𝘋𝘳𝘶𝘨 𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯

47

Tashara Amani

I looked down as I seen blood in the toilet. I couldn't believe what was happening to me right now.

I called Sekani because he was the only one I could talk to right now.

I flushed then washed my hands and went to sit on my bed.

All I could do was cry. I was panicking. I didn't know what to do.

"Baby. It's gone be okay. We gone go to the doctor tomorrow and see what's going on." He wrapped his arms around me.

I fell asleep right there in his arms.

-
"Tashara Jones." We heard before standing up. We headed to the back. I got everything checked then waited for my doctor.

"Okay so we're experiencing some bleeding. Have you been drinking or under any stress?" She asked. "No. Everything has been good."

"Okay from what you have given me, you're having a miscarriage."

My heart broke. I couldn't hear anything. Everything was moving in slow motion.

This can't be real.
This can't be happening.

I started crying. I couldn't hear anything. It was like the world stopped for a moment.

Everything stopped.

"I'm so sorry honey." She said to me sympathetically. "Thank you." I stood up to leave.

I didn't want to hear anymore. I made it to the car before Sekani and when he did, I seen a tear fall from his eye as well.

"You still my baby. I still love you ma." He gave me a soft kiss before starting the car.

I felt so many emotions, I just wanted to get home. Once we arrived at my house I got out the car and went inside.

He got out as well. He pulled me into a hug and kissed my lips then my forehead.

"Imma go get some food. I love you Tashara." He said. "I love you too baby." I nodded and went into my room immediately grabbing my pills.

I popped 6. I sat staring at the ceiling feeling my body suddenly stop aching.

I wrote a note. I know Im gonna die.

It's like everything in my life was coming back to me. I started shaking from everything moving so fast. It's like I was slowly dying.

I climbed into my bed and curled into a ball.

Suddenly everything just stopped.
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Sekani Marquan

I called my mom and went to get Tasha some popeyes.

"Hey baby." She answered. "Tashara lost the baby ma." I said and I couldn't help but to cry. I had to be tough for Tashara but I can't fake it in front of my mom.

"Baby It's gone be okay. If you need anything I'm here. I'll always be here for you. You need me to come over?" She asked.

"Nah I'm getting Tasha some food but I don't know what to do." He said before he ordered her food and went to pay.

"Thank you." He said as he grabbed the bag. "Listen, yall will get through this and hopefully try again soon." She said.

"Thanks ma." I hung up as I pulled up to Tashara house. I went in and it was quiet so she must be sleep.

I took my shoes off and headed upstairs. I seen her in the bed sleep so I sat her food down and went to take a shower.

Once I got out I went into her room and got dressed. "Tasha baby. You should eat." I shook her.

I shook her again and she didn't respond. "Tashara for real nigga." I shook her harder. "Baby girl." I kissed her nose to her forehead.

Her body felt different. "Baby?" I now realized she wasn't good. "Tashara. Fuck!" I picked her up and took her out to my car.

I drove to the hospital and got there within 5 minutes.

Everything moved in slow motion once they took her from me.

My baby.

I sat with my head in my hands as I cried.

Tashara Amani Jones
Time of death: 23:20PM June 20th, 2024