“Yes girl!” As I we walked towards the kitchen, we passed by Alex who was putting together the babies crib in the living room. Carmon poured me a glass of Chardonnay and replied, “So what’s up? I haven’t talked to you since my baby shower!” I sipped my wine as I expressed, “The day of your baby shower, I got a call from the health department…!” “The health department!” Carmon interrupts me in mid sentence. “Yea anyway, apparently they wanted me to come in and get tested for HIV!” Carmon’s eye grew big as she sat down across from me. “Because of Vaughn?” Carmon asked. “I guess, I mean I ain’t been with anybody else but Bryan, but it gets better. Anyway, Bryan answered the phone and that’s why he flipped out at the shower. After everybody left, …show more content…
I just confessed everything.” “Oh shit, he didn’t put his hands on you?” “No, but I thought he was girl. He just started fucking up the house, throwing and breaking shit. So, he leaves and didn’t come back for a week. When he finally did come back, I told him it was with Vaughn and he fucking flipped. He went to his house girl!” “He got in that ass, didn’t he?” Carmon asked, smiling. “Umm, he sure did!” “What’s that suppose to mean?” “You bout to find out, so everything kinda went back to normal until he gets a call from the health department!” “Are you serious?” Carmon shouted as she inched up closer towards me. “Girl, look at my face! So, after drilling him he finally confessed about his infidelity!” “Man, y’all living some young and the restless type shit! So did he tell you who she was?” I didn’t want to tell her that Bryan’s affair was with another man. I just didn’t know how she would take it. Hell, I still don’t know how I’m taking it. “Some woman, it was a one night stand. I just don’t know what to do!” “Do you still love Bryan?” “Of course!” “Then there’s your answer. Okay yea, you both made a mistake but who’s perfect? If you really want your marriage to work you need to talk to him!” “I just don’t know if I can.” “You can and you will, right now!” Carmon grabbed my keys and handed them to me as she pushed me out the door. “Go home and talk to your husband.” I wiped my eyes as I shook my head up and down. I left Carmon’s house with just those intensions. Chapter Twenty-one The results Dr. Ames walked in the room and said, “Okay Mrs. Richardson, your test results are in.” She sat down in front of me while she opened the envelope. She read it to herself and then she looked at me. “I’m sorry, you tested positive.” My head dropped into the palm of my hand as I cried softly. I pulled myself together and asked, “How far along am I?” She flipped over the results and said, “It looks like you are in stage one of the virus. You will be okay for now as long as you take your medication every day.” She wrote me a prescription for Rescriptor(Delavirdine). She informed me that I need to take it twice a day with a meal. As I walked out of the doctor’s office, I held my head down low. How could I allow something like this to happen? As I made my way to the pharmacy to pick up my medicine, Carmon called me on my cell. “Hello.” “Hey girl, have you gotten your results back yet?” “Yea.” I said in a disgraceful voice. “Oh no, by the tone of your voice it must not be good.” “I’m HIV positive.” “I’m so sorry Tara!” Carmon expressed. “Don’t be, I brought this shit on myself. I should have been more careful, smarter you know.” “So where do you go from here?” “Well, I’m on my way to the pharmacy to get my medicine now.” “Okay than, you hang in there and if there’s anything you need call me. You know I got your back. I love you Tara!” “Thanks and I love you too.” I hung up with Carmon as I walked into CVS with my prescription in my hand. I waited in line for five minutes. I walked up to the counter and handed the pharmacist my prescription. “Good morning!” The pharmacist said. I replied back as I handed her the prescription. After reading my prescription, her whole persona changed. She looked at me like she was afraid. She told me to hold on while she prepared my order. She returned and gave me my total. Instead of handing me the bag in my hand, she placed the bag on the counter. She acted like I was going to transmit the virus by touching her. I’m not an expert on HIV, but I do know that’s not a way you can get it. Very pissed off, I threw her the money and grabbed the bag as I stormed out. Meanwhile, Bryan is sitting in the lab room at the Health Department on Hampton Street. Bryan’s pride could not allow him to visit his family doctor, afraid of what his colleagues and friends will say. As he waits, Bryan strolled down memory lane. How Ricky Henders crawled his way into his house and him. ∞ “Happy 14th birthday Bryan!” Ricky said as he handed him his gift.
“How sweet, open it!” Regina commanded with a smile on her face. Bryan opened his present. It was a windows 98 desk top computer. Bryan looked at Rick and pushed it to the side. “Don’t be rude Bryan! What do you say?” Regina expressed. “Thank you.” Bryan said as he sucked his teeth. “Anything, and there’s more where that came from!” Bryan got sick to his stomach. Bryan knew actually what Rick was talking about. He couldn’t bear the pressure anymore. He got up from the table and raced out the room. Regina followed after him to see what was wrong. Later on that night Bryan was awaken by a creek in the floor. He opened his eyes and Rick was standing right over him. “Are you ready for the rest of your birthday present?” “No!” Bryan shouted. “Quiet boy, before you wake your mother!” “So, that’s what I want to do. You aren’t doing this to me no more. I’m telling my momma everything!” “Oh really, who do you think she’s going to believe, you or me?” After I convince her that you’re a trouble child, she will have no choice but to send you away!” “That won’t happen, she will believe me!” “Are you sure about that?” Bryan sat back as he thought about what Rick said. He believes deep down that his mother will believe him, but what if she
doesn’t? “That’s better; I got something new since it’s your birthday. Now drop your pants.” Rick demanded as he whipped out his penis. He spit on his penis to lubricate it. He spread his juices from one end to the other. He grabbed Bryan’s tiny waist and roughly penetrates his rectum. Bryan moaned painfully as Rick enjoyed his pleasures. He stroked and stroked until Bryan started bleeding out his whole. He pumped faster and faster until finally, he reached his climax. Rick pulled up his boxer shorts and said, “If you tell your mother, I’ll make you sorry!” Every day for the next two years, Rick got his way with Bryan until one day Bryan had enough. “What’s up little man?” “I need some heat.” Bryan expressed. “Aight, what you looking for?” “What you got?” Bryan asked, looking in the gun case. “For you, I got this forty-five.” He handed Bryan the unloaded gun. Bryan held it up as he studied it. “How much?” “That’s gonna run you two fifty!” Bryan throws him the money and said, “What about bullets?” “Bullets cost extra little man!” “How much?” “Well, that depends on what kind you want!” “I want something that’s gonna do the job!” Bryan expressed. “Okay then.” He handed him a full box of ammunition. He looked at Bryan and said, “These hollow tips will definitely do the job. One bullet alone will fuck a nigga up!” “How much?” “A buck fifty!” Bryan handed him the money as he proceeded to walk out of the trap house. As he walked out, the guy stopped him and said, “If you get caught, you ain’t get that from me!” Bryan gave him the head nod and continued walking out. Later that night Bryan contemplated on his plan to eliminate Rick once and for all. After letting a whole day pass him by, Bryan grew tired. He loaded the clip with sixteen hollow tips and placed it under his pillow. “Wake up.” Rick mumbled as he gently touched Bryan’s face. Bryan woke up and didn’t say a word. “You know the routine, drop them!” “Man fuck you, I ain’t dropping shit!” Bryan growled. “What!” “You heard me!” Rick balled his hand up into a fist and punched Bryan in the face. Bryan fall back on the bed as Rick got on top of him. Rick forced Bryan’s pajama pants down while everything on Bryan’s nightstand crashed and fall to the floor. Regina awakens from the racket coming from Bryan’s bedroom. She got out of bed and walked down the hall. “Get off me!” Bryan screamed. “I see you got some fight in you!” Bryan struggled as he reached under the pillow. He kicked and kicked until finally he was free. Rick dropped his pants and charged towards Bryan. Bryan quickly reached under his pillow. He cocked back and opened fire, aiming directly at Rick’s chest. The bullet hit Rick in the middle of his chest. The door
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This wasn’t turning out as he had expected it to. Hell, nothing had turned out as he had expected. He had a bad feeling about everything and was on the way to tell Kyle what was going to happen at the restaurant, but his car had a flat and he didn’t have cell reception where he was stranded. He had told the guys to only throw Kyle out of the restaurant and stop him from getting back in.
“She's going to be so mad if I don't figure it out by the time she's back” Kelise said.
“Never do that again Lennie, they told me next time they’ll take you to a different orphanage. You’ll never see me again.”
Just then Janine’s heart drops. She yells at the top of her lungs, “HA! You’re not my mother! Go away, or I’m calling the police!”
I remember the day she born. I was nervous for the simple fact that my life would never be the same. Soon no longer would I be known as just Ayanna, I would take on a new title. A title that I would share with so many woman, and after eight long hours of labor, I would now be known to the world as mommy.
A new year had just arrived. I can still picture January in my mind, the mood was sullen and dark, I could feel the cold reaching my bones, but now I know that was the best feeling I‘d ever had. I had only a few weeks left to start college, which had been my dream since I can remember. My dad had already paid for my tuition, I was so exited I had promised to do my best. Then, I realized there was an obstacle in my way. I knew I needed to make a decision on whether or not keeping my pregnancy, it sounds rough, but it was definitive. I did not want to miss school, so I was definitely not taking this to the last term. I just could not think of myself being prostrated in bed for so long, as an impediment to start school. Never, nothing would make me give up on my dreams, and that was another promise I had made to myself.
“You should’ve told us you were being bullied. We could’ve easily taken care of those kids for you! Don’t you have any idea how worried we were for you!” His mother screeched having it be obvious that her maternal instincts had been heightened after his blackout.
She stopped trying to cox me. Instead she got much more serious. “Snow, if what you say is true, you need to wake up soon. Because that means your brother is in trouble. He doesn’t know what he is, just as you don’t know what you are capable of. Put the fire out and come here right now. I must tell you something.”
“Mom, do you remember me asking you if I could go to Jerry Michaels pool party yesterday at about noon, when we driving to go eat lunch and you said “NO”, then we got into an argument?”
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“Well, I found out a bunch of information, including my biological mother’s business address. Carrie and I went to her business office and found her, but she denied the fact that she was my mother.”
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Babyhood is the time from when you are born till you 're 18 months old. Like everybody else, I don 't remember anything at all from this time. Whatever I do know is from my parents, siblings and other family members. My mother told me I wanted to appear into this world earlier than I should have. If not for the medications that let me arrive at the proper time, I may not have been here today writing this very sentence. I was born on 19th December, 1999 in Gujarat, India. My parents tell me I was a very quite baby and never troubled them much at all. I would never start crying in the middle of the night, arousing the entire neighborhood. My older brother would often look at me, and state how huge my eyes looked. As a baby, I was very fair, and often was referred to a white egg. Everyone loved to play and touch my cheeks when I was a baby.