Heart of A Jamaican Don (Book 1)

Chapter Thirty Nine

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Chanize POV

Twisting and turning I found myself groaning in my sleep... I was in pain.

"Dwanye..." mumbled under my breath, "Me no feel good," I slithered my hand across the sheets searching for his warm body. But it was empty... he wasn't here.

A weh the fuck this

A thought snaked to the back of m head,

Weh the fuck Dwayne deh.

Sitting upright, I bit down on y lips as the shooting pain across my back and belly intensified,

Something no right,

And even though I felt it in the pit of my stomach and still set out to find my man.

Picking up my cell phone from the nightstand, I swiped up on the dancing lock on the screen. Tapping on his nickname I gave him from the first time we fucked,

Suga Hood

But Suga Hood's phone line rang out... no answer. After a few more tries, I still kept trying... of course I did....

Not when this boy done have me as premium yam head.

Its 1:AM

"Woah!" I hollered, the pain was sharp enough to scream out.

And again
And again...

"Jesus..." I cried out, The pain was like sharp, sudden menstrual cramps... but five times that.

"Oh god," I pulled myself toward the door, I was here alone and no one can help me.

As leaped down the stairs, I felt thin, wet lines pouring down my legs,

I was afraid to look.

"Oh god, Please..." the tears flow down my cheek, "Please god," I begged, "Please save mi baby,"

As I grip the phone tighter in my hand, I f was losing myself, slipping away. I knew that I was about to pass out, and Dwayne is not answering his phone.

Scrolling down in my contact list, I scrolled down to Ashley's number,

Holding the phone to my ears, I felt relieved when I heard her chirpy voice on the other end of the line,

"Hey friend,"

"Ashl..." I managed to mutter, before collapsing to the ground.

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"...Weh the bumboclaat you mean you unsure--" a very distant voice echoed, Its was almost as if its in the back of my head,

Dwayne

He chuckled, not the sweet kind... the type where he was about to lose his chill, "Look like deh Doctor bwoy yah no know say me wi shoot up eh place,"

"Sir, I-- we are doing everything we can to get her the best treatment, rest assured that the team is doing all they can to.."

"Fuck you and fuck the bloodclaat team... because me can tell anyone a uno this, if--- if me lose her... business ago good fi the dead house---"

I slowly opened my eyes.

Looking around, I knew that I was in the hospital.

Dwayne was standing in front of the dark-haired Chinese man, dressed in blue scrubs, pointing his finger in his face,

Gunbag stood in the corner, with Ashley's handbag around his shoulder,

"Dwayne---" I managed to speak

Everyone's eyes shift to me.

"Doctor!" he screamed, bolting through the door, "Need Doctor Hall right now in room 14 now, the patient woke up,"

"Pussy ole a not even a real doctor" Gunbag cursed,
"Know say a wah batty bwoy from daylight mon, Man can be nurse?" Gunbag uttterd

"Chanize," Dwayne pulled up her loose pants, hurrying towards me, "Babes how you feel?"

"I don't know yet," I mumbled as i stared at him, i could see the sadness in his eyes,

"--- the baby?"

He said nothing, he merely looked over his shoulders.

Gunbag said nothing, he nodded at me with a half-smile, and left the room.

"Chanize--- babes.. me sorry---"

The near began to flow down my face,

I lost the baby--- our baby.

"And where the fuck were you Dwayne..." i cried louder,

Someone cleared their throat.

"Uhmm... "

"You no see say we in a the middle a something?" Dwayne glance back,

"It's ok..." i looked directly across at a tall, dark man dressed in white scrubs,

This must be Doctor Hall.

"How are you feeling?" he hovered to my side,

"I am ok," i tried to sit up,

"Oh no sweetheart, there is no need... You just need to rest,"

"Thank you," i forced a smile.

"Happy to hear that. So my name is Doctor Hall, and though our meeting was rather a tragic one, it's nice to meet you Chanize,"

i smiled.

I know that he was only trying to build small conversation... or rapport as we would call it at work.


"So i will be making some checks on you," He unwrapped a blood pressure machine.

Dwayne was still next to me... but on the other side.

"Ok," i nodded as i swallowed hard.

"Ok my darling... so---"

"You wah call her sweetheart or darling one more time," Dwayne jumped in,

I swear to God that i am about to jump up and wrap the cord from the machine around his fucking neck,

i just lost my baby... I--- and i just don't know how to feel.

"Get out," my voice was in total disgust... "I couldn't be near him,"

"Wah?"

"Get the fuck! out! Get the fuck out of the room Dwayne!!!!" i burst into tears, I was shouting and grabbing at the sheets and i was creating a brawl,

"Calm down," Doctor Hall held my shoulders in place,"

Dwayne hissed his teeth and left the room.


The Doctor and i were now alone, and he checked my blood pressure in silence.

I stared at nothing.

Its like my world came crashing down the moment Dwayne stepped into my life, Everything has changed for the worst.

"You ever..." i broke the silence, "You ever just know say something is bad fi you, like you feel it deep down... But still, you ignore all the red flags,"

or maybe me color blinded.

"Yep, haven't we all gotten with someone we should have fucked once,"

"I didn't say that," i looked at him."

"You didn't need to," he smiled, removing the tight elastic thingy from my upper arm.

"Its like taking cocaine," he continued as he stood up, putting the machine away. "You know it's bad for you, because you have seen what it did to others... but you still do it anyway right? Cause it makes you feel like good," Doctor Hall walked over to the drip, the bag was sucked dry.

I guess in this case Dwayne was the cocaine.

"What happened?" i bring my self to ask.

"You had a 1st-trimester miscarriage..." he stayed silent for a while. "And based on some test we ran... uhmmm its due high-level stress,"

I only nodded, watching him as he hang up the next full bag.

I need to break up with Dwayne.. for good.

He like the cocaine Doctor Hall mentioned.... feels good... but it is bad for me.