Chapter 2
“Dinners ready.” Shantay said as she placed the food on the table. We all made our way to the table and sat down. Shantay was a pretty Puerto Rican who was born in Puerto Rico and came here when she turnt 5. Ishmael was from Jamaica but was born and raised in England. La’Shyra ran down the stairs and into the dining room covered in baby power.
“Mummy, Kadeem look I’m a ghost.” She giggled. I laughed along with her. I looked over at Shantay who didn’t look very amused.
“La’Shyra whats wrong with you? Using up all the powder on your foolishness.” She grabbed La’Shyra arm and took her upstairs. What was wrong with her? She was only joking around. I looked over towards De’Andre, who had his eyebrow raised. I shrugged.
“Sorry about that. Hmm Shantay’s a bit...” Ishmael said. I nodded.
“It’s alright.” Jackie had left because she had a meeting to go too.
“So Deem, De’Andre you two a couple?” Ishmael asked.
“Yeah.” De’Andre said. I smiled.
“Oh good stuff.” Ishmael said while nodding.
“Yeaah, so how come you decided to adopt La’Shyra?” De’Andre asked.
“Oh we haven’t adopted her. Where her foster family. What happens is La’Shyra goes back to the care home every 6 months for 2 months and if nobody adopts her she’s come back here for another 6 months.” YES! That means I can still get my baby back.
“So why does she call you and Shantay Mummy and Daddy?” I asked out of curiosity.
“Oh because Shantay can’t have kids you see...so yeah.” He looked down while saying it.
“Oh okay, so when is La’Shyra going back to the care home then?” I needed to know so I could act fast. Just as that question was asked Shantay came down the stairs with La’Shyra who had tears in her eyes.
“La’Sh whats wrong?” Ishmael asked. She looked up at Shantay. Shantay kissed her teeth. I did not like her attitude. La’Shyra shook her head.
“Nothing Daddy.” She wiped her tears away and came and sat down next to me at the table. I rubbed her back slowly.
“You ready to eat ‘Shyra?” I asked her,
“Are we eating Chocolate?” She asked. I just laughed.
“Nope, were eating Chicken and rice.” I smiled at her. My smile dropped as I witnessed her throw herself on the floor. She started throwing a tantrum.
“I WANT TO EAT CHOCOLATE! I WANT TO EAT CHOCOLATE NOW!!!!!!!!!!” Shantay walked up to her and slapped her up. Like 4 times. I stood up slowly and looked at her. I could feel my temper rising, higher and higher. I felt to box her up. The more I thought about it the more my temper rose. What did she take this for? Slapping my child? Even though she didn’t know that.
“Shantay what the hell are you doing?” Ishmael said. I looked over at De’Andre with my ands balled into fists. He walked up to La’Shyra and picked her up calming her down.
“Deem’ go outside.” He said. I stepped outside the room and sat down on the floor. I was getting vex. I didn’t want to start something just in case they suspect something. But what could I do? I took my phone out. If she could slap La’Shyra up in front of guests, what could she do behind closed doors? I dialled Jackie’s number. She didn’t pick up at first but picked up the 2nd time.
“Hello Deem’? I’m in at meeting so make it quick.” I stepped outside the house.
“Sh-She slapped La’Shyra...Shantay slapped my baby.” I heard her gasp/
“Oh no...And I can’t leave this meeting aswell. Uhm pack some of La’Shyra things and take her to yours.”
“Ok...” I walked back into the dining room.
“La’Shyra comes.” I put my hand out and she ran up to me. I nodded at De’Andre indicating that I would let him know what was going on.
I walked up the stairs with La’Shyra. I found her room. I sat her down in her seat and knelt down in front of her.
“Were going on a little holiday ok hun?” She nodded and I wiped her tears. “Does mummy beat you alot then?”
“Yes...I don’t know why. Because I’m a good girl. And I tell her to stop but she doesn’t listen. But sometimes I get scared cos she’s big and I’m small.” She said while sniffing. I swear when i get La’Shyra back I’ll kill Shantay.
“Oh that’s bad.”
“I want you to be my mummy Kadeem, you’re much nicer.”
“Well thank you. You can call me mummy if you want.” She nodded. I packed all of the things I thought she would need. When I was done I quickly made my way downstairs with La’Shyra travel bag in one hand and her in my other. I opened the door slowly and told her to wait there.
I walked into the dining room.
“She’s asleep, and Shantay you should be ashamed. We’re going to go now...Stay blessed ok. Uhm De’Andre.” He nodded and stood up.
“I’ll see you out,” Ishmael said.
“Naah it’s alright.” We left and got into his car.
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As I changed La’Shyra into her Pj’s I noticed a few bruises on her back. I kissed my teeth.
“Shyra’ you hungry?”
“Yes...very hungry.” I took her downstairs and gave her something to eat
“Tomorrow you’re going to meet your uncle Diego and some other uncles and aunts...excited?”
“Hmm whatever...Can I have some chocolate?” I shook my head and gave her Diego’s galaxy. He’s not going to be happy. Oh well.
I noticed that she was falling asleep. I picked her up and took her upstairs. As I placed her on my bed she mumbled something.
“I love you mummy.” I couldn’t help but smile.
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Deem's Life xOLD VERSION
Teen FictionDeem's Life, is a bout a girl whos been through a lot, from being deaf, to stabbing up her crush, to even getting disowned by her family This is her story, Her life.
