Quincy pov: bae been in the bed all day. I know she's hurt about her mama. It's tough hearing that and I can't imagine feeling that pain. It was like 3 in the morning and I was up because little miss Cammie was up and she wasn't planning on going back to sleep anytime soon I guess. So we were just up watching a movie. I started hearing Mila's phone buzz and say that her sister was calling. She didn't wake up, so I answered it.
Quincy: hey Ebony
Ebony:(crying) where's Mila ?
Quincy: she's asleep, you alright ?
Ebony: mama being rushed to the hospital, it's not looking good
Quincy: shit, okay I'm gone wake her up and we on our way
Ebony: okay, hurry please
Quincy: I will
Camila pov: Quincy woke me up and told me we had to get to the hospital quick. I got up and slipped on my pajama pants and grabbed my phone and wallet. Once he picked up Camry, we hurried to the car. I strapped her in and put on my seatbelt and Quincy drove us there. My heart was in my stomach right now as we approached the front desk.
Nurse: hello, how can I help you?
Camila: hi, I'm looking for my mother Melinda Harris. My sister just called saying she was being rushed here
Nurse: let me look her up (typing on the computer ) she's in a room 204 your sisters are in there, the rest in the family is in the waiting room at the moment. (Handing them passes) go straight down this hall on the left side you'll see a green door which is the waiting room.
Quincy: thank you(grabbing the passes )
(Quincy takes the baby to the waiting room while Mila goes in the room with her sisters)
Yolanda:you made it (walks over to her and hugs her )
Camila:tears fall) got here as fast as I could(walks over to the bed and sits on the edge grabbing her mom's hand) hi mama
Melinda:(slowly opens her eyes and looks at her) h-hi baby
Camila: I love you so much and you're gonna be ok
Melinda:( reaches up and wipes her tears) I love you too
(The heart monitor starts to beat rapidly )
Camila: mama?
Yolanda:mama!(tapping her)
Ebony: crying) mama wake up
Ebony pov: the doctors came into the room and did what they needed to do. We sat in silence for a while and held on to our mama. This shit hurt so damn bad.
(They leave out and go back to the waiting room.)
Camila:(wiping her tears) she's gone
Martin:sighs) I am so sorry y'all
Camila:(goes and sits with Quincy) I can't believe this
Quincy:( wraps his arm around her) I am so sorry baby
Camry: mommy sad?
Quincy: yes she is pumpkin
Camry:no cry (climbs into Camila's lap and hugs her tightly)
Camila:(sniffs and kisses her forehead) mommy will be fine baby...
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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...