divided by white curtains. âFive or ten minutes,â he said to Jacoby. âWe want him to rest. Itâs the best thing for him right now.â
Jacoby nodded. We moved behind the curtain and saw Cedric lying there looking casket ready. Tubes were in his nose and mouth. Dried up blood was on his face and hands. The sheets had a few blood stains too, and even though he wasnât dead, he sure did look it. IVs were in his hands and the beeping sound from his heart monitor sounded off. I felt bad for Jacoby who stood there motionless. Hurt was trapped in his eyes, as well as a little fear.
He reached out to touch Cedricâs hand, which looked swollen. âTake care, Dad. Just wanted to let you know that I was here. Iâll be back tomorrow. Hopefully, Mom will come with me.â
To no surprise, Cedric didnât respond. I reached out to give Jacoby a hug, and after ten more minutes, we left. Adrianne was waiting for him in the waiting area. He said that she would drive him home.
âBe careful,â I said to them. âLet me know if you speak to your mother. Iâll let you know if she calls me.â
With a sad look on his face, Jacoby left. I headed to Keithâs room, looking like a bum in a plain gray sweat suit that was kind of dingy. I didnât want him to see me like this, but I had rushed out of the house to see about Kayla. A cap was on my head, covering my short, layered hair that needed perming. The only thing jazzy on me was my gold hoop earrings.
I entered Keithâs room and saw him sitting up in bed watching TV. Bryson was there, too. He was talking on his cell phone, but excused himself before leaving the room.
âI thought you were going home,â Keith said with his gown hanging off his broad shoulders. His muscles were exposed, and in a hospital bed or not, my man always looked sexy. âAnd where is the cake you promised me?â
âI havenât had time to cook anything. Needless to say, this day has been a day from hell.â
Keith patted the spot next to him. âCome here. Tell me all about it. Based on our conversation from earlier, when you promised to tell Kayla the truth, I take it things turned ugly.â
âMore than ugly. Almost deadly.â
Keith cocked his head back in shock. I sat next to him on the bed and began to tell him about the drama between me and my BFFs.
Chapter 3
Evelyn
A week had passed, and to no surprise, I hadnât heard from Kayla or Trina. I, at least, thought somebody would call to let me know about Cedricâs funeral, but I guess they didnât want his babyâs mama, me, showing up and causing a scene. I was livid. Called myself telling Kayla what was up with her no-good man and this was the thanks I got. It wasnât my fault that she had married a man like Cedric, and any woman in her right mind wouldâve hopped in the bed with him and taken his money too. I was in need of cash, and since heâd offered to pay my rent, I couldnât turn him down. And even though I had to give a little something in return, sex wasnât necessarily a bad thing. Not with a man like Cedric anyway, because sex with him was always finger-licking good. Thatâs what I was going to miss, and there was a tiny part of me that missed him already. I wondered who had shot him. Obviously, not Kayla since she was probably too busy running around, looking for sympathy. Trina would surely give it to her. The next time I saw either of them, I was going to let them have it.
For now, I had to make it to my appointment at the abortion clinic. I thought long and hard about this. It was in my best interest to terminate the pregnancy. I could barely take care of myself. Bringing a child into my unstable situation wasnât a good thing. I figured I would have to seek other alternatives regarding my financial situation. Now that Cedric was gone, my well had definitely run dry.
At first, I wasnât nervous
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