Kelly

"Damn grandma answer the phone" I complained sitting on the porch. It was at least 70 degrees out and the son was shining.

I wore a regular peach shirt with shorts and brown Sandals. Today was Sundayand the day I was supposed to get my tattoo.

Yesterday night prince ended up staying for a couple of hours then leaving. We just talked about stuff until I got tired.

I looked over and waved to Pete. "Hey Mr.Pete , how you doing? The weather nice today ain't it"

He waved back. "Hey princess, I'm doing good and yes the weather is beautiful today."

I smiled and stood up, walking back into the apartment. I pressed my grandma contact name again hoping for an answer.

She was been supposed to come get me like 30 minutes ago. I was getting a little worried.

Nick had went to his friend friend house and was spending the night, and my mom was still M.I.A so it was just me here.

Her voicemail answered again causing me to huff and throw my phone onto the couch. I went to the closet and grabbed my wallet.

I was about to catch the bus to her house. Thank god for metro cards.

As I began putting on a PINK jacket Courtney gave me I heard the screen door opening. "Nick?" I said walking to the entrance.

I rolled my eyes when I seen it was Ronald. "Can you please knock next time? My mom not here though and I'm about to leave. So you can go"

He chuckled."little girl I payed this months bills, I don't have to go anywhere"

I bit on my lip to keep from lashing on this man. I was doing good at containing my anger lately.

I found that out when I stopped myself from beating Marcus ass.

"Yeah ok" I grabbed my phone and made my way outside. I was stopped as Ronald grabbed my arm. "Nigga get the fuck off of me" I said without processing my words. I already don't like this man so him touching me ticked me off.

He pulled me closer and said with gritted teeth."watch who the fuck you talking to, I can and will hurt you."

I snatched my arm away from his hold. "I will beat your ass quit playing with me"

I walked out of the house and angrily walked to the bus stop. This hit ass weather was pissing me off even more.

Today was already not my day.

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I walked up to my grandmas front door and knocked twice before stepping back and waiting for her to open the door. Her car was in the driveway so she must've been home.

"Really?" I said to myself looking around. I decided to walk to the back where her slide doors was to look through  and see if she was knocked out on the couch or something.

As I approached the slide doors I screamed."Oh my god!" 

My grandma was laid out in the kitchen floor. I was about to punch the glass door to unlock the handle but I stopped my self and picked up a rock to do that job instead.

I carefully slid my arm tree the spot I threw the rock and unlocked the door , quickly sliding it open and running over to her. "Oh nooo"

I shook her hopping for a response."wake up grandma , it's me Nykell". I felt my eyes get teary.

Even though me and my grandma didn't have a good bond and she wasn't the best grandma I felt awful. I was starting to feel like if I would've answered her call yesterday I could've prevented this.

Also, me being selfish and brainwashed by my mom I never gave this lady a chat to be a grandmother. To me it nick. Yeah what she said was hurtful but as many times she tried to reach out and apologize you would've thought it was going to kill her.

Tears began falling down my face. I was beginning to feel how I felt when I was told my dad died. I pulled out my phone and dialed 911.

"Yes, I need a ambulance to 1987 Florish road. My grandmother, she's on the floor and I don't feel her pulse. I...i....I think she's...she's dead" I began sobbing even more.

This is my fault.

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Courtney

"Ow" I groaned as my mom helped sit me down on my bed. This pain wasn't no joke. "Where's my pills Mom?"

"Right here hold on" she said digging in her purse. She pulled out my prescription pills and a bottle of water. "Her take these then lay down. I have to go get the kids from grandma I'll be back, I'll bring you some food too okay?"

I nodded as I took my pills and quickly chased them with my water. I hated taking pills.

"We need to talk too" she said. I looked at her and sighed. I already knew what she wanted to talk about.

The father.

"Ok Mom, go get my babies I miss them". She chuckled."Yeah right you'll be trying to kick their ass as soon as they get here. I'll be back"

She left out of my room. I heard the front door slam letting me know she left. I was alone. Exactly what I needed.

I got up and limped over to my dresser. Pulling out the pregnancy text I took at Kelly's grandmas. Looking at those two lines tears began building up in my eyes. "Oh my god".

I held my hand over my mouth as the tears rushed down my face like it was a race. I began sobbing. A human begging that was growing inside of me , is gone. Just like that.

I put the test to my heart and leaned my head back. "I love you so much"

My phone began ringing which startled me. I left my phone here when I went to the hospital so this was my first time hearing my ringtone.

I walked over to my phone and seen I had 59 missed calls from Marcus and 35 texts. I furrowed my eyebrows and powered my phone off.

Now he wants to talk. After all this. Now he wants to talk now that what I really wanted him for is gone. I'm not ready to talk to him. I don't know when I will be.

I wiped my tears from my face and looked at myself in the mirror. I turned to the side seeing I had a tummy.

Shaking my head i walked over to my bed and sat down. I was thankful jr washed my bed sheets and covers before I came home. He's such a good brother I love him so much.

I laid back and was about to doze off before I heard knocking at the door. "What the fuck" I cursed to myself sitting up. I groaned in pain from moving too fast.

I got up and went to the front door. "Who is it?"

"Marcus".

I rolled my eyes so hard they would've really gotten stuck. I opened the door. "Why you here dude? Go back to ignoring me. The fuck?"

He sighed."Please Courtney, kelly told me what happened. I'm so sorry man. I was letting my pride get to me baby girl. Let me in for we can talk"

I tilted my head. "Let you in for we can talk? Marcus to keep it a band with you, you don't even deserve to talk to me. Do you know how stressed I was trying to get in touch with your ass? As soon as I said fuck You I can raise this baby in my fucking own I loose my child. Your pride was so fucking high you couldn't answer your phone once out of the however many times I called your ass. And I called a fucking lot. Texted a fucking lot. So now you want me to let you in for we can talk? Tuh negro please i don't have time you can take your ass home."

I was about to close the door until he yanked the screen door open and put his foot to where he was blocking the door. "Courtney , please I'm begging you. This shit killing me. That was my child too. That baby was our baby. I'm hurting even worst because i was being a lame and ignoring you. I'm sorry, I'm sorry , and I'm sorry"

I shook my head and bit my lips. More tears was building up in my eyes. "I'm sorry too Marcus. But I have to be strong for myself right now. Maybe when I heal emotionally mentally and physical we can talk. I accept your apology though, no hard feelings."

I kicked his foot and closed the door.  I slid down the door as tears repeatedly came down my face.

I was an emotional reck.

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Woowoo

"Sonny son son" my dad said plopping down next to me on the couch. I chuckled and put my phone into my pocket. "Wassup man"

"What you been up to? Getting good grades? I hope so or I'll have to whoop yo big ass"

I looked at him with furrowed eyebrows and stood up. "Man you already know the dealery with me". I flexed my muscles. "Big dawg"

He chuckled and stood up. Flexing his huge ass muscles."big dawg my ass, sit down pup"

I laughed and nodded my head. "I see you, been hitting the gym huh? Ladies tired of seeing that fucking belly"

"Prince you trying me" He said glaring at me. I smirked. "What you want? Why you bothering me old man"

"Well I wanted to know if you wanted to take a shot of this hen dawg with me. But first we have to talk about business."

I nodded and sat back down on the couch. "Wassup?"

"A nigga named Dolla been on the streets Tryna take our property or whatever. I been letting this little nigga slide you know? Get his hustle but he taking my ignorance for weakness. He also had a bunch of minions behind him. So you already know the rest. este motherfucket debe morir"

I nodded understanding what my dad was saying. I knew a little bit of Spanish due to my dad being half Puerto Rican. Don't get it twisted though he blacker than black and I'm blacker than black black. His great grandmother was just PR so he learned a few things from her and I learned some things from him.

"I got you Dad, but aye, I was serious when I said I don't plan on doing this killing shit for long. That little family stuff you showed me was nice but this not healthy"

The day my dad took me and warren to see something he took us to see our families savings. Our most successful accomplishments were documented in there.

Warren was inspired by that shit. Don't get me wrong it was nice to see but I didnt see shit legal in there. No doctor certification. Lawyer, shit not even a mechanic.

My life was worth something to me. Maybe I'll join the army or some shit.

Time will tell.