An Unexpected Gift

Chapter 21- 'Intervention'

"Nas sweetie! Dom told us what happened and if you don't let us in we'll get a locksmith, Open the door baby girl!" As I lay on my couch staring at the ceiling I thought to myself, they had the worst timing ever! I just wanted to be left alone but my mother was not about to let that happen. "Kadi? Please open up?" Lacy requested softly.

I couldn't help it! I hadn't been to work in two days and my armpits no longer smelled sane, I have been extra cranky and I have been feeling nauseous, I just wanted to wallow in self-pity! What is it about me that attracts fuck ups and liars!? The only good thing in my life is Dom, my best friend. I was Pensive, oblivious to everyone and thing. My cell rang none stop and my door kept pounding. "Go away!" I belted, "Sweetie let us in.... Please!" my mom begged. I was in no state for visitors so once again I shouted, "I'm not home!". "Don't be silly sweetie we hear you moping and it's very unattractive. You're my daughter but I can smell you from here!" I froze and stared at the door. "Just open it!" My mom continued.

My eyes were red, puffy, and bloodshot from my waterworks, I was still in the same slacks I jumped into two days ago, and my hair was knot central, none the less I swung the door open. Everyone stood in awe! I turned and slumped to the couch once more while they cautiously followed suit all four of them Dom, Lacy, Mom, and Pablo. What was he doing here I hadn't seen him since that morning brewing coffee in my kitchen, my own barista.

"What in heavens is happening in here?" Dom started, "Holy shit!" he finished while I turned on the flat screen, "Nastassijah talk to me" My mom added sliding onto the couch beside me, and with concern in her eyes, she started stroking my hair. I stared at her and then back to the screen in silence. She began "Baby? What are you doing?", She now sounded worried. I couldn't focus to open my mouth I was buried in my own pain, and everybody seemed frantic around me. "Ms. Foster, are you alright?"  Pablo asked, Once again I stared at him and then at the screen, he never asked again though because his phone rang and he got up, it seemed important and urgent so he answered what he said was faint but audible, "Yes sir, no sir, at the hou.... Terrib....depressed... sure, yes sir!" he came back to sit "Ms. Foster I need you to come with me." I once again gazed at him and everyone else who invaded my apartment with the do not disturb look but he was not deterred. "My orders are to throw you over my shoulders if I have to!" I looked back to the screen when he added, "I'm sorry".

Then suddenly I felt a forceful swoop and I was practically out the door, I struggled, ranted, and raged to no avail, this negro was strong! I looked up to see all six eyes peeping out my door and the next thing I know I was in a jeep with black tinted windows. With stank morning breath and really bad hair!