Sane

Bitter Sweet

Trece's P.O.V

I felt a sharp pain across my abdomen and immediately I knew something wasn't right. Not when I'm pregnant. Something was wrong, and it was with the baby. I need to move now.

"Ce, mi belly " I tried to complete but another sharp pain followed I ended up screaming pulling in attention from passers-by. Celene understood what was happening as our male companions looked around .

"Hospital now" I heard Ranique say tugging me to the backseat of the car as I laid my head on Celene's lap. I passed out after the third pain because it was overwhelming trying to calm down knowing something was outterly wrong .

Celene's P.O.V

Trece was not responding anymore. It pained me to check her clothes for blood residue in fear that she may be losing her baby. But there was none and that made me feel a little better but there was still something terribly wrong so I still didn't feel fully good about it.

Ranique was driving like a mad man like he wanted us all to be in the hospital and his driver was leading the way clearing the traffic. We went to UWI hospital I less than 3 minutes. We got someone to give her medical attention really fast.

3 hours later........

Ranique left saying he had something to straighten out but I should call him if there's an update before he returns. The driver however hasn't moved an inch like her life depended on it and he was glad to be her hope. Her was behaving like the father of this child and in Trece's position right now, I wish he was.

We didn't talk we just sat there hoping for the best. Doctors and nurses have come and went but none have said anything other than she'll be ok soon. And that's really not what I want to hear.

After about 5 mins later a nice looking coolie man wid the sexy physique came to give us an update. I let my eyes wander caz it's nice to appreciate God's time consuming works. This yah man yah bloodline a come from David caz a likkle a heaven milk and honey him steam inna.

He cleared his throat and my eyes were now behaving. Swear mi hormones have the worst timing ever. "Your friend will be just fine, we had to do a minor operation to have her stabilized ,she's now stable".

"What about the baby?"

He held his head low. Nothing more needed to be said, and I just knew that right now, she NEEDED me. "Can I go see her please?" I asked desperately.

"She should be resting now, but you can go give her some company" he said understanding the loss.

I didn't even say anything, her friend had tears running down his face as if he lost his first born and I just really hoped he was authentic because if he is, he'd be able to pull the stability she's gonna need now more than ever.

Ranique extra suh Trece get har own room, I opened the door and closed it behind me. She looked so broken laying there. She was obviously putting her best face forward. She gave me a small smile and I returned it. "Wahpm b?"

"Mi worthless, deeven a baby mi couldn't carry come" she replied and let the tears spill. I ran over to her to give her a hug. "Nuh seh suh, a God plan" I told her.

"Maybe, atleast now mi naah guh have baby who daddy a crawsis" she tried to convince me she was joking. But I saw the pain. And I know it's pain, she started thinking of names, she wanted a baby shower, she bought a cute pair of socks while we were at a store couple days ago. The attachment had already formed, now she's probably empty, blaming herself.

"A nuh your fault, a just God set it suh" I told her making sure she could understand she had nothing to do with it. "Plus, yuh woulda have a nice baby daddy inna yuh life, your friend out there a cry enuh" I told her, the Jamaican in me couldn't hold the gossip.

"Him a bawl fi true?" she asked with tears. "Yes, like a him a the father".

It lightened her mood because I saw a faint smile. " I told him and he stayed, he would have stayed with me even with the pregnancy".

"A lie, then a suh unuh did a gwan?" I replied shocked they got that close.

She laughed. "Yes, wish a did him a the father but now not even pretend we cyah pretend" her smile fell.

I hugged her again. " Mi deh yah fi yuh, yuh naah fi try play strong all the time Trece, just let it out". Come like a that she did need fi hear. She let out a painful cry with a mourning face releasing the pain of loss into my shoulder.

I rubbed small circles into her back as she cried,  she fell asleep a little after that and I went back to school leaving her there. I'd be back to her and I left her friend in her room watching her sleep. I can sense his authentic love for her and that puts me at ease, she won't feel alone.

I didn't pay much attention in the classes but I made notes and thought after Trece all day. I was about to walk to the hospital when I saw Ranique pull up.

"Why yuh nuh ansa yuh phone my girl?" he fumed.

"I place my phone on silent during school hours" I told him. He rolled his eyes and I opened the passengers side of the car and got in. Life is so funny, some time ago mi woulda check every corner if somebody a come before mi guh inna waah car, especially the front seat because I was scared people would assume the worst. Now, mi get big. Grandma can't slap me(or atleast she's not here to).

"How was classes?" he genuinely asked.

"It was good, but mi mind deh pon Trece" I told him honestly.

"Yuh friend soon good man. Issa bitter sweet mood, the worthless boy nuh have waah attachment to har again and  my ute out fi lock down the city, like yuh naah pree, everything soon good" he said. He wasn't wrong,

Trece has been through a lot. All the partying and drugs is to numb her pain. She doesn't really have anyone sot with her and give her a type of love that makes you feel like you're enough or you belong. Raising a child alone she'd want to be perfect and she'd feel incomplete like she's not enough and she caused the child to have a absentee father. Best to let it go.

We got to the hospital. We sat in the car a little bit in silence. "How much is the room? I asked. "Not your business" he rudely responded. " Be concerned about later, what are you preparing for your son?" He said.

"Huh?" I questioned. This man really serious.  Mi deeven really know him him waah call fi him pickney my son....., Aunty Cece.

"Yes Celene, you have to cook something for him tonight, and he's kinda picky caz mi kinda spoil him a way" he continued. Dah man yah nuh normal.

"Ranique, yuh nuh think it kinda too early to introduce me to your son? I asked. "No, nuh like him aguh have a next person fi meet, think yaave a choice inna this?" He laughed exiting the car. I sat there looking dumb caz dah man yah sound like him probably try squeeze mi throat inna mi sleep.

I decided to exit as well and we walked up to the room. Trece was awake with her tongue down her driver's throat. "Easy nuh mi killa." Ranique said making them split apart. The driver looked embarrassed but Trece still had a small blush going on for her. I know she's falling apart but atleast she has the glue to place her back together. 

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Guys, I know I say this every time but I really do try to update more. This is a short piece, just to update so you guys don't think I left the book on hold.

Thanks for all the love, I really appreciate you ❤, all a who a bad mi up fi dem update and ting, mi see unuh and mi aguh step up soon, nuh worry unuh self unuh soon love mi like how church people love dem pastor 🥴😁