Color Blind

Changes

When I opened my eyes I groaned immediately, making them snap close right away. There was so much pressure, pain, and I felt like I needed to throw up. I tried to sit up, but it hurt to move too much.

"Vannah, don cha move, Is gonna fine Sista Brown" I recognized that voice, but my eyes kept closing tight, hoping it would relive some pain.

"Ha eyes was open, ya sho boy" I heard another voice in the room and tried to move my head towards it, but screamed in pain. Why did everything hurt so bad? What happened to me?

"Run and git ha some wata', ha throat mighty dry" I felt a hand touch mine and a tear splash on my face.

"Baby girl, I know ya hurtin bad, but I need ya to open dem eyes, ya been sleepin too long" I tried to do as she said but the pain was so intense.

"Sista Brown, wha' happin to me" I heard nothing for a while, and then felt cool water down my throat. It hurt but soothed me at the same time.

"Pull her up by ha arms, real slow Chris" I felt myself being pulled up and screamed in pain again.

"I'm so sorry Vannah" My head lolled back until it hit the wall, and I slowly opened my eyes. Sista Brown was looking at me with tears falling down her eyes. Chris came into my line of vision and gave me a soft smile.

"i known you'd wake Vannah, ya too strong ta let any of em break ya" Break me, who broke me. My head hurt as visions and pictures raced through it. I remembered everything, Trey getting missus pregnant and Percy, Percy did this. I touched my stomach hoping he didn't hurt the baby too much, but I knew by the looks on their faces, the baby was long gone.

"Whea Trey" Chris frowned and looked away for a moment. I reached out, groaning at the sudden movement but held my brothers hand tightly.

"Mista got home, sekond day yous was out, Missus tol em she was spectin, Trey ran Vannah, left in middle of da night, left dis fo ya, don know if ya can read it" Chris gave me a piece of paper with some scribble on it. I recognized some words here and there.

Vannah,

I luv ya like I ain't eva loved anotha, Is sorry i leaves ya wit a baby and all, specially afta what Percy don to ya. Is so sorry Vannah, i neva ment to hurt ya baby. I luvs ya and Riva, and I wills come git ya, I won leave ya foeva, i promise ya, I had ta go Vannah, please don hate me fo what i did, i did it fa ya. I also did somtin fa ya for i go, Percy neva mess wit ya gin, i promise ya dat. I luv ya my love, my everythang.

Trey

I held the note to my chest and couldn't stop the tears. Chris held my hand softly and kissed my knuckles.

"Vannah since ya been out, lots deen happen" I looked up at him and frowned. What else could have happened.

"Mista put Missus out da house and put mama back in, he kept Journey though, Percy was found in da woods where he hurt ya, somebody pulled his tongue out and deen broke his man hood in pieces, he livin, but barley, dey think it was Trey, dey go kill em when dey find him" I let a small smile grace my face. he deserved to die for what he did to me, what he did to my baby.

"Percy could die Vannah, how ya smile at sumthin lik dat" I looked at Chris weirdly.

"He raped me most ta death Chris, he rape ya, I saw it" Chris eyes grew angry and he stood up and away from me.

"He tol me ya ain't see it" I sighed and watched Sista Brown looking at us with big eyes before she excused herself. Probably to gossip.

"I aint think no less of ya, specially when Is da same" I looked around for a moment and remembered my baby.

'Whea Riva, where my boy" Chris sat next to me and frowned again.

"Mista can't fin Johnny boy, Missus tol him bout Johnny bein Rivas papa, so he took im', he says just till ya wake, I told Papa you up so he we'n and tol Mista John" I nodded my head as I heard male voices and a babys crying coming to my shack. Papa and Mista John came back with a small bundle in Mista Johns arms.

"Vannah, ya did good, look jus lik my boy, oooh wee, Percy did a numba on ya face" Mista John said as he got closer to me. He softly placed my little boy in my arms and I kissed his little hands as he stopped crying.

"Ya mama, said he missin ya, ain't stop crying yet, can't wait till she hav our lil one" I looked up from him to papa, and saw papas murderous expression.

"Been goin at it like rabbits since I put da missus out, gettin rounder ereyday, so Vannah wes got a talkin my Johnny boy is missin, dey ain't got a body, or nothin to tell me, and sincin Riva look so much like his pappy, when he git olda, he come live with me, I knows ya was married to that nasty nigga Trey, but ya can consider him dead girl, I founds ya a nice stud to marry, and ya go give us beautiful niggas to put on dat farm, Mayor says long as I give Journey to his son, I can keeps my slaves" I felt tears fall down my eyes. he was going to sell Journey, but that's his daughter.

"Don't cha cry fo ha, he a rich boy, go take the best care of Journey, ifin, ya was my gal, I do da same fo ya, I know if my boy was here, he take ya like I took my woman, ya rest up and takin car of ma boy, ya did good Vannah" Mista left and my father looked at me with such hatred in his eyes.

"Why ya have to wake Vannah" He asked in a cold voice as he left. I held my baby close to me and wondered once again, why my father hated me so much.

"Don't cha worry Vannah, Is go help take care of ya" i nodded my head as I held my baby close ta me and rocked him gently.

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A few moons have come and gone and my River is getting bigger and bigger everyday. He's even learning words and has his two of his bottom teeth. Mister wasn't kidding when he said that River looked like Johnny, so much it hurt sometimes. Percy is in a chair now, he can't move too much, and he can't talk. I love it. Chris moved into the shack with me and helps with River. I needed to bathe, so I waited till the air was a little chill and took River to bathe with me in the moonlight.

"Riva ya know, me and ya daddy use ta sit here and hol hands all night, pretty sho you was made here" he smiled at me and splashed some water on me.

"ya naughty boy" he giggled again and looked at me with those ice blue eyes just like his father.

"Dada" I frowned at him and bit my bottom lip. Who was teaching him that word, probably Mista. River pointed behind me and said it again.

"Mama, Dada" He touched my face and I turned around, shocked by what I saw. I kept shaking my head, not believing what i was seeing in front of me.

"Johnny"