed the words you're mine to me. I took off running.

I went to the living room and scooped my daughter up in my arms and held her close to me. Tears were falling from my eyes when I heard Steven trying to break in the house. I backed against the wall and slid down on the floor, being scared as hell. I didn't wanna see him anymore.

"Mom! He's breaking in!" I screamed.

"Don't worry. I found my gun! I'm coming back down!" my mother yelled just as Steven broke in.

"Lisa, where are you?" he asked.

I didn't move. I didn't wanna see him. I wanted him gone.

"Lisa, be a good girl and come back home. You're gonna fix the damage you caused. You had no business leaving me like a bitch in heat!" he scolded.

I made a fateful decision. I decided to run. With my daughter in my arms, I stood up and ran towards the back door. Just as I was about to touch the doorknob, Steven grabbed my by my hair and threw my down on the floor.

"Did you think you was gonna get away from me, Lisa? Did you?" he asked, leering at me.

"No," I answered, which was the truth.

"Why did you do this? Why did you leave me? Why did you get married again?" Steven asked over and over again. He was pissed off.

I didn't say anything. I couldn't say anything. He was back and he wasn't going anywhere. I was trapped.

"I gave you everything. I gave you my life. But you left me for someone else. You knew I was coming back for you. You knew I had to take care of him. Guess what? Now, I'm gonna take care of your mother," he declared.

"My mother has nothing to do with us! Leave her alone!" I exclaimed.

"I'm afraid I can't do that, baby. She has to go. I want you back. We can raise our child together," he said with a smile.

"She's not your daughter! I had her after you killed Dave! My dead husband's the father of my child!" I yelled.

That sent him over the edge. He moved to kick me but I managed to get up and run with Danica in my arms. Steven chased after me but he stopped dead in his tracks when my mother pointed the rifle right at him.

"Stay away from me and my daughter! Just leave!" my mother ranted.

He didn't even flinch. "I don't think so. I'm not leaving until Lisa comes with me. She's mine."

"She divorced you, asshole!" she exclaimed.

"I'm gonna marry her again, Latrice. I love her and she loves me. It's that simple."

"I never loved you!" I admitted.

He got pissed off and tried to reach me but my mother pointed the gun at his head and had her finger on the trigger.

"Stay back or I'll shoot. Leave my daughter alone!" Latrice said, anger filling her voice.

"You don't love her, remember? You hate her. She ruined your life. Let me take her away from you." he smiled.

"She never stopped loving me. I'm her mother. I should've been there for her. You ruined her life. Just leave us alone and leave here. You don't belong here!" she yelled.

What my mother said pissed him off. Steven grabbed the gun and tried to get it away from her. I was too busy getting out of the house and looking for help when I heard shots ring out.

I turned around and ran back inside the home. When I stepped inside, I saw blood smearing all over the walls and on the floor. Tears started falling from my eyes when I looked down at my mother's lifeless body, lying in the pool of her own blood. The backdoor was open, which means Steven took off again.

I kneeled down beside her and cried hysterically. First I lost my husband, now I lost my mother. With Danica in my arms, I felt weak and helpless.

Steven was eventually caught again by the feds. This time, he got the death penalty. I didn't even bother going to his execution. I hope he rots in hell for what he did to me.

I have to move on with my life. I'm not dating anyone at this time. My focus is on my little girl. Danica's the reason why I'm standing. I love my mother and my husband but I'm still on earth and I need to live.

Leaving Atlanta, my daughter and I were determined to start over with our lives. We have each other now and that's all it matters to me.

The end!

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Love you much, Nina!