Onika Jones//Oni
------------------------I had just finished work. I was now on my way to Mrs. Morgan's office which was an hour away from my workplace. I felt so tired and lazy to drive but I didn't want to disturb Lamar's peace.
I stopped at McDonalds to get some food because I was hungry. On my way to her office, I listened to R&B music. I eventually made it to her office. It was now 4:10pm and it took me exactly an hour get here.
I took my purse; phone and I tugged my gun on the waistline of jean. I was wearing an oversized shirt so the gun wouldn't be visible.
I got out, locked my car and walked towards her office.
"Hey Amari. Long time no see." The receptionist said.
"Hey Mia. Is Morgan here?" I asked.
"Yea. She's in her office." she said.
I nodded and walked towards the elevator.
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I knocked on her door and opened it. She was drinking coffee while looking out of the window.
"Good to see you again Amari." she smiled.
"Hey Morgan." I sat down on the chair across from her and her table.
"How you feel?" she asked.
"I'm...living so that's good." I shrugged.
"Hm. Would you like anything to drink?" she offered.
"Uh I'm fine, but thanks though." I said with a small smile.
"Okay. So, what would you like to hear first?" she asked collecting a file from the drawer.
"Anything." I shrugged.
"Hmm. Okay. So, your cervix. While you were in your coma, I decided to run some tests on your body." She said looking at some papers. I'm guessing those are the tests.
"And?"
"Turns out its healing. Bit by bit. Still bruised and all but I see some good improvements." she looked up at me.
"So uhm...I still won't be able to get pregnant?" I asked
"Yes and No. There is a possibility that you can get pregnant, but it would be a high-risk pregnancy. Either you won't be able to make it or the baby." she said. I got my hopes up for nothing
I sighed looking at the floor.
"Amari I'm not saying this to make you scared or to make you lose hope or to bring you down. I'm saying this to show you that God is working wonders. Little by little. You just need to take your meds and take care of yourself. I know it's hard for you to believe that you might not get pregnant but don't lose hope." she comforted me.
"Is it still a very high-risk pregnancy?" I asked looking up at her.
"Not as high as the first time." she said. My eyes widened to what she said.
"Wait what you mean first time?" I raised one eye.
"Amari you know your mama and I are close. I know what happened that day. When you came to California, your mama sent me the files and pictures of you. How lifeless you looked. Gosh I felt so bad that I started crying."
"So, that's why my mama recommended you to me, because you already knew." I said lowly.
"Yea. She asked me to help and monitor your health. So that's how I know the chances of you not getting pregnant isn't as bad as before."
"Oh. How about my anemia, depression and anxiety disorder?" I asked.
"You don't have to worry too much about that. You just need to continue taking your meds. Especially your anemia meds." she said.
"H-how about my arm?" I asked.
"It's going to be fine. Just don't put too much pressure on it for now." she instructed. She stood up and walked to the other table, grabbing a brown paper bag. She sat down again and handed them to me.
"Your next set of meds" she smiled.
"Thanks." There was a bit of silence for a few seconds before I spoke up. "Is that all?"
"Yea. You can go back to Lamar." She waved me off.
I chuckled at what she said. I stood up and walked to the door. I was ready to open it, but she stopped me.
"Go easy on yourself, okay? You have people who care about you. Don't forget about it."
I nodded at her with a smile before I left.
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I parked my car out Lamar's house. I practically live here now. I saw other cars outside indicating that BIack, Tai and Omar were over. I got out and walked into the house. Most obviously the door was not locked so I just walked in.
"Hey sis." Black said
"Wassup." said Omar
"Yo." Tai said
"Hey guys." I said with a weak smile. I was so fucking tired. Goddamn anemia.
They were all playing Call of Duty on Lamar's XBox.
"Fuck too you so long? You finish at 3 on a Friday. You're three hours late." Lamar mugged me.
"Nigga shut up. Ian in the mood right now." I rolled my eyes and made my way to the kitchen.
I took my gun outta my jean and was ready to put it on the island table, but Black said something."Shit, she finna shoot you." he joked.
"Don't make me shoot you next." I spoke. I wasn't gonna do it.
"But where were you doe?" Omar asked.
"Shouldn't you be on your way to the airport assum?" I scrunched up my face.
"Nah not now." he shrugged focusing back on the game.
I opened the fridge and pulled out a bottle of water. Suddenly, Lamar pinned me against the fridge.
"Onika quit playin' wimme." he snatched the bottle out of my hand.
"Will what do you want?" I rolled my eyes
"What I tell you about rolling your eyes at me." I rolled my eyes again and tried walking past him, but he just pulled me back.
"I'ma ask you again. Why you take so long?" He said roughly.
"I was just at Morgan's office. Thats why I'm only coming now." I spoke lowly, looking at the floor.
"Now why didn't you jus say that?" he lifted my chin so I could look at him.
"Because I'm tired, wanna sleep and don't wanna talk" I sighed. I seriously was tired.
"The fuck? You-nevermind." he said
"Now can I get my bottle of water? I wanna take a shower and sleep." he gave it back and I took my pills and guns with me.
I opened the door to our room and plopped everything on the table. I sighed and took my clothes. I just threw them inside the laundry basket. As I was looking for my towel, Lamar walked into the room while I was naked.
He looked me up and down and a smirk grew on his handsome face. He shook his head and walked past me grabbing his phone charger. I finally found my towel. I was ready to put it on, but he smacked my ass and winked at me before walking out.
I just laughed and went to take my shower. It took me 50 minutes to do my hygiene. That includes putting lotion on my body and getting dressed. I just wore another one of Lamar's shirts and an underwear.
I got on the bed and took my phone to check the time. It was 8:10pm. I saw I had a lot of messages and missed calls. I rolled my eyes and put my phone on charge. I got comfy in the bed and immediately knocked out.
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Living Off Past Trauma.
ChickLitGirl who got raped by her friend when she was 15 decides to move to California with her bestie at age 18. She lives her life freely. She's "Living Off Past Trauma" but doesn't know that her trauma comes back for her.