Candice: omg he came to your house ?
Camila:yes, I was so scared, Quincy had to shoot him
Candice: what!? Omg are y'all okay?
Camila: yeah we're good, it was scary as hell though
Candice: I can imagine, did he get locked up?
Camila: the officers said they would call me and let me know what happened to him, he wasn't looking too good while they were taking him to the hospital
Candice: that is so fucking crazy
Camila: sighs) it is, he just kept calling me Ashley and it brought up so many bad memories
Candice: Quincy knows your real name now ?
Camila: yeah I told him when I got home. He was so understanding and he made me feel so comfortable
Candice: you got you a good man sis, he ain't gone let nothing happen to y'all
Camila: girl he is so perfect
Quincy:( wheeling the baby crib in the room) let's keep her in here for the night
Camila: ok, Candy I'll see you tomorrow
Candice: alright bye
( they hang up)
Camila: are you okay baby ?
Quincy: sits next to her ) I'm good, how are you ?
Camila: I'm ok now
Quincy: you know I'm always gone protect y'all
Camila:(hugs him ) thank you baby, I love you
Quincy: I love you more (kisses her)
Camila: (scoots back and lays down) thank you for not judging me about changing my name. I should've told you day 1
Quincy: why would I ? You been through some shit, you needed a fresh start and I don't blame you
Camila: I'm sorry I drug you into this mess (sighs)
Quincy: Mila stop, you have nothing to apologize for. I love you and I'm always gone protect you
Camila:you're heaven sent I swear
Quincy: just for you(smiles)
(Camila's phone rings )
Camila:(answers) hello
Officer: hi Ms. Baker, this is Officer Winslow, I wanted to give you an update
Camila: oh hi
Officer: Mr. Alan unfortunately just passed away, doctors couldn't control the bleeding
Camila: w-wow , um thanks for the update
Officer: no problem
(Camila hangs up)
Quincy: what they say?
Camila: he died, they couldn't stop the bleeding
Quincy: that's unfortunate, but he can't try and hurt you no more
Camila: I hate to say it but feels like a weight been lifted off me
Quincy: no more worries
Camila:(smiles) finally !
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The Donor
General FictionTwenty -Four year old Camila Baker has a semi perfect life. A decent job, nice car, beautiful home. All she is missing is a family of her own. Somebody to love her and give her a reason to come home every night. Love can find you in mysterious ways...
