Jayce: hey tt !
Camila: damn boy, you got your daddy height (looking up at him)how tall are you?
Jayce:(laughs) 6'8(hugs her)
Camila: damn
Yolanda:(laughs) girl ain't he big, I use him to get everything off the top shelf
Camila: how's school coming?
Jayce: it's stressful but I'm doing it, law school is no joke
Camila: I know, I watched your mama struggle but she did it
Yolanda: I told him it wasn't gone be easy
China:Jayce !(runs and jumps on him)
Jayce: hey chi chi, where tt?
China: she coming, this our stuff?
Yolanda: yeah I got y'all some clothes for a few days
China: thank you
Ebony:(comes to the door) hi sissy, hi nephew
Jayce: hey tt
Yolanda:frowns ) aww look at you , are you feeling okay?
Ebony:(sighs) I'm extremely sore
Camila: kids go in the back
China:come on Jayce
Jayce: I'm 24
Camila: get yo tall ass in the back !
Jayce: yes ma'am (jogs down the hallway)
Ebony: he drug me down the stairs and just kept punching me over and over again
Yolanda: but why? What happened ? Bad day at work, drugs, drinking?
Ebony; I can't even remember
Camila: you can't remember ?
Ebony; no(grabs her head) uh my head
Camila: Quincy !
Yolanda: helping her to the couch ) sit down sis
(Ebony starts having a seizure, Quincy comes down)
Quincy: what's wrong?
Camila: she's having a seizure ( turning Ebony on her side)
Quincy:(kneels down and holds her head in place) Yolanda call 911 now
Camila: Quincy is she gonna be okay
Quincy: I don't know
Camila pov: when the ambulance came, they quickly got her on the gurney and to the truck. Quincy rode with her so he could tell them what happened. Me and Yolanda got in her truck and followed behind while Jayce stayed at the house with China and Mike. I hope my sister is okay.
A few hours later:
Camila: you feeling okay?
Ebony:(nods slowly) sore
Yolanda: the doctor said you got hit in the head, a concussion caused you to have that seizure
Ebony:I can't go back home, my blood is all over that house (tears up) too many memories
Camila:(holding her hand) you don't have to, you can stay with me or yo-yo
Yolanda: don't worry about all that right now anyways. You need to rest and get yourself together
Ebony: I love y'all
Yolanda: we love you too
(Camila goes to the waiting room)
Quincy: she going okay?
Camila: sits down) yeah, so far. The doctor said he's gonna give her some pain meds, something for nausea and the seizure ( groans)
Quincy; you don't look to good, sit back I'm gone get you some ice water
Quincy pov: I went and got her some ice water and came back. She's stressing too much right now and she just gotta take it easy.
Quincy; drink this
Camila: bae I'm fine, just a little hot
Quincy; you're about to pass out, I can tell. Sip on this water ( placing a wet paper towel on her head to cool her off) you really need to take it easy bae
Camila: closing her eyes) I'm gonna be sick
Camila pov; Quincy helped me over to the trash can and I threw up so much. This wasn't good and I needed to take it easy like he said.
Quincy: I'm worried about you Camila
Camila: baby I- I'm fine ( trying to gain her balance )
Quincy: Mila, looks at me , what are you feeling?(holding her up)
(Camila passes out)
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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...