Ty & Cinda, A Tale of Forbidden Love - S01 E09

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Ty & Cinda, A Tale of Forbidden Love - S01 E09

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 9

Cinda bounded in after school a huge smile on her face until she saw me. "What's the matter, Ty?"

"I found out what this move was all about. It had nothing to do with my parents getting a divorce. It's complicated, but the bottom line is my mom wants to take me back to Indiana. I don't want to go, Cinda. I want to stay here...with you."

"Do you have to go? Isn't there anything you can do? Oh Ty?" She broke down. Soon we were both crying. I held her for one of the last times as saw my mother standing in the doorway. I knew she saw the look of desperation in my face. Hers showed sympathy, but I knew she wouldn't relent. She was going home to her husband and I was along for the ride just as I had been when I came here with her. I was disgusted with her and my dad, too. I was just a pawn in their game. Well, I'd had just about enough. I was eighteen now. I needed to stay with them-I needed care for my wound-but knew in that instant that it wouldn't be for long.

Cinda came every day, but we did no homework or studying. Mostly we kissed or held each other. I was out of bed on Friday for the reading of Grandpa's will. I learned then that he was worth more than a hundred million. It was an old will, one that had been written long before I had come to Louisiana. I realized that when I learned that I had inherited ten million dollars. Mom inherited twenty, Grandma the rest. I had enough for Cinda and I to live on, but I was still injured. I had to do what my parents told me to do- for now, at least.

When Cinda came over Friday afternoon we knew we were doomed. Mom had made flight reservations for early the following morning. We would leave tonight at five, driving the almost fifty miles to a New Orleans airport motel for an early night so we could get into the airport in plenty of time for our 7:00 a.m. flight. took Cinda out to the back yard so we could speak privately. "I have to go now, Cinda, but I promise you I will come back. I have some money now and I have an idea, but it will take time. I'm going to buy a cell phone and mail it to you so we can talk every day. I love you and always will. want us to be together always."

"That's what I want, too Ty, but I can't see how you'll make it happen.

"You need to trust me, Cinda. Remember that I'm a genius. I never did tell you what my IQ was, did I? Just take my word for it, okay? I already have the 'what' solved-I just have to work on the "how." I pulled Cinda to me for the last time the last time for now, but definitely not the last time ever. We kissed and kissed. It was the sweetest most loving kiss of my life. We broke it with tears in our eyes. Holding hands we walked to the limo. We kissed again and I followed Mom into the rear seat. We were gone a second later.

"You'll forget her, Ty. You're still young. You'll meet plenty of other girls and you'll probably fall in love with half of them." She patted my knee as though that would make me feel better.

"Mom, that just goes to show that you don't know everything. Pardon my language, but there is no fucking way I'll ever forget Cinda. As for me, I'm done being a pawn in your games. I may have to live with you now, but I'll be gone as soon as I'm able. Don't act so surprised. How many times do you think you can wreck my life? Aren't parents supposed to nurture their children and not destroy them? think you learned a bit too much from Grandpa." I closed my mouth and kept it closed in spite of everything my mother tried. I refused to speak with her...period!

Dad picked us up in Indianapolis. He hugged and kissed Mom and then turned to me. I turned and walked away. "He's in a snit," Mom told him. "He thinks he's in love with a black girl." I turned back and glared at her in anger. "I'm sorry, Ty. That was insensitive. I apologize, she really is a very nice young woman."

Later at home my dad took me aside. "What's up, Ty? This isn't like you."

"Let's just say I'm tired of playing your games. I didn't want to leave here, but you and Mom worked up some Machiavellian plan where I was forced to play an unwitting role. I was almost killed, not once, although this was the worst, but two other times. Almost any other kid would be dead. So I was forced to leave and live with total strangers, one of whom absolutely hated me and tried to make my life miserable.

"I made new friends and went to a new school where was liked and respected. Even better, I met a girl who I couldn't possibly love more. Now I'm forced to come back here and leave her. I'm just supposed to forget-and why? Because you just look at me like I'm a pawn in your chess game. Remember the last time you played chess with me, Dad?"

"How could I forget? You cleaned my clock."

"Right-I proved then as I did with Grandpa that messing with me

can be dangerous. I'd never do anything to hurt you, but I'm not

going along with anything you do, either. Just leave me alone I

opened the door and walked outside. I wanted and needed to be alone. I walked outside with only my dog Fred as a companion for more than an hour.

Mom's car and my bike were delivered about a week later. I was already back in school. Some of the kids laughed when they saw my head-half of it was shaved by the surgeon when he sewed it back together. I bought a new truck Saturday using some of my inheritance then bought the cell phone I had promised Cinda and had it sent directly from their Morgan City office to her home. I placed my first call to her the following Wednesday. We talked for an hour. Mom and Dad had the good sense to leave me alone.

We spoke every day even though it was difficult once basketball season began. I had been a starter at guard as a freshman and sophomore so big things were expected of me this year. I drove into town orie Friday afternoon when we had a night game to see an attorney. We spoke for almost an hour. He was reluctant to help me at first, but when I described how my parents had almost gotten me killed he did agree. I withdrew money from my account to pay his preliminary fees. I had a big bank account with more than a hundred thousand dollars. I had set it up so all the interest and dividends from my inheritance were deposited in it. I also had several big certificates of deposit, insuring I'd have plenty of cash if needed.

I got my break the weekend before Thanksgiving when a gas leak in the school's boiler room caused a massive explosion. School would be closed for at least a week. We didn't have a game and we weren't allowed to practice, either. I drove to the airport in Indianapolis that Saturday for a flight to Baton Rouge.