Bad Intentions

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"Please Priscilla." I begged the blonde haired girl following her out of the hospital.

"I already said no." She says attempting to speed walk her way to her car. I ran moving between her and her car.

"Priscilla this is the only way." I said.

"Why don't you just get character witnesses? Someone who says you'd be a better parent."

"Because you are the only one they care about. I could have Obama say I'm a great parent and they still would want you to say it." I explained. She sighed and shifted her purse on to her other shoulder.

"I'll write a letter or whatever." She said racking her brain for ways not to come.

"You have to be there. You have to say that you surrender both you and Andy's rights as parents."

"I can't do it." She said shaking her head in refusal.

"Why not?" I asked squeezing my eyebrows together.

"Because I'm not in love with Andy. But I do love him. I'm not evil. I'm not going to take everything away from him. He wants this baby. If he loses the baby then he can't hate me."

"Priscilla you are hurting a lot of people to save the emotions of one person?" I asked bewildered that this was even being talked about.

"It doesn't look like that to me. It looks like Andy loves me and I care about that. Regardless of the positions I've put you through." She says.

"I'm quitting." I said walking off.

"Quitting what?" She asks following me.

"I'm not fighting for the baby. I'm surrendering my rights." I shrugged carelessly. I didn't need to add Priscilla to the mix of drama I already had. And I wasn't going to beg her in the parking lot of a hospital.

"What are you saying? You're just giving up? There has to be other ways you can win, people you can call. Tell them he was selling drugs!" She shouts.

"Asher was helping him along with my mother. So next bad idea Priscilla?" I asked.

"There's got to be something. Someone you can call."

"There is someone. You." I said honestly pointing to the girl who had the key but hesitated to open the box.

"I'm sorry. I know you don't owe me anything. But please, please don't let Andy win. I've never needed anything more than this." She said.

"Why don't you think Andy will be a good father?" I asked. She sighed and pushed her hair off of her shoulders.

"He gets to easily distracted. He is a walking distraction. He can't think without getting put onto a different topic. A child needs stability. He needs someone who can think. You can think no matter what's going on. He needs that. The baby needs you." She says. I sighed and continued to walk to my car. Priscilla sighed and started crying.

"Fine. I'll come to family court. I'll be a character witness. I'll surrender my rights." She says wiping tears from her eyes. I sigh and embrace her.

"It'll be okay. This is for the best. This is for everyone." I said cooing her. Her sobs grew louder almost attracting attention from stragglers on the way in and out of the hospital. I didn't know why I was always in this position. The position where I had to make it all better with words and hugs. If only those were the only necessary materials need to fix a broken arm or heal a bullet wound. If only I could say the right things without having them trail off into unimaginable undertones. If only my love could fix the problems in Priscilla's life. If only.